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The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 20

To live a violent life
I think I should take a few moments to talk about violence and humans. Most of you only see violence in small amounts and never really understand it, never really get how much and at the same time how little the human body can take. Without direct damage to the nervous system the human body can heal from almost anything that doesn’t kill it out right, but it is far easier to inflict enough damage to kill someone than most people understand.
Most people see violence as what is seen on TV, Hollywood violence I like to call it. In moves a guy gets his head slammed in a car door and then gets up and keeps fighting, in real life the man is dead his head cracked open, his brains on the pavement, just pain dead. Even if he is lucky or thick skull enough to not die he is going to spend the next few minutes trying to remember which way is up, trying not to be sick and praying no one does it again because he can’t move. You get hit hard in the head you stay hit, you don’t keep going, you just try not to pass out. When you are down on the ground and you take a kicking you don’t stand back up and carry on afterward, you lie on the ground and hope the world stop spinning. A broken rib is not something you fight through, you fight to breath, this is the difference between the real world and moves.
Then you get people that watched professional wrestling when they were young, now they all know it is fake, but they still see that as the way violence works. If you hit someone in the head ten times while counting they are not going to get back up, they are going to be out. And then the is boxing, let’s get beyond the fact the both parties have spent a life time getting used to being hit in the head, know how to block, know how to dodge and how to move their head to rob a punch of its power, they are still wearing 12 oz gloves, and people still get knocked out. After the boxers spends 4 weeks just recovering. Most people don’t understand the kind of damage a fist, a bat, or a knife can do to a body.
People that live for violence are not like you, they live on an edge between damage and pain or victory and glory. So few people, normal people, understand violence in a pure animal form and of those that do most don’t talk about it and even if they did you wouldn’t understand what they said. The one that do talk about it, the one that can explain it to you, can put pure violence into words, are not the kind of people you want to spend time in a room with. The closest I have ever come to putting it in to words is ‘the rush and the crunch and the scream’ and when I shut my eyes I can still feel it running in my veins.
The point of all that is that violence, real violence, is a dirty and dangerous thing where people get hurt and people die. It was the way of the world that I lived in, that one of the few ways out was feet first with a wood overcoat, and you didn’t know when or how or why beforehand it just happened. This is a story about the end to a truly violent life and what it made me.
It was mid February and about 9pm, it was going to be a cold night, the frost was already forming on the pavement making it slick under foot. I had closed up the corner early, addict buy early in winter and find someplace warm to take the fix so keeping the corner open late gained us very little business. I took a swig from the bottle I was holding letting the rum heat my insides and passed the bottle over the head of the brunette that was snuggled up under my arm to Cain. He took a long pull of the spirit and breathed out slowly his breath missing in the night air.
“That’s good stuff” he said “you always have good shit Rave”
“It’s because I don’t buy the £5 gut rot that you lot seems to get no matter how much tin you are making” I replied “I know WhiteLighting is an institution but it really is shit. Where are we going anyway?”
“A flat I know, it is not far, I am meeting her there” he answered. The brunette shifted against my chest shivering from the cold. I have been trying to remember the name of the girl I was with that night, I had a thing going with a couple of different girls at the time but I didn’t have a real girlfriend and that meant I passed around the gang girls, I could give you the name of one of them or make one up but the truth is I have no idea who I was with that night all I am sure of is she had brown hair, I think that give you some idea of the number of girl I had been sleeping with since Faye left. I could give her a name but I think we will stick to the brunette for now.
I again wonder how many flat the gangs had taken over on the estate that started out as squats. We put a new door on, clean up the mess and then use it. Just my crew had two near our corner and I kept being taken to new ones. This one looked as if it had once been converted to a counting house, the door reinforced and a large table set up in the main room. I watched Cain fidget as we waited, I had seen the lad kill without blinking, but he was worried about seeing the girl it must have been love. I hope it was love because otherwise a lot of bad things happened so he could sleep with something a little exotic.
There was a knock on the door and he was up like a shot to get it letting in his girl. Now I remember her name, Sharri was a tall, curvy girl with hair that feel into lose curls and deep, green, sad eyes. She would have been a very good girlfriend for Cain but she was Islamic. They had been slowly becoming a subset of the estate for months now and we didn’t mix. We weren’t really racist, it takes a bit of effort to be really racist and we just put on effort into not being racist, we treated them like shit but then again we treated everyone like shit. If they had tried to assimilate into the estate maybe it would have been different but as it was the tension was building and both sides hated each other.
She had them meet in secret because her family wouldn’t understand and he had them meet in secret because some elements of the gang would use it to go after him. I was loyal to Cain and any girl I was with wouldn’t be stupid enough to repeat anything she saw while hanging with the gang’s two top leg breakers, and it would get her more status to act like it was a big secret she was in on anyway. If me and Cain were seen going to the flat we were just sharing, some of the best way to truly violate a girl needs two of you to do it you know.
He walked back over to me and pulled the bottle from my fingers “We will need this more than you” he said with an evil grin and took Sharri in his other hand dragging her to one of the bedrooms.
The brunette stood and began to walk backwards towards the second bed room with her head bowed a little so she was looking up at me sexily with big eyes full of mischief that I am pretty sure were green. I stood a little clumsily and wondered how much I had drunk as we waited, I shook my head slowly to clear some of the buzz, and I began to move towards her. I got to her as she reached the door, I pushed her up against it and groped her breast through her clothes getting a gasp of my efforts. I fumbled behind her for the handle and the door swung inwards, I stumbled as she move sideways with the door and ended up pressed hard on her, she laughed and ran her fingers over my face. She had very pretty face when she laughed, soft, pretty, pink lips moved into a smile, very pretty lips.
I kissed her softly at first, her lips where sticky and tasted sweet, I moved my tongue forward to lick the gloss of my lips and she took it into her mouth. I let her massage my tongue with her own feeling her hot breath in my mouth. My hand came up and grabbed a handful of her hair rapping it in my fist pulling her head back and our mouth apart. I kissed her neck and throat gently feeling her swallow nervously as I ran my tongue into the tiny little indent just above her sternum. I spun back and pushed her into the room in front of me giving her arse a resounding slap through her tight jeans making her squeal and scamper ahead of me.
We began to dump our clothes in a pile giving a sharp intake of breath as the frigid air in the room touch my skin. Her body was skinny, her ribs clearly visible underneath the swell of her breasts, but this wasn’t unusual on any council estate. Her nipples where hard more from the cold than any attraction to me, she shivered as the last of her clothes hit the floor. “Are you going to just look at me all night or do you want to come over here and keep me warm?” she asked, what lad is going to pass that up.
I walked over to her and kissed her again, our naked bodies pressed against each other. Her hands roamed my back and shoulders, mine held her pert arse firmly. I broke off the kiss and brought one of my hands around, still holding her to me I moved it down her body starting by running my finger tips over the curve of the cheek and along the line of her chin. I moved my hand down onto her neck, wrapping it around her throat and giving it a gentle squeeze making her gasp. I let go and ran my hand along her collar bone and slipped my finger down her side counting the ribs, my thumb ran up the small swell of her breast brushing her nipple, I stopped for a moment making small circles around her nipple.
She leaned her back closing her eyes and letting out a small moan, I leaned down to kiss her throat and let my hand move downward over the skin of her completely flat stomach, my thumb briefly playing with her belly button, and past the swell of her pelvis onto her thin covering of pubic hair. She knew where I was going and spread her legs slightly to give me access still she gave a sharp intake of breath with the shock as I touch her between her legs. I am sure I must have fucked the girl several times but I had no idea of her body and that always makes foreplay difficult. I watched her body carefully for her responses to the changes in area and pressure as I played with her. She was really too sensitive for direct stimulation to her clit this early in the play so I stayed lower. Soon she was wet enough for me to slide my fingers into her curling then up along the front wall of her cunt listening to her gasp and moan in pleasure.
