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LADY GETS TATTOO

A lady walks into a tattoo parlor and says “I want a tattoo of a turkey on the inside of my right leg, and on the inside of my left leg I want a tattoo of a Christmas tree”
The guy doing the tattoo goes “Why do you want tattoos of those things?”
The lady replies with: “Well because my husband always complains that there is nothing to eat between Thanksgiving and Christmas.”

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How To Eat A Pussy

Hey, I have a lot of respect for all you guys who
like to eat pussy because there are too few of you out
there. And I’m not the only woman who says this.
Furthermore, some of you guys who are giving it the old
college try are not doing too well, so maybe this
little lesson will help you out.
When a woman finds a man who gives good head,
she’s found a treasure she’s not going to let go of too
quickly. This is one rare customer and she knows it.
She won’t even tell her girlfriends about it or that
guy will become the most popular man in town. So,
remember, most guys can fuck, and those who can usually
do it satisfactorily, but the guy who gives good head,
he’s got it made.
Most women are shy about their bodies. Even if
you’ve got the world’s most gorgeous woman in bed with
you, she’s going to worry about how you like her body.
Tell her it’s beautiful, tell her which parts you like
best, tell her anything, but get her to trust you
enough to let you down between her legs.
Now stop and look at what you see. Beautiful,
isn’t it? There is nothing that makes a woman more
unique than her pussy. I know. I’ve seen and tasted
plenty of them. They come in all different sizes,
colors and shapes; some are tucked inside like a little
girl’s cunnie and some have thick luscious
lips that come out to greet you. Some are nested in
bushes of fur and others are covered with transparent
fuzz. Appreciate your woman’s unique qualities and
tell her what makes her special.
Women are a good deal more verbal than men,
especially during love-making. They also respond more
to verbal love, which means, the more you talk to her,
the easier it will be to get her off. So all the time
you’re petting and stroking her beautiful pussy, talk
to her about it.
Now look at it again. Gently pull the lips
apart and look at her inner lips, even lick them if you
want to. Now spread the tops of her pussy up until you
can find her clit. Women have clits in all different
sizes, just like you guys have different sized cocks.
It doesn’t mean a thing as far as her capacity for
orgasm. All it means is more of her is hidden
underneath her foreskin.
Whenever you touch a woman’s pussy, make sure
your finger is wet. You can lick it or moisten it with
juices from inside her. Be sure, by all means, to wet
it before you touch her clit because it doesn’t have
any juices of it’s own and it’s extremely sensitive.
Your finger will stick to it if it’s dry and that
hurts. But you don’t want to touch her clit anyway.
You have to work up to that. Before she becomes
aroused, her clit is too delicate to be handled.
Approach her pussy slowly. Women, even more so than
men, love to be teased. The inner part of her thigh is
her most tender spot. Lick it,
kiss it, make designs on it with the tip of your
tongue. Come dangerously close to her pussy, then
float away. Make her anticipate it.
Now lick the crease where her leg joins her
pussy. Nuzzle your face into her bush. Brush your
lips over her slit without pressing down on it to
further excite her. After you’ve done this to the
point where your lady is bucking up from her seat and
she’s straining to get more of you closer to her, then
put your lips right on top of her slit.
Kiss her, gently, then harder. Now use your
tongue to separate her pussy lips and when she opens
up, run your tongue up and down between the layers of
pussy flesh. Gently spread her legs more with your
hands.
Everything you do with a woman you’re about to eat
must be done gently. Tongue-fuck her. This feels
define. It also teases the hell out of her because by
now she wants some attention given to her clit. Check
it out. See if her clit has gotten hard enough to peek
out of it’s covering. If so, lick it. If you can’t
see it, it might still be waiting for you underneath.
So bring your tongue up to the top of her slit and feel
for her clit. You may barely experience it’s presence.
But even if you can’t feel the tiny pearl, you can make
it rise by licking the skin that covers it. Lick hard
now and press into her skin.
Gently pull the pussy lips away and flick your
tongue against the clit, hood covered or not. Do this
quickly. This should cause her legs to shudder. When
you sense she’s getting up there toward orgasm, make
your lips into an O and take the clit into your mouth.
Start to suck gently and watch your lady’s face for her
reaction. If she can handle it, begin to suck harder.
If she digs it, suck even harder. Go with her. If she
lifts her pelvis into the air with the tension of her
rising orgasm, move with her, don’t fight her. Hang
on, and keep your hot mouth on her clit. Don’t let go.
That’s what she’ll be saying too: ‘Don’t stop. Don’t
ever stop!’
There’s a reason for that, most men stop too
soon. Just like with cock sucking, this is something
worth learning about and worth learning to do well. I
know a man who’s a lousy fuck, simply lousy, but he
can eat pussy like nobody I know and he never has
trouble getting a date. Girls are falling all over
him.
But back to your pussy eating session…There’s
another thing you can do to intensify your woman’s
pleasure. You can finger-fuck her while she’s enjoying
your cunt-licking talents. Before, during or after.
She’ll really like it. In addition to the erogenous
zones surrounding her clit, a woman has another
extremely sensitive area at the roof of her vagina.
This is what you rub up against when you’re fucking
her. Well, since your cock is pretty far away from
your mouth, your fingers will have to do the
fucking.
Take two fingers. One is too skinny and
three is too wide and therefore can’t get deep enough.
Make sure they’re wet so you don’t irritate her skin.
Slide them inside, slowly at first, then a little
faster. Fuck her with them rhythmically. Speed up
only when she does. Listen to her breathing. She’ll
let you know what to do. If you’re sucking her clit
and finger-fucking her at the same time, you’re giving
her far more stimulation than you would be giving her
with your cock alone. So you can count on it that
she’s getting high on this. If there’s any doubt,
check her out for symptoms. Each woman is unique. You
may have one who’s nipples get hard when she’s excited
or only when she’s having an orgasm.
Your woman might turn flush red or begin to tremble.
Get to know her symptoms and you’ll be a more sensitive
lover.
When she starts to have an orgasm, for heaven’s
sakes, don’t let go of that clit. Hang in there for
the duration. When she starts to come down from the
first orgasm, press your tongue along the underside of
the clit, leaving your lips covering the top. Move
your tongue in and out of her cunt. If your fingers
are inside, move them a little too, gently though,
things are extremely sensitive just now.
If you play your cards right, you’ll get some
multiple orgasms this way. A woman stays excited for a
full hour after she’s had an orgasm.
The last advice I have for you is this: After
you’ve made her come, make her your slave by giving her
the best head she’s ever had, don’t leave her alone
just yet. Talk to her, stroke her body, caress her
breasts, pinch her nipples. Keep making love to her
quietly until she’s come all the way down. A man can
get off and go to sleep in the same breath and feel no
remorse, no sense of
loss. But a woman by nature requires some sensitivity
from her lover in those first few moments after sex.
Oral sex can be the most exciting sexual
experiences you can have. But it’s what you make it.
Take your time, practice often, pay attention to your
lover’s signals, and most of all, enjoy yourself.

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Owned family – CH1: The Offer

This is my first story. I would appreciate constructive feedback. If I get good feedback Ill continue the story.
Owned family
CH1 – The Offer
“Should we even go to their housewarming, we might not even be here a month from now?’ My wife, Laura, called from the bathroom where she was getting dressed.
“Of course we should.” I hollered back as I finished buttoning up my shirt. I was just as unsure about the future as she was, but I had to be strong for the both of us.
“Have you met the Robins’?” She replied back after a few moments.
“No, unless you count watching their BMW come home late at night.”
Laura walked into the bedroom, “Let’s go have some fun tonight.”
We idly chatted as we walked next door. By the sound of socializing and laughter I guessed the party was already doing well. I rang the doorbell. I was a bit taken back when a very dark skinned black man opened the door and greeted us, “Welcome. Come on in. I’m Tyrone Robins, my friends call me Ty.” He motioned towards a fairly short rotund black woman socializing with a couple of our neighbors, “That’s my wife Sadie.”
I was amazed at how powerful and large his hand was when he offered it to shake. I shook his hand, “We are the Millers. I’m James and this is my wife Laura.” Laura offered the small housewarming gift in lieu of the handshake.
Ty ushered us in as another couple of neighbors approached the porch. As I roamed the front room to find out who was already here I couldn’t help but notice how large of a man Ty was. He was well over six foot tall, and by how his clothes clung to him I would guess he worked out daily. His wife was just the opposite, barely five foot tall and had to be pushing 300 pounds. She did have a huge set of tits that her low cut blouse showed off.
The evening was just what I needed. I got to relax and forget about the worries of the impending foreclosure of my home. Ty and Sadie were wonderful hosts. They had a full buffet laid out for guests that looked like it was professionally prepared. As the evening was slowing down and neighbors were taking their leave Ty pulled me aside, “James, if you don’t mind I would like you to stay after all the guests have left, I have a business proposition for you.”
I thought it a bit off but agreed. I informed my wife of Ty’s request. She said she would catch me at home and left. It took about another hour before Ty, Sadie and I were by ourselves. Ty invited me into his study, closing the door behind us leaving Sadie to clean up. He offered me a Scotch, which I accepted. I took a seat on the couch as he leaned against his desk.
“I overheard you talking with Donaldson that you use to be an investment banker before the downturn.” I nodded my head as Ty continued, “I also heard you’re having financial troubles. I am willing to help you out if you consider a proposal.”
I took a swig of the scotch, “Go on.”
“Well, I train slaves.” I about chocked on Ty’s bluntness, “White slaves to be exact, and I think your family might be perfect for my new project.”
I stood up, took the last swig of scotch and said, “I’m not really into this, thanks but no.” I then started to head toward the door.
Before I could make it two steps Ty had moved up to me and placed a hand on my shoulder, “All I ask is that you hear me out.”
I turned and looked up at him, “Get to the point then.”
“I can do that.” He walked behind his desk, unlocked a drawer, and pulled out a stack of bound bills. “Here is ten thousand dollars, it is yours if you honestly consider my offer, talk with your wife about it and do a favor for me.”
Ten thousand dollars would be enough to give me some breathing room and get the bills and mortgage current. “What’s the offer.”
“I want new sex slaves and your family is perfect. I would own you and do with you as I please. You could always walk away at anytime but I have never had a slave take up that offer. I will show you and your family things you never knew you would enjoy. When you wouldn’t be fulfilling your slave duties you would be taking care of my personal investments. I would hire you at double what you were making working for the bank. On paper you would be my financial adviser, in reality you would be servicing me and my family.”
That’s a hell of a deal. I don’t think anyone in their right mind wouldn’t consider it. Ty could see me mulling it around, he continued to press, “Like I said, you walk away when you want, we would negotiate the finer details when you and your wife agree that this is something you want.”
“And I get the ten thousand for just considering it, talking with my wife about it and doing you a favor.”
“You got it. Consider it an interview bonus.”
“Deal.” I moved next to Ty and started to reach for the stack of cash.
Ty grabbed my wrist before I could get to the money, “First, the favor. I want to test out the merchandise I’m buying, so to speak.” I was a bit confused as to what exactly he wanted.
He released my wrist only to lay his hand on my shoulder. Ty had this hungry look in his eye, almost like a predator sizing up his prey. The hand on my shoulder started to apply pressure, pushing me downward. Once I realized he wanted me on my knees I submitted to his force. I looked up at him feeling even smaller than I was. We stared into each others eyes for a moment until movement caught my eye and I looked away. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge growing in Ty’s slacks, he was flexing his penis and that was the movement I had caught. I looked back up at his dark face, “Unzip me.” I couldn’t believe he had just said that.
I looked to his crotch and back at his face, “What?”
“I said, unzip me. Then fish out my cock.”
I wasn’t sure where this was going to lead and I was getting nervous. My eyes bounced from his bulge to his face to the money and back to the bulge. My shaking hand seemed to move of its own accord to the zipper of his slacks. I grabbed the tab and slowly pulled the zipper open. It was starting to feel like a dream, like I wasn’t in control of my own body. I slid my hand into the opening to find a warm hunk of flesh. My hand closed around it and I could tell he was a big man, and he wasn’t even fully hard yet. I pulled his dick out the opening. It bobbed in front of me confirming that he was far larger than me.
“Suck it.” Ty’s command was straight and to the point.
“I’m not gay.” I replied.
I couldn’t look away from his dark monster of a dick. Ty spoke softly, “For ten thousand dollars I’m sure you’ll suck a cock, plus your faggot dick says otherwise.” It was then that I realized that I was rock hard. Ty grabbed the back of my head and pulled me to his cock. “Now suck my dick, bitch.” This time he was forceful with his words. My lips parted and I took his manhood into my mouth as he forced my head upon it. The sensation was unreal; warm and hard; yet it had a softness to it.
My mind was racing trying to understand. Understand how I was sucking my first cock. Understand how I came to submit to this black stranger. Understand why I was liking what he was doing to me. Understand what this might mean for my marriage.
My body was acting without me thinking. I realized that Ty had released my head and I was trying to get as much of Ty’s black cock in my mouth as possible. My hand was assisting with what wouldn’t fit in my mouth. Saliva was running down my chin as I bobbed up and down.
Ty’s voice broke my trance, “You are a natural cocksucker. I think you might be well worth what I’m paying you.”
Ty grabbed a fist full of my hair and forced me to speed up my pace. I couldn’t keep up and let him fuck my mouth. He pulled my face away from his wonderful dick and stroked himself with his free hand. I’d seen enough porns to know what was about to happen next. Ty half grunted, half yelled as his hot seed erupted at me. Two, three, four ropes landed on my face with the rest finding its way to my shirt.
We were both silent and still for what seemed like an eternity. I was stunned at what I was just forced to do. I felt so humiliated having sucked a black mans cock and being turned on by it. Then I realized I needed to get out of there before he did anything else to me.
As I was reaching up to wipe it off my face with my sleeve Ty barked, “No! Leave it slut. I want you to show your wife that I marked my territory.” The cum had gone cold and made my face feel funny, but I ignored it. Ty put the cash in a small duffel bag and handed it to me. He walked me to the door in silence. We passed by Sadie who smiled at me on the way out.
Once the door was open Ty spoke, “Why don’t we have diner at your place tomorrow. Just you me and your wife. By then I expect the two of you will have made your decision and we can work out the details.”
I was about to ask what if we decided not to take his offer but Ty closed the door ending any debate or conversation we might have had.
The cool evening breeze made the cum on my face even colder. I was glad it was late and none of the neighborhood moms were out jogging. On the short walk home I kept trying to figure out how I was going explain all of this to Laura. By the time I reach my front door I was still at a lack for ideas.
The house was mostly dark, light from the TV flickered through an archway. I passed by the entertainment room, by the sound of it Melissa was watching Repo Man again. Mel, as she liked to be called, heard my entrance to he house and yelled over the TV, “Have fun tonight James.” Melissa was sixteen and was going through a rebellious emo phase. She hadn’t called me dad or daddy in a couple years.
Her question was simple enough, but a moment of fear that she might know what happened made me stumble on my words, “Ummm, ahhh, yeah, yeah I had a good time. Ty errr Mr. Robins and his wife are nice people.” I wasn’t sure if there was enough light from the TV to allow Melissa to seen the slime on my face and I didn’t stay around long enough to find out.
I quickly made my way upstairs to the master bedroom. The door was closed but light was coming from under it. I paused at the door for a moment and tried to calmed myself. I reached out and turned the handle, my heart was racing in my chest. Laura was in her night gown reading in the bed.
She looked up at me from her magazine as I entered.
“What did Tyrone want to talk with you about?” Laura said as I approached the bed. Before I could answer she asked a second one, “What do you have all over your face, and your shirt?”
I sat on the edge of the bed facing her, “Ty has a job offer he wants me to talk with you about. And its, umm, its umm, “ I looked down at the splotches of liquid on my shirt trying to summon the courage to answer her second question.
“Is it, cum?”Laura asked hesitantly. I nodded my head in affirmation. “Why do you have cum on your face? Is it yours?” She paused a moment in realization, “Its Ty’s, isn’t it?” I nodded again, “James, what is going on, what happened after I left?”
I explained to her, in detail, about Ty’s desire to own us, to have me manage his money, the ten thousand dollars, what he wanted to pay me, and me sucking off his cock. I got hard remembering the feeling of having Ty force himself on me. Laura was quiet while I explained everything. The whole time I didn’t look at her in fear of rejection. When I was done with my story I forced myself to look at her.
She reached forward grabbed my shirt with both hands and pulled me into a passionate kiss. It had been years since we kissed like that. Our tongues explored each others mouths while our hands pulled and tugged at the others clothes discarding them in a pile on the floor.
I maneuvered us so I was on top. I grabbed my dick and slid it into my wife. She was hotter and wetter than I could remember her ever being. Her pussy grabbed me, pulled me. We continued to make out while I thrust into her over and over.
Between making out with my wife and being aroused from sucking off Ty, I wasn’t able to last long. Within a couple minute I exploded into Laura’s silky pussy. She moaned in exasperation, I knew I had disappointed her by not being able to last longer, “Honey, I’m sorry with all of what happened tonight I could help it.” I tried to explain as my dick was shrinking inside her.
“It’s okay, I understand. But I’m still really horny, would you mind going down on me and finishing me off?” She consoled meas she brushed her hand along my cheek.
“But I didn’t wear a condom.”
“Please.” Laura used her best puppy face and I caved in.
I lowered myself down to her glistening pussy. It had some of my cum leaking out of it. Laura gently guided my head to her pussy and then started grinding her sex on my face. I did my best to please her. The taste of her and I mixed was better than I expected. After the first few licks I didn’t even notice anymore.
Laura eventually pulled me back up with a smile on her face, “Thank you darling. I needed that.”
We cuddled each other in silence that was eventually broken by Laura, “I think we should try it.” I looked at her quizzically. “Ty’s offer,” she continued, “you would be making almost two hundred and fifty thousand a year, and it might be fun.”
I was surprised at Laura’s response to the offer. But the prospect of the unknown excited me in more ways than one. I smiled at her, “What are you going to make for dinner for Ty?”

