Male/Teen Female

The Island, Chapter 19

Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric
). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.

Becoming Daddy’s Girl part 1

This is part 1 of Maria’s journey to reconnect with her father. This is the first story I’ve written in a long time. I would appreciate any feedback, both positive and negative.

Kay is Ready

This work of fiction and its two following chapters may not be for everyone. It contains several forms of sex that may upset the more sensitive readers.

Homeless

When she first came into the shelter, I had no idea what adventure she would take me on…

A Road Trip with My Grand Daughter-Part III

This is the third in a series about a grand father and young grand daughter making love. If you do not like this typoe of story, please DO NOT READ. If you vote that you did not like it, please tell me why you voted that way. I can only grow as a writer when I know what readers don’t like.

In Riley’s Arms: Part 1

Thank you to everyone who read and commented on my previous series. Sorry this one took so long to start getting up. School started and this got crazy! Again, there is a lot of build up, and there is no sex yet in this part. If that’s all that you’re looking for, save yourself some time and look elsewhere. Everyone else: enjoy!

My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move

My Girlfriend’s Daughter Makes A Move
By rutger5 (An Original Story-Copyright 2013)
It was a dark and stormy night when there was a small fire in the apartment above mine. Unfortunately by the time it was put out my place sustained significant water damage which made it temporarily unlivable until repaired. The landlord hemmed and hawed about paying for relocating me because until the insurance check came in he said he couldn’t afford it. He informed me he was going to use all of his available funds to quickly repair the damage but he had nothing left for relocation until he received the settlement.
So I had to vacate the apartment so the work could be done expeditiously. In the condition it was now in, it wasn’t like I could live there anyway. I was at my wit’s end about where to go as I’m cheap and didn’t wish to pay to stay in a hotel for the next few weeks minimum. That’s when my girlfriend Annette came up with what seemed to be the perfect solution at the time.
I could move in with her for the duration and once my place was ready I’d go back home. Now she and I had been dating for around eight months and I thought we had a really good thing going. For our own reasons neither one of us was looking to get really serious in our relationship. In my case I was just the modern guy who enjoyed never fully growing up and because of this Annette was perfect for me.
Her story was that she was divorced and lived in her own house along with her daughter who was attending college. Because her marriage had ended badly when Annette caught her husband messing around with her best friend she had no intention of going through that again.
So since her divorce five years earlier she’d rarely dated but she had accepted when I asked her out. Since I was twelve years younger than she was Annette was flattered when I hit on her and my good looks didn‘t hurt. Truthfully I’d been unaware of the age gap as she looked younger than her age not that I cared how old she was. I’d seen her at the mall and I was struck by how attractive she was so I decided I had to make a move. Normally I didn’t do things like that on the spur of the moment but that day something compelled me to.
We hit it off right away and on our second date she came back with me to my apartment for a ‘nightcap‘. It had been quite some time since she’d gotten any so she let her hair down, and then some! Annette is usually quite reserved and conservative in many ways but that night she lost all inhibitions. We alternated between making love and rutting like beasts until we finally collapsed due to exhaustion the next morning.
Things never quite reached that crazy height again but we had a lot of good times. We’d have sex at least three nights a week and it would often be more. It was almost always at my place and even when it was at Annette’s I never spent the whole night there. She felt uncomfortable about me staying she said with her teenage daughter living at home. Truthfully I suspected it was because she didn’t want to get too close but it didn’t bother me as I was happy with the arrangement the way it was. That way it allowed me to hang with my buds a few nights a week while still getting steady action.
We’d often go to the movies and dinner and whenever needed, be the other’s escort to whatever event they had to attend. Usually it was one of her many business functions except in the case of a slacker buddy of mine finally biting the bullet and marrying his baby mama. Either way it was cool with me, as generally Annette would be wearing some little black dress and we’d have sex later in the evening.
So I saw no pitfalls in her suggestion and welcomed it with open arms. I hoped I might get a little more nookie staying at her house though she informed me I’d be staying in the guest room for appearances sake. Either way I’d be saving money which certainly was a good thing.
Let me add that I got along with her daughter Vanessa swimmingly. We’d met soon after her mother and I started to date and we had a lot in common. Since I was actually closer in age to Vanessa than her mother we liked a lot of the same music and pop cultural things. In fact during the first week I stayed there one night she and I had a great time playing one of her video games together for hours.
Annette actually felt a little left out and envious about it all. Of course we asked if she wanted to join in but she didn’t want to waste her time on such ‘childish’ things. Still she managed to get me to quit by whispering in my ear to meet her in the bedroom for a different kind of game. That was the only night I was there that such a thing happened. Other times she would slip into the guest room late at night but only after Vanessa had turned in for the evening or when her daughter was out. Either way once we were finished she would leave soon after.
So for the first week everything worked out well and I even went out one night with my friends. There was only one thing out of the ordinary that happened and it was a little embarrassing. Though the house had two bathrooms only one was a full bath with a shower and tub. So in the morning we all had to scramble to get ready without impeding anyone else. Since I was the guest there, I felt I should do my best to minimize impacting Annette or Vanessa. So I’d get up really early and use the bathroom first; freeing it up so they could follow their regular schedule.
On Thursday morning I’d showered and dressed early and gone downstairs to have some coffee before leaving for work. I chilled until it was time to go when I realized I’d forgotten my car keys upstairs. At my apartment I kept them on a hook by the door so I’d just grab them when heading out but here I was unable to follow my normal routine.
So I dashed upstairs to retrieve them when at the same exact time Vanessa happened to be going from her bedroom to the bathroom. Maybe it was because she thought I’d left already or she was just used to it being only her and her mother living there. Whatever the reason was, as I rushed toward the guest room she emerged from her room rubbing the sleep from her eyes while only wearing a bra and panties.
When I saw her like that my eyes must have bugged out of my head and I stopped dead in my tracks. Vanessa also stopped but she had an amused look on her face. It took me a moment before I realized I was staring at her skimpily dressed body so I turned away while mumbling an apology.
“Uhh, sorry about that Vanessa” I managed to get out with my face turning beet red.
“Think nothing of it Brad” she replied before slowly sauntering toward the bathroom.
Under the circumstances I should have just hurried to get my keys but I couldn’t. Almost under compulsion I swiveled my head and watched Vanessa pass me by and enter the bathroom. She then turned and stared straight at me while smiling before closing the door. Once it shut my body was able to move again. Grabbing my keys I hurried downstairs and out the door.
My whole drive to work I couldn’t stop thinking about what I‘d seen. The sight of all her exposed flesh wasn’t something I could easily forget, if ever, and my erection was proof of that. For though Annette was an attractive, sexy woman and I loved being with her she was very slim with tiny breasts and a small ass while her daughter was round and voluptuous with an exaggerated hourglass figure.
Vanessa could best be described as being thick or a little chubby or whatever you wanted to call it, but damn what curves she had! Her breasts were round, full and large and half of them had been spilling out the top of her black brassiere. Her waist was soft and not small but it was in proportion to her even bigger hips and butt which had been encased in bikini leopard print panties. Somehow I was able to make it to work sane and I was determined to not think of what I’d seen but it wasn’t easy.
That night I felt a little bit awkward about earlier but Vanessa didn’t mention it so I relaxed. She acted normally so I was able to as well and we all had a pleasant evening. The only thing I told them about was a temporary change to my work schedule. Because as sometimes is the case with my job I had to change my shift for the following week. Instead of working from seven in the morning until three in the afternoon like usual I’d be working from three until eleven at night.
That certainly threw a wrench into things as far as my sex life was concerned and for the first half of the week Annette and I were unable to connect. So by Thursday morning I was a little on edge so I decided to take a chance. Knowing that Vanessa had early classes that day I sneaked into Annette’s bedroom around the time she got up. She was already awake but still in bed.
“Yes Brad?” she asked as she sat up.
After closing the door behind me I gave her, or more accurately showed her my reply by opening my robe to reveal my erection. Annette gave a big smile when she saw it and beckoned me forward with her finger. Wasting no time I closed the distance between myself and the bed and once there pulled the covers from her body. She was wearing a matching blue camisole and boy shorts and looked good enough to eat. In fact that was what I planned to do so I slipped my fingers under the waistband of her boy shorts and pulled them down and off.
Annette giggled when I did this but then she said “We have to hurry Brad. I need to get ready for work and I can’t be late.”
“No problem babe but you should have time for a quickie” I replied as I pulled her body to the edge of the mattress so her legs were dangling off.
I knelt down between them and since I had no time for preliminaries I immediately buried my face by her pussy. Normally I would at the least tease her or go slow to build the fire but not then. My tongue ran the length of her lips, starting at the bottom and working my way up until I reached her clit which was partially obscured by her curly, brown pubic hair.
Annette kept her bush cut short and neatly trimmed but she didn’t shave down there unlike the younger women I had dated before her. After a few licks she was already getting wet and when my tongue speared her inner juiciness I could already smell her aroused, musky scent. Moistening my thumb with saliva I used it to gently circle her clit as my tongue probed as deeply as it could reach. I made circular movements with my tongue as it was buried in her allowing me to lash her tasty inner walls.
Annette moaned appreciatively from my efforts as her hand ran through my hair. Usually I’d take my time in guiding her to her first orgasm and it would be just one of many. I confess I love to eat pussy and I had since the first time I’d been blessed with the opportunity to do so when I was a teenager with young Bridget Flynn. But since we were in a hurry and I wanted to make sure we had time for my own pleasure as well, I pulled out all the stops.
After reluctantly removing my tongue from her womanly crevice I slid one of my fingers inside to take its place. This allowed my tongue to again seek out her little nubbin which it soon did. Annette let out a throaty moan as my finger frigged her juicy hole rapidly. It made a squishing sound as it sank in her canal before I would pull it back with her muscles reluctantly yielding to my retreat.
Knowing time was of the essence I worked a second finger in her though she was still tight and drove it all the way in. Then while continuing to lick her clit I also sucked it between my lips bringing her to the precipice of pleasure. Increasing the speed of my fingers was enough to push her off it as I thrust them to their full length.
Her internal muscles clamped onto my digits and her grip tightened on my hair. For my part I kept licking and sucking her clit though I was no longer able to keep finger fucking her. Still I managed to wriggle them around a bit which certainly increased her pleasure. Annette was biting her lip to prevent from screaming out loud but she was still emitting a number of low, throaty moans.
Once she began to recover I got to my feet and moved between her thighs with my knees bent so I was at the perfect height. Only then did I withdraw my fingers and as I did Annette grasped my cock right below the shaft. She guided it to her entrance and after first rubbing it a few times against her wetness to lubricate it she positioned it between her lips at the entrance.
Taking it from there I pushed my hips forward a little which was enough to work my mushroom head inside Annette. She groaned with pleasure as I did and it became louder as I was able to sink deeper which was greatly aided when I lifted her legs and held them in midair. Using a number of short, rapid thrusts allowed me to keep going until I had my full length inside her open gates of paradise.
For the next couple of minutes I drove in and out of her sweet, sticky treasure at a good clip. I reveled in the way she felt on my shaft and how her yoga trained muscles constricted along its length. I could tell by her moans that she was really enjoying herself and believe me so was I. Soon Annette reached out and grabbed my thighs as I slid in and out of her aroused pink pussy.
“Come on Brad; get on the bed. I want to feel your skin against mine” she pleaded between moans of pleasure.
