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Weekend at the Lake

I had just finished my last final of my junior year of high school. I couldn’t wait for summer to just relax and take it easy. As I was walking to my car, my buddy Mark asked if I had any plans for the coming weekend. I told him I was free; he insisted that I come down to his lake house with his family for the weekend to kick off the summer. Mark was loaded rich and had a mansion on the lake with plenty of things to do. I immediately agreed.
The weekend came and I rode down to the lake with Mark and his family. We got there and hopped on his family’s big pontoon boat. We spent the whole day on the water tubing and swimming. Mark was a running back on the football team, so his body was chiseled and very muscular. I couldn’t help but notice. He was a pretty tall guy with wavy brown hair, and a naturally dark complexion. I was in pretty good shape myself, as I was on the track team. I was skinny and fit, but not ripped like Mark was.
The day flew by and we all made our way back to shore. We ate dinner and played cards for the next few hours with Mark and his younger siblings. I think Mark could tell I was getting a little bored with hanging out with his family so much. It was already around midnight when Mark’s family said they were heading to bed. Being that Mark was so rich, his family owned the cabin next door too. His parents gave us the keys and told us that we could sleep over there; that way we could each have our own room and bed.
Mark and I said goodnight to his family and headed next door. Mark’s family had the philosophy that lake houses don’t need TV’s, so this cabin didn’t have one either.
“I’m sorry man. I can tell you’re bored”, Mark said.
“No I’m fine, it’s no big deal”, I replied back.
“Well, I have an idea of how to have a little more fun. Follow me,” he exclaimed.
I followed him around the corner to the bar area. He flipped a light on and before us sat a massive liquor cabinet stocked to capacity. He grabbed a bottle of bourbon and gave me a look. I was hesitant at first; I really had never drank before and I was worried his parents would find out.
“Relax. Look at how many bottles there are here. My parents will never know,” Mark said.
With the bourbon bottle in his hand I followed him to the living room where I sat in the recliner and he sat on the couch. He cracked open the bottle and we each started taking drinks of it, passing it back and forth to one another.
“Okay. I think this is more of the lake trip I had in mind,” I joked. A good 20 minutes went by of us just sitting there taking pulls of this bourbon. We were both starting to feel pretty buzzed.
Mark and I had always been pretty open with each other. We stated our opinions of other people and talked freely. I started talked about a girl named Sara that I had briefly dated earlier in the school year.
“I really hope things will work out with Sara this summer. She’s been going out with that David kid recently though,” I said.
“Psh. I wouldn’t worry about David; the kid’s gotta tiny dick anyway,” Mark exclaimed.
I laughed. “And how do you know this?”, I questioned him jokingly.
“He plays football with me and I’ve seen him in the showers,” he replied.
By this time I was starting to feel a really good buzz, and now the image of Mark in the shower with the football team popped in my head. This made my curiosity rise.
“So are you guys pretty open with each other in the shower?”, I asked.
“Pretty much. Everyone sees everyone so we don’t really have a problem comparing and what not.”, Mark said back.
I could feel a bulge growing in my shorts. I awkwardly shifted to disguise it. At this point I think Mark picked up on what was going on.
The bourbon was getting to me, and not thinking, I asked, “So how do you compare to most guys, Mark?”
