Group Sex

Fantasy

A Slut Learns Her Place

Looking up from my computer, I realized I was alone in the office once again. There was a deadline looming, and I’d been working my ass off. But judging by the empty desks all around me, I seemed to be the only one willing to put in the extra hours to complete the project. I suppose it was my own problem. I wasn’t your average paper pusher by any stretch of the imagination. With my long, tousled blonde hair, blue eyes, and slim hourglass figure, it’s easy to say that I’ve never been taken seriously at any job I’ve held. In a corporate world of men in suits, I stuck out like a sore thumb, and my colleagues never let me forget it. As a result, I frequently ended up working harder than all of them combined, struggling to prove my value as an employee, not just as a piece of ass. All I wanted was to be respected.
My watch beeped, indicating it was now 1:00AM. I yawned, and reluctantly gathered my things to leave. I pulled on my high heels that I’d stored under my desk, and I walked out of the office, locking it as I left. Halfway, to my car, I realized I’d forgotten my blazer jacket. But carrying my box full of files, and juggling my car keys, I decided it wasn’t worth the extra trip to go back. I quickened my pace, motivated by the cool breeze biting at the bare skin revealed by my lacy tanktop. In the darkness, I blushed, glad that no one around to see my nipples harden in the cold.
When I finally reached my car, parked a few spots away from the nearest streetlight, I sighed in relief. There was something slightly creepy about walking alone in an empty parking lot in the dark hours of the night. I propped the files against my car, and fumbled for the keys. In the shadows, it was difficult to find what I was looking for. Finally, I had the keys in hand, and reached to unlock the door to the backseat. It was a struggle to simultaneously open the door and balance the files against my hip, but somehow, I managed. With the door open, I bent over to set the heavy box in the back seat. I congratulated myself on managing to make it this far without dropping them, and I ducked back outside the car, pulling my skirt back into place.
When I turned to open the driver side door, my hand brushed against something. I glanced to my left and screamed when I saw the outline of a large man in the shadows. Quickly, I tried to open the door, but he grabbed my wrist, and pushed me up against the car. My keys dropped, and I struggled to move under his weight, screaming louder this time.
Suddenly, a second pair of hands reached around from my right and pressed a large piece of duct tape across my lips. I tried, in vain, to scream, but it just sounded like muffled moaning. I continued struggling, but I could barely move. I felt the second pair of hands brush against the bare skin of my calves, and I froze. Duct tape was wrapped tightly around them, binding my legs together. Tears were running down my face, and I kept screaming from behind the tape covering my mouth.
I felt laughter, and warm breath against my neck.
“You know, all that moaning is really turning me on, baby. Your coworkers said you were a frigid ice queen, but the way you’re carrying on, I think you’re enjoying this.”
Panic rose in my chest. How did he know my coworkers?
“That’s right, honey, I was hired by a few of your office mates to show you your place. They’re sick of you walking around in your skirts and heels, impressing the boss, and never giving any of them the time of day.”
He laughed again. “Looks like you should have just had dinner with one of the poor bastards. Would have been easier on you. But not as fun for me, that’s for sure. And I’m going to have fun with you, bitch, you can count on that”
Suddenly, he pulled my wrists behind my back, and they too were secured with duct tape. A blindfold was tied roughly over my eyes, and he opened the door to the backseat, shoving me in onto the floor. A blanket was tossed over me, and the door was closed. He got into the front seat and started the car, and I heard the passenger door open. The second assailant got in, and I was surprised to hear a woman’s voice when she spoke to him as he started the car.
“Mmm, baby, this is going to be so fun. Our last projects haven’t been nearly as sexy. Do we have to give her back?”
Although I couldn’t see her, her voice was sweet and velvet smooth, and sounded like it belonged to a gorgeous face. I shuddered to think of a woman being so enthusiastic about kidnapping another woman.
The man answered swiftly. “Of course we have to give her back. We don’t get paid if we keep the bitch. But don’t worry, baby, you’ll get all the time in the world to play with our new toy. In the meantime, you know what to do.”
Something sharp entered my thigh, and at once, I started to feel drowsy.
The woman’s whispered voice was the last thing I heard before I passed out. “I can’t wait til I have you between my legs, begging to be allowed to lick my pussy.”
*******
“Wake up, slut!”
The voice echoed in the room, as if ten people were shouting at me at once. My head throbbed, and I reluctantly opened my eyes. I was greeted with the image of a naked woman, tied to a metal table on the ceiling. Remembering what had happened, I tried desperately to get up, but my hands and feet were tied down to something. I looked again at the ceiling, and realized I was looking at a mirror. In horror, I realized I was the woman spread out and tied naked to the table. I screamed, and the sound was no longer muffled by tape.
“Where am I? What the hell do you think you’re doing?!”
The loud voice spoke again, and I could now see the speaker in the wall that it was coming from. “You’re perfectly safe. And as I told you before, you’re going to be taught your proper place in life. If you cooperate, this will be easier. But if you want us to have more fun, feel free to struggle. “
I pulled hard at the ties on my wrists. “You sick pig! I’m sure as hell not going to make this easier on you. You’re going to fucking let me go!”
Laughter boomed over the speaker. “Let you go? No. But yes, there will be fucking. So shut your mouth, and enjoy the show, bitch. Don’t worry, we’ll be back to put you out of your misery in a few hours.”
With that, the mirrored image I was staring at disappeared, and was replaced with video of a girl secured on all fours in a cage, with a collar around her neck. She stared at the camera lustfully, and seemed to be whispering something over and over. The volume was suddenly turned up, and I could hear her saying, “Please, fuck me! It’s been days, I need to feel your hard cock in my pussy! Fuck me, I’m begging you!”
On the screen, a tall muscular man walked into the room, and my breath caught. There was nothing gorgeous about his face, but the way he moved sent shivers down my spine. It was the slow confident gait of a predator on the hunt. He was dressed simply in a business suit, and there was a noticeable bulge against the fabric between his legs.
“You know you’re not supposed to speak before spoken to, slut. If I want to fuck you, I will. Since you’ve disobeyed, I’m not going to. Instead, Diana will teach you some manners.”
Just then, a tall woman with long black hair entered the picture. Diana, I assumed. She wore a black bra, and a skirt that left little to the imagination. Her full lips were pursed in a way that was both sexy and stern. She was holding a leather leash in her well-manicured fingers, and she dangled it loosely in front of the cage.
“So you want to be fucked, you little slut?”
The girl whimpered pathetically from behind the metal bars. “I do. Please, Mistress, I’m begging you. I can’t take it anymore!”
Diana smiled ferociously and bent over the cage, sticking her finger through the bars. “Suck my finger, slut. Show me how you’d suck the Master’s long hard cock.”
I cringed at the depravity of the situation, but felt an odd sensation spreading through my body as I watched the collared girl wrap her lips around Diana’s finger. The sensation grew as the girl greedily sucked and licked the finger, her brown eyes full of lustful desperation.
Diana suddenly withdrew her finger. “No, I don’t think that’s right at all. You’ll have to show me what else you can do with that mouth, you useless whore.”
The girl nearly cried. “Anything, Mistress, I’m sorry for disappointing you”
Diana stood up, and unlocked the cage. At once the girl padded out on her hands and knees, with her head lowered. Diana knelt down and secured the leash to the collar around the girl’s neck. As she stood up, Diana viciously tugged on the leash, pulling the girl’s head upwards.
“Now, tell me what a good little slut you are, and I might let you prove that your tight cunt deserves to be pounded by the Master’s cock”
The girl looked into Diana’s eyes. “I am a good little slut. My pussy is aching to be filled, Mistress!”
Diana pulled once more on the leash and walked the girl towards a chair in the corner. She sat heavily against the leather, and spread her legs wide. “Now, my little fuck toy, I want you to take off my panties.”
The girl reached her hands up to move the skirt away, and Diana yanked roughly on the leash while slapping the girl’s hand away. “You stupid slut, you know how you’re supposed to take them off.”
The tall man was suddenly standing behind the girl, grabbing her wrists, then holding them up behind her back. He locked eyes with Diana and smiled. “You heard what she said, slut, use that mouth the way we taught you.”
