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Three Easy Steps to Sodomize a Cheerleader

Do you want to know the secret to winning a woman’s heart?
It’s not about six pack abs or the size of your biceps. It’s about making her believe that you are exactly what she’s been looking for. You are her one shot at fulfillment and the only thing she’ll ever need.
You need to make sure she knows that you will become everything she has ever wanted, as soon as she bends over.

Jessica’s Birthday Party

Jessica awakes to find that the day she has waited for all her life her 18th birthday and the day she will “Meat” her destiny, over the coals.

The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
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Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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My amazing day

I spent the hottest day of the summer sitting by my pool with my friend Kate. We spent the afternoon working on our tans and talking about nothing in particular.
At some point, I had noticed the curtains in one of the windows was pulled back slightly.
“Don’t look now Kate, but I think my brother is watching you.”
She raised her eyebrows slightly and peered up at the window.
“Oh my God! What’s with him? Not only is he weird, but he’s a total perv!”
“Hey that’s my brother! He’s not a perv, and I love him!”
“Oh really”
“ Just because he’s checking you out from the window doesen’t make him a pervert. I mean, your tits are practically falling out of your top! He’s not doing anything that any other guy wouldn’t do if they had the chance.”
“That’s true. I mean what guy who has a girlfriend in his house wouldn’t want to check these out!”
We both laughed.
“Well, since he went to all the trouble to spy, I may as well give him something to look at.”
She slowly removed her top and threw it on the ground. Her tits stood proudly on her chest. Even I have to admit that Kate has a great rack, and she knows it.
“Jesus Kate, put those things away. Someone could get hurt.”
“Oh c’mon Sue, What’s the big deal? I really don’t want tan lines anyway, and besides, if your brother’s gonna sit in the window and whack it, we might as well give him something to look at.!”
“Uuuugh that’s my brother.”
“Yea well like you said, he’s still a guy!”
Kate spent the next few minutes trying to position herself in the most flattering position possible. She probably wouldn’t admit to it, but she enjoyed the fact that my brother was checking her out from the window, no matter how weird he was. Kate was always the kind of girl that needed all the attention focused on her, and would usually make sure that it was, no matter what.
“So what’s the deal with your brother anyway?”
“What do you mean?”
“Are you serious about your relationship”
“yes! I am. We two are planning to move out soon.”
“I don’t think your brother is serious”
“What do you mean kate?”
“Well! He’s just using you for sex. You are nice, hot,good looking young women with a good body. What more can he ask for”
“I don’t think so. He really loves him”
“Oh yeah! Let me go and ask him
She ignored me and headed off into the house. Even though we’re close, he’s still my brother, and the last thing I wanted was Kate embarrassing him somehow. I wanted to get up and follow her inside, but I thought that it would be better not to make a big scene. I didn’t want my brother to think that I somehow had anything to do with Kate’s plan to ask about our relationship.
Quite some time had passed, and I started wondering what was going on. I decided to go in and check, all the while imagining Kate outside my brother’s locked door, badgering him about his sexuality.
I hurried inside and up the stairs. I could hear Kate talking, and as I turned the corner I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Kate had my brother against the wall. Her one hand was wrapped around the back of his head. She was pressed against him tightly so her tits were spilling out between them. His pants were undone, and Kate had his cock in her other hand. She was talking to him quietly, as she pumped his big cock. She held it close to her belly as her hand quickly ran up and down the length of what must have been about seven inches. I remembered briefly thinking how I couldn’t believe that my brother was so well hung. I stood speechless for a few seconds, as they were unaware that I was watching them.
“C’mon.” Kate said as she jerked his cock. “I know you want to cum. Let me see what this thing can do.”
He closed his eyes tightly and threw his head back.
“That’s it. Cum for me like you imagined when you were watching me out the window. Cover me in cum baby.”
All of a sudden my brother groaned and his cock exploded. I watched as his cock twitched in her hand. Kate stepped back a little, and moaned as loads of my brothers cum covered her tits and belly. The first few blasts even hit her square in the chin. For a minute there, I didn’t think it would ever stop coming out.
My brother was breathing heavily, and Kate pulled his head into her shoulder, squeezing them close together again. I watched as my brothers cum ran down between them, soaking the band of Kate’s bikini bottoms.
I watched as his cock twitched in her hand. Kate stepped back a little, and moaned as loads of my brothers cum covered her tits and belly. The first few blasts even hit her square in the chin. For a minute there, I didn’t think it would ever stop coming out.
My brother was breathing heavily, and Kate pulled his head into her shoulder, squeezing them close together again. I watched as my brothers cum ran down between them, soaking the band of Kate’s bikini bottoms.
“Sue!”
My brother looked like a deer caught in the headlights. He quickly pushed Kate away from him and ran in his room, locking the door.
“What the fuck is going on Kate?”
“Nothing.”
“What the fuck do you mean nothing? I just saw the whole thing!”
“So then what are you asking me for?”
“Why the fuck did you do that?”
“What’s the big deal?”
“He’s my love!”
“So he’s a big boy. Nobody forced him to do anything. Besides, he’s got a nice cock.”
“Uuugh. What the hell are you trying to prove?”
“I wasn’t trying to prove anything.”
“I swear, you better not say a word to anyone about this.”
“Yea Sue sure. Like I’d go around telling everybody I jerked off a weirdo.”
“Fuck you Kate! You know what, I think you’d better go.”
“Fine, but I don’t see what you’re so uptight about.”
“I’m sure he’s really grateful that you think he’s a freak!”
She didn’t say anything. She slowly looked down and covered up her breasts with her arms, turned around and walked away. I heard her get her things out back and leave through the gate.
I decided to try and talk to my brother.I knocked on his door, but he didn’t answer. Finally, I just let myself in. He glanced up at me quickly, and then down at the floor.
“Hey.”
No response.
“I uuh. Look, I’m sorry about what happened. It’s just that Kate…Well Kate, she’s…”
“How can you let her touch you.Dont you know how much you mean to me? “
“I tried to stop kate. But she didn’t listen”
“And you let her touch you. Damn! Why boys are so fuckin bastards.
“Please sue. Am sorry. Please forgive me”.
I’m just a fucking bitch who loves you, who cares about you. I can’t believe you betrayed me ! You love my body, not me. Thanks for everything.
I ran into my own room and locked the door. My head was spinning, and I felt like I wanted to cry. I laid on my bed for hours, with thoughts of my brother running through my head. I could hear him moving around the house, and it made me feel bad. I knew I couldn’t be near him ever again.
I started to get tired. I closed my eyes and tried to forget about everything. I wished I could just go back in time and avoid all of this. My stomach was a giant knot, as the events of the day ran through my head. I started to focus on Kate and my brother. I could see her hand pumping his cock, and his cum soaking her. I wondered if he was thinking of me. I remembered the way he looked at me in his room. His eyes piercing through me. I realized, as disgusted as I was by the whole thing, he was still my love. I didn’t want to hate him. I didn’t want him to hate me. I decided to go and talk to him.
I got out of bed and walked to his room. I couldn’t hear anything inside, so I opened the door. The room was dark, but I could see him sleeping in his bed. I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. I watched him sleep. He looked so innocent. I brushed the hair from his face and he stirred. I wanted to cry, as I thought about how hard this must be for him. I mean, I’m sure he didn’t ask for this. I can’t imagine being in love with someone for so long, and not being able to say anything to anyone. How did this happen? I wanted to wake him up and tell him it would be okay. I wanted to hug him and tell him I wasn’t mad.
I stood up, pulled his covers back, and slipped in next to him. I pressed myself against his back, and threw my arms around him, squeezing him tight. He adjusted himself to me, and then settled back down.
His skin felt warm, and my delicate body felt comfortable nestled against his strong back.
He turned around to face me, and sat up. I looked into his eyes, as they scanned me up and down.
“You’re still wearing your bathing suit.”
“Oh…yea…I guess I never changed.”
“Look I’m sorry.. I don’t want you to hate me. I couldn’t stand that”
“I don’t hate you. I’m sorry I acted the way I did. It’s not your fault. I love you. You’re my love and I can’t hate you.
He struggled for something to say.
“I’ll never let you down. I promise”
“It’s okay. I’m sure you will not do it again”
“ I just wanted you to know that I didn’t hate you. I should go back to my room now.”
“No. please just stay with me.
“I should go.” I insisted
“Yea okay, You’re probably right.”
He sank back down and slid himself away from me. I kicked my legs out of the bed and sat up. I didn’t really want to go. I wished I could just stay. I glanced back at him, and he averted his eyes from me.
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.”
“Today, with you and Kate…”
He rolled his eyes and sighed.
“She surprised me. I didn’t want that, but it was happening before I could stop it.”
“Have you ever done anything like that before?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean, have you ever…you know…been with anybody except me?”
He looked back down. “no.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know. It’s not like I have girls lined up outside my door.”
“That’s stupid. You are a good looking guy, you could have any girl.”
“Not any girl.”
“Well…uh…yea you know what I mean.”
“Yea.”
We were silent for a few minutes. I don’t know what came over me, but I stood up and undid my bikini top and let it fall to the floor. I turned around to face my brother. I slowly slid my bottoms down past my knees, around my ankles and stepped out of them. Neither one of us spoke as I slid back under the covers and nestled in close to my brother. I could feel his cock pressing against my tummy. It felt hot, and twitched as soon as it touched my skin. I moved closer to him.
“I think you could have any girl.”
We stared in each other’s eyes. I felt his hand reach out and rest on my side. I held my breath as he touched me for the first time. I could feel his hands trembling as he slid them slowly across my hips and side.
“Sis?”
“ I love you. I want to be a part of your life. I want to talk to you. If this is the only way, then I guess I’m okay with it. Besides, I think I was little jealous of Kate. “
“You don’t have to do this. I will love you no matter what.”
“I know, and I love you too. I want to do this.”
He pulled me close to him, and our lips met for the first time. He kissed me gently, and parted my lips with his tongue. I felt dizzy as we kissed. I became aware of his throbbing cock pressing against my belly. I wrapped my hand around it gently. My brother inhaled deeply as my hand made contact with it. It felt even bigger than it looked. I gently began to move my hand up and down his shaft. His hips began to buck, and he kissed me harder. I pushed him away.
“Slow down.” I whispered.
“Take your time and relax. Just go slow.”
He nodded apologetically.
I took both his hands and sat both of us up. I positioned myself so I was sitting between his legs. I wrapped my legs around him, and placed his hands on my body. I moved them around, touching every part of me. His cock sat straight up between us, and throbbed wildly. His pink head was glistening with fluid. His hands began to move on their own over my body. He gently caressed my breasts, carefully stroking and pinching my stiffening nipples. My pussy was getting wet as I gave in to the situation unfolding before me. I leaned in and we began to kiss again.
His hands were fondling my tits, and he began to kiss and bite my neck. I quickly grabbed his cock with both hands, and began to smear his sticky fluid up and down. It was absolutely gushing with fluids, and my hands slid easily up and down it’s length. I began to move faster, as he started to fuck my hands. I could feel it start to swell, and I knew he was going to cum soon. I pulled my self back and began to stroke his cock as fast as I could with one hand, while letting my other hand fondle his balls.
“You better give me as much as you gave Kate today.”
He grunted loudly, and soon I got what I asked for. The first stream shot straight into the air, and landed on my legs. I have never seen someone cum so much in my life. It lasted for at least a full minute, drenching us both in his cum.
My pussy aced to be touched, so I grabbed his hand and slipped it between my legs. I gently guided his fingers in a circle over my throbbing clit. I moaned as his fingers danced over my pussy. It wasn’t too long until I my first orgasm hit me. I bucked my hips against his probing fingers until I came.
I needed to taste his cock. I quickly threw him back and slid myself down. I licked it up and down, savoring the taste of it. I could barely fit the whole thing in my mouth as it began to grow to it’s full size again. In no time, I was pumping my face up and down the shaft of my brother’s cock, when I suddenly felt him grab me and pull me up. I knew what he wanted, so I spun myself around and rested my pussy on his face. It took a few minutes for him to find his “groove”, but he eventually found it, and ate my pussy to another glorious orgasm. Soon after, his cock exploded in my mouth, sending what felt like gallons of hot cum down my throat.
I needed to feel him inside me. Before his dick had a chance to get soft, I was sliding my self on top of it. It stretched me to the point where it almost hurt. Soon he was sliding in and out of me easily. We fucked for what seemed like hours, rocking my body with so many orgasms, I lost count. It was late by the time we fell asleep.
When I woke up next to my brother the next morning, and felt his hard cock pressed against my ass, and his strong arms holding me tightly, the only regret I had was that we wasted the whole day.