Though I was enjoying the position we were in and I knew I was at the right angle to really rock her world I went along with her suggestion after first delivering a few more hard thrusts. Adjusting her body position slightly I crawled onto the bed while remaining in her and once I had I leaned forward and rested on my elbows. This brought our bodies into close contact the length of our torsos and it also allowed Annette to grab hold of my ass.
Her skin felt hot against mine and our sweaty bodies slid against one another as I continued my thrusting. Now in this position and with Annette’s hands keeping me buried deep I was unable to drive my full length; so instead I ground into her. I was also able to rotate my hips in a circular motion which she eagerly responded to.
“Oh yes Brad, that’s it! Don’t stop baby” she whispered in my ear to spur me on.
Our lips found each other’s and we kissed. Ever since our first kiss I’d marveled how soft her lips were and how sweet they tasted. One could get drunk on them if one had the time. Unfortunately life intruded this morning when I knew time was in short supply. So I broke our kiss reluctantly. My hips rose and fell like a derrick with her hands assisting them and I could hear her breathing getting short and ragged. I sped up as much as I could and I was rewarded a minute later when she let out a wail.
“Oh yessss!” she cried out as she climaxed and I joined her seconds later.
My organ swelled inside Vanessa and then I felt my balls release my load. Since it had been a few days since I’d cum, I soaked her pussy with many jets of my white, liquid love. With a satisfied groan my body sank onto hers when no more ejaculate was left. We stayed like that for less than a minute when she prodded me with her finger.
“Sorry Brad; but you need to get off me or I’ll be late” she told me in a business like tone.
Somehow I managed to push myself up and roll off her at which point she scrambled off the bed and rushed out the room and to the bathroom. For a few minutes I lay there and enjoyed the post coital buzz but since I now felt sleepy I knew I had to leave. No doubt if she found me still in bed and worse me being asleep then she’d ask me to leave so I saved her the trouble.
Pulling on my robe I went back to the guest room and climbed under the covers for some shuteye. When I woke up a few hours later it was just past eleven in the morning. Though there was still some time before I had to get ready for work I decided to hop in the shower. Fifteen minutes later with a towel wrapped around my waist I was shaving when I heard the bathroom door open. Turning I was surprised to see Vanessa just inside the room wearing a thigh length red silk robe.
“Oh sorry Brad. I didn’t realize you were in here” she said with an enigmatic smile on her face.
While I certainly wasn’t going to accuse her of lying I found her statement a bit hard to swallow. The door had been closed with the water running and the light on, so even if she hadn’t heard the shower a little bit earlier it didn’t make much sense.
“Umm Vanessa, I thought you had classes today?” I asked.
“Oh I did but I decided to skip them today. Don’t tell my mom please, you know how she gets. It can be our little secret, like what happened the other morning” she said with a wink.
I laughed nervously in response to her statement but I knew what she meant in regards to how Annette can get. Living with her had shown me a different side to her. Not that she wasn’t a great lady and I’d known she was reserved but she could also be a little uptight as well; especially about her house and things like that.
She and Vanessa were like oil and water on that subject as Vanessa was very laid back and sloppy. Annette was neat and anal, retentive that is, not sexually. I’d witnessed a couple of minor shouting matches over the state of Vanessa’s messy room and such things including Vanessa not taking college seriously enough. So I understood her not wanting her mother to know she decided to take the day off. But it also meant Vanessa had been home earlier when I’d assumed she was at class. She must have been sleeping I thought or she’d have heard us for sure.
“So what are you doing Brad?” she asked as she drew closer.
“Well it should be obvious I’m shaving” I told her while trying and failing to remain focused on what I was doing.
“Do you mind if I watch? When I was a little girl I’d watch my dad shave sometimes.”
“I guess its okay. No harm I can see in it” I lied.
Vanessa brushed past me and actually perched herself on top of the vanity. To say she was now distracting me was the understatement of the century. There was no way to avoid seeing her as I watched myself shave in the mirror even if she sat quietly; but she didn’t. First she flicked her dyed blond hair about before leaning forward and actually lightly touching my pectoral muscle with her painted fingertips.
“Brad I see staying here hasn’t stopped you from finding time for the gym. You’re in such great shape. Maybe you can help me with some advice. I always intend to exercise more but then something comes up and I don’t follow through. Plus as you can see I love having dessert and it goes right to my hips.”
When she said that Vanessa took her hand off my chest while crossing her legs and brought it down to her ample hip. Like I was hypnotized my eyes followed her hand as it slid down her body to its new resting place. Along the way I got a great view of her exposed cleavage as her robe had loosened a bit as she moved. Either I was imagining things or Vanessa wasn’t wearing anything underneath her robe because a lot of her pale white breasts were showing and I saw no hint of material.
On top of that I was able to clearly make out the shape of her nipples as they strained against the silk robe. Add to that her robe had ridden up her thigh revealing plenty of her shapely legs. Stifling a choking sound I tore my eyes away from her and again tried to resume shaving. Unfortunately my hand shook a bit and I managed to nick myself with the razor.
“Ooh I’m sorry Brad. Here I am distracting you and now you’ve cut yourself” Vanessa cooed.
“It’s nothing, don’t worry about it” I replied, my voice sounding hoarse to me.
She slid off the vanity and stood so close I could smell her and I could feel her warm breath on my skin.
“I can’t help worrying about it Brad, especially since that’s not the only effect I’m having on you.”
After saying that I felt her hand on top of the towel right on my growing bulge. I’d been fighting a losing battle in trying to prevent from getting hard and that was the final straw.
“Vanessa we can’t
” was all I got out before her other hand yanked the towel off me.
My semi-erect cock popped up once it was uncovered and as soon as it did Vanessa wrapped her hand around it. That forced a groan from my lips which only got louder as she stroked it slowly.
“Did I cause this Brad? That wasn’t very nice of me, was it?”
“What are you doing to me?” I gasped though it was pretty clear to us both.
“Well after the other day when you saw me I thought it would be only fair if I saw you too. I didn’t really plan on this happening. But I got so horny listening to you and my mom earlier that I didn’t know what to do. Then I saw you liked what you saw, so
”
At that point Vanessa bent at the waist and angled my cock in her direction as she opened her mouth. In my half hard state Vanessa was able to easily engulf me and I felt her tongue licking as she swallowed me. I dropped the razor into the sink and grabbed her by the hair. Her hand guided my body in turning in her direction so that she was now right in front of me. While keeping her mouth on my hardening cock Vanessa managed to bend her knees until she was in a crouching position.
That allowed her to grab hold of my ass and pull me forward. For the next minute the only sounds were of her noisily slurping as she sucked me and my answering grunts and groans. During this time my cock reached its full size but Vanessa was able to keep most of it in her wet mouth. In fact more than once she took my cock to its root allowing me to slide into her throat. After one time where she held it like that for at least thirty seconds she pulled her head off me, releasing my member.
“You have a nice cock Brad. I’m really enjoying sucking it but then I’ve always been a cocksucker since I was young.”
“I can tell” I replied as she now started running her tongue the length of my shaft.
After licking it for a while as her hand fondled my balls Vanessa worked her mouth down and sucked one into her mouth. As she sucked on it she also swirled her tongue around it, really impressing me with her oral talent. Then without warning she pulled her mouth from me and shrugged her shoulders so her robe slipped down some and her large, full breasts were free.
Using one hand she guided my erection between them and once there Vanessa pushed them together against my swollen flesh. She moved her body just enough that my erection slid back and forth between her succulent breasts and the feeling was enjoyable to say the least. When she also managed to swallow my head while continuing to squeeze my shaft with her breasts I was almost beside myself with pleasure. If nothing else this reminded me why I so loved big bosomed girls.
Just when I didn’t think I could take anymore without exploding Vanessa suddenly released my cock and stood. Without a word she turned and walked to the door and opened it. I stood there, not sure if I should be grateful to her for stopping before it was too late or I should wring her neck, when she turned her head. The robe slid off her body showing she had on one thing under her robe – a frilly red thong which drew my eyes to her big round ass.
“If you want to continue this then follow me” she said before giggling and with that she strutted down the hall.
It took me all of ten seconds to wipe away the remaining shaving cream from my half shaven face and after picking up her discarded robe I hurried toward Vanessa’s room. The door was open and I saw her sitting on the bed with a come hither expression on her pretty face. Once I reached her she wasted no time but again took me into her wanton mouth.
Her lips slid along my full length as her tongue swirled against the bottom of my shaft forcing a groan from me. Vanessa bobbed her head as she swallowed me deeply before pulling off while leaving a hanging strand of saliva on my cock.
“Brad I have an idea. Why don’t you lie down and get comfortable so I can try something.”
Once I was stretched out on the mattress Vanessa removed the belt from her robe and crawled toward me on the bed. Playfully she wrapped it around my wrists after which I allowed her to raise my arms above my head. She tied it to the headboard next but I wasn’t worried knowing that it wasn’t tight enough to actually keep me captive. But I found it kind of hot so I went along with her game.
I was rewarded by Vanessa straddling my torso and leaning down to kiss me. When our lips met an electric shock went through my body and I discovered that her mother wasn’t the only good kisser in the family. Her full lips parted and my tongue slithered into her mouth where her tongue met mine. They circled and danced with each other for a time until she pulled her head away from me. She swooped in again and kissed me but it was brief and this time she ended it by biting my lip.
Vanessa must have liked doing that as I saw amusement reflected in her big, brown eyes but right afterwards she leaned down so that her long blonde hair trailed across my skin. She worked her way down my body and as she did her hair teased me the whole way. From my chest to my stomach and from there to my swollen groin and beyond that to my legs.
Then her hand grasped my hard cock at the base and tilted it up at a forty five degree angle from my supine body. She started to lick it now, her nimble tongue exploring every bit of it from the base to the swollen crown and back again. While she did this she rested her pelvis on my leg and I could feel the heat and wetness emanating from her pussy through the material of her thong.
In fact the longer she worked me over, the wetter she became. Vanessa was obviously someone who became really turned on by sucking cock. She then started to squirm on my leg, grinding her mound against it and she was letting out tiny moans as she did so. This was too much for me so I had to say something.
“Vanessa it’s pretty clear that you’re turned on right now. Why don’t you let me go so I can return the favor and lick your hot little pussy for you.”
Her eyes met mine as she still was licking me but a few seconds later she stopped.
“You want to eat me Brad? That is so hot.”
She let go of my erection and then slid up my body until she was over my chest. As I watched she pulled the thong to one side and I saw her sweet peach for the first time. Unlike her mom she was totally bare down there with not a wisp of hair remaining. Her pussy was swollen and I could clearly see the juice inside her fruit and I greatly desired to taste her. I extended my tongue and wagged it from side to side in an invitation that Vanessa immediately accepted.
She scooted her body forward just a little and I also raised my head to meet her. Once her pussy reached the range of my tongue I licked it prompting a squeal from her. Her hands grabbed me by the hair as I ran my tongue the length of her delicious pussy lips but she wanted more.
“Put it inside me and fuck me with your tongue” Vanessa demanded to which I eagerly complied.
I pushed my tongue out to its limit and rocked my head up and down to drive it as far into her as I could reach. As I did she aided me by pulling on my hair and pushing her pelvis toward me at the same time. In this position my nose bumped into her erect clit as we came together and soon she was moaning uncontrollably.
“Yes, yes, yes! Don’t stop, I’m almost there” she called out so I somehow increased the speed of my head and neck.
That sure did the trick as in less than a minute Vanessa let out a drawn out wail while clamping her large thighs on my head. I felt her body shaking in the throes of passion and my tongue was bathed by an increased flow of her intoxicating womanly nectar. This went on for a while before her legs loosened around my head. As much as I’d enjoyed it I lowered my head back because my breathing had been restricted a little, though I couldn’t imagine a better way to go than being smothered by Vanessa’s succulent pussy.
Once I’d taken a few big gulps of air I brought my face up again and I resumed licking Vanessa. She smiled as I did and when I zeroed in on her clit she oohed and aahed. I circled around it then flicked it with my tongue before circling it once again. Her fingers gently ran through my hair as I licked her sex feverishly. Occasionally I’d move south and lick her lips and inside her juicy core before again returning to her swollen clit. After a while her breathing became faster and louder so I picked up the pace with my tongue. I knew I hit the jackpot when her hand suddenly pulled hard on my hair and she groaned loudly.