On her knees, the girl bent forward, nudging the skirt away with her nose. She hesitantly thrust her head further between Diana’s legs and struggled to grasp the lace panties in her teeth. As she pulled back one side and then the next, the strange sensation in my body grew once more. I closed my eyes and tried to will the feeling away.
When I opened them, the panties were around Diana’s ankles, and the girl’s head was nestled tightly between Diana’s legs. The camera zoomed, and I watched as the girl’s tongue lapped at the shaved pussy with long strokes. I’d never watched porn in my life, and I’d certainly never seen a woman lick another woman’s pussy. I imagined the taste, and immediately felt sick at the thought. However, the strange sensation spread once more.
The man standing behind the girl bent forward and kissed Diana as the girl continued to work away. The girl’s tongue circled rapidly around Diana’s clitoris, and suddenly, the woman’s hips bucked forward forcefully. The girl tried to pull away, but Diana held the leash taught, and the man held her head from behind, pinning her lips to the trembling pussy.
Diana looked down at the girl “Oh you are a good little slut. You like eating my pussy, don’t you, you dirty girl?”
The girl, face full of wet pussy, couldn’t answer.
“What do you think, Master, does this little whore deserve to suck your cock?”
The man responded by dropping the girl’s wrists, unzipping his pants and freeing the huge bulge that had been growing steadily between his legs. At the sight of his hard thick cock in his hand, my breath caught. It was at least 10 inches long, and as thick as three of my fingers. I’d never seen a cock like that in my life.
“You have three seconds to have my cock in your mouth, my little fuck toy”
Diana dropped the leash, and the girl turned quickly towards the man, wrapping her lips softly around the head of his dick. She looked up, expectantly, towards the man, and he grabbed a handful of her hair, forcing his throbbing cock deeper into her mouth. “Mmm yeah, that’s it you useless slut, show me what you’re good for. Show me how badly you want my cock.”
The girl moved her lips steadily up and down the shaft, in time with her hand that was also wrapped around the giant cock. She moaned loudly, and her other hand began to drift towards her own pussy. Diana caught this movement, and grabbed the girl’s arm before a single finger could touch her glistening hole.
“Master, look at this stupid slut, she was trying to please herself while she had your cock in her mouth, as if that wasn’t already pleasure enough.”
The man thrust his cock deeper into the girl’s mouth, allowing his balls to slap heavily against her chin. “And I was about to fuck you too. You greedy slut, your pussy doesn’t deserve my cock.”
He began to fuck her mouth harder and faster than before. The girl choked several times, and struggled weakly against the large hands holding her head securely in place. The man closed his eyes and suddenly stopped the motion, locked deep in her throat. “Fuck yeah, swallow that cum you little slut.”
After a moment, he pulled his cock out of her mouth, allowing the last few jets of cum to splatter against her cheek. “You missed some, you bitch.”
Diana reached down and wiped the cum off the girl’s face with two fingers. “Clean it off my fingers, slut.”
The girl eagerly sucked the man’s cum off Diana’s fingers. Afterwards, she licked her lips. “Thank you for letting me suck your cock, Master. Please, will you fuck me now?”
The man laughed and walked away. The girl’s face fell. Diana pulled on the leash, and led the girl back to the cage on her hands and knees. She removed the leash and locked the door once more. Walking away, Diana addressed the girl. “Maybe if you’re a good little slut, he’ll fuck you tomorrow. Don’t you dare touch yourself either. You know what will happen if you do.”
With that, the video ended, and the mirrored image returned. Staring up at the ceiling, I was shocked to see a large wet spot between my legs. I was ashamed to admit how horny I suddenly felt; how much I wondered what that huge cock would feel like in my own pussy. Quickly, I reminded myself of the situation, and tried to suppress the thoughts of being fucked senselessly. It was wrong. It was just so wrong.
The man’s voice echoed suddenly, this time from across the room, and not on the loud speaker as before. “What did you think of that, slut?”
Ripped from my silent turmoil, I responded quickly. “I.. It was disgusting. Terrible.”
His hand touched my thigh, and I moaned inadvertently.
He lifted his hand and chuckled to himself. “If it was so terrible, why are you moaning, my pet?”
Caught in my own lie, I offered no reply.
He leaned closer towards my face and shouted. “Answer me, slut!
I stared defiantly at the ceiling instead.
Without warning, he suddenly plunged two fingers into my pussy. They slipped in easily, and I couldn’t help but moan again. He withdrew his fingers suddenly and held them over my face.
“I’ll ask you again. If it was so terrible, why are you moaning? Why is your fucking cunt dripping wet? Hmm? Tell me why, you little slut.”
Humiliated, I looked away from his smoldering blue eyes and, once again, refused to answer.
He slapped my face, and held my gripped my jaw with his wet fingers. “You will answer me, you little cunt. That slap is just a taste of what you’ll get if you don’t.”
My cheek throbbed, and I fought back tears. I swallowed hard and decided to reply. “The video was terrible. I don’t know why my… why it’s wet.”
“Say it. Say you don’t know why your pussy is wet.”
His words rippled through me, and my cheeks felt hot beneath his stare. For some reason, I felt compelled to follow his instructions.
I looked away once more. “I don’t know why my pussy is wet.”
He released my jaw. “That’s a good little slut. See how easy it is if you just answer me in the first place? I know why your pussy is wet. It’s wet because it turned you on, watching that girl lick Diana’s wet pussy and suck my hard cock. Isn’t that right, you cunt?”
“…I guess”
He walked to the end of the table, toward my feet, and paused. “You liked watching her being led around on a leash, like a dog. Like the dirty slut she is. You liked seeing her used and abused, begging to be fucked like a whore. Tell me how right I am, you little slut.”
I closed my eyes and whispered my answer, praying he would stop making me answer these questions. “You’re right. I liked it.”
“You liked what, my pet?”
“I liked seeing that girl get treated like a slut.”
He smiled, and rested his hand against my thigh once more. I moaned again.
“Good girl. That’s what I like to hear. You deserve a little reward for your obedience.”
Ashamed, I immediately thought of his cock again. And how it would feel buried deep in my wet pussy. I blushed, and wished I could hide my face from his cruel stare.
“Not so frigid now, are you, my little slut? You look like you’re just dying to have my cock stuck deep inside your wet cunt.”
His fingers brushed against my pussy, and I gasped. He continued to trace his fingers up and down my thighs, occasionally returning to tease my dripping cunt.
“Is that what you want? Do you want me to fuck you?”
He thrust two fingers inside me then, and I moaned my answer.
“That sounds like a yes to me.”
I couldn’t deny that I was more turned on than I’d ever been before this. However, I felt humiliated and ashamed of my own secret desires. This shame seemed to only add to the fires burning in my pussy. I wanted this man to fuck me senseless, and I didn’t care what dirty names he called me while he did it.
The man pulled his fingers from my wet cunt, and held them over my face once more. Leaning in close so that his lips brushed my earlobe, he whispered his next words. “I’ll fuck you on one condition, slut. You’re going to lick your pussy juice off my fingers. Now.”
Feeling his whispered command wash over me, I obediently opened my mouth, as if in a trance. At that moment, I would have done anything to have him ride me until this burning desire ended.
He immediately lowered his fingers just above my lips, forcing me to strain my head forward with the effort of trying to lick them. My tongue was stretched out as far as it would go, but I still couldn’t reach his glistening fingers. I grew frustrated, trying desperately to taste my pussy juice as he instructed. A few more moments passed, but I was unable to stretch far enough to reach his fingers. Laughing, he withdrew his fingers and wiped them on my chest.
“You must have really wanted me to fuck you, you little slut. How naïve of you to believe I’d actually allow you that release so early into our fun. You’re stupider than you look. And by far the easiest woman I’ve ever had to break as well. Most girls last at least the day. It only took one video to make you putty in my hands. I’m going to enjoy you, my pet. You can count on that.”
He turned suddenly and walked away, calling over his shoulder.
“I’ll be back later. But don’t worry; I’ll leave some more videos on for you to watch. I know how much you like them, and I want you good and wet for this evening. Diana is just itching to let you earn your collar and leash like the rest of our fuck toys.”
Staring at the mirror as it began to fade away, I started to cry. I knew my life as I had known it was over forever.

