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My cunt was hungry. I had been in a bar in the small town I live in drinking with a group of visitors who had wanted to fuck me but I am 44 and they were 22 and I live in the town so I declined their offer – I didn’t want the rumours. I walked home in the cold but despite the near freezing conditions my cunt was still on fire.
I got home and started to get ready for bed but my horniness was so extreme I changed my mind. I took off most of my clothing leaving only my black lace bra and black lace knickers. I put my long overcoat back on and flat shoes that wouldn’t sound too heavy on the footpaths and went back outside. I walked to the local park and I could hear voices.
I stood next to a building in the shadows and watched as about a dozen local youths rode a stolen bike through the skate park. They must have been no older than 16 but they had been drinking and as I listened I heard them talk about sex.
“Man if I could find a cunt I would fuck it right now – my boner is killing me”
“Man if a cunt turned up right now you would wet yourself – you big virgin. ”
I heard them all laughing. They continued to talk about what they woulde do if a cunt was available to them and I became so turned on I began to rub my cunt against the fence post I was leaning against. I let my coat fall open and let the cold metal touch my rock hard nipples while my clit made contact further down. I slid up and down on the cold metal. I was so engrossed in making love to the post I hadn’t noticed I was moaning and the sound had drawn the attention of the youths.
I felt an orgasm approaching and increased the speed I was rubbing my clit aginst the post and as I came I opened my eyes to see 12 grinning teenagers watching my release.
I didn’t hesitate. I moved to the nearest youth and before he could react I was on my knees, his fly undone and his cock being sucked into my mouth. I felt him harden and as I looked up I stopped sucking and looked around. The other eleven boys were wide eyed watching the action. I grinned.
“Well I guess you have a cunt to play with boys. I will be your cunt and you can do whatever you like to me – I love to have all my holes filled and I love to feel cum dripping from me” I went back to sucking the gorgeous young cock in my mouth.
Although it was freezing i decided to give the boys a real show. I let my over coat fall to the ground so I was just in my black lace underwear sucking the boy’s cock for all I was worth. I let my tongue run down the underside of his shaft while I cupped his tighening balls in my hands.
I felt the eyes of the other youths on my every move so I slowed down letting the cock slide completely out of my mouth before deepthroating it to the sound of gasps from my audience.
My cunt was dripping and I was hoping one of the boys would be brave enough to join in but for now they were all content to watch. I felt the cock in my mouth stiffen and then begin to shoot cum into my mouth. I backed off and let the boys see the cum shooting on my face and into my hungry mouth.
“Oh fuck – what the hell just happened – man -oh shit i just got sucked off – oh shit, fuck – oh man – who the hell are you?” My first cock was in shock as he recovered from his “assault” but I had moved on. I had taken off my bra and pants and laid down, my legs spread wide, fingering my self while cupping my ample breast in my hand. I am 5’8, slim with huge breasts that thankfully haven’t sagged too much.
“Who wants the cunt next?” I asked as I inserted three of my own fingers into my dripping cunt and began slowly fucking myself.
“Man I’ m in” A tall boy with pimples was removing his jeans and was suddenly laying on top of me pushing his tongue roughly into my mouth while he made awkward attempts to push his extremely long thin cock into my waiting cunt. He was obvioulsly a virgin and I smiled as I reached down and guided his jabbing member into my hole enjoying the knowledge he would never forget this moment.
He gasped as his cock made him a man and managed half a dozen strong hard thrusts before emptying his viginal cum into my much used cunt.
“Shit – oh shit – let me do it again lady – I want to fuck you again”
I smiled up at him as I kissed him gently.
“plenty of time stud – let the others have their turn and then I am all yours again.”
He kissed me and smiled as he stood up and made a show of calling”next” so the next guy dropped his jeans and once again a virgin boy became a man.
I let them all have a turn – even the one who got the blow job and then I got on all fours.
“Who wants to fuck my ass?” I wiggled my ass in the freezing air as the boys looked at each other.
“Spit roast” one boy yelled and I felt a young cock push my sphincter as another waited for my mouth to open.
My ass resisted the pressure and I felt pain as I opened and then I felt the cock slide into my dry ass.
“Slide it into my cunt to get it wet” He complied and before long he was ramming my ass while I sucked the other cock while the other blokes yelled encouragement.
“Man what a slut “-
“she would fuck anything “-
“man what a cunt “-
“hey slut how old are you – what a whore”
I felt an orgasm growing as the boys fucked and abused me. I came over and over as my ass was filled with not so virgin cum. My mouth couldn’t take all the cum it was offerred so my face and breasts were soon coated. Dirt was sticking to my used body so I really did look like a dirty slut in more ways then one.
As the hours wore on the boys were becoming tired and all but one had had enough. He was a skinny red head whose cock was disproprtionartely large for the size of his body. He came over and over but never lost his erection so despite the fact the others were all satisfied, he was still going over and over and rotating me so he would fuck all my holes in turn – battering them with such force it was beginning to be not fun anymore.
” hey sweetie time to call it a night” I called back to him as he once again rammed his cok into my gaping anus.
“Shut the fuck up slut – you are nothing but a bunch of holes and I will tell you when it is time to stop” His tone scared me – even more so when I realised the others had left and it was just the two of us.
“”You fucking bitch – you stole my virginity – you will fucking pay for that” His fucking was hard and violent.
“Hey time to stop now – it’s been fun but time to go home now” He kept fucking my ass so hard I felt tears spring into my eyes.
I felt him pull out and was about to stand up when he grabbed me and began to push something large and hard into my ass.
“That hurts please stop ” I asked but he kept going.
“Thought I would punch you you slut – make you pay for what you just did.” It was with horror I realised he was forcing his fist into my body – onto my ass.”
The pain was incredible but the orgasm I experienced surprised both of us.
“You are a fucking slut aren’t you – well I will show you what I do with sluts” He punched my insides and withdraw his fist quickly. He lifted me up and before I could fight he had slid my gaping stretched ass onto the post I had originally been masturbating against.
“You will kill me you sick freak” I screamed as I realised if he let go I would not be able to reach the ground and I would not be able to stop the pole from implaing my ass further as gravity took over.
But he didn’t let go – instead he forced his cock into my cunt and I was being double penetrated my his cock and the fence post. Despite my fear and the pain I once again felt my body responding with an intence orgasm which forced his cock to once again explode inside me.
“twelve virgins – how does it feel”
He lifted me off the fence post and laid me on the ground.
“I am honoured” He laughed and then shook his head.
“You stupid bitch – we didn’t honour you we used you – you are nothing better than a toilet – a shit house – you are nothing – you hear me? Nothing!!! A hole to put cum in. Do you think any of us “honoured” you???”
He began to laugh as I felt humiliation sweep over me. I was just a cunt – nothing more. I was the slut – nothing special – this sex didn’t count – I had let them all use me like a toilet and as I had this thought I felt warm liquid and realised the last youth was urinating directly into my mouth.
I began to laugh histerically as I drank the golden liquid and let it splash over my body. I rolled in the dirt coating my body with urine and mud.
“Well if I am just a cunt I want to be the dirtiest cunt you know. Same time tomorrow – tell your friends you have a spare cunt that wants to always be full of cum.”
I stood up and felt cum pour from my cavities. I liked being a cunt. I pulled on my overcoat and walked home . Small town or not – I planned to fuck every youth in town – over and over and over………

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Uncle Bob’s Gas Station

When Bob hires his sister Lana to pump gas, there’s a serious increase in business. She finds out pumping gas can lead to… getting pumped. Oh yes, and she’s got a daughter too.

Donna, the daughter in law.

