Polyjuice Potion and the squib part 2 Sarah
Squib tries to produce some polyjuice potion for interesting experiments…
Squib tries to produce some polyjuice potion for interesting experiments…
As usual with my stories, I want to present compelling, erotic events that don’t contain disturbing things like incest or pedophilia. Please feel free to check out my other stories if you like the events and themes of this one. Your comments or constructive criticism are encouraged. This story is based on true events, with some embellishments of my own.
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A night with my younger step sister
Letâs just establish some stuff first.
This is a fictional story; none of the people in this story are real.
My name is Marty, I’m 22 years old, and have a younger stepsister Abbie who is 15.
It was around my dadâs birthday in June when the following took place.
About two weeks before, when the family all sat down for dinner, my dad said that he and Sharon (his other half and Abbieâs Mum) were going away for the weekend of his birthday and that I would have to look after Abbie. I didn’t have a problem with this as she had never been any bother.
Itâs worth mentioning at this point that I had never viewed Abbie in a sexual way before that weekend and everything that happened was completely spontaneous and unplanned.
The weekend came and Saturday started as any normal Saturday did and for most of the day I was lazing about in my room watching TV and listening to music.
Later in the afternoon, I took my Dad and Sharon to the airport so they didn’t have to pay for parking and saw them off at the terminal.
When I got back, Abbie was in her room watching TV so I saw this as a prime opportunity to have a wank.
I walked into my room closed the door and put my PC on and loaded a porno, took my clothes off and laid on my bed and started masturbating.
After about 5 minutes, Abbie came bursting into my room shouting about something she had just seen, mid sentence she must have noticed the porno on my PC and then seen me laying naked on my bed, hard cock in hand.
I just lay there in shock not really realising what was happening, she just stood there staring at my cock. After about 10 seconds when it sunk in what was happening, I scrambled to cover myself up, half embarrassed and half angry that she hadnât bothered to knock, but she stopped me.
âWhat the hell are you doing?â I half shouted at her.
âIâve never seen a lads cock beforeâ she said still holding back my covers.
âWell you shouldnât be looking at one let alone mine your only 15 and Iâm your brother!â I retorted angrily.
âCan I touch it?â she asked completely ignoring what I had said
âDid you just hear what I said? Iâm you brother!!â I said sternly, more annoyed now because my cock was still hard, this was actually turning me on. You see for a 15 year old she had a really hot body and her tits where very well developed about 34C, just a bit more than a handful each, just the way I like them.
Still ignoring me she lunged for my cock and started rubbing it to see what it felt like. It felt so good to have her young hands wrestling with my throbbing member. A grin started to form on my face and she looked at me and saw it.
When I noticed her looking at me the grin quickly disappeared.
âStop it!! This isnât right!â I said grabbing her arm and pulling it off my cock.
âDonât pretend you didnât like it, I saw the look on your faceâ she said with a sly smirk.
She had a point, but it still made me uncomfortable.
âWhether I did or not itâs still wrong, youâre my sisterâ
âNo Iâm not, Iâm your stepsisterâ
âItâs still wrong, youâre only 15, and itâs illegal!â
âI wonât tell if you donât!â she said hearing a slight tone in my voice that I might be warming to the idea of what I assumed she had in mind.
And I was, the idea of having a young 15 year old girl wanting to experiment her sexuality on me was a huge turn on, and since I had no girlfriend at the time to âtake care of meâ, letting her do just that seemed like a good idea.
Having thought about it for long enough, my animal urges took over.
I slowly guided her hand back down to my still hard cock and she took hold of it. I shifted to the edge of the bed and pushed her down between my legs.
âTake it slow, up and down motionsâ I said laying back down to enjoy what was about to happen.
By now there was a lot of precum oozing out of my cockâs swollen head and this helped to lubricate Abbieâs hand as she moved it up and down my shaft.
Her hand worked up and down my shaft, and it felt like she had done this sort of thing before, but she assured me that this was her first time touching a cock.
She started moving her hand faster and faster and her other hand slipped down the front of her jeans and knickers and she started to rub her pussy, she must have been really wet down there as she bought her hand up from her pussy and used the juices to lube my cock up some more.
As she got more into what she was doing, I could see her moving her mouth towards my groin, and she looked up at me for confirmation.
âDo whatever you wantâ I said with lusty anticipation.
With that she stuck her tongue out and licked the tip of my raging hard on. That was nearly enough to send me over the edge, but I kept my cool.
Liking what she tasted, she slowly slid her lips round the top of my cock and started sucking on it. She was inexperienced, but her eagerness more than made up for it as she hungrily slurped at my cockâs head and shaft.
One of her hands had worked its way down to her pussy again and was rubbing it furiously. Between slurps, she let out low guttural moans that just served to turn me on more.
With all that was going on I was very close to losing it, and after about 2 more minutes of her sucking I felt my cum start to rise. It raced up my shaft. I tried to pull back, but the bed stopped me, and her sucking mouth followed me. I felt the first spurt, and then Abbie pulled me out of her mouth and I finished squirting on to her cute face.
She kept rubbing my cock as it began to soften and I sat up and looked at her, amazed at how good she had been for a beginner.
She just knelt there on the floor looking at me with splashes of cum on her cheeks and chin. She brought one hand up to wipe the cum off of her face and licked it off her hand. I noticed she still had her hand down the front of her jeans, rubbing her young pussy.
I stood up and gently pulled her up from the floor.
I looked at her and it suddenly dawned on me that she was still fully clothed.
âLetâs get you out of those clothesâ I said tugging on her top.
She finished pulling her top over her head and pulled her jeans off so she was stood in just her underwear.
She was wearing a purple silk bra and panty set, and she looked even more hot than I thought possible. I could see a wet patch on her panties where her juices had soaked through.
My cock twitched back to life and she just stood there staring at me obviously not sure what to do next.
I slowly brought her head towards mine and our lips locked as we passionately kissed each other for the first time, our tongues probing and exploring each otherâs mouths.
When we finally broke the kiss my hands slid down her back to the clasp on her bra and undid it. I pulled her bra off and she gasped as her young breasts were exposed to the cool air.
The first look I got of my young stepsisters breasts was breathtaking, for such a young girl her body was that of a goddess, her cute face framed with mousy brown her, her slender neck and shoulders leading down to the most magnificent pair of breasts I had ever seen. Her nipples were no less than perfect pointing straight out from a small circle of dark pink areola.
Then on to her mid section, her beautiful curvy hips, then round the back was her small but pert arse.
Then round the front again, her panties were still covering her pussy, teasing me as to what may come later on. Then finally, a long slender pair of legs that any man would have killed to have wrapped around his head.
She stood there waiting for me to tell her what to do, I thought for a bit and then it hit me.
Iâd never had a girl masturbate for me before, but had always liked solo masturbation pornos.
âLay on the bedâ I instructed her quietly
She walked towards the bed, her tits giggling as she moved and lay down face up.
I moved towards her and hooked my fingers in the waistband of her panties and started to pull them off. She lifted her butt up off the bed so I could slide them off easily.
If possible, her pussy was even more breathtaking than her tits. It was shaved bare, just the way I like it, and all you could see from the outside was the outer lips and the slit in between. Her cunt lips glistened with pussy juices.
âI want you to masturbate for me Abbie, make yourself cum like you made meâ I said with anticipation.
Without hesitation, Abbie shifted herself so she was leaning on the headboard. She then spread her long legs and started slowly stroking her inner thighs as I climbed onto the end bed on my knees directly between them. My stiff penis was throbbing and pulsating like never before and my balls were already dark and swollen.
My eyes stayed glued on Abbie, as my hand started stroking my cock. Not believing how turned on I was. I struggled to keep my grip and strokes light.
Abbie, keeping her legs spread, lifted her knees and moved her feet closer to her arse. Smiling seductively, she looked down and we both watched breathlessly as her fingers lightly passed down over pussy and made first contact with the fully exposed lips of her pussy.
She gasped and shuddered lightly as I quickly squeezed the base of my throbbing, fully engorged penis to keep my hot, sticky load contained.
Gently separating her swollen outer lips, she quickly located her erect clit. Using her middle finger, she began flicking the hot, swollen button, increasing the speed as her moans merged into one long, building wail.
Spreading her thighs even more, she thrust her pelvis upwards and shifting her left hand under her butt and slipping a finger into her tight arsehole.
I couldnât help wondering if sheâd like anal, I intended to find out later.
I couldn’t believe I was not only getting to watch this, but masturbating while doing so!