With a sigh Vanessa leaned back as she recovered from her latest orgasm as I continued to lick her. Finally she let go of my hair and moved down my body. During this period of oral delight I stayed as hard as a steel beam and my reward was on its way down. As soon as she was straddling my hips she reached down and took hold of my erect cock.
She guided it to her entrance and sank down on it impaling herself. Vanessa let out a gasp as my cock filled her tight hole and once she bottomed out she raised her hips up until only my head remained in her. She teased me by then rotating on my swollen crown but her lust got the better of her and she sank down again onto my shaft.
“Vanessa if you want, lean down so I can suck on those delicious looking nipples while you ride me” I told her lustfully.
My suggestion must have appealed to her as seconds later I was suckling on her large breast while of course paying special attention to her tasty nipple. She rested her hands on my chest as she rode me and the breast that wasn’t in my mouth swayed gently as she did. I could taste the saltiness of her sweat as my mouth sucked her and my tongue lashed her hard nipple. Vanessa groaned appreciatively from that or maybe it was from the feeling of being filled by my thickness.
Either way she was making a lot of noise but she was a wild one. Suddenly she stopped moving her hips and instead sat upright pulling her tasty breast away from me. Before I had a chance to complain she began to rotate her hips in a circular movement while running the tips of her fingernails down my torso lightly.
“Damn Vanessa you are something else” I exclaimed as I started to pump upwards rapidly.
That caught her off guard for a moment but she soon recovered by reaching back and taking my balls in her hand and gently squeezing them causing me to moan loudly.
“You have no idea Brad. But tell me something baby, now that you’ve tried us both. Who’s a better fuck, me or my mom?”
She laughed after she said this but that was probably due to the shocked expression on my face. Not that there was any way I planned on going there with her but Vanessa was persistent, I’ll give her that.
“Come on Brad, I want an answer. That is if you want me to make you cum.”
There was no way I’d let myself be forced into that but I also intended on cumming. So I simply twisted my wrists around until my hands were free which surprised Vanessa. Then I grabbed around her waist and rolled our bodies so I ended up on top of her large soft body. Thankfully she released ‘my boys’ when this happened leading to no damage.
“That’s not an appropriate question Vanessa but I’ll say your bondage skills suck” I told her right before I started to pound her hard.
For the next few minutes she couldn’t get a word in as I drove deep with every thrust; the most she could do was moan. She certainly had more cushion for the pushing, that’s for sure. This position was more to my liking anyway, especially for making me cum so I went all out. Right before I came I pulled out as I had no way of knowing if she was on birth control and there was no way under the circumstances I was going to risk it.
I managed to scramble up her body slightly before my first shot exploded from me and landed on her left breast. By the third shot Vanessa had brought her head up and taken my shooting cock into her wonderful mouth and sucked me until I was drained. When I was through cumming she released my cock then licked her lips lasciviously and smiled up at me.
“Well, I doubt my mom would do that for you. It would be too messy” she stated before giggling.
Collapsing on the bed beside her I shook my head. She was certainly right about Annette not swallowing but damn! That was her mother she was talking about and it somehow didn’t seem right to talk like that considering we were both betraying her and under her own roof to boot.
“Vanessa we need to talk” I told her as seriously as I could. “What just happened was great but it was also wrong. If your mom found out
”
“Brad I’m not an idiot and no matter what you think I love my mom and I don’t want to hurt her. So we just can’t let her know about this. Sure she can piss me off and stuff but I wasn’t doing this to pay her back or anything. I’m just a little bit slutty and having you staying here gave me an opportunity and I took it. It wasn’t like I ever tried anything before while you guys were going out. Call it a case of temporary sexual insanity, that’s all.”
Feeling better about the situation I nodded at her.
“That’s cool. I know it’s not like me and your mother will be getting married or anything but normally I have more control.”
“Well you’re not the first guy who let your little head take over around me. That’s the price I pay for being so desirable” she replied as she took the little fella in hand making me groan. “Am I wrong or do I still sense some life left in him?”
She was right about that. When she wrapped her hand around me it stirred a little and when she moved her head there and took it back in her mouth I realized it wasn’t over yet. Well in for a penny, in for a pound I figured. It wasn’t like at this point it much mattered. She then began to give me the sloppiest, nastiest blowjob I’d ever received. In order to harden me faster she slapped my cock against her cheek with more force then I would have used and once I was three quarters there she took me in her mouth. The saliva ran down my shaft as she deep throated me and it was pretty clear she had no gag reflex the way she impaled herself.
At the rate she was going it felt like she was trying to literally suck any remaining cum straight from my balls even before I’d fully hardened. But no matter how turned on I was getting, I didn’t want to cum from her mouth. Since I assumed this would be my last time with her I wanted to feel her sweet pussy around me once again. I like receiving oral as much as the next guy but nothing tops the feel of a hot, wet pussy and Vanessa’s was both.
So I reluctantly pulled her head from me and rolled her over so she was on her side with her back to me. I pushed her bottom leg up so the knee was bent as I moved onto my side. Sensing what I was planning Vanessa lifted her top leg in the air giving me unfettered access. Taking my cock in hand I shifted right to where I needed to be and slid back into her juicy pussy.
Resting on my elbow I pumped into her deeply while running my free hand over her extremely lush body. I played with her breasts and tweaked each nipple before moving down and stroking her soft midsection and from there I searched out her clit. As soon as I found it she reached down and again cupped my balls.
“Are you going to cum in me this time Brad ‘cause I think that’s really hot, feeling it shoot deep inside.”
“Is that what you want Vanessa?”
“Ooh yeah! And don’t worry” she said with a giggle “I’m protected, the pills are on my bedside table if you don‘t believe me. The last thing I need right now is to get pregnant while I’m just starting college.”
That certainly was encouraging news to me. Nothing I enjoyed more than filling a sweet tight puss with the cream it had rightfully earned. But I planned on waiting a bit before giving her the special delivery. So I continued to slide my full length back and forth as I fingered her clitty. I noticed Vanessa’s face was beginning to flush so I nuzzled her neck and shoulder with my lips.
“Yes that’s nice Brad. Don’t you dare stop!” she gasped.
That I had no intention of doing. If anything my kisses became more passionate and my fingers now pinched her clit between them. I figured I was doing it right when her hand moved from my balls to on top of my hand and squeezed it. When I bit her neck she stiffened and all the muscles in her body tightened up. I waited until she relaxed a little to move, pulling out of her which caused her to sigh.
“Come on Vanessa, I want you to turn on your stomach and spread those legs nice and wide for me.”
“Okay” she answered simply and did what I asked.
It was such a beautiful sight that I had to stare for a minute. She looked so delectable on her belly with her big, white ass sticking up in the air. Beyond that she had her head turned sideways so I saw the profile of her pretty face with her sweaty blonde hair plastered to her neck. But what really took my breath away was the view of her beautiful pussy between her milky thighs. It was swollen and open with her juices coating it. She became impatient waiting for me so she began to wiggle her ass in an invitation.
An invitation that I planned on responding to rsvp. So I grabbed the waistband of her thong and rolled it down. Vanessa aided me by raising her wide hips so I was able to easily pull it down her thick, smooth legs. She bent at the knees so I could slip them off her and when she did I grabbed one of her adorable feet and kissed it, going so far as to suck on her toes. But at that moment we both wanted more so I released her pretty foot and dropped it.
“Come on Brad, I want you back in me. Now!” she demanded though there was also a hint of pleading as well.
My hand swatted her cheek and made it jiggle as I crawled into position. Vanessa laughed and continued to shake her booty but as soon as I drove my thickness into her peach she just groaned and stopped moving. My body melted onto hers along its full length and by craning my neck my lips reached hers. Resting on my knees and elbows my fingers slipped under her and squeezed her soft, pillow like breasts.
My hips rose then fell slowly as I savored the feeling of her tight vaginal muscles on my cock. I didn’t want to go too fast but instead experience every fraction of an inch as it slid in and out of Vanessa. The head of my cock was engulfed the whole time as I was unwilling to remove it from her for even an instant.
Reluctantly I broke the kiss but that allowed me to increase the speed of my thrusting. Still every now and then I’d alter my pattern. Instead of pumping in and out of her, I would move my hips from side to side when I was buried fully in her. As good as both ways were I decided to mix it up again so without telling her why I removed my erection from Vanessa and sat back on my heels. That certainly got her attention.
“Why did you do that Brad?” she asked petulantly.
“Because I want you on your hands and knees so I can rock you doggy style.”
I had never seen her move as fast before as she did getting into that position and once she did she looked back hungrily but I was already moving. My body knelt upright and I moved forward just enough that my head was again nestled between her lips. Once in place I rotated my hips without going forward any more. Vanessa was having none of that and she pushed her hips backward until I was buried and her soft hips were pressed to me which is what I wanted.
My hand smacked her posterior to get her started and she was off to the races. Vanessa did the work, grinding against me or moving her hips back and forth, swallowing and then releasing my cock. It was cool to watch it disappear then reappear as she moved and her big ass looked great as did her clinging lips. When I felt she was slacking I’d give a light swat to encourage her though sometimes I just did it because it was enjoyable and she liked it too.
Finally I decided to take charge so I put my hand on her cheek to hold her in place while also using it for support. First I went from two knees to one knee and one foot and then to both feet as I crouched behind her. Keeping my hand on her ass I started thrusting hard and deep into her. I went as fast as I could and with each movement my balls slapped into her with a fleshy sound.
The longer it went on the harder I started to breathe and I began to feel myself getting close to cumming. My second hand grabbed her waist and I pulled her to meet my thrusts and that was enough. Volume wise it must have been less than the last time but it felt even more pleasurable as this time I fired deep inside Vanessa.
That orgasm totally wiped me out and as soon as I’d pulled from her, I sprawled on her bed and fell asleep. It was her shaking me roughly that finally roused me from slumber.
“Brad you better get up or you’ll be late for work” she told me when I finally opened my eyes.
Looking at her clock I realized she was right and I nearly jumped from the bed. By the skin of my teeth I made it to work where my supervisor asked me if the half shaven look was my new thing. I told him it was that or being late so I went with that look for the day.
In spite of my best intentions to not let it happen again Vanessa it seems had other plans on the matter. After that whenever we were in a room alone she’d do something like grope me or give me a quick flash of her breast or ass. It was damn hard to ignore especially as she was so sexy and I knew how wild she could get.
Then one night after Annette had made a booty call and then returned to her room I was surprised to feel a body slip under the covers with me and then a hand on my cock. My hand reached out and I could tell it wasn’t Annette who’d returned as the body was much too voluptuous.
“Are you crazy?!” I whispered.
She just giggled and a minute later I felt her mouth on me and I had to stifle a groan. As insane as it was I did nothing to stop her when she climbed on top and started to ride me. During this risky section I kept my hand over her mouth for the most part to prevent her from being her usual loud self and somehow we got away with it.
A few days later we weren’t so lucky. Again Annette made a late night visit and had left. Less than five minutes later Vanessa was in bed besides me totally nude. We hadn’t even started anything when to my horror I heard the door open and Annette stood there. I’m not sure if she had forgotten something or decided to come back for seconds but when she saw us together she let out a loud scream.
Vanessa jumped out of the bed immediately but since she was naked as a jaybird that only made the situation ten times worse. Annette turned on her heel and headed off yelling while her daughter followed trying to apologize. I simply got dressed then gathered my belongings together and headed for the hills or rather a motel where I checked in.
If I’d only done that to begin with than it all never would have happened that way. Well hindsight and all and you live and learn I guess. I did feel like a piece of shit by how I’d treated Annette but there was no way to change what we’d done. Don’t get me wrong, I really enjoyed the sex with Vanessa – it was fantastic but it didn’t make up for me being an ass. From now on I resolved to not date anyone with a daughter. It was my safest bet.
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Flying the First Time By Herself