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Fantasy

HOT, HOT THREESOME

Now, this had always been a little sexual fantasy of mine; I have always thought that a scenario like this would be like the BEST Couple-Submissive Single scene there could ever be. I’m planning to write this story out as a series, as it might be too long for a single story. As a guy with a HUGE feet fetish, I have decided to start out this series with a whole lot of girl-on-girl feet play. There is no penetration in this first part; but I guarantee this; our Chinese girl protagonist will be penetrated in later parts of the story. My writing style is quite descriptive, and I wrote this part of the story in a rush and I didn’t really thoroughly check it, but nonetheless, I hope you enjoy it!

Fiction

College Sex Chronicles: Orgy!

During my college years, I found myself having the most fun of my life in so many ways. The best part? Lots and lots of sex, of course! Things were incredible from the start. Many considered me fun, non-judgmental, and easygoing, and I instantly fit in well with many groups of college kids– from freshmen to seniors, stoners to jocks, geeks to cheerleaders and everyone in between. Having grown up in the next town over, I was well connected to supplies of various drugs that were craved by many at my school, which certainly added to my popularity. I was invited to all the best parties so I could offer my wares and join in on the fun.
Within a month of starting school, I had two hot freshmen chicks fucking me regularly for weed. The one girl was a sexy red head with an immense libido and perfect little dick sucking mouth. Soon after I met her I began fucking a second girl under the same pretenses — she wanted me to smoke weed with her, too. She was a startlingly beautiful brunette. This girl was down to do anything, anywhere. She didn’t care, she loved it, she was a mega-slut! And she had slutty friends, too!
It was awesome for me– before college, I had only had sex with my old high school girlfriend a couple times: Once after Prom and once before we graduated. She jerked me off a lot, but aside from that she didn’t do much else. Since she wasn’t on birth control she didn’t let me cum inside her, which was shitty. I badly needed to satisfy my teenage urges to fill a velvet pussy up with my cum! My early experiences with sex had left me desiring a whole lot more. College, luckily, fulfilled those desires quite adequately!
So much for my previous sexual inexperience — between the two girls that fucked me for pot and all the other easy college girls, my dick was getting all the pussy it needed!
Sometime before spring break, an older student I knew threw a huge party at his parents’ place while they were gone for the weekend. It was to be the first orgy I would ever attend. The house was large and lavish, with several bedrooms, big plush couches, a pool table, and a hot tub.
I was one of the people there supplying the party with weed, cocaine, and ecstasy pills to ensure a good time was had by all. The guy throwing the party, Chad, made sure to let everyone know beforehand that he expected the party to be an epic party: Wild, with no holds barred at the expense of having a good time. He deliberately invited the sluttiest girls he could find, and he required everyone to be topless upon entering the house.
I removed my shirt dutifully and stuffed it into my satchel as I joined the party. Beautiful women of all shapes, sizes, and colors were wandering around the posh home without shirts. Some had only tiny panties on. A few girls had bras on but many were bare breasted. I licked my lips at the array of young lovelies. Already on the couch there were two blonds sixty-nineing– both with delicious-looking bald cunts stuffed in each others’ mouths. Each wearing lacy thongs that were pushed aside so their cunts could be devoured.
Men were crowded around holding cups of beer from the keg outside as they watched the sexy spectacle on the couch. Occasionally another girl or guy would walk up to the blonds to start sucking nipples or sticking fingers in their spread pussies. A few of the couples in the crowd were evidently getting turned on– I saw a few guys grinding their cocks into their women from behind as they stood watching. A guy sitting in a chair in the corner was getting a blowjob from some sexy freshmen twins wearing matching plaid skirts, their bare pussies showing as they bent over to suck him. Music played loudly from the living room stereo while a porno movie was muted on the gigantic TV.
There were dozens of pairs of tits. Small ones, big ones, perky ones, not so perky ones, glittery ones, tits with pierced nipples, brown ones– all of them making me wild with desire! I licked my lips at the bevy of college women before me.
Chad, the guy throwing the party, was in the dining room. He was sitting on the dining room table, surrounded by women sitting at the table, and a girl stood before him, bent over sucking on his cock. It looked like the girls were taking turns sucking on his dick. He waved at me when he saw me, the petite brunette sucking on his prick not bothering to come up for air to greet me.
“Hey, Randy! Glad you could make it to my party, man!” said Chad to me. His eyes were already glazed-looking from drugs and sex. “You bring the ‘E’ and stuff with you, man?” I knew what he was looking for– Ecstasy pills. Party drug of choice around here. I got a couple pills out of my bag for him and he downed them with his beer, then asked me to pass pills around to any ladies who wanted them.
I began wandering around the house. First I headed outside where the keg was– there were lots of people crowded around the keg with their cups of beer. Folks began clamoring around when they heard I had some stuff to offer and soon I was handing out pills and powder. Someone handed me a pipe and I filled it up with some weed, took a huge hit, and started passing it around.
A dark haired girl walked up to me and kissed me passionately– I had no clue who she was, but I cupped one of her perfect bare tits in my hand as she tongued me for several minutes. She was wearing only sheer panties, a dark pubic patch visible through the front panel. And a pair of tan cowboy boots, and that was it. I broke away from her to continue walking around the party. She joyously skipped away, her asscheeks jiggling as she bounded off.
There was a completely naked girl doing cartwheels. In the hot tub, three gorgeous chicks were naked and sipping their beers while men massaged their shoulders and tits. A stunningly beautiful dark haired girl was spread on an outdoor table, guys holding her legs up so she could get eaten out by three different mouths. Two other guys were sucking and licking her ample breasts as she just laid back, moaning while she was getting devoured. More guys were walking over to take a taste of her perfect cunt, bald except for a dark, thin stripe over her lips.
Couples were dancing lewdly to music from another stereo outside. I saw lots of grinding, and at least one dude with his dick out, poised to enter his girl’s cunt from behind as she hiked up her mini-skirt for him. There was a nude couple precariously making-out in the hammock. Over on one of the outdoor lounge chairs, a guy had a girl bent over his knee and was spanking her. She had nothing but a white thong on, the red handprints contrasting greatly with her white ass. Her small tits jiggled with the impact of the smacks. On a beach towel nearby, there were a couple girls doing naked yoga while some guys watched, their dicks out and hard as rocks.
I shuddered, myself getting aroused. It was a beautiful evening, just after sunset so it was starting to get darker. More and more people were arriving. The pipe came back to me, empty, and I packed it up again with more marijuana. Taking another huge hit, I passed the pipe on and walked back inside.
People were getting very comfortable in the living room. Both of the blonds that had been sixty-nineing were now getting fucked. One of them was riding on top of a guy’s cock, facing away from him as he sat on the couch. Her gorgeous tits were bouncing with the thrusts. Her panties were still on, just shoved aside so his cock could get into her. The other blond girl was riding a guy I recognized from one of my classes, Sean I think was his name. I stared, hypnotized as the beautiful blond’s ass bounced again and again on Sean’s cock. Again and again her ass rose and fell upon his thighs as his prick stabbed in and out of her cunt. My prick was stirring in my shorts.
In the corner, the guy who had been getting a blowjob by the two twin sisters was now fucking one of them. She sat on top of him, facing away from him as she rode his dick reverse-cowgirl style. The other sister was licking her clit enthusiastically. I watched as the guy commanded the sister who had been riding his dick to get off of him, then had both sisters get on their hands and knees in front of him. He began alternately fucking their pussies from behind, putting his meat inside one girl and pounding her hard for a few minutes, then pulling out of her to fuck her sister for awhile. A guy stepped up and began jerking his prick in the girls’ faces, and they both began sucking on his hard knob. My cock was pitching a major tent in my shorts.
I walked toward the hall, observing six beautiful naked college women sitting on the long kitchen counter, each being eaten out by a guy, their legs spread so their pussies could get devoured. A guy was fucking a girl in front of the refrigerator as she stood bent over in front of him. Several others were just watching the scene, holding beer cups. I continued on toward the first bedroom. A couple was making out passionately in the hallway, the guy rubbing his girl’s ass with his cock. I walked by them and peeked into the bedroom.
There was a basketball cheerleader I knew named Sandy sprawled out on the bed. She had dirty blond hair and a tight body and she was wearing nothing but little white ankle socks. I saw her cheerleading uniform, complete with pom-poms, laying in a heap in the corner. It looked like she was about to get gang banged by our school’s entire men’s lacrosse team! All the guys on the team were there. One of them, Dan, was in between her legs, making her moan as he licked her pussy up and down. She had his hair roughly in her hand as she writhed below him. Another guy was sucking on her neck while some others pulled on her nipples and groped her lithe body. It was hot!
“Sorry, Randy, I’m only doing the men’s lacrosse players right now,” Sandy said as she looked over and noticed me in the doorway. “If I have any energy left over when they’re done with me though, I’ll come find you!” she laughed. I smiled and just nodded, my cock bulging at the scene. The guys laughed, knowing each was going to pound the shit out of her momentarily with the objective of ensuring she had nothing left over to spare.
“It’s cool — well I have a joint, you mind if I smoke here while I watch, ya’ll can smoke with me?” I said, reaching into my cigarette pack for a pre-rolled joint and lighter. They agreed. I fired up the joint while one of the players stepped up and straddled Sandy as she laid flat on the bed, his hard meat in his hand, rubbing it against her gash. Her cunt was completely bald and looking juicy. It was swollen and pink with her arousal.
“Yeah, Steve, put that thick cock in me!” Sandy hissed at the guy on top of her as he teased her with his prick. “Fill up my hole, come on, baby, you know you wanna… stick it in me, stick it in… come on, fuck me like an animal!”
Steve teased her a few minutes more while some of the others tongued her nipples and shoulders and neck. Without warning, Steve suddenly thrust his meat inside of her, filling up her pussy with his large prick in one long stroke. I pulled on my joint, exhaling marijuana smoke as I watched the gorgeous cheerleader getting banged. She began moaning, but her moans were muffled as three cocks were shoved in her face. Her hands were soon busy jerking cocks, her mouth filled with two cocks at a time. Her breasts were being mauled by various big, rough hands. I passed the joint around and the naked, aroused lacrosse players began toking and passing it along. The guys even pulled their cocks away from Sandy’s face for a moment so she could take a hit while getting pussy pounded by a second guy. Steve had pulled out without shooting his load so someone else could have a go. Sandy exhaled pot smoke around a hard prick that was suddenly shoved back in her face.
The second guy pulled out and a third took his place in seconds, forcing Sandy’s legs back high behind her head. She was so flexible that she easily folded up like a pretzel, her muscular body glistening with sweat now from the pounding she was getting. The entire room was cloudy now with smoke. My eyes were on her stuffed pussy as the cock was shoved hard up inside her. A couple guys were taking turns strumming her clit while she was getting fucked. Her pussy was so juicy that her cuntlips were shimmering. I licked my lips– her cunt meat looked so succulent! The guy’s muscular body slammed hard into hers again and again, big balls bouncing against her perfect peach of an ass.
Guy #3 pulled out and the fourth guy turned her over on her hands and knees to fuck her from behind. She continued sucking several dicks that were being shoved in her face. The fourth guy was named Eduardo or something like that; his cock was fat and uncut, and he tightly squeezed her tits as he pounded her pussy from behind. Someone else started rubbing her asshole, spitting on her ass and rubbing it in as her pussy was getting fucked. She moaned loudly around the dicks. A finger slipped into her bunghole up to the knuckle, wiggling around inside her chute. It probed further, a second finger pressed against her asshole now.
After a few more minutes of fingers probing her ass, Eduardo pulled his prick out of her pussy and the next guy that stepped up pressed his cockhead to Sandy’s puckered asshole. She squealed as the meat parted her anus. Guy #5 paused to allow her hole to get used to his big mushroom cockhead for a few moments. Then he slowly slid another inch in, groaning with the tightness. His prick looked large, around 8″ and thick with veins all over, and Sandy was whimpering as it was shoved into her. His meat was half way in.
Someone reached below her and started playing with her clit, making her moan. Her clit was stimulated while lacrosse player #5 shoved his meat further inside her asshole. Once he was in nearly to his balls, he gave her a second to get adjusted to the feeling of being impaled on his stiff meat, and then withdrew his cock a few inches. Then he slammed back into her hard. She squealed with the anal invasion but was quickly silenced with a dick to the throat.
The anal fucker began pounding her at a manic pace, his balls slapping around. She moaned underneath of him. After a few minutes of his savage ass fuckery, he pulled out and the next 3 guys fucked her up the ass, too. No one spilled their loads yet. Including me, I still had shorts on. I decided to slip out of the room and visit the next bedroom to see what was going on in there. The gang bang was definitely going to be hard to beat, it was so hot!
I could see in the bathroom next door a couple was standing up in the shower, fucking with the water running. A guy was sitting on the closed toilet, bouncing a girl up and down on his prick. They both waved to me as I walked by. In the next bedroom, Chad’s bedroom, there was a group of naked girls laying around on the bed. One of them was tied up to the bedposts with silky undergarments. She was fair skinned with strawberry blond hair and spread open wide, her face flushed, her tits jiggling around on her chest as the girls surrounding her on the bed were using vibrators and dildos on her pussy.
Lighting up one of my joints, I walked into the room and joined the crowd watching the sexy girl being pleasured. Mostly guys were standing around watching, but some girls were, too. My eyes were drawn to the wide open pussy gash as a vibrator was rubbed all over her clit and inserted a few inches into her cunt. The guy standing next to me was jerking off to the sight. He smiled at me, his prick in his hand.
“That’s Melody all tied up there– it’s her 19th birthday today, so her best friends are forcing her to have 19 orgasms!” he said to me, ceasing his masturbation for a moment. I nodded, exhaling pot smoke and passing the joint onward.
“Yeah, it won’t be too much longer till we meet our goal,” a blond on the bed said with a sexy Australian accent as she looked over at us. “We’re already on number 9!” she giggled and held the dildo she was holding up to Melody’s pussyhole. The girl using the vibrator was beautiful; she looked possibly Indian with her dark hair, skin, and eyes. She moved the vibrator to Melody’s clit so the Australian chick could shove the dildo into Melody’s pussy.
Melody was moaning and writhing in her restraints. I could see her grinding her pussy into the vibrator as her cunt swallowed up the sizable dildo. Melody’s juices flowed liberally from her over-stimulated hole. Her nipples were hard like little rocks. She had a light covering of golden pubic hair that was glistening with her cunt juices and saliva as her Indian and Australian friends took turns licking, sucking, and dildo-fucking her pussy. The crowd cheered Melody on as she began moaning louder and shouting that she was cumming again.
“Yeah, here she cums, come on Melody! Yeah!” someone yelled.
“Oh, yeah, oh yeah, give us number 10 baby!” another guy shouted.
“Cream your friends’ hot faces with your cunt juice, Melody!”
The Indian chick rubbed Melody’s clit furiously and the other girl was jamming the dildo in and out of Melody’s hole rapidly. Melody was screaming, another orgasm about to rip through her body. This was definitely a hot sight! My eyes watched as Melody’s cunt swallowed the dildo whole and she wailed loudly as orgasm #10 flowed throughout her. The Indian girl was using the vibrator on Melody and pulling on her nipples with the other hand. Everyone cheered as Melody came again, her breath ragged, face red from her intense climax.
“Shit, someone let me smoke on that joint a second!” Melody said breathlessly. The sexy Australian walked over to get the joint, tits jiggling, and held it up to her friend’s lips. Melody puffed and held her smoke, then exhaled so she could take another hit. Her friend passed the joint back to the crowd and began French kissing Melody passionately as smoke spilled from Melody’s mouth. My prick was straining painfully in my pants as I watched the two sexy young women making-out on the bed. I was one of the only people left in the house with my shorts still on, it seemed. The Indian girl was still pressing the vibrator against Melody’s slit and clit as I stepped out of the room, shaking my head at the hot scenes going on throughout the house.
Out in the hall, I was immediately grabbed by a petite Asian girl I didn’t know. She was wearing only shiny black high heeled shoes, her pussy hair shaved to a neat black triangle over her slit. Her breasts were small and firm with tasty-looking little nipples. We kissed passionately, my cock poking into her belly hard. Her hands trailed down to my shorts and grabbed at my crotch, making my cock stand even harder.
“Why you still wearing pants?” she asked. She didn’t let me answer, instead she went straight to unzipping my shorts as I swallowed hard. As she pulled my shorts down, she caressed my steel hard dick still imprisoned in my boxers. I groaned as she reached into my boxers and pulled my prick out, admiring its length and hardness in her hand.
She began licking along my dick, playing it like a harmonica, breaking to stroke and suck on my swinging balls. I leaned against the wall for support. People were stepping around us as the Asian girl bent over to blow me in the hallway. She was jacking my dick hard with a steady rhythm in no time as she sucked the head of my cock in her mouth. Her tongue encircled my prickhead and licked all along my shaft. She swallowed my prick down into her throat, gagging occasionally as she deep throated me. My hips began involuntarily thrusting and I was soon face fucking her. Her mascara was running down her cheeks as tears formed in her eyes from gagging on my meat.