“God I need you in me now” she scream and tried to push me back onto the bed, I was close to twice her weight and she strained to move me until I decided to sit down, my finger coming out of her with a sucking sound covered in her wetness. She climbed on top of me, her breasts level with my face so I leaned forwards and kissed her nipple. Her hand wrapped around my cock giving it a few strokes to make sure I was fully hard than she line m it up with her slit and moved down pushing the head into her cunt. She may have been wet but she was small and tight and only got about half way down before she had to pull back up. Still she kept at it, moving up and down, bouncing on my cock each time pushing down hard to force more of my cock into her as she stretched slowly. It took her a while but in the end our pelvises met on a downwards thrust and she sat impaled on my cock.
We were far closer to face to face now, her face was a mask of discomfort as she sat there getting used to the feeling of being full of me, letting her cunt adjust. I watch as the pain slowly faded from her face and I smile began to spread across her face “I have never felt so full” she panted “you are so big” I knew it was more than likely a lie but girls tend to lie about sex they think guys need it. I never got that, if you where bad at something you need to know so you can get better. She began to rock her hip back and forth not really pulling my cock out of her just letting it move around inside her. She was very tight on me and the pressure on my cock was almost painful, almost. I slapped my hands onto her hips and began to push them increasing the force and speed of her movements.
Her eye were shut, her mouth pressed into a tight, thin line, breathing hard through her nose. Her little breast jiggled ever so slightly as she thrust forward, her stomach becoming a hollow underneath her rips and she thrust back. Her lips parted and she let out a thin moans. I was close, I could have held off, if I had cared about the girl I might have but she was just a bit of fun here for my pleasure. I grabbed her shoulders and flipped her onto her back with me on top my cock still in her and I went at it thrusting hard, fast and deep. Her moans went from pleasure to pain quickly, it was a good thing I was so close or I could have done some real damage to her cunt. But I was close and I let myself peak fast pushing my cock on the way into her and cumming deep into her. I pulled my softening cock out of her, she hadn’t climaxed and I didn’t care. I climbed up her and wiped the mess on the head of my cock down one cheek then the out leaving to lines of cum on her cheek bones.
“Leave it” I order roughly as she moved her hand up towards her face. Her hand flopped back down to her side and she lay there panting as I got dressed.
“Rave are you done, can I come in” Cain shouted though the door.
“It’s alreet we done” I shouted back not giving a thought to the naked girl on the bed as Cain came in. He passed me a mostly empty bottle and I took a swing from what was left.
“Bring your girl and come on I have got something for her to do” he ordered me as he turned back towards the door. In the other room Sharri was on the bed, naked, her right hand had been tied to the head board by what looked like the scarf that had been around her head when she came in and she struggled to free it. Her flesh wobbled in a very enticing way as she moved, Cain laughed and she stared at the door in shock.
“No, please Cain don’t let them see me like this” she said in sexily accented English. She rolled onto her back, she was impressive, you could really see why Cain was into her. Jet black curls spilled onto her shoulders, the green of her eyes set off by the shade of her skin, you would have to say she was chubby but not in a bad way it gave some real curves to her body. Dark brown nipples sat in the middle of large, firm breast matched the swell of her hips and arse with the smaller waist giving her an hour glass look. The mass of black pubic hair hid the contrast between her light brown skin and the pinkness inside her slit from which Cain’s cum dripped.
“Ssshhhh lass you have to learn to enjoy yourself” he said then turning to the brunette “I have made quite a mess, go clean her up.” She didn’t need to be told twice as she climbed onto the bed and ran her hands along the girl’s legs, white skin on brown, as she spread the girl. She leaned into the girl crotch extending her tongue, Sharri gave a little whimper just before the brunette made contact, and then the brunette went to work. I passed the bottle back to Cain and settled down to watch to show…
The girls left about a hour later, the brunette had worked hard to lick and suck Cain cum out of Sharri cunt and had then brought the deeply embarrassed girl to a screaming climax using her tongue and fingers. The brunette had achieved her own orgasm for the night by fucking the restrained girl’s face and lips until her skinny little body convulsed violently. It had been fun to watch and even more fun when Cain made Sharri admit, much to her shame, that she had enjoyed it before letting her go.
Cain and I sat and talk gang politics, about how we were going to have to clip the Burned Stars wings when the summer wars started up again, as the girl got dressed and left. We moved on to fast Eddy’s ambitions as we went to leave, Cain was getting more and more worried that Eddy wasn’t just making a run at Mark but Bob as well, he had started talking of dealing with Eddy as Bob never would which worried me. Not that I didn’t think Eddy needed killing but he was still Bob’s blood and in a fight between Cain and Bob I had no idea who’s side I would be on, it was the first time I started to think about loyalty to anything other than the gang. I often wonder how my life would have changed if that night had gone differently, so much changed, so much that could have been done if I had just sat there all night but we didn’t we left.
Once out the door the cold air hit me driving some of the alcohol fuelled fogginess from my brain. The floor was slick with frost as we walked down the street. I didn’t see the stone but a window above our heads exploded as it hit, a lad of about twelve stood just in front of us panting wildly and then he turned and ran.
“Get the scrag” Cain yelled and we set off after him, our feet slipping as we accelerated. If we had been sober we may have ask who in the right mind would throw something at us, we would have seen the colour of his skin or something and wouldn’t have go charging after him but we were drunk so we did. I pulled in front of Cain and whopped with joy as I saw the lad take a turn down a dead end. I skidded to a stop as I saw what was waiting for us at the end.
The lad ran past six other, older and bigger, all with Islamic looking and they spread out to meet us. I almost laughed, coming of me and Cain with only six was very light, odds of 3 on 1 unless they were very good the where fucked. Then I saw the glint of metal in one of their hands that sobered me up far quicker than any amount of cold air, I felt the adrenaline buzz under my skin as I took in the blades each of them where holding. The little hiss Cain gave showed he had seen them too, I heard the small crunch in the frost behind me, I didn’t take my eyes off those in front of me but I felt the ones move in behind closing the trap, at least four of them. 5 on 1 when they have blades is far worse odds but I wasn’t going to go down easy, giving voice to my rage I charged at the nearest to me.
Cain let out his own war cry behind me. Once a blade was involved the where no rules among the gangs, and even if they had been they wouldn’t have covered them, so this was going to get messy. The blade flicked out towards me, moving far too slowly in my red tunnelled world, my hand snatched his forearm out of mind air twisting it painfully as I smashed into his body driving him back a few steps. I wanted to finish him fast so I brought my knee up between his legs, he grunted in pain a leaned forward exposing his head. I threw a massive right hook into his temple making his head snap sideways, you want to put someone down side on impact is the way, and his leg crumpled under him.
I took what I could from my rage letting it give me speed and strength that these people couldn’t understand but I had to be careful, I had to push down the red mist that wanted me to unleash to ripe and rend them all. But the where to many targets, too much danger, to get locked in, to attack without thought for myself, would have been suicide.
I felt an impact on my left tight, like a punch, but I felt the blade as it was pulled out of my flesh. The evil grin on the face of the lad with the bloody blade faded when I turned on him. He swung it again and I stepped inside the arc trapping his arm under mine, my hand grabbed at his face my thumb finding the soft spot of his eye and push down. He howled with a sound that had very little human in it and tried to pull away stretching his arm. I moved my arm back and drove my palm into his elbow watching it fold up the wrong way and he feel back whimpering.
I felt the movement behind me and moved to the side sharply the knife still slashing a bloody line across my upper arm and then the weight hit me on the back. His arm came around to try and choke me so I forced my chin down to protect my throat. He reversed the grip on his knife and tried to bring it back at my chest so I had to grab his wrist. Another one came at me from the front blade held high, I push my weight into the lad behind, and I lashed out with my leg. My boot connected with his knee cap with a resounding crack and his whole leg buckled under him in an odd direction. I stopped his screaming by lashing out again at his face, breaking his jaw and sending teeth and blood flying, so he could barely mew as he hit the floor.
The distraction had brought the blade of the lad at my back far closer to my chest. I leaned my head to the side finding an exposed area of skin at his wrist and bit down hard. The hot copper tang of his blood filled my mouth sending a new spike of adrenalin running through my body. I brought my teeth together slicing off a chunk of flesh from his forearm, I pushed his knife away with easy and I brought my elbow hammering back into his ribs feeling bones break and scrap under the impact. He was done and I shrugged him off with pitiful easy and spun away lashing out wildly. My fist connected with something solid as I spat the bloody flesh from my mouth. I came up with my back to the wall searching for a fresh target.