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Property of Devil’s Outlaws (Part 5)

Chapter 6: Hannah Learns the Value and Purpose of her Mouth
Unlike the other past two nights, Hannah fell asleep immediately after being placed on the bed and the gang allowed her to sleep well into the morning. By the time Tank woke her it was almost noon and the men could not wait any longer. There were about a dozen of them in the room and Hannah began whimpering in terror when she saw them.
“Rise and shine bitch, we got some cool shit planned for you today,” Tank stated, before tossing the same tiny daisy dukes and black bra down at the Asian. “Get dressed.”
“God please just stop, I can’t take anymore, I’m serious,” Hannah begged, burying her face into the bed sheets.
“Bitch what the fuck did I say about calling yourself ‘I’?” Tank snapped. “Do it one more fucking time and I’m gonna beat you till you’re black and blue. Now get dressed before you really make me angry.”
Hannah let out a frustrated cry but wisely sat up on the bed and grabbed the garments next to her. She quickly slipped into the absurd outfit and heard the excited mumbles from the men across the room. Tank snapped his fingers and ordered her to get down off the mattress. Her legs were wobbly as she stood with the towering heels still strapped to her ankles.
“On your hands and knees bitch, follow me,” Tank instructed, turning around and exiting the room.
Hannah felt the hotness in her cheeks as she followed the cruel biker down the hall and out into the parking lot, crawling after him the entire way. It took every ounce of her energy and then some. She had not eaten in more than 24 hours, and the only thing she’d had to drink during that span was about two liters of cum, piss, and snot from the bikers. Every part of her body ached so badly, especially her pussy and asshole.
When they got outside Hannah was once again forced onto Tank’s bike and the entire gang then emptied out onto the street. They drove for about ten minutes before pulling into the small parking lot of an old, rundown home. Awaiting there were two more Outlaws, who welcomed the men into the garage of the house.
“Well well look who the fuck it is,” one of the bikers chuckled, as he stared hungrily at Hannah. “You look tired bitch, long night?”
“What’s happening Russ,” Tank greeted his friend, as he stepped off his bike and forced Hannah to her hands and knees. “You guys ready? Where’s the iron?”
“Right here,” the other Outlaw replied, holding up a long metal rod with an emblem attached to the end.
“Cool, start heating it up,” the leader instructed.
Hannah watched with wide eyes as the first biker, Russ, grabbed a blowtorch from a nearby shelf and powered it on. He then immediately moved to his friend and held the scorching blue flame against the metal symbol for what seemed like an eternity to the Asian girl. Hannah was aware of what was about to happen to her, and with each passing minute she was growing more and more fearful. After about ten minutes the sign was so hot it was glowing red, at which point Tank gave the word that it was ready.
“Take your top off bitch,” Tank commanded the little Asian.
“No please, please don’t, please,” Hannah begged in sheer terror.
“Take your fucking top off right now slut,” the biker repeated, this time much more menacingly.
Hannah was shaking intensely as she unclasped her bra and removed it. She was on her knees and crossed her arms over her naked breasts while she looked at the Outlaw with the blazing iron. As he brought it closer to her, Hannah was finally able to make out the emblem at the end. It was a circle about 3-4 inches wide with the words “property of devil’s outlaws” written inside it in big capital letters. It was glowing red and Hannah whimpered as the evil biker held it in front of her face.
“Hold her,” Tank said to nobody in particular.
“Noooooooo!!” Hannah screamed, thrashing around wildly as four men quickly grabbed her arms and legs and held them firmly against the cold floor.
“Right there,” Tank instructed, pointing at the Asian’s back just below her right shoulder.
“No please don’t!! Please stop!!!” Hannah shrieked, frantically trying to escape from the men holding her.
Hannah could feel her heart racing out of control and was so frightened she was starting to hyperventilate. She’d never been so terrified in her life, not even when Big Joe had prepared to fuck her asshole last night. The thought of getting her skin badly burned was awful enough, but getting permanently marked by the appalling symbol was even worse. As she turned her head and watched the biker about to brand her, Hannah began crying hysterically.
“AAAAAAUUUUUGGGGHHHHH!!!” Hannah screamed horrifically, nearly breaking free from the four men as soon as the biker pressed the soldering emblem deep into her smooth flesh.
The gruesome sound of Hannah’s skin sizzling filled the garage, and was audible despite the Asian’s absolutely deafening wail of agony. The Outlaw held the branding iron firmly against Hannah’s back for nearly ten seconds, and the Asian nearly passed out from the excruciating pain. The gang of men all watched in excitement as Hannah writhed around in total misery. When the blazing iron was finally lifted from her and the men released her, Hannah instantly collapsed onto her side and sobbed wretchedly.
Tank gave the girl a few minutes to cry while he stared at the fresh mark on her golden flesh. The words were permanently charred into Hannah’s back in dark, bloody letters. She would never be able to remove them, and it was a beautiful symbol of Hannah’s new identity as a sex-slave. Tank contemplated giving her another one on her ass or tits, but decided not to for now. After all, he still planned on beating those areas many more times with the cane and other instruments.
“Okay get her up, let’s get back to the bar,” Tank declared, after a couple of minutes.
Hannah was still crying as the men put her bra back on her and dragged her back to their bikes. They said their goodbyes to the other two bikers before peeling out of the parking lot. Hannah was in so much pain that she could barely comprehend anything while the gang drove back to the tavern. When they got there they marched Hannah straight into the lounge near the back of the building.
“Eat up slut,” Tank commanded, pointing to the plate of last night’s leftovers that was sitting at the dining table.
Hannah took a seat and did not even have to be told twice this time. She grabbed the fork and began eating the scraps with little hesitation. She was so famished that even the nasty pile of food looked appetizing. In just a couple of minutes Hannah was finished with the entire plate, and then sat nervously while she awaited the next depravity the men had planned for her.
“Come here slut,” Tank said, snapping his fingers from the other side of the room. “And remember to fucking crawl bitch.”
Hannah got down on her hands and knees and slowly shuffled over to the biker. He and the others were lounging comfortably around on some sofas and chairs, and they all watched in delight as the little Asian whore came toward them. She had the most nervous look on her face, and was trembling in fear.
“Well I told you we wouldn’t fuck you much today, but that’s pretty much all you’re good for bitch,” Tank said to the petite Asian.
“No please, I—this slut can’t, please don’t sir,” Hannah quickly replied.
“Relax cunt, we’re not gonna fuck you, not yet anyway,” Tank said reassuringly. “Get your ass on that bed though, we’re doing something else. It’s time now that you learn the real purpose of your mouth. You know what rimming is whore?”
“No,” Hannah shook her head.
“Well you’re about to find out how fun it is, now get your fucking ass on the bed,” the huge Outlaw commanded.
Hannah crawled her way back over to the mattress and climbed atop it. She was shaking with fear as Tank stripped down and followed her onto the bed. He sat on the mattress with his back against the wall and then spread his huge legs to the sides. Hannah watched with a look of disgust as the man reached down and pulled his buttocks apart, exposing his filthy, hairy asshole to her.
“Get over here slut, and start licking this asshole,” Tank instructed. “Use that tongue and clean it real good, don’t stop till I say so.”
“Please no! Just leave me alone, please!” Hannah screamed, burying her face into her hands. “That’s it bitch, you need some serious fucking discipline,” the giant Outlaw declared, as he suddenly dismounted the bed and dragged Hannah with him by her hair.
“No I’m sorry! Please!” Hannah shouted in panic.
“Hold her still, and get that bra off,” Tank said to the other bikers, as he forced the Asian to her knees and grabbed the steel cane from a table.
“No wait! Please I’m sorry! I’ll be good! This slut will be good!” Hannah shrieked, thrashing around wildly as two Outlaws ripped her bra off and held her firmly between them.
“You keep calling yourself ‘I’ bitch! And you keep whining when I give you orders, and both that shit is gonna stop,” Tank stated angrily. “And to make sure it stops, I’m giving you 20 shots on your ass and 20 on your tits.”
“No!!! Please don’t I’m sorry!! This whore is sorry!! This whore won’t do it again!!!” Hannah screamed in terror. “This whore will be good!! This whore—this whore will do what you want!! Please!!!”
The bikers continued to hold Hannah still while another stood behind her and pressed his boot into her back, forcing the Asian’s breasts out. Tank quickly cocked his arm back and ripped the cane into the girl’s tits as hard as he could. Hannah screamed horrifically and immediately tried to break free from the Outlaws holding her. Her efforts were in vain, however, as the men gripped her firmly while Tank began viciously flaying her little tits. He shouted after each lash to indicate which number it was.
“Please stop!! This slut will be good!! This slut promises she’ll be good!!!” Hannah wailed in total agony, after the seventh consecutive blow landed across her chest. “This slut—this slut will do what you want!!!”
“Eight whore!” Tank hollered, right after slicing the cane deep into Hannah’s quivering breasts.
The small mounds of flesh were already becoming decorated with new scorching welts, adding to the many that still had not fully healed from the earlier canings. Hannah was sobbing hysterically now and implored the man for mercy. Tank was completely oblivious to her begging, however, and continued to pummel her breasts with all his strength.
“Please just stop!!! It hurts!! Oh my God it hurts!!!” Hannah screamed, still struggling to free herself as Tank slashed the cane back and forth across her tits.
Hannah had no idea how she stayed conscious while the biker furiously administered the full 20 strokes. Each blow felt exponentially more painful than the one before it and after awhile it literally felt like the skin was being torn off her breasts. By the time Tank was finished, Hannah’s round little tits were completely covered with hideously severe welts and many of them were leaking blood. Hannah’s voice was ragged from the nonstop screaming and she’d urinated all over the carpet floor.
“Turn her around,” Tank said to the men holding the Asian girl.
“Pleeeaaaassee!” Hannah screeched, squirming around miserably as the men forced her onto her hands and knees.
“You ever gonna call yourself ‘I’ again slut?” Tank asked, tracing the cane up and down Hannah’s ass-crack.
“No! This slut won’t—this slut won’t do it again, ever!” Hannah quickly answered.
“You gonna start following orders like a good little whore?” Tank inquired further.
“Yes!! This slut will be good! This slut swears to be good!!” The Asian shouted back.
“Well this is going to make sure about that,” Tank replied, before unleashing a ferocious stroke across Hannah’s upturned ass.
“Aaaauuuuggghhh!! Pleeeaaaaasssse!!!” Hannah wailed, thrashing around in agony as soon as the blow landed.
Tank quickly began pummeling the Asian’s buttocks with everything he had, once again punctuating each stroke with its number. Hannah was screaming at the top of her lungs as her ass was badly beaten. Each time Tank brought the steel cane down, the feeling of it cutting deep into her flesh was excruciating beyond words. By the time he was halfway finished Hannah felt like her ass was beaten to a bloody pulp and that she was about to die from the overwhelming pain.
“Eleven bitch!” Tank screamed, ripping the instrument across Hannah’s welt-covered ass.
“Stop please!! This slut will be good!!!” Hannah sobbed, shaking her ass wildly from side to side as the blows continued to rain down upon it.
After fourteen lashes, Hannah’s firm little cheeks were covered with welts and lacerations and starting to bleed. The Asian whore was weeping uncontrollably and begging Tank for mercy. There would be none from the huge Outlaw, however, as he calmly registered six more vicious strokes. When he was finally finished, Tank’s arm was genuinely tired and Hannah’s ass looked like it had gone through a meat grinder. The flesh on the cheeks was red and purple and bleeding pretty badly now.
“You gonna be a good fucking whore from now?!” Tank screamed, as he jerked on Hannah’s hair and forced her to look him in the eye.
“Yes! Please yes! This whore will be good!” Hannah bawled, still shaking in pain and misery.
“You ready to lick some asshole bitch?” The biker continued.
“Yes, this whore…this whore will lick your asshole sir,” Hannah choked out the words.
“Gimme some cuffs,” Tank requested to his friends.
Another Outlaw quickly handed him a pair of handcuffs and he used them to lock Hannah’s wrists together behind her back. He then grabbed the Asian’s long hair and pulled her onto her feet before dragging her back to the bed. Hannah was already soaked with sweat and had trouble staying on her feet in the 6” stripper heels. Tank forced the girl to lie on her back atop the mattress and then got into a squatting position above her, with his massive ass just inches from her face.
“Stick your tongue out whore, and start licking that asshole,” Tank commanded, as he pulled his hairy cheeks apart and lowered his ass onto the Asian’s face.
Though Tank and the bikers could not see it, Hannah’s expression was one of complete repulsion and disbelief. The ogre’s nasty brown asshole was literally an inch away from her face and the stench of shit was simply horrendous. There was a huge clump of hair all around the opening as well as up and down the biker’s cavernous ass-crack. Hannah was crying miserably as she stared up at the absolutely disgusting image above her.
“Let’s go slut start licking! Use your fucking tongue and clean that asshole nice and good!” Tank shouted angrily.
Hannah screamed in despair but tilted her head forward and pressed the tip of her tongue against the man’s anus. She nearly puked as soon as she tasted the remnants of shit that were coated on the hairy orifice. It took all of her willpower to keep her tongue out and not vomit all over herself. At the biker’s orders, Hannah squeamishly began licking Tank’s filthy asshole like a kitten.
“Lick it good slut! Stick that tongue out all the way and slurp it up!” Tank commanded. “And clean that crack too, I wanna feel your tongue all over my fucking asshole and crack. Get it in there deep and lick up and down like a good fucking slut.”
Hannah was weeping desperately now as she stuck her tongue out as far as she could and pressed it deep between the Outlaw’s buttocks. She shuddered in complete revulsion as she tasted his shit and felt his thick, nasty hair all over her face and tongue. She was trying to keep it together as best as she could, but the sight, smell, and taste of Tank’s bushy ass—and asshole—was truly overwhelming. After passionately licking the man’s asshole for about a minute or so, Hannah could not take it anymore and leaned her head back and screamed wretchedly.
“What the fuck are you doing slut? Did I tell you to stop? Get your face back in there and start licking!” Tank barked furiously.
“God please!!” Hannah cried, staring up at the biker’s nasty asshole deplorably.
“Get your fucking mouth back in there right now bitch,” the huge Outlaw commanded. “And you fucking keep it in there until I say so. You got two seconds before I get the cane again.”