I reached down and pulled on her small nipples while she continued jacking me hard into her mouth. My moans were growing louder, my balls tightening as she stroked my prick steady. Her tongue licking and sucking all over my cock while she stared up at me. I grabbed the back of her head, forcing my cock into her throat as far as I could, and groaned loudly as my sperm spewed forth directly into her gullet.
We were both breathless as we straightened ourselves up. I pulled my shorts back up as my cock subsided slightly. Then I thanked her and continued walking down the hall. As I walked away I saw her grab another guy who had just come out of a bedroom, and she immediately went to stroking his cock. What a cocksucker she was! Shaking my head in amazement, I walked by the other bedroom where Sandy’s gang bang with the lacrosse team was still going strong.
Sandy was totally sweaty and disheveled, pressed tight in between two lacrosse players– one was fucking her asshole, and one was fucking her pussy! There looked to be some dried cum along the insides of her thighs. The guys were standing around her still, jacking their cocks in her face and forcing her to suck them down. She was getting fucked hard! I could hear her grunting while being stuffed to the max. All the guys were strong and muscular, and she was so petite and thin! I was in awe as I watched her pussy being split open to accommodate a thick dick while another big cock was lodged up her ass.
I began walking up the stairs to the bedrooms on the second level. The master bedroom door was ajar, and I peeked inside to observe the sex scene going on in there. A pretty brunette was on the bed getting fucked on her back with three guys standing around her. As I entered the room, I realized she didn’t seem to be conscious.
A big, muscular football player was pounding her cunt with reckless abandon. Her body was unresponsive beneath him. I could see cum oozing from her pussyhole as the guy fucked her hole with long, deep strokes. It looked like several loads of cum had been deposited up in her cunt.
“Hey, is she okay? What’s going on?” I asked as I walked up the bed. Her mouth was open slightly, her eyes closed, her breasts bouncing up and down with the force of the athletic fucking. The guy fucking her quickly turned around, startled by my voice. He didn’t stop fucking her, though.
“Uh, yeah, yeah, she’s fine… she’s just passed out,” said one of the guys.
“Yeah, she had a lot to drink,” said another. “She told us even if she passed out she still wanted us to keep fucking her. She didn’t wanna miss out, you know?” I nodded my head at the suspicious scene. I recognized the girl from other parties I’d been to, she was a pretty big slut and she did like to drink a lot. Cum dribbled from her cunt down her asscrack and onto the guy’s ballsack. He pounded away at her, his hands hard on her hips while penetrating her unconscious body.
“Oh yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m gonna cum again! How many loads is this now inside her?” the guy fucking her said with a gasp.
“I dunno man, between the four of us and the others, probably at least a dozen,” said one of the others. He stepped up to her gaping wet hole as the other guy pulled his dripping prick from her insides and he quickly shoved his meat into her. His cock delved deep inside her until he his balls smashed against her runny cunt, getting coated with cum. He began fucking her with deep, hard, long strokes.
I turned and walked out of the room. The other bedroom upstairs was a guest bedroom, and I could hear loud moans coming from within it. Pushing the door open, I was startled at the sight on the bed. A girl was on all fours, being penetrated from behind by a guy. The guy who was fucking her was getting fucked up the ass by another guy! I had never seen male on male on female action. There was a girl in the room with a strap-on, and she was lubing it up to shove it into the ass of the guy who was fucking the guy who was fucking the girl doggystyle! What the fuck!
Before I could watch the girl with the strap-on insert it into that dude’s ass I turned and walked back downstairs. I was slightly disturbed by the scenes upstairs. Back in the living room, the sights were much sexier to me. There were at least a dozen couples fucking around on the various pillows and couches. The big screen TV was still showing a raunchy porno.
A girl was on her back on the living room coffee table getting nailed by a big black guy. There was a skinny blond chick getting double fucked on a couch, the pricks inside of her making her belly bulge out, she was so full. As I walked by her, the guy in her cunt shouted that he was cumming. He threw his head back as his cock erupted deep in her hole. His hands were tight on her hips. The guy in her ass stayed still while the guy in her cunt unloaded his sperm inside her. When the cunt-fucker pulled out, the guy in her ass shoved his cock up in her bowels hard, making the semen start oozing from her pussy down onto the prick of the guy fucking her rectum.
I stood there and watched as a hot red head walked over to the blond girl who was impaled up the ass on the couch. The red head started sucking the cum out of the blond’s cunt, using her fingers to coax the cum from the hole. As the red head bent over and ate the blond out, I couldn’t help but walk over to her and start licking her cunt from behind. She looked up from the blond’s pussy to see who was eating her out and then smiled and wiggled her ass in my face, rubbing her gash on my nose and mouth. The guy fucking the blond’s ass continued pounding her while the red head ate her pussy. I pulled my shorts off and held my cock in my hand.
Hmm, which one did I want, the red head that was eating the blond’s cunt while the blond was getting fucked up the ass? Or did I want the blond’s pussy while another guy was deep in her ass?
First, I stepped up behind the red head and rubbed my cock along her wet gash. She grinded against my stiff meat, urging me to put myself inside her. I held her hips steady with my prick standing straight at her cunthole while she continued tonguing the blond’s clit. Once my prickhead felt her hot juices surrounding it, I had to get further inside. I slammed my cock deep inside of her with one sudden thrust, making her cry out into the blond chick’s pussy. My thrusts were fast and hard. I loved feeling the velvety walls of this sexy red head’s pussy!
Not wanting to spill my load yet, I withdrew from the red head and started eating her cunt again for a few moments, strumming her clit to orgasm. The blond was still getting pounded in the ass, her cunt gaping open while her ass was stuffed. I wanted that open hole; it invited me! When the red head was done cumming, I stepped up to the blond’s pussy and the red headed girl backed away a little to give me access to the cunthole. The guy in the blond’s ass stayed still a moment to allow me to insert my cock into the cunt. The blond looked up at me breathlessly as she watched me place my cockhead within her cuntlips. I felt her heat around the head of my dick and shuddered.
My prick slid inside her hot hole a little further. Her cunt felt incredibly restricted around my dick meat while her ass was filled by the other guy. I had never fucked a girl while her other hole was simultaneously full of cock. It was awesome! Her pussy felt so tight yet so wet with her own juices and probably various loads of sperm up in her. I shoved myself in further, holding her waist tight as I did so. Her pussy squeezed my cock tightly inside of her. As I slid my cock in farther, the red head began licking my balls and the blond’s pussy. We were all moaning and sweating together.
The guy fucking her ass and I began an efficient rhythm fucking in and out of her holes. I could feel his cock rubbing along the thin wall of flesh that separated him from my own stiff meat. He could probably feel my prick, too, from his position in her ass. We were both grunting as we stuffed her full of dick. This went on for several minutes; the blond sandwiched between us was sweating profusely with the hard sex.
I pulled my prick out of her tight cunt without cumming and got up to fuck the red head again. The guy who had been fucking the blond’s ass had her sit up so he could bend her over and fuck her from behind in the cunt. His prick slid up inside her wet cunt as my own poked inside the pretty red headed slut. She stood up for me and I fucked her while we were both standing up, both of us watching the debauched sex scenes going on everywhere. It was hot! I was pretty sure she was cumming on my dick as she began shaking and moaning loudly.
After she began calming down, I slid my cock out of her without cumming and left her to play with some others in the living room. There was a girl eating out another girl’s cunt on the floor, and I got down on my knees to help eat the pussy. The double tongue action made the girl getting devoured moan loudly and squirm below us. I stopped to make-out awhile with the girl who’d been eating the cunt before me; she tasted of delicious pussy juice. My fingers slid down into her hole and began probing her wet slit. Instantly she soaked my hand with her pussy juice! With the other hand I began finger fucking the other girl. Moans of pleasure were heard through the entire house.
Both the girls I was finger fucking readjusted to lay down on their backs in front of me on the floor and spread their legs wide for me. I began fucking them alternately, pounding one while fingering the other’s clit and then switching girls after a few minutes. My cock was in heaven, no doubt! Another guy came up and started fucking the chick I wasn’t currently banging, and he had a friend waiting to fuck the chick that I was inside of. I pulled out to let him have at her, and he was inside of her instantly, making her tits swing wildly at her chest while he fucked her doggystyle.
I surveyed the room. Everyone was naked now and involved in some kind of sexual activity. I counted 10 couples currently fucking on the living room floor, 3 threesomes on the floor, a group of 4 going at it on the couch, and a group of 3 fucking on a chair. People were making rounds from room to room to fuck many different holes. My prick was still rock hard. A girl walking by caressed my hard meat a few seconds with her hand on the way to the kitchen. I shuddered. As far as the eye could see people were fucked up and fucking and having a fucking good time.
Chad then came in from outside and I walked over to him. We were both naked with hard dicks in need of pussies to unload in. A petite blond followed him inside; she was wearing nothing but black boots and a black dog collar attached to a leather leash. He directed me to follow him down to the basement and grabbed the girl’s leash, pulling her behind him down to the basement.
A few others were down there; it was smoky and dim but it was a nice finished basement, complete with pool table and some chairs. A couple couches surrounded a TV and entertainment system. Girls were getting fucked all over the room. Chad’s pet dog Stetson was over in the corner watching a couple fucking on a chair.
I watched Chad lead his girl by the leash to a couch and sat her down. He forced her legs high in the air, spreading her pussy wide open for his stiff meat. Her legs rested against his chest as he thrust forcefully into her pussy. She cried out with his hard intrusion into her cunt. He held her roughly while he pounded her hard and fast, balls slapping her buttcheek while he fucked her. His hand was still on the leash while his meat sank in and out of her wet hole. I could hear him grunting with the effort.
“Yeah, now bitch, yeah, ohh, uhhh, ahhh, fuck I’m gonna cum up in your pussy, yes, oh yeah you’re such a good little slut! Oh, yeah, fuck, your cunt is gonna feel my cock explode up inside you! Fuck! Then I’m gonna make my fucking dog lick it out of you!” growled Chad as he pounded the girl mercilessly.
I raised my eyebrows at the thought of his dog licking the cum out of the girl. It sounded kinda hot! Moments later Chad was grunting and then plunging his cock inside the girl’s hole as deep as it could go, his balls pressed to her ass. I could see the base of his cock throbbing in her wide open slit with her legs raised up high. She moaned as the cock unloaded in her womb. Chad stayed still a moment to catch his breath and then let her legs down, pulling his prick from her oozing hole.
A crowd began to form when he called the dog over to the girl on the couch. He held her leash, commanding her to sit there on the couch with her legs wide open for Stetson. Stetson was a big friendly mutt, a yellowish colored dog that looked kinda like a Lab or Golden Retriever. Chad had the girl lay back as the dog pressed his cold nose into her cunt and took a whiff. She squealed as the animal’s long tongue licked out at her gash, wetting her cunt from top to bottom. It was such a taboo, I’d never seen a girl fucking around with a dog before. Pre-cum was leaking from my rock hard cock, I was so turned on.
The dog licked the girl’s clit thoroughly, making her moan loudly with his effective slurping. People in the crowd were jacking their dicks and fingering cunts to the sight. A couple behind me started fucking as they stood watching the girl get eaten by the dog. Chad’s prick stayed hard, it didn’t even deflate after he deposited his cum load.
“Yeah, you like that baby? You like my dog licking the cum from your pussy? That’s fucking hot. Why don’t you let him fuck you, baby? Come on…” Chad said to her softly. She looked up at him with surprise. Chad kissed her passionately as the dog continued licking her cunt out, making her moan in Chad’s mouth. “I’d love, love, love to see you knotted to my dog…” he said to her.
The girl looked hesitant but didn’t say no. I saw her hold her legs open wider for the animal to have even easier access to lick into her cunthole. Man, even I wanted the dog to fuck her! I had never seen bestiality porn or even fantasized about women having sex with animals. The sight was so incredible, so sexy, such taboo, it was driving me wild.
My heart beat faster as the girl rose from the couch and got on her hands and knees down on the floor. Chad commanded the dog to jump up on her back and the beast obeyed, weighing the girl down with his body over hers. Her tits swung as the animal positioned itself on her back. Once on top of her, Chad began pressing the dog’s ass against her ass, encouraging the dog to start humping her wet gash. In a few minutes, the dog began thrusting his hips at his human sex partner. Chad still held her leash as his dog began humping at her.
I watched the dog humping around leisurely for a few minutes and then I took a deep breath when the animal suddenly started pounding her like a jackhammer— his prick had found her cunthole! She was screaming with pleasure in no time as she was fucked on the floor like a dog, by a dog. The crowd went wild! Some guys couldn’t even hold their loads– I saw at least two guys shooting off uncontrollably at the sight of the dog fucking the girl.
Her pussy was being filled with the beast’s prick and I had a front row view. It was fucking her like a machine, its pace faster than any man’s possible. She was moaning and rambling incoherently with the animal draped over her back. The prick was making lewd squishing sounds up in her cunthole. Her breasts were bouncing wildly with the thrusts. Chad was reaching underneath her to rub her clit. I could see Stetson’s balls dangling and swinging around with his powerful pounding.
It was all making me need to cum badly. I looked around the crowd for a girl, any girl to fuck. There behind me, a girl met eyes with me and I pulled her in front of me. She was petite, with a thick ass and large tits and freckles. I ran my hands over her tits and pussymound and sucked her neck from behind, making her moan. I strummed her hard clit with my fingers and inserted a couple digits into her hole, finding it hot and wet. I needed it!
I took my prick in my hand, my eyes glued to Chad’s dog fucking the girl manically, its nuts swinging all over her backside. The sloshing sounds of her cunt was enough to make me want to explode as soon as my cockhead touched the warm pussylips of the freckled girl in front of me. She bent over a little and I placed a hand on her hip and with my other hand placed my meat at the entrance to her hole. I took a deep breath as she wiggled her ass at me, grinding against my steel hard cock.
Once my cockhead was between her pussylips I jammed my meat into her as far as it could go and started pounding the hell out of her, hard and fast as I could, trying to fuck my bitch as hard as the dog was fucking. Chad’s girl was moaning uncontrollably on the floor as the beast fucked her like crazy. I continued ramming in and out of the girl who was letting me fuck her, holding on to her tight as I did so. My balls were slapping the girl’s ass, adding to the sounds of the dog slapping the girl’s ass with his own nuts and the delicious sound of his prick sloshing around in the bitch’s hole. Down on the floor, the girl getting dog fucked began screaming wildly.
“Ohhhhhhhh yeah, fuck! Oh my God, Chad, he’s knotting me, oh shit, shit, it’s huge, oh my God, it feels like a motherfucking football in my cunt! Oh, Chad!! Oh, ahh, ooooh, fuck, I’m gonna cum! Oh yeah, yeah, make me cum, Stetson, yes, fuck me doggy, good doggy, good boy, ohhhhh! Yeahhhhhhhhh!” The dog slowed to a stop as the girl below him let out a long wail as she orgasmed. Breathlessly she screamed, “Oh fuck he’s cumming in me now, oh here he cums, oh my God, he’s cumming, yes! Fuck yes, it’s like he’s hosing my insides with his hot spunk!”
I couldn’t hold back any further when I saw the dog cum start oozing out of her stuffed cunt. The dog had slowed, his nuts swinging to a stop now against her butt. My prick began erupting as the cum droplets trickled from the girl’s cunt down her thighs. The dog’s prick was stuck inside her. I could see him try to remove himself but he was securely tied to his bitch, his sperm gushing around inside her womb now.
My fingers rubbed the clit of the girl I was fucking as my cock twitched and spurted a massive load within her. I could feel her pussy spasming and throbbing and thought that she was probably cumming as well at the sexy bestiality scene. My cock stayed hard even after I came, I was so turned on, so I just kept on thrusting. The freckled girl’s cunt was delightfully lubricated with my sperm.
Down on the floor, Stetson struggled to get off his bitch but to no avail. People in the crowd were blowing their loads everywhere now. Cum spurting in many directions and being injected into pussies and asses and mouths! I continued fucking my girl while Stetson stayed on top of his human mate. She was whimpering beneath him now, spent from the intense sex.
Several minutes later, Stetson finally pulled his prick from the girl’s juicy cunt. Dog cum immediately began gushing from her hole as the animal removed his plug from her insides. The prick that came out of her was long, about 7″ with a baseball sized knot, both pink and covered with veins. I shuddered, my cock still pumping in and out of my own human bitch while she bent over before me. The cum continued oozing out of Chad’s girl, dripping down onto the floor. Stetson was licking his dick clean. Watching the cum stream out of the girl’s cunt was about to make me cum again. I pounded harder and harder, the girl and I both grunting, and I gasped as I shot another load into her womb, a smaller load, but still intensely pleasurable in my ultra-aroused state.
I soon pulled my prick out of the warm hole and the girl went her separate way. Chad’s girl was still sitting on the floor, trying to recover from the hot dog sex. My own cock was dripping cum, my own breathing hard and ragged. The fucking continued throughout the basement and the whole rest of the house for hours. I fucked probably a dozen more girls while the party went on, and heard later that at some point a brave chick took Stetson in her ass. Shame I missed that! When it came time to leave, I was beyond sexually satiated — I was drained!
“Damn, Chad, that was epic indeed!” I said to him as I was leaving. He smiled and nodded. Couples were still screwing on the couches behind him as he walked me out the front door. So many hot memories were made that night— Sandy’s gang bang, that girl being forced to have 19 orgasms, the naked cartwheelers and yoga chicks outside, the dog sex, all the tits everywhere I turned! I can’t even pick a favorite, I jerk off to them all to this day!