In the days that followed, Donna was strangely quiet. She and
Bob came by for dinner and a visit but she smiled demurely and
played the loving daughter-in-law. I was getting more than curious.
I found myself answering the phone, expecting to hear her sultry,
sexy comments.
A business trip took me out of town for two weeks. By the time
I returned I was ready for Thursday and the afternoon sex with
Jenny. Wednesday was interminable. I made a couple of advances at
Jenny during the afternoon and she shrugged them off politely.
As Thursday morning dragged toward lunch time, I caught Jenny
looking at me with hunger in her eyes. I smiled and licked my lips.
The office started to empty and I made a quick trip to the
bathroom; combed my hair and loosened my tie. I stepped back into
the office and stopped in my tracks.
Donna sat on the couch, large eyes staring innocently back at
me. She was wearing those funny faded looking jeans and a large
baggy shirt that was the fashion with the teenage girls I had seen
in the mall. High topped sneakers on her feet and all her hair
pulled into a one sided pony tail, completed the costume. Had I not
known her, I would have taken her for a fifteen or sixteen year
old.
“Hi, Daddy,” she chirped. She was smacking gum and staring
round eyed at me.
“Uh, hello, Donna.” Speaking was a struggle. I could feel the
blood pounding in my temples and pumping to gorge my dick.
“This is a nice office, Daddy,” she squeaked in character.
She bounded off the sofa and to the window. Pressing her pug
nose to the glass, she stared out from the fifteenth floor. She
pushed her hands into her pockets. That motion pulled the shirt up
and I could see her round little ass wrapped in tight denim. My
cock throbbed.
I looked around toward the door. I suddenly remembered Jenny.
I did not need for her to burst into the office, tearing her
clothes off.
“Don’t look for your secretary,” Donna chimed without turning
from the window.
I looked back her.
“She’s out to lunch with her husband.” Donna looked knowingly
over her shoulder.
“Have you had lunch?” I asked.
“Nope.” She had turned and was leaning back against the
window.
I could almost feel the heat of her body from ten feet away.
I could feel the heat in her eyes. She licked her pink lipstick and
glanced down at my crotch. Her dark eyes came back to mine and she
smiled.
“How about if I had my Daddy for lunch?” she asked.
“Why do you continue to play this ‘Daddy Game’?”
“Is it a game?” She licked her lips again and stared at me.
“Is it? Do you have some dark unrequited incestuous desire?”
I stepped to the desk and sat on the end of it. I could smell her
‘bubble gum’ perfume. The heat was rising fast in my blood.
“Maybe I sense some dark desire in you to fulfill.” Her hands
were back in her pockets, her arms squeezing in, making her breasts
thrust out.
“I don’t have a daughter,” I retorted.
“Doesn’t mean you can’t have the fantasy!” She turned her back
and crossed to the bathroom and closed the door behind her.
I stared at the dark, rich wood of the door. I felt the surges
of dark passion bubbling deep inside. I shook my head to deny what
she said. That didn’t work. I heard the commode flush.
She re-entered the room. Her expression told me that she knew
she was right. A vague smile ebbed across her lips and she sniffed
softly.
“So why don’t you be my Daddy and I’ll be your little girl and
both of us can play out our fantasies?”
I shrugged and nodded slightly.
She stepped quickly and hugged my waist, her hard little
breasts pushing against my belly, her face against my chest.
“Good! That’s my nice, Daddy,” she purred.
I stroked her hair and let my fingers scrape down her back.
“Mmmmmmmm!” she hummed, snuggling closer. “You feel so good,
Daddy!”
“You feel good, too, Kitten,” I croaked. My cock was pressed
against her belly and was growing by the second.
“Ooooo, Daddy! Your thing is swelling up! I can feel it!” she
gurgled.
She stepped back and looked down at the bulge in my pants and
then up at my face.
“It looks so big! Is it really that big?” She gestured with
her slender fingers, only inches from the 12″ throbbing organ.
“Not really.” My throat was dry and I felt like I had a fever
of 100 degrees.
“I’ve only seen two and they were little boys. Their things
weren’t any bigger than my thumb.” She was playing the part very
convincingly.
She stared at the bulge with wonder in her eyes. Her hands
flitted close by but never touching.
“Did I cause it to swell up?” she asked.
“Ummmm hmmmm.” Speech was getting very difficult.
She turned and walked away. I almost yelled. She stopped at
the desk and turned.
“Can I….,” she hesitated. “Can I see it?” The words were a
bare whisper.
I glance toward the door to the outer office.
“It’s locked,” Donna’s voice whispered.
When I turned back to her she was still the little girl.
“That’s what you can give me for my nineteenth birthday next
week!” she gushed.
“What?” I was confused.
“Show me your ‘thing’!” she said proudly.
She took a step toward me and paused. Her eyes flicked from my
crotch to my face.
“Please!” she rasped.
I sighed, unzipped my slacks and reached into my shorts. I heard her
suck in her breath. I stopped.
“Kitten, we can’t tell anyone about this. This has to be our
secret,” I cautioned.
“Oh, I know, Daddy,” she shrugged it off. “You aren’t
molesting me. You’re just doing what I asked you to do.”
I pulled the pulsing shaft of my dick from my pants and held
the dark head for her to see.
“Ooooo, Daddy!” she crooned, stepping closer. “It’s
beautiful!”
My fingers slid from the shaft and the head bobbed slowly in
the thick air.
“Does it hurt?” she asked.
“No, not exactly.”
She leaned forward for a closer look. Her finger touched her
lower lip. She was playing a very convincing part. I was getting
lost in the play.
“Can….can I touch it?” Her eyes met mine as she asked.
“If you want to.” I was holding my breath.
Her slender fingers reached out and brushed the satin skin of
the head.
“Oooooo, nice!” she cooed.
Her fingertips traced the round head around and around. I was
holding onto the edge of the desk and breathing through clenched
teeth.
“All this is making me wet and warm between my legs,” she
rasped.
Her fingers circled the pulsing head and closed. I almost went
to my knees. She held on snugly and savored the sensation as I
did.
“It’s sooo hot!” she gasped. “I feel all funny down between my
legs.”
Her fingers squeezed my throbbing dick and released it
reluctantly.
“Don’t stop,” I croaked.
“Do you want me to touch it some more?”
“Yes!” I wheezed. “It feels good when you touch…. Daddy’s
cock.”
“Oooooo, Daddy, I’m glad you like it!”
Her fingers curled around the head of my dick.
“Stroke it back and forth,” I coaxed.
She rubbed her fingers over the top of it.
“Like this, Kitten,” I said.
I guided her fingers back around the head and moved the
circled collar back and forth. Shock waves of lust ran up my body.
I felt as if I would shoot any second.
She shook her pony tail and licked her pink lips slowly, her
eyes fixed on the swollen head of my cock. Both of her hands
wrapped around the shaft and pulled slowly. Back and forth her
small, hot fingers moved.
Suddenly, she stopped.
“I’m so HOT down there!” she rasped.
Without warning, she stripped the jeans down over her hips and
stepped out of them and her high topped sneakers. White cotton
panties peeked through the tails of the oversized shirt. Her
fingers flipped the buttons on the shirt and it fell open,
revealing what I was sure was a cotton training bra. With her full
breasts, it was over taxed. It looked like it was a 32DD size.
“Fell how hot it is!” she demanded.
Her hand grabbed mine and pulled it between her smooth thighs.
A damp, slippery cotton crotch met my fingers.
“Ooooo, Daddy!” she crooned. “Your fingers feel so good there!”
She clutched my hand to her crotch and rocked slowly.
“I feel sooooo strange!” she gasped.
“Rub your finger THERE!” she rasped.
My finger moved back and forth over the swollen bump under the
cotton crotch. She wheezed and jerked as I rolled it slowly.
“Oh, Daddy!”
Her fingers were locked around my wrist, holding my hand
between her slightly spread thighs.
“It… it never feels… this good…. when I do….it!”
Her body was jerking and thrusting with the rhythm of my
fingers. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes were clamped shut. My
fingers pushed the soggy cotton cloth into the gooey, hot slit. Her
clit pulsed against the tip of my finger.
“Daddy!…..DADDY!!……It’s…..IT’SSSSSSS……,” she
groaned. “IT’SSSS……CUMMINNNNNG!”
Her hips thrust forward and her back arched. I could feel the
contractions of her pussy around the tips of my fingers. She shook
violently and the froze in a rigid position for several seconds.
Her eyes finally fluttered open and she smiled. My cock was
jerking in the open air, my blood pounding in my temples.
“Now… it’s… Daddy’s turn!” she wheezed.
She pulled my hand from her crotch and pushed it toward my
face. The strong, sweet odor of pussy wafted top my nostrils as she
pushed my fingers under my nose. Her fingers left my wrist and
suddenly grasped my aching cock.
“Does it hurt?” she whispered.
“Yes!” I rasped.
“Will it feel better is I kiss it?”
I gasped. Her slender fingers curled around the throbbing
shaft and she dropped to her knees. I could feel her warm breath on
the swollen head. She smiled up at me and the dipped her head.
“Poor thing!” she crooned.
Her lips touched the tip of my cock and I almost fainted.
“Smells nice,” she whispered. She rubbed the dark head against
her cheek and hummed.
“Can I taste it, Daddy?”
“If… you like,” I croaked.
Her pointed, wet tongue snaked across the head and under it.
It flicked across the sensitive spot and I gasped and jerked.
“Feels good?” she asked.
I nodded at her upturned face and trembled.
She licked again. And again.
“How do I make it feel as good as you made mine feel?”
“Ummm..,” I stuttered. “Take it in your mouth and suck it.”
“Ooooooooo,” she cooed.
Her pink lips opened and her eyes watched mine as she slipped
the head into her hot, wet mouth. The tip of her tongue made
circles around the throbbing blunt end.
“Mmmmmmmmmm,” she hummed around it as she sucked and laved it.
“Careful… Kitten,” I wheezed. “I’m very close to… to
…doing it!”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” she hummed. My cock popped wet from her
lips.
“You mean making the white stuff spurt?” she asked.
“Uh…Yes!”
“Oh, Daddy! Give me your stuff!!!”
Her mouth plunged over my straining disk.
Back and forth. Up and down. Gentle fingers cupped my balls
and rolled them as the small mouth worked on my cock. I felt the
convulsion deep in my balls and I grabbed her blonde head.
“Its…CUMMING, KITTEN!” I wailed, thrusting my cock into
her hungry mouth.
“MMMMMM!!” she hummed and sucked harder.
The flood broke and what seemed like quarts of scalding cum
erupted from my cock and flooded her mouth and throat.
Finally, I fell away from her and dropped to a chair. Her
mouth and chin were smeared with my come and she licked at it
greedily.
“Delicious, Daddy!” she gasped.
Wheezing, I looked at her passion distorted face.
“Whose fantasy is this? Mine or yours?” I rasped.
She smiled and kissed my drooping cock.
“A fantasy is something that you create in you imagination but
have never carried through. It’s too late for it to be a fantasy
for me.” She smiled at my wide eyed stare.
“What…what do you mean?” I asked.
“It has to be your fantasy. It is no longer one for me.” She
rose and gathered her clothes.
“See you soon, Daddy!”
She stepped out of my office, zipping her jeans.

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Some Guy is Fucking My Wife?

Some Guy is Fucking my Wife?
__I got home from work. Stuck in the door handle was a letter. It had my name, ‘Brad’ written on it. I went in the house. I heard the shower running. My wife had the day off so she must be getting ready to have some hot sex tonight. I smelled a roast in the oven. I smiled to myself. I got in my easy chair. It had been a long week of hard work. I looked forward to another night in heaven with my wonderful wife Silvia.
She had that beautiful hair, big full tits, but with nipples so firm. She knew how to fuck me so good as she would start off sucking my cock so hot. She would then get on top of me and rock her warm pussy on my cock, teasing it and expertly delay my cuming in her.
Later I would be in ecstasy with the sexist girl ever. She would bring her wet pussy up for me to lick as she liked to fuck my tongue.
I would grab her beautiful ass and make her moan so hot. I loved to lick her hot clit and make her squirm with delight. She liked to slide her hot body over mine, letting me feel all her curves. She loved to rub oil and lotion on us and get me so hot as she kissed my entire body.
We were our own private sex toys to each other. She liked to roll me over on her, lock her legs around me as we let my cock find it’s way in to her sexy pussy. She knew just how to fuck me and work up to panting, squirming, fucking animals. She liked for me to grab her tight as the we began to fuck as hard as we could. She was like fucking a wild animal that was driven by nature to reach a screaming peak. The sounds we both made just came out. The heat generated was awesome.
Our bodies were slick and we couldn’t hold us tight enough. Her…“oh-oh-oh oh baby, yes- yes-oh damn…oh baby I’m cuming so good.”… sounds of us fucking were driving us to heaven….. I sat there thinking of the evening ahead, as my cock was already rock hard…
——
I proceeded to open and read this letter.
“Sir:
__I feel it’s time to inform you Brad, that I have been having an affair with your wife Silvia. The first time I ever saw her, I got a erection. It was at our work and we were doing business. As I sat and talked to her, her phone rang and I got to watch her as she talked.
She was talking to you. She turned her beautiful face to me and rolled her eyes and put her hand over the mouth piece and whispered to me: (“…It’s my husband.”) She held her fingers up and made like a duck quacking. You must have been telling her a list of thing you wanted her to do, as she kept saying: “Yes dear…I’ll take care of it….mmmm…ok….yes dear.” She smiled and winked at me.
She began to play games with me. Pinching my leg and feeling my middle finger. She then would cover the phone and giggle. Flirting with me?….oh my yes. She started rubbing my arm and I rubbed hers back. She kept talking but I could tell she was getting hot. She grinned and took the front of her sexy blouse and pulled it in and out to fan herself…but leaning over my way to let me see her nice cleavage. She puckered her lips to me.
Her private office door was closed, so I moved closer to her. She pushed a button on her desk and I heard the door lock click shut. She took a big breath and put my hand on her tits, and closed her eyes.
As you know, your wife is a very beautiful and sexy woman. She reached under her desk doing something and then took my other hand and put it between her spread open legs. I got a rush as my boner went to max hard.
She had no under panties on. She was having me rub her very wet pussy. She switched phone ears and put her hand on my big boner. She stroked her hand over my pants.
I could hear you saying something at her on the phone. She just said “Yes dear.” She kept taking in air with her mouth away from the phone. She quick leaned over and kissed me, darting her tongue in my mouth.
She said to you: “I have to go now dear, talk to you later.” and hung up the phone. She smiled so sexy at me and said quietly: “Oh…thank you so much, I’ve always wanted to do that while he was ranting and giving me one of his lectures. I’ve also just wanted to do that to….‘you‘.
I’ve been watching you for a long time now and I’ve gotten feelings that won’t go away. I’ve never had ….well…an affair before, but you’re the one guy I ….I’d have to step over the line with. I hope you understand I…I…I want to….be with you ….alone. I want us….”
I think my smile let her know how I felt about her. I quick kissed her with all the passion I had. Her beautiful eyes smiled like she was so pleased.
This was the first time we had did anything like this, but it had been building up for a long time.
It was in her eyes. That look of…wanting. We straightened ourselves up and stood up. She pushed the button and unlocked the door. She buzzed her secretary. She changed into her ’all business’ mode and said as her secretary walked in: …“this is a problem that will take a lot of work to get straightened out.” She whispered to me: (“tomorrow at 1pm ok with you.”) I nodded yes. (..”you know I have to fire you for molesting me.”) We both chuckled and I left.
I couldn’t keep my mind off of her. It was effecting my work and I was making stupid errors. The next day I waited for 1pm. I had a problem ’not’ getting a big boner while I worked. I went to her office and her secretary said to go right in. I closed her door behind me and locked it. I was out of breath as I realized….she’s not here. I looked around when I heard her quietly say: “In here”. Her voice was coming from her private conference room. The light was off in there. I went in.
She was naked as hell. She pulled me to her. She whispered: ( “Stay away from me, Mr.!”) I whispered back: (“Get your hands off me lady!”) as I pulled her towards me tight. She started undoing my pants. She tried to say: (“Your ’so’ fired!, security, help. I need….”). That’s all she got out as our lips met. I was the longest, sweetest kiss I could ever remember. She had a private napping sofa in there as she led us over to it.
I’m sure you don’t want to hear what happened on the sofa, but I will say we are perfectly matched. As you know, your wife is a wild woman in bed. The time flew by as I had to leave. My cell phone was going crazy. I was a walking spent man. She lay there gasping for air.
That was about a year ago, and it only got better.
Those nights she ’had to work late’ she was with me in the back seat of my car, or at dinner, or out back of the company in the warehouse. Anywhere we could find and had the time to fuck like animals.
She’s the most wonderful woman on planet Earth. You must accept the fact that you ’must’ share Silvia with me. Don’t try and find out who I am, you can’t. You have to calmly sit down with her and make out the arrangements for sharing…or you’ll loose her all together.
Neither one of us planned this, this kind of attraction just happens.
Unsigned
———
I was numb with shock, and yet I had a big hardon. The story itself was one of the hottest I had ever read, but the anger in me was way over the top…..
—–
* Narrator….
Silvia had the day off and got out of the shower. She looked her sexist best and put on a lavender sheer night gown with nothing on underneath. Brad had come home and was in his easy chair reading the letter. She peeked around the corner and watched as stunned and steaming mad Brad put down the letter, yet she could see a big hardon in his pants.
Silvia ran in the living room and crawled onto Brad’s lap. She felt his big hardon. She instantly got so horny, her pussy was full of hot, wet feelings.
He stared at the wall, frozen in place. His face was red as the anger was boiling inside of him. His mind thought of all the ways he could kill this guy fucking his wife. Choking, shooting, cutting, beating him to a bloody pulp, kicking his ass over and over. Dragging him behind his car, tying him up and torturing him for hours. He wasn’t about share his beautiful wife with ’any’ bastard. He thought about all the continued great sex they were having.
This asshole must be lying.
That’s it. He wants to drive us apart so he can take over….well FUCK HIM!!!
Silvia would never do this, but the thought made him have doubts about his wife. That son of a bitch will pay for this! He thought about running over his hands so he could never write a letter like this again. Breaking each finger completely and watching him feel the pain…..
Silvia…..
I snuggled up to Brad. I was panting with the super turned on feeling I was getting. Something had him so aroused, he was shaking. I held his hardon. It was so big and I felt the heat from his body. His heart was beating so fast…… and that made me turned even more.
I whispered in his ear breathlessly:
(“Well dear,….. how did you like my little porn story I wrote and left on the front door for you ?”)