Kylee was flying for the first time by herself back from visiting her aunt in Las Vegas. She wasn’t familiar with the term “red-eye” flight, but after Michael got done with her . . . her pink little hairless pussy knew what a long cock felt like and she was soon addicted. Join the young girl and the horny man that just happens to be waiting in the airport for a hook-up neither will ever forget.

Broken Birds, Part 21, Nita

Part 21
Nita
Michael saw it coming, “I told you once Honey, I could never refuse you.”
“Even though I fucked and sucked a dog.”
“Honey, that makes no difference to me. It was his way of humiliating you, of breaking you. Miguel was sick. I hope he burns for eternity. He did it to you. It wasn’t your choice.”
“Then will you?”
“Of course, Princess, if that’s what you really want.”
“I’m not sure if I want to join your
 you know
your harem, but I need to feel like a woman, not a victim.”
She put her arms around him and pulled him into a kiss. Realizing she had very limited experience, he taught her the value of beginning slow, just grazing your lover’s lips, to a soft joining, to opening, to stroking the passion with a tongue, finally to a passionate dueling of tongues.
When they broke the kiss, Nita’s dark eyes sparkled with wonder. The kiss imprinted on her heart. She felt her body react. It felt delicious.
Michael knew he had been set up again, but, seeing her eyes, he believed she genuinely needed him.
“Now go tell those conniving bitches that they’ve won again.” Pushing her off the bed, “And tell them “Thank you.”
Michael showered and joined his ladies.
Beth went to him, hugged him and pulled him into a very un-daughter like kiss. Her eyes sparkled with joy when they broke.
He hugged and kissed them all in turn.
“Where’s Kat?” he asked just as she, Misha and Rachael came through the kitchen door.
He went to them, hugged and kissed Kat tenderly, rubbing her belly gently. He kissed Rachael with passion and love
and forgiveness.
He looked at Misha, who had clearly been crying, “How’s he doing?”
“They’re still flushing his system. Jennifer got his liver tests back and he’s pretty far gone. Not enough time for a transplant list in the States. We’re checking alternatives. He’s still got the shakes. And he’s got some other things going on. His PSA is 9. Jennifer has arranged for him to be examined in Brisbane. If we hadn’t come, he’d have been dead in 6 months.” Misha said sadly.
“How are you doing?” Kat asked gently.
“I’m OK. A little shaky, but OK.” He said honestly.
“We’re so sorry. We didn’t know.”
“I know, Honey. At least you figured out a way to lead me out.”
Kat looked confused. “What do you mean?”
“Nita.” He said waiting to see a look of recognition, but all he saw was confusion.
“What did Nita do?”
“She came to talk to me as her father.” Even as he said it, he realized how the plan developed. It had to be Beth.
“That wasn’t my idea. I’ve been with my dad.”
He smiled and took her arm, leading them into the main living room. Beth came up to him, searching his eyes for the madness. She saw love.
“Do we need to order another ring and necklace, Dad?”
“I don’t know. She can tell you tomorrow. Was it your idea?”
She shook her head. “Hers. We were talking about how you hadn’t snapped when I was attacked. I said it was because your “Dad” instincts took over. She told us about her problem and needed your help. I know it’s convenient timing, but that the truth.” She paused, then went ahead, “Dad, we feel terrible. I should have known. I swear, we’ll never do anything like that again. Please forgive us.”
“All’s forgiven, Honey. Tell the others. I still feel a bit drugged and want some fresh air.”
He grabbed a sailing jacket and went to take a long walk. He wanted to be completely alert tonight. He walked around the compound, noting some rust damage that would need repair, a pothole and a couple of lights that needed replacing.
The sun touched the horizon. He went into the main house and found everyone in the main living room, including the Senator and Misha. Beth was on the floor playing with Michaela. Shoshana stood up when he entered the room and came to him for a hug.
Nita hugged him next, whispering into his ear, “I can’t believe how excited I am. Don’t you dare back out!” she giggled as she squeezed his ass.
As he hugged his women, he realized that he felt free for the first time in years. the thought of losing these marvelous, complex creatures had triggered the nightmares. He’d have to tell Alice to warn the girls.
John McDale looked terrible. His usual ruddy complexion was sallow. He’d lost weight and extra skin hung from his jowls. His dark hair now sported gray roots. He now looked the twenty plus years older he was than his wife. They were leaving early the next morning for his medical appointments in Brisbane.
They stayed for dinner, marveling at the interplay of women from diverse backgrounds and at the unselfish love. Kat fit in perfectly. She sat between Beth and Alice. Rafaela sat between Maria and Nita. Nita seemed almost unnaturally bright. Misha remarked on the glow that seemed to surround her.
“Tonight is a very special night for her, Mom,” Kat said, “But it’s private between us.”
“We’re a family here, Misha. It’s strange that so much happiness can come from so much pain, but that’s what happened. While we fled for our lives, we became dedicated to each other,” Rachael explained, “No one knows tomorrow, but I’d like to think that we will be together until we cross over.”
After dinner the McDales went back to the guesthouse to prepare for the early morning trip. Before they left, Misha took Rachael aside, “Is she going to bed with Michael?”
Rachael smiled and nodded. “It’s her idea. She’s got problems trusting men after her rape. Believe me, Michael will prove to her that she’s normal and can enjoy making love. He proved it to me.”
Nita looked marvelous. Her dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, her makeup drew attention to her wide eyes and perfect teeth. She truly looked like a young version of Rafaela. Instead of a negligee, she chose a thick white robe. It engulfed her slender frame, wrapping her in a warm, secure feeling. The girls helped her prepare for any sexual activity and then she was ready, still feeling Michael’s lips on hers. Every nerve ending in her body hummed in anticipation.
When she stepped through the bedroom door, she beamed. Her smoldering sensuality combined with her innocence to create an incredible aura.
When he took her hand, he noticed that she was trembling.
He led her to the bed and sat her down, brought her a flute of champagne and sat beside her. “Princess, you are so beautiful.” He tapped his flute to hers.
“To making love and me a woman,” she said as she leaned in to renew the kiss of the morning.
He put his flute on the bed stand, took hers and did the same.
His hand slipped between her dark hair and her ear, pulling her close. He leaned back and they both lay on the bed.
She loved kissing him. She felt the butterflies through her body. The terrycloth caressed her sensitive nipples and breasts, her labia filled with blood, her inner lips began to emerge, and her clit grew more and more sensitive. All from a kiss!
She surrendered. Michael felt it. She lay floating in a lake of unknown sensuality, her eyes closed.
Michael broke the kiss. Her eyes fluttered open, urgency plainly written on her face. “Don’t stop!’
He pulled her up, undid the sash on her robe and sensually pushed it off her shoulders, using it like a towel as he slid it down her arms and over her ass. The friction caused by the terrycloth sent electric feeling through her body. Michael dropped his robe. He picked her up and lay her on the bed. He lay beside her. The room was cool, so he pulled the blankets over her and slowly pulled her to him.
He slipped one his left arm under her neck while his right dropped to the small of her back. He kissed her again, while beginning to explore her body with his free hand.
She felt cherished and loved. The feel of his hard, warm body against hers sent a thrill coursing through her body. She molded to him, her nipples distended with lust, her pussy lubricating in anticipation.
His fingertips gently caressed her smooth back. She moaned into his mouth. His fingers circled the area around her coccyx at the top of her ass cleft. She shivered.
He caressed the back and sides of her neck. She pressed her pussy against him. She felt very wet, but it was far too soon.
He pushed her on her back and began a journey of exploration with his lips and tongue. He dropped his right hand to her pussy, using his left to caress one breast while his mouth and tongue pleasured the other. His right hand gently told her legs to part. As they did, he began to run his hand from her knee to inches before it touched her labia.
Eventually he lifted her leg and found himself staring at her engorged labia and wet inner lips, now fully exposed.
He knew she was close, so he licked the inner lips apart, nearing her clit, but not actually touching it. His thumbs parted the lips to expose her inner beauty and tunnel. He licked the inner lips. She began thrashing. He locked his mouth on her clit, sucking hard and whipping the little eraser with his tongue.
She exploded, thrashing while holding his head against her pussy, screaming unintelligibly at the top of her lungs. He kept sucking and torturing her clit. She kept exploding, until spent, she flopped back on the bed, releasing his head.
He wiped his face on the sheet and slid beside her, caressing her face. He reached behind and retrieved a flute of champagne, sipping it as she recovered. She turned to him, tears in her eyes.
“Why did I wait?” she cried in smiling frustration.
He handed her his glass and got the other.
She giggled. “I was going to surprise you, but I think I should tell you so you don’t think you hurt me. When I had my operation, I had them make me a virgin again…I have a cherry for you to break, darling.”
“You’re sure?”
“Are you kidding?” She reached down and grabbed his cock, squeezing it hard, “I need you, Michael, more than I ever dreamed I could need any man.”
Michael was determinedly gentle and patient entering her.
She lay on her back, her legs spread in open invitation. He lay between her legs. She guided him into her steamy sheath.
He moved slowly, wanting her to remember every moment of this night. He came against her artificial hymen. Looking into her eyes, he thrust through it. She winced. He waited 
 then moved forward in tiny increments, allowing her to adjust.
When he was fully inside her fiery tunnel, he flipped them, putting her on top. Lynne had told her about dancing on Michael’s cock. She experimented, swaying her hips.
Michael hit the button in the headboard. Her favorite music played softly. Soon she was improvising her own sensual rhythm, feeling Michael’s cock gyrate inside her, stretching her tunnel, caressing her sensitive tissues.
Michael felt her tunnel began to flutter, her climax approaching. Michael’s hands dropped from her sensitive breasts to her belly. As Nita screamed something in Spanish, Michael’s thumbs rubbed her clit in opposite directions. She froze momentarily. She screamed her pleasure into the night. Her orgasm triggered Michael’s. His cum shot against her cervix, his shaft pulsing against her tight tunnel. She kept cumming as long as Michael’s cock jerked inside her.
She looked down at him in wonder and collapsed on his chest.
He pulled the blankets over her back. She mewed her pleasure. Her head lay on his chest. She listened to his strong, steady heartbeat and rhythmic breathing. Unconsciously, her breathing copied his.
This was her moment, the moment she became whole. She would forever bear the scars of the past, but she was a woman whole.
Hours later, she pushed him back and pleasured him with her mouth. Through all the abuse, she had learned well how to give that pleasure.
When they woke, it was late morning. They showered and entered the main living room. All four women had on headphones.
Maria, seeing them up, tore off her earphones and hugged her little sister. “You’re a screamer!” she blurted out, giggling. They both were.
The girls surrounded Nita, anxious to see if she wanted to join them in their committed relationship with Michael.
In Brisbane, the McDales had a very different morning. Jennifer led John through a series of carefully choreographed medical appointments. He was prodded, poked, stuck and stretched, vials of his every biological fluid taken. They did a colonoscopy.
Though Jennifer had examined him, the exams were repeated, the results recorded in the hospital database. In the event they had to be sent to other doctors, they wanted nothing traced back to the compound.
By noon, Jennifer’s diagnosis was confirmed. He had advanced prostate cancer, a failing liver, shockingly high cholesterol and a heart arrhythmia.
They lymph node samples showed the cancer had spread throughout his body. His chest x-ray showed suspicious dark masses. They would require a biopsy to confirm, but the doctors were certain it was cancer.
The senior diagnostician sat with Jennifer, John and Misha.
“John, the news isn’t good. You have prostate cancer. It’s spread throughout your body. You have lesions on your lungs that may also be cancerous. You also have advanced colon cancer.”
The doctor was privately surprised that John was still alive.
“Unfortunately, your heart is weak. We estimate that your heart is at less than 15% efficiency. You die when it gets below 10%. Many of your arteries appear to be almost completely blocked.”
“Finally, your liver is failing. It’s starting to shut down. The tests Jennifer ran compared to today indicate your liver will fail within days, perhaps a week. Even if we could find a liver, the transplant surgery would kill you. And that doesn’t even begin to attack the cancers.”
“In my opinion, John, you need to get your affairs in order. You have a few days, two weeks at most.”
“Is there anything they could do for him in the States?” Misha said having spoken with Jennifer as her husband was shuttled between exam rooms.
The doctor handed her a copy of an e-mail. “Your husband’s test results were sent to Bethesda. They concur with my diagnosis. If he gets on an airplane for the States, they’ll take his body off in LA.”
They rode back to the compound in silence. John slept some of the way, but Misha stared out the window numb with shock. While she had never been passionately in love with John, they had three children and a stable, if mediocre, life together.
Now she had only her son and daughters. Her son was a rapist. And her youngest daughter despised her son.
Half a world away, their son lay dieing, his penis being slowly eaten, his hands tied around a large tree. His naked legs were splayed open, ankles tied to stakes, exposing his mutilated cock. The wild boar ate this new delight.
He couldn’t scream. His mouth had been duct taped, the girl’s bloody panties stuffed in his mouth.
“Think they’ll find him?”
“Not for a long time. We’re pretty far from the hunting camps.”
“Better not or that politician asshole will get on our ass.”
“I’ll check him in a few days, but that hog sure looked hungry!”
They tried for two days to reach Robert, to no avail. A 16-year old girl had been attacked in a small town near Robert’s university that was deep in the hills of a southern state, but the family would not press charges or allow her to be examined for forensic evidence, so it was all speculation.
In this part of the country, law and justice were not for sale. Not if a girl had been attacked.
The morning after John’s medical tests, Kat, Misha and Rachael sat at the kitchen table. They had been crying.
Michael stuck his head in the door, “Need company?”
Kat smiled, “Please.”
“Have you reached Robert?” Misha asked, seeing Michael’s jaw set, his eyes frightening. Robert had raped Beth.
“Not yet. Tim’s got someone going down there, but no news yet.”
He looked into their grief stricken faces.
“Girls,” he said a little sharply, “Stop. John’s about to cross over. What about making that trip one filled with laughter and joy?”
Misha recoiled, still caught up in her own pain.
“What does he like? What can we do to make this easier on him? It’s going to happen. How do we make him happy during the time he is still on this side?” Michael said, seeing the women beginning to readjust.
“He likes to drink Scotch,” Misha said bitterly.
“OK, what kind? I mean, he can’t do more damage can he?”
The girls began to readjust. They started to think about him.
“Where’s Kat’s sister?”
“On her way. I called Tim and he’s arranging it.” Rachael said firmly.
“What else does he love? Food? Pictures? Come on. You have a few days left to show your love. Make it about his happiness.” Michael said firmly as he left.
Hours later, he and John sipped a fine scotch, watching the seemingly eternal sea.
“Thank you for helping Kat and Robert. Kat is happier than I have ever seen her. I wish I could have seen my first grandchild.”
“Kat is extraordinary, but then, you know that. She’s brought so much life into our little group. You did good there, John.”
“Little group! How do you do it? Ten women. Incredible.”
Michael chuckled. “The share me well. Actually they love and play with each other a lot. Because of what they’ve been through, it’s hard for them to trust men. They trust me. I’d die for any one of them. Soon Michaela will have brothers and sisters. I hope it will be enough for them.”
“What do you think of Misha becoming number 11?”
The question stunned Michael. “John you’re talking about your wife!”
“If I may be so bold, she’s my widow. She’s an attractive, more than attractive woman. She’s a year younger than Rachael. There’s nothing for her in the States. Robert is a little shit. Kat’s sister is spoiled beyond repair. I’ve never seen Misha as comfortable as she is here. Kat will never leave you or your harem. There’s nothing for Misha in Washington when I pass.”
Michael looked into the dieing man’s eyes. They pled for his wife.
Michael took a deep breath. “If she wants to stay, you know she can. As for the harem, that’s a bit more complex. We have a rule when it comes to joining. Everyone has to agree.”
“That’s why we’re out here. They already have. Now it’s up to you.”
“How does Misha feel?”
“She hasn’t had a man for almost two years. She wants this more than life. She is with Rafaela and Rachael right now, waiting to hear. Will you grant a dieing man’s wish? Please take her into your heart. Please take care of the love of my life.”
John held out his hand and Michael took it.
Michael helped John stand. Michael had seen eyes like his before.
Two days later, John crossed over.