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One of life’s defining moments._(1)

I have written many stories over the years mainly from the perspective of an observer narrating what they see mixed with dialogue. In this story I have tried to write from `the other side’ in a different style, I hope it works. Clearly this is a fantasy though on a subject & situation that is very dear to my heart.

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Breaking The Norm ch.2

I waspretty pleased with an 80% on the first chapter of my first ever short story. So enjoy ch.2 and please leave comment let me know what you think. Thanks

Fantasy

Meeting Alyssa

Author’s note: Hi there. I have been debating on whether or not to write a sex story for a while now. It’s something I’ve never done before, and honestly don’t even know if I have the creativity for it, thus, my first story will not be an erotic one. I was debating on whether or not to have first or third person story view, but for now, have gone with third person. I may change to first person if needed. I will accept criticism, but please don’t be an ass. 🙂 Finally, this is a true story that happened to me, and of course, names have been changed for privacy. Most of this story is true, but there’s some parts that I added that are from my fantasty. I decided not to get descriptive of the parent or the siblings seeing as the story doesn’t revolve around them.
Depending on the feedback, I may do a second part to this story. At the end of this story, I’ll give some options for what the second part could be of.
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“Do we have to move?” Blake groaned, asking his mother. The house he had grown up in was now going to be ‘the old house’. As much as he hated to admit it, he knew they did have to move. With his three older siblings, their current living arrangement was too small.
“You’ll be fine, honey. I’m sure you’ll make some good friends.” Blake’s mother, Mary, sighed softly, knowing her son was disappointed, but there was nothing that could be done. The fact was, they needed a bigger house. Mary sincerely hoped that Blake would be able to get over this move eventually.
Blake sighed, and went into his room to get his final piece of luggage. He stopped upon entering his room, and looked at himself in the mirror. For being fifteen, he was about average height, and a bit fat for his age, which he blamed on his junk food habit. Girl wise, Blake was unsuccessful to the point where he hadn’t even had a date. As much as it bothered him, he coped, and moved on.
“Blake,” His mother yelled with a sense of annoyance in her voice. “We need to go, c’mon.”
Blake picked up his bag, and walked out of the room, the same room he’d slept in since he was old enough to have his own room. Tossing his bag into the trunk, Blake got into the back seat with his two old sisters, while his brother occupied the front seat with their mom. Blake glared at his brother, who he always envied. Blake was quite the ladies man, and it helped that he worked at the local skating rink. “Where are we going again?” Blake asked, trying to recall.
Mary closed the car door and started up their car, which was a four door Mazda 6. “It’s a nice two-story house not real far from here. I promise, you’ll like it.”
Blake chuckled silently. [i]You keep saying that, yet I have the feeling it’ll suck ass, Blake thought, and watched the scenery as they drove, starting to doze off. He wasn’t sure how long he was out, but by the time Blake woke up, they were entering their drive way. His mom was right about one thing, the house was nice. Blake looked around at the other houses, curious of who was around. He could see some little kids playing, and that was about it. He groaned again, pissed that he didn’t see at least one person his age, or anything to do. As he started picking up bags to take inside, something, no, someone, caught his eyes. She was about two or three houses down, and by the look of it, she was of the same age.
Shrugging it off for the time being, Blake continued helping his mother and siblings take things into the house, and their respected rooms, but couldn’t help wondering about the girl. On one hand, at his age, his hormones were raging, but on the other, his social skills weren’t all that high.
“Blake, come meet one of our neighbors.” His mother called into the house.Oh joy. I bet they had a welcome basket waiting on stand by. What Blake didn’t expect was to see the same girl from a few houses down standing outside talking to his mother. She was wearing a tank top that seemed to hug to her breasts, which Blake guessed were either a B or C cup, and a pair of faded shorts.
“Hi, my name’s Alyssa.” She said with a smile, extending her hand.
Blake hadn’t even noticed her hand extended. He was lost in what he believed was love at first sight. Her light color haired, green eyes, and all around beauty seemed to hit him like a ton of bricks. Snapping from his trance, Blake took her hand in his, shaking it. “Nice to meet you, I’m Blake.” He felt his face burning, and knew he had to be blushing. Damnit, please don’t tell me I look like a fool.
“I see someone is shy.” Alyssa giggled. “I knew we’d be getting new neighbors eventually, and judging by the size of your family, this house is perfect.”
“With any luck, my oldest sister will be moving the fuck out at some point.” Blake chuckled. He never got along with his siblings, and as such, often wished they’d just leave, his brother especially.
“Good luck with that, then.” She smiled, as if teasing him. “I only live two houses down from you if you ever wanna hang out.”
Blake felt as though he’d hit the jackpot. A beautiful girl such as Alyssa was actually offering to hang out with him. He was either dreaming, or this girl was just plain out friendly. “If you’re not busy, I’m sure we can hang out later once we get everything packed away.”
Alyssa nodded. “I’d like that. Just come on by when you want.”
It wasn’t until at least two hours later Blake found himself walking down the street toward Alyssa’s house. The neighborhood seemed alright, there was mostly just little kids who, fortunately for Blake, weren’t ever loud enough to actually annoy him. As Blake approached her house, he froze mid step as he stared at his new neighbor, and first love interest, Alyssa. He hadn’t had a chance to check out her body throughly before due to the fact that she had been watching him, and his mother was needing his help. Now, however, Blake was in another trance. Her long slender legs were enough to make him hard, and his eyes tracing along her body only made his cock throb.
Blake forced himself to snap out of it again. He couldn’t allow these thoughts to invade his mind, not now, anyway. He silently thanked himself for wearing jeans, which hid his erection that seemed to not want to subside. “Hey, Alyssa.” He said, walking up to her.
“Oh hi, Blake.” she said in a cheerful voice, smiling at him. “This is my little brother, Tanner.”
That smile, it melted him, it made him just want to hug her, and lock lips. He broke his gaze from Alyssa as she mentioned her brother, with his only thought being ‘goddamnit, this will certainly be interesting’. Wanting to earn brownie points with Alyssa, he smiled at the young boy, who looked to be 10 or 11. “Sup little man?” He asked, honestly not caring of the kid.
Tanner didn’t seem to care for Blake, and just muttered something, going to the back yard. “He always this friendly?” Blake joked.
Alyssa laughed, winking. “Maybe it’s just you.”
Blake pondered that thought for several seconds. If Tanner didn’t like him, that brat could cock block. He’d have to think of something later. “What do you usually do for fun?”
“Since I’m not old enough to drive yet, I tend to do whatever comes around. My friends are all out somewhere, so I was just gonna watch tv.” She grinned at him. “Although, since you’re here, we can just hang out outside and talk. I’d like to know more about you.”
If there was ever a time for Blake to warn himself not to be a fool, this would’ve been perfect. At the sound of her wanting to know more, he thought he had a chance with her. He nodded, smiling from ear to ear, and sat down in the grass with her.
“Where did you use to live?” Alyssa asked, looking to Blake.
“Right in the next town.”
“Why did you move?”
“As you noticed, we have a big family, and our old house just wasn’t big enough.”
“Oh, I see. Were you happy of moving?”
“I wasn’t, but now I am.” He winked.
Alyssa blushed, and giggled. “Oh stop.”
Blake smiled. “How long have you lived here?”
“Oh I grew up here. It’s a nice place, though, it gets annoying because of the main road that passed by, you you tend to hear a lot of traffic.” Alyssa attempted to scoot closer to Blake, her cheeks still warm. He was really nice and charming, something Alyssa hadn’t seen in a guy yet.
“Guess it’s a good thing I don’t mind the sound of traffic.” he laughed, blushing as he noticed she was closer. They spent the entire evening outside talking, and continued this ritual for weeks on end. Everyday after school, Blake would go to her house, and stay with her until she had to leave. Blake thought he couldn’t be happier, and was waiting for the day they could be together.
Blake’s dreams were crushed as one day he went to Alyssa’s house to see his brother’s friend, Tyson, at Alyssa’s. Blake could tell they were flirting, and instantly became jealous and filled with anger. Tyson was at least twenty five, and in the military, how the hell could this fifteen year old girl actually fall for that? Blake approached slowly, glaring at Tyson with eyes that could kill.
“Sup Blake?” Tyson said in a cheery voice. “Hi Blake.” Alyssa said. “I hadn’t seen Tyson in a while, and he decided to stop by.”
“Ah. How are things?” Blake asked with a low voice, almost trying to hide what he really wanted to say.
“Things are good, I may be called back for duty.” As soon as he finished saying that, Blake noticed Alyssa’s face go from happy to sad.
“WHAT? You can’t go back!” Alyssa said, and hugged him. Blake was pissed, and jealous as hell. Why couldn’t she realized he cared and loved her? “When you gotta go?” Is all he asked.
“Maybe soon, I’m not sure.” Tyson replied, hugging Alyssa to him. Blake zoned out, getting lost in his own thoughts as he started wishing bad things for Tyson. Finally, he said goodbye to Tyson and Alyssa, and just went home. A few days passed before Blake went back to Alyssa’s, and he was curious if she’d missed him at all.
“Hi, Blake.” Alyssa said in a happy voice. “Did you hear?”
“Hey, and no, what’s up?” He stood a few feet away from Alyssa, and smiled at her, curious what her news was.
“Tyson and I are together.”What? WHAT? WHAT? Blake couldn’t believe that he just heard, and stood there, dumbfounded for what seemed like an eternity.
“Blake? Blake?” Alyssa poked him.
“Yeah..” Blake said in a low tone, furious to the point of just yelling at her. “When…when did this happen?”
“Yesterday. I’m so happy, he’s an amazing guy!” Alyssa skipped around like a school girl with her first crush.
Blake didn’t move at all, he was still trying to absorb this. How could this be? Why was this sweet young girl actually getting together with a twenty five year old? Unfortunately for Blake, at least a month passed of him hanging out with Alyssa, and hearing her brag about how amazing Tyson was. It got to the point where Blake almost said “fuck it” and stopped going to her house. Blake’s luck changed one day when he went to Alyssa’s. She was sitting on her swing crying, prompting Blake to quickly go up to her. “What’s wrong, Alyssa?”
“Blake..” She said while crying still, and quickly hugged him, crying onto his chest. “We broke up.”
Blake wanted to jump for joy and celebrate, but at the same time, he felt bad for her. Instead, he just hugged her to him, and rubbed her back. “I’m sorry. What happened?”
“He just doesn’t want to be with me anymore.” She sobbed, clinging to Blake for dear life.
It was then Blake knew she had cared more about Tyson then he thought, which only saddened him. “Everything will be okay, I promise.” He consoled her, rubbing her back.
“Thank you..” She said softly, kissing his cheek.
“Always for you.” He said softly, keeping her in his arms. “My family is gone for the weekend, if you want, you can come to my house and relax.” Blake paused, wondering if he just said that. He’d never invited her over when no one was home, and wondered what she’d think.
“If, if it’s not a bother.” she said, sniffling.
Blake could tell she was in a fragile state of heartbreak, and wanted nothing more then to be there for her. Keeping his arm around her, they walked to his house. Once inside, they decided to watch a movie in the family room.
“What movie do you wanna watch?” He asked, looking through the collection of DVDs.
“How about a scary movie?” She asked. Alyssa didn’t usually like scary movies, but she knew she’d end up cuddling to him at some point.
“You got it.” He picked out A Nightmare On Elm Street, put the DVD in, and sat onto one end of the couch, while Alyssa didn’t sit too far from him on the same couch. As the scary parts of the movie kicked in, Alyssa scooted closer to Blake, resting her head on his shoulder. Instinctively, Blake wrapped an arm around her, and smiled. As it got later, Alyssa started getting sleepy, and soon found herself asleep, leaning on Blake. Blake smiled, and pulled a blanket over her, resting his feet on the coffee table and dozed off with her, his only thoughts being I love you, Alyssa.
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[i]If it’s voted to make a part two, I can go a few ways with this story. 1) Have Alyssa fall for Blake, and take it from there. 2) Have her continue to reject Blake until he’s forced to do something. Of course, if anyone has ideas for another way to take this story, please speak up.