Hannah immediately raised her head and buried her face back between the man’s hairy buttocks. Upon his orders, she pressed her little tongue against Tank’s asshole and began licking it spiritedly. Tank groaned in pleasure as he felt the Asian slut clean his anus for a moment before running her tongue up and down his hairy ass-crack. He stared down at Hannah and could tell how badly she was suffering just by looking at her shuddering body.
Hannah kept waiting and waiting for the man to show her some mercy but he didn’t. More than 20 minutes passed by and she was forced to lick and clean his hairy asshole the entire time. With each second that went by she could feel herself going more and more insane. Never in her life did she imagine being in this kind of position, on her back and using her tongue to service a huge, filthy biker’s ass. Until this morning Hannah truly believed the men could not treat her any worse, and she realized now how wrong she’d been.
Finally, after tossing Tank’s salad for more than half an hour, the Asian was finally relieved of her torment. The nasty brute took a seat directly on Hannah’s face, trapping her nose and tongue inside his ass-crack. He remained firmly planted on top of the girl for a moment, savoring her frenzied struggles to free her face from beneath his hairy buttocks. When he was finally satisfied, Tank stood up on the bed and turned around to address the sobbing Asian.
“Nice work whore, you’re a natural at rimming,” the Outlaw declared. “Get used to this bitch, you’re gonna be cleaning my asshole a lot from now on. I won’t even need toilet paper anymore with you around.”
Hannah screamed dreadfully as the biker climbed off the bed only to be replaced by another one. She watched him strip his pants and underwear and began shaking her head miserably. Hannah couldn’t bear the thought of licking another anus, and it was more horrifying than anything else she could think of. Even after the massive gangbang yesterday she would have preferred getting fucked over cleaning more hairy assholes.
“Let’s go bitch,” the new Outlaw said, as he squatted over Hannah’s face and spread his cheeks wide. “Get to work!”
“Don’t make him tell you again slut, or it’s another 20 shots to your ass and tits!” Hannah heard Tank shout from across the room.
Hannah screamed in disgust but buried her face between the Outlaw’s filthy buttocks and began running the tip of her tongue up and down his asshole. She started gagging again as soon as she tasted his awful feces. Hannah could feel the traces of shit on the man’s anus rubbing onto her tongue and instantly pulled her head back. She shrieked in complete misery and frustration as she stared up at the Outlaw’s unbelievably bushy crack.
“Pleeeaaaasssee!! It’s so…please just fuck me instead!! Fuck this whore instead please!” Hannah sobbed desperately.
“Okay bitch I guess you need some more beating!” Tank declared.
“No!! Wait, this slut will do it!!” Hannah cried, just before stuffing her face back inside the biker’s fat, sweaty ass.
The stench and taste of shit immediately overwhelmed Hannah, and she nearly pulled her head away before the prospect of getting caned again convinced her otherwise. She could feel the sweat from the biker’s ass on her nose as she stuck her tongue out and once again began cleaning his disgusting asshole. The Outlaw made Hannah service him for ten minutes straight, and savored every second of it. When he was content, he stood up and thanked the Asian before leaving her on the mattress.
The hours passed by very slowly for Hannah, as the remaining dozen or so bikers all forced her to rim them. Each Outlaw took at least 15-20 minutes with the Asian. Some of the fiends made her service them on her back, while others knelt down against the wall and pulled their asses apart before ordering Hannah to clean them. This was difficult for her with her hands tied behind her back, but she managed to get the job done in the end.
It took Hannah over four hours to lick all of the men’s assholes clean, and by the time she was finished she no longer felt like a human being. Throughout the nightmarish session, the bikers had constantly reminded her how she was a piece of shit whore and only useful for fucking. In addition to making her clean their filthy assholes, many of them also spat into her mouth and forced her to swallow it. By the time they were all finished, Hannah was sick to her stomach and wanted so badly to wipe the shit from her lips.
“Good work slut, it’s nice to see you’re learning what that mouth is for,” Tank said, staring at the sobbing Asian after she was finished with the last biker’s ass. “But you’re not done yet. Let’s get you to the bathroom cunt.”
Hannah begged for sympathy as the huge biker grabbed her long, dark hair and hauled her off the bed and into the restroom. He forced her to kneel in front of the toilet and pointed at the sickeningly gross bowl. The seat was up and there was hardly a spot atop the toilet that was not stained with urine. What’s worse, the walls of the bowl were coated all over with leftover shit and diarrhea. Hannah did not even want to think about how many bikers and customers had used the toilet without it ever being cleaned even once.
“You see all that shit and piss?” Tank asked, still pointing at the grimy toilet. “I want all that gone and I want that toilet looking brand new whore. You better use that tongue of yours and scrub it real good. I’ll be back in an hour, and if that toilet isn’t nice and clean it’s gonna be 20 more strokes on your ass and titties. Now get your ass to work, and if I see you using anything besides your mouth you’re gonna be in deep shit bitch.”
Hannah started crying again as she stared down at the unbelievably gross bowl. Just looking at the filthy toilet made her stomach turn, and she had no idea how she was going to clean it. She could not believe how evil the biker could be, and wondered whether or not he even cared that she might become very sick after licking all the scum from the bowl. After a moment, she finally leaned forward and ran her tongue against the top of the basin a few inches. The instant she tasted the dried piss, however, Hannah groaned in disgust and started spitting into the water.
About twenty minutes passed as the despondent Asian whore proceeded to clean the soiled toilet with her mouth. Hannah focused on the top of the bowl first, and ran her tongue back and forth along the porcelain ring countless times. The extremely sour taste of piss was starting to drive her insane, and she was constantly spitting into the toilet. She was at least grateful that she was allowed to do that much. She could hear the men just outside the room chatting amongst each other, and she shuddered as they threw around ideas about how to degrade and use her further.
“Not bad slut,” Tank declared, startling the weeping Asian as he stood beside her. “But you still gotta work on the inside. I gotta piss though, turn around and open that nasty mouth whore.”
Hannah groaned in protest but shuffled around so that her back was to the toilet now and she was facing Tank. She could barely make out the giant’s ugly face through her tears as she perched her head back and opened her mouth wide. Tank bent his legs and gripped Hannah’s hair with one hand while he used the other to place the tip of his massive cock against her spread lips.
“You’d best swallow every fucking drop slut, unless you wanna feel the cane again,” Tank warned, just before unleashing a heavy torrent of piss right into the Asian’s mouth.
Hannah groaned in shock and dismay and nearly spewed the hot urine out of her mouth. She stopped herself just in time, however, and quickly began gulping the terrible piss down. She closed her eyes and tried her best not to think about it. It was utterly insane to her that she was here, on her knees with her hands tied behind her back while this hideous biker drained his piss down her throat.
“That’s a good little slut,” Tank said, running his hand through Hannah’s hair while he finished urinating in her mouth.
As soon as the biker let go of her head, Hannah detached her lips from his penis and whined in disgust. She could hear her stomach growl as Tank’s piss worked its way down there and settled in with all the cum, piss, and spit she’d been forced to drink last night. The biker had just emptied at least a soda can’s worth of urine into her mouth, and Hannah felt terribly sick and bloated.
“Get your ass back to work whore, you still got a lot of shit to lick up,” Tank commanded, as he pulled his pants up and left the restroom.
Hannah was crying again as she resumed her duties. In a few minutes she managed to lick up all the piss stains on top of the bowl and then began working on the inner walls of the toilet. As sickening as cleaning the piss with her tongue was, this next phase was even worse. There were spots of diarrhea all over the place, and some of them were very hard to reach. Often times Hannah nearly lost her balance as she leaned forward and scrubbed the feces from the bowl with her tongue. After a couple of minutes she could not take it anymore and puked into the toilet.
“What the fuck?” One of the bikers hissed, as he walked into the restroom after hearing Hannah vomit.
“Please, this slut is sorry, please!” Hannah wept, fearing that she was going to have to drink up all her puke.
“You’re lucky I don’t make you eat that shit,” the Outlaw declared, as he reached over and flushed the toilet. “Turn around and open that mouth bitch.”
Hannah once again turned to face the biker and tilted her head back before opening her mouth. Tears were streaming down the girl’s cheeks and she was trembling intensely as the huge Outlaw pressed the tip of his cock against her lips. Hannah groaned miserably as the man clutched her head in his giant hands and began draining his piss into her mouth. The stream was very powerful and Hannah had to swallow quickly to keep it from spilling onto the floor. It took him about thirty seconds to finish, which was an absolute lifetime for the Asian. When he was done he wiped his cock off against Hannah’s cheek and casually left the bathroom.
Hannah heard Tank shout that she had less than a half hour, and began working diligently on the nasty toilet. She deeply regretted puking into it earlier, as some of it had splashed up onto the walls of the bowl. She nearly threw up again as she began licking it, along with the stains of shit, from the toilet. In the end she did manage to lick just about all the filth from the toilet, despite the fact that two other bikers came in and forced her to drink their loads of piss. When Tank came back in he was genuinely surprised to see that the bowl was white just about everywhere.
“Damn, good work slut,” the biker congratulated Hannah, as she hung her head in shame and dejection. “You’ll be doing this once or twice a week. Now it’s time to put that mouth to some more good use.”
Hannah pleaded with the brute as he grabbed her hair and pulled her onto her feet. The little Asian whined in fear as she was hauled to the lounge and then out into the hallway. The other bikers followed behind as Tank dragged Hannah into an adjacent room. This one was much smaller, and other than a bed there were few furnishings inside it. One other piece of furniture, however, was the stool with the 9” steel dildo mounted on it. It was placed near the wall and right next to it was a small table with an empty glass jar sitting atop it.
“No please! Please no!!” Hannah squealed, as Tank suddenly yanked her daisy dukes down her legs and removed them from the girl.
“Get that cock in your pussy right now,” the Outlaw commanded, shoving Hannah toward the stool.
Hannah stumbled forward in her heels as she walked over and squatted above the huge dildo. At Tank’s orders, she turned around so that she was facing the group of bikers then proceeded to slowly lower herself onto the steel shaft. She groaned in discomfort as her terribly sore pussy was stretched wide by the fake cock. After a moment, she finally was able to squeeze the entire thing inside her tight cunt.
“Spread those fucking legs bitch, as wide as you can,” Tank ordered.
Hannah’s legs were quivering as she pulled them as far apart as she could. She felt like such a slut as the men all gazed at her outstretched pussy with the dildo stuffed inside it. She was trembling in fear and struggled to maintain her balance, but the huge cock inside her helped to keep her upright. “You’re gonna spend the rest of the night in here slut, just like that,” Tank explained. “But don’t worry we’ll be sending guys in regularly, so you won’t be lonely. You’re gonna put that mouth of yours to good use tonight, and you’re gonna make us a little money doing it. You’re gonna give blowjobs to every single man that walks in. When they come in you tell them the price—its $20 a blowjob and $5 extra to swallow. Once they put the money in that jar you suck them off good, and swallow if they paid for it.”
“No please! Please don’t, I—this slut can’t, please this slut can’t,” Hannah begged miserably.
“You can and you fucking will bitch,” Tank replied. “If you stop, or if we find out you’re not behaving, I’m coming in here with the cane. We’ll be checking up on your regularly too bitch, to make sure you’re not trying any funny business.”
“Please, just let me off this, please this slut will do it just let me off, it hurts,” Hannah pleaded, shifting around uncomfortably on the massive dildo.
“Too bad whore, you’re staying on that the whole night,” Tank stated coldly, as he glanced at the clock on the wall. “It’s about 6:00 right now, and if you’re good we’ll stop sending guys in at midnight. Remember bitch, tell them the price and swallow if they pay for it. And remember to thank them for their business when they put the money in the jar.”
“Later cunt, don’t have too much fun,” one of the other bikers said, causing his friends to chuckle.
Hannah started to cry as she watched the gang slowly file out the door. When they were all gone and the door was closed, there was an eerie silence in the room, save for the Asian girl’s sniveling. Hannah could feel herself shaking in fear as she continued to squat above the stool with the dildo buried in her snatch. She did not have to wait long for her first customer, as the door swung open just a couple minutes later and a massive, very unattractive man walked in. He looked to be in his 40s and wore grimy jeans and a gray work shirt. He was obviously employed in some kind of menial labor, and the mixture of disbelief and excitement on his face made Hannah’s stomach turn.
“Goddamn I can’t believe this shit,” the man uttered out loud, as he stared first at Hannah’s striped breasts and then her outstretched pussy. “Fuck you’re a hot little bitch. Where in the hell did the Outlaws pick you up from?”
Hannah whimpered nervously as the huge man walked over to her. He was approximately Tank’s height but appeared even thicker than the biker. By the time he was standing a few feet away from her Hannah was overwhelmed by the smell of his body odor. She immediately realized how terrible his cock was going to taste and whined miserably at the thought. Within seconds he was standing before her and unbuckling his jeans.
“I hear you’re selling blowjobs bitch, how much?” The man demanded.
“Its twenty dollars…twenty-five to swallow,” Hannah murmured, barely able to get the words out.
“Here you Asian cunt,” the client replied, fishing out $25 worth of bills from his wallet and dropping them inside the jar. “You better make it worth it whore. You better deep-throat me good for that price.”
Hannah’s eyes were wide with fear as she watched the man remove his jeans and boxers. She whimpered pitiably as soon as she saw his enormous, rock-hard penis. It was slightly larger than Tank’s but otherwise looked like a carbon copy of the Outlaw’s dick. She could see the pre-cum already starting to leak out of the huge mushroom head. Hannah instinctively recoiled as the john positioned himself in front of her and reached for her hair.
“Open that mouth bitch,” the ugly brute commanded, holding Hannah’s head while he pushed the tip of his cock against her lips.
Hannah cried in total fear and disgust as the giant plunged his cock into her mouth as soon as she opened it. She started groaning immediately as the thick shaft rubbed against her tongue and lips. She knew it was going to taste horrible, but she had no idea just how sour and putrid it would be. It was obvious that the man had not cleaned his cock in weeks, and Hannah was hardly able to keep herself together.