Mark chuckled and put down the bottle of bourbon. He reached for his pants, pulling them down and giving me a quick flash of his flaccid dick. He was well groomed. I could tell that he regularly trimmed his pubes.
At this point I had a raging hard on. My dick had grown fully erect.
“Alright. You’ve seen me. Now let me see you.,” Mark said.
With this I got very nervous. I hesitated and wasn’t sure what to do. After a few seconds I pulled my shorts down, exposing my 7 inch hard cock.
“Jesus. You’re harder than rock right now.”, Mark said. I smiled.
“Here’s how we do things on the football team. When one guy gets hard, we all get hard.” he said
At that Mark slowly stood up and began taking off his shirt. His toned six pack was flawless and had the sexiest happy trail going down to his pubes. Next he slid down his shorts to his ankles and stepped out of them. He instructed me to come sit on the couch next to him.
I worked my way over to the couch and sat next to him. Mark told me to get naked. At this point I wasn’t questioning him anymore, but going by whatever he said. I removed my clothes. My hard cock still erect, I sat down next to him.
“Just relax. You’re going to like what’s coming,” he said.
Mark began rubbing his thighs and ballsack, working his way to getting hard. I couldn’t help but stare at his dick as he began stroking it. I began rubbing my own dick. Seeing him begin to pleasure himself only turned me on more.
Seconds later Mark was fully hard, and God his cock was beautiful. Circumcised and a good 8 inches hard. We each worked our dicks, just sitting there jacking off right next to each other. I could see Mark’s other hand rub his asshole with a finger. We exchanged glances and both smirked, loving every minute of what was happening.
I had never done anything like this with a guy before. I figured if I had gone this far I might as well keep going. I leaned over and grabbed a hold of his dick and shoved it in my mouth.
Mark looked really surprised. “The football guys and I usually just jerk off in front of each other, but damn that feels good,” he said.
I smiled and knew he felt the same way I did. I began sucking his cock, taking all 8 inches of him deep in my throat. Mark tilted his head back and closed his eyes in pleasure, clawing my hair with his hand.
We switched positions and began 69ing each other. Mark was sucking my ballsack and jacking me off. I was in heaven. He licked up and down my shaft, and put his lips over the tip of my cock, playing with me. I let out a slight moan of satisfaction.
Next I felt Mark begin to play with my asshole. He started slowly easing his finger in, and in felt great. This went on for another minute. I took his dick out of my mouth, leaned up and kissed him.
“Fuck me,” I whispered. Mark nodded in agreement.
I got down on my knees. He got behind me, rubbing his dick up and down my ass, teasing me with excitement. He began pushing his dick in my asshole slowly. I let out a moan of thrill as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of me.
Mark began pumping his cock faster and faster. He grabbed my dick and jacked me off. He slapped my ass and grinded harder.
“Don’t stop,” I told him.
Mark was fucking me harder and harder, and I knew what was coming next. He pulled out and let out a yell, blowing his massive load of cum on my back. I could feel his warm load run down my asshole. He laid there for a moment, and his breathing calmed down.
Mark sat me back on the couch and began going to work on my throbbing cock. He was sucking me all the way. My dick was hard as ever, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I was panting as I shoved his head down deeper on cock. My dick tightented up and I tilted my head back as I shot my load deep in his throat. He continued sucking me, swallowing every last drop of my hot jizz. He rubbed my thighs and came back to sit on the couch with me.
We both looked at each other, our dicks still raging hard, and smiled. The rest of the weekend only got better.