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“Breaking Chloe in”

“Breaking Chloe in”
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Chloe’s eyes welled up with tears as a salami-sized penis slowly pushed inside her vagina. Most 15 year old girls were fast asleep, or fantasizing about kissing their imaginary prince charming. Instead, Chloe was having forced sex with her mother’s boyfriend.
It was only the second time that the 40 year old prison guard had skewered her lamb meat. His physical presence completely dominated the girl. Chloe stood at 4ft 11in, with a girlish pear-shaped figure. The perpetrator was 6ft tall, with tattoos and rugged male features.
Chloe’s muscle tube clamped down on the prison guard’s penis. It was a feeble attempt to prevent the progress inside her belly. The instinctive self defensive mechanism – and the contractions of her vaginal muscles – only added to his pleasure.
A steady stream of tears flowed down Chloe’s cheeks by the time he reached the end of her tunnel. Chloe welcomed a few moments of relief as he paused to compose himself. Her strawberries-and-cream complexion had turned bright red with the stress.
Chloe closed her eyes to minimise what was happening, but was still left with the sounds and smells. A wet squelching noise escaped from between her legs as the older man calmly pumped in and out. Her partner knew that he had to take it easy, as the extra tightness had almost caused him to finish prematurely during their first time.
The small bed squeaked in rhythm with the humping motions of the 220 pound male. The chorus was completed with repeated whimpers and sobs coming from Chloe’s gaping mouth; the sounds of quietly being broken in. Chloe wasn’t allowed to cry out loud during the older man’s visits (he was very keen to stop Chloe’s mother finding out). When her sobbing got a little too loud she was told to ‘SHHHHH!!!” She was forced to stay quiet, despite the severe physical and emotional stress.
The bedroom was also filled with the older man’s odour – alcohol, cigarettes and body odour – along with the natural smells from their sexual coupling.
***Losing Chloe’s virginity***
Chloe’s 15th birthday party was just about perfect. Just close family and friends, and a giant birthday cake. Her mother’s boyfriend had even bought her a new cell phone. It was actually the best birthday present that Chloe received on her 15th birthday.
In the months leading up to the birthday party, some of the playful flirting with her mother’s boyfriend had begun to take a more serious tone. While she had occasionally flirted back, she had not recognised the potential dangers if things escalated.
A few months out from Chloe’s birthday, things took a sinister turn. She was cornered by her mother’s boyfriend in the kitchen, where he made a direct proposition. Chloe was washing up the dishes when he grabbed one of her soft spongy arse cheeks. He told her in a hushed voice that they would have sex when she was “ready for it”.
In the early hours after her birthday party, she was woken by the sound of her mother’s boyfriend entering her bedroom and locking the door. She was trapped. Chloe lay still in her bed, paralysed with fear. Her mother had drunk several glasses of wine (more like 2 bottles) and had passed out, so there was no one to help.
The imposing man stood in the middle of the bedroom, undid his zipper, and pulled his pants and boxer shorts down in one swift motion. The first sight of his bulky cock and balls caused Chloe’s heart to sink, and her stomach churned. A fat pork sausage with a big circumcised head was hanging down from his crotch. She remembered overhearing her mother calling him “Horse” and “Horse Dick” a couple of times. A large meaty sack hung from the hairy base of his cock.
“W…w…what are you doing”, she asked Horse in a shaky voice. Horse raised an index finger to his lips as he approached the bed, “shhhhhhh”. Chloe knew full well what he was doing.
Horse wasted no time. His quick movements took the teen by surprise. Within moments he was leaning over the bed and the blankets were pulled down. Like every other night, Chloe was wearing only a t-shirt and pair of plain cotton panties to bed. Her small pubic mound stared invitingly up at Horse. Horse reached down with both hands and peeled the girl’s underpants from underneath her hips. “No…no…please…no…” was all that Chloe could manage. The protests had no effect and the panties were quickly peeled down her thighs.
It all happened so quickly that there was no time for evasive action or self defence from the startled girl. She had no idea what to do. Mild shock had set in.
When he had said they would have sex when she “was ready”, Chloe imagined they’d have a strange conversation one day, or that they’d talk it over. She’d even rehearsed some lines to politely decline him when the moment came, to tell him that she was “very flattered, but that it wouldn’t be right”. Naively, Chloe had assumed the whole way along that she would at least have the choice, the final say on whether he could have her – a simple NO!
A feeling of relief washed over Horse when he saw soft pubic hair sprouting from Chloe’s cunt. There was a black tuft at the bottom of her lips that was a bit thicker. Among the hair, Horse could easily make out the pair of lips that was waiting for his attention. The hair was proof enough; according to Horse, she was ready for sex.
Chloe just lay still. She experienced a flashback to the scuffles she’d heard from her mother’s bedroom. Horse would come home drunk on a Friday or Saturday night. Sometimes a heated argument broke out. And there were the times she’d heard the sounds of forced sex. Her mother would sometimes cry for an hour or more during the prolonged sessions in the bedroom next door. She remembered how her mother’s bed creaked throughout.
Horse spread the teen girl’s legs open and took up his position to mount Chloe. She begged again for him to stop. “Please no…please, please, please…no-no..Please don’t.” Horse ignored Chloe’s begging again, “SHHHHHHHH!!” In the wink of an eye the big mushroom head was probing the middle of Chloe’s lips. But Chloe was completely dry. Even after several attempts to get Chloe’s body to respond, the small patch of hair did not yield any moisture.
In frustration he stood up and decided to change tack and “switch ends”. He muttered something about Chloe’s tight hole and resigned himself to the possibility that oral sex might have to do. Horse had his young sex student sit on the side of the bed. With his left hand, he introduced the head of his penis to her mouth, while his right hand encouraged her mouth to open for him. She could barely stretch her jaws wide enough to take the helmet of his penis inside her mouth.
Chloe gagged as she inhaled the musky smell coming from his cock and balls. She felt sick when she tasted the male saltiness. Horse enjoyed the hot moist sensation of Chloe’s mouth and tongue. Her inexperienced lips and teeth dragged across the sensitive skin of the mushroom head, adding to his pleasure. For a change, he didn’t mind teeth on his cock. It felt incredible with Chloe’s tongue also rubbing against the sensitive underside of his helmet.
Before long, Horse’s thoughts returned to the sweet little slit that he’d seen. He knew that he had to have it. One way or another, he was going to get inside Chloe.
Horse remembered that a bit of saliva had sometimes helped to lubricate Chloe’s mother. It had especially come in handy during the torrid Friday night sessions. He spat a generous amount of saliva on his fingers and reached down under Chloe’s crotch to get at the small lips between her thighs. He expertly rubbed the saliva up and down between the fleshy folds in the middle of Chloe’s crotch.
Horse continued to rub at Chloe’s pussy with his right hand, while his left hand guided Chloe’s head back and forward on the head of his cock. Before long, Chloe’s mouth had cleaned the all the saltiness away from the head of Horse’s penis. Her mouth filled with a disgusting taste, but she knew to keep sucking and licking.
It took about 5 minutes but Chloe’s cunt finally yielded some moisture. She wasn’t exactly dripping wet, but Horse figured it was enough to get started. His confidence soared. He pulled out of her mouth and made Chloe lie down on the bed.
A second portion of saliva was rubbed onto the head of the pork sausage, before Horse returned to his position between the frightened girl’s legs. He lowered his hips to align the eye of his penis with her opening. Horse moved in for the kill and pressed the head of his penis against the moistened lips. With a little light pressure, the helmet of Horse’s cock nestled snugly between the cunt lips. A first squeal of sexual pain escaped from Chloe’s mouth.
Penetration inside the girl did not come easily. Every few seconds Horse had to subtly change the angle of his hips to edge the head of his swollen cock back and forward. Horse’s technique helped him to slowly make progress inside, about a half inch or so at a time.
Horse felt an extra sweet resistance as he broke through her hymen, and he enjoyed the squeal of pain that came with it. From the perspective of a horny 40 year old male, taking Chloe’s virginity was the most intense pleasure he had ever experienced.
In sharp contrast, the pain for Chloe was excruciating. The friction of the old man rubbing against her flesh was intense. From Chloe’s perspective she felt as if she was being ripped open.
Chloe squirmed underneath Horse’s heavy body. The walls of her vagina burned each time he pushed in and pulled out. Horse’s walnut-sized balls rubbed against the mattress as his hips moved back and forward. In the months to come, the big meat sack hanging from the base of his cock would fill Chloe many times.
Chloe flinched when Horse finally ejaculated. She lay trembling on the bed after her mother’s boyfriend had finished his business. Her introduction to sex was easily the worst event of her short life.
Horse enjoyed a post coital pee while Chloe lay in bed. A musky clam smell rose up from his cock. When he looked down to aim his cock at the toilet bowel, he saw traces of Chloe‘s blood along his pork sausage – it confirmed that he had claimed her virginity. A wave of pride swept over him with the knowledge that he had been the first to have the girl.
After months of fantasizing and planning, he had finally deflowered Chloe – the girl of his sick and twisted dreams. To celebrate, he downed some shots of his best whisky from the liquor cabinet. The whisky he saved for special occasions.
***Punishment***
The day to day outlook for the teen girl depended entirely on Horse’s plans each night. Chloe lost nights of sleep and began to slip behind in school work. After almost 4 months, one night Chloe decided to fight back. She shoved at Horse’s heavy body to push him away, and clamped her creamy white thighs together as tight as she could. She cupped one of her hands over her crotch to protect herself and used her other hand to try and keep her panties on.
Horse’s response to Chloe’s resistance was decisive, and brutal – a hard slap to Chloe’s face, and she was promptly dragged by the arm down to the basement. The teenage girl was promptly stripped naked and forced down onto her hands and knees on the spare mattress in the basement.
To muffle Chloe’s sounds, the pair of pink cotton panties she’d been wearing was stuffed in her mouth. The physical domination aroused Horse further. His rough hands grabbed her hips and he immediately impaled her petite body from behind.
The move to the basement had made Chloe’s plight much worse. The girl was soon blubbering and snivelling. From time to time she let out a muffled animal shriek. It turned Horse on to sense the pain that he was inflicting on the teen girl. It was a delicious spice that added flavour to Horse’s favourite dish. Horse liked to use his sexual potence as a weapon against Chloe. The whole process of penetrating Chloe, through to marking his territory inside her, was all part of his domination of the girl. It was not so much the pain itself, but the feeling of absolute control and domination.
Chloe’s body jolted as Horse continued to pummel her from behind. Every so often he gave her a hard smack on her arse cheeks, until there were bright red finger marks all over the spongy white flesh. The fatty flesh wobbled on Chloe’s arse each time his groin smacked into her rump. When Horse slowed down to compose himself for a few seconds, he admired the light brown skin around the rim of her anus; naturally smooth, soft and hairless. Perfect. The thought had crossed his mind to graduate to anal sex, but he knew that her back entrance would be way too small to take him. That would have to wait until Chloe was a bit older.
Once Horse felt that he’d made his point, she was instructed to take her position on her back, in preparation for his climax. A wave of relief swept through Chloe once she realised the worst of it was over. Her body started to release feel-good hormones in the wake of the trauma. Horse slowed his movements inside her belly. The steady pace towards the end of the ordeal was almost sensual compared to what had come before.
Horse’s climax didn’t take long to arrive. The panties were first removed from Chloe’s mouth so that Horse could hear her all of her noises while he came. Her breathing became ragged and she let out howls of discomfort as Horse helped himself to another intense orgasm. After he pulled out of her sticky hole, Chloe noticed small spots of her blood on his shaft and on the big purple head of his penis. Small tears had developed along her vaginal walls. The bruising from the sexual onslaught would hurt for 2 or 3 days afterwards.
The night in the basement changed things. It changed Chloe. She came dangerously close to slipping into a downward spiral. Fortunately her survival instincts kicked in. She later came to the conclusion that there was nothing she could do to change the situation. The brutal lesson in the basement ensured she would never resist the bedroom duties again. As Horse had put it, Chloe belonged to him; and he would have her whenever he wanted. She dutifully provided access to her body whenever Horse wanted or needed.
*** In heat***
Once Chloe had conceded her fate, she did her best to console herself and get through the rigours of her new life. It’s fair to say that Horse’s actions changed most aspects of Chloe’s life.
The teenage girl gave up on the dreams of meeting a guy, especially after Horse convinced her mother that Chloe was “far too young to date”. Horse was determined to keep Chloe to himself.
After several months of servicing Horse’s needs, Chloe’s perspectives on love, sex, and relationships, changed completely. The situation with Horse was her only benchmark when it came to the opposite sex, and the frequent intercourse with the older man was the only thing she knew. Chloe was virtually brainwashed into feeling a sense of normality about her circumstances. In the end, she resigned herself to the sexual arrangements with Horse. Ironically, despite losing most of her faith in the opposite sex, Chloe’s relations with Horse became a case of “better the devil you know”. And on the rare occasions she wanted sex, she didn’t have to wait long for Horse to provide it.
When Chloe finally spilled the beans about her “older guy” to her circle of girlfriends, she was met with complete disbelief. But her graphic – and somewhat detailed – explanation of some of her experiences convinced everyone. The group of girls was split on whether Chloe’s stories about unprotected sex were “gross” or “hot”; her stories about receiving Horse’s sticky cream pies were met with gasps and giggles. Chloe enjoyed the tiny taste of notoriety.
Horse even bought Chloe a brand new bed (to stop the midnight squeaking). Chloe’s mother was incredibly grateful for his generosity – maybe he was even father material! Although, Chloe’s mother was perplexed by all of the yellow and brownish stains on the old mattress (she had no idea that most of them were cum stains, along with a few blood stains). The new bed was an oversized king single with a top of the range mattress. Very expensive. But Chloe wasn’t fooled; she knew it was just another tool to facilitate the dirty old man’s secret visits to her bedroom. When Chloe’s mother wasn’t looking, she sarcastically poked her tongue at Horse. He smiled wryly. The beautiful white bed was duly christened later that night.
