The red haired mom who always been sexually active with her husband now frustrated after her husband can no longer do the job. A year later when she reach a breaking point, she caught her son doing something unimaginable thing, that open the door to her sexual re awakening.
To put it simply, I screwed up. I had three weeks to give in a History Essay. I spent three weeks going out with my friends and getting smashed. But, by some eternal grace my History teacher had given me an extra week to get it done. And so, a week later, with my course work in my bag I headed for the History rooms.
I hate to admit it but I was actually quite nervous walking along the side of the school buildings up towards the history block.
I walked up the metal steps that led to the History rooms and turned right towards my teacher’s room.
I went to knock on the door but at the last moment I noticed the sign on the door that read, “Gone for Dinner.” I lowered my fist and was about to turn away when I heard voices from inside the room.
I thought that sir had just forgotten to remove the note so, taking a deep breath I stepped into the room.
The sight that greeted my eyes was not the one that I expected. If I had thought I was going to see my teacher talking to someone about work or something else I was sorely disappointed. In fact, my history teacher wasn’t in the room at all, but two of my friends were.
Two of my friends, Emily and Lee had been going out with each other for probably a week, outside school they’d done little more than hug and hold hands. So, when I walked in and found Lee’s pants around his ankles, with Emily’s lips wrapped around his cock, I was just a little bit surprised.
From where I was standing, all I could see was Emily, still fully clothed, with her head in Lee’s lap. I couldn’t actually see the oral action but I could see Lee’s pants around his ankles, so the connection was pretty easy to make.
I was stunned, literally. I couldn’t move for the spectacle in front of me. Emily had her back to me, and Lee’s eyes were closed, for the moment anyway. The second he looked up I’d be right in his line of sight. So, against my better judgement, I slipped inside the room, silently, and took cover behind a row of bookcases along the wall. The bookcases formed a kind of corridor so I could sneak up and down the room unseen.
I moved to about halfway along the bookcase corridor and gently lowered my bag to the floor as my eyes cemented themselves to the scene before me.
Emily’s small pink lips were wrapped lovingly around Lee’s four inch cock. Now don’t presume I’m an expert at guessing at people’s cocks because I’m not, it just happened that Lee’s cock (I guessed) was the same size as mine, which was just over the 4 inch mark.
Anyway, I watched as the voyeur inside of me was unleashed.
Emily’s loving lips rolled up and down lee’s cock and I swear I saw a bulge in her cheek at least twice as her tongue joined in the fun. Lee supported himself with his arms stretched out behind him, leaning on the table he was sat on. Emily was kneeling on the floor, her head just above his lap which had manoeuvred itself under her caring gaze.
Her light brown eyes were filled with joy as she moaned gently, Lee’s cock twitching in her mouth.
Lee groaned and muttered, “God, Em, I . . . I’m cumming!” Emily released her grip on his cock and leaned back as it shuddered and then, suddenly, cum was flowing out of its tip like a stream.
Despite his warning Emily had still managed to get a spot of cum on her cheek, and she giggled as Lee leaned over and scooped it off her cheek with a finger. Then Emily hand his hand gently and moved it slowly and spread his seed over her lips.
A second later her tongue was cleaning her lips of the white substance and she grinned as she swallowed.
Lee smiled as she stood and sat beside him, “You know,” she whispered, “You taste soo nice, but, you haven’t tried me yet . . .” Emily left the sentence hanging but Lee got the drift as he pulled his trousers up around his waist and they swapped positions.
Slowly, Lee lifted Emily’s skirt over her knees, up her thighs, and with one re assuring smile from Emily, up around her own waist, revealing a pair of light blue panties which had a dark patch slowly spreading across her crotch.
Lee moved his fingers up her legs, teasing gently as he traced his fingers along her thighs. His thumbs reached the waistband of her panties, and, delicately he pulled the intervening article away from his prize.
I don’t know whether she shaved yet, or whether she hadn’t grown any pubes yet, but whatever the reason her unveiled cunt was fabulously cute. The lips of her vagina only slightly open, letting a small flow of sweet smelling juices leak from within her. Her pubic mons was as smooth as a baby’s, or indeed her own bottom, and the simple view of a girl’s most private of areas was nearly enough to send me over the edge.
As it was, I had slackened my trousers enough to fit my hand in, and I was rapidly pumping away even before I had even seen her honey pot.
With only a few moments hesitation Lee leaned into his girlfriend’s cunt and, with his tongue extended, he pleasured her to an orgasm.
I couldn’t see the action but I could still vividly imagine his tongue lashing around in her cunt, slurping up juices and kissing her clitoris.
In less than a minute her body was shaking and even as my own climax hit me, Emily’s orgasm hit Lee, full force in the face.
I felt a tightening around my balls that warned me of the incoming cum and I bit my lip so my groans of pleasure wouldn’t escape my mouth. I felt the cum streaming up the main vein along my cock and I held in a laugh as my stream hit the label that declared this part of the bookcase, “Romance.”
After a few seconds of spluttering, Emily leaned in to passionately kiss Lee, and lick up her juices from his face. He looked up into her eyes and smiled as they finished cleaning each other off with tissues, and Emily began to re-dress herself.
Minutes later they left the room holding each others had with nothing to show their previous ten minutes action besides a contented smile on both their faces.
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Lynne awakens lying on a short bench, a ball gag in her mouth to keep her from crying out. Her arms hang down either side of her and are tightly secured to something beneath her. Her ass is on the edge of the bench at the other end, and she is securely belted to the bench around her waist. Her thighs are spread wide open and securely strapped down, leaving her unable to close them, and her lower legs dangle toward the floor, ankles also secured to supports. She can feel all this, feel the cold steel bench beneath her back, feel the way her hands and feet are tied, but she is unable to see anything because she is tightly blindfolded.
The effects of the anesthetic she was given wear off quickly, so that after being groggy just a few moments, she is conscious and alert. She has no idea how she was knocked out, or where she is, or how she got here. All she knows is that she is lying absolutely naked on a cold steel bench, securely tied down with her legs spread, fully exposed, and she can sense the presence of others in the room.
“Ah, I see she’s awake now,” a voice says, and Lynne hears a bang. “Shall we come to order, please?”
Lynne hears whispers of conversation, then chairs scraping as several people are seated. “Right,” the voice says after a few moments, when the room is finally quiet again. “We will begin with an inspection of the merchandise, each one of you in turn, in the order we have already determined by lottery. You will each have one minute to inspect the merchandise from the time you step up. Once you have all finished, we shall begin the auction. Now if you will line up in the order we determined by lottery, we shall proceed.”
There is a scuffling of chairs again, then footsteps as several people move to line up by Lynne’s feet. She squirms and tries to speak, aware her legs are spread wide for them to examine her, but the ball gag prevents her from making a sound other than a faint whimper.
Lynne feels a finger trace its way up the slit of her pussy, barely penetrating the lips, and she draws in a breath as it lightly strokes her clit. The finger reaches the top, then there are two fingers tracing their way back down, stroking either side of her nether lips. They meet at the bottom of her vagina, then she feels one fingertip trace its way across her perineum to her puckered asshole. It traces around her asshole, then the tip pushes against the center, trying gently to force its way inside. She gasps as it enters her, barely penetrating her sphincter, and is worked in and out a few times, gently.
“Time,” the voice calls out, and the finger is withdrawn from her ass, and she hears footsteps walking away. Another set of footsteps draws near, and this time there is no gentle stroking – she breathes in sharply as two fingers are shoved into her moist pussy, roughly, and probe her cunt mercilessly. A thumb harshly flicks her clit, once, twice, causing her to wince and gasp with pain each time.
“Time,” the voice calls out again.
Several others take their turn examining her, each in their own way. Most spend time fingering her slit, which grows wetter and wetter with each touch, despite her fear and confusion over what’s happening to her. A few more probe her ass, slipping their fingers in and out of that puckered pink hole, and a couple check out her breasts, rubbing them, pulling and pinching the nipples. After the first few, she tries to keep count, and finally believes there are at least 20 people who have each taken turns examining her by the time the last one pulls his fingers from her soaking wet snatch.
After the last one, there is a scuffle of chairs again as the participants are seated, and she hears a bang again as the auctioneer raps his gavel. “Gentlemen, you have each had an opportunity to inspect the merchandise,” he begins. “You can all see how wet her cunt is already with anticipation. The highest bid gets to choose his position in line, then the next highest chooses his position, and so on down to the lowest bid. Anyone who is unhappy with their position may drop out, but the bid stands and must be paid. Any questions?” There were none. “Then we shall start the bidding at one dollar.”
There is a flurry of activity as the auctioneer calls out increasing amounts, and the bidders silently make their bids, never saying a word. Lynne lays there, knowing she is about to be gang fucked by this group of men, her pussy growing wetter with anticipation even as she fights to overcome her fear. This is rape, this is something she never expected, and there is nothing she can do to stop it, yet somewhere inside she is almost looking forward to it, wanting it, her wet cunt tingling in anticipation of the pounding it is about to take.