We both watched breathlessly as her fingers reached a frantic pace in both her pussy and her arse. Her shoulders and breasts turned bright pink, her breathing coming in short, quick gasps.
My hand moved even faster over my engorged penis and I gasped for air myself.
Suddenly Abbie’s torso lunged upwards as she moaned loudly, thrusting her pelvis in a series of uncontrollable spastic jerks. The veins in her reddening neck strained, her head jerked violently and her toes clenched shut as her moans turned again to gasps.
Seeing my fantasy happen was even better than I had imagined and my throbbing cock was pulsating as never before.
I couldnât hold out any longer and I moaned loudly as I came for the second time that evening, thick, hot jets of cum spurted out of my throbbing cock flew through the air and landed on Abbieâs tits and stomach.
Her movements had now gradually slowed and she smiled contently, still gasping for breath but, moaning appreciatively as each load of my swollen ball’s production was launched. Finally, the last drops of hot, sticky fluid slowly spewed from my gradually deflating penis. I fell back totally spent onto the bed. Abbie, her face still flushed just lay there rubbing my cum into her breasts and still erect nipples.
As we lay there, she looked at me with her gorgeous hazel eyes and smiled the same little mischievous smile she always had. From now on, that smile wouldn’t look nearly as innocent as I’d once thought. I worried for a moment that as the afterglow began to fade I’d suddenly regret getting this physical with my own step sister, but nothing could have been further from the truth; I wanted more, and I could tell there was no way she’d be satiated yet.
I reached out and helped her to rub my cum into her breasts, and her grin gave way to an open smile as her eyes closed at the sensation. I could see her hands grasping at the bed sheets as I ran my fingers across her nipples.
She pulled my head up to hers, her mouth meeting mine once again. I was lying across her now, and as we kissed passionately she hooked her leg over mine and pulled me tight into her crotch.
She stopped me gently with a concerned look on her face:
âPlease donât cum in me, I donât want to get pregnantâ
I just smiled and remembered that my ex had left some morning after pills when she left.
âIâve got some of Katyâs contraceptive pills that she left, itâll be fineâ
The concern quickly changed to a smile as she relaxed and kissed me passionately.
My erection was now rock hard again, and so I lifted myself completely on top of her, as she parted her legs to let me between them. Taking my cock in one hand, I rubbed my head up and down her pussy lips, parting them more and more with each stroke and eventually, gently, entered her.
I felt myself bump against her virginity and taking her in my arms I thrust forward firmly, breaking through the delicate membrane and onward into the deep recesses of her pussy.
I looked down at her face and Abbie winced as I penetrated her, but that look soon melted into one of ecstasy as the pleasure of taking her first cock took over.
Slowly at first, I began to thrust inside her. As I did, I looked into her eyes and thought how that for most of the night I’d been thinking of her as just another girl I was now fucking, but now the realisation that I was deep inside my 15 year old stepsister was right at the front of my mind, and I was loving every moment of it.
If anybody found out our family would be furious with both of us, but the taboo just made me want her more. I thrust harder, each push going a little deeper and producing a more ecstatic moan from Abbie. She had her arms tight around my back, pulling my head next to hers while she panted and moaned into my ear. Suddenly I felt her lift her legs up, and the next thrust went even deeper, and she cried out in pleasure again.
Wrapping her legs around my arse, she began rocking beneath me, pushing herself into my thrusts in time, plunging my cock deeper inside her. I stopped pulling in and out for a moment and started grinding against her, my crotch pressed permanently against hers as my shaft pushed gently back and forth inside her pussy. She let her arms go slightly to let me up, and turned her head to kiss me again as we lay writhing on the bed together. I could feel her pussy start to tighten around me, and she released her kiss to let her head fall back against the pillow, eyes closed as her breathing got heavier and faster with each moan. I knew that was my cue, and started to thrust in and out again. She let her legs go from around me and now brought her knees right up towards her chest, legs in the air as my cock stroked in and out of her. I hooked my arms over the backs of her thighs, and she smiled as I pushed her knees further back, letting me even further inside. As I plunged deeper for the first time, she screamed, and her pussy clenched around my shaft. I kept going, each push against her tight pussy producing another scream as her orgasm waved over her.
I released Abbie’s legs and they fell back beside mine, as I continued sliding gently in and out of her as her breathing subsided, and she let out a long, low moan of pleasure. Then, she lifted her head up. “I want to get on top of you,” she told me. As it happened, I was in the mood for doing what I was told. I pulled out of her for a second and rolled sideways onto my back, and she peeled herself off the sheets and straddled me. Taking my cock in one hand, she guided me into her pussy as she lowered herself onto my crotch, her face a picture of sheer pleasure as I filled her. As she began lifting herself up and down onto me, she began squeezing me between her smooth thighs, pressing her pussy tighter around my shaft. She leaned forwards and put her hands either side of my body, her breasts snug between her arms as she rode me, slowly at first, but building up speed. I lay back in ecstasy as I watched her breasts bouncing up and down in front of me, drops of sweat running into her cleavage as she squeezed and gyrated on my cock. Her eyes were closed again, her mouth open and groaning quietly with every push downwards she made onto me.
I lifted my hands and began rubbing them up and down her sides before sliding them round to her front, where I began squeezing her breasts in time with her thrusts. Abbie tensed at my touch, her tongue poking out suddenly to lick her top lip before biting it slightly as my fingers tweaked her nipples. She opened her eyes and looked down at me, then let herself fall forward onto my chest to kiss me. We kissed slowly and lustfully as she continued sliding herself up and down my cock, while my hands reached around and stroked her up and down from her smooth, round arse cheeks all the way up to her neck. Her soft wisps of hair were draped around my face and neck now, and she smiled as I squeezed her arse cheeks. “Do you like my arse?” she asked devilishly, knowing full well what the answer was. “God yes,” I answered. She leaned down to my ear and whispered, “Do you want to get behind me?”
I let my actions speak for themselves, lifting us both up so I was sitting up with her kneeling over me, my cock still buried inside her. She squeezed me tight between her legs again for moment as I kissed her neck and shoulders, then she lifted up and started to lay on her front, her arse arched upwards with her red pussy lips parted between her legs. I had other ideas, however; I wasn’t about to cum again without holding those fantastic breasts of hers, so I lay down next to her and lifted up her side, spooning her into me as I slipped one arm under her waist and draped the other over her leg, guiding my cock back inside her before running my hand back up her body. I was in the perfect position to get both hands on her breasts now, and began to massage them as I began pushing myself in and out of her again, my crotch pressed tight against her smooth arse. She gasped excitedly, the new position hitting fresh spots inside her as she squirmed from the attention on her breasts. As I continued to slide inside her I could already feel her starting to tense up as her orgasm approached, and slowed my pace a little to prolong her pleasure. It didn’t work though; my head tickling slowly in and out of her just drove her wilder, and she started pushing her arse into me. “Oh god, don’t stop!” she begged.
I started thrusting faster again, and she cried out with pleasure. As her breathing got heavier and heavier, I had one last little surprise for her. Reluctantly leaving one of her breasts behind, I moved a hand down to her crotch and spread my first two fingers one each side of my cock as it pushed into her, stroking her pussy lips as I thrust. She screamed in ecstatic surprise and her whole body began to shake to her cries, “Yes! Oh god, yes, yes, yes, YES!” I squeezed her body close to mine, her orgasm rippling through the two of us as I continued pushing past every squeeze of her pussy. I could feel my own orgasm building again and the adrenaline kept me going even as she grew wilder and wilder from the continued stimulation; I wasn’t letting up on her now. Every thrust was causing her to cry out with joy as my balls tightened, before I couldn’t hold out any longer, and I came, gasping as I felt stream after stream of my cum filling her.
Slowly, the movement of our wet bodies began to slow, our breathing subsiding as it did. I pulled out of Abbie, her pussy still twitching as I did, and we lay therefore a moment, my arms wrapped around her before she turned over and put an arm over me, kissing me again. Her lips were lighter on mine now, her tongue still flicking against mine but more gently. “That was fantastic,” she said, smiling. “You were amazing,” I complimented her back. “I never realised my little step sister would be so good in bed!” She grinned and kissed me again.
âSo, what do you wanna do now?â she asked with that grin that would never again seem as innocent as it once did.
âI dunno, Iâm pretty tired actually, you really took it out of me!â I said, yawning slightly.
She looked at me disappointingly, but she started to yawn too.
âYeah me tooâ she agreed reluctantly.
We laid there on the bed holding each other and drifted off to sleep.