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Weekend at the Lake

I had just finished my last final of my junior year of high school. I couldn’t wait for summer to just relax and take it easy. As I was walking to my car, my buddy Mark asked if I had any plans for the coming weekend. I told him I was free; he insisted that I come down to his lake house with his family for the weekend to kick off the summer. Mark was loaded rich and had a mansion on the lake with plenty of things to do. I immediately agreed.
The weekend came and I rode down to the lake with Mark and his family. We got there and hopped on his family’s big pontoon boat. We spent the whole day on the water tubing and swimming. Mark was a running back on the football team, so his body was chiseled and very muscular. I couldn’t help but notice. He was a pretty tall guy with wavy brown hair, and a naturally dark complexion. I was in pretty good shape myself, as I was on the track team. I was skinny and fit, but not ripped like Mark was.
The day flew by and we all made our way back to shore. We ate dinner and played cards for the next few hours with Mark and his younger siblings. I think Mark could tell I was getting a little bored with hanging out with his family so much. It was already around midnight when Mark’s family said they were heading to bed. Being that Mark was so rich, his family owned the cabin next door too. His parents gave us the keys and told us that we could sleep over there; that way we could each have our own room and bed.
Mark and I said goodnight to his family and headed next door. Mark’s family had the philosophy that lake houses don’t need TV’s, so this cabin didn’t have one either.
“I’m sorry man. I can tell you’re bored”, Mark said.
“No I’m fine, it’s no big deal”, I replied back.
“Well, I have an idea of how to have a little more fun. Follow me,” he exclaimed.
I followed him around the corner to the bar area. He flipped a light on and before us sat a massive liquor cabinet stocked to capacity. He grabbed a bottle of bourbon and gave me a look. I was hesitant at first; I really had never drank before and I was worried his parents would find out.
“Relax. Look at how many bottles there are here. My parents will never know,” Mark said.
With the bourbon bottle in his hand I followed him to the living room where I sat in the recliner and he sat on the couch. He cracked open the bottle and we each started taking drinks of it, passing it back and forth to one another.
“Okay. I think this is more of the lake trip I had in mind,” I joked. A good 20 minutes went by of us just sitting there taking pulls of this bourbon. We were both starting to feel pretty buzzed.
Mark and I had always been pretty open with each other. We stated our opinions of other people and talked freely. I started talked about a girl named Sara that I had briefly dated earlier in the school year.
“I really hope things will work out with Sara this summer. She’s been going out with that David kid recently though,” I said.
“Psh. I wouldn’t worry about David; the kid’s gotta tiny dick anyway,” Mark exclaimed.
I laughed. “And how do you know this?”, I questioned him jokingly.
“He plays football with me and I’ve seen him in the showers,” he replied.
By this time I was starting to feel a really good buzz, and now the image of Mark in the shower with the football team popped in my head. This made my curiosity rise.
“So are you guys pretty open with each other in the shower?”, I asked.
“Pretty much. Everyone sees everyone so we don’t really have a problem comparing and what not.”, Mark said back.
I could feel a bulge growing in my shorts. I awkwardly shifted to disguise it. At this point I think Mark picked up on what was going on.
The bourbon was getting to me, and not thinking, I asked, “So how do you compare to most guys, Mark?”