Chloe was still very confused about what the situation meant for her in the longer term. She had always been incredibly insecure about her prospects after high school. There were no plans to go on to college or university. Study wasn’t exactly Chloe’s strong point. In fact, there were no plans at all beyond high school. Chloe figured she might pick up a retail job. But even then, she knew that a decent job could be hard to come by. She had her pretty looks, and that was about it.
Chloe still day dreamed occasionally that she might find someone special to take care of her, if Horse ever decided to move on. But if things didn’t work out well, Chloe figured that she’d have to stay on and live with Horse and her mother. In the worst case scenario, she knew that Horse could be the meal ticket for both Chloe and her mother. So she tried to treat Horse well when she could.
Despite having intercourse 2 or 3 times a week – sometimes more – the teen girl miraculously avoided falling pregnant. They had never once used a condom. Horse had forbidden any form of contraception. Their emotions with each menstrual cycle couldn’t have been further apart. Incredible relief swept through Chloe when she started to bleed each month. Increasingly, she had become stressed about the likelihood of falling pregnant. However, it was an insult to Horse’s manhood. Why hadn’t she fallen pregnant? Again?! He wondered if she was taking the pill, even though he had instructed her not to.
But nature is never to be underestimated. One Saturday morning, about 6 months after Chloe lost her virginity, her mother made one of her big family breakfasts. Chloe was still feeling hazy from a long sleep. She felt a bit funny in her tummy, and a bit funny “down there”. A quick check with a hand mirror before breakfast revealed the clear sticky stuff that sometimes appeared there.
The feeling of the stickiness distracted the teen girl at the breakfast table. Not knowing what it was. She didn’t understand why it happened. Chloe didn’t even want Horse’s advances most of the time, so why was she so wet sometimes? And without any reason!? It made her feel dirty and a little horny all at the same time.
After lunch, Chloe’s mother slipped into avoidance mode and disappeared to do the weekly food shopping. Things had been a bit awkward around the house and her mother didn’t know why; or what to do. That left Chloe all alone with Horse. It had been almost a week since he’d had enjoyed her lamb meat. She started to wonder – hope – that he might have even lost interest. She was snapped out of her day dreaming when an order was barked at her from the bathroom, “Chloe, come in here”. Clearly, he hadn’t lost interest.
Minutes later, Chloe lay still on a big white towel on the bathroom floor. Horse spread shaving cream over the patches of prickly regrowth around Chloe’s pubic area. He started by shaving the sparse stubble above her lips, before shaving Chloe’s bikini line. Next, he slowly shaved inwards towards her vulva. He took care and used deft little strokes as he shaved the full length of her lips.
Chloe’s outer lips were surprisingly generous and plump, and her hips were also starting to fill out nicely with puberty. She looked very inviting. Her inner labia were neatly tucked away inside her cunt, out of sight. The fat outer lips were neatly folded together and looked like a delicious butterfly cupcake, ready to be piped with cream. In fact, Chloe even preferred the shaved look to the yucky black hairs. And it also happened to feel good when her underpants rubbed against the bare skin.
Despite the best efforts to ignore all the attention being given to her pubic mound, extra blood had started flowing to the area. All of the touching and rubbing during shaving had worked to sensitize Chloe’s genitals. Chloe sensed that her private parts were responding to the attention (without her permission).
Her pussy tingled as Horse paused to inspect the fleshy rose bud a little closer. A tiny glint of moisture had caught his attention as he wiped away some spots of shaving cream with a towel. The full extent of the moisture was revealed once the chubby outer lips were spread a little.
Horse’s index finger dabbed at the little hole at the centre of Chloe’s inner flaps. Chloe’s genitals tingled even more. When Horse pulled his finger away from the little hole, it produced a sticky spider web. The syrup oozing from between her freshly shaved lips was tacky and clear. Horse’s penis began to stir straight away. Immediately, he guessed that it could be Chloe’s fertile time.
“Sugar tits, I think you’re in heat…” Horse announced. Chloe looked blankly up at him. He went on to explain, “…you know, your body is getting ready to make a baby.” A rush of adrenaline surged through Chloe when she heard Horse’s discovery. Despite her own ignorance, Horse had been able to see straight through her to the most intimate secrets.
Horse’s penis sprang up as he undid his pants. He leaned down and brushed the hair away from Chloe’s face. His other hand was already stroking his cock in preparation for Chloe, “time for some baby-making sweetie.” Chloe blushed. She knew that he meant it. A few weeks earlier she had experienced an anxiety attack about falling pregnant. “What happens if I get pregnant?” she had asked in a trembling voice. Horse’s reply came with a wry smile, “well you’ll be pushing my baby out in 9 months”. He waited a minute before adding, “We’ll get a place together and start a family”.
It was hard for the 15 year old girl to process the fact that Horse wanted her to produce a baby. Chloe read everything she could find on the internet, from conception to child birth. She became obsessed with knowing everything about pregnancy. She needed to know, in case she fell pregnant. The teen girl’s research did nothing to help her fears about child birth itself. But the pictures of big bellies, and babies developing inside the womb, only added to Chloe’s curiosity about the whole process. She even researched teen pregnancy. Chloe was fascinated by the pictures of teen girls with big bellies, and swollen tits filled with milk. Many of the pregnant teens also happened to be taking a big cock in their pussy or their mouth – or both.
Talking about Chloe’s fertility had also gotten under Horse’s skin. He had transformed from disciplinarian to stud breeder. Horse’s focus had shifted to the prize inside Chloe’s belly by the time the teen was lying on the big towel on the bathroom floor. While Horse saw Chloe as a sex object – his sexual property – he had also started to see something else in the girl: a clean healthy young woman to potentially carry a baby when the time was right. At 40 years of age, he knew there might not be many more chances after Chloe (it was already too late for Chloe’s mother). Twisted as it was, it felt right for him.
He lowered his hips to position his cock at her belly opening. Seconds later the eye of his naked penis was dabbing at the tiny hole where his finger had just been. There was never any question that Horse would suddenly stop to roll a condom on while Chloe was fertile. The head of his cock was quickly covered with natural lubricant and cervical mucus. He probed some more at the moisture. A few seconds later he burrowed into Chloe’s moist flesh. The penetration was slow and sensuous. It was the smoothest and easiest sexual penetration that they had experienced together.
Chloe gasped. She couldn’t help but enjoy the feeling as the rim of horse’s helmet glided inside her muscular tunnel. The gentle penetration by the older came as a complete surprise, after all the rough treatment she had received. The sudden generosity and kindness made Chloe feel that she wasn’t just a piece of meat. Those few precious moments of tenderness made her feel that her body was wanted and valued.
Chloe’s body was awash with hormones. After being fucked on the bathroom floor for about 10 minutes, the mixture of hormones and emotions were brought to head. She began to let go, resigned to the reality of what was happening. On top of meeting Horse’s needs, the hormones rushing around Chloe’s fertile body were driving her own primal urges. The events of the past 24 hours had stirred something. It was undeniable. It was unstoppable. It was the primal instinct that hungered for Horse’s sperm, to fertilise her egg.
Horse looked down at his pubescent girl with a knowing grin, sensing that she was responding well to him physically. He stared down at the gentle curves of her hips and the fresh young cunt that he was ploughing. Chloe’s narrow vagina widened and lengthened to accommodate him. A drizzle of cervical mucus leaked out of her cunt and ran down her arse crack. The clear sticky fluid would later assist Horse’s sperm to swim their long journey into her belly.
Delicious sighs of pleasure and pain gently bubbled out of Chloe’s sweet mouth. Even the twinges of pain were laced with a new sensation – carnal pleasure. Chloe suddenly felt that some of the pain was worth it. For the first time, she took pleasure in Horse’s bitter-sweet gift of pain.
A couple of minutes later, Horse angled himself deeper inside, to get better access to the tissue around Chloe’s cervix. With a few expert strokes in the right spot, Horse delivered several parcels of his sperm to the tiny opening in Chloe’s belly. Horse was paralysed by a powerful orgasm. His scrotum rested heavily against Chloe’s anus as he shoved the full length of his cock all the way inside as he finished ejaculating. Chloe cooed as she felt the spurts of hot fluid enter her body.
Horse lay on top of Chloe for a while as his cock continued to twitch inside her cunt. When the last bits of his orgasm had faded away, he kissed her on the cheek, “good girl…you did really well today sweetie”.
Afterwards, Chloe stood up and used a hand towel to wipe away the excess semen from her vulva. She was tidying her hair in the bathroom mirror when Horse returned to wash his hands. He rewarded Chloe with another kiss on the cheek, “that was fantastic baby”. Chloe knew that she had pleased Horse. She could tell by the generous quantity of sperm that she was carrying. She smiled back at him quietly, knowing that her innermost needs had also been met.
***Horse takes a wife***
After the sex on the bathroom floor, Chloe felt strangely contented about what had happened. She concluded that baby making was much better than normal-every- day-sex. The sex in the bathroom had been completely different. It was gentle and attentive, and completely different from the usual rough and rushed style of sex she was used to.
She lay awake for a couple of hours that night wondering what might be happening inside her body. Chloe eventually drifted off to sleep, after finally accepting she might fall pregnant.
Chloe’s mother left early the next morning to go shopping over in the neighbouring town. Chloe’s mother said she wouldn’t be back until at least lunchtime. Her boyfriend had the House – and her daughter – all to himself for a whole morning.
A short time later, Horse heard the toilet flush after Chloe took an early morning pee. He knew that Chloe was up, so he called her into the master bedroom. “Sugar tits…?” Chloe didn’t hear him over the noise of the toilet refilling with water. He tried to summon her again, “CHLOE….?!”
Seconds later she opened the door to the master bedroom. “Babe, can you get me some coffee?” The girl nodded her sleepy head. She paused for a second and then asked Horse if he wanted any breakfast. He nodded. Horse was hungry, so he decided to wait and fertilise the girl’s belly again after he ate breakfast.
Chloe returned a few minutes later with two cups of steaming hot coffee and raisin toast with lots of butter, just the way he liked it. “Hop into bed with me sugar tits”. Horse downed his breakfast as the teenage girl sat quietly beside him in bed. He handed Chloe the TV remote and invited her to watch something if she wanted. A top 20 music show was on. Teen girls dressed in skimpy underwear danced across the TV screen. Horse mused that he already had a teen girl that was wearing skimpy underwear.
Horse watched as Chloe cleared away the dishes. She felt his eyes on her body as she left with the dishes. Horse watched the gentle wiggle of Chloe’s hips as she walked out of the bedroom. He loved the way her underpants were riding up her arse. Horse’s cock started to stir.
Chloe washed up in the kitchen, still dressed in her t-shirt and panties. She paused for a few seconds when she was done. She was confused about whether she was supposed to return to the master bedroom. She had never spent any time with Horse in the adults’ bedroom.
Chloe went back upstairs and stuck her head around the bedroom door. She asked her old man whether he needed anything else. Horse didn’t hesitate, “yes…how about you pull those panties down and get back into bed with me, sugar”. Chloe obliged. Despite some soreness in her pussy from the day before, Chloe sensed she was still fertile, and her body was keen to be penetrated again. Horse stared at Chloe’s pubic area as her hips wiggled back to the bed.
Horse turned the TV off and laid Chloe out in the big bed. He lifted up her t-shirt so he could watch her breasts during sex. “Breasts” is probably too strong a word for the pointy little mounds of raised flesh on Chloe’s chest. Her tits were the shape of two tiny cones, topped with delicious brown candy nipples. Chloe’s often felt embarrassed by her breasts. Her sugar tits were so small that they barely wobbled during sex, and she hadn’t even graduated from training bras.
Horse’s fingers rubbed at the sticky slot between her legs. “I’m gonna try making a baby inside you again”. Chloe wasn’t able to respond in a coherent way while her clitoris was being massaged. The budding girl was still intoxicated with hormones, so she was more than willing to accommodate Horse’s needs. More importantly, she wanted Horse to attend to her needs.
Horse parted Chloe’s thighs and took up his position. Her reproductive canal was still extremely moist and Horse’s cock got inside the pubescent girl without any difficulty. Chloe’s face flushed bright red as his penis penetrated deep inside her tummy. It didn’t take long for Horse to settle into a familiar rhythm with his girl.
Chloe listened obediently as her old man talked about getting her pregnant. She felt slightly squeamish at the thought she was about to fall pregnant to Horse. In short, the 15 year old girl was drowning in the sensations of breeding with the older man.
Chloe’s legs opened further, instinctively maximizing Horse’s access to her reproductive organs. She was amazed at how good it suddenly felt to have her old man working away inside her belly. She loved the fact that he was riding her bareback, and would soon squirt inside her tummy.
The baby making session went for almost 45 minutes before the familiar itch began to well up inside Horse. As he raised his tempo to climax, the bed springs started to make a crunching and grinding sound. He groaned contentedly as he started to ejaculate inside his fertile babe again. Chloe felt generous portions of thick warm semen being delivered to her again.
Half way through Horse’s orgasm, the ragged thrusting from Horse’s penis rubbed against Chloe’s g-spot, which produced involuntary contractions from Chloe. The beginnings of a delicious orgasm rippled all the way through her vagina. As Horse fertilised Chloe’s birth canal, he set off the first orgasm of Chloe’s life; she was amazed at the way it washed over her in powerful waves.
Afterwards, Horse continued to move his softening cock back and forward inside his girl, to drag out the last bits of both of their orgasms. He rewarded Chloe with praise as he pulled out, “good girl”.
Chloe closed her eyes. She knew that it was a defining moment in her life: her body was busy making preparations to produce a baby.
Later that afternoon, both of them wondered if this would be the time that Chloe actually fell pregnant. It was hard for the teen to think about anything else, as Horse’s semen dribbled into the crotch of her underpants throughout the afternoon.
Neither of them realised how far the process had already gone. By the time Chloe’s belly swallowed the full length of Horse’s breakfast sausage first thing that morning, the strongest sperm from the day before had already made the journey to Chloe’s fallopian tubes. The fertilised egg was already travelling down into Chloe’s waiting uterus.
By the time Chloe drifted off to sleep that night, the first speck of Horse’s baby had safely attached itself to the wall of her womb.
***The End***