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This is my first story submission. Complete work of fiction, but based on a fantasy of a real person (names changed). Feedback is welcome on this first installment. I’m working on continuing it, but want to see how everyone likes it.
Takes a bit to get going,
Everyone was milling around on the dock waiting to board the M/V Seawind, a 100′ dedicated diving vessel. There were only about a dozen people waiting, so the trip was not going to be fully booked, meaning more room for everyone, both above and below the water. The ship looked long and sleek, with a large diving deck in the back and a huge sundeck on top of the ship running almost two-thirds the length of the ship. There was also a smaller sundeck at the bow, in front of the wheelhouse.
Suddenly the captain appeared at the top of the gangplank, tall, tanned, a big smile on his face.
“Well, hey, everyone. I guess you’re all ready to board now and we’re ready to have you. My name is Ed and I’m the captain. My first mate and backup captain is Rob here, and Mary is our cook and third crew member. If you have any questions or problems with anything, just ask any of us and we’ll be more than happy to help you with anything while you’re with us for the week.
“So, first of all, let me just make sure our manifest is in order and we’ll board you as I call your names. The Adams family, Don and Jane with their two children Jimmy and Susan, welcome on board. Harve and Sue Mills, welcome on board. John South and Alice Hargreaves, welcome aboard. And last but not least, Billy, Bob and Bunny Johnson, welcome on board for our spring break dive cruise.
“There are plenty of staterooms, so you can each take whichever one you’d like. Our crossing to the Bahamas will take about four or five hours, so get familiar with the ship and get unpacked and your dive gear set up on the back deck. There will be a ship’s briefing in an hour in the salon to explain to you how we run our trip and what your options are and where we’re going to be going. The weather is supposed to be great, in the mid-80s with calm seas and no rain scheduled. So again, welcome aboard and have a great trip.”
Everyone boarded with much talk and excitement, dragging their gear down the ladder to the staterooms. Don and Jane took a stateroom and indicated to Jimmy and Susan that they should take the one across the hall. Jimmy grumbled about having to share when there was so much room and he was going to graduate next year, but in the end he threw his things on his bunk across from his sister, who was a year older and graduating this year.
Billy, Bob and Bunny debated for a minute, but then decided to share a large stateroom together so that Bunny wouldn’t have to be by herself. She was a freshman in college while Billy and Bob were sophomores.
Quickly everyone got their gear stowed and began to explore the ship, eventually meeting on the dive deck where they all checked their equipment and set up their gear in preparation for their first dive when they arrived in the Bahamas. Then it was time for the briefing and everyone gathered in the salon with Rob and Mary.
Rob was a nice-looking young man in his late 20s with dark hair and a shy, engaging smile. Mary was a sun-bleached blonde with a big smile on her face and big tits which threatened to spill out of the top of her bikini. She had full hips and a very relaxed attitude about herself. For the next 20 minutes they explained how the ship best worked and the protocols they would be observing during their trip. When they had finished everyone had a complete briefing on all aspects of life aboard ship.
“So, it’s a nice day and we have at least three more hours before we arrive at customs,” Mary said. “So you can change if you’d like and soak up some sun or sleep while you can until we arrive. If you have any questions, just ask any of us. If you don’t find us wandering about, the crew quarters are down in the galley and you are always welcome.”
“I’ll go first,” Susan said, pushing past Jimmy down the stairs.
“Go first,” Jimmy said, shaking his head.
“Go on, Bunny,” Billy said. “We’ll give you half a minute.”
There was some laughter from some of the others at this as most everyone went to change into their bathing suits. Little did they realize that they might wear nothing else for the next week. Billy waited exactly 30 seconds, watching his watch, before nudging Bob and following everyone else down the ladder. Opening the door to their cabin suddenly, they surprised Bunny who was bent over facing away from them stepping out of her underwear.
“You guys,” Bunny said, standing up and turning around to glare at them. “What will people think?” she asked, her hands on her hips, her tits full and flush, her nipples hard.
“Heck, you’re our sister,” Bob said with a laugh, pulling his own clothes off. “What’s wrong with that?”
“You’re too much sometimes,” Bunny said with a laugh, sitting down on the bunk to pull her bikini on.
“It’s just because I like you so much,” Bob said, turning so that his cock was dangling in her face as she sat on the edge of the bunk.
“I can tell,” Bunny laughed, struggling to pull the bottom of her bikini on with Bob’s cock rubbing all over her face. “You’re not getting any now,” she said, laying back on the bunk and pulling her knees up to her chest so she could pull her suit up.
“It sure looks good,” Billy commented as he pulled his clothes off, staring at Bunny’s pussy sticking out at them, her huge thick clit sticking out from between her pouting, smooth- shaven pussy lips.
“It is,” Bunny said, pulling her suit all the way up and covering herself. “And I’m going to make sure everyone has a taste before the week’s up. Now get out of my way,” she said to Bob, quickly biting the head of his cock as it dangled in her face, “or I’ll really bite it.”
Bob and Billy quickly finished changing themselves and left their cabin, following Susan up the stairs. Both their eyes were bugging out of their heads as they stared at the g-string bathing suit bottom she was wearing as she moved up the stairs ahead of them. There was only a string going from her waist down the crack of her ass into the slit of her pussy. They could see a few tendrils of wispy blonde hair around the edges. Her ass was high and tight and they could easily see her pink asshole puckered around the string. By the time they got to the top of the stairs they both had hard-ons on their suits.
“Gosh, Susan,” Jimmy exclaimed as she came up the stairs into the salon. “Mom and dad are going to kill you when they see that suit.”
“Let them,” Susan said, tossing her nose into the air. “I think it looks good on me. Don’t you?”
“It barely covers anything,” Jimmy replied.
“Do you two like it?” Susan asked, turning to Bob and Billy and smiling at them.
“I think it’s great,” Billy stammered, his eyes glued to the small, sheer patches of fabric which covered barely more than the nipples of her full breasts.
“Great,” Jimmy said, moving past them and down the stairs.
When he got to the door to his cabin he could hear his mother and father in their cabin.
“I can’t believe you did this to me,” he heard his mother say.
“But it looks just great on you,” his father replied.
“I’ll be embarrassed,” Jane lamented.
“It’s the latest hottest style there is in bathing suits,” Don replied. “I’ll be proud to see the looks you get.”
“I’m so embarrassed,” Jane said.
“Come on, lets go up and get some sun,” Don replied.
Hearing this, Jimmy quickly let himself into his cabin, closing the door just as the door to his parents cabin opened. Changing, Jimmy quickly went back up, knowing there were going to be some interesting confrontations going on as everyone first appraised each other. Besides, he wanted another look at that girl called Bunny. She was really hot looking with that huge head of flaming red hair.
Arriving up on the sun deck, Jimmy could see that Susan was laying on a chaise lounge over near one railing, laying on her back. She’s afraid to let mom and dad see her suit, he thought, smiling to himself. Bunny and her brothers were laying on chairs opposite to where Susan was. The married couple, Harve and Sue, were sitting on chairs drinking beers. She was really short but it seemed she had a really nice body under her one-piece bathing suit. His mother was sitting on a chaise lounge facing everyone while his father was spreading a towel on his.
When he finished spreading the towel, he offered the chair to his mother. Hesitating for just a second, she stood and turned to sit on the towel, her back to him. Jimmy almost burst out laughing when he saw she was wearing a butt-floss bikini. He did notice that even though her ass was sure bigger than Susan’s, it still looked pretty good. Settling himself on a chair where he could see everyone, Jimmy enjoyed the breeze from their passage and the movement of the ship on the sea.
Then he saw the last couple coming up the stairs, John and Alice. She was wearing a light white top that buttoned, coming down to her knees, not really giving any idea of what kind of a body she might have. She was tall and willowy, with brunette hair down past her shoulders. Going to the chaise lounges right next to him, John threw a towel down on one and laid down on it while Alice sat on the end of the other, looking out at the sea. Then unbuttoning her top and slipping it off her shoulders as she lay back, Jimmy was shocked to see that she was topless underneath, huge pendulous breasts covering her chest. Glancing at him for a second and smiling, she closed her eyes and lay there, completely oblivious to the stares that were directed her way.
And so it went for the next half hour or so, everyone just basking in the sun. Then people started turning over. When Susan stood and rearranged her towel before laying back down on her stomach, Jane was staring at her. The shock on her face when she saw the thong bikini that she was wearing really delighted Jimmy. There were definitely going to be some fireworks on this trip, he thought.