Mark chuckled and put down the bottle of bourbon. He reached for his pants, pulling them down and giving me a quick flash of his flaccid dick. He was well groomed. I could tell that he regularly trimmed his pubes.
At this point I had a raging hard on. My dick had grown fully erect.
“Alright. You’ve seen me. Now let me see you.,” Mark said.
With this I got very nervous. I hesitated and wasn’t sure what to do. After a few seconds I pulled my shorts down, exposing my 7 inch hard cock.
“Jesus. You’re harder than rock right now.”, Mark said. I smiled.
“Here’s how we do things on the football team. When one guy gets hard, we all get hard.” he said
At that Mark slowly stood up and began taking off his shirt. His toned six pack was flawless and had the sexiest happy trail going down to his pubes. Next he slid down his shorts to his ankles and stepped out of them. He instructed me to come sit on the couch next to him.
I worked my way over to the couch and sat next to him. Mark told me to get naked. At this point I wasn’t questioning him anymore, but going by whatever he said. I removed my clothes. My hard cock still erect, I sat down next to him.
“Just relax. You’re going to like what’s coming,” he said.
Mark began rubbing his thighs and ballsack, working his way to getting hard. I couldn’t help but stare at his dick as he began stroking it. I began rubbing my own dick. Seeing him begin to pleasure himself only turned me on more.
Seconds later Mark was fully hard, and God his cock was beautiful. Circumcised and a good 8 inches hard. We each worked our dicks, just sitting there jacking off right next to each other. I could see Mark’s other hand rub his asshole with a finger. We exchanged glances and both smirked, loving every minute of what was happening.
I had never done anything like this with a guy before. I figured if I had gone this far I might as well keep going. I leaned over and grabbed a hold of his dick and shoved it in my mouth.
Mark looked really surprised. “The football guys and I usually just jerk off in front of each other, but damn that feels good,” he said.
I smiled and knew he felt the same way I did. I began sucking his cock, taking all 8 inches of him deep in my throat. Mark tilted his head back and closed his eyes in pleasure, clawing my hair with his hand.
We switched positions and began 69ing each other. Mark was sucking my ballsack and jacking me off. I was in heaven. He licked up and down my shaft, and put his lips over the tip of my cock, playing with me. I let out a slight moan of satisfaction.
Next I felt Mark begin to play with my asshole. He started slowly easing his finger in, and in felt great. This went on for another minute. I took his dick out of my mouth, leaned up and kissed him.
“Fuck me,” I whispered. Mark nodded in agreement.
I got down on my knees. He got behind me, rubbing his dick up and down my ass, teasing me with excitement. He began pushing his dick in my asshole slowly. I let out a moan of thrill as he pushed deeper and deeper inside of me.
Mark began pumping his cock faster and faster. He grabbed my dick and jacked me off. He slapped my ass and grinded harder.
“Don’t stop,” I told him.
Mark was fucking me harder and harder, and I knew what was coming next. He pulled out and let out a yell, blowing his massive load of cum on my back. I could feel his warm load run down my asshole. He laid there for a moment, and his breathing calmed down.
Mark sat me back on the couch and began going to work on my throbbing cock. He was sucking me all the way. My dick was hard as ever, and I knew I wouldn’t last much longer. I was panting as I shoved his head down deeper on cock. My dick tightented up and I tilted my head back as I shot my load deep in his throat. He continued sucking me, swallowing every last drop of my hot jizz. He rubbed my thighs and came back to sit on the couch with me.
We both looked at each other, our dicks still raging hard, and smiled. The rest of the weekend only got better.