“Holy shit that feels good,” the filthy man uttered, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he started jerking Hannah’s head back and forth against his dick. “Yeah bitch, suck that fucking cock you little gook slut.”
Tears of misery were running down Hannah’s cheeks and she started gagging as the ogre viciously fucked her face. He was just as ruthless as the bikers and did not seem to care that he was choking the little Asian with his huge cock. There was absolutely nothing Hannah could to help herself either, with her hands tied behind her back and her pussy impaled on the dildo. Her only option was to remain squatting, with her legs spread like a whore, and hope that her wretched gagging would persuade the man to show her some mercy.
“Uuugggghhh!! Please!! Please stop!!!” Hannah shrieked, coughing violently and struggling to catch her breath once the huge fiend finally pulled his cock out of her mouth.
“Fuck you bitch,” the hairy bastard responded, staring down at Hannah angrily. “I paid you good money for this shit, so suck it up and get your ass back to work on that cock.”
“Please let go,” Hannah begged, as she tried to free her head from the man’s grip. “Please, I’ll do it, I’ll suck it just please let go of me!”
Her pleas were useless, however, as the enormous john clutched her head tightly and slammed his penis back into Hannah’s mouth. In just seconds Hannah was choking again as the man started slamming her face back and forth against his huge cock. Hannah thrashed around desperately as the bastard repeatedly stuffed his shaft down her throat. The vicious blowjob went on for several minutes, and Hannah thought she was going to die from suffocation. She had her lips wrapped tightly around the man’s cock and was actively using her tongue to try to get him to climax, just so she could put an end to her ordeal.
“Fuck! Holy shit I’m cumming! I’m cumming slut!” The giant screamed, driving his cock deep into Hannah’s mouth just as he began ejaculating into it.
Hannah groaned in disgust and tried not to think as she began gulping down the man’s hot sperm. She could feel his huge cock pulsing in her mouth, and the taste of his cum nearly made her puke. His load was enormous, and Hannah was sure the ugly giant probably had not been with a woman in months, if not years.
“That’s a good little whore, drink it all you piece of shit chink,” the man groaned, clutching Hannah’s head tight while he drained his jizz into her mouth and down her throat.
When he was finally finished the john pulled his cock out of Hannah’s mouth and wiped it across her lips and cheeks. Hannah whined in complete disdain as she felt the slimy cum and spit rubbing all over her face. She tried to pull her head away but the man continued to hold it firmly in his hands while he finished cleaning his penis with her lips.
“That was nice bitch, I like that,” the satisfied john declared. “When you gonna start renting out that pussy though? I need me some of that.”
“I don’t know…please help me, help me get out of here, please,” Hannah implored the giant.
“Sorry whore, you belong to the Outlaws, and ain’t no way I’m fucking with them,” the man replied, as he pulled his pants back on. “I’ll be back tomorrow though if you’re still here.”
And with that the huge customer slipped out of the room, leaving Hannah by herself on the stool. The poor Asian was still crying as she tried to recover from the brutal blowjob. Her throat burned and she could still taste the man’s terrible cum in her mouth. She looked over at the clock on the wall and sighed in despair. It was only ten minutes passed six, and she had a long way to go. A few seconds later Hannah heard the door rattle open as her next customer walked in.
“Well goddamn look what the fuck we got here,” the man exclaimed, rubbing his crotch as he stared down at the little Asian.
Hannah cringed at the sight of the hideous bastard. He was very fat and hairy, and his filthy work-shirt seemed to indicate he was a plumber. The smile on his face was indescribably perverted and the look in his eyes sent shivers through Hannah’s bones. She began whimpering in fear as the man moved toward her.
“A couple of Outlaws told me you’re selling blowjobs—how much?” The ugly slob asked.
“It’s…its twenty dollars, twenty-five to swallow,” Hannah answered, blushing in shame at the words.
The Asian girl couldn’t hide her frown when she saw the man pull out a $20 and a $5 bill. He waved them in front of her face before setting the money inside the glass jar. Hannah took a deep breath and sighed as she watched the fat john pull his pants and underwear down. His cock wasn’t overly long, but it was very thick and the bush of pubic hair at its base was massive.
“Damn they really fucked you up didn’t they?” The man chuckled, as he stared at Hannah’s battered breasts and swollen pussy.
Hannah grumbled in protest as the fat creature grabbed a fistful of her hair and plunged his cock between her lips. It took mere seconds before he was savagely thrusting his penis in and out of her mouth. Hannah whined desperately as the obese man thumped her face against his shaft, his huge ball sack smacking against her chin. She could taste his horrendous dick cheese and could feel it smearing against her lips and rubbing off into her mouth and throat.
“Fucking suck it bitch! Why am I doing all the fucking work here?!” The ugly john screamed, pulling his cock out for a moment so he could slap Hannah across the face.
“I’m sorry! Please!” The Asian sobbed, wrapping her lips around the disgusting penis once it was back in her mouth.
Hannah whimpered as the ugly slob grabbed her head once more and shoved his cock to the back of her throat. She kept her lips wrapped tightly around the obese man’s penis and massaged it with her tongue while he drilled it in and out of her mouth. Hannah’s eyes were watery and she could feel the drool running down her chin while she choked on the fat cock.
“Fuck you bitch!” The fat man screamed, smashing Hannah’s face against his penis repeatedly while she groaned piteously.
Hannah was starting to feel dizzy and didn’t think she could take much more of the abuse. She kept trying to free her head from the man’s grip but he wouldn’t let her. He was grunting in pleasure as he sank his cock into Hannah’s mouth until his balls were against her chin. Thankfully, however, it did not take him much longer to cum. She felt his cock pulsing in her mouth and then the familiar surge of jizz bursting from it.
“Swallow it whore!” The slob commanded, burying his dick inside Hannah’s mouth as far as he could.
Hannah whined in despair as she quickly gulped down the man’s load. Even though it was so disgusting, she just wanted to hurry up and finish so that he could take his dick out of her mouth and throat. When she’d swallowed every drop of his sperm, the john finally let go of her head and Hannah immediately pulled away from him.
“Thanks bitch that was nice,” the man stated happily, panting from his excitement and satisfaction. “I’ll be back later tonight if you’re still here. Hopefully they start selling your pussy soon too.”
Hannah did not even look at or acknowledge the ugly bastard as he pulled his pants back on and left the room. She stared down at the floor and wept miserably at her horrible situation. She could still taste the man’s cum on her lips, and could feel it swirling around in her stomach. As she looked over at the clock, Hannah began trembling while she waited for the door to open once more.
In just minutes another disgusting, overweight man was inside the room and thumping his cock back and forth against Hannah’s mouth. It did not take him very long to cum, and because he’d only paid $20 he spewed his load all over the Asian’s face. Hannah wept miserably as the ugly beast held her hair firmly with one hand while he drenched her face with his sperm. By the time he was finished she was covered with cum and looked like a filthy, worthless whore.
More than three hours elapsed as a steady stream of men came into the room and brutally fucked Hannah’s mouth. The patrons were all dirty, ugly laborers who worked near the town and visited the tavern regularly. Many of them had never seen an Asian in real life, and were overjoyed to receive a blowjob from a gorgeous one like Hannah. During this time the girl serviced 22 customers, with 15 of them dumping their semen down her throat. To make matters worse, an Outlaw also came in every twenty minutes or so to check on her, and each one of them pissed in her mouth and made her swallow it.
Hannah was crying miserably as she stared over at the jar full of cash. There was over $500 inside the container, and it made her absolutely sick to think about how many dicks she had to suck for that amount of money. She could feel the sperm from various men that was stained all over her face and hair, and her throat burned from the countless cocks she’d been forced to deep-throat over the past few hours.
“Well well look what the fuck we got here,” Hannah heard a voice chuckle.
She looked to the door and felt her heart sink as her next customer strolled in. The man had on a black and blue cop uniform and was leering at her with the most evil smile imaginable. Like Tank and the other Outlaws, he was huge and his outfit was drenched with sweat from the midday heat. He came over to the Asian and dropped his pants to the floor. Hannah frowned dejectedly as soon as she saw his massive, rock-hard shaft.
“I heard all about you whore,” the cop declared, grinning down at the Asian while he stroked his cock. “The Outlaws tell me they’ve been busting you up real good. I heard about that train they ran through you last night, too. The whole gang right? I bet your little fuck holes are still sore from that one.”
“Please help me, please sir, I—I’ve been kidnapped,” Hannah pleaded frantically, looking up at the cop with her doleful eyes. “Please! Please help me! Please sir, I’ll do whatever you want, anything you want, just please help me go home! I just wanna go home!”
“Damn you might be their hottest catch yet,” the cop continued, ignoring Hannah’s pleas. “I don’t think they ever had an Asian before. I know they snatched up that spic whore a few months back, she’s over at Jimmy’s I think. What the fuck’s her name? Rosalie? God she’s a hot little cunt, they’ve been banging her brains out real good.”
“Please you have to help me, I don’t—I don’t wanna die here, please,” Hannah sobbed.
“Relax whore, you’re not gonna die here, at least not anytime soon,” the officer said, as reassuringly as he could. “The Outlaws are gonna keep you around for awhile, they usually keep fresh meat like you for at least a year or two. What, you think you’re their only whore? They got several bitches like you, one in every bar. My favorite is that little redheaded cunt, Ellen. God she was a feisty little slut, it took them boys weeks to break her in good. I hardly see her anymore though—she’s always on the road with Big Joe, I hear she’s his personal fuck-slave now.”
Hannah shivered as she heard the cop’s words. She wasn’t sure how to feel knowing that she wasn’t the only captive of the biker gang. There were more like her, and apparently they were spread out over the other bars that the gang owned or operated. Hannah imagined most of them had been abducted under similar circumstances as hers, probably while they were on their way to vacation or something. She felt terribly for them, and wondered whether or not they were all raped nearly as much as she was every day.
“Anyways bitch, how much for a blowjob? Twenty-five bucks?” The cop asked, pulling his wallet from his pants.
“Yes,” Hannah responded, as she stared at the floor hopelessly.
The burly officer stuffed $25 worth of bills into the jar and chuckled as he noticed how much money was inside. Hannah wanted to scream as the man laughed about how busy she’d been, and how she was obviously an amazing dick sucker. He then grabbed the back of her head and held it steady while he plunged his massive cock deep into her mouth.
Hannah quickly began choking as the cop forced his penis all the way past her mouth and down her throat. She looked so helpless and pathetic as the huge cop brutally jerked her head back and forth against his dick. Hannah’s lips were wrapped tightly around the thick shaft and she was doing her best to get the officer to climax quickly. She was groaning wretchedly as he mercilessly slammed his cock down her little throat.
“Fuck yeah baby! That’s it just like that! Choke on that cock you little bitch!” The policeman screamed, clutching Hannah’s head in his oversized hands while he smashed her face against his cock.
“Uuuaaagghhh!! Pleeaaasssee!!” Hannah begged, taking a huge breath of air once the officer finally pulled his dick from her mouth.
In just seconds, however, the Asian was gagging terribly as the cock was back between her lips. The cop fucked Hannah’s mouth for ten agonizing minutes, pulling out a half dozen times during that span to prevent the girl from suffocating. For Hannah, it was the most brutal blowjob of the night, and she kept thinking she was going to die from it. Every single time he had to pull out of her mouth, the irritated policeman gave Hannah a fierce slap on the face.
“Fuck yeah whore! Here it comes! Swallow it bitch!” The officer bellowed, gripping Hannah’s head in his giant hands as he buried his penis deep into her mouth and began cumming.
Hannah proceeded to gulp down the man’s sperm like a good whore. She could feel his huge cock pulsating in her mouth and felt completely disgusted. The cop was grunting like a beast as he milked every single drop of his jizz into the Asian’s mouth. When he was done he pulled out of the miserable girl and smiled down at her.
“Not bad slut,” the officer remarked. “You need to work on that deep-throat though. I’m sure the Outlaws will take care of that soon though. I’m gonna talk to Tank, see if I can get you over to the station one of these days so us cops can have some Asian pussy too.”
Hannah was sobbing hard as the policeman pulled his pants back on and left the room. She felt so utterly defeated, and was started to believe that her predicament really was hopeless. It was unfathomable to think that even the cops in this town were pure evil. She did not get much time to lament her situation, however, as another massive, hairy john walked into the room and deposited his money into the jar on the table.
The evening crawled by so slowly for Hannah, as she was forced to suck one filthy cock after another with almost no interruption. She could not believe how many customers frequented the tavern, and it was clear that just about every one of them came into the room to purchase a blowjob from her. The bikers seemed intent on making as much money as possible from Hannah, and never gave her more than a minute to rest between customers. Thus, it was no exaggeration to say that Hannah’s mouth was stuffed full of cock for just about the entire night.
“Damn bitch, you’re a mess,” Tank chuckled, strolling into the room after the final john had finished using Hannah. “Long night?”
The little Asian was staring at the floor and sobbing in sheer misery. Her hair and face was plastered with sperm and her eyes were full of anguish and suffering. It was just past midnight, and Tank had finally stopped sending in patrons like he’d promised. All in all, Hannah had sucked almost 50 cocks during the night and there was over $1,000 inside the glass jar. Her jaw felt like it was broken from the countless times it had been stretched by huge cocks and slapped by the men. Her belly felt like it was going to burst from the many, many loads of sperm and piss she’d been forced to swallow.
“Good news whore, you’re officially done for the night,” Tank declared, as he grabbed Hannah’s cum-soaked hair and pulled her off the stool. “But don’t you worry, tomorrow’s another day, and we’ll be stuffing that ass and pussy again all day.”
Hannah’s legs were so tired from squatting all night that she had to be carried away by the huge biker. Tank dragged her back into the main lounge and over to the restroom where he dumped her into the tub. As he turned on the shower and left, Hannah sat in a fetal position and cried desperately as the cool water ran all over her.
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Papa Suchong

