The Sex Story ★ Read Erotica, Sex Stories, Adult Stories, Sex Tales...

Essay

The Trail to the Top of the Mountain

This is not a sex story. A person emailed me and gave me a senario, and I had to write about it. Here is the senario… Your walking through the forest along a path in an area thats new to you, yet you are very comfortable with the surroundings and the direction you are headed. As you walk, you come across a vase on the ground.
What does it look like and what to you do with it? Farther down the same path you stumble upon a mirror. What does it look like (in detail) and what do you ultimatly do with it.
After your journey and your recent findings, you come to a point on the path that is obstructed by a wall.
What does the wall look like? (what is it made out of? how high? How far does it span …) And what do you do when you reach it? Also, keep in mind what (if anything) you see on the other side (if, in fact, you ever see the other side).
Here is the response, please tell me what you think.The Trail to the Top of the Mountain
By Britney
I seemed to be on a path of some kind. I have no clue on how I got there. But the place was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. I was on a path going uphill circling around a great mountain peak. The view was tremendous. I looked off and I could see everything. There didn’t seem to be a horizon, it just kept going and going. I could see lakes, rivers, forests, cities, oceans, deserts, and other mountains. All of them being a hundred times more beautiful then anything I have ever seen before.
I was walking up hill but I felt as if I was gliding. My body felt like it was as light as a feather. And I didn’t feel like anything could hurt it. For some reason I knew I had to get to the top of the mountain. It was what I was there to do. But I wanted to enjoy every second of this journey on the way there. I couldn’t believe how happy I was, and how good I felt. I was in love with everything. The love in my heart seemed to glow like a burning fire every time I looked out at the beautiful sun set that lighted the amazing view that had no horizon.
I came across a vase on the ground. I walked right past it not thinking much of it, having being distracted from everything else that was going on. Suddenly it occurred to me that this vase had some kind of meaning to it. I turned around and went back to the place where it was laying. I bent over and picked it up. It wasn’t very big. It could’ve probably held about 32oz of water. But the way it was designed was amazing. Again it was like nothing I have ever seen before. Imagine a place like New York City. Take every square inch of building in the whole city. Take every design that was carefully drawn out. And the years and years of labor and building. Now put it in the palm of your hand in one small object. That is what this vase was like to look at. I could of spent weeks just looking at it’s amazing beauty. But there was more to see, and I had to get to the top of that mountain.
I held the vase in my hand as I continued up the trail. I learned that I didn’t even have to walk, but I could hover if I wanted to. I was bound by nothing. I could’ve flew to the most distant planet in the solar system. I could of seen every galaxy in the universe. And I could’ve been there in seconds if I wanted to. But I had to get to the top of the mountain.
I came across a mirror that was hung by a string on a tree branch. It was not like the vase. I noticed it coming long before I reached it. When I reached it I could only see the back of the mirror. The design was amazing like the vase was. I admired the amazing design of it, before I turned it around and looked at the reflection. The reflection resembled me. I had the same features as usual. My hair and eye color were the same. My bone structure in my face was the same. But I was a thousand times more beautiful then usual my hair was long, and it didn’t have a single flaw. It swayed around and seemed to move with the love that was glowing in my heart. What an amazing feeling it was to see yourself in the mirror as the most gorgeous women on earth times a hundred. I could of looked at it forever. But I had to make it to the top of the mountain.
I finally did reach the top. The path was obstructed by a huge wall. Again like everything else in this place it was amazing. The most well designed object on earth times a hundred to a thousand. There was an opening that I noticed. I don’t know how, but I knew that if I put the vase in that opening that a piece of the wall would open and let me get to the other side. I knew the other side would be glorious. I knew it would be a place that I never wanted to leave. But I also knew if I went through the wall I could never return. That didn’t even seem to be a hard decision at all. I almost put the vase where it went and walked through without giving it any thought at all. But something made me look at the mirror again.
I didn’t see my reflection in it this time. I watched the twenty eight years of life that I lived replay itself. Kind of like highlights on sports center. I saw the good things I did. The times when I helped people. And I also saw my mistakes. For the first time since I been at this place. I felt sadness. I saw that I led a selfish life. I could feel what other people were feeling around me. I could feel when I hurt them, when I made them angry, when they were disappointed with me. I could feel what my mother was feeling when I fought with her. I could feel my heart crush just like the boy felt in 9th grade when I broke up with him.
I fell to the ground and started to cry as I looked in the mirror. It showed a lot of good things, that I did. The good things well out numbered the bad things. But what was I thinking during some of those times. How could I have been so cold, and not realized the pain I caused.
The highlights became more recent. I saw myself being pulled out of a demolished car in the middle of an intersection. I felt my husband, my family, and friends pain, and concern as I laid unconscious in a hospital.
Then the highlights that were playing seemed to change. They seemed to review faster. It showed my life that I haven’t lived yet. It showed my unborn children, and I felt the love that I had for them. A love much more greater then the love for myself. Which made me feel better about the first part of my life. It showed what I was going to do. And I saw how many people needed my help. I realized that I had to go back and continue this life. There was no other choice.
I put the vase, and the mirror next to each other on the grass. I stood up and looked at the beautiful wall in front of me. I turned around and took a long look at the view with no horizon. I was extremely sad that I had to leave this amazing place. I knew that someday I would get to go through it, and see what is on the other side. I have to go back down the mountain now. There is work to be done at the bottom.
As I started back down the trail, and suddenly I lifted my head and looked at a hospital room through my blurry eyes. My body felt awful. My head ached, and I felt extremely weak. A few hours went by and I saw my husband and my family again. I learned about the car accident I was in. I had no memory about the trail, that lead to the top of the mountain.