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Fantasm

Lady Vixen

Chapter One
I don’t really know why I am here. Oh, I chose to be here, and I want to be here, but I don’t for the life of me know why now of all times, I finally decided to convert a fantasy into a reality. But here I am – for better or worse. It is my choice, and I made it freely and willingly. And any minor regrets I am having I will deal with. I will!
Where is here? I am in my “Master’s Dungeon”. Well in truth, I guess it is his basement, converted with some dark cloth on the walls, a few racks, and tables, and several implements of pain and other delicious looking toys. But for all intents and purposes, it is the “dungeon”. The place where my “lessons” will take place. Where my “initiation rites” will occur.
How did I get here? I had been interested in doing something about my growing needs for a long time, and I had read some time ago that “pain is close to pleasure”, and “that there is a fine line between pleasure and pain”. Both of those silly, over-used clichéd statements intrigued me though, why lie. I had known for some years that my sex life was lacking some spice, and after many thoughts, and several fantasies, I decided this might be one way I could get some spice back. I don’t think I am “into pain” in those specific words, but the idea of heightened stimulation and pushing my feelings to new, extreme, limits fascinated me.
I had been aroused by images and thoughts of BDSM for some time now, and was now getting an opportunity to do more than dream. I am a 46 year old woman, (almost [for the most part]) happily married, and I have never, before tonight, ever entertained the idea of being unfaithful to my husband (ok, ok, yes …dammit, I’ll be honest, I had dreamed and fantasized before (often), but tonight was my first “real” effort at doing anything).
In the past several years I knew something was lacking in my sex life. But I just couldn’t narrow it down. I love sex, no shame in admitting that I love EVERYTHING sexual, but recently I was left wanting more. What, exactly, I didn’t know, but I knew I needed something else. The notion of a quick night time fuck, after everything else in the day had been done, usually in the dark, usually with minimal foreplay was leaving me empty. I had never refused my husband, and he did try, but after all these years he lacked imagination, and refused change. Hell, I even shaved my cunt for him once, hoping to arouse him some more, and he had the nerve to complain that he didn’t like the “smooth” feeling.
And yes, CUNT is my preferred word … CUNT, CUNT, CUNT. I was 19 when I married; a total virgin (hell, my future husband had never even seen, let alone felt, my naked tits; how dare he!), and (I am ashamed to admit) totally naïve. From that first married day, that first night he took me to bed, my husband told me I had a cunt. He said he would fuck my cunt. He said he would lick my cunt. He told me to finger my cunt. I was shocked. I was repulsed. I hated that word; I (even) hated him (temporarily). It was a disgusting word for weeks, but … I have a cunt. I now love the word, and eagerly, freely, jealously preserve my right to use that one single word – CUNT, CUNT, CUNT. My special word; my special place; my special cunt. Thank you, my dear husband for awakening me.
Before you think I am total bitch, and totally deserve all that fate awaits me, I will also say … from that first day I never refused him his sexual needs. I was just totally sheltered as a child. I really did know no better. And lest you still mock me, I will also admit I wanted to know more too. And … I was a willing, greedy, eager pupil, and, after that first rude awakening, his willing slut.
I admit to being a full-fledged 21st century person, totally addicted to the internet, and the whole Wicked Weird Web, as I quaintly call it, and I like the images and notions I am being exposed to. Some of the images available have sent my blood pressure rushing, and my cunt juices gushing, lol.
Some weeks ago, I met a guy (“AngelzDevil” is his cute non de plume) through a mutual friend, and we started talking. Or, I should say, he got me talking (to him), lol. I opened up to him like I have never talked to anyone, ever. It was only a matter of time before I was sneaking out to see him privately, and as we got to know each other, over several further meetings (casual and platonic), I found myself telling him things I had only ever thought off. And surprisingly, I longed to see him again so we could talk further. More astonishingly, I seemed almost obligated to tell him all, and then he casually told me he could show me the way to total pleasure, if I let him.
So what is “here”? BDSM is the all covering acronym for Bondage, Discipline, Sado-Masochism. Yes, in this dungeon, and . . . I am about to experience the darkest pleasures of sex.
I had arrived at his home, and we had shared a glass of wine and chatted quietly. Then he left me and went off to have a shower, with no pressure for me to join him. When he returned, wet, clean and dressed in a light robe, he invited me to also shower. I took his invitation, and spent nearly 30 minutes making sure my whole body was cleansed and prepared, paying special attention to my heavenly cunt. I do admit, I sneaked a quick finger or three into my cuntal flaps, ooohh, such was my pending excitement. When I dried off, I found he had laid out a similar looking robe, and I put it on, spending a further five minutes admiring my naked body in the full length mirror, before I demurely did it up.
Devil had then sat with me for the next hour and we had talked at length about what was going to happen. Tonight was my initiation, and nothing “intense” was planned, unless I specifically asked. One thing we had both agreed on was a “stop word” a safe word to signal the other that we had to stop. He had assured me he would respond immediately to my needs, and I trusted him. So why did I need such a precaution as a safe word? To ensure I was always in control, he said. My chosen word was “elephant”. Devil then explained that some people would just use “stop” as their stop word, but he told me that using that word was not always a good idea. Frequently people would cry out to stop, when in fact, that was all part of the act. Crying out to stop was a tease to do more, so stop was not a good word to use. And, if I was to be gagged, he then explained, I couldn’t use my stop word. He said that if I was gagged, he would hand me a red silk handkerchief. If I then dropped the handkerchief, he would take that as my signal to stop immediately. He further explained that “stop” didn’t mean pulling out, moving away or ceasing immediate action, it meant stopping what we were doing, long enough for either of us to settle, or calm down, then, and only then, would he stop. He gave me an example: “Say I was fisting your wet cunt, and at some point I hurt you, and you yelled elephant. I would know immediately to stop doing what I was doing, but I would not withdraw my hand until I knew you were in no pain, otherwise I might hurt you more. Do you understand?” I answered yes.
Having settled on my safe word, we moved on to the next step of my initiation.
In final preparation, and to calm me a little more, Devil then took me down to the dungeon, and gave me a guided tour. As he was walking around describing the toys he had, and what I might feel, he casually disrobed; then naked, he beckoned me to sit on some cushions on the floor.
We sat in the middle of the room casually discussing tonight’s plans. He was totally naked, and semi-erect, his thick, shaved cock and large foreskin were definitely beckoning to me. His pierced nipples were wickedly erect, and he sat totally without inhibition, gently stroking his cock as we talked. I couldn’t take my eyes of his thick uncut 7 inch cock. For my part, I really was relaxed sitting there, but still had a robe on. Oh, I was naked beneath, but we had agreed that tonight, nothing would happen until I was ready, and my signal of readiness was to disrobe fully. When, and if, I stood, and stripped, only then would the “fun” begin. I was in control he reminded me again.
My own tits had already gotten erect, partly due to the cold air in the basement, but also definitely because of the impending activities, which we were now discussing, and my cunt was already moist in anticipation.
Oh, lol, my name is Celeste.
Devil then explained the different varieties of “roles” we could play, together with some of the other terminology used, especially explaining to me the difference between a “top” and a “bottom”. Tonight he, as the “aggressor” or dominant player, was going to be the “top”, the one in charge, and I was to be the “bottom”, the submissive one.
He then told me a few more things to set the mood. BDSM has several varieties, the BD part is “bondage & dominance” or “bondage & discipline”. The SM part is “sadism & masochism”, also known as D&S, which is “dominance & submission”. Tonight, he was going to let me choose my own desire, but he had also warned me that if I came back for more, I would not be given the luxury of choosing. He would be in total control of any future sessions.
“Did I agree?” he asked me quietly.
“Yes,” I answered quickly.
“Yes, what?” He said slowly.
Yes, I agree”. I said, wondering what he was asking me.
“Listen, bitch.” He snapped. “I am the master here, and I will be treated with respect at all times. I answer to Master, Sir, or even Sire, but nothing else. I will ask you only once more, if you agree, and I expect your answer to reflect your respect. Do you clearly understand?”
“Yes . . . Master,” I replied, finally understanding what he was implying. I felt shivers go up my spine, and instead of being offended at his crude name for me, I was more excited.
He then explained that in the B&D part , we could “role play”. For example, “Slave/master, harem girl/sultan, little girl/daddy, student/teacher”. He was happy to do any of these with me, he said, and tonight he wanted me to choose. He also said that although S&M was often associated with pain and hurt it was also called “Sex Magick” by some people, and those people said it was like taking a fantasy and turning it into reality, creating a magical space in which your desires can come to thrilling life!
I knew I wanted more, and frankly, I wanted it all.
I told him I wanted to be his sub tonight. And that I was willing to try some extreme things.
He looked at me, smiled, and nodded. And at that I stood, disrobed, and stood defiantly naked.
Chapter Two
My nipples were rock hard, my cunt already dripping, as I stood silently waiting.
Devil stood, and walked over to me. He stood in front of me and looked me up and down. His eyes took in all of my body. He looked at my tits, “C” cup sized, my hard nipples, and my not thick, but not thin, light brown bush. He walked around and stopped. Looking at my ass? Then he returned, and his hand reached out and he stroked my left tit.
I waited in anticipation, and I wasn’t disappointed. He initially stroked my nipple softly, then pulled it hard, then stroked my breast softly, and slapped it also. He stung, but it felt so good. I shivered in desire. His hand moved to my other breast and he repeated his same actions, and again I felt my spine tingle. His hand moved down over my belly, and I felt him reach my cunt. Like before a gentle rub, then a startling slap.
I was shaking, but hoping for more.
“Little slut,” he said. “Tonight, I will introduce you to the pleasures and pains of dark sex. Do you agree?”
“Yes I do,” I answered, and almost immediately he struck me on the tit.
“Yes … Master,” I said. “Sorry, master.” He then reached for my tits, taking one nipple in each hand, and started to twist and pull. The pain was minimal, but the excitement was intense. He pulled and twisted my tits, looking straight at me, defying me to whimper, or cry. I did neither, I smiled. After about five minutes of torturous pulling and twisting, he released my screaming nipples. My tits felt like dead weights, and I felt a surge of blood enter into each tit.
“Kneel, slave,” he commanded, and I quickly obeyed him.
He stood directly in front of me, his now very erect cock pushing towards my face. He took hold of my hair, and pushed his cock towards my mouth. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his stiff cock in. I closed my mouth and started to suck his thick, throbbing cock, and I swear within 10 seconds he blew his load, pushing his cock hard into the back of my throat, preventing me from withdrawing, by holding tight to my hair. I sucked his cock seed down, and then licked his knob dry, as his cock shrunk.
“Very good, slave,” he said. “I always like to lose a quick load, so that I can take more time to enjoy myself later. Stand, slut”
I stood, and he ushered me over to the rear wall. Along the wall were a series of chains, ropes and other restraints. He stopped in front of some chains, paused, and selected one, and put a dog-collar around my neck. Attached to the collar was a six foot thin chain. With the collar firmly closed, he then took the chain and proceeded to lead me around.
I said nothing, nor was I expected, or permitted to, and I waited patiently. He stopped again, this time in the middle of the room and took my thin chain, and reached overhead. Attached to the ceiling of the room was a further chain, and he attached my small chain to this large one, pulling tightly to ensure I was nearly suspended. I now stood, very carefully, contained, in the middle of the room, and waited for his next move.
He walked behind me, but the tautness of the restraint prevented me from watching him. Along the rear wall were also some cupboards, and closets, and a set of drawers. I heard him rummage through a couple of drawers, and I heard a door open and close.
He came back to me, and immediately pulled a thick black blindfold over my eyes. I was now TOTALLY at his mercy. I was in total darkness, the blindfold covering not only my eyes, but my cheeks as well. And it was pulled down over my ears, muffling sounds close to me too. As he left me again, I felt his hand brush along my side, and flick at my ass.
I don’t know how long I stood there, maybe five minutes. I couldn’t hear anything, nor sense anything either. I don’t know what he was doing, I don’t know if he was just standing there. But I knew when he returned. His hand slapped out and stung my ass. I jumped. Then his hand caressed my ass soothingly, then slapped again. I jumped again. He came up behind me, and I felt his hands come around my body, and cup my breasts. I have large nipples and he took each nipple in a hand and started to tease and pull on them again. Then he stopped and kissed my back, slowly. He started kissing from just below my neck, down to, but stopping at, the crack of my ass. Soothing, slow kisses. His hands followed his kisses and my whole back tingled as he caressed me.
My hands were not restrained, but I thought it prudent to keep them by my sides, and therefore just stood there, suspended by the collar, as he played with my back. His lips kissed lower and I felt him kiss the crack of my ass. Mmmmmm. Then I felt his hands follow, and part my ass cheeks. His fingers caressed lower until he was now stroking my asshole. Then I felt him push a finger into my asshole. He stopped and again, moved away out of range. One thing I do know, he was taking his time, and he was not in any way hurting me. Oh yes, the tit play was a bit rough, but I was eager to do that. What I still didn’t know was what he had in mind for later.
When he returned, again after a couple of minutes, he grabbed my hands and started to push them behind my back, then I felt the unmistakable coldness of handcuffs as he securely, roughly cuffed my hands. Now I was well and truly restrained, and I felt my heart beat faster. I still felt ok though, and wasn’t panicking. But I have to tell you, sight and sound depravation is eerie.
“Slave?” I heard him say.
“Yes, master?” I replied.
“Good Slave, I see you remembered your manners.” He chided. “It is now time to enter into your second phase of your punishment and reawakening. Are you ready to do as I command?”
“Yes master,” I eagerly replied, not a hint of fear in my strong voice.
The whip stung me!
He whipped me on the lower left tit, just below my nipple, and I knew I would welt there; I felt it rise already, and involuntarily I let out a gasp.
The whip stung again, my right tit now, and this time I let out a cry.
“Listen slut,” he hissed. “A good slave does not offend her master. Any more outbursts and I will punish you. Do you understand?”
A third strike of the whip suddenly silenced me. He had whipped me in between my legs, right at the mouth of my cunt. I knew if I cried or whimpered, I would receive more. I wasn’t going to make any more noises.
I was now standing very alert in the middle of the room, Hanging by my neck, blind and near deaf, and shackled with my hands behind my back, and naked.
He came close to me, and I could feel his hot breath as he lowered his head along the front of my body. He stopped and took a nipple in his mouth and sucked, then bit. He repeated with the other nipple, and again my nipples started to tingle. His kisses continued down across my belly, and he reached my pubic hair. I felt his tongue as he licked at my hair, and then he kissed me on the cunt lips.
All of a sudden I felt my collar release from the ceiling, and he took the collar chain and started to walk. He led me to one of the chairs against the wall, and sat me down. There was a small indent in the back of the chair so that my hands weren’t pushing against my back or the chair. But as I sat I also felt that there was a gap in the base of the chair, and the way the chair was designed I had to spread my legs to sit.
As he positioned me, I also felt him bind my legs to the chair. Fuck, now I was starting to worry.
“Slave,” (possibly sensing my fears rise) he said, “This chair allows me, your master, to explore you deeply. It was specially built to allow me total access to your hidden jewel. If you relax, you will enjoy this pleasure.”
Then I felt him lower me back so that I was now lying almost horizontally, with my legs spread open and my cunt in total view. His hands started brushing the tops of my legs, and playfully pulling my pubic hair. And I will admit it, I was getting wetter by each touch. I then felt his fingers enter my cunt. First one, then two. And he started fingering my fuck hole deep. I was lying blind and helpless, exposed and decadent, and he was finger fucking me deeply; and I wanted to beg for more, but dared not speak.
Then I felt him thrust both of his fingers into my mouth. He wanted me to lick and clean the cunt juices from his fingers, and I obliged.
“Good,” I heard him say, and then he moved off again.
Nothing he had done so far had lasted very long, and it was almost as if he was just getting me “warmed” up for something, or else he was trying to get me to the point where I would let him do anything without complaint. (In all of our talks, he never did tell me exactly what he had planned for me).
‘Oh my fucking God’, I silently though when I felt the first tit clamp roughly clench my left nipple, then he did the same with my right and I had my tits well and truly compressed by those monster clamps. Then I felt him roughly grab my left tit, and he started to tie my tits up. I felt the rope grip my skin and he pulled tighter and tighter, and my tits nearly exploded, as he completed the first, then second tit. Now my tits were tightly tied and clamped, and they fucking hurt. Was this what I was supposed to feel? Was it time to yell ‘elephant’ yet, I wondered?
But as he walked away and left me, a strange thing started happening. The pain I knew to be very real, became replaced by a tingling electric-like sensation, and my tits started to feel like they were humming and vibrating. Mmmmm. I was beginning to like this feeling. Was that what was meant by “pain is close to pleasure”? I lay back totally relaxed, uncaring that my cunt was exposed, and dripping, tits burning, and I sighed a happy sigh. This was truly extreme, and intense, but so erotic too.
Chapter Three
Even though I was blindfolded, I closed my eyes in calm contentment. My tits were no longer shrieking, but rather they felt warm and erogenous. My cunt was wantonly displayed, and dripping harder. And my master was silent again. I was left to ponder my own feelings.
“Slave slut,” he said, waking me from my reverie. “It is now time to teach you the ways of a “bottom”. Are you ready to enter my domain and subject yourself to my pleasures, that you might also heighten your own?”
“Yes Master,” I willingly said, unafraid, and feeling very excited.
He heaved me up, and undid the shackles around my legs. Oh, the silent sigh as I could bend them again, and then he helped me to stand. ‘Fucking Hell’, I quietly thought again, as I stood. My tits let out a new agonizing shriek as I realized he had put weights on my tit clamps and I was now feeling my nipples pull and scream as I stood. Fuck, they hurt, I thought. And then he slapped my tied tits. New pain exploded out of my nerve endings.
“You little cunt,” he said menacingly, “I heard you make a noise. Are you really so eager to feel the wrath of your master so quickly?”
“No, no … Master, oh no,” I quickly said, as he pulled me to stand upright. My tits were definitely sore, and I was nearly in tears, but I was also feeling my own sexual excitements finally being realized. I would not stop unless I was in total agony. I would not!
At that he roughly removed the nipple clamps, and then untied the ropes. I swear, I fucking swear that a gallon of blood entered both of my tits, and the pain and rush of blood caused me to orgasm right there on the spot. I swear it, fucking hell, I do. I nearly collapsed, such was the intensity of the orgasm, and he just laughed. He then turned me around and I felt the handcuffs come off. Was he finished I wondered?
I stood there, unrestrained (yes, I still wore the dog-collar, but he had released the chain and it hung between my tits), and I just welcomed the release. But, of course, he wasn’t finished. He removed the blindfold from me, and led me to another piece of equipment. This one was a bed like device, and he helped me lie down on it, then he took my arms, raised them above my head and I felt fresh handcuffs click shut. He repeated with my legs, and shackled them to the other end of the ‘bed’ like device. Then he placed a restraint across my forehead, and a second one across my belly, effectively binding me to the bed. I couldn’t move my head.