Another half an hour and people were starting to sit up and talk, slowly breaking the ice and getting acquainted. It usually took a day or so before it became one big family. At one point Mary came up on the sundeck and announced that there were some snacks if anyone was hungry. Seeing Alice sitting there topless, Mary went over to her.
“It’s so nice to see someone sunning topless,” Mary said. “Now I’ll be able to without it seeming weird to everyone, if you don’t mind.”
“Of course not,” Alice said. “I’m sorry we have to wear clothes at all.”
“Sometimes we don’t,” Mary said with a laugh. “But there are some kids with their parents this time. I don’t know that they’d appreciate it very much.”
“I’m sure not,” Alice laughed. “But do come join me when you can.”
“I’m going to get something to eat,” Don said to Jane. “Do you want anything?”
“Whatever you bring,” Jane said. “I’m going to talk to Susan.”
“Now, be nice,” Don said. “She’s growing up and it’s not like we’re not here with her.”
“She should have discussed it with us,” Jane said.
“And she would have gotten the same response as if I’d discussed it with you, wouldn’t she?” Don replied with a laugh. “This is a good time and opportunity for her to experiment without having to worry. Besides, you look great in that suit. How are you going to tell her that she doesn’t?”
“She’s too young,” Jane said.
“I’ll be back,” Don said, getting to his feet.
About half the people went downstairs to sample Mary’s snacks, leaving Jane, Susan, Jimmy and Alice on the sundeck. Jane immediately moved over and sat next to Susan, leaning close as she talked to her. Jimmy could see Susan getting upset, then she stood up, her hands on her hips.
“Well, it’s the only suit I brought,” she said. “If you don’t like it, I won’t wear it, I’ll just parade around naked.”
“You’re already half naked,” Jane replied, trying to keep her voice down.
“So are you,” Susan said. “You’re basically wearing the same suit. Is this just some mother daughter thing? Does it look so bad on me?”
“That’s not it,” Jane said. “I just think that maybe you’re too young to wear a suit like that.”
“Mom, I’m going to graduate high school in a month. Everyone wears suits like this now. How old do I have to be? Like I said, this is the only suit I have.”
“What a great spread,” Bunny said as she came back up onto the sundeck.
“Oh, hi,” she said when she saw Alice sitting there. “Are we allowed to be topless?”
“Apparently,” Alice replied, smiling at her. “At least nobody’s complained yet.”
“And I don’t imagine anyone will either,” Bunny said with a laugh, immediately liking Alice. “Do you mind if I sit with you so I can be topless? I mean, people would think it pretty strange if I sat with my brothers and I was topless, you know what I mean?”
“I’d love your company,” Alice said, feeling an immediate attraction to this warm, outgoing, truly vivacious redhead. “Pull up a seat.”
“Your friend won’t mind?” Bunny inquired, sitting down.
“I’m sure he won’t,” Alice laughed.
“Great,” Bunny said, reaching behind herself and untying her top, pulling it off over her head and letting her tits free.
Immediately her nipples hardened into knots, sticking out from the end of her tits.
“God, this feels great,” Bunny said, rubbing her tits briskly as she leaned back into the chaise lounge. “I’m Bunny, by the way.”
“And I’m Alice,” Alice replied with a smile. “You’re diving with your brothers?”
“Oh, yeah. We do everything together. And there’s three more at home and two more sisters too,” Bunny added. “This feels like real freedom to me.”
“How nice to have such a large family,” Alice commented. “I only had one sister.”
“Had?” Bunny inquired. “Did something happen to her?”
“She died three years ago in an auto accident,” Alice explained.
“I’m sorry,” Bunny said. “How awful.”
“But we’re here to have fun and dive, aren’t we?” Alice asked with a smile.
“You bet we are,” Bunny replied. “As much fun as we can.”
“Oh, John, meet Bunny,” Alice said as John returned with a plate full of snacks. “She’s here to sunbathe in the topless corner. You don’t mind, do you?”
“I should say not,” John said, with a smile first at Alice, then Bunny. “It’s absolutely my pleasure,” he said, staring directly and deliberately at her tits, where her nipples instantly hardened under his gaze. “You’re a welcome addition.”
“Thank you,” Bunny said, smiling.
“Hi, I’m Susan,” Susan said, suddenly appearing next to their seats. “I’m here with my parents and my brother.”
“Hello, Susan,” Alice said. “This is John and this is Bunny. How are you?”
“It’s a drag traveling with my parents,” Susan lamented. “And I saw you, you know, topless, and I just thought…”
“You’re welcome to join us if it’s all right with your parents,” Alice said. “We’re all going to be together for a week, so we should all be able to talk with everyone, don’t you think?”
“Oh, I do,” breathed Susan. “I just didn’t know, you know.”
“Of course,” Alice said with a laugh.
“Well, hello, everyone,” Ed said as he entered the sundeck from the wheelhouse. “I’m glad to see that everyone is comfortable. Ladies,” he said, nodding towards Alice and Bunny, “we’re going to be pulling in to West End in about 30 minutes to clear customs. It might be a good idea to cover up a bit in the harbor. But other than that, please wear as little as you’d like. The less the better for me.”
Everyone laughed as Ed disappeared back into the wheelhouse, but the tension on the sundeck was broken. The fact that Alice and Bunny were topless had been openly acknowledged in front of everyone and now it was okay to look, to talk, to pretend to ignore.
Then the entrance to West End appeared and everyone covered up more appropriately as they slid between the jetty walls marking the entrance. Then the Seawind made a right turn, sliding right up next to the seawall as they docked. It took only fifteen minutes to clear customs and then they were backing out, heading back out beyond the breakwater to the first dive site of the day, a place called Sherwood Forest.
Everyone made their way back to the dive deck to check their gear out one last time before they donned it. They were informed that the water temperature was 82 . That meant that wetsuits were not needed. As they wriggled into their BCs as the Seawind anchored, Alice was still topless, her huge tits hanging out from between the straps of her BC, her nipples big and hard on the ends.
Then Rob shouted Dive, Dive, Dive and they started down the steps to the dive platform, falling into the water one by one to explore the staghorn coral formations that comprised Sherwood Forest. Forty-five minutes later everyone was back on board, each with their own tale to tell of what they had seen. The reports were everything from Nassau grouper to sharks to lobster to conch, all of which were plentiful and frequent in Bahamian waters.
They had about a half hour’s ride to the next dive site, but they were told that lunch would be ready after the next dive and then they would have a long break before the final dive of the first day where they would be anchored up for the night. So everyone went back up to the sundeck to bask in the sun and talk about their dive.
Susan had pulled a seat up so that she was sitting in an informal circle with Alice and John and Bunny. Bunny had pulled her top off after her dive and declared that she wasn’t going to bother wearing it anymore unless someone objected. The overwhelming male murmurs of demur weren’t even necessary. Jimmy was still sitting next to the rail where this group were sitting, and every once in a while Susan would give him a look. He couldn’t tell what kind of a look it was. She didn’t look mad, but it wasn’t a look he instantly recognized.
Getting to his feet, Jimmy moved over to where his parents were talking with Harve and Sue. Sitting down in a chair, he joined in talking about the dive they had just been on. He noticed that Jane’s cheeks were flushed and she didn’t look so pissed off as she talked about a trigger fish she had seen. Jimmy even noticed that her nipples were hard underneath the thin material of the top of her suit. When he realized this he averted his gaze, only to find it wandering back to stare at his mother’s hard nipples jutting out.
Again getting to his feet, Jimmy went back to his seat near his sister. Sitting down, he looked over at the group of them and realized that something was different. Then he realized what it was. Susan had taken her top off! She was sitting there with her tits out. They actually looked pretty good, Jimmy acknowledged as he stared at them. They were a nice size and her nipples were real hard. They were just curled into berries on the ends. Susan just looked at him and leaned back into her seat, her tits sticking out in front of her.
“Hey, you guys going to come diving?” Billy asked as he came up the steps. “Oh, hi,” he said as he saw the group of them sitting there topless. “Bunny always did have a knack of finding the most fun,” he said, smiling at them. “I’m Billy. This is my brother Bob,” he said, smiling at each of them, but his gaze and smile lingered on Susan. “This is pretty cool, huh? Well, I’m going diving. I’ll see y’all later.”
Bunny laughed as Bob stumbled after him down the steps to the dive deck.
“They’re really great guys,” she said. “And they’re usually not that shy. They must have liked you two,” she said, looking at Alice and Susan. “In our family there isn’t much privacy with so many of us, so there aren’t very many secrets.”