The bidding stops at just over five thousand dollars, and her head spins that someone would pay that much just for the opportunity to fuck her. Then she remembers, it’s not just the winner who gets to fuck her, but all of them, each one now choosing his position in line according to his bid. She shudders again, afraid of what is about to happen, but almost craving it now, wanting her pussy stuffed with cock.
“Gentlemen, take your positions in line please,” the voice calls out. There is again the scraping and shuffling of chairs, and she hears the group walking toward her and forming around her. Her pussy is almost dripping now, her nether lips swollen with her desire.
There is no warning as the first cock is rammed deep into her cunt, and the first man fucks her furiously. His cock thrusts in and out of her, his balls slapping against her ass as he sinks his cock to the hilt with each vicious thrust. He pounds his cock into her relentlessly, and despite her revulsion at the idea that she is being raped, that this is but the first of a group of men who are going to use her, she feels her own orgasm begin to build involuntarily, her cunt reacting to the stimulation it is receiving.
Suddenly the man thrusts his cock deep inside her and stops, and Lynne knows instinctively he is cumming deep inside her pussy, pumping his sperm into her, his cock twitching and jerking as he dumps his load in her cunt. She wants him to continue fucking her, her own orgasm is building, but he does not; he simply empties his cum into her, then abruptly pulls his cock out and steps away, leaving her almost begging, were it not for the ball gag in her mouth, for him to finish the job.
Mercifully, moments later a second cock slips into her pussy, and another stranger begins fucking her, this one somewhat slower and more measured than the first. She tries to rock back against his cock with the rhythm of his strokes, but she is securely bound in place and powerless to do anything.
Suddenly the support under her head and neck is removed, allowing her head to hang down. Surprised, she feels the ball gag removed from her mouth, but before she can say anything a limp cock is pressed to her lips, then into her mouth. She can taste the cum, hers and the owner’s, on the shaft of the cock, and knows this is the man who just finished fucking her, making her suck his cock as the second man takes his turn at her pussy. The idea of taking a cock from both ends sends an involuntary thrill through her body, and her orgasm begins to build even faster.
Still, the second man cums inside her before she can reach a climax, though he continues to fuck her until his cock is drained of cum; when he finally pulls his cock out, she can feel the cum seeping out of her cunt. A third cock takes its place, again fucking her furiously, as if the owner can’t fuck her fast enough. The cock in her mouth is removed, just as it is beginning to stir and become erect again but still limp. It is shortly replaced with the cock that was just removed from her pussy, giving her just a taste of more cum as it is shoved into her mouth to be cleaned.
Lynne’s climax is building again as the third cock rams into her pussy, so hard and fast she thrills at the feel of it. Just as she approaches the edge, though, once again the owner cums inside her, still thrusting, his cum spurting into her as he tries to keep fucking her. His cock grows too limp to continue and slips out, trailing cum and her own pussy juice behind it, and leaving her right on the very edge of her orgasm, still not quite there.
As he moves out of the way, she imagines the next man taking his position between her legs and lining his cock up on her cunt, looking forward to finally getting some relief. The cock in her mouth is removed, again still limp, and the third takes its place for a cleaning, and yet she still hasn’t felt the next cock in her swollen cunt. She begins to suck the limp cock between her lips, wishing the next one would hurry up…
Then it comes, the next hard cock, spearing her in the ass with no warning as it is roughly shoved into that tight, pink, puckered hole. She tries to scream in pain and shock as her sphincter is suddenly stretched around his cock, but the cock filling her mouth prevents her from doing so, allowing only a muffled squeal to escape. Her ass feels as though it’s on fire as the fourth man shoves his cock into it, then mercifully stops as the entire length of his cock is buried in her ass. She begins to hope he will remove it, but after a few moments he begins to stroke it slowly in and out of her ass, more gently now. The initial shock and pain begin to fade, and after a few minutes she begins to find the sensation of having her ass filled with cock rather pleasant. The orgasm that had been building, forgotten with that first searing flash of pain when the cock entered her ass, now begins to build again as her ass is stimulated by the cock gliding in and out of it.
Again, however, she is left wanting when the man leans hard against her, burying his cock to the hilt in her ass and pumping his cum into her. After a few more tentative strokes, his cock becomes too limp to continue, and he lets it slip from her ass and moves aside for the next man, who slides his cock into her pussy and begins fucking her at a medium pace.
The limp cock is removed from her mouth again, and Lynne realizes suddenly that the next cock will be the one that was just removed from her ass. She feels it pressed against her lips, the cock head slick with cum, and she keeps her lips pressed together, her teeth clenched, determined not to take this one into her mouth. Suddenly she is slapped across the face, hard enough to sting but not hard enough to really hurt her, just as a reminder that she has no choice in the matter. She reluctantly opens her mouth and accepts the cock into it, tasting the cum along the shaft of it, and tasting her own ass for the first time. She licks and sucks it clean, just as she had all the others before, and the thought of how nasty it makes her feel to suck a cock fresh from her own ass speeds her own orgasm, along with the fresh cock stroking in and out of her pussy.
Lynne begins to cum herself at last, the release she’s craved, her orgasm coming in waves, each cresting a bit higher than the last. She hardly notices the changeover this time, as yet another cock takes its place in her cunt and her mouth is again filled with a wet, slick cock fresh from fucking her. The man pumping his cock in and out of her pussy senses her orgasm and fucks her hard and fast, building her orgasm to a peak, as she wantonly licks and sucks and gobbles at the cock in her mouth, wishing it would stay there long enough to recover its erection and give her a mouthful of cum.
She’s at the peak of her orgasm when the men again switch cocks in her cunt, and she’s driven over the edge as yet another cum-covered cock takes its place in her mouth. She greedily licks and sucks the cum off it, wishing for more, her pussy spasming now as her orgasm takes over. She is cumming almost continuously now, as one cock after another empties its load of cum into her throbbing, swollen pussy, then takes its place in her mouth. The cum is running from her pussy down across her perineum again, down over her ass, and another cock takes its place there, again stretching her sphincter, using the cum for lubricant as her ass is again violated. Used to it now, loving the feel of having her ass filled with cock, she continues to cum as her ass is reamed, then again filled with cum.
This time there is no hesitation as the spent cock from her ass is offered to her mouth; she sucks it in greedily, tasting her ass along with the slick cum on it, as another cock is rammed home into her ass.
Lynne loses all track of time, unsure now how long she’s been at it, and she’s lost count of the number of men. Most fuck her swollen, throbbing cunt, though several prefer to fuck her ass; some are slower and gentle, some take a medium approach, and some fuck her as hard and fast as they can. Her orgasm washes over her in waves, sometimes so intense she feels she is losing her mind, followed by a lull, then several smaller orgasms, building in intensity again.
Finally a cock is drawn from her ass, the last one, and like all the others before it is given to her to clean with her mouth and tongue. No one is fucking her now, and since this is the last cock, she hopes she will be allowed to suck it until it is hard again, and get a mouthful of cum, but once again, it is taken from her while it is still limp.
The entire time, none of the men has touched her with anything other than their cocks, except for the initial inspection and the one slap when she tried to refuse to suck the first cock that had fucked her ass. Her cunt and ass are both dripping cum now, and her inner thighs are slick with it. She feels like a filthy whore, more so because she was actually enjoying what amounted to rape, cumming over and over despite her revulsion at the idea of being taken by force. Still, she is thoroughly sated.
Lynne hears a door open, and the group shuffles back in, taking their places around her. After they are in place, she hears the door open again, and a skittering, clicking sound coming toward her on the concrete floor. She is still trying to place the sound when the head of a cock is placed against her lips and she instinctively opens her mouth to accept it, pleasantly surprised to find it is a nice hard cock this time. She begins to lick and suck it, looking forward at last to getting a mouthful of cum, when a wet nose touches her crotch, and she feels a long, wet tongue lap her pussy.
Oh my God! She thinks to herself as she realize it is a dog, they are letting a dog lick her pussy. Oh God, oh fuck! Her mind screams as she tries to wriggle away, but she is tied down too securely. She tries to scream again, to yell no, but the person standing above her places one hand on either side of her head and shoves his cock deep into her mouth, into her throat, stifling any scream.
The dog licks her pussy, her inner thighs, even her ass, his long tongue lapping up any cum he finds, then finally burying itself in her pussy, trying to lick the cum from there. Suddenly he stops licking, and she hears his nails scrabbling on the concrete floor, then his weight drops across her thighs and belly. Again her mind screams no as she feels him starting to hump toward her, trying to find her cunt with his cock. After several thrusts that miss the target, the tip of his cock finds Lynne’s pussy, and he rams his cock home, as deep into her cunt as it will go. She again tries to scream out loud as his cock enters her snatch, but again the scream is blocked by the cock that is being thrust in and out of her mouth and down her throat.
Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God is all that goes through her mind as the dog shoves his cock deep inside her, humping hard as he can to get it all in. The bulb at the base of his cock, his knot, slips inside her pussy lips and expands as he humps her, finally so large it is stuck inside her and he can’t pull out, tying the two of them together. The man at her head continues to fuck her mouth and throat as the dog continues to hump, trying to free himself, his cum continuously seeping inside her pussy now. The hot dog cum, warmer than a human’s, and his continued humping as he tries to free himself, and the feel of his knot stretching her pussy lips, all combine to give she a most pleasant feeling, despite her revulsion at the fact that it is a dog fucking her now.
He humps and strains for half an hour, filling her with his cum, as three of the men take their turns fucking her mouth and throat. The first pulls his cock back a bit as he cums, allowing her to take the full load in her mouth, on her tongue, and get the taste of cum she had craved so much earlier, but she is now so focused on the dog fucking her that she lets the cum dribble from her mouth without swallowing. The second cums deep inside her mouth, firing his hot sticky cum down her throat, while the third pulls his cock out and cums on her mouth and face.
Finally the dog’s knot has reduced enough to allow him to pull out of her, and he begins to lick her pussy, an instinct on his part. After a few licks he is removed and replaced with another dog, and soon Lynne has been mounted a second time, as another dog cock finds its mark in her well-used cunt. Soon he too is tied with her, humping and fucking his cum into her, and as she continues to suck cock, the continued filling and pounding of her pussy causes her to begin to cum again, an involuntary reaction to the sensations she is feeling as her cunt is pounded mercilessly.
She loses track again of the number of cocks she has sucked as her twat is relentlessly fucked by the dog, his knot stretching and staining against her pussy lips as he fills her with his cum. Once again she is cumming almost continuously, gleefully sucking the cocks provided to her, taking the men’s cum down her throat, in her mouth, on her face, wherever they care to fire their load.
Again the dog’s knot reduces and he is able to slip out of her pussy, cum almost gushing out behind it as it slips out. Once again he is removed and replaced with another dog, which licks her swollen pussy lips only twice before mounting her, thrusting his hips at her, the tip of his cock finally slipping into her pussy, followed by the rest of it as he rams it home. Moments later his knot is locked inside her, and she are off for another long fucking with her third dog in a row.
The dogs last from half an hour to forty five minutes each, constantly humping and bucking as they fill her hole with their cum. Lynne sucks cock after cock, completely losing count, simply taking them as they come, all her concentration, all her attention, on the sensations she is feeling in her cunt now as it is stretched and filled with hot dog cum, as the feeling drives she her over the edge over and over, until she wonders if she will ever stop cumming.
After the sixth dog is led away, there are no more, and the man who is feeding his cock to her releases his load of cum into her mouth and removes his cock from between her lips. Her face is covered in cum, her hair matted with it, and dog cum runs freely out of her pussy and over her ass, and is smeared all over her thighs. Her jaws ache from sucking cock, her arms and legs are cramped from being tied down so long, and her pussy lips are stretched and swollen, her clit tender and sore to the touch. She is spent, and relieved that it all seems to be over.
She listens but can hear only one person in the room with her, and he walks over and lifts her head up, placing the support back beneath it to ease the strain on her neck. After he does, she feels him kiss her full on the lips, the tip of his tongue running around her lips, her face, tasting some of the cum there. He steps away for a moment, then returns, and she feels him swab her arm, then a sharp prick. She hears him walk away a few steps, drop the syringe into a trash can, then walk back towards her. She tries to speak, to ask if it is over, but can only manage a dry croak, her consciousness fading fast. Her last memory before she passes out is feeling him kneel between her thighs and begin to gently lick and kiss her pussy…
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Lynne awakens in her car in the parking lot of the bar, the last place she remembers being before she awoke tied to the bench. Again the aftereffect of the anesthetic lasts only a few seconds, and as she regains her senses, she focuses on the sign above the bar entrance: Hound Dawgs. She can’t quite believe it all happened, and she has no memory of being hosed off and dressed before she was dumped back in her car in the parking lot. The signs are here, though; her pussy is still stretched and just a bit sore, her ass is still a bit tender, her jaw still aches dully. As she looks at herself in the mirror, she notices something else – she is wearing a collar, a very nice polished black leather collar with small chrome studs, and a silver nameplate. She finds the buckle and removes the collar, turning it to read the nameplate. There is but one word engraved there – Bitch.
She puts the collar back on, fastens the buckle, and gets her purse off the seat beside her. She gets out of the car and locks it, then walks boldly through the front door of the bar, determined to confront – who? She has no idea who drugged her, didn’t see any faces, has no idea who any of the men who took advantage of her might be. Still, she has a seat at the bar and looks around, waiting for the bartender to come take her drink order.
In a dimly lit back booth, she can see two young ladies with their dates, but something about them catches her eye. She looks closer to be sure, and see that both the young women are wearing collars identical to hers. What the fuck, she thinks to herself, then she sees that there is a third young woman with the group, sandwiched between the two men. She had almost missed seeing her in the darkness, and squints her eyes for a closer look. This one is not wearing a collar, and she appears to be completely drunk, close to passing out, as the group rises to leave. The two men take up places on either side of her to help her stand, and the two collared young women lead the way as the group leaves the booth.
Instead of heading for the front door, though, the group turns down a narrow, dimly lit hallway, pauses before a heavy door, and moments later the door swings open to allow them to pass. She barely gets a glimpse of a brightly lit room with a concrete floor beyond the door.
“What can I get you, Miss?” She recognize the voice, and turns back around to see the bartender standing there, waiting to take her drink order. She’s never seen the face, but she knows the voice, the only voice she heard while she was in the room, the auctioneer. As she watches, he licks his lips, slowly, his eyes locked with hers.
“No-nothing,” Lynne stammers, and realizes her pussy, though still aching from the stretching it had taken, is suddenly very wet. She almost pity the young woman who seems to be drunk, but a part of her envies her as well as she gets up to leave, knowing she will be back.
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The beginning of this is actually true but the rest is fantasy
The Frat Party
Part 1
My name is Candice and I am from a small town in Texas. We have a great college here with some of the hottest men and women in attendance. Which for me is a dual attraction that is nice for an uninhibited spirit such as myself. I love just walking around the campus and checking out the hot guys and amazing women.
On one such day I ran into a guy that is in one of my classes and he came over to chat. Through out the conversation I noticed him staring down my tight v-neck t-shirt. I can’t blame him for that seeing that the neck of the T gave a great view of my cleavage. He was mesmerized by my breast and it was making me a little Froggy being that I could see how much he was into them. At the end of our little chat, or his gawking episode, he asked me to come over to a frat party that Friday night. I agreed and that was the end of his little show.
As the night of the party showed up I asked one of my girlfriends to come with me and she agreed. That night I wore a nice little black cat suit with a skimpy little tight thigh high skirt. My girlfriend thought it way to risky being that you could easily see my breasts. I said they are covered…sort of, and walked out the door with an evil smile on my face.
When we got out of the car and started for the frat house I decided then and there I was going to really enjoy myself tonight. We walked in the house and it was all ready hot as hell in there. I went straight for the beer garden and grabbed a few drinks for me and Melissa, that’s my girlfriend. When I got to the garden I saw the guy that invited me to the party. He was talking to a few of his friends and when he saw my tits walking up to him only being held by some flimsy lingerie he nearly fell over. I handed him a beer and patted him on the cheek as my greeting and then turned around and walked back inside and started dancing.
Melissa and I danced a lot that night and with every damn guy in the house. Every single guy there was entranced by my outfit, or probably my tits, but I credit the outfit. As usual this party was way overbalanced probably 3 to 1 guys to girls, which was fine with me. I was enjoying the attention. Melissa said that the outfit was a big hit and she said she wished she had something that compared. We danced and danced stopping only to refuel on beer or shots then right back to the dance floor.
I probably got 30 numbers of some really hot guys, and I had every intention of calling and meeting every single one of them. During one of the more Latin heavy songs I got into a very hot spot with a guy. We danced very dirty. First it started out with quick touches of my hand to his crotch or his hands gently running over my breast. It was amazing to feel his touch through the lace of my outfit and my nipples responded to the attention. We got even heavier into the dance and I would grind my damp pussy on his thigh. He knew I was wet because he smiled when he felt the damp warm juice through his pants. I would also turn around and press my ass into his crotch and I could feel his cock was rock hard. And a nice rock hard cock he had at that. After the dance I was burning up so much you could have melted ice on my skin. I told him that I was going to find a restroom and try to cool down.
I went up the stairs and looked in the first door I came to and to my surprise Melissa was on her knees taking a black guys cock down her throat. Melissa loves giving head to anyone that invites the pleasure. That’s one of the reasons she and I are such good friends. I stood there and watched her work the meat in her mouth for a few minutes, she looked to be having fun so I smiled and closed the door. The next door was the restroom and so I went in and closed the door behind me. The dancing and seeing Melissa taking that nice cock had put me over the top. As soon as the door was closed I immediately began to shed the black mini. As it slid down my legs I pulled my panties from my crotch through my cat suit cock opening. I placed my finger in my mouth and then slowly began to suck my finger. I then took the finger out of my mouth and sat on the side of the tub and began to massage my swollen clit. I rubbed my clit gently up and down, and back and forth. I started to breathe heavily and I could feel the sweat roll between my breasts. Soon I had two fingers in my cunt and was rubbing my g spot and massaging my clit with my other hand. I was really getting hot and my pussy was soaking wet. I closed my eyes and felt a moan rattle from my throat.