I tried to relax, but my tits were still tingling, and my whole body was so electrically aware, that if an ant had crawled across my belly I would have shrieked. This man, my master, never seemed to rush, and again he just left me there for more time as he went off and did god knows what. Although I now had the blindfold off, I still couldn’t really see very much.
He returned and placed a gag ball in my mouth. I looked up at him, but he remained unemotional. Then he moved away again!
I thought I smelled the sweet scent of a candle, although I couldn’t remember any burning candles when we first walked around the room together, then it hit me, oh shit, don’t tell me the bastard was going to do something to me with a candle. Fuck, what?
Was he planning to drip some wax on my body? ‘Elephant’, for fuck sakes Celeste, do not forget that word, I told myself, do NOT forget that fucking word, you might need it, SOON! Then I told myself, as I felt sheer panic overtake, the fucking bastard just gagged me, how the fuck was I going to be able to use my own safe word – oh Jesus fuck, I started to lose it.
He approached me, and I will tell you my blood pressure was racing, sky high, and still accelerating. He stopped and placed the red silk handkerchief in my left hand, then he went back to the cupboard, and returned and walked to my lower body, now carrying a tray. I couldn’t see what was on the tray, and my heart raced faster and harder. I still smelled the candle, in fact, the smell was now making me gag, or maybe that was just the fear doing that! My hand was gripping tight to the red handkerchief, when I saw him remove some ice cubes from the tray.
Ice???? I wondered, but not quickly enough. I tried to look, but the way he had restrained me prevented me from raising my head, and I felt his hands at my cunt again, and no sooner had I realized what he was going to do, than he took a cube of ice, and pushed it deep into my fuck hole. Wow, fucking wow, I thought, as I felt the intense cold attack every nerve ending in my velvet cunt. Then I felt a second large cube get pushed up and the intense cold was as stimulating as the earlier pain.
I relaxed, oh yes, and let him do to me as he chose. Mmmm. This man was good. Here I was thinking the worst, and all he was doing was playing mind games with me. Silly me. I again closed my eyes, and drifted off to a state of daydreams. He must have pushed five, or even six, large ice cubes deep into my fuck canal, and the sensation was so awesome. My mind was tranquilly flying high, and I was in a state of total relaxation, all the more so, from the initial panic I felt. I even felt a bit foolish. I bet he planned it this way just to make me frightened. When he gave me the red handkerchief, I bet he saw raw terror in my eyes.
He turned away again, and I lost sight of him.
But I couldn’t get the smell of the candle out of my mind, and even with the head restraint I now wore, I could swear the aroma was closer than it had been five minutes ago. Then out of the blue, and in a sudden shock, I felt the heat of the wax hit my left nipple. I screamed, but the gag muffled my screams. I fucking screamed aloud again, trying to push the gag out with my tongue, and I thrashed and tried to buck. I cried out in agony, and he dripped a second amount of the scolding wax on my other nipple. I couldn’t help the tears or the screams, and my whole body racked and thrashed as I yelled uncontrollably. But still I held the red handkerchief.
I remember him saying earlier, that a good Master would never use a beeswax candle, because they burn at a higher temperature, and instead he preferred to use a normal candle. I was praying to god that he was familiar with his own words. Also, he had told me that the higher you hold the candle, the cooler (somewhat) the drops will be. I could see that he was holding the candle about two feet above my tits. Oh, I was so ready to drop that fucking handkerchief.
He paused his actions, but didn’t say anything, waiting. I stopped my screams, and had settled into a light sob, when I felt more wax drip and hit my tits. Fucking hell, but this time the pain was less intense, and I didn’t scream again. Then he dripped more, and more and soon both of my nipples were totally covered in dried cooling wax. The handkerchief was still firmly held, but I was having serious regrets, and wondering if I should just stop now.
My tits were in agony, and the burning sensation seemed to go all the way to my backbone, but like before the burning subsided and a tingling commenced. My tears were stinging my eyes, my tits were burning and yet I felt a sensation start to rise. My body was tingling and feeling mildly electric again. Then he peeled the wax from my tits and a new agony occurred, only to be instantly soothed as he then placed large cubes of ice immediately onto my nipples. As he rubbed the ice into my stinging nipples, he started rubbing my tits and pulling my nipples. I wanted to scream. But not from the pain. He was sending conflicting signals to my nerves.
Oh God, this was more than intense. I really thought I should just drop the fucking handkerchief, lick my wounds, slink off into the night, and admit I wasn’t strong enough to participate in this intensity, but another part of me wanted more.
Chapter Four
What was next? Why didn’t I just drop the fucking handkerchief and be done?
My master left me yet again, but before moving off, he undid all of the restraints, including the gag. I immediately sucked in lung fulls of air, and nearly passed out from hyperventilating. I was so weak I just lay there. I didn’t care, and if he had come back and tried to whip me right now, I wouldn’t have the strength to stop him, or even try. I think I was past caring.
After several minutes I realized I needed to pee, and attempted to sit up. My tits screamed, my back roared, and my cunt was numb. What a state I was in. It took several more minutes just to sit, and there I was, legs dangling, heaving and panting, tits sagging and sore, not able to raise my head, a sorry sight, but still defiantly hanging onto that fucking red silk handkerchief. I looked around the dungeon, but couldn’t see my master anywhere. Strange, I thought?
Where could he have gone? I am sure I would have heard him leave and climb the stairs?
I don’t know what I expected to happen here tonight, and I don’t think I got what I thought I was going to get. But what did I expect? Yes, for sure, I wanted to experience the “dark” side, as I called it. Had I experienced it? Yes, I had to answer truthfully. In small doses, my master had shown me the extremities he was capable off giving, and also the extremities I was capable of receiving. I couldn’t refute that. But somehow I felt … well cheated isn’t the right word; fuck, I don’t know what word is right. Yes, I admit it, I enjoyed the pain, and didn’t even see it as pain, in the literal sense. I enjoyed the new heights of sensation I seemed to achieve after passing the pain barrier. That electric tingle and nervous energy I felt several times this evening was EXACTLY what I was expecting. So why did I feel disappointed? Did I want him to abuse me more? Did I expect to treated more like a slave? Fuck I was confused.
Was it over? Had he just left me and gone upstairs?
I stood slowly, and walked around the room. Was their a bathroom down here. I saw a couple of doors, I hadn’t noticed earlier, and cautiously went to the first of these and opened it. Nothing. A small room he obviously used for his furnace, hot water system and other mundane household matters. I turned to the second door, and paused. Did I hear a noise? I listened, trying to calm my rapid breathing. No, I couldn’t hear anything. I turned the knob slowly, quietly, though.
Fuck me!! The room was about ten by twelve, similar in design to the larger basement/dungeon, and there was my master, standing with his eyes closed, cock fully erect, being serviced by a large black man, as a young lady looked on from behind him. My master raised his head, and opened his eyes as I entered, but didn’t attempt to remove his cock from the black man’s mouth. The black man didn’t even flinch, but kept sucking, and I got a mere casual glance from the young lady, who was pounding her own cunt with a large dildo.
“Ah, Slave Celeste, I wondered if you had ran crying home, or if you were stronger than you looked. Say hello to Slave Marc, and Slave Julie.” My master leered, as Marc continued sucking my master’s stiff cock, ignoring the conversation around him. “Let me show you what total obedience is, and what you need to achieve if you wish to continue as my slave.”
I stood there mesmerized, wondering what he had in mind. Was this another test?
“Slave Julie,” my master said, calling attention to the girl sitting behind him. “Take that toy and let this worthless whore feel your wetness. Yes, my little slut, fuck his ass with it, NOW!”
She removed the dildo, and what a dildo. Easily 10 inches long, 2 plus inches thick, black and with a bulging cock knob. She appeared to be about 28 to 30, and was average height, a little overweight, and had dark long hair. Her tits were magnificent, fully 38 to 40DD, and her cunt was bald.
She stood, and walked over to Marc, who either hadn’t heard, or had chosen to totally ignore my masters words. He appeared, although kneeling, to be well over six foot, and I could see that he was firm and taught. From my position I could clearly see his cock, and although not erect, it appeared large. He must have heard because as she approached he knelt up a little, and she lowered herself to reach his ass. With seemingly no effort she pushed the dildo fully into his eager ass, and he then re-sat, pushing the cock deep into his ass. He didn’t grunt or sweat, and never missed a stroke as he continued sucking my master.
She sat back, and started to rub his back, kissing his lower back as he sucked. She reached forward a few times, and pushed on the dildo, seemingly pushing it further into his willing ass. She reached around Marc, and started to massage his nipples, then started pulling them quite firmly.
“Slave,” my master called, suddenly, and we all looked up. “Slave Julie, your master thinks your cunt is not satisfied. I can sense it. What would you do to gratify me?”
“Master,” she said, head bowed low. “Sir, may I continue to finger fuck my cunt to bring myself to orgasm? Would that please you?”
“No cunt, it would not,” he roared. “I want more commitment from you. I want you to feel my wrath. Fist your insignificant cunt. NOW.”
And she did. She sat down, and adjusted herself, then started inserting first one, then two, then eventually all four of her fingers deep into her ever widening gash. As all four fingers got lubed and inserted, she then tucked her thumb into her palm, and pushed once more. Her entire fucking hand disappeared, and instead of just sitting there, she proceeded to fist fuck her cunt, pulling her hand out and back in, in ever increasing rhythm and quickness. Not a whimper or sound came out of her mouth, and she had a look if intense concentration on her face, yet she never stopped. She was pounding her cunt.
Marc never flinched as he continued sucking my master to orgasm. I saw my master shudder, and cum. Marc took him all, and still sucked his flaccid cock. Finally my master withdrew his cock, and looked at me. “Slave Celeste, service Marc, he has been a good slave, and does deserve a reward. Marc, with that worthless cock still in place, show this slut your tool.”
Marc turned around and parted his legs. His shaved cock was immense, I kid you not. At least, and probably larger than 10 inches, and thick … and uncut. My master went over to a chair, and sat. He lit a cigarette and said to us all, “Play little slaves. Enjoy yourselves, as I rest.”
Julie continue to pound her cunt, as I walked over to Marc. He made no effort to rise, the cock still deeply in his ass, so I lowered myself until I was lying in front of him, and then I took his erect and thick cock in my mouth. It nearly didn’t fit, and try as I might I could only get the knob fully in my mouth, but that was enough. I put one hand around his thick shaft, and the other around his huge balls, and started pumping, as I licked his piss hole. His cock pulsated under my touch, and I wanted his seed, but I also wanted that cock in my cunt. Would he be able to perform for me?
Julie saw my master sitting, and cunt still firmly filled, managed to ease her body closer to him. He ignored her, as he sat smoking his cigarette, watching me suck Marc’s giant tool. Marc shuddered once, then I felt his seed hit the roof of my mouth. In a greedy frenzy, I sucked harder, and still he pumped hot seed into my mouth. I felt him trickle down my throat, and I tried to suck his cock harder into my mouth, to ensure I caught him all. Still he pumped, and still I sucked harder. He raised himself up to fuck my mouth, and still he pumped hot seed. I took him all, and licked his piss hole dry. His cock stayed hard though, and still I sucked at his cock.
Then he pulled out, and rested back, pushing the dildo back deep into his ass.
My master sat watching, then called out to Julie, “Slut, come here, and dispose of this cigarette.”
She took her hand out, and crawled over to his feet. She took the cigarette, and without wincing stubbed it out on her tit, about an inch below her nipple. She pressed the lit cigarette deep into her tit flesh, and sat there. Fuck, I though, that must have hurt, but she showed no sign of pain, and didn’t let out a sound.
“Slut Marc, that ass of yours is well fucked, dispense with the toy.” My master then called out. Marc eased up, and the dildo plopped out. Marc turned and picked up the dildo, and … sucked it. He stuck it in his mouth, and proceeded to lick and suck on it like it was a real cock.
These two slaves were willing and unhesitant to obey their master’s every command. Fuck.
I sat back, and just stared.
Chapter Five
Was my new master trying to shock me? I was seeing dominance and submission here tonight, for sure, extreme dominance and submission. These two slaves were obviously experienced slaves, but still I couldn’t help wonder what my master was trying to do. Was he trying to show me what he expected me to do? Was he trying to see if I would be repulsed?
Marc took the dildo out of his mouth, and then licked his lips, and sat back. Julie sat quietly, a definite blister and burn showing on her tit. Neither slave uttered a word, nor showed any emotion. Were they enjoying this treatment? What was their motivation?
“Slave Marc,” my master called, as he reclined casually on his chair. “Is your masculine ass-cunt clean?”
“No master, I fear that it isn’t.” Marc said simply.
“Slave Julie,” hissed my master. “Need I punish you for lapsing in your duties?”
Without answering, she crawled over to Marc, who bend over onto his hands and knees expectantly. Julie instantly lowered her head and mouth to Marc’s ass. He pushed his ass back to meet her, and she put her hands up to spread his ass cheeks further, and started licking voraciously. Then she started to use her fingers to finger his ass hole as she continued licking, and as she did, Marc pushed even further towards her. He was getting his ass sucked, licked and fingered by her, and they both seemed to enjoy it. There must have been shit particles (or more). Even if he didn’t know for sure, she must have known, and she didn’t stop or hesitate. I couldn’t believe what happened next. Julie managed to insert her whole hand into his ass, and started to fist fuck his ass.
I sat there in stunned awe.
“Slave Marc,” my master said calmly. “Your horse cock could satisfy that new slut’s cunt, yes? Then why is she sitting there alone, and not joining in?”
I took that as my cue, and moved over to Marc. Julie didn’t stop her assault, and he didn’t look like he wanted her to stop either. I wanted that well hung cock in my cunt, I won’t deny, but I was praying very deeply that my master would not demand Marc fuck my ass. I had only ever had one ass fuck, and it hurt, and that cock was only 6 inches. I could NOT take a 10 inch dick like his for sure. As I turned my ass to face Marc, he immediately took his cock and guided it into my wet, willing and throbbing cunt.
He pushed deep, fast and hard, and I felt his entire cock rip into me. Fuck he was thick and hard, but I wanted him, and knew I had finally been fucked by a real MAN. I felt his cock stretch and tickle my entire fuck canal, and I wanted him to ram that donkey dick deep and deeper. As he was fucking me, I couldn’t resist, I started pulling my tits hard. This was the fuck of a lifetime, and I was going to make it last. I had five kids shoot out of my cunt, and my husband’s cock just wasn’t giving me the same pleasure it used to. I had always dreamed of a large black cock, and now that I had one, I was going to abuse it to my desires. I have always love doggie-style fucking – the better sensation I get feeling a cock ram along what is actually the back of my fuck canal, and I love it. This man was giving me shivers of orgasms with every stroke, and I was in ecstasy.
Then I felt a finger, (Marc’s I hope?), at my asshole, and he pushed a bit, then some more, then harder, and was in. Then he started fingering my ass. Fuck. He didn’t even hurt, like the one and only time I had tried ass fucking, geez that hurt then. [Although lately, I will admit, I had been escaping to a small lake near home for some extra fun, and one of the new things I had experimented with was using bottles in my ass. That was a nice feeling, and I had got a soft drink bottle up my ass nicely, and I then fucked my ass steadily.]
So there we all were, my master reclining naked, cock in hand, watching; Julie fisting Marc deeply and furiously, Marc fucking my hot cunt for the best fuck of my life, and Marc simultaneously fingering my back hole. This was raw sex at it’s dark best. And if this was what I was seeking, I had found it.
“Slave Julie, you little slut, I need you here now,” My master said suddenly.
She pulled her hand out of Marc’s ass, and crawled over to her (our) master. “Slave, my cock needs relief, perform for me, or else I will be displeased.”
At that she knelt in front of his cock, and waited, mouth open. What was going on now, I wondered? Then he started to let out a stream of hot piss, straight into her waiting mouth. As he steadily pissed, she swallowed it all, not spilling a drop, and then she lent forward and sucked and licked the last dribbles of piss from his piss hole. Then she took his flaccid cock deep into her mouth, and started to suck. As she sucked she also started jerking his still small cock, and soon he was erect, and fucking her compliant mouth.
Marc was pounding his cock deep into my cunt, and I now knew I couldn’t have cared less if my master asked me now to do that, I was beyond silly inhibitions, and would eagerly perform for my master.
Marc seemed to stop, and pull out, and I definitely disappointed, until … oh fuck, I felt his cunt juice covered cock, push at my ass hole. No! I silently screamed, but I was definitely reluctant to speak aloud. Oh god no, I cried inside. Then I felt his cock slide deep and tightly into my ass. It fit, my god, his horse sized cock actually got up my ass, and I didn’t feel pain. Fucking hell, lol.
Oh fuck me, Marc I silently willed, and he didn’t disappoint me. He rammed harder and harder, and my ass took it all. My fucking ass took his cock to the hilt. I could feel his big black balls banging into my cunt as he fucked me relentlessly.
I looked over to my master, hoping for approval, but he was distracted. From somewhere he had found a small stiletto knife, and was easing the razor sharp blade over Julie’s naked back, as she continued sucking his cock. Then he tilted her head back, forcing her to drop his cock, and he then started playing the knife over her ample tits. As Marc continued abusing my ass hole, without any complaint from me, lol, I watched. I saw the tip of the blade nick her tit, and she never flinched. He kept rotating the pointy blade perilously close to her nipple and she sat there smiling.
He wouldn’t cut her and hurt her? Would he? I watched, feeling the horse cock rip my ass to joyous shreds, distracted by my master’s activities. He nicked her a second time, and this time she put her finger to the drop of blood that oozed, and then licked her finger. He nicked her again, and again she licked the blood. I turned away from them as I felt my own excitement rise.
My whole body racked in orgasm as I felt Marc finally come, and I knew without being asked, that I would suck his cock as soon as he pulled out of my ass, and that’s what I did. I didn’t wait to be asked, I turned and grabbed that huge dick, and started licking his head. He collapsed back on the floor, and I joined him, exhausted.
“Well children, tonight’s little lessons were useful, yes?” my master said to us all. “It is getting late, and I am tired. Shall we reconvene tomorrow night, at the same time? Are you all willing to endure more punishment for being worthless?”
None of us spoke, and my master walked out.
Marc let out a sigh, and Julie crawled over to him. “Oh darling, you were great tonight,” she said. “I was so hoping you’d see me get fucked by him, but we know we must wait. Thank you honey.”
Marc smiled, and kissed Julie. They knew each other? Friends? Couple? Married?
I crawled off without waiting for an answer. I knew I’d find out soon enough, I planned on returning.
Soon.
End of the first tale of Celeste’s new lifestyle.

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Three recently married couples spend their honeymoon’s first night in the same hotel. The next morning the three woman meet in the hall and decide to have breakfast together and to gossip about their wedding night, although one of them claims she won’t be eating anything. The first starts enthusiastic, “Last night my husband put his whole hand inside me!” The second bride, not surprised at all, proudly takes her turn at once, “Mhuh… my husband put his whole arm inside me!” Then, both women look at the third one who, although moving very clumsily, stares at them with ambiguous satisfaction in her whole body, looks down on her hip and cries out to it, “Hey John, come out and say hello to Sarah and Pam!”

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