Read 17979 times |
Rated 54.5 % |
(134 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Harold1000
: POSITIVEBritney
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

What Daddy Needs 2

Phoebe stared at the gold flecked piranha swimming in slow circles in its large aquarium and wondered if the fish was as bored as she was. Biology wasn’t her favorite subject and although the teacher, Mr Whitman, seemed to have a wonderful rapport with the animals he kept in his classroom he didn’t connect well with his students. His lectures were delivered in a monotone and conveyed nothing that wasn’t covered in the reading assignments.
As Mr Whitman continued to drone on, her eyes moved to the tank next to the piranha’s. The small snapping turtle floated on top of the water. Phoebe leaned toward the boy that sat next to her and poked his arm lightly to get his attention.
“What do you think would happen if I put the turtle in with the fish?” she whispered.
He grinned. “Probably nothing,” he said. “Piranha attack in schools and the turtle is probably too small to try to eat the fish.”
Phoebe turned her attention to the front of the room. Mr Whitman was at the board with his back to the class. “Let’s see,” she whispered as she stood up.
Moving quickly, she grabbed the turtle by the edges of its shell and turned. Lifting the lid on fish tank she dumped the turtle in and closed it quietly. She returned to her seat as the teacher turned to his desk to look at something in the textbook before returning to the board.
The boy sitting next to her tugged on her sleeve and nodded toward the tank. She looked over and her eyes widened. The turtle, it turned out, wasn’t to small after all and it was making short work of the fish. One of the other girls glanced over at the tanks and shrieked loudly. Mr Whitman turned away from the board as every head in the room turned toward the tank now containing blood filled water. From the horror stricken look in her teacher’s eyes you would have thought someone had murdered one of his kids.
Phoebe sighed and leaned back in her chair. This was going to be bad.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Phoebe started to stand when the door to the principal’s office opened and her father strode out. Before she had gained her feet, though, he had grabbed her by her upper arm and was dragging her along with him into the hallway. He was easily a foot taller than she was and she had to run to keep up with his long strides. She could tell how angry he was, but she wasn’t sure why. He had laughed off worse incidents than this one.
“Daddy . . .” she began when they reached the car.
“Shut up!” he snapped as he jammed the key into the ignition.
She buckled her seat belt and shut her mouth. The atmosphere in the close confines of the car bristled with her father’s anger. His jaw was set and he gripped the wheel so hard that his knuckles showed white through his skin.
He pulled into the drive in front of their house and switched off the ignition. Without saying a word to her he got out and walked into the house. Phoebe remained in the car for a few moments to give him time to pour his Scotch and calm down a little.
She got out and walked to the house. Her dad had left the front door standing open. She entered, closed the door behind her, and reluctantly went to look for her father.
He was in the kitchen. “Daddy, I’m sorry,” she started as he sat the glass in his hand on the counter top. “I didn’t know…”
Her words were cut off by his fist slamming into her stomach. She hit the wall behind her and then the floor. He kicked her and she rolled away. Rising unsteadily onto her hands and knees she backed away as she struggled to her feet. She’d seen this side of her dad before, but it had never been directed at her.
As he lunged for her again she turned and ran for the stairs. If she could get to her room and lock the door she thought she’d be okay till he calmed down. She heard him behind her and tipped the small table in the hallway over to try and slow him down.
Halfway up the stairs he grabbed her ankle and jerked her off her feet. She fell forward and as he started to pull her toward him, she rolled onto her back and kicked hard with her free leg. Her small foot connected solidly with his groin and he grunted as he dropped to his knee.
Phoebe scrambled the rest of the way up the stairs and ran to her room. As she started to close the door her dad slammed into it. She fell backwards as the door swung open hitting the wall so hard that the metal doorknob left a crescent shaped indentation in the drywall.
She crab walked backwards as she watched her dad unbuckle his belt and pull it from the loops on his fatigues. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to her feet. Tears stung in her eyes as he shoved her toward her bed.
“Take your pants off,” he said tightly as he folded the belt in half..
“Daddy, no,” she pleaded.
“Now.”
She knew that defying him was only going to make the beating worse. With trembling hands she unfastened the snap and zipper. She pushed them down pausing to slip off her Nikes before pulling them off. She cowered on the bed waiting for what came next.
“The panties, too,” he said, his voice still harsh with anger.
She quickly removed her white cotton bikini panties and dropped them on the floor. Tears welled in her grayish green eyes as she watched him warily.