Suddenly there movements changed, they drag their down friends up and ran for it. I counted 13 of them and was pleased to see that not one of them looked whole. I laughed with contempt at their cowardice and moved to set off after them, the sudden shock of pain in my leg stopped me and I took in the steady flow of blood spreading down my right arm and left leg. I turn to look for Cain to make some dumb joke about it which froze on my lips when I saw him. He was on his knees, head bent down to his chest, a vivid red line running down his face, his hands pressed into his stomach covered in dark blood. I ran over to him letting him fall back into my cradling him gently. He looked up and smiled weakly.
“Rave… Rave I think… they got me”
“Nay, you will be fine, it takes more than this to bring big bad Cain down, we just get you up that’s all” My words came out fast and high, I sounded as young as I was.
“Rave my stash…”
“Fuck! Don’t tell me that, we just get you to the hospital and you will be fine” I started to lift him up and he grabbed me by the back of my head.
“Listen you fuck… My stash, it is the roof above the left hand cupboard in my room, it is a metal lock box, the key it stuck to the underside of the bottom draw in my desk. See to it, make sure it gets to the right places” he let his hand fall from my head “and the is some stuff under my bed that you could make sure my mum doesn’t find there’s a good kid”
“Don’t worry I’ll see to it… but it won’t come to that. Come on get on your feet we need to get moving.” He was very pale, he coughed and blood flecked his lips, but I still pulled him to his feet. There was a wet, warm squelch as I put weight on my left foot that was a bad sign. Tiny droplets of blood feel from my finger tips in a steady patter, as each hit the frozen ground they spread though the frost making little crimson flowers. Slowly leaving a trail of blood behind me I half dragged Cain back towards the main streets.
I don’t remember much about the ride in the ambulance, blood loss and the adrenalin crash where working hard to put me to sleep, but the men were much more worried about Cain than me. The hospital where too, they patch me up and gave my fluids, I had been there before they all knew my name, but Cain was rushed in to theatre to try and put him back together. By the time the sun rose it was apparent they had failed. They kept me in for observation and I had the morning no commenting a pair of police. They had a second go at opening up Cain failed again.
It was mid afternoon when I went to see him, Cain was still alive but he was done living, the row of machines did all his living for him, it was only a matter of time until they were turned off and Cain died. I sat a watched him for a long time through a window as he lay unmoving unable to think what to do next, a world without Cain in it was something I couldn’t get my head around. It was here that Amy found me.
“What are you doing out of bed?” she asked.
“Just see my friend here” I said. She walked over to me and ran her hand down my cheek, for a second I let her stroke me and then I brushed off her hand.
“What are you doing, anyone could see”
“And why should we care, Taz doesn’t need the cover right now and if he does there are a dozen girls who would be more than willing, Why can’t we be together.” She snapped at me.
“Because I am a bad man” I shot back “and you have a chance. You are smart, you do well in school, your family aren’t flat broke, and me and Taz are going to keep the gang from hurting you. You have a chance to get out of this hell hole and make something of yourself. I am a bad man, I hurt Faye and I will hurt you, and I can’t pull you down with me.”
“You could get out with me, you could do anything”
“No I couldn’t, I once told Faye you need a miracle to get out of here and I am going to need a fucking big one.” I nodded towards the still form of Cain “That is when I will end up, if I am lucky, that or a cell. I can live with that, I will make the best of it, but I WILL not pull you down with me.” I turned and limped away.
“Where are you going” she shouted at my back.
“To do what I best, I am going to bad things”
The first thing I did was to see to Cain’s last wishes, I found his stash and took care of it. I leave about half of his cash on the kitchen table for his family it was quite a large amount.
I would like to say that I did want I did next out of rage or that I was emotionally disturbed at the time but in truth I wasn’t. It was a cold, calculated response to an attack on the gang, I was sure that Bob would retaliate against the immigrants in general, that is what the gangs did, but I was going to do something more personal. If I had thought for a second that I could leave a dozen bodies across the estate I would have killed them all but even then that would have brought some real police interest. Still once I found who was responsible for this someone was going to die.
We had given as good as we got and hunting down a badly hurt Immigrant was easy but after that it got harder. They had used a chain for recruitment, each one only know who had found them and who they had found, sure they had seen the others but they had no idea which one had started the chain. Not one of them gave up the names they knew easily, let’s just say I learnt much about human limits, one of them took all the pain I could inflict but broke fast once I started stripping his sister, everyone has a breaking point you just have to find where to apply pressure. I had to go through 7 of them but in the end I found where the orders had come from.
He was Sharri uncle and hadn’t been there himself but he had got the first two lads on bored with it. This was to do with Cain and Sharri and “Honour”. The sad thing is that at the time if he had walked up to Cain and stab him I wouldn’t have had a problem with it, I would have understood, but the fact that he sent boys to do his dirty work made me very angry. Now I was knocking on his door, the lad I held by the scruff of the neck was in a bad way, his face was a mess, his right hand cradled protectively to his chest, the bones broken and the skin burnt, his hair was wet from where I held him below water, he had taken so much, I had done things that still scare me, but he had broken and now I was here. A voice shouted through the door in a language I didn’t understand and the lad replied in the same, I wasn’t worried he would tell him, not after all I had done. They talked for some time, the lad getting more and more desperate before I heard the locks being opened.
“Good Paki” I said and then drove his head hard into the door frame and it swung open. I rammed my shoulder into the door forcing it open, clenching my teeth against the wave of pain in my leg, and I pushed forwards into the flat. The man before me was not hurt, if he had acted then it could have gone the other way, but I was a good decade younger than him and I was a fighter. I am good with a blade and can swing a blunt instrument with an art but when you get right down to it I am best with my fists. I put him down hard.
The is a Russian process that even those mad dogs only talked about in whispers it is pronounces something like Zombatch but I was never quite sure of that. It involved breaking every bone in a man’s body when you kill him as a show of dominance. I had not heard of this at the time and if I had I had not the control or the patience to pull this off but what I did to that man as I kicked and kicked his fallen body was very close. I am not sure when he die, but by the end there wasn’t much left of him and I was panting, my clothes covered in blood splatter.
I didn’t bother to get clean I just left and I had one more stop that night. I bang on the door to Sharri family’s flat for almost 5 minutes before it was finally answered, the man that open it was an older version of the one I just kill. I hadn’t slept in two nights, I was in quite a bit of pain, and I was spattered in blood I looked like hell and the terror on his face show it. “Your brother is dead, I am here for the girl” and I push my way in. The where two boys in the flat also but they didn’t try and stop me as I got Sharri from her room. Her face was a mass of bruises and the way she moved suggested the where more under her clothes, she had been crying. A woman sobbed as I took her out, she tried to grab hold of us but one of the boys pulled her away. With the state Sharri was in if I had anything left that I wasn’t using to stand up I would have hurt those men. Holding Sharri hand I limped out of the flat. Outside the block I handed her a bag.
“What’s in it?” she asked.
“New papers Cain got for you, good ones as far as I can’t tell, a couple of changes of clothes, about 10 grand in cash, and a train ticket to London for the morning. Just what you need to run away”
“I… I can’t they will hunt me down”
“Maybe but your uncle is dead, your father is scared shitless, and you have a whole new you inside that bag. You can leave now and try for something better or you can stay here, go back up there, and see how many more beating you take before you HAVE to run away. It is up to you but I would run away and never look back.” I turned and started to walk away.
“Why don’t you” she called after me “why don’t you run away” I stopped.
“I have no where better to go” I never saw Sharri again. I got home and washed the blood from my skin and made a mental note to burn my clothes and went to sleep for a long time.
Four day later the buried Cain, the gash to his face made it a closed casket which suited me. As the night before I had done a little breaking and entering to pay my last respects. Cain had had some things in his stash that he would have beat the hell out of me if he had found out I had them. Cain had had the photo of everyone he had killed, we didn’t take trophies but Cain had kept them, a stiletto switch blade, a set of knuckles with wicked sharp spikes, and enough E for a mid size rave. He was buried with all of it and in full war paint, he always liked Vikings and I am sure he would have like to be buried ready for battle with his weapons and his hoard. I couldn’t keep the smile from my face as they lowered him down.
I didn’t know how much one man’s death could change things but I knew things would never be the same.