“They seem very nice,” Alice commented. “But let’s go diving, shall we?” she said as she got to her feet. “I just love being in the water.”
They all followed her down to the dive deck, with Don and Jane and Harve and Sue bringing up the rear. As they sat down to get into their gear, Don and Jane noticed that Susan was topless as she slipped into her BC.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Jane asked, staring at her.
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Tracy is in for the negotiation of her career
Brenda is a spoiled brat, but her little sister, Amy, is rather nice.
Authorâs note- this story contains scenes of non-consensual and rough sex. Humiliation and incest. I hope you enjoy.
Beverly tells how she got hooked on cocks, leading to her first double-penetration and her very first gangbang
My hand landed violently on the pretty cheek of my new recruit and she fell in a heap onto the linoleum floor of my kitchen. Smiling, I turned and extended my hand to her father for a firm handshake. He nodded at me and said nothing, turned, and left. I turned back and gazed down at her, her wrists bound behind her back, as she sobbed.
Her name was Michelle and she had earned this punishment. She was eighteen and had just finished her freshman year at a nearby university, one of the very expensive and elitist East Coast establishments. Her parents had paid a lot of money for her to go there, just like they paid a lot of money for her brand new car, her cell phone, her swanky apartment, her overpriced clothes, her designer shoes, and her spring break trip to Europe. In return Michelle brought home pathetic grades, letters warning her of potential expulsion from said East Coast university, and a snotty attitude. She had spent one year guzzling booze and cum on her parentsâ dime and didnât feel a scrap of regret for treating them like that. At their wits end about how to get through to her that this was unacceptable behavior, they turned to me.
I was glad to do the work I did. Well-to-do parents paid me handsomely for what I casually call obedience training. Honestly, Iâd do what I do for free, but I am taking on a huge risk considering the criminal nature of the business, so I do require payment in advance.
I lived in the second floor apartment of a small two story apartment building. Through a business arrangement with the landlord, the first floor remained permanently vacant, leaving myself and my slaves completely alone in the building. Even still, I had modified the apartment slightly, sound proofing the walls and tinting the windows, to ensure privacy.
This was my second year doing this kind of âworkâ. I spent last summer with a plump little bitch who had gone to school on an athletic scholarship and then put on more than the âfreshman fifteen.â Her scholarship had been revoked and she didnât seem to think it was a big deal that her parents took out a second mortgage to cover her sophomore year. That was last summer, and I recently heard she had really turned it around this past school year.
This summer I was growing my business, so to speak. As Michelle laid sobbing to herself, I turned and stared at Amanda, my other summer slave. Two would be a lot of work, long hours, but Iâm a very hard worker. Amanda was in basically the same boat as Michelle, she had miserable grades and her parents were appalled when pictures of Amanda topless and fondling cock in Cancun showed up on the internet this spring. Amanda sat in the corner of the living room, with her knees pulled up to her chin, and stared a hole into the carpet. Amanda had been here since yesterday, so both these girls were pretty much still in shock.
Amanda was a tall girl with short red hair that reached just to her chin line. She was the same kind of fat as last yearâs girl she, which is probably best called chubby, with a noticeable muffin-top roll around her stomach, a superbly fat ass, and enormous tits. I donât know the technical size, donât really care, but a fair measurement is to say that each one of Amandaâs tits were much larger than her head. She had a beautiful face, too, and she was basically a dumb girl who had gotten by on her striking looks and mind boggling rack. She sat in the underwear she had been wearing beneath her slutty party dress when she showed up: a lacy black bra and a black thong that covered basically nothing at all.
Michelle was still fully clothed, so I didnât have all the details yet, but she was also tall with dark hair that was long and straight. She was thin and more athletically built and I could already see she firmer ass than Amanda and much smaller tits. Her parents had abducted her from her bed in the middle of the night, bound her hands and covered her head in a pillowcase, and brought her to me, so she showed up in flannel pajama pants and a loose t-shirt. Amanda had been easy for her parents to nap, being that she was passed out drunk in their driveway. She had shown up at my door unconscious and was awfully surprised to wake up here, let me tell you.
Since she didnât wake up until early this afternoon, I decided not to start my training with Amanda until Michelle showed up tonight. Amanda was hysterical when she awoke, screaming and crying. I administered her first beating until she quieted down. I was violent but careful with my girls, I didnât find blood or broken noses or missing teeth attractive, so I only used opened handed strikes to get my point across. Amanda bruised some but nothing unsightly.
Since this place was both my training compound and my living space I had to prepare the place accordingly. The kitchen, which contained anything dangerous like knives or scissors, was behind a door that always locked. The rest of the rooms were essentially devoid of dangerous objects. Further, the girls wore a tight collar around their necks, with small metal hoops in front and back, which allowed me to keep them literally on a very short leash. I also had eye hooks installed on different strategic areas of wall and floor so as to maintain complete control over their movement. Ingeniously, each end of the leashes had a small locking mechanism that read and required my thumbprint in order to open, so once locked each girl was truly trapped. Amanda wore her collar and was leashed to a wall hook in the corner.
I pulled her new collar out of my pocket and approached Michelle. As I bent down to apply it she kicked at my shins hard. I grabbed her throat hard and she gasped for air. She continued to kick until I tightened my grip, her mouth was open and her tongue hanging but no air could get in, and I whispered to her that struggling was no use. I loosened my grip and she coughed and choked, gasping, and I casually snapped the collar around her neck. Tears poured down her soft cheeks but I showed no sympathy.
âYou put yourself here,â I said to her smugly, âblame no one but yourself.â
âFuck you,â she cried and she spat up at me. I didnât fret, I simply pulled out her leash and clipped it to the hoop on the front of her throat. I stood up straight, holding the leash in my left hand, and raised my right hand high. I pulled sharply with my left, lifting the light weight Michelle up to a sitting position, and dropped my open hand harshly on her face. The slap was thunderous, Michelle shouted and fell to the floor again, and Amanda began crying behind me. I repeated, pulling Michelle up and then slamming her back down, until she only whimpered with each hit. When her will seemed broken I stopped and dragged her into the living room. I clipped her leash to Amandaâs collar and took a seat on the nearby couch.
âOkay, Amanda meet Michelle, Michelle, Amanda. Good. Now, letâs go over a couple of things. You are my property. Thatâs pretty much it, you have as much right to decide what I do with or to you as this couch does to decide if I sit on it or not. Understand?â Neither of them moved a muscle.
âSo,â I continued, âyou will both probably harbor some resentment against me, naturally, but let me assure you, so much as considering inflicting some kind of harm on me would be a grave misstep on your part, understand? You both know why youâre here, itâs very serious, and I promise I take it very seriously. Any questions?â No one spoke up. âSeriously, this may be the last time I ask your opinion on anything, so ask them if you got them.â I waited. Amanda seemed distant, trying to block this all out. Finally Michelle raised her head and spoke.
âFuck you, asshole,â she sneered. I stood up and walked over to her.
âFuck your asshole? You know, thatâs not a bad idea.â I began loosening my pants.
âNo, fuck you, get the fuck away from me!â Michelle shouted. I calmly dropped my pants, my substantial cock sprung forth, and unclipped Michelle from Amanda. I heard Michelle gasp when she saw my cockâs girth.
I pulled Michelle to her knees and dragged her over to the couch. I bent her over onto the couch, stifling her screams by slamming her face into a pillow. I held her head down and roughly pulled her pajama pants down to her knees. She had on adorable panties, white with little yellow smiling suns, and I smiled at them before pulling them down as well. Michelle had a beautiful ass, firm and athletic, and I spanked it hard. I glanced down to investigate her pussy for the first time but all I saw was a thick tangle of dark hair. She had a dense pubic bush, something you donât see a lot these days, and resting just above it was her tiny dark asshole. The little skin was wrinkled and tight and looked perfect.
I lowered myself until my cock was pushed up against her asshole. I took my hand off her head to use both to spread her cheeks and she screamed for me to stop.
âShut the fuck up bitch, Iâm sure you crammed more cocks in your shitter than you could count this year, didnât you?â I truly thought she did, until I pushed down and her asshole didnât give. She howled a blood curdling scream of pain as my cock strained at her back door. This little slut was still an anal virgin.
âAhhhhhhhh! Fuck!!â she hollered. The head of my cock finally broke through and Michelle started whipping her whole body in protest. Her ass was on fire, painfully dry and tight. I felt her muscles clench and try to expel me but I bore on, making slow progress, each millimeter deeper sending waves of pain through Michelle.