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Queen Yavara: Chapter 18

This chapter was completely rewritten from the original, as I felt the original was more of a play-by-play, and less of an in-depth psychological experience of sexuality. I wanted this to devolve into something nearly psychedelic, so things get weirder and weirder as the chapter goes on. I hope you like it! Leave comments!

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Another Addicted Story ch. 9-13

Eddie Spedman thought he was living the American Dream; owned his own business and married to his highschool sweetheart with two wonderful kids. Until a freak event made him realize that he was living the American Nightmare. However that freak event also gave him something he didn’t believe in; Sex Slaves

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Melanie

The new Director finds out the truth about Melanie – and loves it

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My Niece Amber

BY: Alba1971
Part 1
I was somewhat hesitant when I got the call from my sister in law about taking in my niece for the summer. I mean, my wife Lisa had passed five years earlier and I had been on my own since. The thought of having my niece crowding me at every turn in my condo wasn’t one that I relished. But she was insistent that she needed to get Amber out of their tiny little town for a bit due to some “problems” she was having. Great … strong selling points. In the end though, I agreed. Likely due to some of the guilt I felt about ignoring my wife’s family since she had passed. So I lined up a summer job for Amber in my office doing odd jobs and prepared for the upcoming loss of freedom associated with having my niece living with me for a couple of months.
The last time that I had actually seen Amber was almost ten years ago and, at the time, she wasn’t what most would describe as a cute kid. At eight years old, there was just an odd look about her and I remember almost feeling sorry for her, wondering how she’d manage through high school. Her mother had emailed me a more recent picture but it was from a few years back and pretty grainy. I figured she knew what I looked like and, worse case, she’d find me at the airport if I didn’t spot her right away.
The day of her arrival, I stood at the luggage area, watching as the arrivals entered and regretting my decision, wondering if I could somehow just toss her back on a return flight. Deep in thought, I didn’t even notice Amber walk up behind me until she gave me a quick poke in the side and said “Hello Uncle Bill”. As I turned around, I’m sure she noted my shock. I didn’t think about it at the time but looking back now, it was clear that this wasn’t the same gangly eight year I had last seen years ago and that Amber had blossomed into a beautiful young women. At 5′ 10″, she was quite tall and her piercing blue eyes were mesmerizing. Her perfectly tanned frame was accented by her blond hair. In short, she was stunning, every part of her, and I understood why her mother was anxious to get her out of their small town for a bit. She caught me a few times staring during the car ride back to may place and eventually I had to apologize, explaining that I could not get over how much she resembled her Aunt (my Lisa).
It didn’t take long for the two of us to fall into a routine and I quickly realized that my concerns about her staying with me were for naught. We’d drive into work together each day and, with me working a little later than her, she’d take the bus back to my place. Often, I’d come home and dinner would be started and a nice drink ready for me as I walked in. All in all, the summer wasn’t turning out too bad. She was a good kid.
The problem was, as the summer progressed, so did my thoughts of her. They were innocent enough at first. I’d catch her passing by me and would think again how much she looked like my Lisa. But as we both became more comfortable with each other, things began to change. I’d come back from a stroll on the weekend and find her on the balcony sun tanning, her extremely tiny bikini barely covering, and I would catch myself peering closer, noting the protruding nipples or the slight fold at the front of her bikini bottom. It didn’t help matters that she often pranced around the house in the damned thing, oblivious to what her extremely tight teenage ass was doing to me. Being a particularly hot summer, the bikini’s clung to every curve of her body. If she was going out, Amber always seemed to pick an outfit that left little to the imagination. Between her short-shorts and her school girl skirts, I was beginning to crumble. There were even a few times that she would turn just a little too quickly and I’d catch a glimpse of what treasures laid beneath.
Most mornings, I’d come down for my coffee and find her in the kitchen in nothing but a long T-Shirt and panties. I knew things were starting to get bad when I began to ask her to grab things from the bottom of the fridge for me, in the hopes for a quick show of that perfect ass or perhaps even a glimpse of what was hiding between those toned thighs. She rarely disappointed. But she was my niece of sorts and, while I was able to justify a few wicked thoughts here and there, I wasn’t about to go any further than that. Of course, my dreams were another thing.
They started almost immediately and were more vivid than anything I had ever experienced. I would go to bed wondering what each night would bring but the dreams were always the same, not that I was complaining at all. Lying there, I would hear the door slowly open. Without a word, Amber would approach, kneel down beside my bed, slowly pull my covers off, and then proceed to work her magic. I would feel her hand take hold of my swelling cock and begin to slowly stroke it. It was not long before my underwear were at my ankles and I would feel her soft tongue running along my shaft while her hands expertly massaged my aching balls. Looking down, our eyes would lock for a brief second and, with a slight grin on her face, she would proceed to engulf my cock. The feeling of her lips wrapped around me was exquisite, watching as the tip of my cock slowly disappeared as she took its full length. In my dreams, she was obviously not new at this and the feeling of her mouth tightly wrapped around my dick while jacking me always led to the same outcome. Feeling the surge from deep inside my balls, slowly working its way up my shaft until finally I can’t hold it any longer and I explode in her mouth, never letting a drop escape from between her lips. Before I had even come down from my high, she had returned the covers to their original position and was gone.
But something was not right. The dreams were more than just vivid, they felt real and her casual attitude around me when it came to her body gave me doubts. It was too much to imagine but I had to know for sure so I set up my small laptop camera in my room, hit record, and went to bed. In the morning, I once again reveled in my dream of Amber for that night, nearly forgetting about my actions the night before. After a quick check to ensure she was still asleep in her room, I closed my door tight and grabbed the laptop. Fast forwarding through the first thirty minutes or so, I stopped cold when I first saw the image. There was no doubt, there was Amber entering my room and walking to the side of my bed, and I spent the next ten minutes in awe, watching her engulf my cock as she had done in my dreams, night after night. How in the hell I was not waking up, I don’t know, but it was right in front of me. My eighteen year old niece was sneaking into my room each night and giving me the blow job of my dreams, literally.
I spent the better part of the day processing what I had witnessed and by dinner, I had formulated my plan …

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School Bitch Gets Some Punishment

Every school had her. That girl who was the queen of the rest of the students. She was beautiful, popular, and usually a cunt. Time for some revenge on this school queenie.