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Deep in Macy. Part 1

Macy smiled slyly. I knew what she would say.
“How many this time?” I asked smiling.
“Two studs.” Macy said in a playful manner, blushing.
It was fantastic! Macy is a real slut, she’s great both at fucking and blowjob, and the best thing about her is that she’s always ready for a hook-up. I’m her boyfriend but it’s no problem for her to spend time with other guys. Besides, she knows I love it when others screw her.
So that time Macy had a threesome with two strangers and then came up to me to tell me everything in detail. She shared a room with her friend Julie. There were two guys from college that wanted to hang out with them. So the guys brought some wine, made sure the girls were tipsy and compliant. It’d never been an issue for Macy to sleep with a guy. You could fuck her anywhere you wanted to – let it be a bench in a park, a car, a porch of your parent’s house, all that mattered was a hard stem to impale her insatiable pussy on. It was just fantastic when she had more than one to play with… just like that time.
Well, the guys weren’t expecting to have a threesome with Macy. They thought one could take my girlfriend, and the other go and fuck Julie but Julie didn’t wanna have sex with a stranger. Macy didn’t mind having some fun. While Julie was quarreling with that other guy, Macy got on her knees, took off the guy’s pants, and took his dick in her hands. She was caressing it for a couple of moments and soon got it in her petite mouth. The other guy was staring at them enviously, feeling damn sorry he didn’t choose Macy. He didn’t know she was spunky enough to please both of them, at once. On seeing Julie didn’t feel like having sex, Macy called the second guy to come closer and started giving him head. She was sucking the dickhead rhythmically, though not really deep throat. It was so unexpected but the guys liked it. Macy doesn’t usually care whose dick to suck, so it was ok with her too. Hard cocks found themselves in her hot insatiable mouth one after another, in turn.
Soon the guys were ready to use all other Macy’s holes. One of them poked his cock at her sweet round ass. She stuck it out alluringly, while still sucking a dick. The guys raised her skirt and pulled off her thong. As soon as she was bare-ass, the guys could finally go on with the fun. Well, as to Macy, she knows she can have sex even if her panties are on. She can pull the thong to aside and get a hard pecker in her hot cave. That’s why she always wears thong.
So Macy swayed her hips invitingly and the guy entered her pussy. He was kind of dripping his cock in her gushing slit at first, then he sped up, trying to keep up with the tempo of his friend fucking Macy’s mouth. It was a real wild ride! So Macy liked her new friends, she liked their hard dicks in particular. Macy wished she remembered their names… all she really knew she really wanted to fuck. She stopped giving head, and asked the guys to change places.
Macy impaled her slit on the new cock, and then stuck the other one in her mouth. Both got in her holes really smoothly. They went on pumping Macy’s holes till the one screwing her mouth started cumming deep in her throat with Macy swallowing his hot gooey semen. When he was drained she sucked the cock off a bit longer and then focused all her attention on her own sensations and on the penis ramming her vagina.
“Cum on my ass,” Macy smiled. Her lips were shining with sperm.
The guy took his cock out of her hole and started erupting cumloads on her back and firm buttocks. There was a lot of cum, she scooped some and drank it. She liked the taste.
When telling me the story, Macy asked me if I could write a story about it and post it at some site to show what a naughty and kinky slut my girlfriend was. She said maybe there would be a guy who would like to hook up with her…
Macy’s always ready to share her new adventures with me. She’s in never-ending search of new dicks to get in her insatiable hot cunt. I often hear her say something like: ‘Remember Nick, you friend’s friend? Well, I fucked him!’
Macy has already had sex with all guys from her college, neighborhood and with all her friends and her friends’ friends. She could never get enough. Once we were in the train going to see Macy’s aunt. Macy was wearing a sexy tee that was see thru and I could definitely see her hard nips. She was wearing white pants that fitted her sexy butt like a glove, making her look really hot. First Macy wasn’t doing anything obscene. Then I saw her look round in a playful manner searching for a new cock, apparently. I realized she wanted to have another sex adventure. This idea made me break out into a sweat.
She walked back and forth between the aisles a couple of time and then said she liked a guy who was sitting several rows away from us. I looked at him. He was rather handsome. He was muscular. When he went out to get himself some water she followed him, I saw them talk. As Macy told me later, they weren’t talking about anything in particular. But when he said the water tasted nice she whispered that sperm tasted much better. She stretched her hand out and touched his penis through the pants. She started patting it. Before he could say anything, she took him by the hand and led him to the WC.
There wasn’t enough room in the cabin. The guy was standing, Macy squatted down and pulled off his pants to catch his cock with her lips. The penis was of average size with a big but flat dickhead. Macy was using her right hand to help, she was sucking the cock off. She’s always so damn good at sucking! But Macy doesn’t consider blowjob to be enough. She has to get her pussy hardly banged to say she’s satisfied. When the cock was hard enough she let it go, stood up, turned round and pulled off her pants and sexy white thong to give the guy full access to her gorgeous body. In a moment, the guy was screwing her pussy in a really fast tempo.
Just some 10 minutes ago he couldn’t even imagine he would be fucking a pretty girl in the restroom just like that. He surely realized how lucky he was. The guy was ramming Macy’s hole energetically and almost silently. But for her lusty moaning that immediately disappeared in the train’s noise one could think the room was empty. It took them less than 10 minutes to have sex in the train and they didn’t even know each other’s name! All they actually did was take off their pants and get really close to one another in the room. Macy let him use her leaking pussy. He definitely liked her hole as he took out his dick and started cumming on the girl’s butt. Macy smiled smugly and got some of his juice to taste. The guy went out of the room and got back to his seat as if nothing special had just happened or it was an ordinary thing for him to fuck strangers in trains.
I also remember my friend’s birthday well. I was having a blast that night! There were a lot of guys there, by the moment we arrived they were all pretty drunk and really having a lot of fun. Macy didn’t know anybody there, so it meant there were a lot of new cocks she could go and try. I saw guys stare at her. She was wearing a very skimpy skirt that let everyone see her slender legs… Macy radiated lust and desire to have her hole filled with some hard member. I decided not to interfere with her fun. So I went to another room, got beer and tried to enjoy myself too. Soon I lost her. I checked every room in the house but didn’t find her. I went out of the house because I knew there were people hanging out outside too. Here she was… leaning against the wall, arching her back, impaling her vagina on a guy’s cock. The guy was squeezing her buttocks, his cock was moving really fast, the frictions were really hard. Macy’s denim skirt was raised up to her waist, her thong was pulled aside… There were two more guys standing nearby, waiting for their turn to fuck the girl.
I did feel I could spend my life watching her please other guys. I really liked what I saw. I was watching them from a nook so they couldn’t see me. The guy sighed and made two more deep frictions, cumming. As soon as he got his penis out of her slit, another guy took his place to screw it. Macy didn’t even seem to notice she had another partner now, she was still arching her back and moaning. The third guy was shifting from side to side impatiently. Meanwhile, the first guy got his now-flaccid dick back in his jeans and got back to the house to go on partying.
The second guy came soon, letting his friend take his place. I thought it was enough of the show for me, so I got back in the house. I saw Macy in several minutes. She was red-faced, her eyes were shining lustfully, she was smiling and looking really luscious. She was center of attention.
She got out of sight again. This time it took me less time to find her. I peeked in one of the rooms and saw her taking part in a threesome with two strangers. One of them was lying on the couch with his pants pulled down to his ankles, Macy was riding his dick, her ass was moving up and down along his stem. The other partner was standing by her side, holding her by the head and fucking her mouth. Macy was sucking his shaft zealously. My coming didn’t embarrass them, they went of ramming her, apparently thinking I was just another one in the row to get that slut. As far as I understood they didn’t know Macy and I knew each other. Macy told me later: “Those two were attracted to me, and I didn’t mind having sex with them.” So they were also having a blast.
“Guess they knew about my sex with those three studs outside. So they wanted something more than just a blowjob. And you showed up soon after they entered my mouth and pussy,” Macy explained later.
Anyways, I thought it was high time I had some fun with my girl. I came up to her back and pressed my dick against her anus. It didn’t take me much effort to enter her asshole. Through a thin wall I felt another dick fuck her. Macy loved double penetration! She looked at me alluringly as if saying ‘watch these guys fuck me. I love it, don’t you?’
The door opened and I saw some more men come in. They grinned at us and unzipped their pants. They were jerking off their cocks, making them ready. Macy couldn’t wait to taste more cocks. As soon as she had drunk all of the cum, she found herself surrounded by a number of hardons that were ready to try all of her holes. All of the dicks were of different length and shape. She smiled and licked her lips invitingly