I howled as my fat log of a cock plowed Michelleâs ass open. She howled too, though not for the same reasons. I had never fucked a virgin ass before, and the staggering resistance and heat was earth shattering. My cock had never felt better, and it made me a little sad to know Michelle little butt hole would never be quite this tight again.
My cock was finally buried in her ass, my balls slapped up against her, and she was full on crying now. I looked over at Amanda.
âHey, slut, anyone ever fucked your ass before?â
Amanda looked away from me and said nothing.
âIâm talking to you bitch!â I howled. Amanda met my angry stare and nodded slightly.
âI thought so, you fat slut. Hey, hey, watch me fuck her ass.â Amanda started to look away. âWatch you fat bitch or Iâll have to do something about it.â
Amanda raised her eyes and stared blankly at my thick shift as it stroked in and out of Michelleâs ass. Michelle cried in pain with any movement of my cock and after a few deep thrusts I had pushed her over the edge. She laid panting and looked as though she was nearly blacked out.
I continued my assault on Michelleâs asshole with animalistic lust. The first fuck of a long summer of abusive fucks was one to really savor. But it couldnât last forever, Michelleâs tight ass was unintentionally working the cum out of me, and soon I began to pant and twitch. I pushed in hard, penetrating new depths, and Michelle screamed as I began draining my balls into her. I unloaded a cum load that had been burning inside me since Amanda showed up at my door last night. It was enormous, as they always were, and it flooded Michelleâs tiny ass.
I pulled out roughly and Michelle rocked as I did. My cum sprang up from her asshole and leaked out, her tiny little rectum unable to contain it all, and it seeped down and smeared into her thick bush. I noticed Amanda watching with rapture, wide eyed, and I also noticed the wet circle that appeared on the front of her panties, though I said nothing.
Finally finished and satisfied, I unclipped Amanda and told her to stay on her knees. I dragged Michelle off the couch and led both of them, Amanda hobbling on her knees and Michelle barely managing to crawl, to the bathroom. I clipped them both to wall hoops and told them this was their chance to use the toilet and clean up, etc., before bed. Once they had I led them to my bedroom where, beside my large bed, there were two hooks drilled into the hardwood floor. I clipped each one there, Amanda in her black lacy underwear and Michelle still in her bed tee but naked from the waist down, and told them to shut the fuck up and go to sleep. Eventually, if they were good, they might get some pillows, but for now they were forced to curl up side by side on the cold floor.
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Story is a record of how I managed to progress from school bus driver, to personal driver to Mandy and her 5 friends. From age 9 when we met, through to later teens when and how my dream girls became my personal toys.
Paul is so bored of his current clients that when an amazing opportunity fell into his lap he took full advantage.
After introducing his neighbor Candy to the world of sex, she brings her friend Tasha to Henry for the same lessons.
Train Ride
The alarm sounded to get me out of bed to face another day, not that I needed it I was already awake and getting ready to head off to work after being woken by my daughter Sophia practising her piano. I did not mind, she was a great kid and she had a real talent on the piano. I heard Lina, my wife of 10 years preparing breakfast in the kitchen as I rose and made my way into the shower. Some may have called my life humdrum but I was happy with my routine and more than content with my life. I was an executive in a large toy company with a gorgeous wife and a very smart daughter waiting for me when I got home every night from work.
I hurried downstairs and grabbed the sandwich Lina had prepared on my way out of the house.
âHeyâ Lina called
âWhereâs my kiss?â
I turned and pulled her tiny frame up against me and kissed her hard on the lips, turned and hurried for the door.
âIf I get caught by Mrs Sarno itâs your faultâ I yelled as I closed the door behind me. Laughing to myself I turned and ran down the stairs only to see Mrs Sarno standing at her gate waiting for me. I cussed under my breath and then greeted her.
âGood morning Mrs Sarnoâ
âWell hello dear boyâ she replied âit looks like the late train for you this morning Belloâ
The dear old woman did not realise how much I resented that frequent statement of hers. You see there was the 7:45 train that was an express from my station to the city with only 2 stops on the way that took 15 minutes to get to work. If I missed this train the next was at 8 and stopped all stations taking 45 minutes to get to work, standing up and getting me there just in time to start work with no coffee or time to relax before I started. Sure the 7:45 got me there to early but I didnât mind catching up with work mates over a coffee after having a comfortable trip into work but on average this happened once or twice a week if lucky and I owed it all to Mrs Sarno. She had made a habit of catching me nearly every morning for two years since we moved in to tell me all manner of stories. I didnât have the heart to tell her she was making me late and keep moving and so most of my days began in a rush.
After hearing all about her eldest sons visit in the coming fall and all the plans they had made I ran to see if I could still make the 7:45. As I flew down the subway stairs I was just in time to see the 7:45 speeding off into the distance. I couldnât help but cuss and take a seat to catch my breath for a couple of minutes before taking my place on the front of the platform with the slim chance that front position may get me a seat for my 45 minute trip.
The train arrived and I moved effortlessly into the carriage being pushed by the crowd more or less. As suspected I did not manage to be rewarded with a seat for the trip and so grabbed the overhead rail and tried to come up with a topic to occupy my mind until I arrived in the city. I closed my eyes and thought about the upcoming holidays and the snow trip I had organised for my two beautiful girls. I had to be careful that the trains rocking and swaying did not put me to sleep as I planned the trip in my head.
It was just after the trainâs second stop that i became aware of something pressing into the front of my pants. I was used to being squashed in between strangers and also quite accustomed to otherwise awkward situations being the norm on these trips into work as there was a severe lack of space and nothing anyone could do about it. No one seemed to care much as they understood the situation and usually I did too. However this was different. I distinctly felt a fingertip running along the length of my penis on top of my trousers and then tracing it again before squeezing the now slightly firm tip between a finger and thumb.
I looked down but being a tall man of 6â5 could only see the tops of heads. I could not even put my arms down as I had a head nestled firmly under each armpit and was that tightly packed amongst the crowd that I was temporarily powerless do anything about the situation. I began to panic. What should I do? Who was doing this? What were they thinking? I was a happily married man who had always been faithful to my wife and now someone other than her was groping at my genitals. My body began to betray me as the rubbing continued and then to my disbelief I felt my trousers being unzipped and my penis bobbed out of my pants into the cool air. I felt my eyes bug out of my head and my heart began to race. I struggled to move away, to escape but to no avail. Then in one paralysing move I felt the now swollen head of my penis slip into the warmth of my assailantâs mouth. I closed my eyes and dropped my head so as to not make a spectacle of myself.
My head raced with thought after thought. Who was doing this? Was it someone I knew? Was it a young person or old? Was it even a female? What if it was not? Was the guy that was looking at me from in front of the door two 5 metres away aware of what was happening? Was the fact that somewhere deep inside I was enjoying this indication that I was gay?
My assailant moved clumsily licking and sucking my rebellious member as it grew to full erection. I hoped and prayed that it was not a male mouth wrapped around my throbbing knob. I hoped it was a lady, a beautiful lady. Perhaps a supermodel that was longing for a sexual encounter that was out of the public eye so to speak. What was I thinking? I was trying to make this betrayal of my marriage vows acceptable. I was enjoying being fellated by a complete stranger, what kind of monster did this make me?
I pressed my eyelids down harder and tried to imagine that it was my wife with her mouth around my cock head. Sure it was, I mean it was our anniversary in 3 weeks and this was her present. Never mind that I had left her less than quarter of an hour ago in our kitchen and she had no way possible of making the train before me to set this up.
A delicate little hand massaged my balls as the mouth now began sliding up and down my length, exploring my genitals. Gently touching and teasing it and then become bolder with every move.
It felt fantastic then horrible then marvellous then perverted. I was experiencing a once in a lifetime encounter that others only dream of but at the same time betraying my wife and family, betraying even myself if I admitted to even an ounce of pleasure from this attack.
It seemed to go on for hours as my assault continued. Panic and guilt gave way more and more to pleasure as my assailant grew bolder and more skilful in their assault on my trembling shaft. I felt a pair of small hands on my buttocks as my abuser increased their intake of my penis and pulled me into their mouth. I bottomed out in their throat but they continued to thrust my cock in and out of their hungry mouth. I could not help but make comparison with my wifeâs oral skill and was ashamed to admit that my attacker would be my preferred fellator if ever faced with the ridiculous choice.