Read 106440 times |
Rated 89.1 % |
(395 votes)

Vote list (Close) :patched
: POSITIVExxxdedhed
: POSITIVEssalo
: POSITIVEmwexplorer
: POSITIVERatbagboy
: POSITIVEsub20
: POSITIVEMobey
: POSITIVEblueheatt
: NEGATIVEmaryjanneexx
: POSITIVEkcm
: POSITIVESexykitty88
: POSITIVEhybristophiliac
: POSITIVEtakeme
: POSITIVESugar or Spice
: POSITIVEKaylaRH
: POSITIVEplowme69
: POSITIVEjm5er
: POSITIVEHornyWomen
: POSITIVEjec123
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Whoring Around Hogwarts

Hey I’m a student from Sydney who loves writing literotica. This is my first story so go easy on me! If you’re criticizing keep it constructive, I’m always happy to improve my writing. To improve my English I’ve turned off Spell and Grammar check on word, so there may be some errors. Chapter 2 will be uploaded soon.

Fantasy

Gangbanging my wife

It was a crisp Saturday night. If we would have gone outside it would have been a tad bit chilly but nothing unbearable. As it was though we decided to keep our adventures indoors this night. We both knew what was going to happen in the end, but neither of us talked about it that night. It wasn’t as if we couldn’t of, we had in the past, we just choose not to that night.