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My friends sister

When a new family moved into our small town it was common for everyone to want to know them. It made it easier for everyone to go ahead and classify those people. One day another guy, about my age was out and skating. I walked over to him.
“Hey you skate?”
He got off his board and looked at me.
“Yeah.”
“Nice I do to.” I held out my hand. “Tim”
“Tommy” He shook my hand.
We became really good friends a couple days after that. Anyone that saw us would of thought that we had been friends for out whole lives.
“Hey you want to go in and get a drink?” He asked me one hot day.
“Yeah dude lets go.”
He led me into the house and most of the lights were off.
“Where are your parents?”
“They went out for a second honey moon.”
Right then a beautiful girl, about 5’5 walked from the backyard and into the kitchen.
“Hey Amber.”
Amber looked at Tommy with her bright green eyes and then they went over to me.
“Oh look Tommy finally mad a friend.” She laughed.
“Amber shut up.” Tommy said playfully.
“Who are you?” She looked at me and waited for my answer.
“I’m Tim. Nice to meet you.”
Amber smiled.
“Yeah, yeah it is.”
Tommy looked back at me.
Amber grabbed a waterbottle from the refriderator, winked at me, and left.
“Tim lets go back outside.”
I follwed Tommy outside and couldn’t get Amber out of my head. Her bright eyes, her perky nipples popping out of her tank top, and how that short mini skirt barley covered her.
“Tim?”
Tommy called my voice and I snapped back into reality. Tommy stared at me.
“I um, I need to go to the bathroom.”
“Ok.” He turned and went back to skating.
I walked into the house and heard a song playing from up the stairs. I didn’t know where the bathroom was and I didn’t want to find it. I went up the stairs and saw Tommy’s sister jumping on her bed to the song. She must of felt me staring at her cause she turned around.
“Um, I’m, uh….”
She looked at me, her eyes glistening.
“Don’t worry about it.”
She jumped off her bed and walked over to me. She pushed me against the wall and gave me a huge kiss. I bit her bottom lip and she opened her mouth. We explored each others mouths as we wrapped are arms around each other. We pulled apart and she stared at me.
“Your a great kisser.” She complimented.
“You know what I’m even better at?”
She looked at me and smirked.
I picked her up and closed her door with my foot, locking it in the process. I threw her on the bed and got on top of her.
“Naughty, naughty boy.” She giggled.
I began to kiss her again and she started to pull off my shirt. I pulled hers off quickly and began to kiss her neck. She moaned softly and wrapped her legs around me.
“Just fuck me Tim.” She whispered.
A smile came across my face. “Not yet.” I whispered back.
I began to kiss the top of her breats and she pulled off her bra. I made my way to her nipples, sucked on one and rolled the other one in my fingers. She moaned again and arched her back. I felt her hands go down to my pants and start to fumble with my belt. I stopped and helped her out by pulled off my pants and boxers. I went back to kissing her nipple as she strocked my now hard dick with her hand.
“Nice and big, the way I like them.” She whispered.
I went lower and started to kiss her stomach. She let out another soft moan and arched her back a little. I got down to the waistband of her mini skirt and looked back up at her. She was looking down at me and smiling really wide. I unbuttoned the buttons on her skirt and slowly slide it down. I saw a zebra print thong and ran my hand down it. She squealed.
“What?” I asked softly.
“Your hands are cold.” She giggled.
“They’ll be warmer in a bit.” I told her.
I mover her thong out of the way so I could see her pussy. She was neatly trimmed with little blonde hairs coming back up to the surface. I opened her pussy lips and saw the soft pink inside. The smell was enticing and made me hungry for her pussy. I put my head down, level with her pussy and blew on it. She squirmed and giggled.
“Oh just fuck me Tim.”
I loved hearing her beg and plead. I knew that this was going to be fun. I put my tounge inside her pussy lips and didn’t do anything.
“Tim!” She screamed.
I slowly made my way up and down inside of her pussy until I made it to her clift. I placed my tounge on it and sat there. She bucked her hips and made my tounge scarp against it. I began to full fledge lick it and she screamed and bucked her hips to the rhtym of my tounge. She grabbed the sheets and didn’t let go of them. She moaned really load and cummed. I licked it up and she sat up, out of breath. She smiled evily and pushed me onto my back.
“So torture is your game huh?”
She went over to my cock which was fully erect and put it in her mouth. She just sat there and did nothing. The warmness of her mouth turned me on to dangerous levels.
“Amber!” I screamed.
She began to swirl her tounge around the top of it and then started going up and down.
Part 2 coming soon.

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We continued to become more comfortable with each other