My attacker increased the intensity of their assault stroking my shaft vigorously at the same time as sucking ferociously, hungrily on my throbbing cock head. Defenceless my body gave way and my treacherous cock exploded in my assailantâs mouth. Temporarily I thought that this was at least some payback for the disorder they had brought upon my life until I realised it was more reward than punishment as they sucked and swallowed every drop of my seed down their hungry mouth.
Had I let go of the overhead rail I would have collapsed in a heap over the crowd. Just then I faintly acknowledged the name of my station being announced over the speaker. My assailant had returned my disloyal member to its place within my trousers and now I would find out who the perpetrator of this unwanted attack was. As the crowd poured out of the carriage doors I looked down and then left followed by right but my desperate search revealed no clue as to who my attacker had been. There were many suspects but in reality everyone I laid eyes on could have been a suspect.
It could have been the beautiful blonde that no doubt was a model or if not could be if she wished or it could be the young man with the impeccably matched attire that had been lost to his my vision as soon as the ride had started. For all I knew it could have been the old Italian Lady that hurried away from the carriage looking back over her shoulder frequently as she left.
I sat on a chair in the subway trying to come to grips with the events of the last half an hour. I tried hard to convince myself that it was all a bad dream the more I tried the more it seemed like a dream come true.
All day I struggled foolishly to get work done with no avail. A million thoughts raced through my mind. Should I go to the police? What would I tell them? Would they believe me? Why would they? Had I done something to somebody to encourage this attack? Was it after all a loving yet perverted gift from my wife?
Over the next few weeks I got no answers and my questions became overpowering. I frequently thought that I must have been attacked by an experimenting youth or a lonely housewife and that it was a closed chapter. I wanted to believe that it was my wife but after more and more snooping that option became more and more unlikely. Part of me wanted to know who and why so I could place myself in their path of attack again and feel the soothing warmth of their lips upon my aching cock once more.
I chose not to go to the police and had all convinced myself that it was a one off event when it happened a second time.
I was late like the first time but had managed to get a seat. I sat between two old ladies with both of their husbandâs big old asses in my face wishing I had not got a seat and doing my best to breathe. The train ride started and then stopped just as suddenly throwing everyone on the train forward with a jolt. As the train was so packed there was not much of an impact I imagine however I myself was thrown onto my knees on the floor. When I went to return to my chair someone had stolen my seat.
I was livid, I could not move and so would have to remain on my knees for 45 minutes until we arrived in the city and I had banged myself up against someoneâs knees in the fall. The train started and I did my best to get m ore comfortable when all of a sudden a hand gripped the back of my head.
âWhat the……â I murmured as my head was drawn toward the knees that had been the cause of my throbbing headache.
Is my head drew near the knees parted and my face was drawn deeper and deeper in between the parting thighs until my face was hard up against this strangerâs pussy. Once more I struggled to free my hands and brake free but I was trapped by the crowd.
It was question time again. Was this the same attacker? Why would someone wear no underwear on the train? Was this person stalking me? What had I done to them?
My thoughts went back to the first encounter. I had struggled unsuccessfully and had missed some of the thrill this situation had to offer. I began to look at the situation from a different angle. If this was in fact my wife I owed it to her to satisfy her to the best of my ability and if not……….. Well I convinced myself that it was and dove in hungrily.
If this was my wife she had shaved since I had last seen her pussy. I could not see much but my attacker was soft and sweet smelling, she was clean and tasted delicious. She tasted of berries and was very small and tight. I knew it was not my wife now but chose to believe it was. I circled her lips clockwise and then back in the opposite direction with the tip of my tongue. My reward was nectar purer and sweeter than any I had ever known. I drank of it and then went in for more. I could tell that my assailant no matter how young or old was not use to the service I provided as she came easily again when I thrust my tongue in and out of her sopping wet slit. I sucked on her turgid clitoris and flicked it with my tongue bringing about her final orgasm before we reached the city.
As I clambered out from between her legs I caught a glimpse of a small tattoo on her ankle that was a heart with a name on it. I guessed it may be a friend or a relative that had passed away and tried to rise and see her face before she escaped but one of the fat assed Italian men got in my way and again my assailant escaped. But I had narrowed it down to a blonde airline stewardess obviously making her way to work, a nerdy looking college girl in a letterman jacket and a small woman with long silky black hair down to her backside with a hat on. They were all attractive in their own right but what was I doing? I was becoming more comfortable with this mystery mistress. I was becoming less of a victim and more of an adulterer.
At work all my thoughts were dominated by this mystery assailant, at home I grew more distant from my wife and daughter. I arrived late at work after taking an extra train ride hoping to bump into my mystery lover one more time. I was forced to take a couple of weeks off to sort out my affairs which I planned to do without my wifeâs knowledge. I caught trains all day and all night and got home later and later. I told my wife work had picked up but the extra hours would not be forever. My deceit was my obsession and my obsession was becoming my downfall. I wasnât eating but was drinking heavily. I had lost weight and looked like a wreck.
Then it happened as before, I was on the morning train that would normally take me to work. I was standing in the doorway surveying the crowd on board. There were many women that could have been my anonymous lover but none of them looked suspicious. The train moved off and I made sure my hands were above my head as was my practice these days. I did not want them to be pinned at my side. Although I was jammed tightly amongst other passengers I was sure I could not be trapped as before. There were only male passengers around me which frustrated me as I knew it meant nothing would happen today. The train reached the first of many stops and the doors opened. A few more sardines squeezed into the can and the doors closed tightly. This was the biggest crowd for a while and I was finding it hard to breathe. One of the men in front of me turned side on and his ass pressed against me, or so I thought.
Like the first time I felt a hand rubbing my cock through my trousers. My heart felt relief and my cock began to rise. My unknown lover freed my cock from my pants but who could it be? I looked about and realised that again my hands were trapped above my head and my assailant was not visible to me. This is what I told myself, this is what I believed. My cock was now resting on the soft smooth skin of a strangerâs ass. A hand grabbed and guided my cock between their cheeks. A silky smooth pair of pussy lips kissed the tip of my prick and hesitated. The train whistle blew and the train slowed suddenly at the next stop. Unexpectedly my attacker was impaled on my cock and her ass dropped as I felt her legs buckle and her body shudder. She composed herself and our bodies rocked back and forth in time with the movements of the train. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the ride. I filled my assailant with my seed once and then continued. I barely began to shrink before the thought of what was happening and the feeling combined made me rock hard again. My lover came many times and refused to stop pumping.
Then as quickly as it happened the doors flung open at the last stop before the city and she was gone. I quickly zipped up my pants and ran out of the carriage. I was just in time to see a familiar hat and long black hair disappear off the top of the escalator and tried to run but was stopped by the crowd. I went to wipe the sweat from my face but noticed the blood on my hands before quickly exiting into the first bathroom I came across. I cleaned myself up and then sat in a cubicle.
How old was this girl? Why me? This had gone far enough and would only end in disaster it thought. I decided to head home and tell my wife everything and then I would go to the police and report it to. I headed across the platform and caught the first train back home very shaky and scared. I had been a fool but it was over now. I even felt better as I neared my house and walked up the steps.
When I went inside no one was home so I went upstairs to clean up. I put on some washing then showered and went to put on some fresh clothes. As I walked past Sophieâs room I caught sight of something that sent a chill up my spine. I walked in and across the room and from under her bed I saw part of the same familiar hat. I pulled it out and attached to it was a long black silky wig. The tattooed ankle flashed in my mind only this time I could see what was written clearly. It read âDaddyâ. Om my god what had I done. I sat on the edge of her bed with my head in my hands but did not know she had come in until I smelt her………âberriesâ.
She walked across the room and pressed my confused and grief stricken face between her beautiful perky naked tits and said
âItâs ok Daddy, I will look after you. Everything will be fineâ
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I was just trying to do what the wife and her mother asked.
Authorâs 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, Iâm TantricâŚ). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.
Missy Brother and Dad (6)
….Josh was torn between having the hots for his mom and his sister. They both fucked really good. He liked his sisters being young at 14, and so taboo, and fucking his extremely horny mom now. He didnât think about his mom moving into the spare bedroom, that she would be right next to Missyâs room.