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Secret Fantasy Part 2

We’d been married for about ten years when I discovered my wife’s secret fantasy, she fantasized about being raped and in fact wanted to be raped. I conspired with Rick, a maintenance worker at the facility to rape my wife, but not to hurt her. Everything went exactly as we planned, on the day we’d arranged, Rick showed up early at the house to repair a plumping problem, Meg was dressed only in a bath robe. Rick raped her right on our living room rug. Although I expected her to tell me about being raped, Meg never said a word. Over the couple of months, a relationship had grown between Rick and Meg, they had sex at least once a week, more when he could. And the relationship was still growing.
Rick and I had an agreement, he’d continue fucking Meg and than fill in all the details afterwards. Since he was fucking Meg at our house, knowing his plans, ensured I wouldn’t accidentally walk in. Knowing the details afterwards was a turn on for me. More than once, I got a raging hard on just knowing what was going to happen next.
Still, I was concerned this would impact with my sex life with Meg, and it did, just not the way I thought. I thought she’d want sex with me less, instead we had sex more often and it was more intense.
Rick knew Meg was submissive, after discussing it with me, he started experimenting. It was little things, like she was to greet him at the door nude. If she wasn’t nude, he’d sit down and have her bend over his knee and lightly spank her before telling her what position he wanted her in and what he was going to do to her. Next Rick sent her out to buy sexy lingerie, telling her to greet him at the door wearing only sexy lingerie. The next time he showed up, Rick was pleased to find Meg wearing just see through black lingerie. He said she was so turned on that she jumped him as soon as the door closed. Meg didn’t hide her new lingerie from me, instead wore it for me. I think she liked the way it turned me on, if only she’d known. Our sex life just got better and better.
I knew Rick and his wife, Jill were swingers. My fantasy was to take Meg to a swing party, I’d discussed swinging with Meg, but she said no, I was all she needed. Rick brought up the subject of taking Meg to a swing party. I asked how that would work and what was involved. Rick described his approach and what would happen.
Over dinner the next day, Meg said an old friend had contacted her, a group of her old friends from school were getting together this Friday for dinner and a few drinks, would I mind if she went. Of course I said she should go and enjoy herself.
I knew Rick had instructed Meg to ware a dress, sexy lingerie, no slip and no stocking. He told her they were going someplace special but refused to elaborate. Friday, I called from work saying there was a problem and I’d be late, but I’d be home before she went out. That way she’d have more time to get ready in private. When I arrived home, she was ready for her night out, I commented her on how pretty she looked. She smiled and said she just felt like dressing up. As she was walking out, I told her that her slip was showing. She waved and said she’d fix it. I was sure she’d worn a slip to throw me off and she’d remove it before meeting Rick.
I was awakened shortly after 3am Saturday morning by noises down stairs. I was sure it was Meg, I peeked down stairs, there was Meg putting a pillow on the living room couch and pulling a blanket over herself as she laid down.
About 8am I wondered own stairs, Meg was sound asleep, hair and makeup a mess. Meg woke up to me softly caressing her body and giving her a good morning kiss… Her eyes opened slowly, not really awake yet, she looked exhausted. She said she’d gotten in just after midnight, didn’t want to disturb me, so slept on the couch. I smiled, kissed her again, than said she could disturb me anytime. I asked how it went last night, she said fine, they had a nice dinner and talked over a few drinks, before she knew it, it was midnight. Agreed they’d have to meet again soon. I asked her if she wanted breakfast, she said no, just a hot shower.
I met Rick at a local sports bar for lunch, we sat in a rear booth, where we could talk without being over heard. I asked Rick how everything went and don’t leave anything out.
Rick said Meg met him in the shopping mall parking lot, she got in his car and they were off. Twenty minutes later, they were driving up a secluded driveway that led to a large house well back off the road. He got out of the car 1st, Meg seemed reluctant. He opened the door for her, telling her there was a wine and cheese party here tonight, we’ll have a good time. But she seemed disappointed, I’m sure she expected alone time with Rick.
Once inside the house, Rick introduced Meg to their hosts, Mary and Mike. The four of them walked down a hall way to the rear of the house and a large, well furnished family room. Meg was then introduced to the other three couples at the party. Meg noticed everyone was nicely dressed, woman all in dresses, and everyone was friendly and at ease with each other. There was a cheese buffet set up along the back wall. Mary asked everyone what kind of wine they’d like before heading off. In sort order Mary was back with glasses of wine for everyone. Meg quickly downed her first glass and asked for a refill. Meg seemed to settle down as she joined in the chit chat and sipped her way through the second glass of wine. Meg felt a little woozy and said she needed to step outside for a breath of air, Mike led her to the patio doors and out on to a large patio. Meg complemented Mike on the house and the nicely kept grounds. As Mike guided Meg around the patio and pool area, she said she felt better and was ready to go back in, he said lets take a short cut through this door. As Meg stepped through the door way, she tripped and fell into Mikes arms. Mike put his arms around her and kissed her. The room was dimly lit, before she could pull away, she felt Mike unzipping the back of her dress. Surprise was written all over her face, but she didn’t say a word. In retrospect, Rick thinks Meg figured that he’s taken her to a swing party and accepted it. Mike slid the dress of Meg’s shoulders and let it drop to the floor, than unhooked her bra and slipped it off, panties were the next to go. Meg let Mike’s hands freely explore her breasts and pussy, she offered no resistance as Mike led her over to a wooden A-frame. The A-frame had a soft padded top, and a padded leg rests. Mike gave Meg a gental push and she bent over, laying her chest on the padding. With a slight nudge, Meg spread her legs while open, Mike couldn’t resist taking in the view. He reached down with both hands, gliding them over her smooth thighs while working his way up to her firm cheeks, letting his fingers brush by her arse. Between being stripped of her clothing, the touching, and the show she knew she was giving Mike, Meg was getting wetter and wetter. Meg positioned her legs on the padded rests, which allowed her to adjust herself, giving Mike the best view and access to her pussy. What Meg didn’t know was everyone else was in the room, naked, standing in the shadows, taking in the view as well. Mike stripped, lined himself and easily penetrated her wet pussy. He started with easy, deep strokes that quickly built to hard thrusts that rocked Meg, finishing with a couple of long deep thrusts. As Mike pulled out of her pussy, he said don’t move. Meg stayed put, even though she was startled when she heard some movement in the room, Mike’s cock was barely out when it was replaced by another, another, and another. With each man, Meg adjusted herself some each guy would have the maximum penetration. The third or forth guy, Meg wasn’t sure which, inserted his dick into her pussy to get it well lubricated, than spread her cheeks and pushed his way into her arse. This was a totally new experience for Meg, unsure at first and feeling some pain, she tried to relax and let him enjoy her. Rick fucked her last and longest, he was sure she felt him exploded inside her. In fact she felt each of the guys shoot their load in her. When the guys were done, she heard a door open, looked in time to see the men leaving the room, and then door closed, leaving just the 5 women in the room.
One of the women picked up a towel, another picked up a wet cloth, as they were rolling Meg over they asked how she was, wanting to be sure she was okay, she said she was. One woman stood on each side, steadying. The other two went about cleaning up the cum that was running down Meg’s legs and covering her butt, and than they began shaving her. Meg wasn’t immediately aware that she was being shaved, she started to panic when she realized what was happening, but quickly decided to relax and just let it happen. Cleaned up and shaved smooth, they helped Meg up. They led Meg over to the king size bed. Once on the bed, the women gently fondled her, running there hands softly over her smooth skin, leaving nothing untouched. Mary was the first, she got on top of Meg, in a sixty night position, licking Meg’s clit, licking the folds of her pussy, and than sticking her tough in for a taste cum they hadn’t gotten. Mary rubbed her cunt on Meg’s chin, Meg was lost in the new sensations she was feeling. Without a word, Meg started licking Mary’s pussy, enjoying the taste of a woman for the first time. She found herself responding like she’s never done before. When she came, her entire body shook. Mary came shortly after. For the first time, Meg saw an assortment of sex toys laid out on a table near the bed. One woman picked up a dildo, which turned out to be a vibrator with a clitoral stimulator, Meg heard it being turn on, and kept her legs spread for the enjoyment she knew would follow. By now, Meg was open and wasn’t about to say no to anything. Meg tired move to participate more, but the girls told her it was her night, lay back and they’d do everything. As the men had done, each woman took a turn at Meg. Of all the toys, the one she liked the most of the double dildo and fucking it with Mary. Meg couldn’t even begin to count the number of orgasms she had that night.
About an hour later, the five woman joined the men in the family room, everyone was still naked. Mary was the first to speak, asking Meg how she enjoyed her initiation. Meg had trouble finding the words to describe the experience and new sexual heights she’d reached, ending with letting them know that she enjoyed everything and hoped they enjoyed her. Mary said, it sounds like your done for the night, the night isn’t over yet! Meg was told she got first pick of which guy she wanted for the last fuck. She made her pick, hoping it was the one that fucked her arse earlier. Once they paired of, they found the 1st bed available and fucked.
Meg was quiet most of the drive back to the mall, Rick figured she was exhausted. When they got to Meg’s car, she kissed Rick and asked when was the next party..