Dr. Suchong turns 17 year old into a little sister and has to finally turn her over to he big daddy program but first, he wants to say goodbye.

Babysitting Amanda

Every night after my first experience with Amanda, I found myself jacking off to memories of her. She was the first person I had ever done anything sexual with, and I was desperate to see her again and allow things between us to continue.
Let me introduce myself. My name Jake and I am 16 years old. I was your classic horny teenage guy. My hair is dark black, which goes well with my brown eyes. I’ve always been slightly fit, never working out yet somehow keeping myself in shape through basic exercise. I’ve never managed to have a steady girlfriend, so often I fantasized to thoughts of the busty girls from around my school. All that changed when I met Amanda. After my experiences with her, images of her sexy, then 14 year old body filled my mind every time I masturbated. I must have cum literally gallons in the months after we meet, always looking forward to a time when we would see each other again.
The opportunity came during a phone call from Amanda’s mother. She had found herself in need of a babysitter one day, and Amanda mentioned me. She got my phone number from Tom’s parents and asked me to babysit both Amanda and her younger sister, Becky, who was twelve As soon as she mentioned Amanda’s name, I was on board with the idea and canceled all other plans for that day. I would again be needed overnight- from 10 am Monday to 6:30 pm Tuesday. It turns out that her mom was attending a business meeting until late and would sleep in her office. Not that I was complaining.
At exactly 9:55 am Monday I got to their house, just down the street from Tom’s. I knocked, and Amanda’s mom soon answered. She was a plain sort of woman in her 40s. Her hair was brown, unlike Amanda, who was blond. She quickly ushered me in and briefed me. The girls were allowed to go to the playground, but could not leave my sight. They could have friends over- however many I was comfortable with in the yard but only two inside. Both girls were to bath that night, but Amanda could take a shower while Becky took a bath. Considering the fact that I was a guy, she said that Becky would be more comfortable if Amanda bathed her. “No problem” I said. “I understand”. After giving me a list of emergency numbers, she left me there and went to her bedroom to wash up. Amanda, who had been watching the whole exchange, seemed to float over into my arms. She snuggled her head onto my shoulder and said “I’m so glad you’re here, our old babysitter wasn’t nearly so hot.” Smiling, I turned to her and whispered “I think about you every night, I’m so glad to see you again.” She smiled, a gesture that warmed the very depths of my heart and existence. I kissed her then, a soft but passionate kiss on her soft lips. We held each other for a few more seconds, but broke apart at the sound of footsteps. Becky walked in. Like her mother, she had shoulder length brown hair. Her eyes were a soft blue, and she wore a baggy T-shirt over a pair of hand-me-down blue jeans. Seeing me, she drew back slightly. “Its ok Becky”, Amanda said with a helpful-big-sister sort of smile. “Jake here is cool”. I gave Becky a small, friendly smile, and was glad when she smiled back. Amanda’s mom reappeared, and after addressing her daughters and wishing us a good night, turned out the door and left. As I heard her car pull away, I asked Amanda what the girls normally did at that time. She suggested the playground, and I agreed. Becky had to change into a tighter shirt that wouldn’t flop down on her easily, and we were off. At the playground, several of the neighborhood boys recognized me from Toms and waved. They didn’t dare come over and talk, lest their parents suspect something. I kept a close eye on Becky the entire time, while Amanda went over to her own friends. I recognized Jessica and Katy and waved. Giggling, they waved back and returned to their activities. Becky climbed up onto a squat pair of monkey bars, and I stayed near in case she fell. After climbing across once, she began to horse around on the bars, pulling herself up on top. Locking her legs tight around the bar, she let her chest fall down towards the ground until she was hanging upside down. She looked silly for a moment, until her shirt billowed down and covered her face. She wore nothing underneath it, and her young, flat chest was exposed to the world. I scrambled over and picked her up. She let go off the bars and proceeded to pout as a set her down. I told her: “You can climb up again, but you’ll have to tuck your shirt in first”. I demonstrated how, and she did so before climbing back up into the same position. Becky played on the bars until about 12, when I decided it was time for lunch and a nap. Gathering Amanda from her gaggle of friends and a disappointed Becky from the monkey bars, I took them both home and fixed sandwiches. Afterwards I had to put Becky to bed. Needless to say she did not go quietly.
After wrestling her into the bed and threatening to spank her if she got out, she gave up. I stayed nearby with my eye on her until she was completely asleep, then went to the living room with Amanda. I barely got into the room before we were in each others arm, making out blissfully. We fell onto the couch and she ended up on top of me, her gentle weight pressing on my body. I found myself in heaven all over again. Her hands pried my shirt off and traveled over my chest, stroking my abs. My hands traveled her back, up and down and side to side. I brought them around her shirt and up the front. I rubbed her stomach though her shirt, then slid them underneath. My handles traveled up her chest and to her bra. Reaching underneath it, I tweaked her nipples softly, which elicited a soft moan from her. I squeezed each of them softly, then pulled my hands out and embraced her again. She was disappointed. I kissed her on the lips. “Not when your sister might walk in”. She gave a mischievous smile but relented. I pulled my shirt back on and we kissed for some time, until she fell asleep there on my chest. I kept myself awake, listening to her breathing and feeling the steady rise and fall of her stomach. She stirred around 2, and I woke her up with a kiss and a smile. She got up and left for the bathroom to do what teenage girls do.
I went to Becky’s room and gently roused her from her sleep. She grumbled sightly, and I had to help her out of bed. She was soon the little firecracker, however, and I took her into the back yard to play. I took a seat in a lawn chair and Amanda sat next to me. Some neighborhood kids came over, and they played like wild animals for the next few hours. At around 6, it started getting dark. Gathering up all the kids, I again took them all home. Becky held onto my arm the entire time, which surprised me. She was really warming up to me rather quickly, which I didn’t expect. We dropped them all off and began to head back. I was now carrying Becky while Amanda held tightly onto my arm. At the house, they settled into watching cartoons. Becky and Amanda were on either side of me, both leaning against me, although Amanda had her arm around me. Becky nuzzled up closer, and I began to see just how like her sister see was becoming. At 8 pm, I told them to get dressed for bed. They disappeared to their rooms briefly. Amanda came back, barely dressed at all. She wore an XXL T-Shirt, most likely with only panties underneath. Becky was simalerly dressed. I offered them the remote control. They started bickering and were soon fighting. It was a sight to see, two beautiful young girls wrestling on the floor with no thought towards modesty. Both of their panties were exposed to me several times, and I was even granted a good look at Amanda’s pert young breasts. Soon, however, hair was pulled and nails threatened to come out. Amanda gave Becky a scratch and Becky pulled out some of Amanda’s hair. I broke it up and set them both on opposite sides of the room. “You’re sisters” I said. “Learn to get along”. They proceeded to continue bickering, arguing loudly and driving me insane. I had enough. Their mother had given me permission to spank me, and I pulled Amanda over my knee first. Her shirt flopped down over her head, revealing her panty-clad backside to me. I gave it 10 firm smacks, leaving her ass beet-red. (sorry for the pun). I let her go, saying “Do what you want, but if I were you I wouldn’t sit down for a while.” I pulled Becky over next and gave her the same treatment. I hit her carefully, leaving her small butt pink. I set her free with the same warning. Amanda re-appeared, lifting her skirt to show she was wearing a tiny string thong. Becky complained. “Hey, you know I don’t have any of those!” I smacked my hands loudly as a warning, and they both shut up. I took Amanda to her room and made her change back into normal panties. I took them both back to the living room and made them apologize to each other. Then, it was bath time. As a final punishment, I made Amanda share the bath with Becky. I was about to leave when Becky spoke up. “Aren’t you going to wash us?” “I figured you would be more comfortable with Amanda, she can do it.” “No, you do it. Please”. I now had two gorgeous young girls in front of me, and now one of them wanted me to run my hands all over her! I couldn’t refuse. Grabbing a wash cloth, I started on Becky’s back. Amanda gave me a sly grin and wink and settled against the wall of the bath tub. I washed Becky’s legs, down to her feet, which I massaged carefully. I switched to her stomach, skipping over her pussy and breast area. I finished her arms and was about to leave her when she again stopped me. “You’re supposed to wash ALL of me”. My mouth dropped. “But those are your privates, you can do them”. Her response shocked me. “But I WANT you to do them”. I didn’t protests. Starting with her feet, I slowly brought the washcloth up her legs to her small, warm snatch. I washed the edges first, then concentrated on her soft young hole. She moaned quietly, enjoying it. I got more brazen, hooking my finger in slightly and massaging her clit. She gasped and fell back against the wall of the tub. I stopped then- to her obvious disappointment- and started on her chest. I massaged each of her nipples and ran the cloth over her flat chest. I heard her breath quicken again and stopped, leaving her obviously disappointed. I was beginning to see through her initial innocence and learn just how horny this young girl was. I then offered the rag to Amanda, who refused. “You did her, now you have to do me!” she insisted. Shrugging, I agreed. I was far less apprehensive about Amanda and my finger was soon deep cleaning her pussy to her audible gasps and moans. I looked up for a second and saw Becky’s hand below the water, seemingly in her crotch, her eyes looking on with fascination. I rubbed Amanda’s breasts softly. She was now gasping in my hands, barreling towards an orgasm. I stopped suddenly and she gave a sigh of disappointment. I got towels down and told them to get out. Becky dragged her dripping wet body out first and insisted I dry her. I ran the towel down her arms, then knelt as I did each leg. She turned, and her pussy was level with my face. I sniffed deeply, inhaling her scent, before carefully drying over her pussy and chest. Amanda was already out and dry. Both girls wore T-shirts but nothing else. The veil of innocence was gone, and I knew they would both want more.
We returned to the couch. Becky cut to the chase and sat on my lap. She pulled her shirt up so that her naked pussy rested on top of my crouch. I slipped on hand around her and cupped her entire crouch. Amanda sat beside us. I now realized that this whole night they had been setting me up for the bath, and that I had fallen into their trap completely. Not that I was complaining! I began to finger Becky openly, leaving her gasping in my arms. Amanda stood up and pulled her hot little sister off me. “All we have is shirts on. You can at least return the favor” she demanded. I stood up, and the girls stripped my shirt, pants, and even socks off. Finally, Becky reached for my boxers. She tugged then down gently, and my dick popped out, bopping her on the nose. She was fascinated with it. “I’ve never seen one before!”. She pulled it down and laughed when it sprung back up. Amanda stepped in and held it in her hands. The sight of two girls playing with my cock almost made me cum right away, but I held it. Amanda began to jerk me off, and I fell back into the couch. Her hand traveled up and down, and I moaned loudly. Both girls tugged their shirts off and were naked. Becky climbed up onto the couch and kissed me; no little girl kiss but a fully adult kiss. I pushed my tongue into her mouth and she entered mine. She tasted sweet, like sugar. I pulled her face to mine and kissed her hard. Amanda stopped, and the two switched places. Becky was inexperienced but had learned from her sister. Amanda stopped making out with me long enough to tell her sister how to suck me. My eyes were riveted as my cock disappeared into Becky’s small mouth. Her lips seemed apprehensive at first and slid around my head, then down. More confident, her tongue joined the picture and licked up and down my shaft. Amanda buried her mouth and I found myself in heaven all over again. Becky soon began to suck me. We all became more and more passionate, until Amanda stopped- just before I orgasmed. She led us to her room and cleaned the sheets off her bed. Before things went any further, I asked Amanda just how far they both wanted to go. “Jake, I love you. I want you to take my cherry tonight. Make me a virgin no more!” Becky agreed. I consented, but asked for Becky first. She came over to me. I pulled her pussy to my face and gave a tentative lick. I teased her for a while until she began to beg me to eat her out. I felt Amanda take my cock into her mouth and suck, and I leaped into Becky. She gasped as my tongue probed into her, tasting every inch, my mouth sucking for all I was worth. She moaned loudly. I was in bliss and no longer controlled myself. I plunged my tongue deep into her. She went wild. “PLEASE JAKE…….OH YES……OH MY GOD…..” I pushed her towards and orgasm. I knew she was close, and thrust my tongue and sucked her all at the same time. With a scream, she orgasmed. Her hot girl cum splashed into my mouth and all over my face. I drank it greedily. I knew she had never felt like this before and was determined to make the feeling last for her. I felt a tingling in my balls and shot my cum into Amanda’s waiting mouth. I couldn’t see how she took it, but felt suction on my head and knew she was gulping every drop. I slowed my pace on Amanda, bringing her down bit by bit until she collapsed, exhausted, next to me. “I’ve never felt that good……………oh my god…..” I patted her gently and kissed her, letting her taste herself. She laid quietly by my side, getting her energy back. After a few minutes, she sat up. “Its time” she said, determined. Amanda stroked my cock a few times and Becky walked climbed over to it . I knew that she wanted to lose her cherry now. I stopped them. “Becky, you know this is going to hurt, right?” She nodded. “Are you sure you want this?” “Jake, ever since Amanda first told me about you I wanted you to take my cherry” “Ok, you’re gonna be on top of me here. If it gets to much, just tell me and I’ll get you off me.” She nodded and sat down on my chest. We prepared to lose our virginities Amanda was off to the side, her finger buried in her pussy. “Save some for me!” I protested. “Don’t worry”, she said with a wink and a nod to Becky. “I’m ready”, Becky said. I grabbed her arms and picked her up, sliding her down to my cock. I kissed her hard, then slipped the head of my cock into her virgin pussy. She was so tight! I realized she was bracing herself, and told her not to. She loosened up, and settled down another inch. I felt skin on my tip and knew it was her hymen. I looked at her one last time, and she nodded. I picked her weight up, then brought her down suddenly. My dick ripped through her hymen, and she screamed in pain and pleasure. I stopped there and laid her on my chest. The pain subsided, and she nodded for me to continue. She moved up and down slowly on my cock, fucking herself. She started to moan as pleasure captured her senses. She got faster and faster. I felt my pole slid in and out of her tight hole, and moaned in approval. She soon became a moaning blur on my cock. Amanda jammed her pussy into my face and I ate her out, moaning and shouting into her pussy. Becky spoke up. “oh yes….fuck me, please…….FUCK ME!!!” she began to shout. I drove my tongue into Amanda, tasting every inch of her as I had Becky. I felt Becky’s pussy tighten, and she screamed. “OH MY GOD…..OH MY GOD……………I’M CUUMMMMMMING!!!!” I felt her warm fluid run down my cock and couldn’t hold myself. My balls churned and shot rope after rope of cum into her. Amanda lost it onto my face, and we came together. Amanda’s cum slid down the sides of my face, and she screamed in pleasure. Becky slowed down in her fucking, and Amanda fell of me onto the bed. With one last thrust, I pulled Becky off me and laid her down. She was shivering from her orgasm. Amanda bent over and kissed her sister, tasting me from her little sisters mouth. They held each other for some time. We all paused for a while to get our energy back. Afterwards, I knew it would be Amanda’s turn.
Amanda and made sure Becky was comfortable. Her pussy was predictably sore after the hard fucking, and we would work without her. I kissed Amanda and lowered her to my waist. I cast a look at this incredible 13 year old and watched her hover her pussy over my cock. She bent over and sucked her little sisters juices off, and I moaned as her tongue traveled my shaft. Her pussy was still wet from the tongue lashing I had given her, and she was ready. She lowered herself down, and my cock entered the second virgin pussy that night. Her cunt was a tight fit around my cock, and she slid down and inch. I felt her warm barrier and knew that it would be the second one I claimed that night. I kissed her, and she suddenly seized up and plunged herself down on my cock! I felt her hymen rip and she let out a soft scream. I saw tears in her eyes, but she was determined not to stop. She started to fuck herself gently on my 6 inch dick. I watched and groaned as her pussy traveled up and down my shaft. After about 20 minutes, Becky woke up. She was not happy that we had gone on without her. She kissed me, then moved over to her sister. She bent over and kissed the area where my cock met Amanda’s pussy. I felt Amanda’s pussy begin to seize up and new she was close to orgasm. I grabbed her sides as she rode my cock like a wild woman, becoming a blur atop my cock. She gave out a scream of orgasmic pleasure, and I felt her pussy juices spill out over my cock. Becky kept u up licking, sucking up her sisters cum. I felt the familiar bubbling in my balls and cum erupted from my cock into her pussy. Rope after rope of my cum shoot deep into her, and I felt the mix of our cum running down my cock into Becky’s waiting mouth. Amanda drove herself hard, riding out her intense orgasm. She tired, and I helped her off my prick. Both she and Becky collapsed onto the bed next to me. They snuggled up on either side of me, and we fell asleep together. I dreamed that night of the two heavenly young girls that were with me, and of the fun we would have in the future.