That night he went to Missyâs room first. She took his hand and laid him on his back. Pulling down his boxers and took them off. She had on a sexy blue nightie, with little tiny blue panties. She laid on top of him as they kissed and felt each other up. After having Jen lick her real good that afternoon,
Missy wanted more clit licking done on her. Josh eased her little panties down as she panted, getting so turned on. He felt her butt and ran his fingers down her little butt crackâŚShe moanedâŚas he fingered around her little back hole. She puckered her butt and moaned louderâŚâShhhhhâ..Josh said. Missy whispered, (âoh joshie!…you know how to make me so hot.â) Missy turned and stuck her little pussy in Joshâs face. He started licking her soft at first, he let her squirm for more. She pushed her clit firm into his tongue and then he started licking her clit, and slowly speeded up as she moaned and squirmed more,
…she uncontrollably started fucking his face and moaning in burstsâŚâohohohohohohohâ and pumping her pussy into his face harder..she moanedâŚ(âOh my God Joshie!â)âŚand locked her little body up and shook ..with a shaking squirming climax. Josh shot right in her warm mouth as she started swallowing it fast as she could, then what she loved to do best, taste his cum, over and over in her mouth.
They were spent…little spasms jolted them at timesâŚ.
(Mom swallowed hard, with her ear to the wall.)
…..Mom sat up in bed in a daze. She had just heard her son and daughter having glorious sex. Her mind went back and forth between being happy for them, and shock. But what could she say, she too was having sex with her own son too. Finally her head cleared and she began to grin. She thought, little Missy is feeling Josh just like mom, and it does feel good. She had heard of brothers fucking their sisters before, but nowâŚ.hers were. She wanted Josh bad, and Missy would just have to share with mom, and that was final. She was finally getting the hot sex she longed for and she was going to get it even if âŚ.they
âŚ.oh my godâŚboth fucked him together.
Her heart jumped at the words that just came out of her mouth. Her pussy jumped with a jolt of a hot tingle . She felt a warm wave of desire flow over her, just thinking about itâŚ
wowâŚher body liked that idea.
She paused…and let her self think of the pure excitement of having sex with her sonâŚ.and her daughter. She was already having sex with her son, now adding her sexy daughterâŚ..she got a hot feeling in her stomach. She felt her pussy getting soaking wet. She started picturing them all together.
She once had a an affair with another girl, that no one ever knew about. It happened in high school. Her best friend, Megan. They slept over. They talked about sex. They wondered what it would be like to have sex with a girl. Megan wanted to try it.
…..They turned out the lights. Meganâs folks were gone for the weekend. They started by just kissing at first. They liked that. Next they felt each others young tits, mom had the bigger ones. Megan got real excited feeling them. Mom got warm tingles in her nipples. Megan asked her if she could suck on them. Mom didnât answer, this was all so taboo, and the fear of being branded a âlesboâ. Megan just went ahead and raised her nightie up. Mom froze and just let Megan do what she wanted, loving the massive tingles she was getting.
….It was all coming back to her now. How hot that was
and she never forgot it, but kept it a deep dark secret in her mind. Now she let the thoughts of just how much hot pleasure it had really been to her.
…..Megan started sucking on her tits. She got new tingles she never had before. This was so very taboo, it made the pit of her stomach feel hot. She just lay there and let Megan do whatever she wanted, it felt so good. She remembers now, how she felt like a little sex slave, and liked the feeling. She wasnât doing anything taboo, Megan was, not her. Megan was breathing hard, and just reached down and felt her pussy hair. Mom secretly loved this, as her pussy had never been so wet. She said nothing, but Megan could tell by her squirms, she liked it. Megan pulled her panties off slowly, expecting Mom to stop her any second. Megan felt her pubic hair more. She ran the tip of her fingers along momâs young slit. She remembers she shivered and felt more wetness in her pussy as Megan pushed her fingers in further. They neither one said a word.
…..Mom was quivering inside her pussy now, steady. She just let Megan proceed. Megan opened momâs legs wide apart. She put her finger in deep and felt around, and pushed it in and out. Mom loved this and squirmed. Megan found her G spot, and massaged it. Mom moaned and raised her pussy high in the air. Now the Megan was really excited, and so was mom. Megan went under the covers and raised momâs legs at the knee. She opened her legs and pussy wide. Mom next felt Meganâs tongue licking around her clit. Mom jumped and moaned. Megan kept licking her clit till mom reached down, held her head tight against her pussy. Mom shook hard, and moaned out long and loud with a shuttering orgasm.
Mom shivered thinking about that event. Megan did this every time they slept over. Megan never ask mom to do it to her, but mom so wanted to do it to her.
She pictured licking Missyâs pussy, and got a jolt in her pussy, just thinking about it. Maybe this was going to work out hot for all of them. How would she started it.
She got an idea.
Sheâd make little Missy horny for mom.
She knew just how to do it.
Momâs can touch their daughters like no one else can, without anyone suspecting a thing. She decided to take advantage of that.
The next evening, mom had a talk with Missy in momâs room. They talked âgirlâ talk, giggled and talked low. Mom whispered, (âwhen was the last time we took a shower together?) She knew Missy loved this. Missyâs face lit up and said back: (âhow about tonight!â) Mom grinned and held up one finger to her lips, like it was a secret. Missy shivered at the thought. Mom had not seen much of Missyâs now 14 yr old body in a while. Missyâs tits were growing and so was her shape. She had a little pussy hair now. About 8pm they went and both put on their robes. They both waited till all was settled down in the house. Missy was excited and mom was triple that.
…..Missy couldnât remember the last time she saw her mom naked, but she always loved momâs big tits, hoping hers would grow that big. Whenever she hugged her mom, she always put her head on her momâs big tits and felt them with her head. Mom knew this, only to well.
At 8pm they went in and shouted they were showering now, letting Josh and dad know. The guys didnât think anything about it.
Mom and Missy went into the bathroom, mom locked the door. They grinned and watched each other take their robes off. Mom start to hyperventilate as she watched Missy drop her robe, Oh the site of little Missyâs body excited her. Her titâs had grown nicely, she had more waist and hips now. And that little patch of pubic hair looked like it was dying to be licked.
Mom dropped her robe. Missy for the very first time got tingles in her pussy from the site of momâs hot looking body. It shocked her. She saw her big tits, her nice curves and a full bush of pubic hair. Missy was getting a preview of what she hoped her body would be like. They both just smiled as they stood and looked at each other.
…..Running their eyes up and down their bodyâs. Mom started the shower and they stepped in. Mom couldnât wait to wash little Missy body. Memories of mom washing her came to Missyâs mind. Mom always started first with the soap. Missy stood with her eyes closed and let mom wash her. This time was different. Mom hands went slow, rubbing Missyâs body all over and she saved her tits and pussy for last. Missy noticed this and asked if she could wash mom some. Mom was weak in the legs and leaned against the shower wall, and closed her eyes now. Missy did the same to mom, but not washing her titâs or pussy. They both stood for a minuet and just looked at their soapy bodyâs. They both grinned and started rubbing each others soapy bodyâs. Mom was breathing fast and Missy too. They started doing each others tits.
…..They both got tingles and chill bumps, feeling each others warm tits. Missy had new feelings now, and got hot doing this. Mom was trying to compose herself and not suck on Missy tits like the wanted to. Missy just went ahead and started kissing her momâs tits. Mom jumped and held Missy head, just feeling her as she now sucked on momâs nipples. This was all new to Missy and she was ecstatic with the jitters. She never had an adult shower this way. She hoped her mom wouldnât stop her from the hot pleasure. Mom had never showered this way with another woman and her stomach shook inside. They continued squeezing each otherâs tits, and mom join in sucking Missy tits and sucking her little nipples. Missyâs hand drifted down toward mom bush. She was dying to feel the hair. Mom spread her legs indicating, go ahead. Now momâs trembling hand slid down to Missyâs little pussy. Missy jumped, and then spread her legs as well. They both got hotter and hotter as their hands felt new pussyâs.
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Just a little holiday surprise for my readers.
“Hi, Emily. It’s Matt.” … “Oh! Uh, Hi.” I hadn’t been with Matt for over a year. I used to babysit for the Rikers and Matt had taken my virginity one night when his wife was away. Our affair went on until I moved away to college. I was in my dorm room when the phone rang and it was him.
Didn’t know being in control would be so much fun
Dad helps with the annual school trip
This is a story about Charlie’s experience with her favorite professor.
Please read âGoing on Vacationâ pt 1 through 5
This story is about a real boy I know. Parts of this are true but most is fiction. This story mainly involves two boys an 11 y.o. and an 18 y.o. If you don’t like that then don’t read it and then flame in comments because to be honest I don’t care if the material offends you. On the other hand if you have suggestions, comments or just wanna chat please feel free to email me at [email protected]. Thanks and I hope you enjoy!
Enjoy. Sorry that I don’t know what actually techniques are used in a massage. I just guessed on that part.
Son becomes an accident actor in an erotic thriller starring his mom.