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Two Tickets to Hinder

I noticed the poster for the Hinder concert tonight when I walked into my motel. I thought about it and I considered the idea of the night alone in my room watching some lame HBO over broadcast movie I had already seen. I asked the slightly goth looking chick at the front desk about tickets and she said they were giving 2 tickets to each customer, because it was the last night. I took the tickets she handed me and dropped my stuff off at the room and headed out again. The concert didn’t start until 7, so I had a couple hours to kill. I drove over to the local mall to walk around and check out the people. After making a trip around checking out all the stores, I decided to get something to eat before driving around looking for the concert. I sat down with my chinese food off in a corner and took out my tickets to see if there was a clue to where it was from the mall. It didn’t escape my attention that you were sitting next to me. If nothing else, I was going to enjoy the view.
You had a skirt on, and a couple tanktops, with a shirt over the top, but even all that couldn’t hide those beautiful nipples. I didn’t think that you would ever be interested in someone as old as me, but there was no help anywhere on the tickets, so I thought what the hell. I asked you if you had any idea where the concert was going to be, and showed you the tickets. You seemed pretty impressed with them and said that it wasn’t far away. You asked me who I was taking and I explained how I got them from the hotel. You said that you wanted to go but it was all sold out by the time you had the money. I asked if you wanted to come with me, and to my surprise, your face lit up and said “Sure!”
The concert was general admission, and we got there early enough to camp out in a good spot, directly between the stage and the sound stage. We talked a little, waiting an hour for the lights to go down. As the arena filled up, the crowd around our spot became tighter and tighter. By the time the lights went down for the warm-up band, we were pressed right up against each other, which would have made my night, except so were about a thousand other strange people, with a lot of artificial metal attachments. The warm-up band wasn’t bad, for a small time, slightly bluesy, semi-local group. I could tell that they weren’t exactly something you would put on your mp3, but there were a couple songs you were swaying too, which was great feeling with you right in front of me. Your ass was rubbing nicely against the front of my pants and I just leaned in a little bit and you didn’t move away. I was enjoying getting away with some free feels when the last song was played and everything got quiet. You turned your head towards me and asked me if I was enjoying myself. I didn’t know if you were talking about the music or my hard cock pressed against your ass. The guy started blasting the introduction to Hinder and there is a massive surge towards the stage. Out of a sense of protection I put my hands on your hips, to make sure you didn’t get knocked over or crushed or something.
Before it was tight, but now I’m sure that if we were naked, you would be pregnant already. I was enjoying having your whole body pressed against me, thinking how good it felt and the band made a “surprise” entrance in the dark with “Homecoming Queen”. Your hands pulled mine around your middle, and I could feel those lovely tits resting on my arm. You start moving up and down, there was no swaying side to side anymore. With every bounce, I could feel them pressing into my arms and it was all I could do to use my hands to give your tits a little more added support! I started grinding myself into your body in whatever it was we were attempting to do to move to the music. I was so hard that I started thinking about what I could get away with, seeing as no one could see anything going on below the shoulder. Things changed as they started playing “Lips of an Angel”. Our grinding became a lot more intense and slow. I let my hands slide down to your waist and pressed my palm into the center of your skirt. I pressed and ground my hand into your pussy to the music. I started nuzzling your neck and you leaned your head into me. I couldn’t see what I was doing, but I used my fingers to pull your skirt higher and higher as the whole crowd swayed back and forth. When I finally touched your panties, your hands moved around behind you and started rubbing my cock through my jeans.
As I started pressing the crotch of your panties between your pussy lips, your fingers were working on my zipper, and I could feel your fingers sliding into my boxers. You turned your head and our lips came together like a couple of magnets, with our tongues wrestling with one another. I pushed your panties to the side and felt your hot wet juices on my fingers as I played with your clit. The band started playing “Shoulda” and somehow you turned yourself around so that you were facing me. Your hand was wrapped completely around my shaft with a firm grip, and moving to the music. I lost all concern for the mob around us and my hands wrapped around to your ass and pushed your panties right down. It took some wiggling and jumping to the music, and your panties went lower and lower. I could feel your knees moving to get them all the way down to the floor, while I was busy hiking your skirt up and digging my fingers into your ass. You guided my cock between your legs, but being pressed against atleast 6 people each, it was the best we could manage to have my cock sliding back and forth over your clit. I don’t know if it was out of desperation or frustration, but I picked you up off the ground and the head of my cock went right to your opening on it’s own. As I lowered you down, my cock slid into you deeper and deeper.
Your legs wrapped around mine and I started thrusting my hips into yours. I could feel your juices running down onto my balls. My jeans were down just below my ass and I was hoping I was standing in front of another woman, but the hot sensation of being inside you was all that I really cared about. I felt the bass and the drums pound right through our bodies as I started fucking you like a rag doll, driving my cock into you. Your back was up against the back of someone else, and we used him like a wall as I kept lifting you and dropping you again on my cock. I kissed my way down your neck and into your cleavage
when I lifted you up, and felt my cock pull at the walls of your pussy as I let you down hard on it. I could barely hear your chants of “oh god, yes, oh shit, etc.” over the music. I noticed the people next to us cheering us on, but it wasn’t like they could do see any more then the expression of ecstasy on our faces.
It was right in the middle of “Nothing Good About Goodbye”, when I knew it wasn’t going to last much longer. Everything I felt around my cock, the wet hot warmth of your pussy wrapped completely around me, massaging me, our bodies banging together with every beat. When I felt your pussy tighten around me, it was more then I could stand. My balls tightened up, and lifting you higher then before, and pulling you down on me, instead of waiting for you to drop, made me go off like a roman candle. I didn’t want to let you go. I held on so tight I thought the air would completely leave you. You held on so tight to me, it was like our bodies had melted together, and we stayed like that through a whole other song. When the houselights came up, we did what we could to reassemble ourselves. Some guy that was watching us more then the band yelled over to me, “That was fucking hot, man!” and I just smiled and nodded at him. I could see you blushing, but smiling more as the crowd finally started letting up. Your panties were gone. Obviously someone got a souvenir from the show. I never even knew what they looked like. I put my hands around your waist and pushed us through the mob and into the night air. I walked you to your car and thanked you for a great concert with a long kiss, before you drove away.

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Kayla Part 1

Very first story, although ive been reading here for years, please submit compliments and pointers, but please no suggestions for the upcoming parts.

At The Age of Discovery

She was fascinated by what he was doing to her mother, she was experiencing a strong sexual awakening. It was as if it was his finger inside her, she could feel the hot wet tongue licking her, she choked off a gasp as she shuddered with an orgasm

My black neighbor

This is the (probably) final version of Interracial encounter with my neighbor. Enjoy 🙂 comments and suggestions are apprectiated.

The Home Tutor

Lauren agrees to tutor the triplets she was once a babysitter for in an attempt to give them an education.

sex joke_(3)