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Another Addicted Story ch. 13-24

Eddie Spedman thought he was living the American Dream; owned his own business and married to his highschool sweetheart with two wonderful kids. Until a freak event made him realize that he was living the American Nightmare. However that freak event also gave him something he didn’t believe in; Sex Slaves

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Blackmailed By My Brother – Part 2

Chapter Five
Carrie started to turn and run back out but before she did, Jack spoke to her.
“Stop. Close the door, then come here.”
Carrie froze at that tone and turned back toward her brother, then walked next to him.
Jack leaned closed and sniffed at Carrie’s coated face.
“That’s pussy!” he exclaimed.
Carrie blushed furiously.
“A-A-Angel is here,” she said, her eyes averted.
Jack just looked at her.
“Get on your knees,” he said, turning towards his younger sister. She did what he said. Jack took his cock, still hard, and rubbed it over her face, gettin it wet with Angel’s outburst, and then put the head up against Carrie’s mouth.
“Suck it.”
Carrie resignedly opened her mouth and took the head inside.
Jack knew that he wouldn’t have much time if Angel was in the house, so he took hold of Carrie’s ears and immediately started pumping back and forth in her mouth, face fucking his younger sister.
Carrie’s eyes got big as saucers as she felt Jack’s cock bang into the back of her mouth once, twice, three times then again and again as he carried out the mouth rape. She could taste Angel’s pussy on his cock and in her haste and confusion over the taste and events taking place, she was licking Jack’s cock.
‘God,’ thought Jack to himself, ‘she’s really getting into sucking my cock!’
He felt a rumbling in his balls and knew that he was going to shoot soon so he increased his pace until he felt the orgasm start. That’s when he pushed deep, deeper than before, and felt the head of his cock pop into his younger sister’s throat.
Carrie panicked when her brother pressed his belly up against her nose as the cock in her throat cut off her air supply. She felt him shooting his sperm directly into her gullet and was swallowing reflexively to clear the air passage, her hands trying in vain to push him away.
When Jack finishing draining his balls he pulled back and then out of his sister’s mouth.
“Thanks sis…now, go clean yourself up.”
Jack put his cock away and walked out, leaving his sister a bit stunned on her knees, the taste of cum and pussy resident in her mouth. He walked over to her room and peered inside. He could see Angel laying on his sister’s bed, eye’s closed, her shorts off and on the floor. Angel was playing with her pussy, more teasing herself than seriously going for it.
Jack felt his semi-soft cock starting to rise again. He walked into the room.
“Don’t stop on my account,” he said, looking directly at Angel’s eyes, which now fluttered open.
“Wh-what the hell…”
“Listen up. I have a video of you and my sister last night, getting high and sexing it up. I have the coke that you left behind. I have her admitting on video that you sold her the coke. Unless you want me to totally fuck up your life…”
Angel just blinked at him. She never before had felt quite this exposed.
“What do you want?”
Jack walked over to the bed and then dropped his shorts, revealing his semi-hard cock.
“I wanna’ fuck.”Chapter Six
‘Well that’s not so terrible’ thought Angel.
“Ok.”
“You need to get me harder.”
Angel smirked and then slid around on the bed so that her head was hanging off the side of the bed, her mouth opened in silent invite.
Jack moved forward, allowed Angel’s hand to guide his cock inside her mouth. When he felt her suck hard, he knew that unlike his younger sister, Angel had had some experience sucking cocks.
Just then Carrie walked into the room.
“Oh!” she exclaimed, surprised to see her brother in her room, and getting head from Angel.
“Come over here, Carrie. Get behind me on your knees and lick my ass.”
As Carrie moved into position, Angel had moved one of her hands down to her pussy and was now rubbing her clit, knowing that it would further excite Jack. She could look and partially see Carrie behind Jack, and knew that the young submissive was now starting to lick his crack.
“Feels good, Carrie…get it all nice and wet.”
A minute or so later Jack told them both to stop. He didn’t want yet another blowjob finish, but instead wanted pussy.
He pulled Angel around into position, putting her legs up onto his shoulders while he was standing on the side of the bed.
“Hey, go easy, you’re kinda’ bi…”
Jack didn’t heed her request, but instead sunk his cock completely inside her exposed pussy, bottoming out against her cervix.