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Daniel And Eric (Part One)

Okay… so it’s my first story, please don’t judge too harshly. It’s about a new vampire, Daniel, who has been sent to a safe house for humans and vampires called The Den just until he can gain control of himself. There he meets Eric… okay, so I hope you like it. Sorry about any spelling mistakes. Depending on how this one goes and if I have time I might write more (:

Why Did She Hate Me Pt 1

Ok so I will get this out of the way this is my first story posted here I wrote this story a few years ago and posted it on literotica.com it got mixed reviews. That aside I am working on the second part and will post it if I get good reviews. Because of douchbags posting on stories trying to get laid and what not I will not allow comments. If you like this you can give a + vote, I will post the second part when I finish it. But depending on the reviews will decide if I try to post another part. Please constructive criticism only and grammar and spelling critics I am sorry this isnt better but at this moment I am three sheets into the wind, that is when I get my best thoughts and can write without my ocd’s kicking in and making it where I cant write anything. So now I say enjoy /tips hat and raises drink. Oh btw I did correct some spelling issues and wording issues but I know I didn’t get them all.
Why Did She Hate Me
He drove towards home he replayed the events over and over in his head. Trying to find fault in his actions and coming up empty. He only wanted to protect her but it seemed that just enraged her even more, he gave his thoughts a mental shake and prepared him self for the next few weeks of being home. It had been four years since he had left his childhood home. The next few weeks were going to be hell. Slowly he pulled into the drive way of his parent’s house. A nice two story that looked to have recently been repainted, the porch had an old rocking chair that a creaked when you sit in it.
James opened the door on his beat up old truck the squeaking it made reminded him of the chair. James picked up his duffle bag and lugged it up to the house. He had managed to stay away for 4 years and now his best efforts couldn’t keep him from having to come home. The thought of facing her was almost too much he just wanted to get back in his truck and go back to his apartment. As he shut his door he shuddered not from the cold weather that seemed to be content on dumping snow on the ground. The snow storm having followed him seemed to be laughing at him wanting him to stay at his parent’s house. The interstate had closed due to the storm.
James shut his door at he saw the door to his parent’s house open and his mom and rush out to greet him. As they closed the distance he saw that his mom had tears of joy and a relived look on her face and his dad was all smiles. James forced a smile trying to hide the fact that this is the last place I wanted to be. His mom closed in to give him a hug he realized how long he had been gone he didn’t remember towering over her. At 5”10 185 lbs he was the perfect picture of a college football player. His mom being 5”5 and 95 lbs looked just the same as she did the day he had left. His dad closer to height looked to have put on a few pounds. James made a mental note that he would have to crack a few jokes at his dad’s expense. As James embraced his mom his new habit got him in trouble.
“I see you haven’t changed much in the past 4 years Grace. Frank you seem to have enjoyed her cooking a lot more since I left.” Grace looked up at her son with a scow on her face
“James call me mom why did you ever start using our first names I never understood that.” She fussed at him but didn’t care he was home after four long years.
“Sorry mom it’s a habit I picked up at my job and it’s hard to break.”
“Well you better break it right now mister if we have to listen to you calling us Frank and Grace for two weeks I swear that I just might have to contact your boss and give him a peace of my mind.”
James shuddered he hadn’t been at home for more than 3 minuets and he was already being scolded like he was a little boy again. James smiled and remembered that was how his mother was. As his mom released him from her embrace it was his dads turn to give him a fatherly hug. Not as long and with a few claps on his back. James was impressed even though Frank seemed to have put on a few more pounds he was as strong as he remembered. “We were worried about you the news said the interstate had been closed due to the number of accidents have been happing. We hoped that you were ok and not one of those poor people stuck due to the snow.”
“No everything went fine the storm followed me. I stayed ahead of most of the snow.” As Grace ushered him inside Frank followed behind, as they approached the door he saw her in the doorway. Her face was almost unchanged since the last four years that he saw her. Her red hair cascaded off her shoulders; her face was a blank mask except a hint of a smile he wasn’t sure why. The last time he saw her she was so angry at him at he had stayed away from her for 4 years. He shuddered mentally at the thought of there last fight. As he walked to the door she just turned around and walked in the house without a word to him. It seems she was still upset with him. He only hoped that she could wait till mom and dad were gone at work before she chose to pick a fight with him.
As James turned to get his bag from his dad, frank told him to go try out some of mom’s special rum cookies that he would take the bag to his room. James not wanting to get into another scolding just followed the directions. As James turned to the kitchen he saw her sitting in what was his favorite chair when he was there. She had a smile on her face now but it wasn’t directed at him. James entered the kitchen seeing that dinner was still being cooked. Grace offered him everything from rum cookies to home made peanut caramel crunch. James asked his mom if she had any eggnog and she said that there hadn’t been time to pick it up that they would go tomorrow to get the ingredients for it.
James wanting to eat more but decided that he couldn’t have too many sweets or he would look like his father and would require him to have to spend more of his fleeting time at the gym. As it was being a senior in college he had tried to show that he wasn’t a dumb jock riding out a foot ball scholarship and had taken as many extra courses as possible. So what time wasn’t spent practicing he had his nose buried in books.
Finally his coach approached him worried about his performance on the field. When James explained the coach smiled and told him that he understood James way of thinking and encouraged James to not be afraid to ask for help from his professors that when he had approached them about grades they were all impressed with his commitment to his school work off the field.
What James didn’t tell the coach was that he had a reason he was taking those extra curses was to prove a point to his cousin. Of course James couldn’t admit that to himself he just held to that he didn’t want to look like some dumb jock.
As James entered the living room Frank came down and told him that his bag was sitting on his bed. Just then Grace entered the living room and announced that dinner was still atleast an hour away so she suggested that James unpack. As James headed to go up the stairs to his room Frank told him that once he was unpacked and settled in to come out to the garage he wanted to show him some of the new improvements. Absently James said he would be there as soon as he unpacked. As James ascended the stairs he unconsciousnessley held his breath. After he reached the top of the stairs he realized that his lungs starting to tingle with the need of air. Slowly he exhaled and continued to his room. He walked in and saw that things were the same as when he left the posters of his sports idols on the wall. As he looked at the floor he saw that his rug was never straightened.
He started to get tears in his eyes as the memory came flooding back. He was 18 and had graduated top 10 in his class. He was awarded a football scholarship to a university and had just finished packing to head to college and get checked in. It was a 4 hour drive. He wanted to show up early to find his dorm that he was assigned to and then to get his class schedule. As he did a last check around his room James picked up the duffle bags and walked out of his room heading down stairs, when he reached the living room he remembered that he had left something he couldn’t remember what it was now. As James climbed the stairs he heard a muffled squeal coming from his cousin’s room. He stopped dead in his tracks trying to make sure he did actually hear something.
Due to a misfortune and just pain bad luck his cousin had lost her parents in a car crash. When Grace heard of her sister’s death she offered instantly to take her daughter in. Rachael was only 12 years old at the time of her parent’s death and James was 14. James saw her as the sister that he wanted and Rachael saw him as a big brother. And like most they fought and made up like most kids while growing up James was protective of Rachael and Rachael just like most little girls seemed enjoy having her big brother look after her.
But soon the friendship became strained, James always was secretly attracted to Rachael but he knew nothing could come of them. He kept a respectful distance from her when she had brought home her first boyfriend. James didn’t like the kid personally and didn’t understand why Rachael did. Eventually James had a talk with the kid and soon after he had dumped Rachael. At age 13 that started the tear in the friendship between the two of them. That fight lead to others and others, James hearing the squeal again coming from the other side of her door was worried.
He was supposed to leave to go to school but he was worried what was happing in his cousin’s room. But he didn’t want to barge in to her room to find that nothing was wrong. As he sit there for a moment trying to decide what to do he heard the voice of one of the high schools junior football players in her room. James breathe stopped dead he held his breath trying to place a name with the voice he just heard. But James didn’t have to wait but a few seconds before Rachael answered the question for him.
“Rickey what are you doing, I told you I don’t want to go that far please stop.”
At that point James lost it his vision started to turn red. His hands clenched to make fist over and over again. He walked the short distance to Rachael’s door and threw it open seeing Ricky on top of his cousin kissing her neck while trying to remove his pants at the same time. She was under him trying to push him off of her, her pants on the floor and her shirt in a wrinkled heap in the floor. Rickey so caught up with trying to get his pants off didn’t even hear her door being thrown open. James practically leaped to the bed covering the short distance in 2 strides. He grabbed Rickey by the hair on the back of his head and yanked him off of Rachael.
Rachael had a terrified look on her face that soon turned to shock. As she watched her older cousin pick up her would be lover by the throat and carried him out of her room. As James got to the stairwell he had to restrain himself to keep from throwing Rickey down the stairs.
As James carried Rickey by his throat down the stairs James started telling Rickey that his football life was over. And those if he even heard his name mentioned by his parents saying that Rachael was dateing him that he would be back and cut his dick and balls off and ram them down his throat. As James reached the door Rickey’s face was turning a deep purple and his pants still down around his ankles just wanted to get the hell out of there. James had a reputation about defending his cousin which he considered his little sister. And from what Rickey was seeing he knew the reputation was right. James threw open the door and tossed Rickey as hard as he could out the door onto the porch. Rickey not waiting around to see what James might do got up and took off pulling his pants up and yelling at Rachael that it was through between them.
Rickey heard the last and final word from James telling him not to comeback. James turned around and slammed the door. His cousin was at the base of the stairs just looking at him. She hadn’t put on her pants or shirt she had followed them downstairs watching her cousin throw the boy she thought she wanted out of her life for good. Rachael started crying and crying hard she wants upset by Rickey’s persistence at trying to get into her pants hell she was planning on letting him in the next couple of days but she was so angry at her cousin all she could do was cry.
“What the hell do you think you were doing? Do you know what he dose to the girls he fucks? I can tell you he calls them a day or two later he puts them on speaker phone and tells them how he loved how they fucked but that he doesn’t feel like its going anywhere and dumps them with the whole football team there listing. And as soon as he finishes they all laugh at her so she knows what has happened. Do you want that to happen to you?”
Rachael sit there and let him continue and let his verbal punishment fuel her rage. Finally she exploded she stormed up the stars with James hot on her tracks still yelling at her. She didn’t hear anything now all she knew was that she wanted him gone out of her life forever. At the top of the stairs she headed to the bathroom which was across from his room as he continued to follow her yelling she finally snapped.
She turned on him with a look hate and anger that stopped his mouth dead in its tracks. The look in her eyes said it all to him she hated him and then she started yelling back at him telling him that she could have handled her self with Rickey that she felt something for him and then the big dumb jock James had to scare him away. Her face transformed with a look that he had never seen before, one that scared him.
“James I want you to get out of fucking life and never comeback. I know the only reason your going to college is because of your football scholarship and that if it wasn’t for that you would be home. I don’t even know why your university is going to take another big dumb jock like you. Just another scholarship that could have gone to someone that would actually study and work for it wasted on someone that only cares about the size of his muscles. And don’t think I don’t know that’s the truth I have heard mom and dad talking thanking god for this scholarship hoping that you don’t blow it. Personally I think you should just stay home and let them accept someone that deserves it.”
With that he thought she was done but she had one more thing planned for him she looked him in the eye and yelled get out of my life and then slapped him. He recognized the look as one of finality one that she meant every word that she had said with 100% of her being. So shocked was he that when she slapped him the stumbled back and slipped on his rug he kept at the entrance of his room. She turned went into the bathroom and slammed the door.
James was crushed his cousin who he loved more than his life hated him and wanted him out of her life. And from what she said his parents didn’t have a lot of faith in him as well. At that moment James made a mental vow he would show her he wasn’t just some big dumb jock. And that he wouldn’t comeback unless he had to. He would stay out of her life and let her do whatever she wanted.
James blinked a few times brought back to the present; he felt a few tears roll down his cheeks. He wiped them away; he had hoped he wouldn’t remember everything his cousin had told him. But he did, he remembered how he left he didn’t bye to his mom or dad and his entire 4 hour drive he cried most of the way. But hat was in the past, James just hoped the past wouldn’t repeat it’s self. As James finished unpacking he remembered that he told his dad he would go out to the garage.
As James descended the stairs he noticed that Rachel wasn’t in his chair. She was most likely helping mom in the kitchen. As James headed for the door that lead to the garage he heard his dad out there swearing like a sailor he couldn’t make out most of it but something about stumping his toe on the bench he didn’t remember leaving there. James got a big smile on his face as he walked out the door.
“So I see not only are you starting to put on a few pounds but now you’re starting to lose your memory.” James smiled at the jab he had just sent to his dad and was sure it wouldn’t be the last. Frank frowned as he looked at his son shaking his head and mumbling something about damn kids under his breath.
“Just wait son I might not remember putting this bench here but I know where I can put it if you keep it up. You might be a college football player but I can still take you any day of the week and don’t you forget it either, or do I have to prove it again like last time you decided to give me a jab.”
“That was no fair I was only 15 at the time and you cheated I remember it I was doing pretty good till Rachael started tickling me.” Frank stopped for a moment chucking at the memory “she could always sneak up on you and get you like that and all you could do was laugh.”
“So pops I see you got the garage insulated and heated like you always talked about. I also see that you put in a new work bench, and is that a new welder I see?”
As James got closer to his dad he started to inspect the work bench his dad had put in. At one end however looked to have a small extension about the size of a light switch when James taped it he heard it was hollow. With a questioning glance at his father “dad whats this compartment you have here in the bench.” “Noticed it did you well that didn’t take you long. I added that in specifically for this reason.”
Frank reached up and ran one of his fingers down the center of the compartment. Noticing the exposed bottom of the compartment moving James saw something small drop into franks palm. Frank brought the object from under the bench and held it out in his palm for James to take. James carefully picked up the object he now recognized as a jewelers box. With a questioning glance at his father in which Frank nodded James opened the box. As James opened the box he was astonished to see a diamond ring. Not just any diamond ring this ring had a golden band it had a set of 4 diamonds. Two small diamonds set between two larger diamonds. The ring its self must have cost atleast $5000 if not more.
“It’s the ring your mother wanted when I proposed to her. At the time we couldn’t afford it hell we could barely afford the single diamond ring I got her. It’s taken me 6 years to save up for this ring. Baring the weather making it possible to go to work tomorrow we will have our annual Christmas party at work and I plan on asking her to marry me again to renew our vows. It’s been 20 years since the day we said I do. And I have never forgotten the look in your moms eyes when I gave her the ring I bought she was overjoyed but also a bit sad. The diamonds in the ring have a double meaning. The two big diamonds represent your mom and me and the smaller ones you and Rachael even though she isn’t our daughter we think of her as one. Now you need to keep quite about this I haven’t told anyone about it especially that sister of yours if she was to find out then it won’t stay a surprise.”
Won’t be hard there James thought we haven’t spoken in four years and it’s not like that’s going to change anytime soon. James closed the little black box and handed it back to his father who returned it to its hiding spot. Just as Frank had closed the hidden compartment the garage door opened and Rachel stuck her head in telling them they had about 10 minuets till dinner was done. Frank said they would be right in as he started to push his son to the garage door. James had a sneaking suspicion that something was going on but no one wanted to tell him just yet, but instead of trying to get his dad to tell him what was going on he just decided that he would let it be revealed when it was.
James entered the kitchen and found that the table was still setup as he remembered with his mom and dad on one side and Rachael and himself on the other. James moved his chair down a bit more to keep a healthy distance away from his cousin. They said grace and dished out the dinner that his mom had been cooking for a most of the day. Rachael would occasionally look over at him but was silent through most of the meal. Most of the conversation came from Grace and Frank updating James on what was going on around town and with their jobs.
As dinner was finish James started to clear the table and his mom told him to sit back down that she would get the dishes and asked Rachael to help. When Grace collected all the plates from the table Rachel passed out smaller desert plates and Grace went to the icebox and pulled out the desert. As James and Frank was talking about football Grace brought the desert to the table.
Grace sit at the table having placed the desert in the center where the ham had just been James noticed that it was his favorite. A pineapple upside down cake covered with pineapples on the top and a cherry in the center of each pineapple slice. Just as James looked up at his mom to voice that this looked delicious he noticed that Rachael was standing behind Grace. James also noticed that her face had changed no longer did it have that small smirk or a small smile. Her facial features had a small hint of fear in them, James also noticed that to his discomfort that she was staring at him intendedley.
As Grace cut into the cake and cut a slice for every one James wondered why Rachael was still behind Grace. As James took his first fork full he thought he could see Rachael hold her breath, after he chewed and swallowed then he delivered his verdict that this was the best cake he has had in over four years. “Well son I wish I could take credit for it but Rachael here slaved over that cake all day, obsessed over making it perfect. I have never seen anyone place such care in making a cake but your right it’s even better than mine.”
James spoke he saw Rachael features relax and she looked more relieved and then she went back to her normal that he had seen since he had arrived. A small smile on her face as she walked around the table and sit down and started to eat some of the cake as well. James decided that since his mom and now apparently his cousin made this meal they would get to rest while Frank and he washed the dishes.
James got a look of pain from his father when he voiced his opinion and his mom and cousin agreed. As he started the hot water in the sink. He gave his dad the job of drying the dishes they had just finished putting the last dish away. When both women entered the kitchen to review the work they had just finished. Grace voiced her approval to Rachael and added that Frank should help in the kitchen more often instead of hiding out in the garage when dishes need to be done. Frank just chuckled and admitted “what can I say she’s got my number.”
Now the dishes were done they all retired out to the living room Rachael taking James’s chair and Frank and Grace on the couch James elected to sit in the chair opposite of Rachael. There was some more small talk and jabs handed around. James sit and listened and watched Rachael out of the corner of his eye. The night went one everyone soon decided that it as getting late. James stood and said that his four hour drive took more out of him than he realized decided it was time to hit the shower and then get some sleep. As he headed to the stairs he heard his mom and dad agree that it was late and they should get some sleep. He walked up he noticed that Rachael was still sitting in the living room and had turned on the TV.
James walked into the bathroom and picked a towel out of the stack as well as a wash cloth. While showering James replayed the events over in his head over and over. And he found himself fixating on Rachael. He hadn’t seen her in four years and she had filled into her figure very nicely from what little he was able to see her breast had filled out as well as her hips. She didn’t have the full body hourglass figure but it wasn’t far from it. From the talk at dinner he knew she was in college and was impressed that she didn’t gain the freshman 20. He noticed that her pretty red hair was still as dark red as he remembered. And that her brown eyes seemed to be as hypnotic as he also remembered. He figured her for atleast a c-cup maybe a d-cup and had grown another inch or two.
As he finished he turned the water off and picked up the towel as he started to wrap it around his waste he realized that he had an erection. This disturbed him greatly, after he left so long ago he questioned his feelings about Rachael. Even though they couldn’t be he wondered if he could still feel that way even after what she had done to him. Well now he had his answer, but he couldn’t decide if it was lust or love that he felt for her.
James cracked the bathroom door to see if anyone was in the hallway he didn’t want anyone to see the erection he had. Seeing no one he turned to turn off the light and when he turned around and opened the door he almost ran smack into Rachael. Shocked he jumped back as did she.
He felt his face turning red over the embarrassment of being caught with a hardon. James apologized saying that he didn’t see her there. Rachael quickly returned the apology saying that she didn’t know he was still in the bathroom she saw the light was off and wanted to get her shower. As James walked passed Rachael she said his name and he stopped and turned towards her. “Did you really like that desert or were you just saying that you liked it.”
“No Rach I really liked it, it was very good.” Rachael slowly started to smile and told him thank you.
In his rush to get to his room James didn’t realize that his towel wasn’t secured to his waste as well as it should have been then when he jumped back that just helped loosen the towel now that he had turned which caused the towel to loosen more he felt the knot give and his towel start to fall exposing himself in front of Rachael. Reaching for the towel was fruitless.
Now he did it, due to his haste and not tying the towel as tight as he should earned him being nude in front of his cousin, with his erection straining. Embarrassed he grabbed the towel and dove into his room shutting the door. As he walked over to his dresser he pulled out his sleeping shorts and shirt. As he put them on he couldn’t believe how stupid he was. Not only did he ruin his chance of talking to Rachael but she had seen him with pole at full mask. What next was his dad going to come in and tell him that he found James old play boys and hid them in his closet? James turned off the top light in his room and reached for his desk lamp. As he turned it on he noticed something on his bed that wasn’t there when he had unpacked. It looked to be an envelope as he walked over to his bed he picked it up with nothing written on the front as he turned it over to open it he noticed that it had a single peace of tape holding the flap down.
As James opened the letter he laid down on his bed taking the letter with him. As he held it in his hands he began to read the letter.
Dear James
I think we should talk about what happened four years ago.
Rachael
p.s. look at your door
James looked up at his door to see that Rachael had snuck into his room without him realizing it. James immediately begin to get apprehensive. Since his return home he hadn’t spoken a dozen words to her and she is now in his room. He had hoped that any interaction between the two of them would have occurred when Grace and Frank were nearby. But now here she was he setup in bend and set on the edge he offered her a spot but Rachael gently shook her head.
“James can we talk. I would really want to talk about what happened the last time we saw each other. I know I was wrong I was hurt and that I had said something’s that had hurt you, but 4 years. I don’t think that I deserve that, and mom and dad practically
having to beg you to tell them what was going on in your life they defiantly don’t deserve that.”
James listened to his cousin talk he couldn’t believe it. Here she was asking why he hadn’t contacted her and why he had kept his parents at arms length. He had thought about this moment for four years. What he would say what he would do? He was hoping it wouldn’t have been tonight he really was tired from his drive not to mention the stress he felt all night. Well now was the time he was going to tell her everything. His feelings for her and about how he felt after the last fight they had he was going to let it all out in the open and if she wasn’t ready to accept it or didn’t accept it he would be leaving and going home at 6:00 in the morning.
James started to speak he realized that she wasn’t at the door where he had last seen her in all his mental preparation he hadn’t notice that she had taken the spot next to him that he had offered.
James turned to look at her he realized that his face was just inches from his and that made him feel very uncomfortable. James stood up and faced Rachael, looking into her eyes and she looking into his. “Do you know how I felt when I left four years ago. How I felt when the little cousin I loved like a sister yelled at me calling me a big dumb jock for trying to keep her from being known as the sophomore slut to the foot ball team, or how I felt when I was told that mom and dad were worried that I might screw my scholarship up because of my grades. How about this one when I was being told I shouldn’t take the scholarship that I should let someone take it that I wasn’t worth the time and effort. Here was another one that was also my favorite why I had to endure the looks my dorm mate gave me because I wouldn’t tell him why I had a hand print on my face. I only wanted to protect you and you slapped me.”
“When we were growing up I didn’t mind you hanging around because I loved you. I always wanted a baby sister and you were that sister to me.”
Rachael listened she understood how much she had hurt him. But he said something that surprised her and he had said it twice he loved her. How did he love her was it what she was hoping it would be? Her vision started to get watery as she listened to how badly she had hurt him in her fit of anger. She felt she could just barley understand how he felt when he left those long 4 years ago and how he had felt up until this point.
“And what really hurt Rachael was the look on your face. I knew what it was and it hurt the most. It was a look of total finality that you were done with me for the rest of your life. So when you told me to get out of your life and stay out I did. I didn’t want to hurt you anymore. I knew you were hurt when I threw Rickey out. He never came back did he? Did he even tell you I called his coach and told him that he was trying to force him self on some sophomore? I didn’t say any names the coach removed him from the team. He was tired of how Rickey treated the girls he was with and didn’t like what it was doing to the other players.” At this point Rachael started crying. She was crying for all she was worth. James couldn’t believe that he had made her cry he was just trying to let her know how he felt.
Rachael stood up and started moving for the door, as she reached for the handle she left James hand grab her wrist, as she looked up at him James did something surprised her. James pulled her into a hug, which she eagerly accepted. As James hugged Rachael he stroked her hair and rubbed his hand up and down on her back and whispering that he loved her and that he was sorry that he made her cry that he just wanted her to know how he felt. And then he said it again “Rachael I love you. That’s why I have stayed out of your life. I didn’t want to hurt you again. I have missed you. I just hope you love me as much as I love you. I only wanted the best for you. Please forgive me for hurting you.”
Rachael stood there with her cousin he was hugging her and telling her that he loved her and she wanted to know how he loved her. As she struggled to get ahold of her self to slow her crying she felt so touched at even while trying to express how he felt that he cared about how she felt. All she wanted to do was stay in his arms and be close to him but if she didn’t make her move now she never would be able to. Rachael looked up at her cousin and looked into his eyes and then she made her move she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss.
James was shocked at this point when his cousin looked up at him and looked into his eyes he couldn’t understand what he was seeing in her eyes. And then he felt her hands grab the back of his head and pull him into a kiss. It wasn’t a short sisterly kiss. It was a kiss that he had seen but never felt. It was soft and tender and in that one kiss she had opened her heart to him. James was over whelmed his mind was trying to comprehend what was happing. When Rachael pulled back from the kiss James looked into her eyes what he saw was fear. She was sacred how he would respond to her kiss.
As Rachael looked into James eyes her only thought was he said he loves me show me how you love me. She felt James hand that was rubbing her back stop when she pulled him into the kiss. His hand was at the small of her back. As Rachael looked up into James eyes trying to decipher what he was thinking she felt his hand begin to move up she felt James arms pull her closer to him and his hand go to the back of her had as he pulled her into a kiss. This kiss like the one she had given him was gentle and answered her question of how he loved her. She felt his lips begin to part and his tongue tentively touch the front of her hips. She instantly responded by opening her lips and allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. As their tongues danced with each other she felt his other hand slide slowly down her body until it reached the small of her back hesitant to go any lower.
When James pulled back from the kiss he looked into her eyes the fear was gone replaced buy the same look he saw at dinner. He looked her right in the eyes “Rachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I have fallen in love with you.
Just as Rachael starts to open her mouth to respond a loud beeping blocked out her words. James startles awake soaking in sweat he looks over at his alarm clock the digital display shows it being 7:30 am. He shuts the alarm off and lies back in bed. As he lays there he thinks about the dream he just had.
He has had this same dream for the past month ever since his parents called and begged him to come home. It was four years ago that he left to go to college. He has barley spoken to them since he left and he hasn’t spoken to his cousin at all since she slapped him and told him to get out of her life. He tried his damnest to do as she wished. Now he is going back home for the next two weeks. Of course Rachael will be there and he will have to face her now. James sits up in his bed and turns so he is sitting at the edge with feet on the floor.
He realized for the second time in his life that he loved his cousin he wanted to be with her he last words he said in his dream ringing in his head. Rachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I have fallen in love with you.
James walks out the door of his bed room and headed to the kitchen to get himself a cup of coffee he wonders how Rachael will feel and if she will even speak to him.
Rachael opened her mouth to respond to James declaration of love a loud buzzing blocked out what she was trying to say. Rachael startled awake as she looks over at her alarm clock 7:30 she had to get ready to leave soon. She had asked mom to show her how to make pineapple upside down cake James’s favorite desert. She had a two hour drive. Rachael slowly climbs out of bed she feels a unexpected chill from the air she realizes she is covered in sweat. When Rachael called Grace and told her she would be home for Christmas last month Grace told her that James would be there this year. Ever since then she has had the same dream over and over. It ends with him declaring his love her. His words echoed over and over again in her head “Rachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I was and still am in love with you”
Rachael reaching for the door knob knows when James will be getting to their parents house even though it was only a dream every detail of the dream seemed real. Even though they aren’t her real parents she calls them mom and dad and considers them as her parents. As Rachael heads to the shower she recalls 4 years ago when she said those terrible words to James “James I want you to get out of fucking life and never comeback.”
It was only after he had left did she realize that she loved him, missed him, and needed him. After he had left things changed she couldn’t find a reason to be happy she ditched her friends as they only wanted to know how James was doing. After James left she thought about what had happened over and over again. And realized that her love wasn’t that of a cousin, or a sister it was that of someone that wanted to be his lover. Rachael starts to shower she started crying again only thing she could keep on her mind was that she loved him and she had told him to get out of her life. She finished her shower she forced a new thought into her head one she heard every night in her dream, but this time instead of just thinking of the words she says the words.
“Rachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I was and still am in love with you.”
To Be Continued.

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George at Cinema X

CINEMA X
That’s where George went when he wanted to see some porn and see some other guys expose themselves for other guys to see. He really wouldn’t admit that what he really wanted was for those guys to ask him to suck their cocks. He kind of really wanted them to insist he suck their cocks, or even force him to. He was shy about that.
He usually ended up playing with other guys as they played with him, or letting them suck his cock. It seemed there were more guys interested in sucking than in being dominant about fucking his mouth.
He often sat in an end seat of a row in a dark corner so that a guy could stand next to him and let his cock out about 6” from his face. He could then decide whether to lean over and take it in, just look at it or reach up and stroke it. He once had a guy do that and he did lean over and take the cock in his mouth. It was a little salty, but he ran his tongue over it then sucked it down, bobbing his head on the guys cock then taking it back into his throat. The guy then turned toward him and pulled his head into his crotch, pushing the cock a little ways down his throat. He gagged. The guy relented till he stopped gagging, then pushed his cock deeper into George’s throat. He got used to it and kind of liked it. He no longer gagged. He felt the guy’s pubic hairs against his lips. The guy fucked his throat until he felt the cock throb, then he unloaded gob after gob of cum into George’s throat and mouth. George usually didn’t take cum into his mouth, but he had no choice here. The guy forced it into his throat, so he had to swallow it, and he liked it. The guy then wiped his cock on George’s beard and walked away. There was a 3rd guy sitting in the seat behind him and he said “That was really hot- you really took his cock deep in your throat”.
George looked at the guy for the first time. He had his dick out and was stroking it. It was very long- a good 10”. His mouth watered. He couldn’t take my eyes off of it. He could almost taste the precum leaking from the tip. George looked into his eyes. He smiled. “You want to suck this one, too?” He asked. “It’s even longer”.
George could only nod a yes. His mouth was open and needed cock. The guy stroked it some more. More precum appeared on the tip. “Come and get it!” He ordered. “I’ll give you as much as you can take.”
George got up and went around and sat next to the guy and leaned over his lap, taking the head in his mouth. It was delicious. He ran his tongue over it and sucked gently on it, tonguing the underside as he did so. The guy moaned. George let the drool in his mouth go down over the cock so that it was wet, then licked up and down the length of it. Then he pushed his head down further and further, taking more of it into his mouth. It hit the back of his throat, and he pushed yet further until he gagged. The guy moaned more and louder. He backed off, then pushed on, letting it enter into his throat, then he began to bob up and down, sucking as he did, and jacking that part of the cock he couldn’t get into his mouth. He squeezed the guys balls, and the guy came. He let loose huge gobs of cum, which George eagerly gulped down, letting the sweet jism slide down his throat. He milked as much cum out of the huge cock as he could, then pulled his mouth off the cock, licking his lips.
“That was the best”, the guy said.
“ You taste really good”, said George.
“You come here often?”
“Not really”
“I hope to see you again”. With that, he tucked his now flaccid penis back in his jeans, got up, and walked up the aisle and out the door.
George was now really hard. He had stroked himself. Harder and harder. He was going to make himself cum, when he heard a voice off to his right say, “Don’t waste it. Let me help you there”. A totally fat black guy came in his row, pulled down his pants and leaned over the seat in front of them. George stood, moved behind him and positioned his very hard 8” incher at the guy’s asshole and pushed. He slid all the way in, easy. The guy grunted and George began to stroke, moving faster and faster. The guy moaned with pleasure. George came depositing his sizeable load deep in the fat guy’s bowels. He smacked the guy’s ass several times as he came, giving the guy a screeching orgasm. .the guy stood up, pulled up his pants , turned and kissed George on the mouth. “Thanks, Bud. I needed that bad”
CHAPTER 2
George had never let himself have a cock up his ass. He knew that someday he would cross that line, but it hadn’t happened yet.
He was at the cinema one Saturday night late. That was the time for maximum crowds, it seemed. There were 4 or 5 guys standing around one of the areas in front of a divider where guys gathered, often with their cocks hanging out. George looked at several of them, picked a big hard one, took it in his hand and began slowly stroking the guy. All the others watched as he stroked harder and harder. After several minutes the guy moaned, stiffened and came in large squirts, which covered George’s hand and dribbled on the leg of his scrubs. He wore scrubs with no underwear for quick access to Jack off or let someone else blow him. He lowered the scrub front now so that he could pull his cock out and rub the guys cum into his own cock.
Some of the guys around mumbled satisfaction at seeing that and moved in closer, hoping that he would jack them off next. He did grab one of the harder cocks and begin stroking when a fairly burly guy grabbed his, now slick cock and begin jacking him. The guy jacked hard and fast, bringing George almost to the brink, when he stopped and whispered in George’s ear, in a thick voice, “I want to fuck you in the ass now”. Simultaneous with George’s nod (he was thrilled), the burly guy pulled the back of George’s scrubs down past his buttocks, spit in his hand for lubrication, covered his cock with his spit, and placed the head of his medium sized cock at the portal of George’s asshole. George bent over slightly and the guy pushed the head of his cock through the sphincter. George gasped and relaxed, letting the guy push in several inches.
George was still jacking the guy in front of him though most of his attention was focused on the guy pushing into his asshole. Suddenly George bent over and took the guy in front of him into his mouth and began sucking. The guy behind him jammed his cock all the way into George, bringing tears to his eyes and hurting his asshole terribly. But the guy held his cock still for some seconds, allowing George’s pain to pass, and the pleasureable sensation of having his ass stuffed full to begin.
George’s sucking and jacking of the guy in front of him was now paying off. That cock began to throb. George took him deep, and the guy jammed his cock into George’s throat as deeply as he could. It exploded, giving George a throatful and a mouthful of sweet male sperm. He relished the feel and taste of the cum and swallowed as much of it has he could as the guy behind him began to move in and out of George’s asshole. He speeded up his penetration. George moaned, and then moaned some more as he got fucked harder and harder. He pushed back against the cock, and moaned “ Ohhh!! Fuck me , man. Fuck me harder.” He felt one of the other guys’ hand move onto his cock and begin jacking, as the cock behind him jammed him over and over again. The cock was sliding into his well-stretched asshole easily now, roughly jabbing his prostate, bringing him toward orgasm. The spent cock in his mouth softened and slipped out. He swallowed the last of the cum in his mouth as the cock in his ass erupted hot jism deep into his bowels, blasting against his prostate. His climax started at that point. He called out in ecstacy as his own cock boiled over on the hand jacking it and his asshole throbbed, clutching at the cock invading it. This milked the cock even further of all the sperm left in it.
He had come all over him, but he didn’t care. He was happy. He had taken a cock up the ass and sucked a guy off at the same time. There were some other guys waiting around for invitations to replace the spent two, but he ignored them and moved on out and went home. He’d save them for another night.

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