Q. What do you get when you cross a rooster and peanut butter?
A. A cock that sticks to the roof of your mouth.

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Trafficked Love Ch. 21

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

Trapped the end

The rest of the day was pretty normal. Daddy was digging a path to the wood pile, although I am sure in a few hours it will be covered up again. I was unpacked our things, putting my stuff in mommy’s dresser, like daddy said to. I sat on the bed looking around, the bed under me reminded of me of last night, or I should say earlier this morning. I stretched out on the bed, my body ached a little, but was still humming from the mind blowing orgasm I had before the mirror. I felt bone tired, but also hyper at the same time. I pulled daddy’s pillow under my head, his scent surrounded me
I guess I fell asleep because the next thing I knew something very cold slid up the inside of my thigh, making me jump. I looked up and daddy stood over me. “Sure I’m outside battling the elements and you are in here warm and snug taking a nap.” He teased lying down next to me. “Burr!! Daddy you are ice cold.” I tried to move away from him, but daddy laughed and pulled me closer. “Then warm me up baby girl.” Daddy pulled me on top of his cold chest. I don’t know if it was being close to him, or the coldness of him but my nipples jump to attention. “Your body is too big daddy, I can’t cover all of you.” I said trying to stretch out, but I still only covered about half his mass. “There are other ways to warm a man up kitten.” Daddy said running his cold hands up and down my body. Soon I was shaking too, but not from the cold.
Without a second pause, I began to undo daddy’s shirt, each time a patch of skin was revealed I’d nip and kiss it. Until it burned. Soon I tossed daddy’s shirt to the floor. His whole chest was as hot as a fire. I raked my nails down his warm flesh; daddy’s skin was covered in goose bumps. “God baby girl!” he moaned, I quickly removed his shoes socks, and pants, until daddy laid there nake with a raging hardon. His magnificent cock stood proud, and ready for whatever I had in mind for it. Looking daddy right in the eyes, I moved up his body until his hard cock was level with my soaking wet pussy.it surprised daddy when I moved back a little and sat on his up thighs, wiggling closer to his hard cock, until it was jutting out between my legs, my juices coating it. I looked down the sight was amazing a huge cock sticking out of my little body was odd and yet it made me even wetter. I grabbed daddy’s cock and stroked it a few times; with each stroke my knuckles rubbed my hard clit. This gave me an idea, scooting even closer I started jacking daddy’s cock, and rubbing my clit at the same time. It felt awesome! I leaned back pushing myself even more against daddy’s cock and my knuckles. This also gave daddy a better view of the show I was putting on for him. Daddy opened my legs wider. “Does that feel good baby girl?” Daddy’s voice was harsh, I could tell he loved what he was seeing, and the way my hand felt on his cock. “Oh yes daddy. Do you know what I am going to do?” I asked him looking boldly. Daddy only shook his head. “I’m going to jack you off, and while you are cumming, I’m going to squirt all over your cock.” I felt daddy’s cock jump at my words. “I’m going to soak your balls with my cum daddy.” I stroked him faster. “Can you feel it daddy? Can you feel how wet and slippery it’s getting down there?” I could tell daddy was on the edge he trying to hold out, but I knew it wouldn’t be much longer and his cum would cover my hand, and my legs. God that thought made me hot. I don’t know if it was the first hot glob of daddy’s cum, but there was no stopping now. My own rush of liquids splashed out over daddy. “Oh fuck my god daddy!’ I pumped his cock faster, grinding against him. His cum shot out in thick ropes adding to the wetness.
I collapsed on top of daddy, both of us were breathing heavy. Daddy pulled me up to lay across his chest; he pulled a blanket up over us. I don’t know how long we stayed like that; but I awoke to hearing daddy on the phone. “I know but there is nothing I can do about it.” He was saying. Then he said we will talk about it when I get home. I know. Yes I understand. Goodbye.” He hung up, I just laid there, looking at daddy he looked a bit upset, I wanted to go to him, but something told me to just stay where I was. Daddy walked over to the window and stood there looking out, he was still naked. I decided I need to know what was bugging him. I slipped from bed, and wrapped my arms around him. “Ok what is wrong?” I asked as daddy turned and wrapped me in his strong arms. “Nothing baby girl.” He kissed the top of my head. “Yeah right.” I pulled away. “I’m not a child daddy, and you of all people should know that by now.” I turned and left the room, leaving him there looking after me. I went and showered, then to my room, I was really mad, he could share my body, but not his worries, well tonight he can sleep alone!” I ran a brush through my hair, crawled under the covers, and tried not to think how mad I was at daddy right now.
Daddy must have known I was mad at because he left me in my bed alone all night, I was disappointed, I wanted him to come and take me back to bed, but he didn’t. My stomach growled reminding me that I did not eat last night, which made me madder at daddy. Grumpily I got out of bed. I was almost tempted to just stay in my room, until daddy came begging at my door, but again my tummy rumbled. With no choice I left my room. Daddy was in the kitchen, he was sitting at the table. He only looked up when I walked in. I grabbed a bowl and cereal and sat at the counter, with my back to daddy.
I was thinking into my breakfast, wool gathering as they say I did not hear daddy get up, until he was right behind me. “Yesterday it was your mom on the phone, I did not mean to hurt you, but I don’t want to hurt her either, I love you both too much, and if your mom finds out about us, and the things we have been doing. I don’t know what to do kitten, I love you both and this is tearing me apart.” I did not want to give in so fast or easily, but the pain in daddy’s voice pulled at my heart. “Oh daddy do you think I want to hurt mom? I would never tell her, or let her find out. I’d rather die than let that happen. So is that why you were acting so strange?” I asked taking a bite of soggy cereal. Daddy only nodded “I think we better go back to the way things use to be. It’s better that way.” I dropped my spoon with a splatter of cereal and milk. “What?” I looked at him, trying not to show him how hurt I was. Daddy touched my cheek “Baby girl I would not trade our time together for anything, but I love your mother, I think we should just pretend it… it never happened it should not have happened.” He started to pull away, I don’t know what made me do it but I pissed. “Oh so you got your fuck now it’s time to sweep it under the rug? Why don’t you just offer me money to go away isn’t that what you do with a whore?” I ran from the room, I could hear daddy behind me, I ran faster, but his long strides caught me in no time. “I never said that!” daddy yelled as he spun me to face him. I didn’t care what he was saying, all I knew is that I right now I hated him, or at least I thought I did.
Being in his arms was having a different effect on me. What I though was anger was quickly turning into something else. I was getting warm, in places I did not want to get warm in. “I never meant that and you damn well know it.” Daddy said shaking me a little, not hard but in frustration. “I love you kitten and you know that too.” Daddy pulled me from him, looking down into my face, his hungry eyes slid over my body, stopping at my lips. “No dadd……” My protest was cut off as his hard mouth claimed mine in a demanding kiss. At first I was pushing him away, or at least I thought I was, until I realized I was clinging to him, kissing him as hard, and as hungrily as he was me. “God help me baby girl I love your mother, but I am now addicted to you.” I found myself naked and under daddy so swiftly I did not have time to say no, I did not even have time to think the word no, and daddy was buried deep inside of me thrusting in and out pounding me into the floor with every thrust. My legs were thrown over his wide shoulders; I could feel his balls slapping my bare ass.
I have never felt anything like that before, daddy was taking me, filling me, stretching me. “Oh god daddy!” I moaned my nails digging brutally into his shoulders. He pounded even hard into my young flesh, over and over again. Every thrust screamed the same word. Mine! Mine! Mine! Until it became a rhythm of its own. Daddy exploded deep inside of me, I felt his cum drench my insides hot and hard. My own release was just as brutal. My body locked up, only to be jolted around by hot sparks of lightning, my juices gushed from me, and if it wasn’t for the fact that my pussy was squeezing daddy’s cock so hard he would have been pushed from me. We laid there breathing heavy, our bodies covered in sweat. Neither one of us had the will to move, we just laid there daddy’s still buried deep inside of me, and me rubbing his back softly.
I knew sooner or later daddy was going to come back to his sense and that was the last thing I wanted right now. “Kitten?” daddy said softly. I knew what was coming, but I didn’t want to hear it. “Did I hurt you?” daddy asked hoisting himself up so that he could look down at me. I shook my head, I did not trust my voice right now. “I’m sorry baby girl, I did not mean to lose control like that.” He started to pull out of me, but I wrapped my legs around him as if I could stop him. “Don’t move daddy please.” I don’t know what came over me, but with a lot of help from daddy I managed to roll us over. Daddy’s cock wasn’t hard, but it was on the way to being hard I could tell that by the way it jerked inside of me. Slowly I began to roll my hips, the wetness from our play before coated our pelvic area, making it slick. The tingle in my clit became more urgent, but I came moving slowly, grinding into him, until I felt daddy’s cock harden to full power. Daddy reached for me, but I slapped his hands away. “Don’t touch me.” I snapped, daddy looked surprised but he lowered his hands. “I’m going to fuck you daddy, I am going to fuck you like you have never been fucked before.” I moved to where I could use my legs to lift me up and down on daddy. “ I’m going to drain your balls dry daddy, I’m going to fill my cunt with your cum.” My words were making daddy so hot. A moan of pure pleasure rumbled from deep inside his chest. “You like that thought don’t you daddy. You like filling me with your hot cum.” With each word I pushed down harder on daddy. “God baby girl you’re killing me.” Daddy moaned. I giggled. “You look fine to me daddy.” I wiggled my hips more. “Christ!” Daddy grabbed my hips slamming me down hard on his exploding cock. His cum over flowed my body. Daddy bucked up into me so hard if it wasn’t for his hand on my hips I would have been thrown across the room.
After daddy calmed down a bit, I slid off of him, a giggle slipped from my lips. Daddy looked at me. “What is so funny?” he asked not really interested in what I might say; he was still feeling the afterglow of his orgasm. “Oh nothing daddy, it’s just that I am not on any birth control.” I said getting to my feet and leaving him there on the floor.
One year later. “I can’t believe how much he looks like your brother did at that age.” My mother was saying picking up little Steve. “I still don’t like that boy Dylan but he sure did make a pretty baby.” She bounced little Steve. About then daddy walked in. “There’s my boy.” He said taking his son from mom’s arms. “Hey I was holding him.” Mom said poking daddy in the ribs. Daddy buried his face in little Steve’s tummy. This made the baby giggle. “That’s my boy.” Daddy cooed he left taking Steve with him. “I swear you never should have named the baby after your father, he thinks he is the kid’s father.” Mom said grumpily sitting down beside me. “And I swear he spends so much time with that baby they are starting to look alike.” This only made me smile. If only she knew. It was easy to blame Dylan after all I knew he was moving out of town, and mom would never make me hunt him down, not after all my crying and sobbing about how I did not want Dylan to know. Daddy told her it did not matter he’s take care of the baby like it was his own son. I’m sure you would like to hear daddy and I got rid of mom, or that all three of us became fuck buddies, but it didn’t happen that way at all. Daddy and I come together whenever we can, and mom dotes on little Stevie. John might have some idea but he never says anything, he loves his nephew. So things are somewhat normal and my baby is healthy and happy, and way spoiled………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
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