In the heat of my self provided pleasure I didn’t even hear the door open to the bathroom. My hot dancing partner was standing in front of me and asked me if I needed a hand. His voice jarred me to attention. As I looked up to him I noticed he was just closing the door and in the hall. There were a bunch of guys who were waiting to get into the restroom, their jaws practically to the floor. I smiled to my guest and said I would love to have at least a hand. He quickly closed the door behind him. He got on his knees and approached me; all the while I was still fingering my cunt. You could hear my fingers squish from the hot moisture that I had released. He leaned into me and kissed me so passionately that I immediately began to suck his tongue as he forced it into my mouth. We kissed for what seemed an eternity as he rubbed my now swollen nipples between his fingers. He took his left hand away from my breast and grabbed my massaging hand. He pulled his tongue from my mouth and said that I should massage this, while placing my free hand on his crotch. He then placed his thumb in my mouth and I ran my tongue slowly over his big appendage. After I thoroughly massaged his thumb with my tongue he pulled it from my mouth and began to rub it on my swollen clit. I exhaled a heavy and loud moan as his thumb rubbed my button against me. It felt so good that I began to quicken my rubbing of my spot inside my pussy. I was getting so wet and he knew it. He took his thumb and offered me a taste of my love juices. I told him that it was his pleasure through husky and heavy moans. He began to suck his thumb and closed his eyes as he savored my sweet taste.
All this time I had been rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. He was at least seven inches long and very hard. I unbuckled his belt with my free hand, after a little work of course, not wanting to deny myself the pleasure of my own fingers. I told him to finger my pussy so that I could have better access to his pants. He dutifully rubbed my clit as he slowly slid one finger then two into my hole. I was so wet that he slid in with ease. I then had both hands free to release his carrot. I brought my legs up and hooked my big toe on his pants waist. With one flex I pulled his pants to his knees. He then straightened his body up and I refrained from rubbing his cock through his shorts long enough to pull them down to his pants. He was still fingering my pussy and he said it was time for a better taste. He moved his body in a way that I could not caress his cock and I frowned. My disappointment was soon replaced by the feeling of his hot wet tongue on my pussy lips. I immediately grabbed his head and let out another heavy moan. He slowly ran his tongue all over my pussy and I could feel my temperature rising higher and higher. While running his tongue over my clit he inserted a third finger and began to stretch my pussy wider and wider with each movement of his hand. It was so hot in the little bathroom that sweat was pouring off of me. I began to feel light headed and I then cam as he was flicking my clit with his tongue. I let out a scream so loud that I am sure it was over the noise of the party. I began to thrust my hips into this guys’ mouth. I reached over to the tub faucet and turned on the water then the shower. Since I was sitting on the side of the tub and leaning against the wall of the tub the freezing water splashed my stomach. The sensation caused another orgasm. After my dance partner licked most of my juices he moved so that I could get into the shower. So I just sat down in the tub and grabbed the towel that was on the rack. I evened out the temp of the water to something less intrusive and scooted back closer to the back of the tub. I then placed the towel on the bottom of the tub so that I could have a cushion for my knees for the next leg of our activities.
My friend then shucked his clothes then stepped into the shower and turned towards me. As he turned I immediately took his cock into my hand and began to caress him. I looked up at him and smiled and then licked his cock head slowly with my tongue. I love the taste of cum and I savored his salty precum taste as I began to jack his hard on. He was not the biggest I had ever had but at that point in time I wasn’t concerned because he was the one that was there at the moment. I licked his cock head a few more times and then I began to run my tongue along his length. He was so fucking hard I could feel the veins in his carrot with my tongue. After a few runs with my tongue along his cock I lifted his cock so that I could gain a better approach to his balls. As I ran my tongue over his swollen balls he let out a moan. He began to tell me I was the hottest bitch at the party but he stuttered most of that as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth. He began to moan as I massaged his nut with my tongue and the top of my mouth. I switched to the other acorn and did the same, all the while slowly stroking his seven inches. After a few moments of sucking and massaging his balls he was breathing very heavily. I then pulled away and asked him how he liked his balls being washed by my tongue. He pulled me up to him and we kissed for a few minutes. I wanted to suck that cock but this guy began rubbing my pussy lips again. I moaned and grabbed his cock and stroked him to make sure that he was good and hard when I continued. After a bit of him rubbing my clit I began getting hot and wet. I then pulled from him and knelt in front of his cock taking it immediately into my mouth. I began to roll my tongue over the top of his head and I felt him twitch. I love sucking cock and I knew I had hit his weakness. I slowly took him further and further. Soon I had him to the hilt and I could feel him moving his cock in my throat. As I pulled off of him and I could feel him sliding from my mouth and I forced his cock to the top of my mouth with my tongue. I ran his length with my tongue rubbing the main vein on the bottom of his shaft. When his head reached my lips I gently placed my teeth on his hood so that I barely touched it. I then began to quickly bob on his head while stimulating his hood with my teeth and massaging his shaft with my tongue. With this he quit breathing hard and I knew I was going to bring his juice. But I didn’t want it…yet. I stopped manipulating his weakness and quickly took him down my throat. I did this until he began moaning again then I went after his weakness. I switched between treatments with my mouth for the next ten minutes; occasionally taking a break from massaging his balls with my hands to massage them with my mouth. After a thorough treatment and satisfied with my performance I stood up and we kissed passionately for a few minutes. His hand quickly found my crotch and soon had me wet and hot and ready.
I pulled from him and he started to say something but I stopped him with my finger. I then turned to where I had my back to him. He was not small but not big so I wanted to feel every inch of him. I the placed my hands on the wall where the shower head was and the water from the spout was washing over my back and running down my ass and legs. I arched my back while pushing my ass out giving a good view of my treat. I reached down and made sure the opening in my cat suit would allow him to have access to me. He stepped up to me and placed one hand on my hip while with the other he took his cock and rubbed his head against my wet pussy. He did this a little more then I cared for and I told him that he better fuck me and do it good or I would go find someone that knew what to do. He smiled at me and then slid his cock into my hot pussy. His length felt so good to me that I flinched my ass hole causing my pussy to contract on his hard cock. He soon was in me to the hilt and he slowly began to pull out of me. I raised my upper body and arched back and turned to him for a kiss. I forced his cock back into me liking the way it felt with him in my tunnel. He brought his hands to my breasts and rubbed my nipples through the lace. I flexed a few more times on his cock then placed my hands back on the wall. He slowly pulled out of me and then when nearly exposing my vacant pussy he slid back into me. I moaned and began to push against him. Soon the rhythm increased and he had a constant motion in and out of me and I pushing back against him. He began to increase his speed and soon was pounding me like I wanted him to. I love the feel of a nice cock in me when I am letting a man fuck me from behind. My pleasure got the best of me and I moaned for my partner to fuck me harder. He began pounding my pussy while I slammed back into him. He had both hands on my hips and was pounding my hole for all he had. I felt his hands tense up and I told him to tell me before he cam. A grunt was my acknowledgement. After a few more minutes of his cock slamming into me he pulled out. I knew I needed to get to him quick. Immediately I was jacking him and kneeling in front of him. He wasn’t quiet there yet so I sucked my pussy juice off of him and deep throated him a few times. Soon I felt a spurt in my mouth and I eagerly swallowed the first of his juice. I pulled off of his member and jacked the rest of his cum on my face and my chest. I then took him into my mouth and cleaned him until he was limp.
I stood up and kissed him deeply and thanked him for the dance. He found a dry towel and while I removed his jiz from my face and chest with my fingers and then savored his taste, he toweled himself off. I then cooled myself off in the water and the dried myself as he dressed. He opened the door and I noticed we had a crowd outside. He closed the door as he left and I finished drying and put my mini back on. I wanted another beer and to dance some more. I opened the door and smiled at the guys that were looking me over. I ran my fingers through my shoulder length hair quickly and gave it that just got fucked look. Then I started downstairs to get another drink. One of the frat boys asked what about their turn. I told him that I wanted to dance and drink but maybe later as I walked down the stairs.
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Mom becomes property
This is the outcome of the poker party story, please let me know if I should continue it.
Joann read the note three time’s, they have video of the game oh my god!
Mom last night was great, I gave Juan the video to take home and edit. We have baseball practice but should be home by 3. Please have something sexy on as Juan and Bill need to bust a couple of nuts before they go home. It was signed Jimmy.
She sat having a cup of coffee thinking about this, she certainly had a great sexual experience last night. Young men can stay hard forever and cum in quarts, but one of them was her son and they had it on video. If anyone ever saw the video she was ruined and could possibly go to jail. Then what about her husband, what a dilemma.
She went to her bathroom and soaked in the tub for an hour, she felt fresh and clean when she got out. Not to mention she had the glow of a really well fucked women. She picked up her phone and sent Jimmy a text, Jim pleases call me as soon as you can, be alone so we can talk mom. It took about 10 minutes for her cell to ring. It was Jimmy.