“Lay down on your stomach with your hands underneath you,” he ordered.
She thought about appealing for mercy, but the anger still burning in his eyes stopped her. She laid face down on her bed and pressed her hands beneath her belly, her body tense. She squeezed her eyes closed tightly as she waited for the first blow.
Phoebe jumped and cried out as the first stinging slap landed on her firm, round ass. It was followed quickly by another and then another. Tears flowed freely wetting the bedspread beneath her as the whipping continued. She knew better than to put her hands back to try to protect herself from the belt, but she couldn’t help it.
Infuriated that she had dared to reach back and put her hands between the belt and her ass, her dad moved down to whip the backs of her thighs instead.
“Daddy,” she sobbed miserably.
He dropped the belt on the floor and she heard the rasp off his zipper. The mattress dipped under his weight as he turned her over and straddled her chest. He leaned forward and his half erect cock waved in her face.
“Kiss it,” he demanded.
She hesitated and he grabbed her hair again to pull her face toward his crotch. “Kiss it,” he ordered again.
A Lieutenant Colonel, he wasn’t used to being disobeyed by anyone and Phoebe knew what the consequences were going to be if she tried. She touched her lips to the tip and felt him shudder. He rolled to the side lying on his back next to her. His hands on her arms turned her toward him and urged her between his legs.
“Put your hand around it and rub up and down,” he instructed.
She complied and his breathing quickened as his cock grew completely rigid. “Slow down,” he groaned.
She did, settling into a slow, steady rhythm. His hips began to rock and and a clear drop of pre cum oozed from the tip. She licked her lips then leaned down and stuck the tip of her tongue into the tiny slit to scoop the glistening drop into her mouth. Her dad moaned loudly as she pressed her tongue against the roof of her mouth to spread his little offering over her tastebuds. It wasn’t an unpleasant flavor.
She looked at the hard cock twitching in her hands then bent again to lick the length of it. Her dad’s hips bucked wildly at the contact of her tongue. She continued to lick for several moments as she stroked faster.
Her dad rocked his hips and groaned softly. Phoebe raised her head a little and took the spongy, mushroom like head into her mouth. Her lips closed around the shaft and she began to move slowly up and down.
“Ohhhhhh fuck, yes,” her dad groaned loudly as she began to move up and down on his rigid member, her tongue undulating against the shaft as she sucked him in.
She let one hand glide between his legs to cup his balls as his hands closed over the back of her head to encourage her to take him deeper into her mouth. His hips thrust up to meet her downward stroke. As he fucked her mouth faster she felt the head of his cock push into her throat and she gagged.
She tightened her hand around his shaft and squeezed his balls as she tired to breath through her mouth and bob her head up and down on his cock faster. She could feel his cock swelling and knew he was going to cum.
“Phoebe,” he said huskily, “I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
She nodded as she continued to pump his shaft with one hand and massage his balls with the other. He pushed her head down, thrusting up into her mouth and she felt the first rope of thick, salty, slightly smokey semen hit the back of her throat.
“Baby,” he groaned as she started to swallow.
His cock pulsed and throbbed in her warm, wet mouth as she sucked and swallowed squeezing his balls and using her hand to milk every last drop he had to offer. He shuddered as she let his spent organ slip from her mouth.
He reached for her, pulling her up to lay in his arms while his heartbeat slowed and his breathing returned to normal. She rested her head against his chest and he kissed the top of her head. Phoebe snuggled into his arms and closed her eyes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
She awoke alone in her bed. The room was dimly lit by the last light of day. She looked at the clock by her bed. 6:48 PM. She sat up and winced at the pain in her buttocks and thighs. She was going to be sore for days.
Before she could get up her bedroom door opened and her dad peeked into the room. “You’re awake” he said entering her bedroom and closing the door. His speech was slurred and Phoebe knew he’d been drinking while she slept.
He started unbuttoning his shirt as he walked unsteadily toward her bed. He shrugged the shirt off and dropped it on the floor. Her eyes roamed over his well muscled chest and firm stomach. He looked pretty damn good for his age. His hand moved to unzip his fly.
“Justin is home,” Phoebe reminded him as he pushed his pants down and stepped out of them.
“I called your gran and told her you were sleeping over at a friend’s. She took Justin for the night,” he said as he kneeled on the bed.
His hands closed on the hem of her tee shirt and she lifted her arms as he pulled it off over her head. He laid her back against her pillows and leaned down to kiss her. Her arms snaked around his neck and she opened her mouth accepting his tongue. He tasted of the Scotch that he had drank for dinner.
His hand caressed her firm young breast, teasing the nipple till it was hard. His lips left hers and she sighed as his mouth found the pink pebble and his hand slid lower. Her hands closed over the back of his head as he licked and sucked her sensitive nipple.
His hand slipped between her thighs and she let her legs fall open for him. His fingers glided over her clit and through the folds of her pussy, He stroked up and down her slit spreading the wetness there before delving into her tight cunt.
She moaned as his mouth left her breasts to follow the path his hand had taken. She pulled her knees up spreading herself open as he settled between her thigh. He pressed his face against the warm, moist flesh and breathed her scent in.
He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and thrust his tongue into her as far as he could, moaning into her body before pulling his tongue up through her inner lips to flick the tip against her clit. Phoebe shivered and clenched her thighs against his head. He took the hard nub of her clit into his mouth and began to suck as he pushed his fingers into her again.
She rocked against his face as he worked his fingers in and out of her drenched pussy. Phoebe began to tremble as he licked and sucked. She lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders, moaning low in her throat as he he curved his long fingers to stroked the upper wall of her vagina.
“Daddy, it feels so good,” she groaned. “Don’t stop.”
She felt him shake his head and her back arched as he slid another finger into her already full cunt. She started to shake and roll her head from side to side. Her breath coming in the whimpering pants that were becoming familiar to him.
“Uh huh. Uh huh. Daddy. Daddy.”
Her back arched and she dug her heels into his back, her juices flooding his fingers as she came harder than she ever had before. He pulled his fingers out of her pussy and sealed his mouth against the opening to lap up the sweet nectar flowing from her young body.
“Oh fuck, baby,” he murmured against her spasming cunt, “I just want to drown in you.”
“Uh huh,” she whimpered softly as she floated down from the heights of her orgasm, her eyes closed.
She felt him move to cover her body with his and she wrapped her arms around his neck as his lips found hers. She could smell her musk on his face and taste herself in his mouth as he kissed her deeply. He moaned softly as she opened her mouth and her tongue began to dance with his.
His cock was hard as steel against her thigh. She spread her legs wider and squirmed a little until she was holding his hips between her firm, silky thighs. His weight pressed her down as he reached over and turned on the light by her bed.
“Look at me Phoebe,” he said huskily.
Her eyes met his and he pushed his hard, throbbing prick into her warm, wet cunt. She groaned and flexed the muscles in her pussy as he filled her up. He buried the entire length of his cock inside her and held it there for a long moment breathing heavily as he gazed down at her.
“Do you love me, baby?” he asked.
“Yes, Daddy,” she breathed as he began to fuck her slowly. Her hands glided over the flexing muscles in his back. “I love you.”
He pushed up on his arms, his eyes still roaming over her face, his tempo increasing as he thrust deeply into her willing young body. The velvet walls of her tight sheath gripped his cock, rippling around it as he fucked her harder.
She wrapped her legs around him and rocked her hips to meet each powerful thrust. He lowered himself onto his forearms and leaned down to kiss her. She moaned into his mouth and he lifted his head to look into her eyes again.
“I love you, baby,” he said. “I love you so fucking much. You’re my girl, right?”
“Yes, Daddy,” she panted. “Daddy, fuck me. Fuck me hard.”
He pushed up on his arms and pounded his hard cock into her. She threw her head back, her thighs clenching against his hips, her fingers digging into the small of his back. He knew she was close to cumming again and he gritted his teeth as he tried to hold back his own orgasm.
“Daddy,” she wailed, bucking her hips wildly. “Daddy, I’m gonna cum.”
“Oh, fuck, Phoebs. Do it. Cum for me. Cum on Daddy’s cock.”
Her body stiffened and her legs gripped him tightly as she tried to pull him deeper. He continued to pound into her, his balls slapping wetly against her ass as she groaned loudly. He felt her tight cunt clamp down on his engorged prick as her orgasm rolled over and through her. His balls tightened as the walls of her pussy spasmed around his cock.
“Phoebe,” he growled as his cock twitched inside her and let loose the first blast of cum.
“I can feel it, Daddy,” she breathed as she pulled him down to lie on top of her. “I feel you cumming inside of me.”
His hips jerked against her and he continued to pump into her as his balls unloaded all they had. She held him tightly and he shuddered as his cock spurted the last of his semen into his daughter’s cunt. Phoebe trailed kisses along his jaw to his lips.
“I really do love you, Daddy,”she said quietly.
“That’s good,” he said lifting his head to look down at her. “I love you, too, little girl. And I need you. I don’t think I’m ever going to be able to let you go.”
He rolled to his side and pulled her into his arms. She snuggled against him. “It’s okay, Daddy,” she assured him. “I don’t want you to let go.”
Jake smiled and kissed her forehead. He closed his eyes and fell into a peaceful sleep with his baby in his arms.

Read 161565 times |
Rated 89.7 % |
(760 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Ravenfae420
: POSITIVELunalupo
: POSITIVEVirtual_Tourist
: POSITIVEarmaniac18
: POSITIVEdilligaff5
: POSITIVEchreese1
: POSITIVEBabyangel
: POSITIVEoldbenk1
: POSITIVEssalo
: POSITIVEdaddyfantasy
: POSITIVEannarousseau
: POSITIVEpoppajohn
: POSITIVEmrmadd
: POSITIVEOwainC
: POSITIVEmaryjanneexx
: POSITIVEslave_britney_slave
: POSITIVEmigbuster
: NEGATIVEMex1982
: POSITIVEwantingnot
: POSITIVEDarkone82
: POSITIVECarboncreek50
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fantasy

Hidden Town

___Read the tags if you don’t like rape_____
_____________________________________

Fantasm

my mistake

Saturday morning Beth & I sat talking over coffee I asked what her plans were for the day. Her twin sister was coming thru on business & she would be here a few days. Beth was going to pick her up at the airport at 08:30. I kissed her and told her I would be back about the same time after my round of golf. I grabbed my golf clubs and headed to my pick-up. My tee time started with a cold misting rain. By the 4th.hole the rain was dumping in buckets. The course management had closed the golf course due to the rain and lighting whether conditions. I was cold & wet. I headed home. It was about 10am
I rounded to curve and I seen Beth’s car in my driveway; my wife’s car was still there. I didn’t think any thing about. I put my clubs in the garage. And headed to the shower to warm up. I heard the shower running. The bathroom was all steamy. I stripped down and got in the shower with my wife. I put my hands around her titties from her back. I said, “Hi hun. She turned around and screamed. She was trying to cover up both boobs and her honey pot with two hands. It was Ann, my sister-in-law. Beth and Ann are twins. The only difference is cup size.
“Oh shit, Ann I’m sorry”, I thought you were Beth”
“Don’t worry about it Ted, it’s a natural mistake, I guess” Beth was called into the hospital on some emergency case” Standing in the steamy shower she explained to me. She let me take the car. “I bet you were surprised huh? Grabbing my tits like you did with more then a handful should have tipped you off that I wasn’t Beth”
“Oh, I am sorry sis” I said, I’ll get out and let you finish Ann”
“No, no you’re in here now, just as well finish together Ted, here wash by back” She handed me the washcloth.
Are you sure you want me to do this, I asked.
“You made the mistake I didn’t. Besides you have peeked at me many times, looking at my cleavage, trying to get a peek of my titties. “You have wanted to see me naked all these years haven’t you? Besides that I have wanted to see that tool you have hanging between your parentheses. Now, wash my back Ted”
She turned her back to me. She continued to shampoo her hair. I washed her back, shoulder and arms. Ann turned around saying “Now Ted do my front” I hesitated a moment. She said, “It’s ok. I want you to wash my body”.
Her light areola and her hard pink nipples were more than I could take. I washed her front. I found myself doing some playing also. Ann is a true blonde. She had a small patch of light blonde hair covering her cunt. I asked her what her husband, John would say about this? “Oh she said, “he is not here & I’m not going to tell him, are you?”
I dropped the washcloth on purpose. Just to see what her intentions were. She picked it up and on her way up she stopped and my dick disappeared in her month. She started short strokes at first and gradually increased her swallowing of my cock and sucking me off on her way back up. I was soon steel hard. I grabbed her hanging tits and mauled them around. She looked up at me giving her approval.
Ann said, “Here Ted suck my tits this way” She wanted me to suckle her tits with a deep mouthful and bite her nipples on my way off her breasts. I did as I was told. She started cooing with a loud moan. ”Oh Yeah Ted” Just like that she said. Now bite a little harder” I sucked as much of her left tit in my mouth as I was able. I sucked and dug my face in her breast. I slowly came off to her hard nipple. Ann is one hot lady. She said, Now Ted bite down on my nipples. Not real hard but the correct pressure is the key. I bit down a little. She said, “No, no Ted, I mean bite down harder. Let’s try this again. Suck a mouth full of tit and then bite me”
I sucked her breasts a few minutes and bit her nipple. She went in to frenzy. Ann started to scream, “I’m going to cum, , “I’m going to fuckin’ cum” Her hips were contracting upwards to meet my body standing with her. “Oh Fuck Yeah Ted, do it again and then, Fuck Me” We got out of the shower & didn’t even dry off. She lay on the floor in the bathroom with her legs open wide. We were in the 69. She said, ” Now Ted Suck my tits and bite!” I got down and started to suckle her breasts. “I can feel it coming, Now Bite me” She said.
I did and she went into a frenzy again as she was squirting her cum all over the floor. Sucking my dick all the way down her throat. Ann even tried to get my nuts in her mouth. This was too much! I started to cum with out warning. I pumped volley after volley of cum down her throat. “You talk about Deep Throat! Oh damn Ann sure had one’
Ann continued to suck me until I was completely hard again. She pushed me off of her, rolled me over and sat on my cock. Her wetness dripping off my cock as she sank all the to her ass on my rod. Slowly Ann started to ride my dick with long strokes. She forced her clit to rub on her fingers as she fucked me. Her attempts to ride my cock to it’s head was wild. She almost came out on a few strokes. ( Hey I had an idea) Ann continued to fuck me. On one of her long strokes she came off my dick. I moved it up and out a little. When she came back down, My cock aimed right to her ass. She was wet enough with out any lube, she impaled herself on my dick right up her asshole. Oh the feeling was tremendous! Ann never missed ah beat. Her strokes became faster as she was riding my cock in her tight bung.
I reached up and inserted two fingers in her cunt as she rode me. She started to cum with violence. Ann tossed her head around screaming. “I’M FUCKIN’ CUMMMMIN’ Oh Ted, CUM IN MY ASS. FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR HOT STICKY CUM” Just then I felt my balls about to burst. As I filled her bung with my seed. Her ass milked my dick until I stopped cummng.
We lay there on the floor to catch our breath. “ Oh that was fantastic” she said. Now we better get ourselves together before Beth gets home. We showered once more to get the sex off. We dried each other off and got dressed. A few moments later Beth walked in the door. I did a Whewooooooo. Just in time. Ann looked at me and smiled… We have a new bond between us now

Read 57648 times |
Rated 89.5 % |
(287 votes)

Vote list (Close) :

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

The club, femdom Ex-girlfriend.

This is a story about a guy who regularly visits an adult private sex-club, and so he does tonight. But tonight he runs into his ex-girlfriend, her new boyfriend and their female friend. The guy somehow gets convinced to join them and gets dominated. This story contains forced male bi-sexual acts.

Science-Fiction

Becky’s incarceration

They year is 2052 and an oppresive regim has established itself in the country and and has caused overcrowding in all of the prisons. Becky has been sentenced and this story followers her processing and incarceration. This is my first story which I wrote in one night I have a im sorry about the grammar and spelling I am slightly dyslexic. Please comment, Id love to hear if you enjoyed it, and would love any constructive critiscism. Becky, age 13, slim, shoulder length gingerblonde hair

Fiction

Dan-NowBitch

The evening was cool as Dan made his way down the deserted park path. It ran parallel to a park
street, which was hidden behind a set of trees. He adjusted his backpack, hoisting it up higher on his back.
School had been rough today. Ben Hanes had picked on him again. The sixth grader loved to pick on him,
Dan Freeman, a fifth grader.
Dan reached up and touched the swelling bruise that surrounded his left eye. His parents wouldn’t
be happy to see it. His mother would sigh and look disappointed that he wasn’t standing up for himself,
and his father would shout at him about how he was such a coward.
Footsteps sounded behind him, and Dan glanced over his shoulder, seeing two men walking
behind him. He turned back around, only for a man to jump out from the trees, shoving him backwards.
Immediately the three men were on Dan, grabbing him and yanking his backpack off him and throwing it
into the woods. Dan opened his mouth and screamed, but it was cut off by a plastic ball being shoved
into his mouth. Leather bands wrapped around his head from the ball and one of the men fastened the
straps behind his head. His hands were pulled painfully behind his back and Dan watched as the man who
had pushed him handed one of the other men a pair of leather handcuffs.
The cuffs were tightly snapped around his wrists and the men put him on his feet before dragging
him off the path, through the trees to the deserted road where a van was stopped on the side. The side of
the windowless van slid open and Dan was tossed in, jarring his shoulder slightly as he landed. The men
jumped in after him, slammed the door shut and yelled at the driver to go. The van burned rubber as it left
the side of the road.
Dan looked up at the men. They weren’t wearing masks, two of them had brown hair and the
other had black. They were wearing sturdy, but dark clothes, and they were grinning at each other. Grins
that sent shivers up Dan’s spine.
“Look at him,” the black haired man said. “So pretty.” He ran a hand over Dan’s leg, and Dan
jerked back. The men laughed and the driver glanced at them through the rearview mirror.
“He is a pretty one,” the driver commented. “Lucky for us you happened to spot him, yeah,
Steve?” Steve, one of the brown haired men, chuckled and ran a hand over Dan’s face.
“I have an eye for the pretty ones,” Steve said. He picked something up and dangled it in front of
Dan. “Do you see this, boy? This is your new collar. Do you like it?” Dan shook his head and struggled to
put as much distance between him and the men, but he backed up against the side of the van and the three
men surrounded him.
“Sit him up, Phil,” Steve ordered. Phil, the last brown haired man, grabbed Dan’s smooth blond
hair and yanked him into a sitting position. Dan moaned into the ball gag and Steve wrapped the collar
around Dan’s neck, cinching it snuggly and padlocking it on.
“This collar,” Steve said, “means you belong to us now. You’re not your parents, or yourself.
You’re ours. Got that little bitch?”
“Look, we even put your new name on it,” the black haired man, whose name was Gage, said. He
flicked a small dog tag. “It says BITCH. You’re our bitch now.”
Dan blinked and tears fell down his cheeks. He squealed and fought against his handcuffs as
Gage unzipped the boy’s pants and put his hand down his underwear. Dan closed his eyes and a muffled
sob escaped. He gasped as Steve grabbed his hair and shook him.
“Open your eyes, Bitch!” Steve hissed. “We want you to watch everything we do to you.” Dan’s
eyes flew open and he was forced to watch as Dan fondled him. Dan kicked at the men, but Steven and
Phil sat on his legs, keeping them spread.
“Undress him!” The driver, Aaron, cried. He looked at them through the mirror again. “I want to
see his ass.”
Dan screamed against the gag as his shoes, socks, and jeans were pulled from his body, and his
shirt ripped to shreds. His underwear was torn from his body, and Dan sobbed as Gage continued to play
with his penis.
“This is a good size for someone so small,” Phil said. “What do you say, Gage? Four inches?”
“Four,” Gage agreed. “It’ll get bigger.” He continued to stroke it. “A bigger dick means this boy
will get taller. And get a bigger dick.” Dan moaned as something moved through his body, something
electrifying that went from his penis and up and down his body. His penis slowly started to get harder,
and the men started to laugh.
“He’s enjoying this,” Steve cried. “I knew you were a whore, the moment I saw you.” Gage
started stroking faster and faster and Dan felt his hips involuntarily buck. Gage stopped immediately and
Dan moaned at the lost contact, while more tears of fear and humiliation ran down his face. He didn’t
want any of this, but why was his body do this? Phil pulled something out of his pocket, and stretched it
around Dan’s cock, moving it to the base.
“There!” Phil slapped Dan’s penis. “Now you’ll stay hard.” Dan cried in pain at the slap and the
man shoved him to the floor, laying him there while they pulled out cigarettes and lit them.
U
What seemed like hours later, the van stopped in the driveway of a large house in the middle of a
forest. Dan was pulled from the van, and a leash attached to his collar. More tears streamed down his
face, joining with the drool that had fallen from his open mouth. The men brought him into the house and
down into what was supposed to be a basement, but to Dan, looked like something from the pictures in
his history book from the Middle Ages. There weren’t stone walls, but there were chains on the cement
walls, and other large objects that looked like torture instruments.
“This will be your new home, Bitch,” Aaron said. “Let’s get him set up.”
Dan’s hands were uncuffed and a large bar was brought forward. His hands were forced through
two small holes on either end of the bar, and his head forced through a central large hole. The bar was
tightened and Dan bent over. A chain attached to his collar from the ceiling, keeping him from falling
over. Another bar was put between his legs, attached to his ankles, and the men began to pull his butt
cheeks apart, and poke at his ass hole. Dan squealed and yelled through the gag, trying to make them
stop. He tried to move, but couldn’t move very much, and a sharp sting settled across his back. Dan
screamed and Phil sauntered in front of him, lazily swinging a whip. Dan cringed as he cracked it.
“You will not fight us,” Phil said. “Everything will go much quicker and easier if you cooperate.”
The ball gag was removed from his mouth.
“Please!” Dan cried. “Please let me go! I won’t tell anyone!”
U
U
“Shut up, Bitch!” Gage shouted, slapping Dan’s ass. “Who’s first?”
“I drew the largest straw this morning,” Aaron said. “Me. Whoever’s in the hole can use his
Aaron moved behind Dan and Dan heard a zipper be pulled down, and felt spit hit his ass.
“No!” Dan cried as he felt Aaron’s cock push against his ass hole. “No! Please stop!” He
screamed as Aaron shoved in, and felt his balls hit him. Dan screamed again as Aaron began to pump in
and out, moaning.
“I got the second largest,” Phil said. He unzipped his jeans and pulled out a large cock, nine or so
inches, that was rock hard and leaking precum. “Open your mouth, Bitch.”
Dan shut his mouth. Phil used the whip again, causing Dan to scream, and he shoved his cock
into the boy’s mouth.
Dan couldn’t breath as the cock moved into his throat. He struggled against his bonds and
gagged. Phil tipped his head back and sighed.
“Oh this is amazing!” Phil cried. “That’s it, Bitch. Gag on my cock!” He bucked in and Dan
gagged, his mouth closing on the cock. Phil yelled in pain and pulled out, slapping Dan hard, splitting his
lip.
“Bitch just bit me!” Phil growled. He lifted the whip and brought it down across Dan’s
back. “You’re going to pay for that!”
“I’m sorry!” Dan cried. “I didn’t mean—,” he screamed as Phil began to whip him mercilessly,
the whip snapping and snapping with no rests in between. Aaron continued to rape him from behind,
gripping his hips and making Dan scream harder along with the whips. Suddenly, Aaron sped up and
yelled.
“Oh . . . that’s it!” Aaron shouted. Dan sobbed as he felt hot, wet liquid-like stuff enter him.
Aaron patted his ass and Phil stopped whipping him.
“Bitch’s got a tight ass,” Aaron said, pulling out. “And look, the little cunt whore’s a bleeder
too.” The men gathered around Dan’s ass and stared as cum and blood tripped from his hole. Dan sobbed.
“It’s my turn now,” Phil said. “And you’re going to pay for biting me, Bitch!”
“I’m sorry!” Dan cried again. “Please don’t hurt me! I’m sorry I won’t do it again.”
“You better not,” Gage said, moving to Dan’s mouth, holding his rock hard cock in his
hand. “But I think I’ll help you a bit.” Dan sobbed harder as Gage pushed a metal ring into his mouth,
pulling the leather straps around his head and buckling it tightly. Now he couldn’t close his mouth. More
drool ran down his chin, mixing with his tears.
Gage shoved his dick into Dan’s mouth, instantly choking him. Phil gripped the boy’s hips and
rammed his cock up Dan’s ass, making the boy scream. Phil began to brutally pummel the boy’s ass,
making him move back and forth on Gage’s cock, letting the man stand there enjoying the sensation.
Finally Gage grabbed Dan by the hair and held him still while he stabbed his cock further down his throat
and stopped, pressing his stomach against Dan’s nose. Phil continued to thrust, but it hurt more now that
Dan couldn’t move.
Dan tried to struggle against the cock in his mouth. It was hard to breathe. He could feel the
man’s pubes against his face, scratching at him slightly. He couldn’t breathe! He opened and shut his
hands to try and signal that he couldn’t breathe, and he looked up as best as he could. Gage’s head was
thrown back and his eyes were closed.
“Better pull out, Gage,” Steve said. “Don’t want Bitch passing out.”
Gage pulled all the way out and Dan gasped in air, screaming as Phil cummed inside him. Phil
sighed and patted the red welts appearing on Dan’s back.
“What a good bitch, Bitch,” Phil murmured. Gage hurried behind Dan and was slamming himself
into Dan the moment Phil had stepped aside. Steven appeared at Dan’s face. He held his cock forward.
“Put it in your mouth, Bitch,” Steven said. “Now!” Dan sobbed and shook his head. Steven
grabbed his hair and pulled his head up. “Put it in your mouth now!” Dan sniffed and yelled in pain as a
vicious cock stab by Gage, but stretched his neck and took the head of Steven’s cock in his mouth. Steven
push himself in farther, but not all the way.
“Now, suck, Bitch!” Steven ordered. “And don’t stop until I say so.” Dan cried as he sucked, the
taste of the man’s precum salty and bitter, the smell of the man’s cock disgusting with stale piss.
“That’s it . . . ,” Steven murmured. “Just like that.” He pushed more cock in, entering Dan’s
throat. The boy gagged, and stopped sucking. Steven slapping him.
“Keep sucking!” Steven shouted. “I didn’t tell you to stop.” Dan started sucking as best as he
could and Steven patted his head. “Good whore.”
Gage yelled out as he cummed in Dan.
“I won’t use his ass right now,” Steven said. “Put a butt plug in.” Dan couldn’t see the others
move, but he felt something cold and big press against his hole. He moaned against Steven’s cock, trying
to talk. Steven yelled.
“Oh! That’s amazing! You’re a natural cock-sucker, Bitch!” Dan felt the object pass into his ass
and stay there. It hurt. It felt too big. Dan could feel the cum still in him.
“I’m close!” Steven cried. He grabbed Dan’s hair again. “I’m going to cum in your mouth, Bitch.
When I do, you’re going to swallow it, understand?”
Dan whimpered.
“Good. Here . . . here . . . !” Steven shouted and Dan felt hot salty liquid-like stuff enter his
mouth. He started gulping, afraid that he’d drown in it if he didn’t. Some leaked out the sides of his
mouth and he sobbed.
Steven pulled out, wiping his wet cock on Dan’s cheeks, mixing the cum with saliva.
“I think he’s had enough for now,” Steven said. “Let’s get him settled.”
“Look, he’s still hard!” Aaron said, flicking Dan’s dick. “That ring worked really well.”
“Perhaps we should relieve him,” Gage said, removing the ring. He began to stroke Dan. “What’s
your name, boy?” Steven removed the metal ring from Dan’s mouth.
“D-Dan,” Dan whispered. He was slapped and Gage pinched his balls.
“Wrong answer,” Phil said. “What is it? We told you earlier. We’ve been calling you it. Tell us
your name and we’ll let you cum.” Dan moaned at the feeling of the hand stroking him. He involuntarily
bucked his hips.
“What’s your name?” Aaron asked.
“D-Dan.”
Gage stopped stroking him and Dan whimpered. He didn’t want it, he didn’t! His body just
wasn’t listening to him!
Aaron began to gently massage the head of Dan’s dick and the boy whimpered, his muscles
clenching as he neared completion. Aaron stopped before he could come and Dan sobbed.
“Please!” Dan cried. “Please! Help me!”
“We will, but you have to tell us your name,” Steven said. Dan lowered his head. “What’s your
name?” Aaron continued to gently massage Dan’s head, stopping when he was close to cumming.
Dan whimpered.
“B-Bitch,” he whispered. He gasped as Aaron began to wildly stroke his dick and suddenly Dan
fell over an edge he’d never fallen over before. It was the more beautiful feeling in the world, it was like
he was on top of the world!
“Not much cum at this age,” Phil commented. “But he’ll get there.”
Dan sobbed and Steven grabbed his chin, forcing him to look into the man’s eyes.
“You’re name is Bitch,” Steven repeated. “This is your life. Your purpose is to please all of us.
You will forget your old life. You’ll forget your parents, your friends and teachers, and everything that
you’ve learned in school. You belong to us and you will always belong to us. We will use you, and we
will let others use you. Do you understand, Bitch? This is your life now. Embrace it.”
Dan sobbed and closed his eyes.
“Look at me!” Steven shouted. Dan opened his eyes, face paling in fear. “Good. From now you
will either call us Sir, or Daddy. You will do everything we say or you will be punished.”
“Yes,” Dan whispered.
“Yes what?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“And the other one.” Dan sniffed and whimpered.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Steven smiled, a sinister, leering smile and he released Dan’s chin, allowing his head to drop.
“Let’s tie Bitch up for the night,” Steven said. Dan was unlocked from his position and he
crumpled to the ground. A penis gag was shoved into his mouth, the rubber cock falling into his throat.
Dan choked and panicked as the gag was locked in place.
“Relax the throat and breathe through your nose,” Gage instructed as they hogtied him, cinching
his back into an arch. “You better learn the technique quick or we won’t be happy.” The man laughed as
they left Dan on the floor, went upstairs, and turned the lights off. Dan was plunged into darkness, and his
new life.

Read 20964 times |
Rated 90.4 % |
(52 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Steff_89
: POSITIVEmystuff
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Science-Fiction

Planetary Resort Part II

Jean has entered the service of Matron Mary’s brothel for aliens and humans on the Planetary resort called Toettut. She is willing to do whatever it takes to help save her son.

Fiction

Joanna- The beginning

The story (fictional) of a girl named Joanna Ditsel, all characters are made up and any similarities to people you know are coincidental.

Fiction

The Winston Family Adventures Pt. 04

Ben Winston is a registered pharmacist and also a Captain in the Army Reserve Medical Corp. When he received orders to report for active duty the same week fall classes began at the children’s school, it created a big problem for the whole family.