Fantasy

Harry Potter – Part 2 – Diagon Alley

The sun beamed through the window on a glorious August morning.
“Up at last, Harry?” said Ron, who was putting a shirt on.
“Yeah,” he muttered groggily. “You’ll never guess what happened last night though!” he continued on, recalling the events and suddenly waking up
“Did something happen after I fell asleep?” inquired Ron.
“I was feeling horny, so I took a look at the book and found a spell”
“Really? Well, did you use it on someone?”
Harry paused for a moment, gazing at Ron. His expression seemed eager to know, but there also appeared to be a hint of fear etched on his face; maybe he was worried Harry had stolen his love, or Harry had done stuff with his sister. Putting Ron out of his anxiety, Harry said,
“Yes… Fleur”
For a split second, Harry saw relief flood Ron’s face, before he asked how it was. Harry went on to inform him very graphically of the details, how he had found Fleur in the kitchen and had the opportunity to use the spell on her and fucked her pussy raw
“Bloody hell Harry, you’re one lucky bastard” said Ron, full of awe. “I need to use that book as soon as possible”
“Let’s look for another spell, ” said Harry.
Ron raced across to his trunk and opened up the book to its second page. The spell there was called “deus hora.” It read “For one hour only, you will appear to be a God to all women who see you. They will instantly be fully attracted to you and willing to do your every command, as a group. At the end of the hour, everyone subject to the spell will faint for one minute, giving you the opportunity to flee the scene. They will also have no recollection of the events.”
“Wicked” gasped Ron, “But I won’t be able to use this for ages, this house is too busy for me to risk any of my brothers catching on to what is going on!”
At that exact moment, Mrs Weasley banged on their door.
“Boys, we’re going to Diagon Alley today, be ready by 11. We are all leaving at the same time, it’s not such a safe place any more, so hurry up!”
“You’re in luck mate” said Harry, winking to his pal.
_______________________________________________________________________________________
It was fairly deserted. Since news of Voldemort’s return, people had been afraid to leave the relative safety of their own homes. There had been killings, murders, even news of violent rapes, so it wasn’t a surprise to see that there were very few people around. Those who were, moved in tight knit groups.
“Is that all 8 of us?” inquired Mr Weasley.
“Ron, Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Molly, Bill, Fleur and me. Yes, that’s all 10” he said.
“Right, now we must stay together alright, all of us must do everything as a group. It’s too risky for people to go off on their own. First, let’s go to Madam Malkins, best get everyone’s clothing sorted out first.”
Ron realised it would be almost impossible to get a chance to be alone with any girls, but he desperately wanted to try this spell out. After all, Harry had some action last night, it was only fair that he got some now. He quickly devised a plan and rushed to the front of the group, so as soon as they entered the old robes shop, he would be taken care of first by Madam Malkin.
The first part of his plan had worked, she took his measurements first and found him the perfect set of robes. He knew he had about one hour to work with, as three other people had to be attended to, but there weren’t many girls around he could ensnare. Nor would it be easy for him to creep off without anyone realising.
Fortune seemed to be on his side, as at that precise moment, Angelina Johnson, Alicia Spinnet and Katie Bell all entered the shop. He knew he would have to act fast, because as soon as the three girls realised the length of the queue, they would leave. He went into the furthest aisle of the shop and pointed his wand at his own neck, and performed the “deus hora” spell.
He felt a chill down his tingling spine and the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end for a moment. He looked at his image in the mirror and he seemed to be emanating some sort of golden rays of light.
He walked out to the end of the aisle and peered out. He saw the three girls about to leave the shop, looking slightly disappointed.
“Hey!” he called out, loud enough for them to hear, but not so loud that it would attract the attention of his entire family.
The three girls turned to see where the call had come from. As soon as they saw him, their eyes grew wider for a moment and they marched over towards him.
“Your wish is our command,” they spoke at the same time.
Cool he thought to himself, this is going to be fantastic.
“Go across the street to Fred and George’s shop. Sneak past them and go upstairs to their flat. Take this key to open the door. I will be there in a few minutes. ”
Angelina took the key and the three girls, transfixed on fulfilling their master’s wishes, left the shop.
For many years, Ron had lusted after the three girls, in the year above him. Especially when got into the Quidditch team, he had glimpsed their perfect bodies, fit after all the training they had done, in the changing rooms. He had wanked off many times to the mere thought of having all three girls to himself, but now this was becoming a reality! His flaccid penis twitched in his pants and he felt a hard-on growing.
“Where is ze Ronald?” he heard Fleur say throatily from the other side of the shop.
“Ron!” called Mr Weasley sharply.
“Don’t worry Dad, I’m here, I’m going to try on a few more clothes, see if they fit any better, there’s a changing room this side”
“Okay” he heard the response.
Perfect, thought Ron, and quietly left the shop, running across the street and entered Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes.
Little did he notice a figure by the corner of the street, under a dark hood.
“What’s Weazelbee up to now?” pondered Draco. He had seen the three girls leave the clothing store and enter the joke shop. He hadn’t suspected anything until he saw Ron sprinting across the street moments later to join them. He had also noticed Ron’s suspicious, sneaking behaviour as he left the shop and Draco suspected something was going on. He decided to follow Ron into the shop
_______________________________________________________________________________________
Ron Weasley, the youngest male Weasley, the one who always felt least loved by his mother, the one who was always second best next to his closest friend famous Harry Potter, was ecstatic. He was about to enter a room in which 3 sexy girls were waiting to give him an hour of pleasure. He was about to finally lose his virginity to three willing beauties. Life doesn’t get any better than this Ron, he told himself. Calm down and perform your best, he said, under his breath, before turning the doorknob and entering.