“Jimmy I read the note frankly this afternoon is not a great time for me, your father will be calling to let us know when he’ll be home and”. He cut in “mom you told the guys any time they need their nut sacks emptied let you know”.
“They can’t come over this afternoon I need get stuff done for when your dad gets home. How about later this evening, you guys can play cards”. She though about it for a second, “yes tonight we’ll play cards and perhaps fuck”.
“Mom please wear something really sexy tonight under your cloths, ok”? She paused “you know Jim I may win tonight”. His response was whatever and he hung up.
Jim got home at 3 and went to his room to shower, while he was in the shower her phone rang. She looked at the number and realized it was Juan. She answered with a sexy “hello big guy”.
“Hi Joann your playing cards with us tonight right”?
“Sure am lover why”?
“Do you want me bring another pot stick”? Now she realized what that thing was. “Juan you know you guys shouldn’t be smoking pot in the garage, as long as Jim dad never finds out or for that matter smells it ok”.
“Great Jo we’ll see you about 7:30”, the line went dead. Ok I’ve got till 7:30 to work this out with Jim.
She knocked on Jimmy door and opened it slowly, he was standing their in his boxers looking at a text message he had just gotten. “Hi mom come in I’ll be done in a minute”. She stood there waiting, as he closed the phone he looked at her. “Mom tonight would wear the pink cheek hugger panties with the matching bra”? She was taken back for the minutes then responded “if that’s what you want sure”.
“Jim we have to talk, frankly the sex was wonderful but we’ve got to be practical”. Jim looked at her “What do you mean by practical”?
“Well for starters, not one of you used a rubber; do you realize I still could get pregnant”? “Then the fact you had the video camera going I’m just afraid the wrong people will see it”. “The fact that you and I are committing incest is another point”. Jim sat next to her on the bed, “mom I realize all you’ve said but from the general look about you, you need a good fucking and finally got it”. “I’m ok with the incest thing and frankly you give great blow jobs”. “Now I’ll call and get pizza for dinner go get sexed up for the game”.
Joann stood up and headed for the door, “another thing mister, when did you start smoking pot”? Jim giggled “about six months ago when the card games started”. “Now please go sex yourself up”.
Joann was in her bedroom, she put the outfit on he had requested, with black hells she really looked hot. Jim knocked on her door pizza’s here come and get it. She put on a robe and went to the kitchen to eat. Jim had poured her a glass of wine, she sat and started eating. The conversation turned towards tonight’s game. “Jimmy please don’t video the game tonight it makes me uncomfortable”.
“Its not completely my decision mom, Bill said he loves to watch you sucking cock as he tugs a load out”. She gave him a look of amazement, “doesn’t he have a girlfriend to do that”?
“He has a girlfriend but she’s not giving it up”. Joann just nodded and finished her pizza; she took the wine bottle and headed back to her room. At seven she walked into Jim’s room, she stopped in the doorway to let him get a good look.
She had chosen a pair of pink 4” heels with white spandex leggings which were way too tight; they revealed the camel toe plus the out of the panties. Her blouse was scoop neck which showed the entire top portion of her tits. “Jimmy honey do you think this outfit will make a few cocks hard”? He eyed her with his mouth open. “Wow mom you look smoken hot, as we say completely fuckable”. She wiggled her hips which caused her tits to bounce around, she turned to leave, as she walked out she wiggled her ass considerably more then necessary. She had just gotten back in her bedroom when Jim came in completely naked with a large hard on. “Mom that outfit make me nuts any chance I could get a blow job”? She smiled “honey I’d love to suck you cock but if I do we’ll be late for the game, besides we have plenty of time for blow jobs next week when you get home from school it will help you relax. I will promise you that before the night ends I will suck every drop of cum out of your nut sack, ok baby”? Jim knotted “now come over her”. She bent down and put the head of his cock in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it a couple of times and kissed it on the head. “You should get dressed the guys will be here soon”.
The guys were in the garage playing already, she thought she’s made an entrance around 7:45. As she was about to open the garage door the phone rang, it was Jim senior her husband. He was wrapping up the conference and would be home Sunday evening. She really didn’t care as she knew within the next couple of hours she was going to have great sex. The call went on for another five minutes before it ended.
She stepped into the garage, this time the garage door was only open about a foot. It was allowing smoke to escape but the blue cloud hung over the table. She approached and saw a fourth player, a guy named Chris. He was built like Juan they seemed to be friends except he was black. She gulped but approached the table and smiled “Hi guys”. They all just stared at her; finally Juan spoke “Joann you look extremely fuckable”. She smiled and wiggled her tits, “thank you I hoped you approve”. Now Juan spoke “Joann this is Chris my friend”.
“Hi Chris”
“Hi Joann”, She sat down at the table.
The first hand was played and Joann won. She smiled and took the slips “I guess you’re the looser Bill Saturday you’ll be mowing the lawn, right”? Bill smiled “I sure will”.
Juan looked at Joann, “Joann I’ve got to piss would you like to hold it for me”? She giggled “well I have to admit I wouldn’t mind if you asked me nicely”.
“Joann would you like to hold my cock for me while I piss”? She laughed “that’s better of course I would sweetie”. As they stood up Jimmy yelled “hey mom smile”. She turned to see all the guys taking pictures of her. The spandex pants showed the outline of her pussy so clearly that she was almost embarrassed. She turned and followed Juan into the house.
As they entered the bathroom Joann unzipped his fly and gently pulled out his cock, she aimed it at the bowl and he started peeing. She swirled his cock around like she was writing her name. After a few minutes he was finished. She wiped his cock off bent down and kissed the head. “Joann I much rather play with you then the guys”.
“I feel the same way but they are expecting us back soon”. He put his hand in his pocket and took out a small box. “I bought this for you”.
“What is it honey”?
“It’s a clit stimulator, it has a small battery and it has a remote”. She looked at the devise, “are you kidding that little thing will never stimulate me”.
“Well I love to try, ok with you”?
“Sure put it on and we’ll go back to the game”.
After a few minutes she had the clit stimulator on and they returned to the game. She took several hits on the pot stick and game began. She lost to Chris and he wanted her blouse off. She stood up removed it wiggled her tits for everyone and sat back down. She was feeling mellow from the wine and pot. Suddenly she felt a small zing in her pussy; Juan had turned the stimulator on slow. She wiggled around in her chair because the fact was it was making her very wet.
The game had stopped, Joann was sitting in her chair wiggling her ass and squeezing her pussy as the stimulator was doing a great job. Her nipples were hard as rocks, the guys were kidding her “Jo how’s your pussy feel”? Her breath was become a bit rapid, “I think I’m going to excuse myself, Juan would you come to my room with me”.
“Not so fast moms take off the spandex show everyone the outfit”. The guys all started clapping because as she stood up there was a sizable wet spot in her crotch. The spandex came off and the pink panties were very damp. The guys must have take 50 pictures of her like that, she again looked at Juan. “I’d like you to come with me now, please”. Juan looked at Chris come on guy were the first tonight”. She was wiggling her ass because every time she squeezed her pussy on the stimulator she had a mini orgasm. Once In her room she turned to Juan he handed the remote to Chris and nodded, he started kissing Joann, he put his tongue deep in her mouth. She felt the stimulator working faster she grabbed Juan’s shoulders pulling him close she told him “that thing is going to have me creaming in front of both of you, please I need a cock in their now”.
“Not till you cream Jo”. She looked into his eyes as the orgasm came bursting forth, all she could do was moan and cry it felt so wonderful.
Her breathing hadn’t slow down very much because the stimulator was still on Chris turned it off. Juan smiled at her “Jo take off your panties please”. She had them off in nothing flat Juan climbed between her legs then he rolled over on his back making her get on top. She was in ecstasy, his cock was big it felt wonderful going deep in her pussy; she was already wet so he had no trouble getting it in to the hilt quickly. The pot had relaxed her as she rocked on the big cock. Suddenly she felt a finger in her ass, it was well lubed and slid right in, and her big tits were swaying back and forth across his face. Frankly having a cock in her pussy and a finger in her ass wasn’t a bad feeling just different. Then without warning Chris plunged his cock deep in her ass, Juan grabbed her, he held her down close to him so Chris could get his cock in deep. As both cock seemed to bottom out she could feel the cocks rubbing together inside her. The feeling was like nothing she had ever felt it caused her to start orgasming in small blast almost constantly. She could feel their pace increase; she lost count of how many orgasms she had. Both guys stiffen at the same time. She felt cum being sprayed into her pussy then at the same moment a hot sensation deep in her bowels. She had the most violent orgasm she had ever had in her life.
The three of them lay there for several minutes catching their breath, finally Juan spoke. “Well Jo how does your pussy and ass feel now”?
“Baby I’m not sure what your two just did but I’m sure I’d like to do it again and very soon”. Chris laughed “ok but this time my cocks in your pussy”. Joann just sighed, “Anything you guys want, now lets get up there are other cocks that need to be sucked”.
“Joann put your panties on so we can get pictures of cum oozing out of both your holes”. She smiled “if that’s what my guys want it’s done”.
As they entered the den she saw the other three guys sitting drinking and talking. On the TV screen they had the video of Juan and Chris double fucking her, as she entered the room she heard herself orgasm. She blushed with a sly smile, “well I guess we all know I enjoy cumming and I’m quite vocal as well, now I see two cocks that look like they need blow jobs am I correct”?
By the time Joann had finished swallowing her second load of cum she was covered in it. She had cum on both tits; it was all over her face in her hair and on her hands. The taste and smell of fresh cum had made her horny again she gave Juan a sly smile. Juan looked around the room, “did you guys see her cream her panties with the stimulator”? Bill shot back “no we missed it you guys were giving her a double”. Juan gave thumbs up, “you guys want to see it”? They all responded in unison with a yes. Joann was sitting on the floor covered in cum before she had a chance to react Chris pulled the front of her panties down and applied the clit stimulator. He pulled the cum soaked panties back on her and Juan set the unit on low. Joann felt the small shocks deep in her pussy; she knew what was coming in a short while.
She sat there for a few seconds then she started to squirm as she was squeezing his pussy on the stimulator. Jim and Bill sat next to her so her hands were behind their backs. Chris came over and stood in front of her, he put his cock deep into her throat, Juan turned the stimulator to medium. She was moaning when she felt a bolt of lightning started from deep in her pussy, it erupted into a screaming orgasm. She felt her juices flowing, it was wonderful. The stimulator was turned off. Her panties were completely soaked. She smiled at Chris “I think its time we did another double don’t you”? Juan and Chris took her to her bedroom within ten minutes she had received a large deposit of cum in her pussy and ass. The next few hours were a sexual blur. She was fucked and sucked more dick the she ever though she would be able. Juan and Chris double penetrated her two more times. By midnight they had all left.
Jim came into her room; she was laying legs spread on her bed oozing cum. She had the most content look on her face. “Mom you ok”?
“Yes baby why”?
“Well we need to talk”. She put a couple of pillows under her head, “ok babe what’s up”. Jim seemed a little nervous finally he spoke, “mom Juan wants to claim you as his”.
“That’s sweet but your father may not approve”.
“Well that’s the point, they don’t care”. Her eyes were now fixed on Jimmy’s, “what does that mean exactly”? Jim took a deep breath and started to explain.
“First you get a tattoo above your pussy that reads Juan’s property”. She looked in amazement, “secondly he’ll be her whenever dad is out of town, both him and Chris”.
“Honey I could actually get use to some steady fucking, the tattoo thing is out what else”?
“Theirs no choice about the tattoo if you fight it you video will be all over the internet”.
“Oh shit I forgot about that”.
“They left the stimulator with me, when we know dad is leaving I’m to put it on you so you cream your jeans at least twice before they get here”.
“Don’t worry honey I’ll talk to Juan and Chris tomorrow and get this thing straight”. Jimmy gave her a funny look, “ok mom but just so you know there are two other moms who have gotten tattoos. One is Bill’s the other is mine.” She gave him a strange look, “you really made two women get tattoos saying there your property”?
“It was better then have there lives ruined with videos”.
Jimmy got up to go as he got to her door he turned, “if I were you I’d figure out how to hide the tattoo from dad”. He left her sitting in a pool of cold cum contemplating her new problem.
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Two high school sisters decide to seduce one of their boyfriends together
Grandpa helps Jackie seduce her dad
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This is a Fiction story. This is a story of pure fiction: Repeat THIS NEVER HAPPENED
My mind’s fog was shattered by the pain from throughout my body. It seemed as if every muscle was sore.
My arms, legs and neck ached from the position I’d been forced to remain in for hours the night before. My ass and pussy were raw and caked in cum from the dozen cocks that had repeatedly found pleasure in them Saturday night. My jaws even hurt when I groaned as I tried to move.
I lay still for several moments, afraid to encourage my body to torture me, and it was during this time that I realized that the only element of my life that was wrecked more badly than my physical self was my career.
After I’d fallen asleep in his bed, Andre Gregory – my boss and now, it seemed, my Master – had removed the posture collar and matching wrist and ankle cuffs from me, leaving me completely naked. When I finally tried to move off the bed, my legs gave and I whimpered as I crashed to the floor on my hands and knees.
“What the fuck have I done?” was my only thought as I remained on all fours, silently debating with myself over the merits of trying to stand.
I turned back toward Andre’s bed and climbed up its side till I was on my knees, leaning against it.
Andre startled me when his hands cupped my armpits and lifted me to my feet. He turned me slowly, as if he understood the agony I was in, and held me close to him as he kissed me good morning.
After ending the kiss, Andre lifted me from the floor and carried me to the living room, sitting in the recliner that matched his sofa, holding me.
My feelings toward Andre were growing increasingly complicated. As he held me, I felt protected, perhaps even loved. Having him inside me, though challenging, felt natural, as if he belonged there. But the collar, the cuffs, and the gangbang – and with those participants, in particular – left me feeling degraded, humiliated.
“Why have you done this to me?” I asked, in little more than a whisper.
Andre didn’t respond immediately, as if choosing his words carefully.
“Gabi, each day for the past six months we’ve worked side by side,” he began. “I’ve been overwhelmed by everything about you; your intelligence, your strength, your beauty. At some point – and I can’t tell you exactly when it happened – I decided I had to have you in a way and with an intensity that I’ve never experienced with another woman.”
Andre’s words nearly caused me to melt into him.
“And enslaving me is the way to do that?” I replied.
“The only way, I think,” said Andre.
Dominance and submission have never been part of my life. Yes, I’ve read some things that had left me curious, but I’ve always been independent and somewhat untrusting. I’ve never met a man who had the strength to dominate me, nor who could earn a deep enough trust for me to allow it.
Until Andre, that is.
“Yes, Master,” I said.
Andre hugged me tight, causing me to whimper from my body’s underlying pain.
“You were a big hit last night,” Andre said.
“And I’ve the excruciating pain this morning to prove it,” I sighed. “Not to mention that I’m not sure how I’ll ever face any of those men again.”
“I don’t recall it being your face that commanded their attention,” he said with a smirk.
Andre then stood from the recliner, lifting me with him. He walked through the kitchen and onto the deck, and I noticed that beneath the pergola, he’d set up what appeared to be a massage table and that on the dining table was a tray with sliced fruit, pitchers of orange juice and water, and a couple of glasses.
He carried me to the massage table, placed me face down and began to rub me.
“Relax, pet,” he said. “Master will make it better.”
My eyes shut as Andre worked the soreness from my body, again reminding me of the genuine care he had for me. I remained still, savoring the way his hands felt against me as he slowly, meticulously unknotted my muscles.
Andre spent perhaps half an hour caring for me as I lay on my tummy, then rolled me over and began working on my front.
“Your labia’s swollen,” he said as he massaged my right thigh
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“A dozen dicks will do that,” I said, trying not to smile at his attempt at humor.
“Then I’ll be gentle when I fuck you later,” he said, and then he laughed when I noticeably cringed.
The realization hit me that I hadn’t taken a birth control pill since Friday. Though I was in the latter stage of my cycle, it was still a concern.
“Did you grab my pills from my apartment? They were on the list,” I said.
“I did not, pet,” Andre replied. “We’re going to let nature take its course, from this weekend and beyond.”
A chill cascaded through me as I imagined what my parents would think of their thirty-year-old daughter, accepting enslavement to a black man and perhaps mass-producing bi-racial children. It’s less that mom and dad are racist than conservative, old-fashioned. This is not something they would easily understand.
I bit my lip, wondering what to say.
“Yes, Master,” was all that passed through my lips, and it evoked a broad smile from Andre.
The massage lasted an hour, and it crossed my mind that it might actually be worth letting a group of men dick me till they broke me to have Andre’s hands lovingly repair me the next day.
Andre lifted me from the table and carried me to the pool, lowering me till my feet touched the deck.
“Enjoy the water,” he said. “Then we’ll eat some breakfast.”
I crouched to the deck and put my feet in the pool. Everything being relative, the water was damned cold.
As I slipped into the water, my flesh filled with goosebumps and my nips immediately hardened. I couldn’t help but shiver.
Andre laughed as he watched.
It seemed like an eternity before my body and the cold water reached equilibrium, but once they did I was able to relax and float, closing my eyes and enjoying the coolness. I didn’t even notice Andre’s retreat into the house.
As I floated, I reached to my crotch to examine my pussy with my finger. It was definitely swollen, as Andre had so astutely pointed out earlier.
And it was still sore.
I pulled myself from the pool after about thirty minutes, only to find an even deeper chill as the light breeze flowed over my naked body.
Andre emerged from the house, wrapped me in a beach towel and began to dry me as he led me to the deck’s dining table where he replaced the wet towel with a dry one, and we ate the sliced fruit he’d prepared while I was still asleep.
“So what’s in store for me today?” I asked, as we nibbled on the fruit.
“I thought we’d go to your apartment and get some more of your things, have lunch at the winery and then resume our depravity,” Andre responded.
I couldn’t imagine taking Andre’s massive cock in the condition I was in, and wasn’t certain I’d be able to do so in several hours.
“I don’t see any way I can return to work,” I said with decided reservation.
“You’re likely right,” Andre said. “But your place is here.”
We finished eating, and Andre suggested I bathe and get dressed. I helped him clear the table, and then went for a long, hot bath in his garden tub.
The weekend had been provocative, to say the least. With each moment, my craving for Andre’s attention and adoration grew. I even found myself strangely touched by the desires of the other eleven men who’d fucked me till they’d hurt me the night before.
As I washed myself, I began to wonder what it would be like not to work. How would I avoid boredom while Andre was at the office? What sort of rules would he have for me? When would be the right time to discuss these things?
Andre’s comment about letting nature take its course was also on my mind, and I remained somewhat surprised that I didn’t immediately object to the idea given its life-long implications. My hand caressed my tummy as I tried to imagine myself fat with Andre’s child, before it hit me that if events such as last night’s were repeated with any regularity, it might not be Andre’s baby that I carried.
I remained in the tub after opening its drain, letting much of the water flow out of the vessel before forcing myself to climb from its embrace and dry my body.
Andre had laid on the bed a simple selection of clothes for me that included a lacy pink camisole and thong, and khaki shorts. On the floor at the foot of the bed was a pair of pink flat sandals.
I dressed, pulled up my hair, and then found Andre in the living room, watching television. We then left for my apartment to get some more of my things.
It was nearly noon when we arrived at my place. When we entered the apartment it seemed foreign, like it was no longer mine. The things it contained where most definitely mine, but it felt as if I no longer belonged in the space.
Had the last day and a half really been that much an epiphany that I was now an uneasy visitor in my own home?
Andre helped me collect clothes, shoes, personal items. We were there for about an hour, and had his Wrangler nearly overflowing with my things before we drove back to his place and unloaded them to what had previously been an empty walk-in closet that adjoined his bedroom.
It was after 1:30 when we left his house for lunch at the winery.
The winery’s crowd was surprisingly small for such a sunny and unseasonably warm Sunday afternoon in late March. It was sort of comforting, really, given that more people might not have afforded Andre and me the privacy I’d hoped we’d have while enjoying lunch together.
We sat at a wrought iron table with a large umbrella on the brick patio outside the winery’s restaurant. Andre ordered a simple lunch consisting of a meat, cheese and bread tray, with a glass of burgundy for me and water with lemon for him.
There was a comfort in the silence that ensued, because it afforded me the opportunity to take in my surroundings, which included several hundred acres of vineyard, and a koi-filled pond.
And then, my phone alerted me to a text I’d received.
“I hope you’re having a wonderful weekend, honey. Love, Mom.”
“And don’t let no black man fuck you stupid, slap a collar around your neck and have you gangbanged, baby girl,” Andre smirked when I showed him my mother’s message.
Though I couldn’t help but giggle at Andre’s remark, it did seem to open the door to a more serious discussion.
“What will my life be like?” I asked
.
“I’ve been giving that some thought, pet,” Andre said. “In fairness to both of us, I’ve been sketching out an agreement. I should have it ready for you to review tomorrow.”
“And?” I replied.
“It’s going to have some depth to it,” he said. “I think we’re in agreement that your returning to work really isn’t an option. It would be wise to lay out a structure that both of us can thrive in, long-term.”
I nodded. By giving up my independence and my career to succumb to Andre’s dominance, I was taking the boldest step of my life. It couldn’t be for a short-term fling, a whim.
“To some degree, you will be like a stay-at-home wife,” Andre continued. “You will be responsible for our home, for taking care of yourself and for other things, relating to the nature of our relationship.”
“It’s the latter that I find myself wildly curious about,” I said with a smile.
“And don’t anticipate spending much time in those clothes you just brought over,” he said dryly.
Andre and I finished lunch then took a leisurely hand-in-hand walk through the vineyard, speaking little but nuzzling one another for the entire stroll. It made me feel cared for, protected, and even though we spent more than an hour among the grapevines, it ended all too soon.
We returned to Andre’s home and as soon as we entered, I slithered out of my clothes and my Master retrieved my collar and cuffs, putting them in their proper places once I was nude. He leashed me, and then led me to a door I’d never been through, one that led to the home’s basement.
As we walked through the door, Andre flipped on the lights downstairs, and together we moved downward.
Once we were downstairs, the first thing I noticed was a stainless steel frame with a canvas harness hanging from it. Its purpose was obvious.
We walked toward the swing and Andre helped me into the harness, and there I was, hanging with my legs spread for my Master, still not fully recovered from the prior night’s hours-long gangbang.
Andre dropped by leash and undressed slowly, as if taunting me. His cock was already erect by the time it was unveiled.
He grabbed the leash’s leather handle from the floor and walked between my legs, and braced myself for more pain.
Andre’s wrapped his left hand around his cock’s base and stepped toward me, rubbing his crown against my aching slit. Despite my pussy’s discomfort, I was aroused by the thought of having my Master inside me again, of being stretched and strained by his massive black shaft, and of letting nature take its course.
Nectar began to flow through my folds as the prick’s head teased me, and soon enough Andre was sliding inside me. The whimper that passed through my lips bordered on a shriek, and my feet flailed wildly in the harness as Master sank deeper and deeper into me.
Andre had me swinging lightly over his dick. Though more gentle than our previous fucks – as he’d promised it would be – it hurt badly, but it was a pain I found myself grateful to feel.
Master played with my feet as he effortlessly flowed in and out of me. He sucked and nibbled my toes, his teeth grazed and he licked the soles of my feet, the tickling causing me to forget the pain in my crotch.
My orgasm was the most intense I’ve ever had. I tensed and shuddered head to toe, my pussy’s juices exploding over Andre’s pelvis and thighs and dripping onto the floor. It was as if my mind was detached from the rest of me, akin to an out-of-body experience.
“Good girl,” Andre said in little more than a whisper, as he continued to fuck me, the swing rocking slow and steady despite my convulsions.
“I don’t know how much more of this I can take,” I said, my voice strained and cracking.
“We’re going to find out,” Andre replied, his pace increasing from slow to moderate, then leveling off.
A throaty growl swelled from within me and I writhed as my Master’s thrusts racked my slit with pain.
“Am I hurting my slut’s pussy?” Andre asked.
I nodded frantically, unable to catch enough breath to verbalize a response.
“You want this big black dick in your ass, then?” he said.
“God no!” I shrieked, imagining just how much worse my agony would be.
“I thought not,” Andre said. “And seeding that ass won’t do a thing to help me breed you.”
The words rocked me to my core, and a wave of warmth crashed through me. I began to sob with joy that this man I’d so admired as a co-worker and boss wanted to possess me, to dominate me, to push my mind and body to their limits, and that he seemed to crave seeing me with his children in my womb.
I’d never given much thought to maternity, but as Andre stabbed my aching crotch time and time again, and the happy tears freely flowed down my cheeks, I couldn’t imagine anything more natural, more right, than giving my master a gaggle of children.
When I came again, it was more like a seizure than an orgasm. It felt as if every muscle in my body had gone into spasm, as if I’d been struck by lightning. Andre groaned as my womb quaked with his prick inside it, and more of my warm fluids squirted onto him and the floor.
With his right hand holding the leash’s handle, Andre grabbed the harness strap that crossed my body a few inches above my mound and began rocking the swing hard and fast, sending his cock in and out of me violently.
A series of desperate, frantic squeals passed through my lips and my legs flailed in the straps that held them high in the air.
The look on Master’s face was prideful. He seemed to delight in having taken a woman who’d been untouched for more than six months and in less than a weekend turned her into an owned, black cock slut who was more and more savoring the idea of letting nature take its course. I began to wonder if at least part of the point behind last night’s gangbang was to show me that no one else would ever fill my body and soul the way Andre did.
“Beg for it,” Master growled, his dick twitching inside me.
“Please seed me,” I gasped. “Give me the first of our children, Master.”
My womb swelled with Andre’s warm goo, and I began to giggle, giddy with his ownership, his use.
“Who owns the pussy?” Andre said as the contents of his balls continued to spill into me.
“You do, Master,” I muttered breathlessly. “You own the pussy, and every bit of me.”
“Forever,” Andre replied.
“Forever,” I echoed.
He slipped from my sloppy cunt and released me from the harness. Immediately, I sank to my knees and glanced up at him.
“May your slave clean you, Master?” I asked.
“Please do,” he responded.
My fingers wrapped around his still turgid prick, guiding it to my mouth, and I began to suck him feverishly. I wanted Andre to understand how eager I was to accept his dominance, and how desperately I wanted to please him.
“Damn, woman, you are hungry for some nigga dick, aren’t you?” he said, prompting me to nod as I worshipped him.
I loved the taste of Andre’s cock after he fucked me. The combination of my sweet nectar and his salty jizz on his flesh reinforced the idea that we are now one, a Master and slave; a bold black man and his eager white whore.