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Dairy of Billy Bob Chapter 2 (Marriage)

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 2 (Marriage)
When I first came to live with Uncle Abraham and Hagar, Leah was a real pest, but after several years she started tagging along when I went to Friday night Bible class every week. That was while she was in fifth grade, so I didn’t pay much attention to her. As long as she didn’t bother me, I let her tag. Things changed after she caught me with her ma in the garage. She wanted to talk as we walked over to the church and on the way home, the only times that we were alone together. At first it was just about me: what had it been like to lose my folks; did I like playing football at school; was I good in arithmetic (actually I was studying geometry). Then she started asking about the girls that I knew; did I like any one in particular; had I had sex with any of them like I had with her ma? WOW! Now I was freaked. I told her that she could never tell about that and that I wouldn’t ever discuss it with her.
She wouldn’t let go of it so I did finally tell her about Uncle Abraham’s talk about how our Scottish ancestors changed a 15 year-old boy into a man. She must have thought about that for several weeks and actually went to the library to see if she could find more information. The only thing she could find, she told me the next week, was that people in Scotland used to live so far apart that young people rarely saw anyone who wasn’t a relative. It was therefore common for cousins to “have intimate relations and to marry when the first child was on the way.” She said that she would like to do that with me. I cut her off on that thought because she was like a sister to me.
Soon thereafter, she started coming into my room at night to talk, and sometimes had a very revealing nightgown on. Once when I couldn’t help but notice her body, I got a hard-on and she could see the tent in my PJs. She smiled and put her hand around it and felt it get much harder. She said that her ma had told her to not leave a man like that because he would hurt, so she pulled my prick out and masturbated me until I shot a wad over her hand. She licked it off and said that she liked doing that for me. I’ll have to admit that I liked it too, but knew that it was wrong. I wouldn’t let her do it again for some months, but did enjoy chatting with her in my bed late at night.
It turned out, when I got to know her better, that she was a fairly smart girl and that we had a lot of common interests. After several months she again asked to help relieve my erection, asking so nicely that I couldn’t say no. This time she wanted me to just put my hand on her pubic area so she could feel good too. This didn’t seem, at the time, to be so terribly wrong so I did it and found that increased my excitement too. I liked to just use my middle finger to tease her clit, then move it down to her weeping hole and let my thumb press and rub on her clit. I only put my finger in a little past my first knuckle so I didn’t break her hymen and then wiggled and rotated it, slowly to start then speeded up as she got hot. Before long we were fondling each other two or three nights a week, with both of us reaching climaxes. Leah didn’t have any boobs yet nor any hair around her pussy, so she was just a little 11 year-old girl not yet a woman and I felt it was OK to be nice to her since sex was not involved.
Needless to say, we became very close over time and sex did become involved. Leah would come into my room and immediately throw off her nightgown. I had gotten used to not even putting on my PJs to go to bed. We would lie face to face while talking and, unless we were talking about something really serious, our hands would be deliciously exploring each other’s bodies. As time went on our mouths and tongues became involved too. Leah particularly liked for me to put my tongue as far into her vagina as it could go and then to make the tip of it move up and down. She would leak her maiden’s juice into my mouth when she reached her climax and I slurped it up. My favorite was to have her just put her mouth around the head and then rotate her tongue around it. Leah always would keep her lips tight around my cock when I erupted, slosh it around in her mouth for a while, sometimes share some of it with me, and then finally guzzle it down. It was fun.
When I turned 16 I quit school and started working full time at the local gas station. Almost a year later was when we decided to get married. By that time we found that we were badly tempted to go “all the way,” even though we had decided that we were going to wait until after we were married. Anyway, when Leah turned thirteen we ran off to Atlanta and got hitched. Leah’s folks were real unhappy with us at the time, but accepted it as the right thing to do, just a lot earlier than they had hoped for. They even let us move in to Leah’s room until I could save up enough to rent somewhere else.
People who read those trashy magazines just don’t understand what real love is, so I’m going to try to tell what it meant to us. While we lived at Leah’s home, we made love almost every night. The hardest part of that was keeping quiet so her folks wouldn’t hear us. Leah would usually get so worked up that she’d be telling me to “do it harder” or to go “faster, faster” and her voice would get louder and louder as she approached her climax. Now I don’t mean to brag, but I’m hung pretty good, almost 6” when I’m really hard, and Leah does reach a climax almost every time we make love. In fact, I often have to slow down so that she doesn’t come way before I’m ready.
During those early months, we were still just doing it in the missionary position, so it was hard to adjust our lovemaking so that we were both satisfied at about the same time. We were so in love that we often went to sleep still connected, and then some time later in the night I’d wake up with a full erection, still in Leah, and she would be making her vagina pulse, alternately squeezing me and relaxing and then moving her hips back and forth just a little to gently slide back and forth on my prick. She said that sometimes she could get off without me even waking up.
The following spring we were able to rent a house out in the country. It was only one room and the water and facilities were out back, but it was like heaven to us. I picked up the Sunday newspapers from some of our friends at church, and we used the colored sections and flour and water paste to paper the inside. It looked real homey and cheerful when we were through. At last we could be alone and do what we wanted when we wanted. Unfortunately, that situation only lasted a few months.