“Ohh Ron,” said Angelina coyly, the moment he walked through the door, “You’re so attractive”
“Handsome, dashing…” whispered Alicia
“You must fuck us” said Katie
Woah, thought Ron to himself, this spell seemed to have worked so well, he didn’t even have to tell them what to do, everything he wanted to do, somehow mentally led the girls into following his unspoken wishes.
“Ladies, please” said Ron, in a hoarse voice, barely believing his luck, “Start by giving me a show, undress each other, slowly and sexily.”
Ron sat down in the chair in the corner of the room, feeling like royalty.
The three girls immediately obliged to his wish. All three girls were wearing tight fitting t-shirts with a pair of jeans, muggle clothing, but it certainly suited them and made them all the more attractive. Firstly, Angelina and Alicia took off Katie’s t-shirt, taking their time to rub their soft hands all over her stomach, before unbuttoning her jeans and letting them fall to the ground. The same then took place on the other two girls. They paused for a moment, standing in front of Ron in their sexy lingerie, letting him take it all in.
Years of hardcore Quidditch training had left all three girls with very toned, defined and slim bodies. Angelina was wearing a white lace bra and a matching thong, which contrasted against her dark skin. Alicia was wearing a turquoise colour bra and a ruby red pair of knickers which also contrasted against her milky white skin. Katie, who was reasonably well tanned, was wearing jet black panties and a bra of similar colour.
The three girls then took off their bra and slowly pulled down whatever was covering their respective pussies. Ron could barely cope any more, there was a large bulge in his pants, the tight jeans were chafing his manhood.
Once again they stood there for a minute, letting their master have a good look at all three of them. Angelina had ample C cup breasts which dark areolas and big nipples, as well as a very large, juicy looking ass. Her stomach was tight and her abs were certainly visible. Her pussy had a neat triangle of jet black hair above it and was already moist. Alicia’s brown hair fell down on her breasts, just above her equally brown coloured areolas. Her boobs were smaller, only a B cup, but still looked perky. She was thin, but didn’t have the same muscular tone to her stomach that Angelina had, but was completely shaven. She had no hair whatsoever above her pussy Katie had massive D cup boobs, with large areolas, capped with small brown nipples, which stood erect in anticipation. She had also trimmed the hair above her pussy into an enticing triangle of dark brown hair.
“Come over and start sucking me off girls” said Ron, now desperate to get involved in the action. As the girls walked over to him, he stood up and yanked his jeans and top off, revealing a strong, muscular body. Angelina began to run her hands over his biceps, chest and defined abs. Since Ron won the Quidditch Championship with some immense goalkeeping for Gryffindor last year, he had been working out every day of the summer holiday, spending hours practicing keeping as well as lifting weights.
“You like that baby?” said Ron to Angelina, who nodded in delight and began to suck on one of his nipples.
Meanwhile, Alicia and Katie had fallen to their knees and pulled his boxers off. They began to fondle and caress his dick and balls. Ron’s cock sprung out fully erect, standing tall and proud in all its glory. His cock was just short of 7inches and was reasonably fat.
Ron thought we was in a dream. Three girls were all over him. While Angelina stimulated the tender nerve endings in his nipple, his cock was being treated with immense care by the other two girls, who began to lick and suck the tip of Ron’s cock. His cock twitched at the new sensation, as Alicia and Katie began to kiss one another, their tongues engaged in a battle with each other, as well as taking part of Ron’s dick into their mouths. Ron let his hands wander, caressing Angelina’s boobs, tweaking her nipples, jerking them into life. He bravely moved further down and felt her fuzzy pubic hair. With one hand, he moved further down, feeling her wet juices already gushing onto his hand. He eagerly inserted one finger into her pussy, rather roughly, draw a scream of pleasure mixed with pain from his standing lover, who immediately released his nipple from her mouth and stared to the heavens, as he gently caressed her clit with the other hand. He pumped his fingers in and out of her pussy rapidly, while still rubbing her clit. It took mere seconds to send Angelina to her first orgasm of the night, letting out a sharp scream of joy. Fortunately for Ron, the shop downstairs was the only busy shop on the street and the noise of children yelling with mirth drowned out Angelina’s scream, so no-one downstairs would hear her.
Angelina collapsed onto the bed, panting after the rough fingering Ron had given her. As she recovered, Alicia had taken Ron’s cock into her mouth and Ron had his hands on the back of her head, pumping her mouth rapidly with his dick. Katie had taken to sucking on his balls in the meanwhile. However, both girls were fingering one another at the same time as pleasuring their master. Angelina decided it was time to help out her friends and lay down on the floor by Katie’s pussy and began to lick all over it, while beginning to finger Alicia. The three girls had given each other oral sex several times over the years as roommates in the Gryffindor tower, so Angelina knew exactly how to pleasure both girls. She only took a few moments to send them into their orgasms. They both moaned with carnal delight releasing their luscious vaginal juices all over Angelina.
Ron chose to take care of the mess, by joining Angelina on the floor and licking all the juices off her body and then sharing a kiss with her. He swallowed some of the nectar
“You two, ” he said, growing in confidence every moment, “On your knees and bend over so I can see your asses”
Alicia and Katie obliged, wiggling their asses enticingly in Ron’s face as he mounted Angelina. She was lying beneath him, rubbing her clit with one hand and grasping Ron’s erect penis with the other, guiding it into her pussy. Ron was about to experience something completely different to wanking off alone or even receiving a blow job. Angelina was no virgin, she had fucked Oliver Wood many times in her teenage years, yet she was still very tight. Her pussy was still wet from the orgasm, which provided the necessary lubrication for Ron to push his dick in all the way. His foreskin had been pushed back and the head of his dick made contact with the end wall of her vagina. She moaned in pleasure as Ron’s fat cock penetrated her pussy. He held his dick fully inside her for a while, allowing his cock to get used to this different environment. He wasted no time though, instead telling Angelina to squeeze her breasts together allowing him to suckle on both her nipples at once. He placed his hands on Alicia and Katie’s asses and began to lightly spank them, leaving sore red marks on their bums.