After several minutes, Andre slipped his hands between my armpits and guided me upward till I was standing before embracing me and kissing me deeply, possessively, and we stood there, our bodies pressed together and our mouths intertwined, and I knew I belonged to him completely.
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Okay I went and rewrote Chapter 9 since I got bad reviews on the previous one. No more parents will be involved, as well as no pregnancies so quit asking for it. Let me know what you think. Read on and enjoy. If you’re new to this series, please read the previous chapters first. After Tim walked in on a threeway, lesbian sexfest, mom suddenly had second thoughts, but the younger girls weren’t done yet, and Tim wanted a little more action too. But his stepsister and her friend may be the death of him yet. Constructive criticism please.
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Michael lay on his bed listening to the sound of the running shower coming from the bathroom and closed his eyes. He tried to imagine how the falling water flowing over her breasts, and cascading down her tanned and perfectly toned body, would look and began to slide his hand inside his underwear. He ran his other hand over his bare stomach and chest, wishing it was her hand on him, and let out a slight groan as he slowly started to wank his hardening dick.
The most he’d ever seen of her body was during the summer when she spent most days laying out in
the garden in her bikini. She always looked absolutely perfect and his desire to have sex with her was enormous.
He considered her massaging shower gel into her slick, naked body and running her hand down between her legs. He wondered if she masturbated, and specifically if she did so when she showered, and it made his thick cock throb. He pulled down his underwear and threw it across the room, leaving himself completely naked and hard on the bed.
The last time he’d seen her in a bikini was just over a week ago. He’d seen her laying outside from an upstairs window and was watching her for a while. He decided he’d go downstairs and try to get a better view from the kitchen. When he got down there, he looked from the window and saw she was getting up to come inside. He forced himself to stay and smiled at her as she walked in. She’d smiled back and said, “Hi”. He wasn’t entirely sure, but he thought he’d noticed her glancing down at the bulge in his boxers as she walked past him. Her bare shoulder had definitely brushed against him as she left to go upstairs. He remembered turning to catch a glimpse of her stunningly peachy bum as she went and now he imagined the water rolling off it.
He wished he could just walk into the bathroom and slide the head of his huge cock along the soapy valley of her cheeks. He wanted to get down on his knees and let his tongue loose on her wet arsehole. He lay sprawled on his bed wanking his big shaft hard as he thought of pushing his tongue deep inside her and fingering her drenched pussy. He was so engrossed in the idea of performing such acts that he didn’t notice the shower had stopped and that someone was standing in his bedroom doorway…
She coughed…
“Jessica!”, he exclaimed, as he opened his eyes and jumped up to grab his boxers. He realised they were too far away, so stood with his hands covering his dick as much as he could manage. He was still completely hard, so it was obvious by the positioning of his hands that he was attempting to conceal a massive cock.
He looked at her. She was incredibly beautiful. Her dark brown eyes stared back at him.
“Do you have a pen?”, she asked.
“Sure. Just a sec…”, he replied as he turned to his desk to get one.
“I can see your arse, Michael”, she said mockingly.
Michael didn’t respond and grabbed the pen from the drawer. He realised he wouldn’t be able to turn back around if he could only use one hand to cover his cock, so he put the pen on top of the desk, covered himself again and told Jessica to get it.
“No. Pass it to me.”, she ordered.
“I can’t. I’m naked, Jessica…”, he replied.
“I know, but I need it”, she said as she looked down at his hands acting as a barricade, “Seriously, just
pass it to me”.
Jessica looked into his wardrobe as he felt himself bulging inside his hands. He looked her up and down
for the first time and noticed she was only wearing knickers with her top. He could see the obvious outline of her pussy through them and quickly looked back at her face just as she turned back to him.
He decided to hand her the pen. He turned and grabbed it with one hand and held it out to her.
He noticed a certain glance at his slightly exposed dick and said nothing. Still holding out the pen he smiled at her.
“Hand it to me using both hands…”, she said.
“What…?”
“Use both hands to pass it to me…”, she repeated.
Michael was stunned.
“Are you serious…?”, he asked, “I’m completely naked…”
“I’ve seen you looking at me when I’m in the garden and I’ve just caught you playing with yourself while you
knew I was in the shower, so do what I say or I’ll be telling on you”, she said without compromise.
Michael was completely shocked and knew he had no option but to do as she said, so he lifted his other hand to the pen and stood holding it out to her.
His dick had softened slightly, but was still long and thick.
Jessica stepped towards him and he assumed she was just going to take the pen, but instead she fell to her knees in front of him without saying a word and began to suck his cock. It started to harden in her mouth as she smothered it with saliva. She forced it right to the back of her throat as it got completely hard and made her gag. She reached up and took the pen, dropped it to the ground and put Michael’s hands on her head.
“Fuck my throat hard”, she stopped sucking him to say.
Michael obliged and pushed himself deep into her. He felt her forehead impact his stomach with every
thrust as he filled her whole mouth. She gagged hard soaked his shaft. She slurped and drooled as he pounded her just as she wanted it. He reminded himself of how long he’d been wanting to do so many hot and horny things to her and decided he was going to take his chance.
He pulled out from her mouth and lifted her to her feet.
“Turn around and bend over…”
“I’m not going to let you fuck me, Michael”, she responded, “I just wanted to suck you…”
Michael quickly grabbed her and pinned her down on the bed. He momentarily climbed off her to turn her over onto her front and then got back on top of her. He lifted her top over her head and threw it. She didn’t have a bra underneath it. He ran his hands all over her bare back and shoulders and then down to her perfect little bubblebutt.
He gently hit her knickers with his rigid cock and then pulled them down and completely off.
“Michael, please don’t fuck me… I’m sorry for messing around with you”, she begged, “I don’t want my first
time to be like this”.
“Relax, you’ll love it”, Michael said as he ran his finger between her legs.
She whimpered as he leant down to kiss her lower back and said sorry again as he began to lick between her cheeks.
He parted them with both hands and buried his tongue deep inside her arsehole as she whined almost silently. He licked harder and pushed 2 fingers inside her pussy as he did so. He was really going to make her take everything he wanted to do to her.
He alternated between licking, tongue fucking and fingering her arse and pussy until she was dripping wet with his spit. He suspected some of the wetness was hers since she sometimes seemed to be moaning with pleasure.
“I’m going to pound the fuck out of your sweet pussy now…”, he said calmly.
“Please don’t”.
“Enjoy it”
She groaned loudly as his thick powerful cock penetrated her. She tried to push against him, but that only caused his dick to go further inside her. He eventually had his complete length in her and then started to pull out to begin fucking her.
He thrusted strongly and made sure she was getting his whole shaft with each insertion. He got into a steady fast rhythm and started to enjoy the sound of her arse being hit by his stomach as he slammed into her.
She moaned and groaned loudly as her virginity was powerfully fucked out of her.
“Having fun now?”, he asked.
She didn’t reply, but began to grind her arse against Michael as he relentlessly screwed her drowned pussy.
Michael had often had fantasies of fucking her in that flawless arse of hers, especially when she was wandering around the house wearing things that made it look completely irresistable, but he reckoned that she was starting to enjoy what he’d be doing to her and would let him to do some other time. He instead decided that he was going to end her first time by filling her pussy to brim with his cum.
“I’m going to cum in you…”
“Oh no, don’t!”
“It’s ok, you’ll like it. It’ll feel great, I promise.”
She began to cry quietly as he continued to fuck her and he gradually built up the speed until the amount of time between the sounds of his body crashing into hers was almost unnoticeable.
He started to moan and call out her name as his juicy cock started to explode with thick ropes of hot spunk that flung themselves against the drenched walls of Jessica’s well-fucked cunt. He kept pushing during his massive ejaculation until he’d emptied himself within her and then he slowly pulled out and allowed the cum to ooze out of her.
He quickly leant towards her pussy and began to lick her deeply, spreading the cum around and using it as a lubricant to tongue her arsehole again. He smiled at her and then washed the cum from her body with his piss.
He turned her onto her back and lay over her, looking into her eyes.
She stared back at him and waited for him to say something…
“That was great. I can’t wait for next time…”, he eventually said before kissing her lips passionately.
She kissed him back with enthusiasm and when they stopped she said, “I can’t either…”.
“I told you you’d enjoy it”, Michael reminded her.
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Incest, Spaghetti, Dinosaur, Walk it
I was just sitting in my yard when the world came alive with sex
This is my first lesbian story. I actually wrote it for a friend that requested a story like this. Have fun rubbing or wanking. And yes, this is a re-post of a story I did on another account, but that account was comprimised, so I am now using this one.
This is the final unpublished part of the Jake x Rachel series. Everything is legal where I’m from lol. Have fun.
My wife is constantly being fed young guys for her pleasure.
Story of my life as it is right now
My husband gets me to screw four guys!
As always your comments, ratings, and jokes are greatly appreciated
First in a series of family sexual adventures with 48 year old mother of 3 as the central character
Daryl is spoken to by his Mom.