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Lake Tannin 2

Two days after Ashley left Alan’s phone rang and when he answered it he found it was the realtor that had handled his land purchase.
“What can I do for you Ralph?”
“Alan I have someone here that is looking for a place to rent or lease. From what I have been told of the persons requests yours is the only property that seems to fit the bill around here. I know you have the two cabins that are empty and I was wondering if you might be interested in renting one of them out.”
“Gosh I don’t know Ralph. I haven’t thought about it. I guess it does make sense to do something like that instead of just letting them sit there vacant.”
“That’s kind of what I was thinking Alan. It might be a good deal for both of you.”
“I’ll tell you what, why don’t you send them out and let me talk to them. Maybe we can work out some kind of deal.”
“Good, I’ll send them out. They should be there sometime this afternoon.”
“Thanks Ralph, I’ll be looking for them.”
It was about two o’clock when a van pulled up at his front door. Alan went outside to greet them. A young woman got out of the driver’s side and a younger teenager got out from the passenger side.
Alan reached out his hand and introduced himself.
“Hi, I’m Alan Denning; you must be the ones Ralph called me about.”
“Yes, I’m Sandra Powers and this is my sister Jennifer. Thank you for letting us come out to talk with you.”
“You are welcome. Please come out to my patio and we can talk there.”
Alan noted that Sandra was an attractive woman. She was about 5’8” and was wearing jeans and a snug fitting pullover. It showed off her C cup breasts to good advantage. She had light brown hair down to her shoulders and was slim and graceful as she moved. She wasn’t a raving beauty but she was defiantly pleasant to look at.
Her teenage sister was about 5”4” and had B cup breasts that seemed like they wanted to escape from her tee shirt. She also wore jeans that showed off her tight round bottom. She was also a brunette with hair down to the middle of her back. She would be much sought after by the boys at her school. Her green eyes sparkled and she had a mischievous smile on her face.
Alan led them to the patio and offered drinks to his guests. He brought out a pitcher of iced tea and glasses.
“Well, tell me about your situation Ms. Powers.”
“Well, about a year ago our mother died of cancer. Last month, our father had a heart attack and passed away also. That left me to care for my sister Jennifer. She is sixteen and I am twenty three. I am an artist and I have been looking for a suitable place to work and also a good place to take care of Jenny. Ralph said you might have a place that you might be willing to rent.”
“I do have two cabins that are empty right now. Well, I call them cabins but they are both really two bedroom homes. They have two baths, a kitchen with a dining area and a fairly large living area. This place was originally meant to be a summer resort area until the developer went broke. I bought it and now it is my home. I own the lake and fifty acres around it. It is fairly secluded and I don’t have any close neighbors. Does that fit your needs?”
“Actually, it sounds perfect. The lake and the scenery are perfect. As I said, I’m an artist and I prefer to have my privacy. I’m not one of the starving kinds of artist so you don’t need to worry about being paid. We got a substantial inheritance when daddy died and we sold the house they lived in so we have plenty of money.”
“Would you like to see the cabins?”
“Yes, that would be nice.”
“We can walk from here. There is a foot path around the lake and it isn’t far.”
They followed the path to the first of the cabins and Alan unlocked the door and let them in.
“It hasn’t been used for a while so it needs to be aired out but you can look around. Let me know if you have any questions.”
Jennifer asked, “Would we be allowed to use the lake? I mean is it all right for swimming?”
“Yes, you would have complete access to the lake and the surrounding area. It’s great for swimming and fishing too if you want. I have a few row boats and canoes down at the boat house that you could use if you want.”
The two sisters looked around for a while and Susan asked, “Is the other cabin the same as this one?”
“Yes, they are the same. The other is just a bit farther down the path. If you notice, we came in the back door. Out the front are a driveway and a parking area so you can drive right up to the door. You can have your choice of which ever cabin you want.”
They left and returned to Alan’s house. This time he followed behind so he could admire the sway of the denim covered bottoms that made his mouth water and his dick rise. When they returned to the patio Susan and Jennifer had decided that they wanted to rent the cabin they had been shown. After a short discussion they agreed on terms and Alan told them they could move in any time they wished. He promised to air out the cabin and get the water and electricity turned on by the next day. With that, the two sisters left.
Two days later Alan heard their van and a moving van drive to the cabin and they began to move their possessions in. Alan fixed a picnic lunch for them and carried it to the cabin. He welcomed Susan and Jennifer and gave them the basket of food and drinks.
“I knew you wouldn’t be able to do much in the way of food today with all of the confusion so I brought your lunch and I would like to invite the two of you to join me for dinner this evening. I won’t take no for an answer. I will expect you this evening. Dinner will be ready at seven but you may come any time before that.”
“Thank you, Mr. Denning. That is very nice of you. We would be happy to accept. We will see you this evening.”
Later that afternoon he heard the moving van leave. At about 6:30 the girls walked up the path and Alan was sitting on the patio with a glass of tea.
“Good evening ladies, I’m glad you could come.”
“Thank you for inviting us. We will have to return the favor when we get better organized.”
Susan was wearing a summer dress with yellow flowers that buttoned up the front. The top button was opened enough to show some cleavage and it was short enough to show her shapely legs.
Jennifer had a pink blouse and a very short skirt on. When she walked he could see her breasts bounce and he wondered if she was not wearing a bra. Her legs were tanned and shapely.
Alan had to remind himself to keep his mind on something other than their bodies in fear of exposing a raging erection to his guests.
Susan remarked on what a perfect setting the lake property was. She was sure that she would have no trouble being inspired in her art work. Jennifer was excited about the lake and she seemed especially happy about the almost total privacy of their new home.
After chatting for a while Alan invited them inside where dinner was ready. He was putting on the finishing touches and Susan offered to help. He had her toss the salad while he got everything else on the table.
Jennifer took advantage of the time to look around the house a bit. She was impressed that he had so much room and how beautiful the house was.
They enjoyed dinner and then retired to the great room where Alan and Susan had coffee and Jennifer had a glass of tea. They talked about some things they had in common. They both had lost their parents and had gone through the grieving process. Susan and Jennifer were on the sofa and Alan was facing them in an overstuffed chair. Susan had crossed her legs and her dress rode up enough to be distracting but the real show was Jennifer. She sat with her legs apart and her already short skirt had slid up her thighs enough that Alan could see her pink panties that were tight enough to show a camel toe. He tried to look everywhere else but his eyes kept returning to her pussy. At one point he even lost track of the conversation and had to ask Susan to repeat her question. He was embarrassed and when he looked up at Jennifer she smiled and wiggled her butt on the sofa. Alan thought he saw a wet spot darken the crotch of her panties. Susan decided it was getting late and they had had a busy day. They prepared to leave when Jennifer stretched her arms and yawned. Her breasts thrust against her top and Alan could see the outline of her puffy nipples. Now he knew for certain that she was not wearing a bra. Jennifer was looking straight at his face when she stretched and when his eyes caught hers she winked at him.
Alan tried his best to hide the fact that his cock was bulging the front of his pants but he was sure that Jennifer and probably Susan also noticed. They said good night and left down the path to their new home and Alan watched as they walked away. He saw their heads come together as they spoke to each other and looked back at him before continuing on their way.
It was a restless night for Alan. His mind kept returning to the sights of the sexy females and wondered if he would get the chance to bed one or both of them.
A few days later there was a knock at his door. Jennifer was standing there in a very small bikini.
“Hi Jennifer, how are you today?”
“I’m good Mr. Denning. You can call me Jenny, everybody does.”
“Okay Jenny, you can call me Alan. What can I do for you today?”
“You said you had some row boats in the boat house. Could you show me how to get to them? I wanted to row around the lake if you don’t mind.”
“I would be happy to help you. Come with me.”
“Thanks, I would be happy to come with you.”
Alan paused for a second when he thought about how she had said that. Then he continued down to the boat house. He showed Jenny how to launch the boat and where the oars were kept. He said, “When you are finished you can just tie the boat up to the dock. I might go out to do some fishing this evening.”
Jenny said thanks and climbed into the boat. Alan watched as she rowed out into the lake. The bikini she wore barely covered her important parts and he had a tent in his shorts that she could not have missed. As she rowed away she was looking directly at him and he saw her laugh as she moved her knees apart. Alan beat a hasty retreat back to the house.
That evening Alan picked up his fishing gear and walked down to the boat. He rowed out into the lake and toward a spot where a tree had fallen into the water during a storm. It was a place where he had caught crappies before. This spot was in site of the cabin where the girls lived and he noticed that one of them had spread a blanket on the lawn so they could sunbathe. Susan was lying on her stomach with her face turned away. Jenny walked out and saw that Alan was close. Before she lay down, she reached behind her and untied and removed her top. She dropped it to the blanket, turned to look at Alan and then lay down on her back.
Alan watched as she bared her teenage breasts to him. There was no longer any doubt that she was doing it to put on a show for him.
Several days later Alan decided to walk down to see his new neighbors. A friend had brought him a box of apples from his tree and Alan thought he would share. He knocked on the door and Jenny answered it. When the door opened he saw that Jenny was naked. She invited him in and called out to Susan that they had company. Jenny walked over and perched on a stool in the middle of the room.
Susan came out from the back and said, “Hi Alan, come on in. Jenny, maybe you should put your robe on and we will finish later. I hope we didn’t embarrass you Alan. I am using Jenny as a model for my next picture. She has such great features and the flow from her legs up over her hips to her breast line is so classic that she makes the perfect subject.”
Alan was unable to speak for a second but he managed to reply, “She is a beautiful girl. There is no doubt about that. I’m afraid she caught me a bit off guard. I just wanted to bring you some apples that were given to me. I have more than I can use so I thought you might like some.”
While they talked, Jenny slowly walked across the room and with her back to Alan, bent at the waist to pick up her robe. She had her legs at shoulder width and he had a perfect view of her bald pussy. She was standing behind Susan so her sister was not aware of the show. Jenny turned to face Alan and slowly began to put the robe on. The whole time she was looking directly into Alan’s eyes. Before she closed the robe she brought one hand down and cupped her pussy and dipped one finger through the slit and placed it in her mouth. She then closed and tied the robe and looking over her shoulder, left the room.
Alan was trying to concentrate on what Susan was saying. He asked if he might see some of her work. She was happy to show it to him. She pulled out several sheets with drawings on them. Some were in color and some in black and white. He noticed that several were studies of Jenny and usually naked. He was surprised when Susan told him that Jenny hated to wear clothes and would stay naked all the time if she could.” Mom put her on the pill when she was twelve because she was afraid Jenny would be naked somewhere and wind up pregnant.”
“I’m sure she has given it up to some guy already but she says she hasn’t had a real boyfriend yet. Sometimes I worry about her but for the most part, she is very smart and able to take care of herself.”
Alan paid his compliments to Susan’s work and left to return home. It was late the next night that Alan was watching a movie and heard a tapping on his back door. He looked to see Jenny standing outside. When he opened the door she stepped passed him without a word and walked into the great room where the TV was playing.
“What are you watching?”
She was in a dress that had thin straps over the shoulders and came just to mid thigh.
“Just a movie, what are you doing out at this hour?”
“Susan went to bed early and I was bored so I thought you might want some company.”
Jenny flopped down on the sofa with one leg tucked under her. “You don’t mind do you?”
“No, I guess not. Do you want something to drink?”
“Thanks, do you have any sodas?”
“They are in the refrigerator. Help yourself.”
Jenny jumped up and went to the kitchen and returned with a can of root beer. Alan was sitting in his easy chair and Jenny sat across from him on the sofa. They watched TV for a while and Jenny turned to lie against the arm of the sofa. She propped one leg up against the back of the sofa letting her dress fall down to her waist. She was not wearing any panties and she looked at Alan to see how he would react.
Alan looked at her exposed pussy and his cock tented his shorts.
“Do you like what you see Alan?”
“Yes, you have a very nice pussy.”
“Would you like to touch it? You can touch it if you want.”
Jenny brought her hand down and stroked her pussy. She stretched her left leg over the back of the sofa and dropped her right to the floor.
“Alan, I’m not a virgin and I would really like it if you would come over here and fuck me. My pussy is already wet and I can see that your cock is big and hard. I want you to put it into my pussy and cum in me. Then I want to suck you until you cum in my mouth and I will drink your cum.”
Alan stood and walked to the sofa. He dropped his shorts and his boxers and removed his shirt. He then bent down and placed his mouth over her pussy inserting his tongue between her juicy lips and sucking her pussy while driving his tongue into her cunt.
“Oh yes, eat my hot pussy. Lick my clit and make me cum. Suck my twat.”
Alan attacked her cunt with abandon. His lips and tongue worked her pussy and he drove his fingers into her cunt finding her g spot and giving her an orgasm. Her hips bounced and twisted under his mouth and he held her down as he sucked her clit. He worked a finger into her ass and two others into her cunt as his lips and tongue battered and sucked her clit as wave after wave of orgasm wracked her teenage body.
She finally pushed his head away and begged for mercy.
“Please stop. Please, just come up here and fuck me.”
Alan rose to his knees and pulled Jenny upright and striped the dress from her body. He then picked her up and carried her to his bed. He dropped her on the bed and sat her up on the side. He placed his throbbing cock in front of her face and placed his hand softly on the top of her head. She stuck her tongue out and bathed his cock. She licked the precum from the tip and swirled her tongue around the head. Her tongue licked the length of his hard shaft coating it with her saliva before taking it into her mouth. Jenny worked back and forth taking him deeper with each stroke until she began to choke. She still had about two inches left when his rod hit the back of her throat. She bobbed and sucked him as she caressed his balls with her hand.
“Do you want me to cum in your mouth?”
“Not this time. I want you to fuck my pussy and cum in my cunt please.”
Alan laid her back and she spread her legs bending her knees up to her chest. Alan placed the head of his steel hard cock at the opening to her love canal and began to insert his rod into the tight warm wet cavity. He pushed slowly as she groaned and his shaft went in a few inches.
“Oh my god, you are so big. Go slow please.”
He pumped back and forth moving in a little at a time as she slowly adjusted to his girth. It took several minutes before she had all of him in her. He waited until he felt her move under him and he began to pump slowly at first. She began to move with him matching his strokes.