Once he felt his dick was ready, he began to pump in and out of Angelina; he felt new realms of pleasure as he ravished Angelina’s pussy. Her juices coated his cock while he began to finger the other two girls, who squealed as he inserted his thumbs into their anus. Ron began to increase the pace and Angelina’s boobs were bouncing all over the place. His hands were also moving rapidly, causing both girls to moan in jubilation. After a while, he told Angelina to get up and placed Katie on top of Angelina, and Alicia on top of her, all in doggie style. He also got down on his knees and stared at the sight in front of him. All three girls asses were staring him in the face, coated with shining, sparkling juices, ensnaring his mind. He snapped out of his staring when Angelina spanked the asses of both girls above her. Using the girls juices, he coated his hands with it, and then lubricated every girls anus.
He slowly eased his dick into Katie’s asshole, ignoring his groans of pain, began to ass-fuck her rapidly, destroying her anal virginity. He spent about half a minute on her, before doing the same to Alicia and finally returning to Angelina. Remembering he was yet to fuck Alicia or Katie’s pussy, he decided he would fuck them both, inserting his wet rod into one pussy and then into the other, alternating, causing them both to moan with delirious pleasure.
Eventually, he managed to send all three girls through yet another orgasm. As Katie’s pussy orgasmed for the last time, and her vaginal muscles clenched down on Ron’s dick, he felt his balls contracting and realised he was about to spunk a massive load.
“On your knees, in front of me, all of you” he yelled.
The three girls just managed to turn around and get in position in time, eyes closed, mouths open, eager to accept the gift of their master’s juice. He rubbed up and down his shaft at an incredible pace, releasing streams of cum, first aiming at Angelina, on the left, coating her dark face in his white fluid, before turning to Alicia and Katie, and depositing more cum down their throats.
After releasing almost 10 strands of sticky cum, he stuck his dick down all three girls throats once more, getting them to lick off any last bits of cum and told them to swallow and to kiss one another. As he reclothed, watching the girls smooch on the floor, their faces coated in his cum, their own juices forming pools on their legs, they all passed out.
He realised this meant the hour was up, and rushed out of the door, adjusting the zip of his jeans on the way.
Ron rushed across the street and back to Madam Malkin’s, getting through the door, only to hear his mother call his name.
“Ronald Weasley, where are you?” he heard her call from the other side of the store.
“Sorry mum,” he said, as he rushed to the main changing room area, to see his father paying Madam Malkin.
“I called you five times Ron!” she shouted at him, “I thought you had gone out on your own!”
“I wouldn’t do that mum, ” he pleaded with her, “I know the danger. I thought I heard you but wasn’t sure, doesn’t matter anyway,” he mumbled.
“Hmm” said Mrs Weasley, casting him a scornful look.
“50 galleons!” exclaimed Mr Weasley. Harry caught Ron’s eye for a moment and winked at him; Harry had seen his three Quidditch chasers leave the store and Ron follow soon after and knew exactly what had happened. Ron gave a wide grin back, realising his friend knew what he had done.
They left the shop soon after, Mr Weasley still muttering about inflation rates and overpriced clothing
_______________________________________________________________________________________
As Ron ran out of the room, Draco had to hastily cast a Bedazzlement Hex, blending into the wall. As Ron made his way down the stair, Draco removed the charm and proceeded into the room, looking at the girls, lying unconscious on the floor.
“How the fuck did Weasley do that.” Draco exclaimed. “There’s no way three hot girls would fall for that bumbling buffoon, he’s not that good looking, he’s not even well off! Something unusual is going on here. He somehow tricked these girls into having sex with him. It’s not the Imperius curse, the Ministry would be onto that in a flash. I guess I’ll have to make it a point to spy on that bastard as soon as possible!”
Draco was by no means a virgin, he’d been fucking Pansy Parkinson since their first year at Hogwarts. She loved him and would do anything for him, despite the fact that he treated her like a worthless bitch and would fuck her pussy and ass raw just for sexual, animalistic pleasure, not because he had any feelings towards her. But he was definitely feeling jealous of Ron; he had never had sex with more than one girl and was furious that the cheap Weasley had beaten him to it.
His dick became hard at the sight of the three beauties and wondered if he could fuck them all now whilst they lay unconscious. However, just as he began to think this, he noticed they were stirring.
Shit, he thought to himself. They were still groggy and unaware of their surroundings, which gave him a few more moments. Suddenly he realised this was the perfect opportunity for him to put Voldemort’s plan into action. He had been forced into an impossible task of murdering the all time greatest wizard, Albus Dumbledore. A plan formulated in his mind and he grabbed hold of the nearest two girls, Alicia and Katie, who were still just waking, and with a loud pop, apparated away to the dungeon of Malfoy Manor. He knew that Voldemort would kill his family if he failed but he had an idea of how he could use these Gryffindor bitches to destroy Hogwarts and ultimately, succeed in his mission to kill Dumbledore.
_______________________________________________________________________________________
“I want a firecracker set as well mum,” wailed Dennis Creevey.
“Dennis, ” she said sternly, “You and Colin can share this one.”
“Ma’am, don’t worry, we have more in the back room, ” said George Weasley courteously.
“Please mum,” said Dennis.
“Oh all right,” she said, giving in to her son.
“One moment please, I’ll be right back with it,” replied George.
George walked to the back of the store, but as he did so, heard a loud pop from upstairs.
“Hello?” he inquired, walking up the stairs. “Is anyone in there?”
He cautiously opened the door to find Angelina Johnson, stark naked, lying on the floor, covered in cum and her own pussy juices.
“Excellent…” he said to himself
_______________________________________________________________________________________
Part 3 coming soon!