“Owwwwwww….fuckkkkk!” cried Angel, not used to such a big cock from a high school kid.
“Jesus, you’re tight,” said Jack as he started fucking in and out of the younger girl, her saliva around his cock providing the necessary lubrication to allow the fast pace.
“Carrie? Get on the bed.” Carrie climbed up onto the bed and was watching his cock go deep inside her friend’s cunt.
“Get over her face and let her lick your pussy,” said Jack, tightening his grip on Angel’s legs to allow him better thrust.
“Waaaaait…I d-do-don’t eat…”
“You do now,” interrupted Jack, as Carrie settled her pussy down on Angel’s face, taking some satisfaction in getting someone to service her. When she didn’t feel Angel’s tongue she reach down with both hands and tweaked both the girl’s nipples hard. That got a response, and soon she felt Angel’s tongue and mouth against her slit.
Jack had one more trick up his sleeve. He’d never fucked a girl in the ass, but as he was looking at Angel on her back, covered up by his younger sister, and bent around by his arms, he decided to go for broke. He leaned forward and whispered to his sister.
“She going to try and push you off and get away. Don’t let her.”
Carrie lustfully nodded.
Jack slowed his pace and then stopped and pulled out. For a moment, Angel thought he might be tired or something and just concentrated on the pussy that she was licking, which she admitted to herself tasted pretty sweet.
Angel then felt Jack adjusting her legs and bending her a bit more. She thought he was just trying to get even deeper inside. Then she felt his cock press up against her asshole but before her brain could really register what was happening, it had happened. Jack’s cock was wet enough with her pussy juice, and she was angled just perfectly so that when he pushed, she couldn’t budge. His cockhead just popped into her cherry asshole and then he kept on pushing, figuring he had to get balls deep in order to hold her in place.
For Angel it felt like her ass was on fire. She yelled but of course her yell was muffled by the pussy on top of her face. She tried to push away but Jack just grabbed her hands and brought them to her legs which he gripped tighter, not moving within her ass, but resting balls deep.
Then he pulled out, just halfway, and then pushed back inside. He heard more cries from Angel, and this turned Carrie on. She wiggled her pussy and asshole against Angel’s mouth and nose and ground against her, trying to reach orgasm.
Jack pulled out again, this time until just the head was within. He held it there for a full five seconds…giving Angel time to think about it. Angel tried tightening her ass muscles by squeezing down, but, it still wasn’t enough. It just provided Jack with a more exquisite grip around his cock was now pushing back into the depth’s of Angel’s plundered ass.
She screamed again into Carrie’s pussy, and the vibrations against Carrie’s pussy lips, plus just the whole situation of watching her brother assfuck her friend, was enough to drive Carrie’s pussy into orgasm. She came over Angel’s face, and Angel just gave up, relaxing her arms and muscles and surrendering to the assfucking.
Jack felt this relaxation and began stroking steadily in and out of Angel’s ass, making deep strokes, not pounding hard to hurt the girl, but long, steady strokes to ignite the fire within his balls one more time.
Carrie was out of it and moved off of Angel’s face and lay down on the bed. Angel, her face covered with Carrie’s secretions, looked up at Jack with a mask of slight discomfort and passion melded into one.
“Gonna’…cum…in…you…ass…” said Jack to Angel, his thrusting increasing now.
Angel reached down with one of her hands and began rubbing her clit. Jack saw this and smiled and then shot a load of hot cum into her ass, pumping four, five, then six jets before collapsing himself on the bed.
Angel hadn’t quite cum yet, and was still masturbating.
“Carrie…get over between her legs and lick my cum out of her ass.”
Carrie moaned but didn’t want Jack getting mad so she moved, with Angel spreading her legs as she felt the young girl’s tongue licking her well-fucked starfish.
“Ohhhgawwwddddddd………” Angel crested and came, her body bouncing on the bed like she was having a seizure and then she settled down, almost passing out, just cooing quietly, closing her legs to stop Carrie from licking her asshole further.

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Scarlett’s Fingers

An oldie, from 2012. Originally, I’d published this at Literotica, but my old account there is now deleted along with my earliest few stories. I’ll be republishing them here, except for maybe one.