In a couple of months, Greg became a part of our family. Regardless if we were partying, just hanging out to eat dinner or just playing cards we all did it together. Short of having a key to the house or having a key to his house, we spent much of our time getting to know each other better and better. Teresa and him would have long conversations about their family or things from their past. They found many things in common and their feelings for each other grew. Greg and I became closer and closer friends and sharing Teresa was something that we were more and more comfortable with in front of each other, regardless if there was alcohol or drugs involved.
Sometimes he would come over for dinner for the evening and Teresa would have something for both of us fixed up. We would eat together and then when I would clean up in the kitchen, he and Teresa would hang out in the living room together and talk. Since there was never anything that was expected to happen sexually we would just hang out until Greg would head home to do laundry or other household chores.
But then there were times when we would be feeling naughty. We included Greg on these times too, we just didn’t always tell him ahead of time or really even on plan on it. On a Friday evening during the summer after a long day at work we invited him over and I was feeling naughty, I didn’t even mention anything to Teresa, but wanted to see just how comfortable we were getting with each other. Teresa was sitting next to me on the couch while Greg was sitting in the recliner. She was to my left and I was sitting in the middle of the couch and she had just finished her cigarette. We weren’t drinking but we were feeling pretty good as we just finished a joint that Teresa had rolled. She was wearing a short skirt and had on her laced underwear.
It started out with me just petting on her and rubbing on her leg. I didn’t really think that I was going to get anywhere with her and expected her to pull away, but I quickly realized that Teresa was as horny as I was. So while I was rubbing on her leg, we all continued to talk as if nothing unusual was going on. I casually put her leg over mine which spread her legs in front of Greg so he could easily see up her skirt. While our conversation continued, I moved my hand up to rub her inner thigh and Teresa slid down a little bit, but the comfort level was at an all time high between us all. I clearly had the go ahead from Teresa, but just to be sure, I asked Greg if he minded if I rubbed on Teresa’s pussy while we talked. He said, “Sure, that is fine with me.”
So we continued to sit there and talk and watch TV. I pushed Teresa’s panties aside and was as excited to have Greg watching me rub her pussy as I was the first time I showed it off to a stranger. Teresa was really enjoying the gentleness of my fingers as she became more and more aroused. She eventually drifted off into her own little world as Greg and I continued to talk about work. I noticed that she closed her eyes and was starting to fantasize about something, so I stopped almost in mid sentence and asked her what she was thinking. She just replied, “I wish I had Robo right now.”
By this time, Greg knew where we kept her toy, so he asked me if I wanted him to get it. I said, “No, that is okay, I am closer.” And within seconds, I was back with it in my hand. However, in that short amount of time, Teresa had pulled off her panties and skirt and was laying with her head on the arm rest and was frigging her clit with her own fingers. I stopped at her feet for a moment and watched as my beautiful bride enjoyed herself and was glad to have one of my closest of friends enjoying watching her too. It didn’t take long for her to notice me watching her and she said, “Come on, give me my Robo.” So I sat down on the edge of the couch, next to her spread out legs and turned Robo on and placed it into her awaiting pussy. She really enjoyed Robo as usual, and I continued to work it in and out of her while I drank my beer.
After a little bit, as Greg and I made small talk while Teresa was getting more and more into her Robo, I had to stop and use the bathroom. I asked Greg if he minded coming over and taking over for me while I relieved myself. I didn’t take very long and when I walked back into the living room, I leaned over the couch and watched as Greg worked Robo into her. He just looked at me and said, “Are you ready to take back over?” I said, “Okay!” And I walked back around the couch as Greg moved back to the recliner. I took over again and could tell that she was starting to get close to gushing and when she gushes, it really soaks everything. I gently took her hand and placed it on the Robo for her to take over for a little and I got up and got some towels and placed them on the floor in between the couch and the coffee table. Teresa then moved down to the floor and I sat on the couch and leaned over and continued to work Robo in her, but paid close attention to her clit. I also noticed that she gushes harder when I pull Robo out of her at just the right moment and then take the vibrating clitoral stimulator, or the ears, and rub her clit hard and fast with them.
Teresa was gushing in no time as she let out a scream of pleasure. I kept working the Robo on her clit so she could have multiple orgasms. She kept on cumming until she couldn’t cum any more and then grabbed a hold of my hand and pushed Robo away. She laid there until she caught her breath and I just sat back on the couch and watched her. Greg then lit up a cigarette and I asked her if she wanted one too. She said, “Yes,” so I went ahead and lit one up for her while she lay at my feet. Greg suggested that I take her top off so she could get fully comfortable, although I think he just wanted to admire her breasts which I like to do too. So I took her top off as she lay back down and smoked.
I played with her breasts for a little bit, mostly concentrating on her hard nipples. Greg got up and asked us if we wanted anything from the kitchen as he had finished his beer and wanted another. I requested a large cup of iced water with plenty of ice in it. This came as a little shock to both of them, since I am primarily a beer drinker, but I guess they just assumed that I was asking for Teresa, since she had little beads of sweat on her forehead.
When Greg came back into the living room, he handed me the cup of water and I leaned over to give Teresa some to drink. With one hand I held onto the cup and with the other, I gently placed it behind her head to support her while she was drinking. I made sure not to tilt it too far, so it wouldn’t spill or choke her. Once she was done, she let me know and I took the cup and placed it on the coffee table. She lay back down and continued to puff on her cigarette. She was smoking this one really slow and enjoying every last shredded tobacco leaf that burnt within its wrapper. I was continued to be consumed by her beauty and then reached over and grabbed the water from the table and took a drink myself. I also tilted the cup back far enough to get a piece of ice in my mouth. I set the drink back down on the coffee table and continued to suck on the piece of ice until there were no more sharp edges on it.
I then took the ice out of my mouth and held it tightly in my hand and while it melted, I held it over Teresa’s body and let it slowly drip on her, further cooling her down. She was really enjoying the attention and took a long drag off of her cigarette. When she was done exhaling, I took the ice and started to circle her already hard nipples. This sent chills all over her body and I continued to rub the ice around her breasts until I ran a trail from her chest, down to her navel and then down to her beautifully smooth pussy which was still steaming from earlier.
It didn’t take long for the ice to melt all the way once I reached her pussy, so I grabbed another piece of ice out of the cup and placed it in my mouth to make sure there were no sharp edges like the other one and then pulled it from my mouth and placed it into her pussy. I got up and undressed as I was extremely hard by this point and with her being still wet; I slid my dick into her and could feel the coolness of the piece of ice that entered her before I did.
She was only half way through her cigarette when I took it from her hand and laid it on the coffee table. I really didn’t care about it at this point. I just wanted to start fucking her good while I could feel the ice cube inside of her rub up against the head of my penis. We were still on the floor in between the coffee table and the couch when I grabbed both of her legs and put them in the air. I then grabbed both of her ankles and put her legs together while I was still fucking her. As I slammed my cock into her, I was also rocking her body in rhythm with me. Even Greg was impressed as I fucked her like this way past the point of where the ice cube melted. I could feel Teresa having another orgasm as her pussy started to contract around my penis and I shot my load deep inside of her soft pussy.
Once we were done, I put her legs back down, and I pulled my semi hard dick back out of her. When I was out, my cum and the water from the ice drained from her pussy down the crack of her ass and onto the towel underneath her. I looked over and saw that the cigarette had burned out, but also burned the coffee table in a short strait line. I picked up the butt and put it in the ashtray and looked over at Greg who was still sitting in the recliner enjoying the show. He said to me, “Dude, you could have been in porn!” I just smiled and said, “Only if Teresa was in it with me.”
We didn’t have nor were we up for marathon sex that night, but we were all off the next day, since it was Saturday and we had planned on going out to a new bar down in Buckhead called Mako’s. Teresa and I got up and cleaned up and Greg got up and started to head to the door. I went over and shook his hand goodbye and Teresa who was still naked herself, embraced him and gave him a good night kiss goodbye.
The next day, Teresa and I slept in. When I woke in the morning Teresa was snuggled up in my arms on my chest. This is my favorite position with my wife to sleep in. I rubbed on her a little, and found that she was already partially awake. I said to her, “Good Morning Love” and she replied back, “Good Morning Baby.” I asked her if she enjoyed last night and she said she did. I enjoy her reassurance of our life style that might offend others. I started to kiss her neck and she said, “Alright Baby, we need to get up and get moving.” She already knew where I was headed!
She rolled over and picked up the cell phone and called up Greg to check on him to make sure he made it home alright last night. He did. They talked a little bit and I got up to use the restroom. When they were done talking, Teresa got up and joined me in the bathroom. We took a quick shower and then moved on to our Saturday chores. She even had time to get her nails done in a deep red that I always like.
The day went by quick; we finished our chores before noon and then went out and hung out by the pool. We called and invited Greg over, but he said that he had just laid down for a nap and that he still had some stuff he needed to do after his nap. We hung out by the pool for about an hour or so, just freshening up our tans and drinking a few cold ones. Once we were back in, we lay down and took a quick nap ourselves.
The phone started to ring, it was Greg. When I saw it was him I just handed it to Teresa. He was just checking on us and making sure we were still up for going out that night. Of course we were; we just had to start getting ready. Greg let Teresa know that he would be over shortly, so I went ahead and unlocked the door, should he arrive when we were taking a shower. Once I got back in the bath room, Teresa had run some water in the tub, so she could lie down and I could shave her pussy clean.
Mako’s was a new club in Buckhead and one of the last before they rebuilt everything in Buckhead. Like most bars, it was at least 5 other bar names and themes before it became Mako’s. But of all the concepts it went through, I would have to say that Mako’s was one of the best. Obviously just from the name, you can tell that it had a beach flavor to it. So knowing this Teresa dressed for the part. She had bought some sun dresses for when we flew down to Jamaica, to get married so she decided to wear one of them, the red one to be exact to match her pretty nails and toes. I was dressed in a nice pair of shorts, some sandals, and a nice Hawaiian type shirt, not too bright but was appropriate for the night.
Greg arrived as I was just finishing getting dressed. Teresa was still in the bathroom doing some final touches. She is naturally very beautiful, so when she dresses and fixes herself up, it just adds to her beautiful self. I went and greeted him in the living room and offered him a beer. We sat in the living room and chatted for a couple of minutes while we waited on Teresa to finish up. After I finished my beer, I ended up needing to use the rest room before we left, so I went into the spare bathroom.
When I came back out a few minutes later, I noticed that Greg was no longer sitting in the living room. Teresa had finished getting ready and at the corner of the opening of the kitchen by the end of the bar, Greg had Teresa bent over, legs spread wide, her hands on the counter and her head in between her arms and he was fingering her pussy with both hands, one from the front and the other from the back. She was moaning with pleasure as he masterfully worked her clit. When Greg saw me he just smiled real big. I smiled back at him and walked by him and grabbed another beer from the refrigerator. When I opened the door it caught Teresa’s attention and she stood up and straitened her dress out. I apologized for disturbing them, but Greg didn’t seem to mind.
We ended up leaving to go to our local bar to grab something to eat. It was still a little early for Mako’s. Teresa didn’t bother to wear any underwear out that night. To be honest, I don’t know if she had some on and then took them off for Greg, or if she just never put any on. When we arrived at the local bar, it wasn’t very crowded. We took a seat at one of the high tables close to the bar. Clay was working the bar and gave us a quick wave as we came in. I sat on one side of Teresa and Greg sat on the other and Teresa faced the bar. Clay was finishing up making a drink for some one and Teresa gave him a little flash of her pussy by spreading her legs a little bit.
We placed our order with Clay when he brought us our drinks. We had been there before once or twice, and he knew what we all drank. He asked us what were up to that night and we told him that were just trying to kill a little time before we headed to Mako’s. Clay knew it would be a couple of hours before Mako’s would get started. He asked us if we wanted to play a little pool in the mean time and opened the table up so we didn’t have to pay to play. Once we finished eating the three of us went over to the pool table area to play a little Cut Throat. Greg would go first, then Teresa and then me. There were a couple of interesting shots that Greg left for Teresa that made her bend over the table. If she was shooting at my ball, I would take my pool stick and rub her pussy with it, and if she was shooting at one of Greg’s balls he would do the same. Teresa would let us do what ever we wanted to her pussy as she would grin and try to concentrate on her shot. Of course, turnabout was fair game and she would rub our nuts with her stick when we were shooting at her balls. She had to be careful though to make sure she didn’t rack us! No pun intended.
We were having such a good time; a couple of hours flew by in no time. Clay continued to wait on us until we were ready to tab out. When we were finished playing pool, we got into the Rodeo, only this time Greg drove and I sat in the back. We drove down to Buckhead and parked at Three Dollar. Parking was five dollars, but they would give you a five dollar coupon, good for anything at Three Dollar. So we stopped in there for a drink, to cash in, since it was already money spent.
We only had one drink each and then we left to walk across the street to Mako’s. When we arrived it was busy but not too crowded. There wasn’t even a line to get in or a cover. They had their music turned up and there was a gorgeous girl barely dressed working there that was swinging in a swing that hanged from the ceiling close to the front door. They had several bars inside but the place was set up to be very open. Most of the side bars had bartenders that were smoking hot chicks, and the main bar had some studs behind the bar, they didn’t have on shirts. They were muscular dudes that were tan and didn’t have a hair on them. We ordered drinks and shots from one of the side bars and watched people dance down on the dance floor which was a couple of steps down from the railing we were standing by. The railing was thick enough that you could set your drinks down on it, but you had to be careful not to knock it over onto the dance floor.
We noticed that the girl on the swing now had a guy up there with her. We could tell that he was a customer like one of us. She was sitting on his lap facing him and straddling him at the same time. The “ride” only lasted one song, but it was very entertaining. We continued to drink and watch everyone around us. Then I asked Teresa if she wanted to get up in the swing with the girl. She said she did and we walked over to her. Greg stayed at the railing and watched her drink. He could see Teresa get on the swing, as it was raised up high enough that the whole bar could see it. The girl straddled Teresa just like she did the guy and together they got a lot of attention. Even though Teresa was wearing a short dress with no panties, we really couldn’t see anything since the girl straddling kept Teresa from opening up her legs to give us a peak.
Teresa was no stranger to showing her stuff in Buckhead either. About a year before we had met Greg, Teresa and I were partying down in Buckhead at Coyote Ugly and she was dressed in a short skirt and I had removed her panties and placed them in my pocket. Like all the other girls, she too wanted to get up on the bar and dance. When she did at the corner of the bar, guys quickly started to gather around and even some girls. She was enjoying the attention as guys started to rub on her legs, higher and higher and then I reached up and stuck my fingers in her pussy and spread them so everyone could see. Shortly after though, she was asked to step down from the bar. I guess the Coyote Ugly girls were getting jealous that she was getting all of the attention.
When Teresa and I got back, she finished her drink and then the song, “Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me” by the Pussy Cat Dolls came on which Teresa absolutely loves to dance to. So she grabbed Greg and took him down to the dance floor and danced with him. She is a good dancer and loves to turn around and bend over and grind her ass into your crotch when she is dancing. They danced the whole song together and I watched from above. I didn’t stare at them because there was lots of eye candy there to look at. When the song was over, they came over to the wall below me and I handed them some more drinks I was able to get while they were dancing. Because Greg was driving, he made that his last one, but Teresa and I kept drinking. I eventually joined them on the dance floor and Greg wandered off to another part of the bar. We could tell that even thought the bar was a cool bar; he was starting to get a little bored. I think he also knew where the real action was going to take place, and it wasn’t there!
Teresa and I danced to a few more songs and then went and found Greg. He was just chilling out; taking in all that there was to see. But we knew it was time to go so we headed out the door. We walked back across the street to the vehicle and Teresa disrobed before she got in the car. I hopped in the back again and Teresa laid the seat back and put her feet up on the dash. She was totally naked as Greg pulled out of the parking lot. Now I was able to make out with her and play and kiss on her tits. Greg would reach over and play with her pussy when he could, but I was enjoying my wife to the fullest. Between Greg and me we worked on keeping that pussy ready, wet, and waiting. Greg didn’t know where the inside lights were so they never got turned on, but we didn’t care. Teresa was ours for the night and that was good enough for us.
When we arrived back at our place, the down stairs neighbor was out on his patio with his little dog. He was smoking a cigarette. It was very late and he was just in his pajama pants. Greg parked the vehicle directly in front of him and we all piled out. Teresa was still naked and it was obvious what we had been up to. Teresa walked in front of the car and said hello to our neighbor and he was very nice and said hello back. He asked me if I was having a good time tonight, of which I was and told him so. We headed up the stairs and Greg handed me the keys. Once inside, Teresa laid on the floor and Greg went strait to her pussy and started eating her out. I watched long enough to drop my shorts and kneeled down beside her so she could suck my dick while Greg was eating her out. He stayed down there for a while until she was close to having an orgasm. She was doing a masterful job at sucking on me and even had her hand between my legs on my ass pulling me in to her mouth. Every once in a while she would even stroke my ass hole with her finger and rub on my nuts to further my satisfaction. However, she all of a sudden stopped sucking my dick and then Greg rubbed her clit real fast with his fingers and made her cum. He had gotten as good as I was at making Teresa cum. I was impressed.
He then looked at me and said, “She is ready for you.” I couldn’t agree more, so I moved down between her legs and stuck my dick back in her as I had done so many times before. Clearly I was already very horny from all the fore play from before and I was close to cumming in her mouth. It didn’t take very long and I filled her up with my cum. I got up to get a towel and Greg was lying beside her when I came back. They were making out and she was rubbing on his cock through his pants and then pulled it out so she could make him hard. I went and grabbed some KY and took a seat on the couch and watched them as they played. I was masturbating in clear view of Greg for the first time while he was messing around with Teresa. I was hard again, and went ahead and ordered some porn movies for us to watch.
I think Greg got weirded out again by this, because this was new to him again. I figured he would be use to our naked sexuality by now, but he obviously wasn’t. He got up and said, “It looks like you are ready to fuck her again.” I never pass up on a great piece of pussy, especially one that is as perfect as Teresa’s. I got on top of her and started to fuck her again and Greg went and sat back down in the recliner and watched us and the porn on the TV. I fucked her for a little longer this time and then came inside of her again. This time when I pulled out, I could tell she was still not finished. Actually she looked more like she was just getting started. So I lied next to her on my side, with her in between Greg and I and finger fucked her for a little while. When I started it was with two fingers at first, but as I kept going, I added another finger and then another. I was fucking her good with all four of my fingers and Greg was very impressed. He even came over and knelt down beside her on the other side and asked if he could try. Before I could say a word, Teresa had grabbed his hand and put it down by her pussy. I pulled mine out and moved aside.
He took one finger at a time and stuck it into her to get them all wet. She was really enjoying the attention as Greg and myself were sitting on both sides of her. I was gently rubbing her body with my finger tips, which was giving her chill bumps. I was already hard again and she reached down and started to stroke my cock again. Greg was beside her with all four of his fingers in her and was fucking her furiously with them and smiling and telling her that she was enjoying that! She obviously was because she was screaming again. I am sure the down stairs neighbor could hear her the whole time and probably was impressed in Greg’s and my ability to please Teresa as much as we were. Greg than went down and started to lick on her thoroughly fucked pussy. Teresa really loved this because it was the first time she had ever been eaten out after she had been fucked. I think she also liked it because after all the pounding and abuse to her pussy, Greg’s soft tongue probably felt pretty good to her. It even looked like it tickled her a little bit.
Greg could tell that I was ready to fuck her again, so he moved back to the side of her and I raised her legs in the air and slid right in. She was loosened up pretty good and still soaking wet from the combination of her juices, my cum, and Greg’s wet tongue. I was really enjoying fucking her again, knowing that Greg was just eating her out. She reached over and grabbed Greg’s hand and stuck his fingers in her mouth and sucked on them. This was very erotic and turned Greg and I both on even more. He leaned over and kissed her with plenty of tongue and I continued to fuck her while I was watching them. They kissed passionately as she held onto his hand. It was almost as if they were making love and using my dick to fuck her as she was floating on air with passion.
I came inside her for a third time that night and then let her legs down. They continued to kiss as I got up and sat on the couch. I thought for sure they were going to go ahead and fuck in front of me, she even had his dick out of his shorts again and had pulled them down far enough that even I could see his tight little white ass. But while I continued to watch them, he stopped again, and left Teresa craving his cock even more. He wasn’t intentionally teasing her, but he was. He was just having the hardest time with me being there.
She came and sat down next to me for a little but it was getting late again, almost morning by now and I was tired. I asked Teresa if she was ready to go to bed and she said she was. We all went to bed together and Teresa lay in between us and I fell asleep. I was only asleep for a couple of minutes when I heard Teresa moaning again. I looked up and saw that Greg was fingering her pussy again. I immediately got hard again and started to join them. This upset Greg a little bit, but he took it well and just got up and left the bedroom. Teresa then let me have some more for the fourth time that night. Greg had her nice and wet again for me so I penetrated her easily. We made love again and I came inside her again. When we were done, I rolled off and went to sleep.
I thought Teresa remained in bed asleep with me, but after about an hour of some solid sleep, I was awakened by Teresa’s hot breath in my ear as she put her leg over me so she could rub her pussy up against me. She whispered in my ear in a very hot tone, “Hey Baby, Greg and I finally made love.” My eyes popped open and I was hard instantly. Without hesitation, I went down between her legs and started to eat her pussy out. She didn’t last long and wanted me inside of her again. She had been up all night and was tired. When I got up on top of her and started to fuck her again, I asked her if it was as good as what she had hoped for. She said it was, but didn’t want to talk about it until we got some sleep. So I finished off in her for the fifth time that night and she cuddled up with me and went to sleep.
It was about 11 in the morning on Sunday when we finally woke up. I got up to go into the living room, not sure if Greg was still there and he was not. I looked outside and saw that his truck was gone. I am not sure when he left but we had a good time. The KY was still sitting on the coffee table. I went back into the bedroom and saw that Teresa was up and using the bathroom and getting her morning cigarette in. I grabbed a “Girls Gone Wild” DVD I had purchased earlier in the week but had not watched and said to Teresa through the bathroom door, “I am going to be on the couch, don’t forget that I want to hear all the details about you and Greg from last night.” She said “Okay” and I went in the living room, put the DVD in, and lay naked on the couch waiting on Teresa.
When she was finished, she came into the room and saw something new on TV. She asked, “What is that?” I just told her that it was a new DVD I got that week and haven’t seen it yet. And then I asked her if she wanted to watch it with me while she told me the story. She said, “Sure.” She sat down on the couch between my legs with my one leg behind her and the other in her lap and she grabbed the KY and asked me if I wanted to do it or did I want her to. I told her that I would love for her to jerk me off while she told me about her and Greg.
She poured some KY on my dick and I turned the TV down so I could pay attention to what she was saying and fantasize about what I missed. I asked her not to leave out any details and she didn’t. She started to stroke me and then started out telling me why she left me in bed. She knew that Greg was upset when he left the bedroom so she went out to talk to him. She said they sat on the couch and talked for a little while before things got intimate. They started kissing at first and then touching each other very intimately. She said that Greg starts off slow and takes a little to get going, unlike me who can just jump right in there and be ready at the drop of a hat. He was very gentle with her and they kissed for quite some time. I asked how he was touching her and she said that he was very slow, but he really liked to caress her whole body. I was growing harder now in her hand as she was starting to get into the good stuff.
She reached up and started to pinch my nipple as she was stroking me. She then went into the details of how she finally got him hard and undressed. I asked her where they decided to do it, and she said, “Right here on the couch where you are laying, that is where I was on my back at first.” I said, “At first?” she said, “Yes, we did it in several positions.” My balls were tightening up as she was giving me the details. I asked her how he felt compared to me. She said that he wasn’t as big or as thick, but he still felt really good. I imagined that their first time would be good regardless of his size because she had made him her quest for so long. She said that she was still wet from all the sex we had that night, so his dick slid into her easily. She then said, “but Greg was all about intimacy, that is why he had such a hard time with just, ‘doing it’, in front of you.” I was close to cumming in her hand now and asked her if he came inside of her. She said he didn’t, but I didn’t know for sure. She was not on birth control and probably didn’t want me to question her if she ever got pregnant.
Teresa could tell that I was about to cum and I asked her if she wanted to fuck him again. She said, “Probably, but when it happens, it will just happen.” She was pinching my nipple hard now and stroking me really fast and I shot my load up in the air and onto the back of her hand. Her story with Greg was the most erotic thing I had ever heard.

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Raping My Daughter 2

Part 2: My Daughter’s New Friend
One Week Later
“OHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK ME Daddyyyy!!!” Breanne moaned as I was fucking her and sucking her big boob. I went faster and harder until we both couldn’t take it any longer. I exploded in her and she moaned loudly and exploded back. This was one of many orgasms my 18 year old daughter had experienced over the last week. We had perfected the art of sex. In just a short week our bodies had tuned themselves perfectly to one another. My experience and guile and her youthful athleticism was the perfect combination for sex.
It was weird at first for both her and I, we would have great sex in bed but then when we left the bed it was understandably hard to have the same daughter-father relationship we once had. But as we progressed we both found out that the new relationship we had as lovers was much more fulfilling than our old one. With each passing hour it seemed like our attraction and lust for each other grew. Soon we couldn’t bear to be apart under any circumstances. This was a level love and lust that I hadn’t even experienced with my wife when I first met her. It was truly amazing.
After fucking my daughter we lied down on the bed together as we usually do after sex.
“Daddy guess what, I have a surprise for you.” Breanne started
“What is it sweetie” I said as I stroked her silky blonde hair.
“Guess.” She said enthusiastically “What is better than having sex with a smoking hot chick like me
whenever you want”
“Nothing really.” I laughed “I give up.”
“Oh you’re no fun.” She said as she playfully pouted. “Anyways the answer is having sex with 2 smoking hot chicks like me whenever you want.”
I laughed
“Nice joke honey but you and I both know that there isn’t another girl like you in the world.”
“Oh I think you might be in for a shock. You’ve never met my friend Paige have you” she said as she got up in the nude to go get her laptop. She came back into the bed with her laptop and opened it. She got on facebook and showed me Paige’s profile. My jaws dropped, my daughter wasn’t joking when she said this girl was hot.
She had shiny brown hair, golden tan skin, piercing green eyes, great sharp features and a great body. She wasn’t afraid to flaunt it either as there a lot of pictures of her in bikinis. Her breasts looked gorgeous, they looked like D cups and they were as perky as A cups. Her ass was also magnificent. Usually you can’t judge a woman’s ass from pictures but you could sure as hell see that her ass was a thing of beauty.
“By the drool running down your mouth I take it you like what you see.” laughed Breanne. “She’s one of my best friends, she goes to my school and plays on my volleyball team. In fact she is almooost as good as me.” She giggled
“That’s very nice baby but let’s get back to the having sex with her part. How do you plan to hook me up with this goddess.” I said as I stared at her pictures in awe.
“Well her parents are going on a two month tour of Europe but she has to stay here to keep up with her training. So we got to talking and I offered her a room at our house. Since her parents know me pretty well they are alright with it and so is she.” She paused and started again “and as for the sex part I figure you should do to her what you did to me. It will probably take some force but after a while she will give in to her womanly needs. After all no woman can resist you Daddy.” She said as she pet my 12 inch cock.
“Why thank you sweetheart, you just get her here and I will do my thing.” I chuckled
“Ok, she is coming tomorrow. Daddy do your best. I really want this to work. I can’t wait for the threesomes, the idea of fucking my dad and my best friend gets me really wet.”
This comment caught me a little off guard, I had no idea my daughter had urges to have sex with another girl, but also the thought turned me on.
“Don’t worry Breanne, I’ll get the job done.” I said confidently “I’m ready to go again honey so get off your butt and get on top of daddy.”
She did as we started fucking once again.
The next day we woke up to the doorbell ringing.
“That must be Paige.” Breanne said sleepily “I’ll get it.”
She got up and put on a bra and thong and went to answer the door. I was about to tell her to put on more but I remembered that Paige and Breanne had been volleyball teammates for years and that they must be used to seeing each other naked in the showers so it wasn’t a big deal. I put on a robe and went downstairs to greet Paige.
I looked at her and almost got a boner right there. She looked a hundred times hotter in real life than in any of the pictures. She was wearing a small white blouse and volleyball shorts that were being eaten up by her juicy ass cheeks. Her green eyes were sexy beyond belief. Whereas Breanne’s wide blue eyes and cute dimples gave her an innocent look, Paige’s piercing green eyes and sharp nose and mouth gave her a look like she wanted to be fucked. She greeted me with a hug and thanked me for letting her stay with us. Her big cushiony breasts were pressed and against my chest and I found that my hands were instantly going to her wonderful ass. I glazed over her ass cheeks and amazingly resisted the urge to grab them. Instead I let go of her body and said
“Here Paige let me take your bags to your room and you and Breanne can go get some breakfast.” I gave them 20 dollars and the keys to my car.
“Gee thanks.” said Paige. Her and Breanne left and I went to Paige’s car to get her bags. There were only 2. I went upstairs and opened them. In the smaller one there were her thongs, bras, shoes, makeup and toiletries. In the larger one there were her tops, skirts etc. Suddenly I had a brilliant idea I took the larger bag and hid it in my closet and I put the other bag in its proper place in Breanne’s room.
About an hour later the girls came back and Paige went to her new room to unpack.
“Oh no.” I heard her say. Breanne came upstairs and asked
“What’s wrong”
“I must have left one of my bags at the house and my parents probably mistaken it for their own and took it to Europe.” Paige exclaimed
Their room was right next to mine and the walls were pretty thin so I could hear every word of the conversation pretty clearly.
“Was anything important in it” asked Breanne
“Only if you count all my clothes as important.” Paige said sarcastically “all I have now is my slutty underwear, makeup and shit.”
Breanne must have realized that this was my doing as there was a pause in the conversation.
“Don’t worry just wear whatever you have, its hot so it’ll feel good.” Breanne assured.
“I would if it was just me and you because we’re practically sisters but I don’t know it would be weird dressing like that in front of your dad.”
“Please, he sees me prancing around in nothing but a thong and bra all day and I’m a lot more woman than you.” Said Breanne jokingly
“In your dreams bitch.” Paige laughed
After some more joking I heard Breanne say
“Come on Paige lose those clothes, whoever puts on the most amount of fabric today is officially lame.”
“Oooh what’s gotten into you I’m supposed to be the slutty one” Paige laughed “But anyways you’re on!”
The girls came out of their room when I announced that lunch was ready. It was a sight to behold as they walked down the stairs. Breanne came down first. She was wearing a tiny white pushup bra and a small white thong. Next came Paige. She wore a moderate green bra and matching green panties. Her underwear extenuated her green eyes perfectly. Her breasts were pushed up into perfect position by the bra, and there was plently of sexy cleavage showing. Her panties were conservative but her ass was so sexy and big the panties still sank into her ass cheeks.. Even though my gorgeous daughter was looking as sexy as ever I couldn’t keep my eyes off of the new beauty in the house. She sat across from me and ate her food. I studied her looks whenever she stared down at her food. I came to the conclusion that she was probably just as sexy as Breanne. They were hot in different ways. Breanne looked like the sexy innocent girl that men dreamed of corrupting, Paige was the sex vixen that men dreamed of being corrupted by. After staring at the sex vixen that was Paige I found that my dick was rock hard. I needed to release it. I got up and excused myself from the room. I gave Breanne an eye gesture and she knew that I wanted sex. I went to the bathroom and was shortly joined by Breanne. I unzipped my pants and said
“Just give me a quick suck honey; I really need to get this load off, God damn you were right, Paige is smokin’!”
“Ok Daddy” she said as she got on her knees and started sucking away.
“Great idea with the clothes competition honey.” I said to her as she was sucking my cock. “If she was stupid enough to fall for that than maybe you could convince her to do something more.” Breanne couldn’t respond as she was busy with the job in front of her. “Anyways after this we’ll go to the gym downstairs and workout. I really wanna see her get all sweaty.” The thought of Paige getting all sweaty in her hot outfit made me cum a little prematurely.”
Breanne got up and started rinsing the cum out of her mouth.
“You’re usually up for a few more minutes.” Said Breanne
“Sorry honey, I had something on my mind. Now you finish washing and maybe brush your teeth to get the smell of cum out.” I gave her a slap on the ass and left. I went downstairs and said to Paige
“Breanne’s washing up, how was lunch”
“It was great” she said before asking me “umm I don’t want to offend you sir but don’t you find it weird having your daughter walk around half-naked and a girl like me walking around scantily dressed as well”
I replied “First of all young lady no offence taken.” I said cheerily “second, I am madly in love with my Wife,
she provides all of the pleasure I need in my life.” I was desperately trying to pull lies out of my ass “I am in love with her so much that I don’t even find other girls attractive in a sexual way, even if they are as beautiful as you and Breanne. So bottom line is you can walk around in parka’s or you can walk around buck naked, I will look at you the same way.” I explained “Hopefully that answers your question.”
“Yes it does sir.” She said as she looked more comfortable.
Breanne came downstairs and said “Daddy come help us workout.”
I looked at Paige, she nodded her head gesturing it was ok and then we made our way downstairs to the gym.
“First girls you need to run on the treadmill for a warm up.” I said. Then I tried pushing my new found comfort level with Paige. “Paige why don’t you take your bra off That silly little thing will only get in your way.”
After some pause she said “You’re right, I’m going to go change into a sports bra.” With that she rushed upstairs. Damn I was so unbearably close to seeing her breasts. To my dismay she came downstairs with a full jogging suit on. It seemed like my eagerness to see her tits I broke our little comfort bubble.
“I hope you don’t mind Breanne I borrowed one of your jogging suits.”
“Oh not at all.” said Breanne. She looked at my face and clearly saw my disgust. “In fact, I think I will put one on too, can you go upstairs to help pick out one”
“Sure” said Paige as she rushed upstairs
“Daddy, you creeped her out. We are going to have to do this right now if you want this to work.”
I nodded and Breanne went upstairs.
After a few minutes I went upstairs.
“Paige, Breanne I need to talk to you both, would you come into my room”
They came, Paige came first; even when fully dressed her body was impossible to ignore. Breanne came after her; she closed the door behind her and locked it with the key.
“Breanne come sit on daddy’s lap.”
She did as she was told. I slipped her thong off and untied her bra and threw it to the floor. She was now naked on my lap. I started massaging her big soft breasts with my left hand; Paige looked on in disgust.
“Paige there is room for you on my right leg.” I said “but first you got to strip down and show me your young body.”
Paige looked absolutely appalled
“No way you greasy old man, in fact I am leaving right now. I have other friends that aren’t incest freaks!” She turned to the door and tried opening it but to no avail.
“Now that’s no way to talk to your best friend and the man who gave you a bed to sleep on.” I went on “but if you want to leave be my guest, but I believe you have something that belongs to my daughter. So take off that sweat suit and you are welcome to go where ever you want.”
She paused. She came to the realization that she would either have to endure the embarrassment of walking around the streets in next to nothing or enduring rape by a 50 year old. After some thought she decided anything was better than rape and she started stripping off her jogging suit. She quickly unzipped the jacket revealing her small push up bra and her unrivaled breasts. Then she slipped off her sweatpants revealing her thong that covered next to nothing. Breanne walked over and took the clothes.
“Thank you very much Paigey.” She mocked
Paige glared at her. She wondered how her best friend could betray her like this.
“Let me leave now you bastard!” She yelled
“Oh that’s right there is a key for that door.” I took out the key and dangled it from my hand. “Come get it Paige.”
She took a few steps forward before I made her stop by putting it down my pants.
“You didn’t think it would be that easy did you. You are going to have to earn your freedom.” I put the key ring around my dick and pushed it down to the base of my dick. It was a pretty big key ring so it slipped down by thick shaft quite nicely. Paige rolled her eyes and came closer. She didn’t care what she had to do; she wanted to leave this place ASAP. She got down on her knees and pulled my pants down. To her surprise my thick 8 inch dick popped right up and almost hit her in the face. Right then Breanne snuck up behind her and bent her arms back and applied handcuffs on her.
“Good job Breanne. Now this babe is ours for the taking.”
“Ours?” Paige quivered as she looked at Breanne “You mean you want to have your way with me too”
“A girl gets curious you know” said Breanne innocently “and what better girl to experiment with than you”
Paige was in shock, she turned to me
“Please sir, let me leave, I will take that key off your penis with my mouth if I have to, Please!” she begged
I answered
“Oh really, and what makes you think I will give you the pleasure of sucking my cock, no little Paige you are going to have to work up to that.”
I lifted her on to the bed and turned her around so that her shapely ass was facing me. Then Breanne got onto the bed, sat in front of Paige’s face, spread her legs and shoved her young pussy in face. I split her luscious golden tan ass cheeks, fished her thong out and ripped it off. Breanne untied Paige’s bra and started playing with her big breasts. I slapped her ass cheek hard and commanded
“Start eating out my daughter you slut!”
I started hearing slurping sounds and I knew she had started. I looked at Breanne’s face, she had the same expression on her face that she had when she experienced her first orgasm. She loved the soft touch of a woman. I went back to work on the project in front of me; a gorgeous 18 year old ass which was mine for the taking. I started gently massaging her ass cheeks. They felt so good, they were much like Breanne’s ass cheeks but they were a bit cushionier whereas Breanne’s were shapelier. Both asses were works of art but it was to have a change after tapping Breanne’s constantly for a week. After some massaging I split her cheeks apart and I licked the crease leading up to her asshole. I started circling her asshole delicately with my finger. This made Paige shiver for a second. I gave her another smack on the ass and she immediately started eating out Breanne again. I split apart her legs and ass cheeks as far as I could and I brought my nose to her asshole and took a deep sniff. It was invigorating, than I slowly slipped my tongue down her ass hole. Her immediate reaction was to clench her cheeks which clenched tight around my tongue squeezing it pretty tightly. I enjoyed this feeling for a while until she released my tongue by unclenching her cheeks. Then I reached around and started feeling her pussy which was dripping wet. I put my finger deep in her tight warm pussy. I concluded that she wasn’t a virgin but probably hasn’t had sex more than 1 or 2 times.
“Breanne honey if you don’t mind I would like to play with this doll’s tits. Maybe you would like to eat her out. Her pussy is dripping wet so you should have a good time with it.”
“Ok Daddy.” She said as she got up and came over to my position. I flipped her body over. There wasn’t much resistance from her, she knew that in handcuffs there was no hope of escaping so she might as well take it. Breanne started eating her out and I went to Paige’s D cup tits. Her nipples were already hard.
“Hmm with your pussy dripping wet and your nipples hard as rock one would think that you like what’s happening to you.” I said
She said nothing. Tears were rolling down her cheeks. Her body had betrayed her. I massaged her nice tits as I continued
“You know, I had to go through the same thing with Breanne before she grew to love me and my cock. Don’t worry you will come around too. Though some last longer than others, I have learned that no woman can resist her sexual urges forever. It won’t be long now.” I commanded Breanne to get off of her pussy; it was time to make Paige mine. I mounted her and slowly started stroking my dick into her tight pussy. She moaned. She had never experienced a dick this big in her vagina. As I started fucking her a bit faster I reached in her ass with my other hand and started circling her ass hole. This made her purr. As if this wasn’t enough, Breanne came around the bed and gently kissed her. Paige kissed back hard; she was getting very horny now. I looked up for a second and observed Paige and my Daughter passionately French kissing. Paige took it one step further as she started massaging Breanne’s soft breasts with her hands. As I went faster and faster she stopped kissing Breanne and started moaning screaming. As her body tensed up she grasped Breanne’s tits harder. I went as hard as I could before she exploded in orgasm. Her body went limp and she collapsed on the bed as juices were flowing freely from her pussy. She started taking deep breaths as she was trying to catch her breath.
“Well I’d say you’ve earned the right to put your mouth on my dick Paige.” I said
She got up off the bed and got on her knees in front of me. My dick was still hard as I didn’t yet cum in her.
“Thank you sir but I changed my mind; I would still love to put my mouth on your cock but not to get the keys off it.”
I laughed
“What is with all this sir madness, just call me Daddy.”
“Ok Daddy.” She said softly. She put her mouth around my cock and started sucking it. Breanne released her from her handcuffs as there was no need for them anymore. I stroked her silky blonde hair and enjoyed the performance she put on. Finally I exploded in her mouth with a bucket full of cum. She was surprised by it at first but she did end up swallowing it.
Looking a little left out Breanne said “Daddy I love the softness of another woman but nothing can satisfy me like your big meat.”
“Awe thanks sweetie, I’m not quite ready right now but I promise you can have the next go.”
“Yay, ok Daddy, me and Paige will go wash up; we will be back in a few minutes.”
They went into the bathroom and started showering together. As I heard the shower turn on I reflected back on the last week. I went from having a saggy old wife to having two 18 year old bombshells who craved my cock! This was every man’s fantasy how could it possibly get any better
After about 20 minutes they came out of the shower completely nude. Paige said “Daddy among other things we did in the shower.” She smiled at Breanne before continuing “we talked about our deepest fantasies, and what would really make us horny, and we decided we want you to treat us like your sex slaves. Don’t get too carried away of course but lay down some rules for us to abide by.”
I looked at Breanne, she smiled and nodded.
“Well, you girls put me on the spot but I can think of a few.” I smiled “first of all no clothes allowed unless we are going out somewhere, 2nd you have to do any sexual act I want you to do whenever I want it and 3rd you girls must exercise a lot and diet; I want you to get even sexier than you already are. That’s all I can think of at the moment.”
Breanne touched Paige’s stomach with her finger and made a hissing sound. “Well I don’t think we can get much sexier Dad.” She laughed “But we are down with those other rules.”
“Yeah, who needs clothes in this heat and I don’t think you will get any problems from us and sexual acts.”
Paige smiled “But enough talking let’s get down to action.”
Breanne got on my dick and started fucking it. Paige got on top of my upper body and started kissing me passionately. She raised her ass up and from behind Breanne leaned forward and started eating out her pussy.
After fucking for hours in many different positions we went to sleep. I had a girl on each side of me; I put my arms around them and they hugged me close.
The next morning I woke up. I started stroking the girls’ backs when Breanne sat up.
“Quite the night yesterday eh kiddo” I asked
“Yeah Daddy, I’m so excited. Just think we got the whole summer ahead of us to fuck.”
“I’m pretty excited myself sweetheart, do me a favor and go get the mail.”
“Sure Daddy.” She got up and I gave her a smack on the ass as she left. She went outside naked and fetched the mail from the mailbox. An old man saw her from across the street and nearly passed out. Breanne simply waived to him. As she was outside Paige woke up.
“Good morning baby.”
“Good morning Daddy.”
Breanne came back and handed me the mail. There were 2 letters. One was from my Wife. I opened it and it said that her mother had gotten a bit better but she was in for a long road to recovery and she would have to stay with her mother for at least a couple more months. I shared the good news with the girls and they were as ecstatic as I was. Not that the old lady was getting better but that we would have a few more months to fuck as much as we wanted.
The second letter was from RiverRidge School. It was an expensive all girl’s school in London that we had sent my younger daughter Kayleigh. It said that there had been an earthquake in London and that the school had been partially ruined and was evacuated immediately. I was extremely worried but it later stated that it was at night when the girl’s were in their dorms which were not located in the school. Due to the quake the girls must return home. My worry soon turned to excitement. I had not seen my daughter since she was 13 due to the expensive plane tickets. Now she was 16. She was very cute and beautiful then; she must have developed into a sexy young woman by now. She could potentially be another young hot pussy for me to fuck. I told the girls this news and they were downright giddy. Breanne turned to me and said “don’t worry Dad, we’ll show lil’ sis the ropes.”

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Training Sprite

As I sat in the front room of my house listening to the random and albeit annoying noise of the other occupants of my house I let my mind wander deep in to the depraved catacombs of my mind. My name is Alistair, Alistar Monty. I can’t say that I had a rough childhood but I can’t exactly say it was pleasant either. I’m currently 21 and still living at home with my Grandmother Mother and autistic brother. That in and of itself leaves a sour taste in my mouth let alone the fact that my house is a religious hot spot for every zealot there is with in a 30 miles. I stand 6′ misc” with broad shoulders that make it hard to find dress shirts that fit just right. I have a great interest in martial arts, having read and understand the theory of many different arts. Enough of the bland vanilla things though. I am a Master and I’m relatively new to the entire practice of Master and slave. Not to say that I’m new to the idea or fetish. Both of those I have been interested in since the tender age of a bout nine. One major thing about me though. My kindergartener teacher sucked and never taught me to share. Over body, over ability, over anything a slave has to offer. I value loyalty. Just something that came by after an almost blood brother and sparing partner decided to Take the woman I loved beyond anything I had ever love. And fuck her brains out behind my back. So after months of searching and finding ‘two days’ (women that agree and disappear after two days) I came in contact with an old friend. We talked for a little while and then I asked her ‘do you want to be my slave.’ well she said ‘YES!’
my slave Loretta who I affectionately call Sprite. Is about 5’4” tall with a lithe and slim figure beautiful A cup breasts that screamed to be teased and tortured. A nicely shaped and formed ass, a pair of thin lips that God (when he wasn’t fucking with the innocent people) must have taken years to craft. All of this comes with a dominant attitude and pair of beautiful legs. Sexy right? I think so to. The only downside? She lives with a 31 year old who works her as if he owns her lock stock and soul. I could be bias and hell I’ll admit I am bias but that old fuck can go and croak in my opinion. Though I try not to express this to her. I’m fairly sure she knows my views on him. From what I hear of him he flys off the handle bars, loud, obnoxious, rude, controlling, and just an overall dick. What scares me the most though is that he sounds like me. Any who with all of that aside and your basic intro to the inner workings of me. My mind slowly drifts back to reality as my Grandmother chatters away at me about something to do with her three seater sofa. The last words I register are “so you can take it and make it a two seater?” Only now realizing the shit that I have gotten myself into as I set body to autopilot and cursing my self for doing so in a space with in 50 feet of my family. Sighing inwardly I nod and smile up at her spouting off
“of course Grandma who do you think I am?”
Knowing that its probably not a worse task than designing your own lift for suspension bondage. Out of the peripheral of my half aware state I hear some fashion of an elderly squeal that sounds more like a dying klaxon alarm than any expression of joy. Being the only capable human in the house intitled me to such fun tasks as anything from changing remote batteries to turning a three seater reclining sofa into a two seater reclining love seater. Hooray for me, not really. Between taking 5 college classes being the only one who brings in money to the house and them. I barely had time to breath, but I always made time for her. For my Sprite and my my look at the time it was about time for me to go see her and give her a lesson I’ve been waiting to give her. Sprite has always had an interest in being a slave. We tried it once; kinda, when she was younger but it didn’t quite work out. Turns out unless you strap a 16yearold to a wooden x and face fuck them into submission they don’t tend to listen to you. Well now shes older and we are trying again.
The drive is always the hardest for me. The throbbing boner, the nervous stomach that threatens to present itself all over the sidewalk, the awkward silence as I drive not even listening to the radio let alone have the radio on. Finally I get to where we decided to meet up. I had reserved a room at a motel 6. I know not exactly classy or great but its all I can afford on $10 part time with literally half my check going to my ‘house.’ I had set up a pass code with the manager so that Sprite could get a key. She should be waiting for me in the room. She always had some sort of surprise planned for me. I loved that. Our first meeting I walked in to find her lying naked facing me on top of the bed. Her eyes screaming silently “RAPE ME MY MASTER MAKE ME YOUR BITCH SLAVE!!!!!!!” and I had done just that. And quite adequately for a virgin at the time. To this day her eyes shone with the same awe and passion as they did the first time. I think that is what excited me the most about her. Parking my 1990 Carola I climb out of the front seat and stretch a little. Getting my usual looks of ‘how did he fit in there?’ Ignoring them I walked over to the managers window and gave the dry and dreary attendant the pass code. To which I was presented my key. Room 206 top corner unit. After the first time I learned to limit the number of people around us. A sly look from the attendant gave it away that the first time we were lucky that Alfred (the man she was living with) didn’t hear her screaming ‘FUCK ME MASTER!’
I slowly slide the key into the hole. Noting the foreshadowing for what was about to happen that existed in this simple and daily exercise. Slowly swinging open the plywood door. Watching the edge travel in its predestined arc revealing more of the land beyond its square arch with ever inch it traveled. There in the middle of the room knelt my prize. Something I spent every night fantasizing about. Though this was a first. No surprise, she always had a surprise for me, today must have been extremely hard to get away from Alfred. I felt a little anger spur inside of me at the idea that he and his family watched her like a hawk as if she were some psycho serial killer waiting to break lose of her facilities and start a rampage. That wasn’t and isn’t the Sprite I know. The tender loving, compassionate, and kind side that so few people got to see. Pushing my feelings about Alfey out of my mind to keep them form souring my sweet treat before me I strode over to sprite. Letting the lightly door close with a small breeze.
Sprite knelt in front of me, sitting on her heels. Her knees roughly two feet apart so as not to obstruct her beautiful looking shaven pussy. Her arms where folded behind her back fingers touching her elbows so as to accentuate her chest and torso. Her beautiful pink nickle sized nipple stood erect and hard showing that her mind was at work playing scenarios of what was going to happen today. Along with hard nipples always came a soaked pussy. I half glided around her as if she where a lioness I captured on safari. She was my Sprite my nimble quarry and I planned to have my utmost fun with her.
Silently I crouched down behind her whispering softly in my deep voice.
“I missed you Sprite.” kissing her ear gently
“I missed you to my Master” she did her best to suppress a shiver.
I could tell that she was aching between her legs and needed relief. That was something that I planned to give her after mass amounts of teasing and training. I stood up and walked to her front. Without being prompted she moved from her position knowing exactly what I wanted. She undid my belt and button then unzipped my pants letting them fall to the ground. A sigh of relief came from me as my hard no longer pressed against the harsh inside of the zipper. Even though my boxer briefs the zipper stabbed and raked at the head of my cock. Sprite gently tugged my undergarment down letting it fall ontop of my pants. My throbbing manhood completely exposed to her now. She gently reached up not able to stop her fascination with pleasing me. I encouraged her to act on her own as long as she wasn’t in punishment or breaking the rules. Her soft hands gently slid across my underside and balls. The lust boiling behind her eyes. I could see her want her need to have me jammed in any hole I wanted. Exactly the look I loved. Sprite gripped my shaft and began stroking my cock. She knew I had been saving up for a few days. I’m not sure but I’m almost positive she loves to make me cum. A very good trait for a slave in my book. Her fingers rubbed from base to head with a gentle grip. Her wrist giving a little flick at the end making me twitch a little each time. As her one hand worked my shaft and head the other wasted no time gathering her own juice on her finger tips. I saw this and raised an eyebrow. Sprite had been instructed not to cum until I approved. Which had proven difficult for her since Alfey loves to fuck her as much as I do. Sprite smiles mischievously as she takes her dripping fingers and applies her juices to my balls. I feel myself relax gently against the slick feeling of her hand fondling my sac. I look down at her and see her passion as she stares down the length of my cock. Sprite had never found the taste of a man pleasing. Something I planned to change. I saw her try to work up the courage to take me into her mouth. Fearful that she might mess up. I stroked her hair. Something I did as a reassurance more than a command. Sprite smiled at me and switched hands. The drying juices produced a rather kinky sticky texture to which excited my throbbing need even more. The lack of release over the past few days in addition to teasing her constantly when ever I could made me very sensitive to her expert technique. Tensing stiff I managed to prolong my inevitable eruption only a few strokes longer. Under her masterful hands there was no way I could hold myself back. Sprite hated things on her face other than water so she quickly jerked down. Earning a wince from me at the sudden force.
Sprite whimpered now having been covered in my thick jizzim, having been horny since the word go, and knowing she was in for punishment. I smirked evilly as I she looked up at me.
“open your mouth Sprite”
Hesitating for a split second she did so sticking out her tongue. Part of today’s training was really more of a psychological one. Associating pleasure/’good’ with cum. Namely a good taste with cum. With out risking to much to fast I wiped a small amount from her left nipple as it threatened to fall to the floor. The humiliation of licking my cum from the floor/sheets would have to come after she craved the taste. I gently pressed the cum to the center of her tongue. A good spot to start since mentally she knows its there however the miracle of the tongue is that its devised up into different sections each specifically assigned to a single sensation. Sweet, bitter, salty, umame (savory/earthy) and sour. With 80%of the tongue dedicated to salty. However the center of the tongue is used for virtually no specific taste.
“close your mouth Sprite” I commanded
Doing so she looked down. I could see that she was contemplating what to think of what I placed in her mouth. I smiled to myself as her gaze was shifted away from me. It was working. I frowned as her gaze shifted back up to me. I looked into her eyes and saw what I was looking for. The single light of ‘this isn’t bad’ giving her a smile to reinforce the though I saw it balloon a little.
“stand and bend over slave” she did so realizing that she was still in punishment.
My eyes traveled over her bent over form. The beautiful curves that her ass made as each cheek flowed into gorgeous thighs. There it was. She hadn’t forgotten my surprise.
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A party I won’t forget

Lucas’ family is having a Christmas party for all the kids. Each of his close cousins will sleep over at his house for Christmas Eve. Courtney, Lucas’ favourite cousin still looks at him as a kid. They are force to spend the night together which makes Lucas decide whether he shall remain a kid or become a man.

The Ass Bandit

Lance – the man of the house
Tiffany – the horny drunk chick
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Tiffany called me at work one Friday and told me she was drunk and in the mood. After several minutes of conversation that, luckily, hadn’t erupted into an argument, Tiffany mentioned something that immediately brought me to attention: baby oil and ass-fucking. I’d been waiting for another chance with this girl, especially the chance to fuck her ass, and her current state certainly worked in my favor. In addition, her guy was out of town with their son for the weekend. Damn, I’m one lucky son of a bitch.
“I’ll be there in half an hour,” I said.
“Whatever,” Tiffany responded. “You talk a lot of junk, so we’ll see what happens.”
“I’m leaving now.”
I hung up the phone and turned to my co-worker. She’d heard at least my end of the conversation, nothing too revealing, but she was well aware of what I was talking my way into. I asked her if she could handle things if I left, and she told me to go ahead and take care of my booty call.
About thirty minutes later, we met a block from her house, beside an abandoned shipping warehouse, and I got into her car. She drove us to her place, and I was amazed at how much she actually had been drinking. This girl was trashed. Between the seats was a cup of vodka and cranberry juice, which explained why she was so wasted.
We exited the car after she parked it on her front lawn. As we entered the house, I got a good look at the place (I can see rather well in low-light situations).
“Quaint,” I said.
“Quaint? What does that mean?” (See what I meant about arguments?)
“I didn’t mean that in a sarcastic manner. The place is nice, cozy. It wasn’t an insult.”
“Oh, well whatever.”
“Where do you want to sit?” I didn’t really care, but it wasn’t my house, so I asked anyway.
She dropped onto the couch and put her drink on a table at one end. I sat beside her, and for some stupid reason I began to chat about work and other unrelated items; at one point, I did ask her how long her family would be gone. She got up at one point to re-fill her cup, and when she returned her mind was not at all on small talk.
“So,” she began, “are we gonna do this or what?”
Finally, the go-ahead was given. I leaned over and started kissing her neck, pushing her waterfall of thick hair back so I could reach flesh. Being drunk AND horny helped get things going quickly, and I soon had her shirt off and her bra immediately followed.
Tiffany had a set of massive boobs, each nearly twice as large as my head. The magic of the situation is they didn’t sag at all, despite their enormity. I’ve never been a boob-man, but they were so awesome that even I was impressed by them, and once they were freed from their lacy prison I showed my appreciation of what she had to offer.
I kissed down the slope of her left and into the crevasse between them and took a deep breath. She always smelled good, and I could still make out her scent over the smell of alcohol. Reaching up I caressed with both of my hands, each having plenty of space to explore. My mouth joined my left hand when I took her nipple in and my tongue made several circles around the tip before I applied suction and squeezed with each hand simultaneously.
Tiffany gasped and then let out a soft moan. She fell back against the arm of the couch and I followed, my lips still attached to her nipple. She ran her hands through my hair (this was years ago, before I shaved my head), tightened her fingers around the entwined strandes and pressed my face hard into her chest. Without releasing her grip, she motioned me to her other nipple, which I was happy to devote attention to.
As I continued my work, I let a hand drift down, under the waistband of her pants, and inside her thongs. I spread her hairless pussy lips and begain stroking her clit. Her continuing moans and short breaths indicated her heightened arousal, and I kept rubbing with my fingers and sucking with my lips.
“Are you ready for something bigger?” I asked Tiffany without slowing my manual manipulation of her clit.
“Mmmm, yeah,” she replied.
I got up and began removing my clothes. Tiffany stood and slid her pants and thongs down at once, then sat down on the opposite end of the couch and stretched out with her hands above her head.
I crouched on the cushions and began kissing her smooth legs, before lifting them and positioning myself with her legs over my shoulders. My cock entered her slowly and she arched her back and buried her head in a nearby pillow. Her pussy muscles gripping my cock felt great, but our action didn’t last too long before the cushions started slipping underneath us.
After a minute or so, I got annoyed with this.
“This isn’t going to work,” I said in a somewhat irritated tone. “Where’s the baby oil?”
Tiffany looked up at me briefly, her dazed and drunken stare slowly fading, and pointed in the direction of her kitchen. “It’s on the kitchen table,” she said.
“I’ll get it”
“I need another drink anyway,” she said as she reached for her cup.
I almost took offense to the drink comment, as if she needed to be blitzed to fuck me, but I quickly re-assessed the situation and knew it wasn’t me she needed vodka for. She wanted to be drunk so fucking around on Lance didn’t register, and maybe she wouldn’t remember the session with too much clarity.
I returned with the baby oil bottle in my hand and she took it from me after putting down her drink. Tiffany sat on the center cushion and squirted some of the oil in the palm of her hand and put aside the bottle. She rubbed her hands together briefly and began stroking my cock, oiling it from head to base thoroughly. Damn, she was good with her hands.
“Now what?” she asked without looking up from my glistening cock.
“Get on your knees,” I ordered. Something about the tone in my voice struck me as odd, as I am not accustomed to ordering anyone to do anything.
Tiffany climbed onto the cushions and leaned over the back of the couch, and I stepped up behind her with my cock ready for her tightest spot. She reached back and positioned me at the opening of her ass, and waited a moment before releasing me from her slippery grip.
“Go ahead,” she said as she lowered her head.
I slowly pushed into her ass and then reached around to continue what I’d started with my fingers in her pussy. After a few minutes, I stood straight, put both hands on her hips, and began thrusting in and out of her ass at a rapid pace. Tiffany’s breathing got heavier as I repeatedly filled her with cock and pulled back again.
After what seemed like fifteen minutes, she pulled away from me, letting my cock plop out of her ass and dangle in the air, pointing toward her. Most girls I’ve known can only take being buttfucked for five minutes or so, and she’d gone at least three times that already, so I assumed she’d had enough.
She surprised me by turning around, sitting down in front of me, and inhaling half my cock. She sucked me off for a minute or so and then resumed her position over the couch. I proceeded to re-enter her ass and began pounding her hard, my cock going so deep my balls brushed her pussy lips.
We continued our grunting and moaning with me ramming her ass for at least an hour (the clock was at an odd angle) before she again pulled off me.
“How do you want to finish?” she asked.
“Get on the floor.”
Tiffany got on the floor, lying face-down, and I straddled her hips. Again, I slid my cock into her ass until it felt like I might pop out of her mouth. Several more minutes passed, and my breathing began to quicken.
“Don’t come in me,” she said.
I wondered why, considering where I was fucking her (no fear of getting pregnant there), but it was her only request that night, and I was plugging her ass with cock. As my orgasm began, I pulled out of her ass and shot my load over her shoulder, where it splattered across the floor; luckily, it was hard wood and not carpet.
“That was incredible,” Tiffany said between breaths.
We both got up and cleaned ourselves off. I got dressed, and she put on a long night shirt and a pair of jogging pants. We drove around the corner to get my car, and when I pulled into her yard she came over and leaned into my window.
“Don’t leave. I don’t want to be alone.”
Wow! Coming from this girl, that was a major statement. She was hard-nosed and often insensitive, so the vodka definitely had an effect on her. Despite the fact that I’d just worn her ass out (literally), I felt bad about taking advantage of a drunk girl. Okay, it’s a stretch considering I just fucked another man’s wife in their house; hey, at least I didn’t fuck her in their bed.
I told her I couldn’t stay, that I had to get home to my family and be ready for work in the morning. We had a parting kiss, and I raced home.
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The next morning, at around lunch time, Tiffany called me at work. I asked her how she felt.
“I’m a little sore,” she said.
“You’re not sitting, are you?”
“No, I’m leaning on one hip. What happened last night? I can’t remember it all.”
“We had sex.”
“No, that wasn’t sex. That was FUCKING. Sex isn’t that intense.”
“Okay, we fucked.”
“What did we do?”
I proceeded to describe the events, and once I got to her sucking my cock after it had just been in her ass, she stopped me.
“I don’t want to hear anymore.”
“But that’s not all.”
“I don’t care. You didn’t shoot off in my hair, did you?”
“Hey, I wasn’t aiming for your hair, but you did tell me not to get any in you.”
The rest of my day at work was spent with a smile on my face, as I replayed the entire session and envisioned her shaking her head in disbelief over what she’d let me do to her.

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“Hello” I answer the phone in a breathless whisper. Silence… my heart hammers waiting to hear the voice I knows is on the other end. “Come to my house” his husky voice purrs into my ear. I am quiet; my stomach does a nervous flicker. “Now” he growls in his deep manly voice, silently daring me to tell him no. I know I don’t deny him, he knows I don’t deny him. “I’m on my way” I whisper. Another growl, “bra & panties” and he ends the call.
I fling the covers off of my sleep warmed skin and grab a set of lingerie that I hope he won’t rip to shreds. Although the thought of the pink flowered lace being torn from my body speeds my flight to his house. I rev my car’s engine and tune into some seductive music to keep the mood he put me into, Alicia Keyes sings about the things he and I do together. A glance at the dashboard clock confirms my insanity, 2:06am.
I approach the front door and it swings open. He is barefoot, in jeans slung low on his hips, a snug black shirt stretches across his massive chest. My mouth waters as my fingers itch to reach out and touch him. He stares into my eyes then takes in my whole appearance. My auburn hair is tousled from sleep but still seductive and sexy. My dark eyelashes sweep downward in feigned shyness. Lips full, wet and pouting smirk at him, taunting him constantly. The zipper on my jacket shows just the slightest swell of my breasts underneath. He knew I’d have on a bra merely because he told me too. Tight black leggings run down my hips and legs to tiny ballet slippers. I was there finally, within his reach, at his command. God I intoxicated him, that power thrilled me. I make eye contact again and lick my lips. He needs to devour me right then but only pulls me gently closer. “Breath” we both think but both have our breath held. He pushes his nose right underneath my ear and breathes in the scent of me. I always smell sensual and spicy to him, but what he breathes in now is more heat than scent. I tremble and my stomach clutches, eager but tense. His nearness brings out a weakness in me, a willingness I am not accustomed to feeling. He knows how he makes me feel; he revels in this new found power.
He takes me by the hand and pulls me in the door. A small orange lamp cast off eerie shadows and it is so hushed. He turns and puts a finger to my lips. I know his roommate is home so I take his finger in my mouth and suck on it, nibble it softly. The quietest moan escapes his lips. My eyes are triumphant. He grabs my upper arms and pushes me back towards his room. I fight the weakness in my knees and go silently as he directs me. The ebb and flow of control between the two of us is like a choreographed dance.
One lone candle burns in the corner, barely fluttering a flame. I smile at the pallet he’s made out on the floor. He knows how much I like it that way. The door barely latches and he spins me around and, drives me against the wall. Hands splayed out on the wall, my breasts pushed up against the hard surface. His breath on my neck searing and fierce “Spread your legs”. Before I can even comply he jerks down my leggings and tosses them aside. His hands hasten back up my legs smiling as they drag across the panties I wear, wear for him. His voice is back in my ear “My dirty girl did as she was told”, his breath hot on my neck, and he inhales deeply. His foot shoves my legs apart and his chest shoves into my back crushing me to the wall. I struggle for breath as his hand dives down the front of my panties. “My pussy is wet” he growls into my neck. Speechless, all I can do is nod. “Tell me” he demands. “Yes, yes your pussy is wet, you make it so wet” I groan. He pulls my hips toward him and I grind my ass back into him feeling the hardness of his cock through his jeans. He turns me around and spreads his hands across my breasts. One hand runs up my chest to my throat and his hand just barely squeezes then clamps down on my mouth. His thumb caresses my check while his fingers grip like steel. His other hand starts to unzip my jacket. I look him right in the eyes. I try to taunt him with my eyes, but he can feel my trembling body betray me. He knows he has the upper hand for a while longer. The jacket slides off and I arch my back and run my hands across his expansive shoulders then pull his shirt off. The sight of his body builds the desire in me. Candlelight flickers over our skin. His muscles swell and quiver in restraint. He tamps down the urge to consume me again; I can see him clinch his fists. His body is that of a Greek god. Massive shoulders, enormous arms, tight abs run down to powerful thighs. My hands explore over him wanting more. He is my greatest weakness, my greatest desire. I murmur his name and he closes his eyes to remain in control. He takes a deep breath and gains focus again. I try to resist as he presses down on my shoulders, I leans in to kiss him but he jerks my hair and pulls my head back. He looks into my eyes brings his lips next to mine, but denies me. I ache for his kiss and yet I wonder what it cost him to deny himself as well. One of his hands fisted in my hair, the other pushes down on my shoulder and my knees buckle. I look up at him smiling at how sexy his body is in the light of the flame. Knowing what is expected I rub my mouth across the tight jeans where his cock is stiff and waiting for my mouth. I slowly unbutton the jeans and his hands release me. I enjoy this moment when he relaxes and turns control over to me. We have danced this dance before; we both know the steps. My mouth waters thinking of that first taste of precum I can suck from him. He smirks as his jeans come off. “Give me your hands” he demands. Puzzled I look at him. This is new. “Now” he growls. I submit and raise both my hands up to him. He grasps both my wrist in one hand and holds them up against the wall. His other hand goes to my mouth, those lips that drive him crazy. “You want my cock in your mouth?” I nod. “Say it” he snarls. “Please let me suck your cock. I want it in my mouth” I breathlessly tell him. I nuzzle my face up against him.
Suddenly my head jolts back and I look up at him. He smirks down at me. I am on my knees in front of him, pretty pink bra covering the swell of my breasts, hiding those delicious nipples he tortures for me and those lacy pink panties wrapped around my hips, covering my dripping pussy; his pussy. His hand tightly holding my wrists; I blink up at him confused. “Tell me you are mine” he says. “I am yours, I belong to you” I whimper my heart pounding with confusion and desire. “Then clean me up” he tells my. I can smell pussy on his cock. I run my tongue along his balls and taste the cum of another woman. Pulling one ball into my mouth I taste her on him. “Open your mouth” and he drives his rigid cock all the way to the back of my throat. I gag and try to move back but his hand holds my head in place. “Spit on it” he demands. Mercifully he releases my wrists. I grab his cock and spit on the head of it and he drives it down my throat. His balls are cupped in my hand while I swallow his cock. I lick and suck all over his cock and balls until there isn’t a trace of another woman on them.
He tells me to lie down on the pallet, and I comply. I arch my back and caress my own breasts through the pink lace as I spread my legs inviting him to me. He lowers himself over me moaning my name. I lay back and relish in his hands roaming roughly over my skin. He grips my arms and pulls me to him and delves his tongue down into my mouth. It feels like eternity as he probes my mouth bruising my lips with his passion. I can feel his hard cock rubbing my thigh. His fingers deftly undo my bra and it disappears. My voice moans “Yes, yes harder, touch me harder”. Thoughts of hurting me leave his mind, as his hands grip my body tight. My skin flushes in the candlelight; I arch my back and plead for more. The rip of the lace panties almost makes me cum. He quickly discards them and plunges his fingers into my wet pussy. I see spots and dizziness washes over me, so tremendous does his fingers feel inside me, his thumb rubbing my clit. “Please” I beg “Please fuck me” as I grind down onto his hand. The quickness of his movements takes my breath away. He is deep inside me thrusting without kindness. His grip on my thighs is excruciating but it is driving me closer and closer to the edge. “Cum for me baby” he demands of me. “Look at me, look me in the eyes when I make you cum” and I do as he tells me. My eyes are dark with obsession and longing. I feel the pleasure build and flood through me with his every plunge until I explode. He slams his hand over my mouth to stifle my cry so his roommate doesn’t hear. He whispers my name softly over and over. He delights in feeling my pussy squeeze around his cock, my cum pouring out of me.
Rolling over on top of him, I guide his cock inside me and rotate my hips the way he hungers for so greatly. I know the tides have turned a bit and I smile down at him. He seizes my waist and I bite my lip to keep from crying out. Grinding and twisting my hips pushing his cock all the way up in my pussy, abusing my cervix. I am on top of him, my knees by his sides. His cock grinds on my g-spot with perfection. A flooding orgasm rocks through me unexpectedly and I collapse on his chest. “My sweet little slut cums so hard doesn’t she?” he asks me. I nod “Tell me” he demands. “I cum so hard for you, I’m yours, I cum for you” I sigh.
“Turn around” he says. I get on all fours exposing my dripping pussy and ass to him. His tongue runs along my pussy with one long stoke and flicks my swollen clit. “Yes” I moan and say his name over and over. He rubs his hard cock over my soaked pussy, teasing it along my ass. I tense and arch my back anticipating. “Tell me” he insists. I know what he commands; this taboo act between the two of us. “That’s just your ass, simply for you, only you fuck my ass. You can fuck my ass anytime you want to, only you”. He smiles behind me, groans; he takes a deep breath and plunges into my ass. I take all of it clutching at the blankets with my hands, so great is the ache as well as the satisfaction. My head swims with the feeling of him inside me. He moves faster, harder, gripping my hips ruthlessly. He explodes inside my ass growling and seizing me, panting my name. Exhausted from his night of multiple partners, he collapses on top of me. I am dizzy and my body hums from pleasure and pain. Rolling over he gathers me up in his arms. We lay facing each other, breathing slowly, lips barely touching, soft whispers and moans. Reluctantly I try to pull away but he holds me tight. “Stay” he tells me. I always do as he tells me. He tucks a blanket around me, and I rest my head on his shoulder. He whispers my name as I fall asleep.

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