“Faster now
 Deeper
 Harder
 Fuck meee
.”
Alan began to plunge in longer strokes. He pulled out until just the head was in her and then he pushed until he could feel her cervix on the head of his cock. He fucked her long and hard and she responded with orgasms that seemed to melt from one to the other. Finally Alan felt the swelling in his balls that heralded his own orgasm. He began to shoot streams of cum into Jenny’s cunt. His cock throbbed and pulsed as load after load filled Jenny and their combined juices flooded his bed. When he finally recovered he rolled to the side and Jenny rolled with him. She clung to him as if she was afraid he would leave. His now flaccid cock slid out of her pussy and a stream of his cum followed.
Jenny wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her face into his neck.
“I didn’t know fucking could be like that. How do you do that? I thought I had been fucked before but it was never this good. I want to do this every day.”
“That was fun but it’s not going to happen every day sweetheart. You may be of legal age but you are still too young for me.”
“Well, maybe not every day but I promise I will get you to fuck me again.”
“We’ll see, but right now we need to get a shower and you need to get back home.”
They got out of bed and she followed him into the shower. They lathered and rinsed each other and Jenny made sure she paid enough attention to Alan’s cock that it raised to the occasion once again and Jenny dropped to her knees to take him into her mouth again. This time she was determined to get his cum into her mouth and she worked him as deep into her mouth as she could until she began to choke.
“Baby, take it slow and when it gets to your throat, swallow. I will help you get the rest into your throat.”
Jenny once again went as deep as she could and when he said to swallow, he pressed his hand to the back of her head and pushed his cock into her throat until her nose was flat against his abdomen. As soon as she had it all the way in, he released her allowing her to remove his cock. She smiled up at him, proud that she had been able to take all of him. He encouraged her to do it again and she once again pushed her face onto him. After several more tries she was finally able to swallow the entire length of his huge cock without any assistance. By now he was close to his orgasm and he told her to take it all and hold it in her throat as he pumped his cum directly to her stomach. His cock finally softened and she licked the cum that had escaped her mouth and swallowed it down.
“Was that okay? Did I do it right?”
“Honey, that was as good a blow job as I have ever had. Now you need to get back home before your sister misses you.”
Jenny and Alan dried each other and Jenny found her dress and left to return home.
The next afternoon Susan came up to the house and invited Alan to dinner that evening. Alan accepted and he arrived with a bottle of wine.
When Jenny answered the door Alan said, “I’m happy to see that this time you aren’t naked.”
Jenny laughed and said, “I wanted to be naked for you but Susan wouldn’t let me.”
They enjoyed dinner and Susan and Alan managed to finish the bottle of wine. When Alan decided to leave, Susan followed him out the door and asked if he minded if she walked back with him to talk. Alan was happy to have the company and they walked slowly toward his home.
“I know what Jenny did last night.”
“Did she tell you?”
“I was awake when she came home and she isn’t very good at keeping secrets. It took me all of two minutes to get the story out of her.”
“Are you angry?”
“No on the contrary, I think I’m a little jealous. She told me what a good lover you are and how many times you made her cum. I don’t know if she was exaggerating but if it was only half that many it would make you better than any man I have ever been with.”
“Well, she is only sixteen and is easily impressed.”
“My experience has been the man cums once or maybe twice and may or may not get me to cum. Only a few have ever gone down on me and that was only for a few minutes and only one of them got me off.”
“Well, in that case I’m glad that I’m in the minority.”
“Would you consider having sex with me?”
“I would be honored to take you to my bed. You are a very attractive and desirable woman.”
Susan wrapped her hand around his arm and pulled herself close to him. They continued to his house and he ushered her inside.
“Would you like another glass of wine?”
“Thank you, I would like that,” she replied as she took a seat on the sofa.
He brought them each a glass of wine and he joined her on the sofa.
As Susan sipped at her wine, Alan put his glass on the coffee table and lifted one arm to the back of the sofa as he turned toward Susan. With his fingers her brushed her hair back and leaned in to kiss her on the neck beneath her ear. It sent shivers down her spine and she began to blush. He continued to kiss down her neck and she laid her head back to allow him access. As his lips busied themselves at her neck, his other hand slowly began to unbutton her blouse. She didn’t realize what he had done until his lips reached her collar bone and proceeded down her chest to the top of her breast just above her bra. He lifted his head and brought his lips to hers in a soft and tender kiss. She managed to set her glass down without spilling the wine and brought her hand to the side of his face. She returned his kisses and let his tongue meet hers as she opened her lips to him. Alan traced his hand from the base of her throat following across to her shoulder and down her arm bringing her top with it. She leaned forward to allow him to remove her top and she wrapped her arms around his chest and ran her hands up and down his back.
Alan released the catch at the back of her bra and she let it slide off and to the floor. Susan began to unbutton his shirt and she kissed his chest as she removed the shirt. She pressed her breasts into his chest as her nipples hardened. Alan brought his hand up under her right breast cradling it as he kissed around the swell of her mound. He captured the nipple in his lips and flicked his tongue around it. He applied suction to the nipple causing it to swell in his mouth as his hand massaged the other breast. After a few minutes he switched breasts and repeated the treatment. By this time he had Susan moaning and shivering with her aroused passion. No one had ever spent so much time on her breasts and she was being overcome with the feeling that this was someone who knew how to play a woman’s body like an instrument. When he had lightly tugged and nipped at her nipples he returned to her lips to again kiss her deeply.
“Did that feel good,” he asked?
Susan replied, “After that you can have anything you want. I have never been this turned on. If you don’t fuck me soon I think I might have to rape you.”
“You can’t rape the willing. Besides, I haven’t even started.”
Alan slipped his hand down to release the button and zipper holding up her skirt. He stood her up in front of him and her skirt fell to the floor. He leaned to her and began to kiss her belly and dip his tongue into her navel. His hands cradled her butt cheeks and he pressed his mouth to the mound concealed beneath the lacy thong she wore. He breathed his moist warm breath into her and let his fingers gently and slowly lower the thong until his lips rested at the top of her mound. As the thong hit the floor Alan brought his hands up the back of her thighs and grasping her buttocks he pulled her to his mouth. He kissed across her lower abdomen to the hollow where her thigh met her groin. He licked and sucked at that tender place before moving to the same place on the other side.
Susan’s knees began to get weak and as she pressed his face against her she almost collapsed. He lowered her to the sofa and spread her legs to give his tongue access to her sweet wet pussy. He licked from the bottom of her slit up one side of her lips and down the other side. After making this journey several times he brought his tongue up the middle of her slit collecting her girl juice on his tongue and drinking it up like the finest wine. He drove his tongue as deep into her cunt as he could go and tongue fucked her as his fingers massaged her clit.
Susan was going crazy with his attentions and her hips pumped up as her hands pushed his face against her pussy. Alan swapped his tongue for his fingers as he drove them deep into her cunt and he moved his mouth to her clit where he licked and sucked her clit until she came, flooding his face with her cum as she lost control of her body. She spasmed and heaved her body around crying out wordlessly until her body finally collapsed and she pushed him away, unable to take any more.
Alan crawled up her body and kissed her face and her lips. She could taste herself on his lips and she licked his face clean. She wrapped her arms around him and squeezed him tightly against her. They lay like that for several minutes before he pulled her to her feet and ushered her to his bed.
They lay together face to face and shared soft kisses and let their hands explore each other’s body. As the kisses became more demanding Alan rolled Susan to her back and he moved between her legs. As they looked into each other’s eyes he began to slide his steel hard cock between her lips and he rubbed it up and down her slit until, not being able to stand it any longer, she reached down and aimed it at her hole and thrust herself onto it. He pressed the full length into her in one slow push. He pumped his meat into the depths of her cunt with all of the energy and passion he could muster and she met him stroke for stroke. Susan’s orgasms continued to overpower her body as Alan ravished her cunt with his raging thick cock. As soon as one orgasm passed she launched into another. She cried out and laughed and cried tears and kissed Alan’s lips until he at last was overcome with the rippling of her cunt walls plunging him into his own orgasm. He pumped spurt after spurt of thick white cum into her until she could hold no more and it ran out onto the bed. As he became soft again his cock fell out of her pussy releasing a river of their mixed cum onto the bed. Together they rolled to the side to a dry place and he held her as she recovered. After resting for a while he pulled her from the bed and they walked to the shower where they washed each other and exchanged hugs and kisses. Alan asked Susan if she would stay the night with him and she readily agreed. When they had finished and dried each other they returned to the bedroom. Alan stripped the bed and Susan helped remake it. They crawled back into the bed and Susan rested her head on Alan’s chest as she let her hands wander across his stomach and sides. She kissed his chest and licked his nipples. He chuckled as she blew raspberries on his chest and she tried to tickle him. They played for a while before she slipped her hand down to hold his cock. As she stroked it he became hard and precum coated her hand. She licked the lubricant from her hand and lowered her head to take him into her mouth. Susan proceeded to give Alan a blow job taking his full length into her throat. She bobbed her head up and down with her hands on his hips pulling him to her as she sucked out his seed. She lifted his cock and took his balls into her mouth and sucked and licked at them with the flat of her tongue. She then again plunged her mouth back onto his throbbing cock. As Susan felt his cock begin to swell with his orgasm she sucked faster and began to swallow as soon as he began to spurt streams of his thick white slimy cum into her mouth and she swallowed every drop. She continued to suck and lick on his cock until it was once again flaccid. As it dropped out of her mouth she moved up and kissed Alan and snuggled against his shoulder with one leg thrown across his leg and her arm across his chest.
They slept that way all night. As the first morning light came through the window Alan woke up feeling a wet warm mouth sucking his cock to erection. As she realized he was waking up she smiled up at him and said, “Good morning.”
He pulled her up into his arms and rolled her to her back. Alan slipped two fingers into her cunt finding her g spot and in only a few minutes he had her wet and ready for him. He mounted her and thrust his throbbing cock into her and for the next twenty minutes they rolled and thrust at each other first with him on top and then with her mounted on his stiff shaft. They fucked and played until they came together in a mutual orgasm draining them into submission. After a brief rest they again moved to the shower and after drying they went to the kitchen to eat breakfast and get some much needed coffee. Still naked they enjoyed breakfast and Susan happened to look out the window. She saw Jenny walking up the path toward the house so Alan went to his room to get dressed and Susan scrambled to find and put on her clothes. She let Jenny in and offered her breakfast as Alan returned to the kitchen.
“What did I tell you sis? He’s really good in bed isn’t he? I can’t wait to let him fuck me again.”
“Down girl, just because he bedded you and me once doesn’t mean that it will happen again. As nice as it was, we have no hold over Alan as far as sex goes. He is still our landlord and you would do well to remember that.”
After breakfast Alan kissed both of them goodbye and they returned home.
Within a week Ashley returned with her possessions. Anything that could not be used in Alan’s home was stored in the second cabin until they could decide what to do with them. Ashley moved back into the master suite with her brother and they spent much of the following days making love and planning what changes they were going to make now that there were two of them to get things done.
Alan told Ashley about his new tenants and they made plans to have them up to the house for dinner. Alan was honest with Ashley about his sexual romps with both of the sisters. Ashley understood, if a little jealous, but she didn’t let it bother her. Alan called Susan and extended the invitation to join him and his sister for dinner and he and Ashley began to get everything ready.
That evening Susan and Jenny arrived and Alan introduced them to Ashley. They proceeded to get to know each other over dinner and Ashley and the sisters began to get along very well. It wasn’t long before they were joking with each other and soon Alan found that he was the butt of many of the jokes. After the second bottle of wine had been disposed of the girls began to compare notes on Alan. He began to be uncomfortable with the direction the conversation seemed to be going. Jenny was the one to finally drop the bomb.
She gave Alan a mischievous look and said, “Alan is a pretty good landlord but I like him better as a lover. He has a magic cock.”
“Jenny that was completely uncalled for,” her sister scolded. “You shouldn’t say things like that when you are a guest in his home and especially in front of his sister.”
“I’m sorry Alan and Ashley. I shouldn’t have said what I did even if it is the truth.”
Ashley started to laugh and tears rolled down her cheeks. Alan turned red and left to get a third bottle of wine. When he returned all eyes were on him.
“Okay, what did I do now,” he asked?
Ashley spoke up and said, “We were just comparing your cock to other cocks that we have experienced.”
“I’m not sure I want to know the details so I will just pour the wine and keep my mouth shut.”
“Oh yea, his mouth,” shouted Susan. “He is really good with his mouth too. He eats pussy better than anyone I’ve been with.”
“I’ll say,” added Ashley.
“Wait a minute,” Jenny interrupted. “You are his sister. How do you know how good he is at eating pussy?”
“Oh oh, can open, worms everywhere. I guess the cat is out of the bag now,” Alan laughed.
Ashley turned red and said, “Okay, I confess. Alan and I are sleeping together and have been for about a month. You are both right though. He is very good with that big cock of his and he is really good at eating pussy. With him around I am not interested in anyone else.”
Jenny looked a bit downcast. “I guess that means I won’t get to get to fuck Alan again.”
Ashley leaned over and took Jenny’s hand and said, “Baby I don’t own Alan and he can sleep with whoever he wants to for whatever reasons. If he wants to have a sexual relationship with you or your sister, that is up to him. The only restriction I want is that when bedtime comes I want to be in his bed. That is the agreement he and I have and if that changes we will let you know.
Alan laughed and said, “Does anyone think I might have some choice here?”
The girls laughed and Ashley said, “I think you are out voted three to one. If we decide to fuck you we will let you know.”
“I’m just going to sit here and drink my wine.”
“Don’t worry honey; we will take care of you. We promise not to fight over you and we don’t want that ‘magic cock’ to be damaged.”
They all laughed and after they had finished the third bottle of wine they decided to call it a night. Alan kissed the sisters and sent them on their way while Ashley began to clean up the mess from the dinner party. They soon had everything back in order and Ashley took Alan’s hand and led him back to their room.
As they turned off the light and crawled into bed and into each other’s arms Alan thought to himself that life on Lake Tannin was pretty good.