Read 47289 times |
Rated 89.3 % |
(131 votes)

Vote list (Close) :

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

A Vampire’s Goodbye.

Seventy years had passed since I last laid eyes on her. In those years, even though her body aged, she remained beautiful. Like a fine wine or an artist’s painting she had aged gracefully. Her hair still dark brown had just subtle streaks of white, her skin was slightly tan, reflecting her Hispanic roots, and her eyes still the magnificent auburn that captured my heart so long ago. It was always the eyes that held me, that pierced my very soul and made me want to return to her. I stared for what seemed like days, but only mere seconds had passed before she asked, “ Who are you? Not another doctor I hope.”
I knew she wouldn‘t recognize me.“ No, I’m not a doctor, just an old friend of your first husband.” I informed her.
Her heart speed up, drastically, I would have known regardless thanks to my enhanced senses, but the heart monitor attached to her chest informed us all. It’s the reason I finally came to see her, seventy years and I could never bring myself to look for her, for I knew if I had, I would have turned her into what I had become. Even though it is what I wanted, no, what I longed for, I did not want it for her. Why should I curse her with the evil I possessed. I had watched from afar , my family wither and die. One by one they passed, everyone I knew was dead, except her, she was the last of my human life that remained and the only part that I every really longed for. When I heard of her poor health, I decided it was time to see her and confess what happened to me. I wasn’t worried about her telling others my story, I didn’t think she would and even if she did no one would believe her, they would just blame it on the chemo.
“ What do you mean an old friend of my first husband. There is no way you could have known him, he died seventy years ago and you seem no older than twenty five.” She exclaimed.
“ I would like to tell you how I knew him but, I think it would be better if we were alone.” I told her as I glanced at her children and grandchildren. They had no need to hear my story, they were not of my blood, plus I couldn’t go telling everyone my secret, not unless I had a death wish. She looked up at her family and asked them out. To my surprise they left quickly, I thought they would have argued with her given the topic of my visit. As the last one left, I closed the door. I took a seat next to her and was greeted by her tears. I always hated it when she cried, those eyes already digging into my soul, ripped me to pieces when she cried. I took a long, deep breath and began my tale.
“ Your husband, he did die seventy years ago, but not completely , he lived on but as something else. I guess you remember his interest in the supernatural, especially vampires?” I asked and she nodded. “ Well, it was back in the year two thousand and ten, while on a trip to South America that he found a real one, actually he found three.”
“Wait, a minute.” She interrupted “ How do you know this and how did you know……..”
“Please, Let me finish.” I told her, as I continued. “ He was in Peru at the time, his ship had docked and was not set to leave for five days. Two of his shipmates and himself set out one night for a local bar. He was looking just for a drink, as usual, his friends had other things on their minds. The only bar in sight was a dark and crowded place. Out of options they went inside and bought a few drinks. This bar was not a place for outsiders. Your husband knew that it was a place for the supernatural, He could feel it, so he watched his back, weary of the kind of people that took the fascination to far. After a few hours, three of the most beautiful women approached them. These women had the looks of goddesses, they were so graceful in their movements that they seemed to float rather than walk. He suspected they were triplets, for they looked the same, Very pale skin, tall, slender and their eyes were deep red almost black. The only difference was the hair, one blond, one black, one red. Your husband, always the gentleman, greeted the women but kept an eye on them. He had the feeling that these women were not just pretending but just might be the real thing.
After some conversation about the who, what, where, when, why of their lives, he realized that the women had yet to spare any details about themselves. It bothered him that they said nothing but only asked questions, almost like they were sorting them out. He didn’t realize when his buddies left the table but, suddenly he was alone with the women. He knew that he had better leave and got up to say goodbye. As he walked back to the docks, he could not get his mind off the women, his curiosity over the supernatural had him wondering. He was so deep into his thoughts that he had passed the docks completely and traveled a good distance. He turned to go back and there they were, the women, were standing in front of him, they appeared out of nowhere and he was helpless to fight them off. His body was frozen, not out of fear but interest. They approached him, took him in their arms, and he passed out. He awoke in what was at one time a plantation house on the coast. It was deserted and had been for a while. It reeked of death and dust.
“I won’t tell you all that happened to him, I don’t want to upset you.” I explained. “ It would do you no good to hear of his pain, his suffering, or his death. I will tell you though, his last thoughts were of you, he has killed with your name on his lips and tears in his eyes.”
Even though I didn’t speak it aloud I couldn’t help but go through what happened in my mind. The women dragged me up to what once was a glorious bedroom. The air was thick and stale, it too smelled of dust and decay, but for a strange reason I liked it. Candles were everywhere, thick black curtains covered the windows, they would block out any light that tried to intrude. There was no bed, only big pillows, dozens of them laid out all over the floor. I didn’t resist, I wanted this, I knew what was coming and desired it with every fiber in my body. I fell onto the pillows and the women fell on me. Their hands were all over my body, touching and squeezing every inch of my flesh. My clothes, torn from my body. It didn’t matter anyway, the pure ecstasy I was experiencing had my mind spinning with pleasure. The black haired one kissed my lips and her tongue assaulted my mouth, her breath, her saliva, entered my mouth and tasted sweet, tasted like life but seemed to promise death. She kissed with passion, fury, and need. I had yet to experience a pleasure like that from anything, it felt like I had an orgasm from her kiss, maybe I did. As we continued, I could feel lips on my chest, kissing and nipping up and down. The red head was gently sucking my nipples and running her hands up and down my chest, clawing gently with her nails. Again this too felt like I was cumming over and over. My head was spinning with pleasure. I should have known only death would come from this but the thought did not bother me.