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Broken Birds, Part 17, A New Beginning

Part 17
A New Beginning
The birth seemed almost anti-climactic. Rafaela endured eight hours of pain to hold her daughter to her breast. Following the birth, Jennifer took the opportunity to repair some of the vaginal damage from the long ago rapes. Rafaela would be as tight as when she first met Michael.
Mother, daughter, father and eight aunts cared for the little girl. Michael understood and allowed his harem to care for his child. By unanimous vote, they named her Michaela.
The birth, though, triggered pain in many of his women. Rachel, Beth and Shoshana would never know the pain and magic of having a child in their birth canal.
The day following the birth, Michael and Beth crossed the main living room, smiling at Rafaela, feet up, snoring gently in an overstuffed recliner with a pillow under her butt.
Maria was staring out the large windows overlooking the sea. Her face and body language said she was miserable. They went to her.
“What’s up, Honey?” Michael asked as he bent to kiss her cheek.
“I know I have to heal, but it hurts so much,” she wailed softly and started to cry.
Beth sat next to her, pulling her into a hug, “You’re almost through it, Honey. Just a little longer and you’ll see the clouds part. Sometimes it just takes a trigger to get you the last few steps.”
At the word “trigger”, her head snapped up. She looked directly into Michael’s eyes, pleading.
Michael and his harem had discussed this the night before. Nita had responded to the months of intense therapy, but Maria had hit a plateau and could not seem to get passed it. In her mind it was simple. Make love to Michael and she would be cured, just like Rafaela. Jennifer had even put her on birth control, though more to regulate her cycle than afford protection.
Maria could not understand why they would not share him. They loved her. She was sure of that.
She certainly wasn’t a virgin! Like a sore tooth, she had explored the seeming contradiction every day for the past several weeks.
Knowing he might regret it, he said, “We’ll talk about it tonight at dinner.”
She jumped into his arms, tugging to get him to lean forward so she could reach his lips. Her kiss was filled with animal lust and need.
When they broke the kiss, he saw the sadness in Beth’s eyes.
Maria whispered, “I’ll be a good slut for you, Michael.” Inside he winced.
“Remember, we’ll talk at dinner,” he said to her back as she streaked to the bedroom she shared with Nita.
“I don’t think she heard you, Dad,” Beth said sadly.
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As Beth stepped into the shower, Michael followed. He spun her to face him, startling her. He took her face in his hands and kissed her, trying to send his love through his lips and tongue. One hand on her back to keep her pressed against his hardening cock, one hand on the back of her head, keeping their lips locked together. After what seemed an eternity, their lips parted.
He stared into her eyes, “I loved you before you were even born and every minute since. I loved you enough to risk losing you. I love you more than life. Don’t ever doubt that, Honey,” he said fiercely.
They washed in silence and toweled off. Michael picked her up and carried her to bed.
They kissed with a ferocity born of pain. She desperately wanted to be joined to him, not through his shaft, but through his skin. She wanted to be a part of him. She wanted him to be hers alone. She needed to feel that special bond again.
He understood.
He levered himself atop her, his cock trapped against her belly.
“Daddy, I need you inside me. NOW!”
She wiggled to free his member, urgently grabbed his shaft. She rubbed it up her slit, parting her inner lips and pulled him into her steaming depths.
He thrust hard and deep. By the third stroke she was fully impaled.
Her hands dug into his ass as she thrust upward. They soon found their rhythm. To the outside, it would seem brutal fucking, but it was really an act of desperation on a primal level. Both said goodbye to an old, normal life and sought to embrace a new one. Having been asked to share one more time, both felt the loss of time together.
Knowing each other’s body well, they came together.
He eventually rolled off her and held her close.
“What just happened?” she asked in wonder.
“I don’t really know. I just feel like I let go of something.”
Beth nodded.
Maria fidgeted, waiting for dinner. She had spent the afternoon politicking the harem to agree. Finally they were called to the table.
It would have been cruel to force the small girl to endure further uncertainty. Two presents sat in front of her place at the table. One was square, the other rectangular and flat.
Maria’s hands flew to her mouth and she ran to Michael, jumping into his arms, placing her soft, supple lips on his. When the kiss broke, she whispered, “I’ll be a good cumbucket for you.” Inside, Michael winced again.
She happily hugged each woman in turn, finally hugging Nita who had a strange look on her face.
Maria tore the paper from the box. She opened it to see her commitment ring. As she was about to put it on her left ring finger, Beth spoke, ”Honey, you wear it on our right hand until you and Michael make love. Then you put it on your left hand.”
She opened the second gift. “This is for you as a member of our adult family, it is a symbol of love,” Rafaela explained. She insisted at being at dinner, despite the pain.
“When will I get my ring and necklace?” Nita asked quietly.
Alice visibly winced. This was just what she feared would happen.
Michael sat down and patted his lap. She sat obediently.
He reached down and lifted her chin, looking straight into her eyes.
“Honey, you will choose that time. You know I love you, but as a father, as someone to guide and protect you. If you offer yourself to me, I couldn’t say no. But then I will love you as a woman. Think hard because the moment a woman first offers her love never comes again.”
“I know you lost your physical virginity to a brutal rape. So did most of the people in this room. What some men don’t understand is that your emotional virginity is much, much more important and valuable. Miguel tried to force Maria to offer herself to him. When she refused, he tried to destroy her.”
“Yet tonight, she’s offered herself to me. Her once in a lifetime gift.”
“This summer we’ll start to travel and learn our new world and our new neighbors. In this land, you and Maria are exotic and, in any world, you and Maria are very beautiful. Young men will seek you out. As a father, I would want you to wait until after the summer to choose to offer yourself.”
As he finished, he looked up, directly into Maria’s eyes. Then she looked down at her ring. She turned to Alice, her eyes pleading. Alice walked around the table to whisper something to her and led her aside.
Nita went with them.
Jennifer rose and walked to him. She kissed him, hard on his lips, “I don’t think I have ever seen a better father.”
“So just where are we going this summer?” Beth asked.
Michael pointed to Jennifer. “Ask our tour guide. She can make a list and Tim will make it happen. I’d really like to do all the local things and some diving on the Great Barrier Reef.”
Rafaela rose and kissed Michael with love. She slept in a side room with the baby. Jennifer joined her, concerned with the amount of energy Rafaela had expended so soon after giving birth.
Alice returned as they prepared for bed. Everyone seemed a bit subdued having seen Maria go from uncapped joy to uncertainty.
“You trying to put me out of business?” Alice said to Michael, a tired smile on her face, “months and months of therapy and you get her to open up in ten minutes. She wants to wait, at least till after summer. She wants to keep her ring and necklace, but she’s afraid to tell you.”
“Go to her and Nita. Take Beth. They really identify with her. They saw her statement on the Internet.”
They knocked softly. Nita opened the door. Maria sat on her bed, head down. Michael went to her as Beth asked Nita if she was OK. Nita nodded and pushed her gently toward Maria.
Michael and Beth hugged her from both sides.
“I want to be fixed,“ a sniffle, “I want to feel clean and new. Michael, I need you.”
“I know, Honey,” he hesitated, “I love you Chika. But what I said to Nita goes for you too. I could never refuse you. You know that. But as your father, it is my job to protect you, even if it’s from yourself.”
Maria started to sob which escalated into a wail.
He pulled her to his chest, stroking her cheek. Across the room, Beth held Nita.
Finally the tears ran dry and they got the girls in bed.
Exhausted, they returned to their room, collecting Alice who slept in a recliner.
Michael slept late. He awoke with Shoshana beside him. She smiled radiantly.
“Good morning love,” he said smiling.
“Good morning my husband,” she replied.
“Where is everyone?”
“It’s past noon. They’re in the pool. The girls woke everyone early. They want to learn to swim, so they can dive and surf this summer. They also want to work out with you, Beth and Jennifer. They want killer bodies. According to Jennifer, the guys are awesome. Fortunately, I have the most awesome man.” It was the truth from her perspective.
He slid out of bed and reached his hand to her, pulling her out of bed and into his arms.
He grabbed his trunks. She slipped into a one piece slinky purple bathing suit that accentuated her lovely body, yet could not hide her nipples.
‘Dear God,’ Michael thought, ‘the boys will go ape over her.’
Michael and Shoshana were in time to see the end of the lesson.
Beth and Jennifer had Maria and Nita in the shallow end with Alice nearby to help, teaching them the basics. Lynne swam laps slowly. Rafaela sat in a lounge, a pillow beneath her, nursing their child. Rachael swam languidly in a wall lane. She had not been diving in more than twenty years!
Food arrived as the girls climbed out of the pool.
Maria came to him and kissed him on the forehead, “Thank you, Daddy.”
She walked off swinging her hips provocatively, emphasizing what he had missed. Lynne swatted her butt, “Don’t be a prick tease. Don’t tease until you’re ready to please.”
“But I am ready to please!” Giggling, she deftly avoided a second swat.
They came to think of the summer as a new beginning for them all. They attacked their explorations with a relentless enthusiasm. Tim only objected to public water parks and amusement parks. Reluctantly they agreed to postpone those adventures. They dove the Great Barrier Reef, rode the sky rail to and from Kuranda station, explored the Sydney zoo and aquarium; they took a water taxi to eat at Doyle’s in Watson’s Bay they climbed Uluru.
Nearer home, they learned to surf with hard-bodied lifeguards as instructors. Oddly, Nita led the flirting. They tanned on the beach and pool deck, Maria avoiding the sun, as she would become too dark.
If it wasn’t a perfect summer, it was close.
Maria turned 17 and Nita 16. They had separate parties for each at the guesthouse in the compound under the watchful eyes of Tim’s men. None of the local guests ventured to the main house.
Michael and his harem gave Maria a diamond necklace and Nita a beautiful hand crafted belly ring with a native deity outlined in platinum.
The amount of attention poured into the girls helped them heal. Alice monitored their progress. She was pleased, but apprehensive. While Maria was genuinely recovering, she continued to focus on Michael.
One night, near the end of summer, she took Michael aside. Outside, rain pounded against the ocean facing windows.
“I need to talk with you about Maria,” she said sadly. “You gave me five months to get through to her. No go. She’s much happier than she was, but she has it in her head, that she needs you. I think she may genuinely love you, woman to man. She’s fooled around with some of the boys and she thinks they’re immature and just want in her pants. She knows you love her. And you postponed having her so she could be sure.”
Michael nodded, “What do you think we should do?”
“When she comes to you, if she says she wants to make love, I think you should agree. I’ll talk to the others, but I think we’ll want to make it a very special day for her. By the way, she’s never had a man go down on her.” She smiled sheepishly, “and I know how good you are with that devil of a tongue.”
A week later, Maria came to him, a determined look on her face.
“Michael. I want this ring on my other hand. I’ve waited and learned more about men and my feelings. I’m sure now. I want to give my once in a lifetime gift to you. I want more. I want to give my life to you.”
“Then I humbly accept, my Love,” he said softly with the hint of a smile, “I think the girls want to help, so tomorrow will be yours. Tomorrow night we’ll have an early dinner
 and we’ll make love for the first time.”
It took a moment for his words to penetrate. She’d expected an argument. She leapt into his arms, kissing his eyes, forehead and cheeks.
Breaking the kiss, she looked at him and tenderly placed her lips on his. It was a promise.
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The girls did everything possible to make the night perfect. A light dinner as Beth led Michael to the bedroom, kissing him gently, then firmly pushing him through the door. Soft music played while shadows thrown by candles danced across the room. A bottle of champagne sat chilling on the dresser with two flutes.
Rafaela and Alice brought Maria. She wore a long, white, gossamer thin negligee with spaghetti straps. It set off her raven hair and dark skin. She looked breathtaking, a sensual little angel.
He stood to receive her. Rafaela and Alice retreated and closed the door quietly.
His arms went around her waist; hers went around his neck. He looked down, into two pools of love and adoration.
Her hands crisscrossed her shoulders. She moved the straps off her shoulders and let the negligee fall to the ground. He opened his robe and shrugged. It fell to the ground, displaying a very hard cock.
“Please don’t tease me Michael. I’ve waited so long for this.”
He picked her up and laid her gently on the bed, sliding beside her, pulling her to his body.
He kissed down her throat, paying special attention to the sensitive spot just behind her ear, then took her earlobe between his teeth and gently pulled. His hand cupped and then caressed her breast feeling the firm softness. Then to her hard, demanding nipples. He sucked and caressed one nipple while his fingers pulled and twisted her other.
Instinctively she knew this lovemaking was for her alone. She abandoned herself to her man, moaning loudly.
Instead of descending, he brought his lips to hers and they kissed a first kiss. Her lips trembled against his.
His lips began descending again, retracing their earlier pattern.
His tongue caressed her flat belly while his hands kneaded her breasts and dark protruding nipples. Maria moaned constantly while her hands gripped the sheets by her side.
As he got to the shaved top of her sex, Michael shifted positions, lifting her leg so he could lie between them. He didn’t tease her. His tongue traced the outline of her inner lips, inhaling her fragrance of fresh woman. She was far wetter than he expected. Maria’s eyes were squeezed shut so nothing would distract her from the exquisite pleasure Michael’s tongue was creating.
He licked her starfish. She went rigid. She squealed her pleasure. He parted her nether lips with the tip of his tongue, tracing the wet lips until he reached her clit. His fingers gently pulled her lips apart, exposing her small pink clit.
He knew she was close, writhing in ecstasy. Without buildup, he sucked her clit and began whipping it with his tongue.
A primal unintelligible scream erupted from her mouth. Her legs locked around his head, her hands holding him in place. His tongue began to graze the tiny button. She began to buck in a familiar sexual rhythm. His tongue matched it. She bolted upright. She was really screaming now.
He could feel her pussy flutter. He refused to release her clit, bathing it in new sensations, sending shockwaves through the little girl.
Then her sensory overload circuit breaker popped and she collapsed, mumbling, “no mas.”
He crawled up to hold her, his cock painfully hard, but all he wanted was to hold this little girl.
In the main living room, Rafaela turned to Alice and Lynne. “I thought we had the walls soundproofed,” Lynne said giggling
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They sipped champagne, waiting for her sensitivity to subside, both smiling in wonder.
She turned on her side and levered her head to look into his eyes, “I never dreamed
No one ever did anything like that to me.” Then it hit her, “I really was a virgin!”
Giggling and squeezing his cock, she said, “I think it’s time to make me a woman.”
He lay back indicating she should be on top. She was small and it had been a long time. He wanted to be sure he didn’t hurt her.
She understood. Facing him, she swung her leg over his body and positioned herself, sliding the head of his cock to open her inner lips. She thrust down, her urgency surprising Michael. His hands cupped her hips, “Slowly Chika. We have all night and if you hurt yourself
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“I need you inside me, my Love.”
He used his hands to teach her to rotate her hips, letting her tunnel stretch. By the time he felt his cock against her cervix, she was near another climax. He pushed her legs parallel to his, grabbed her waist and flipped them so he was now on top.
He began a series of long, slow strokes, feeling her internal muscles gripping and releasing his cock. She moaned loudly, her eyes squeezed shut to drink in all the pleasure she could.
She demanded faster, harder with her hips. He began to plunge hard into her. On this third stroke, her legs slammed over his, her nails biting into his shoulder. Another. He could feel her holding her breath. Again. Her eyes snapped open and she let out a scream. He kept pounding her small pussy, seeing pure lust in her eyes. She thrashed beneath him, a wild animal in need of total satisfaction.
She screamed incoherently, pulling him deeper with desperate urgency. She reached her third, volcanic orgasm just as Michael spewed his seed into her wanton pussy. He collapsed onto her, unable to support his weight any longer.
He rolled off and pulled her into his arms.
Reaching down to caress his now flaccid cock, she said, “I’m REALLY glad they didn’t cut this off.”
After a time, Michael snuck into the living room for another bottle of champagne. His women all has ear phones over their ears and knowing smiles on their faces.
Lynne looked up, “Gotcha,” at Michael’s sheepish look.
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