I wondered where the blond had gone, Like she was responding to my thoughts , I felt her between my legs. Her nails scratching down my thighs, her breasts pressed against my leg and her lips, oh god yes, her lips were gently kissing my skin, starting from my feet and moving up. She grabbed my cock with one hand and with the other probed my ass and took my prostate hostage. She put my dick to her mouth but she didn’t suck it, she made love to it. With her hand on the tip she rolled the head between her fingers while her mouth licked it up and down. My body felt like it would explode at any minute. The blond started to stroke my cock up and down, covered in her spit, it slid easily, she gently sucked on my nuts as she continued , first one then the other, the texture of her tongue sent a violent surge of pleasure up my body, I tried to gasp for air but the black haired beauty still kept my mouth covered by her gentle yet firm lips. The lack of air didn’t bother me, my mind was occupied with other needs. The warmth of a mouth swallowing my dick gained my attention. The red head had swallowed my cock, all eight inches were down her throat. I could feel her tongue vibrating my shaft and her throat squeezing the head. It was the best blow job I had ever had, the blond, still sucking my nuts, placed another finger in to me and rubbed my spot with inhuman speed. I never had it that rough before. I thought I wouldn’t like it but it brought my ecstasy to a higher level, I couldn’t take anymore. The orgasm building up inside my was so large it hurt. With one final prod of my ass, I came, it was so much it shot strait up in the air a good foot. All three women were there waiting to catch every drop with their hungry mouths and licking up any that was missed.
My dick stayed hard, it was even harder than before. Without speaking a word the blond straddled my face. She slowly lowered her pussy to my mouth, it had to be the most beautiful cunt I’d seen. Her lips were not large but they stuck out slightly and it looked tight, almost like she had never had sex. The smell was intoxicating as her pussy neared my face and a single drop of wetness fell from her perfect lips and into my mouth, pure honey. She held it just barely above my mouth and I eagerly dug in. I couldn’t move my head an inch, not that I wanted to. She held it still and ground her clit on my nose. I could have drowned on the wetness that was pouring out of her, I must have swallowed a gallon of it, yet hungered for more. My attention was divided between this beautiful pussy on my face and a hot mouth back on my cock. The red head was getting my dick nice and wet, it glimmered from her spit. She dropped it from her mouth and in a swift move mounted it, she didn’t even ease it in, no , she seemed to have the desire for her cunt to be full of cock and now. What a tight pussy she had, she squeezed my cock so hard with her muscles I thought she would flatten it. Up, down, up, down she went, her pace picked up and despite a pussy on my face I couldn’t help but moan. The blond liked this, the moaning, it caused my tongue to vibrate even more. With one last downward thrust on my dick the redhead screamed from her orgasm, at the same time the blond came as well and from beside me I heard another scream of ecstasy, the black haired one must have been pleasuring herself. As the moans of the women calmed I was able to get a grip on my senses and took a good look at the women.
Now, I was in fear for my life.
Their eyes were black, their mouths wide and fangs hung sharp from their teeth. There wasn’t a doubt in my mind what was coming next and what could I do? There was no escape, no rescue, no hope. I said my goodbyes to my loved ones, prayed, and closed my eyes. There wasn’t much pain, just like donating blood it only hurt for a second. But unlike donating I could feel the life being sucked out of me, literally. My thoughts alternated between the fear of death and the pleasure I was feeling, It felt wonderful to be sucked dry by these women, no pain only pleasure. My mind grew cloudy, my thoughts drifted away, I was dying.
The women stopped.
I had just enough energy to watch them unlatch from my body, their mouths dripping my blood. They kissed each other sharing the bounty that was my blood. Eyes that were once black were now deep crimson with an violet iris. The look of satisfaction on their faces bothered me, they were unsure of what to do. Should they finish me off and dump my body, never to be found. Or should they keep me. I laid there for a time, wishing them to finish me off, now that they had stopped feeding , the pain of my bleeding started to set in. I burned. My veins were dry, my heart felt like it was pumping air. I begged them for death. The laughter that rang out was loud and piercing.
“No, we have other plans for you. My delectable friend.” said the blond one. My heart beat faster, only increasing the pain. The black haired one bent to kiss the blond on the breast, she let go to reveal two bleeding holes. This was it, I knew I would get my wish, they were going to make me one of them. I was elated as the blond placed he breast over my mouth and feed me. I drank. The flavor was wrong, metallic and salty. It eased my aching thirst. What happened next I do not know, I awoke a few days later in the same room. I could feel I had changed, all my senses were alight. My throat burned like I was eating fire, there was a motion next to me and a muffled cry. I glanced over to see what would be my first victim, a local girl tied and laying naked.
Lust took over and the cock was rock hard. I could not help myself, I mounted her and with a force that made her scream in pain I fucked her. Her screams grew louder and my thrusts grew harder. She bled from the damage I caused, the smell of her sex and blood overwhelmed me. I let her go and buried my face into her warm and bleeding pussy. I swallowed all I could, I heard the orgasm that I brought her to and lost control biting down, hard, on her thigh. Her cries grew quiet as I drained her body. I remember hearing her heart stop and knew she was finished. Dead she was as I was but I would continue on, she would rot. Behind my I heard the approval of the three twins who were now my teachers in this new life.
A warm hand squeezing mine brought me back to the present, I looked in her eyes and knew that she understood. She knew who I was and tears welled up into her eyes. I kissed them away, savoring the taste as it was all I would get. I did not come to taste her although I wanted to. She asked but one question.
“ Why did you not come back to me? I would have gone with you.” she told me.
“ I could not return then.” I explained. “ I belonged to them until they released me after I knew enough to be on my own and they had grown tired of me anyway. That took twenty years. By then you had moved on, you had children and even a grand son. I was not going to ruin your new life. I only came now to ease your mind of me and I just needed to see you, to touch you, hear you one more time. I have eternity to live and just wanted the chance to say goodbye. I can not die you see. Nothing will kill me except another vampire and even then it is difficult.”
“ Take me now.” she commanded. “ My life is over here I can live another with you.”
“ Your body is too weak.” I explained “ You would not survive it.” I knew she would ask this of me and though I wanted to try, oh god did I want to, I would not risk her dying at my hands. She understood and accepted my reasoning. We sat and talked then for hours. A gentle knock disturbed us, her family had grown restless and demanded to be let back in. She handed me something then and closed my hand over it. I placed it in to my pocket and said my goodbyes, as did she. Just as I was about to step out of her room she called to me.
“Goodbye”
Out on the busy streets below I pulled the item from my pocket, there lay a delicate gold wedding band. Inscribed were our names. She never stopped loving me and I would never stop loving her.

Read 21939 times |
Rated 89.3 % |
(103 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Badd Jackal~N~Sikk Frosty
: POSITIVEr00ster95
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text: