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Jessica Part 2

Thanks for the previous comments on part one of the story. I didn’t plan on writing a part 2, but it turned out better than I thought. Continuation of what left off from part 1…

True Story

Naked Play Day

I normally masturbate at least once a day. An average nub rub usually begins as soon as Hubby’s truck pulls out of the driveway in the morning, and generally lasts between ten to thirty minutes. But when I have time, and Hubby is not home, I love to have what I call a Naked Play Day.

Fantasm

SOUTH OF HEAVEN

SOUTH OF HEAVEN
The familiar (dis) chords screamed out the cargo van’s stereo system with twin guitars growling against the dusk of a cool fall evening. The words “ On and on, south of heaven” sung repeatedly by Tom Araya fueled the driver with even more adrenaline. His rough hands gripped the wheel tightly as he licked his thin lips, wetting them with his tongue.
When he stopped the van before hanging a left turn he allowed himself a quick glance at the precious cargo sitting in the bay. Seeing the covered dog carrier crate brought a smile to his face. He turned back to the road and turned down a street filled with machine shops, storage yards and auto body shops for the most part. Many of the businesses had fences topped with razor wire and more than one had mean junkyard dogs patrolling their domain. The street was unevenly illuminated by infrequent street lights, aided by wall mounted lights that shone on individual lots. Trash and debris lay by the street curb and large potholes made the road seem more like the third world than part of a great American city in the death throes of the twentieth century.
The man’s fingers tapped at the wheel attempting to keep time with the rapid fire beat of the drumming but falling far short. He had a familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach that he got every time he went on one of his expeditions. The feeling became stronger as he approached his destination. He made another turn, this time a right and slowly drove down a short dead end street that ended at a padlocked chain link gate. He threw the vehicle into park and alighted from the van. He removed a key from his Carhartt jacket and unlocked the gate and swung it open. He clambered back in and pulled forward just enough so that he could lock the gate back up. After he finished he drove around to the back of the one story cinder block building. He pushed a remote control button that was clipped to his sun visor as he approached a large overhead gate. It sprang to life with the sound of screeching metal, dragging itself up it’s rails to reveal a Stygian gloom beyond. The van turned into the gate’s maw with the headlight beams casting a white glow inside.
He pulled inside and hit the remote again, reversing the process. The man then killed the engine but left the headlights on to provide a source of light. He sat there for a minute breathing in and out in a controlled manner to help maintain control of his emotions. Satisfied with his efforts he climbed down and headed for a steel door in the far wall. He opened it and stepped through the threshold . His hand found the light switch and threw it causing the cold glow of fluorescent lights to flood the room.
The light revealed machines for cutting and shaping steel, tin and aluminum as well as shelves filled with fabricated ductwork and tools. The man ignored all this and walked to another door. Removing his keyring he then unlocked two different deadbolt locks and opened the door to show a stone staircase leading down into darkness. He flicked the switch at the top of the stairs before turning and returning to the van. He shut off the headlights before proceeding to the back doors of the van. He opened them and slid the cage to the lip of the van. With a grunt he lifted the crate and carried it to the top of the stairway where he placed it down. The man retraced his steps and closed the van doors before returning to the stairway.
He again lifted his burden and carefully made his way down the stairs to the depths below. He had reached the bottom and stood in a short hallway with a door at the end. There were two light fixtures mounted on the wall with bare bulbs casting their yellow glow. He approached the door and pushed against it, causing the door to silently swing inward. The man proceeded inside where he placed his load onto a raised platform. Unable to wait longer the man removed the blanket covering the cage to reveal his prize.
The crate was around three feet long and two feet wide and two feet high. It was made of steel bar sections. One side was a door with a clasp that was padlocked. Inside the crate was a captive girl. She was curled up on the rubber mat on the bottom of the crate. He couldn’t see her face due to her long brown hair covering it but he observed a generous portion of white leg showing between her plaid school skirt and her gray knee high socks. She had on black old school sneakers and a light black jacket with her white blouse collar peeking above it.
The man felt his heart began to race and his groin start to swell. He fumbled at the lock in his haste, but soon opened it. He grasped her narrow shoulders and worked her free of the crate. He dragged her to one end of the platform that had a number of pipes and steel rings attached to the platform frame. The platform was made of plywood on top of a steel tubing frame. It was larger than a king size bed and its height was around thirty inches above the concrete floor. The side to which he brought her had a couple of small thin mattresses that were stained and looked like they were originally from a cot. The man reached under the platform and brought up a chain with an D clamp on one end and a leather strap with buckles on the other. He connected the D clamp to one of the steel rings and pulled the girls arms over her head where he wrapped the leather strap around her wrists and buckled it tight. A grim smile played on his face as he reached down and gently brushed the hair away from her face.
The girl was pale with a few freckles around her pert nose. Her lips were thin and very red and it looked like she had lipstick on. Around her eyes black eyeliner was applied in the way that a young girl would try to make herself appear older, though to the man she looked like a painted trollop. He considered removing it so she would look more innocent when without warning the girls eyes suddenly opened. The man found himself lost in their gray depths.
His mind went back to last week when he first saw her. He had been in the same section of town and had finished a meeting with one of his suppliers. It was early evening and the sun had already set. He had been sitting in his van smoking a cigarette parked in front of the supplier when he saw the girl flit into view. She had been dressed the same way, a school girl outfit with her own personal touches like the sneakers and makeup. Her body was very tiny and pixie like. She was well under five feet tall and had no feminine curves to speak of. Immediately he had sat up straight and studied her intently. She seemed to not have a care in the world as she crossed the street and headed in his direction. The man felt his cock twitch in his pants as she glided past the van. He was rubbing himself while watching her in his side view mirror when she turned at the next corner and disappeared from view.
That night he jerked off to her memory twice, coming violently both times. The next evening with nothing else to do he was waiting parked on the street she had disappeared onto. The man was rewarded by seeing her around the same time. He waited until she was almost out of view before starting the engine and following . The street ran straight and by this time was lightly traveled. Like a ghost she flitted in and out of the shadows as she proceeded to her unknown destination. He crept along and once had to pull to the curb to keep a safe distance. Finally she reached the end of the street and turned right. He waited a minute before following and by the time he turned she had disappeared from sight. The section of the city he was now in was a narrow hardscrabble residential area that was squeezed between the industrial zone to one side and the interstate highway on the other. He guessed the girl lived here and was coming from school or some other place and would cut through the area on her way home. Smiling to himself, he was already planning what to do.
It was one of his standard plans but it had worked to perfection. He had printed up some fliers and had loaded the dog carrier with some other supplies into the van. He had checked a few other nights and as sure as clockwork the young girl passed through the area within a fifteen minute interval each time. He chose Friday so that if things went well he would have all weekend with her. That evening he parked at a deserted corner along her route, unlocked the back doors and placed a bottle of chloroform and a rag in his pocket. He hung one of the fliers on a light pole while holding some more and simply waited . He was standing by the side of his van as she approached.
“Excuse me miss, maybe you can help me. My puppy escaped from my van the other day around here and I was wondering if you’ve seen him” he said.
The girl stopped and looked up at him with no expression. “You lost your puppy mister, that’s too bad. I don’t think I’ve seen him though.”
“Well maybe you can take a flier in case you see him. Then you could give me a call. The puppy’s name is Spot and his poor mother is very sad about this.”
“I guess I can take a flier. His mother misses him you say, that’s sad” the girl said and now she looked a little sad herself as she took a flier.
“Yeah I even brought her with me, she’s in the van and they really look alike. Maybe if you saw her that would help if you saw him. Wanna look?” he said with a crocodile smile.
The girl smiled shyly back at him. “Can I see her mister? I would love to see a nice dog.”
“Sure” he said while surveying the area and seeing that no one was around. He had scoped out the location well, making sure there were no surveillance cameras on this stretch of street. Putting his hand into his pocket he unscrewed the top of the bottle while walking to the back doors.
“Wait while I check for traffic” he said stepping into the street. He removed the bottle and rag and applied a generous amount of chloroform to the rag before closing the lid. He then put the bottle back and opened the van doors.
“Ok you can come here now. By the way what‘s your name?” he said taking a step back, giving her a small space between himself and the van to stand.
“My name’s Lilith” the girl said while squeezing in the small area and peering into the back “hey where’s the dog?”
That was all she could get out before he grabbed her across the chest with one arm while the other brought the rag to her face covering her nose and mouth. She struggled feebly for a minute before going limp. The man quickly lifted her into the van and he was surprised at how light she felt, but since he liked to treat little girls like rag dolls anyway it was a pleasant surprise. Within three minutes he had put her in the crate and locked and covered it as well as locking the doors, removing the flier he had hung and getting behind the wheel of the van.
He recalled all this while staring into her eyes. It almost felt like he was drowning in them but with an effort he tore his gaze away. The girl had said nothing to him and that seemed strange but he didn’t really care. His need had grown since he first saw her and it must be addressed. The man undid the button on his pants and unzipped his fly. He was going commando in anticipation and his rapidly hardening member forced itself through the opening. He gave it a quick stroke before climbing onto the platform with the girl.
He straddled the girl’s legs and reached his calloused hand to her skirt and raised it revealing a pair of nondescript white panties. He grabbed the waistband and ripped hard removing the underwear. The man licked his lips at the sight of her bald little mound. He took a tube of lubricant from his pocket and applied it to his large cock all over, coating it well. He then reached his hand down and squirted some onto her little pussy and roughly forced a finger inside her. Surprisingly he could push it all the way into her. She definitely didn’t have a hymen but whether someone had beaten him there or it happened in another way he had no way of knowing. The man then worked a second finger into her and roughly finger fucked her for a minute helping spread the lubricant deep.
Not being able to wait any longer he removed his fingers and spread her tiny legs wide. He then gripped his thick cock a few inches below the head. He positioned it at her entrance and in one movement forced the head and the shaft up to his hand into her canal. The girl Lilith didn’t make a sound which disappointed him on one level. He figured someone else had used the girl already but what could he do. His need was still great so he drove as deep into her as she could take. He gripped each of her legs with a hand and rapidly pounded her small body as hard as he could. She might not be a virgin but he was certainly going to stretch her out. Back in the school locker room one of the kids had said he was horse hung and nothing had changed. The man was bigger than most porn stars, not only in length but also in girth. There weren’t many full grown woman who could easily handle him and Lilith certainly wasn’t that.
He looked at Lilith’s face but she just blankly returned his gaze. Getting no satisfaction from that he resolved to make her scream later, but for now decided to take care of his more pressing need. The man continued fucking her tiny body hard and watched his thick weapon violate her, sliding in and out of her tiny hole. He felt his nuts tighten and he let out a moan as he began to flood her with his seed. The man remained inside until all his cum was out, then pulled his slimy cock free and smacked it against her hairless body. He felt more drained then he usually did from an orgasm although he reasoned that was because he had been waiting for this encounter for over a week.
The man crawled to the edge of the platform and stepped down. He walked to a wall of the chamber and adjusted a thermostat and heard the heating fan turn on. He then sat in the one chair in the room and removed all his clothing except for his socks. The chamber was made of concrete and was roughly 20’ x 15’. The only things in the chamber besides the chair and platform were a small toilet, a wall mounted sink and a free standing shower stall with no curtain. He carefully folded his clothes and placed them on the chair when he stood. Standing naked he was a formidable sight. A hair over six feet, the man easily weighed over two hundred pounds and his arms, legs and torso were covered in black hair. His cock had only partially lost it’s erection and jutted out menacingly. His plain face was covered under a couple of days of whiskers and his graying hair was slicked back on his head.
He walked back to the platform and grabbed Lilith’s face with a large hand and turned her to him.
“You were obviously fucked before tonight. Does your daddy or your momma’s boyfriend have fun with you little Lilith?” he asked her.
She didn’t answer him but just stared at him as if she was trying to burn holes through him. He couldn’t explain why but the man felt a chill run up his spine and he was almost scared of this mere slip of a girl. Forcing the feeling to the back of his mind he compensated with false bravado. The man released her face and roughly dragged her onto one of the thin mattresses and rolled her onto her stomach. Seeing her small buttocks caused his erection to grow to full staff and he again clambered on the platform. He grabbed a cheek with each hand and pried them apart revealing her tiny rosebud. The man spit onto her sphincter then leaned down and licked it.
She seemed to be cold to him but he figured once the heat kicked in her body temperature would rise. He applied some lubricant to her tiny hole and forced his finger into her backdoor. It was a struggle to work it in and he was pleased about that. He applied plenty of lube to his cock, especially to the head. The man then pushed the head right to the entrance and gripped her small hips as he began forcing it into her. Again she didn’t make a sound but from his struggle he didn’t think she had been fucked in the ass before. Using his weight to help him the man kept forcing himself deeper until eventually he was all inside her.
The man placed a knee on either side of her body with her legs pressed together. He felt like his cock was in a vice from the extreme tightness of her hole. He then leaned down and supported his torso with his elbows. Once he was in position he pulled his cock halfway out and slammed it all the way in making her little body jump. Letting out a groan that was half pleasure and half pain he began fucking her ass as hard as he could. Lilith was silent through this which enraged him. He moved an elbow onto her shoulder blade putting the weight of his body on her small frame. He continued fucking her with all his force until he couldn’t take any more.
“I’m the first in your ass, slut, and I’m gonna cum in there now” he gasped. A few seconds later he felt the pressure build then release as his balls emptied for a second time into Lilith. The man practically collapsed onto her he was so winded. After resting for a minute he managed to roll them onto their sides. He removed himself as her ass was so tight on him it was almost painful. He would have liked to see the gape but he was too tired at the moment. The man rolled onto his back and rested. Looking up at the fluorescent lights he realized for some reason he had forgotten to turn on his state of the art digital recording system. Once he caught his breath he would remedy that, but it was a shame that some good action wasn’t filmed. He closed his eyes just for a moment.
The next thing he knew he felt a tongue running along his cock. The man’s eyes opened to reveal Lilith kneeling between his legs. He reached out a hand and pushed her hair away so that he could see what she was doing. Her tongue was tracing a pattern up his shaft. Lilith brought her bound hands and took his shaft between them. The man noticed her fingernails were painted blood red but stopped paying attention to anything else when she lifted up his cock and swallowed it.
He gasped from pleasure as Lilith slid her mouth down his shaft taking it deep in her throat without pausing until it was all the way in. The man couldn’t remember any of the street whores he frequented when he was unable to obtain his true desire being able to deep throat him like this. He thought to himself that this girl was a total freak. With his hand on her head Lilith continued working her mouth up and down his full length never stopping her movements even to catch a breath. Though the man had already experienced two orgasms in quick succession he felt another one approaching. When Lilith cradled his balls in her tiny cool hands while swallowing him deep he felt his balls shoot what little they had remaining down her throat.
Totally exhausted the man drifted off to sleep with Lilith sitting cross legged watching him the last thing that he saw. He awakened from the feeling of nails being scraped along the flesh of his thighs. He forced his eyes open and saw Lilith, naked now and unrestrained hovering over him while digging her nails into him. The man also realized that his hands were now restrained above his head securely. He tried to move his arms but was unable to.
“Let me loose girl if you know what’s good for you and I won’t punish you too badly” he said.
Lilith laughed and smiled diabolically at him, her gray eyes tinted with a reddish tinge. She took his flaccid cock in one hand and squeezed harder than her size should let her. The man then noticed the girl’s incisors had impossibly grown longer and pointier. Suddenly she leaned down and sank her fangs into his cock.
“Oh God no” the man screamed in anguish.
Lilith paused long enough to say “ I don’t think God will be answering your prayers tonight or at any time really” before resuming her feeding. Mercifully for the man he soon drifted into unconsciousness. The feeling of cold water cascading onto his face revived him. Lilith was standing above him fully dressed with his keyring in one hand and a water bottle in the other.
“What are you?” he managed to gasp out his parched throat.
“Your worst nightmare” she said smiling sweetly “but if you literally mean what am I , I’ll tell you. I was born a girl like any other. My father served in the army during WW I and stayed in Europe after the war for a while where he met my mother. She was from a village that had been ruled by the Hapsburgs. When they met it was love at first sight, at least that’s what they said. They moved back to the states after they married and I was born a few months later. My brother came along in five years and we were a very happy family.”
A look came over her face that was almost wistful before quickly fleeing like a cloud before a strong wind.
“We received word that my grandmother, my mother’s mother, was getting very sick and wasn’t expected to survive long. My father had done well in business and therefore we could afford to travel back to my mother’s home village where I met that side of my family for the first time. Then one evening I had wandered a little outside the village on my own. And I was taken and turned.”
She said the last sentence with such vehemence that the man took notice. Lilith then continued her story. “He said I reminded him of his daughter. He taught me much and to his mind he took care of me but I always hated him with all my being for what he did to me. It took me a long time to get my revenge as he was too strong for me to confront directly and I had to grow into and develop my powers. But many years later when I felt I was ready I wrote some letters and left some clues for others to find and destroy the monster that had preyed on the area for years. I of course was not there at the time but I made sure the task was completed.”
“Then I arranged to come back to the country of my birth, though not to where I was born as I didn’t ever wish to be near my family after what I’ve become. And I’ve been surviving ever since, preying for the most part on evil men like you. I’m small so I don’t need to feed as much as some might and no one ever expects a girl to be so deadly. Why am I telling you all this? Not having anyone to really talk to for over fifty years can get very lonely but I will never create another like me. Besides in a few days you’ll be dead anyway. I’ll return the next two nights to finish the job. Well let me leave you for now as I know you want to rest and after I feed is the only time I feel almost alive” Lilith said with a bitter laugh.
The girl put the water bottle down by the man’s head and skipped out the door with his keys in her hand. He heard the door at the top of the stairs close and lock in a minute and then the lights went out.
Excerpt from newspaper story.
The man identified as John Lewis was found dead – bound, gagged and mutilated by an employee of his company Monday morning. A police spokesperson confirmed that his genitalia had been seemingly “ripped off” and that police had found evidence that Mr. Lewis had sexually abused a large number of children and had recorded his shocking crimes. Police suspect a victim’s relative may have killed the homicide victim. “Even though Mr. Lewis was a bad person we will not allow vigilante justice in our city and we will do our best to apprehend the guilty party” said Walter Wimmers police spokesperson.
Nightmare, the persecution
A child’s dream of death.
Torment, ill forgotten
A soul that will never rest.
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Unpaid Overtime #2

When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”

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My Mom and my Sis are my Sex Slaves Part 2

David has captured and trained his Mother Kendra, and his Sister Kayleigh, into becoming his obedient sex slaves. Now he strategically moves towards the next phase of his plan to build the life he always fantasized about. In this chapter, his father, John, returns home and enjoys some one on one time with his daughter Kayleigh. She teases him into a frenzy, and when she turns him away, he forces the matter. Eventually he gets what he deserves.

Fantasy

Under the Stars

I got into the truck when you picked me up and you pulled me close to you in the seat… I had to straddle the gear shift and every time you shifted your hand would linger… with every bump your hand would brush the sensitive inside of my thighs… my short skirt sliding up my legs as the drive seemed to drag on. I look over at you and you have a look that tells me you are feeling the same thing. We get to the beach and you find an access road, pull onto it and find a perfect spot to park. Parking the truck on the beach, you get out and climb into the bed, laying a thick blanket down in the back of the truck, you take my hand and pull me up behind you. The teasing that you did during the dr1ve has me wild with wanting you. Standing in the back of the truck now, you pull me close and wrap one arm around my waist and the other you put behind my neck and pull my mouth to yours for a burning kiss. Your lips touch mine and my breath catches in my chest, your tongue persuades my lips to open to your probing and I feel my knees go weak as my tongue meets yours. I lean into your body and can feel your desire growing. Knowing that I can hardly stand any longer, I put my hands on your chest and push away slightly, breaking our kisses. I tell you that I need to sit down and you bring me to the front of the bed where it meets the cab of the truck and we sit there together looking at the water crashing against the shore. I am leaning back against you and you pull my hair to one side and start to kiss my neck, running your lips and tongue up and down my neck and shoulder. I shiver from the sensations that you are causing on my body. I want you so badly but I will hold on a little longer. I turn around and get up on my knees, as I put one leg on either side of your thighs, my skirt won’t
allow for me to do it without hiking it up a bit. Pulling my skirt up to my ass cheeks, I have enough room to straddle you now. As I sit with my hips against yours you can feel the heat radiating from the most intimate part of me. Through the thin material of my skirt I can feel your body coming alive. I reach under your t-shirt and pull it off of you, I want to run my hands all over your body, I want to feel every inch of you.
Leaning in and pressing my lips to yours, you willingly open your lips for my tongue to explore. You reach up and put your hands on my hips, pulling my shirt out of the waistband of my skirt. Running your hands inside my shirt, up my sides, your hands brush the curves of my soft supple breasts and I moan as I feel your fingers brush my sensitive nipples. You feel them straining against my bra, longing for your touch. You reach around and unclasp my bra with one hand, my breasts fall out and immediately you start to massage them. Your rough hands feel so good against my soft skin, you find my nipples and start to run your thumbs across them
and they are so hard now. I reach down and run my hand across the front of your crotch… feeling your hardness it makes me want to touch that part of you. You pull your lips from mine and wrap your arms around me and pull my body to you. Kissing my neck, collarbone, working your way down to my breasts. You take first one nipple into your mouth then the other, causing me to cry out. Rubbing my hips against yours, I can’t take much more.
I reach down and unbutton your pants, as I unzip them your cock stands at perfect attention for me I reach for it, wrap my hand around it, and start to run my hand up and down its length. Pre cum oozing out the end, I take my finger and wipe it off and stick my finger in my mouth… I suck my finger clean. Watching me suck my finger into my mouth has made you want me even more. You take your hand and slide it under my skirt, between my thighs and search for the center of my desire.
Finding what your fingers are searching for, you slide your middle finger into me, it slides right in as I am nice and wet. I want you so bad. You slide your finger back out and then slide two back in. Your thumb finds my clit and I scream with desire, it echoes everywhere. I grab onto your shoulders and beg you not to stop. You pump your fingers in and out of me, rubbing my clit, pulling my mouth back down to yours; hungrily you take possession of my lips and tongue. I start to grind my hips against your fingers and you slow your movements. You pull your fingers out of me and bring them to your mouth to taste my juices. You reach down and
lift your hips, careful not to displace me, you start to slide your jeans down your thighs to your knees, reaching behind me and taking them down to your ankles and then completely off. You slide my shirt off my shoulders and I can smell my intoxicating scent still lingering on your hand. I lean back and start to unbutton the buttons on the front of my skirt and take it off. I want to feel your body against mine. All of you. Grabbing my ass and pulling me closer to you it spreads my legs even further and I can feel your hardness pressing against my clit now. I can feel it pulsing. I sit up slightly and grab your cock and run it back and forth across my slit, covering the tip of it with my juices. I place it at the entrance to my womanhood and look into your eyes and beg you to take me. As I take your lips with mine your tongue invades my mouth as you slide your hard member into me.
With your hands on my hips you raise me ever so slightly and lower me back down, back onto your hardness, filling me with your every desire. Capturing your lips with mine as you move me up and down on you, I kiss you so sweetly, passionately, hungrily. I can’t stand it anymore. I take your hands and pull them up to hold above your head as I start to ride you. Slowly at first… moving my hips up and down and back and forth, still holding your hands above your head. I lace my fingers with yours and release your hands from my grip, I want to feel your hands on my body, touching, stroking, and loving, You release my fingers after kissing the tips
of each one and put your arms around my back and your hands on my shoulders to pull me even harder onto you as you thrust deeper into me. You suck my breast into your mouth and twirl your tongue around my nipple and cause such erotic feelings to course through my body. You put your finger on my clit as I continue to ride you. I can feel my body is about ready to climax. I start to ride you a little harder and faster as you play with my clit, your mouth now suckling my other breast.
My whole body starts to shake, my muscles contract around you as my juices cover you. You continue to slide in and out of me. Growling low in your throat you pull me to you and coax my lips to open to your probing tongue. As our kiss deepens the movement of your hips gets more hurried. I can feel your rigid cock throbbing, wanting release. I run my nails down your chest and brush your nipples, hearing you growl again I know that you are so close. You thrust into me and I meet your thrusts and as I clamp my muscles tighter around you I feel you grow inside of me. You pull your lips from mine and bite on my neck and grab handfuls of my hair as you release your hot seed inside of me, driving it as deep as you possibly can.
I stand up and our juices drip out of me onto my thighs. I look over at the water and invite you to take a dip with me. I run to the waters edge and oh it is so cold… but I dive in, followed by you. As I emerge from the water, you are there, grabbing a hold of me and kissing me deeply. I wrap my legs around your waist as I feel weightless with the water. Already I can feel you growing hard for me again. You carry me out of the water and back to the truck, making love to my mouth with
your tongue. Promises of the rest of the night… under the stars.

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1 – My Gym Teacher

Note: This happened nearly a decade ago, so it may not be exactly what was said, but everything that happened is pretty well spot on. For anyone looking for a story littered with sex, it doesn’t start for quite a while. While the characters are all real, the names are not. This is my first story and I accept any criticism, whether it’s on style or any typos that may be found. Enjoy!
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When I was growing up, I never really thought of myself as an attractive guy; at 5’9” and 180 pounds, I definitely could have gone for a few more walks. To top it off, I had glasses, was a pretty big nerd, and sat around most weekends playing video games with friends… until we became interested in girls. My best friend, Bill, was always a hit with girls; he was your typical jock with a well-toned body and all of the cool girls drooling over him.
Eventually, my relationship with Bill led him to encourage me to hit the gym with him after school on a daily basis. In no time at all, I had shed 15 pounds, and was starting to get the faint hint of a six pack, to go with some nice bicep definition. While I gained this new image for myself, however, I was still a bit of a geeky stoner; I preferred the company of a joint, Zeppelin, and video games to the company of girls. In an ongoing effort to get me to fit in more to his liking, Bill changed a big part of my life again.
Being his best friend since childhood had its perks, and I was openly welcome to run with whatever crowd I pleased. Part of Bill’s pull was getting into keggers and house-parties being thrown by people in the grades above us. I hadn’t shied away from his peer pressure up to this point, so we started going to parties every Friday and Saturday, with Bill always seeming to leave with a different girl. All of these parties had a good result for me too: my first girlfriend, Emily.
Emily was 5’7”, about 120 pounds, and a blonde-haired, blue-eyed goddess in my eyes. I was a sucker for her to the extreme. She didn’t have a car, so I would pick her up and drop her off, and generally drive her everywhere she needed to go, which was initially acceptable for me, because I got to be seen with one of the most attractive girls in my school.
It wasn’t long before I was getting regular blowjobs at lunch and sex four or five days of the week. After school, we would rush over to either one of our houses, depending on whose parents were working later that day, and pretty much fuck for a good couple hours. I was definitely not Emily’s first, but I was more than adequate in her eyes. While not having the biggest dick in the world, I definitely am above average at 8.5” with moderate thickness. How could life be any better for a teenager?
The answer to that is Mrs. Curtis. She had been a gym teacher at the high school for about 20 years, and was entering her mid-late 40s by the time this story really takes off. Mrs. Curtis was not your typical female gym teacher; she was not in the greatest shape, she was not the first older lady you would pick to fuck if you had your choice, and she was honestly pretty annoying. But there was something about her, a certain ‘it’ factor, that screamed ‘I want to fuck every one of you young studs right now’.
There were legends, in fact, of numerous trysts Mrs. Curtis had had with former students. As the rumour went, Mrs. Curtis had been caught fucking the school’s accountant by one of her soon-to-be graduating students, and he had blackmailed her into fucking him regularly until he went off to university. While there was really no way to prove this, as it had supposedly happened in the first five years she had started teaching, there were a lot of students claiming that they had gotten blowjobs from her, with a few even claiming they had fucked her after school. I figured most of them were full of shit. After all, no one even had any proof that she had ever fucked the accountant, or that she had ever been blackmailed by any students in previous years. Despite all of this, she was definitely a frequent mention whenever we talked about what teachers we would fuck, and how bad we’d give it to them.
During the last week of school before Christmas exams began, Emily was talking to her friend Sarah in the bathroom, assuming they were alone. As she related to me later, she was telling Sarah how full I made her feel when she was on top, and how much she loved when I would squeeze and slap her ass raw when we were fucking. She was in the midst of telling Sarah that she was going to consider letting me fuck her in the ass when she heard stifled laughter from one of the stalls. When Mrs. Curtis came out of the stall, Emily went beet red and rushed out of the bathroom to let me know what had happened, and how she was just going to die if her parents found out that their perfect little Christian angel had been fucking since she was in junior high.
Sensing the urgency of the situation, I decided a visit to Mrs. Curtis was in order. After school, I knocked on the gym’s office door, and was quickly told to enter. As Mrs. Curtis looked up from the papers on her desk, a large, impish smile spread over her thin lips.
“What can I do for you, Mr. Stenson”, she asked while leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs.
“Uhh”, I stammered, trying to find the courage to say what needed to be said. “Emily told me that you overheard a private discussion she was having with Sarah in the bathroom this afternoon, and I was hoping that we could maybe come to some kind of agreement.”
“What kind of agreement did you have in mind? She was pretty descriptive about some very inappropriate things.”
I felt my collar start to tighten, and was very aware of my heart beating.
“I was just hoping that you wouldn’t tell Emily’s parents about our relationship. They’re pretty strict, and they don’t know that we’re having sex. They think she’s still a virgin and saving herself for marriage.”
That mischievous smile immediately returned to her face.
“You can relax, Robert.”
“Please, call me Rob… most people do.”
“Well… Rob”, she paused, adding extra emphasis to my name, “I think your secret is safe with me.”
“Thanks a lot, Mrs. Curtis. Her parents would probably ship her off to a female boarding school if they found out.”
I started to relax a little, looking out at the gym, and becoming very aware that we had been talking for a few minutes – the school was quickly starting to clear out, and even the faint sound of lockers slamming had becoming less often by this point.
“Well thanks again, I really mean it,” I told her, trying to make sure she understood how genuinely happy I was with her decision. “Emily’s just real private about this sort of thing.”
“Not the way she was telling Sarah, she isn’t,” Mrs. Curtis retorted.
“Well, I gotta go… Emily is probably looking for me.” I took one last look at that devilish smile on her face, knowing I would be thinking of her momentarily when I was fucking Emily. As I was turning to leave her office, she quietly muttered my name.
“Rob,” she sighed, before I could get back out into the gym, “…just one more thing, young man”.
“Anything, Mrs. Curtis. I definitely owe you big for this.”
“I need some help cleaning up after school, especially when your team has basketball practice.” She rose and took a few steps towards me, lightly grabbing my elbow and pulling me into the gym.
“Whenever the boys finish practicing, most of them just hit the showers and take off, leaving me to clean up all the balls and cones by myself.”
“Absolutely, Mrs. Curtis,” I responded, sighing with relief that her task was something of relative ease. I was worried she was going to ask me to help with the upcoming girls’ volleyball tournament that was being hosted at our school all day Saturday and Sunday. Compared to that, sticking around after practice for a couple minutes was only fair.
The rest of the week went by very smoothly; I would stay after school for a few minutes to help her clean up. She was very grateful, and always thanked me with a smile. Not the same smile as when we’d had our conversation, but a genuine smile to display her appreciation for my assistance. Every day when I’d go home, I would picture myself fucking Mrs. Curtis while Emily was lost in our lust. I even went so far as to insist on fucking her doggy style more often, so that I could imagine it was Mrs. Curtis instead.
I would pretend her small ass was full, partially because Mrs. Curtis could stand to lose a bit of weight. I would pretend her breasts were bigger, more suitable for a woman who had two children. I would push Emily’s head down into the bedding, and fuck her for all I was worth. While she was getting off again and again, the only thought that crossed my mind was how I wanted to make one rumour into reality.
On the afternoon of the last day of school before exams, I had stopped after finishing up with Mrs. Curtis to once again extend my thanks. She wished me a happy holiday, and said she’d appreciate my help in the new year, if I was willing. I told her I’d have to think about it.
That afternoon, Emily was giving me a rather good blowjob; she could almost deep throat me, and had gotten pretty good at using her hands in unison with her mouth. I told her I was going to cum, and as usual, she screamed that she wanted it on her tits or her face. I was very willing to oblige, and immediately shot three times on her boobs, and then another four on her face. The last shot got her right in the eye, and she screamed.
“What the fuck, Rob?”
“I’m sorry, babe, I didn’t think I was going to cum that hard.”
“You’re an asshole. You’re probably going to laugh about it with your faggot friends later, aren’t you.”
“Relax, it was an accident. If I wanted to do that, I’d have done it ages ago.” I looked down at her as she was scrambling to stand up and find something to clean up with.
“Go fuck yourself, Rob. You think that just because you have gotten more popular this year, and you’ve worked out and gotten in shape that you’re hot fucking shit all of a sudden”. She continued to scream at me, which ended up having rather dire consequences for our relationship.
Unbeknownst to either of us, Emily’s mother had gotten off work early and had run upstairs thinking that her daughter was in some kind of trouble. When she slammed Emily’s door open, she was greeted with the site of my cock, still half erect, and her daughter wearing nothing but panties. To top it all off, her little angel still had not wiped all of my cum of her chin or tits, so she got quite a look at something pretty awful.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, young lady?” She screamed at Emily, seeming almost oblivious to me standing still naked less than five feet from her.
“Jesus Christ, Mom, you’re supposed to be at work!”
Emily began to scramble for her blanket, while I slowly edged towards my clothes, heaped in the corner of the room.
“Don’t fucking move, young man,” Emily’s mother turned to me, “if you think that you’re going to just sneak out of here, you’ve got another thing coming!”
I went into immediate survival mode, thinking faster than I ever had before.
“Look, ma’am, I mean no disrespect, but I have a pretty good feeling that your husband is going to shoot me where I stand if he happens to come home early, too.”
“What’s your point?” She shot back at me.
“My point is that, while I am partly responsible for this situation, there were two consenting individuals here, and I don’t think it’d be very fair that I get in trouble here and at home too, when you inevitably call my parents.”
“You have one minute, Rob, to get dressed, and get the fuck out of here!” She continued to scream at me.
As I stumbled around, trying to get my boxers and pants on as fast as I could, she quickly caught on to my little ruse.
“You better leave your address and phone number here, young man. I want to be sure that your parents find out what’s been going on.”
I stopped dead in my tracks.
“And don’t you fucking think for a second that I won’t go to the school board asking for your information if you end up giving me some fake numbers. I will track you down in a fucking heartbeat, young man!”
I did what any smart person would do – I gave her my real number and address, threw my shoes on, and drove home as fast as I could, so I could try to tell my parents before she did, thankfully I was successful. While my mom was busy berating me, and being concerned whether we’d used protection, which we had, my father was busy grinning from ear to ear, and sneaking me a thumbs-up whenever my mom wasn’t paying attention to him. While my dad obviously thought it was hilarious, I understood when he had to agree to ground me for the entire three-week Christmas vacation.
At first, it wasn’t such a bad deal; I couldn’t really do anything, since I had no homework, but I also wasn’t allowed out to see friends, which meant I didn’t have to go out in the cold. Suffice to say, it was a pretty boring few weeks, and I was actually excited about going back to school for the first time in years.
When I got to school that Monday, I had no idea the disaster that was waiting for me. I hadn’t been able to use the phone or computer, so I was completely out of touch with what had happened over the holidays. As it turns out, Emily did get transferred to a female boarding school that wasn’t even in the same country. I was pretty upset, and Bill definitely noticed.
“Dude, you’ll get over it soon enough – there’s definitely enough pussy in this school.”
“Yea, I know. It still sucks though… I’m going from pretty much daily fucking to nothing. I haven’t even fucked in over three weeks because of this shit.” I felt pretty low right then.
As we turned the corner, I knocked Mrs. Curtis right on her ass.
“Oh man, I’m so sorry, Mrs. Curtis! Are you alright?”
“I think so,” she responded, as she slowly got to her feet. “I think I might have sprained my wrist. You boys go on your way, and enjoy your lunch. I’m sure you have a lot to catch up about,” she winked at me as she rubbed her wrist and brushed past us down the hall.
“What the fuck does that mean?” Bill asked.
“I have no idea. Whatever, dude. I gotta take a leak before History – save me a seat,” I told him as I quickly went to relieve myself.
After school, I decided to check and see if Mrs. Curtis was alright. When I poked my head in her office door, she had an ice pack on her wrist, and it looked pretty swollen.
“I’m really sorry, Mrs. Curtis,” I told her.
She jumped up, startled at the sudden company.
“It’s ok, Rob. It was an honest mistake, I’m sure”, she flashed me the cheery, reassuring smile. “I could use a hand again, though… probably for a week or two.”
“Absolutely, Mrs. Curtis. I couldn’t let a poor, helpless lady putter around the gym with only one good hand,” I smiled at her, as she faked a frown, and then quickly laughed at my playful humour.
After a moment, Mrs. Curtis seemed to get serious.
“How come you never joined the basketball team, Rob? I know you’re not as tall as some of the other guys, but you’ve gotten into pretty good shape this year, and you’d probably be a good asset to the team with your endurance.”
“To be honest, Mrs. Curtis, basketball’s never interested me. Outside of gym class, I’ve never really played much.”
“Oh, I see what’s going on,” that dirty smile slowly appearing on her face. “You suck!”
I felt myself blushing a little, knowing she understood completely why I didn’t play on the team.
“It’s ok, Rob. You’re pretty good at baseball and lacrosse, you can play those too.” She was clearly trying to restore my confidence.
“I’d love to be on the basketball team, Mrs. Curtis. Most of those guys have been on it all through elementary and junior high, though. I haven’t put in the practice to compete on that level.”
“Well maybe you could spend the rest of this year learning how, and make the team next year with ease?” She was definitely pushing the subject – I knew she had some kind of angle that I wasn’t sensing.
“I guess I could. I don’t think I’d like to be seen taking basketball lessons, though. That’s pretty embarrassing for a guy who’s spent the last few months at the gym, you know?”
“Well maybe you could get one of the teachers to teach you. I’m pretty sure that one of your teachers played in university. In fact, I’m positive one of your teachers played…” she trailed off, curiously looking around the room, before making eye-contact and bursting out into laughter.
“You played college ball?” I asked her, clearly in disbelief.
“Just because I’m 5’2” doesn’t mean I don’t have what it takes. My team made it to the national semi-finals in my senior year, so I think I might know a thing or two about playing.”
“I had no idea…” I struggled to find the right words to say, “I guess if you had time, I’d definitely love to learn!”
“Well how about we start with some basics today, and we’ll go forward as my wrist gets a little better? Thankfully, it’s not my shooting hand, but it’s still probably too sore to work on some of the fundamentals.”
She quickly began to show me some of the basics about dribbling, shooting, and passing. Whenever she told me to watch her, she had her head turned, and had no idea that I was fully eyeballing her tits and ass through her gym clothes.
By the end of the week, she had started to teach me about intricate ball control.
“One of the most important things you will ever do in this game, is boxing out. You essentially use your body to keep whoever is guarding you at maximum distance from the ball.”
She was in a rather seductive position, even if she didn’t know it. She was in a half-squat, with her ass sticking out right towards me.
“Don’t just stand there,” she scolded me, “get up here and play some D!”
I quickly walked up to just behind her, making sure there was some room between my cock and her ass. She quickly threw my carefulness out the window, however, and began moving back and up into my cock, grinding her sweet, round ass into it every time she bumped me. She spun around me, and threw an easy layup in the basket.
“What’s the matter?” She asked. “Clearly you were playing better than that yesterday!”
“I got distracted. Sorry,” I offered a weak apology for my poor attempt.
We got back into position once more, my dick starting to become engorged with blood. She bumped right into my cock again, noticeably lingering for a moment, before pushing off, and bumping a few more times. She stopped dead in her tracks after a few bumps, with my now erect cock wedged right between her cheeks. She casually dropped the ball, letting it bounce a few times, before she slowly turned her head and looked me dead in the eye.
“Is that what distracted you,” she asked me, slowly reaching one hand behind her ass to grab my throbbing erection.
All I could do was mutter “Uhh” a few times, while she decided to take full control of the situation.
Turning her body around, she grabbed my cock threw my basketball shorts with both hands and whispered something so barely audible, that it still resounds in my head today, “…Fuck me, she wasn’t kidding.”
This left me a little confused, before she managed to gain my attention, looking through my eyes, right at my exposed soul.
“You better come to my office, so we can discuss what just happened,” she quickly snapped me out of my trance.
I assumed she was going to apologize profusely, and reassure me that ‘these things happen’, and it’s all a part of puberty – the usual health class spiel. Instead, she continued to tug me, leading me by my stiff cock to her office. The second we got into her office, she quickly turned around, locking the door. She then proceeded to turn the gym and office lights off, and closed the blinds, allowing just enough light in from outside so that we could see each other.
“You can’t tell anyone about this. Ever. I could get fired, Rob. I could go to jail. I have two kids to think about.” She continued to blabber, seemingly almost in tears.
“You kept my and Emily’s secret,” I slowly responded. “I think it’s only fair that I keep yours.”
She looked like she’d been stabbed through the heart, and tears finally began to run down her cheeks.
“That’s not entirely true, Rob,” she began to sob hysterically.
“What do you mean?”
“Didn’t you ever wonder how it was a little odd that both of your parents and Emily’s mom were all home so early at the same time?”
The realization of what she had just told me was like a punch to the stomach. My knees immediately felt week, and I quickly sagged to the floor in complete disbelief.
“I’m so sorry, Rob. I never wanted you to find out about that,” she looked at me, pleading through her tears.
“Then why the fuck would you do it!” I found myself suddenly screaming at her.
“I’m sure you’ve heard the rumours, Rob… you have to have heard them. Every year, I hear girls whispering about it in the bathroom. Every year, I hear immature little fuckers bragging about how they’ve fucked me.”
“You’re saying rumours, but I don’t know if I can trust you right now,” I spat at her, my words like a corrosive acid to her emotions.
“You want the truth, Rob? I’ve been married to the same man since the summer after high school. I love him with all my heart, and he is my true love, the one that I will always be with,” she trailed off, letting that thought linger momentarily. “But, he’s not always home, and I’m finding myself wanting more every year that passes. Even when he does have time to fuck me lately, it just doesn’t satisfy me. You won’t fully appreciate your penis until you’re older, Rob. The fact that you can probably fuck for hours with minimal breaks. The fact that you can probably cum five times and still be hard enough to keep going.”
I didn’t quite understand her point, so I just stared at her with a very doubting look on my face.
“I never fucked that accountant. I was at a staff party just before graduation that year, and I was very drunk. He was trying to take advantage of me out behind the bar, when a student, Joe, walked past. Joe told him to fuck off, and made sure I was ok. He helped me regain my composure, and then got a cab and personally walked me to my door. I thanked him by offering him inside for a drink, as my husband was on a business trip.”
“And that’s when he fucked you?” I cut in rudely.
“No, Rob. Joe is gay. He genuinely was concerned that I was in distress. He told me I deserved much better than being raped in alley. I had seen him in gym class though, Rob. He was about as hung as you are. I knew then that I had to have him, at least in part. I begged him, Rob. I begged him to fuck me, and he absolutely refused. After a while, I finally managed to convince him to let me jerk him off. And while he was enjoying that, I blew him too. But he never fucked me, the thought was disgusting to him.”
I had been so lost in arousal by her story, that I didn’t even notice that she’d taken off her gym clothes and was crawling towards me wearing nothing but her bra and panties.
“And that’s all that you’ve ever done. You’ve been faithful to your husband all these years, despite blowing a gay dude, and all those things are really rumours?”
Her hands were slowly sliding up my legs as she bit her bottom lip and nodded at me.
“When I heard Emily saying how fucking big you were, it brought me back to that night. I knew I was going to fuck you, I wasn’t going to let a cock this big get away from me again. When you told me what Emily’s parents would do, I knew immediately what I had to do. I’m sorry she got sent away, but I was being selfish. Now I know it was for the best.”
I quickly stood up, startling her. As she looked up at me and began to pull my pants down, I reached my hand up and backhanded her across the face.
“What the fuck?” She was clearly shocked at what I had just done.
“You deserved that,” I said coldly, as I pulled her back onto her knees by her hair.
With tears in her eyes, she looked up at me, cowering a little in anticipation of being struck again. I tightened my grip on her hair, while slowly pulling her towards my still covered cock.
“You said you had to have it. Get to fucking work,” I yelled at her, animal rage taking over.
She quickly licked her lips and pulled my basketball shorts of, licking the outline of my cock through my boxers. I pulled her back roughly with her hair and leaned in to kiss her, shoving my tongue into her mouth, and biting her lip hard as I pulled away.
She clearly was not used to being treated roughly, and appeared slightly dazed until I let go of her hair and pulled my boxers off, kicking them onto her desk. Grabbing her hair once more, I slapped her face lightly, showing her I meant business.
“Open up and get what you’ve been after, slut.”
A glimmer appeared in her eyes and she immediately tried to deep throat me, choking on her first attempt. As she tried to pull me out of her and try again, she got a quick realization of who was in control. Grabbing her hair even tighter, I began to pump half of my cock in and out of her mouth.
“Take your bra off, slut. I want to see your tits flopping around when I really start to fuck your face.”
She immediately unhooked her bra, letting her slightly sagging tits free from their constraint. I grinned briefly, before starting to fuck further into her mouth. Her hands were flailing wildly, trying to find something to push against, but I wasn’t allowing it, as I entered her throat, pushing roughly until she looked like she was about to pass out.
I pushed her onto her back and barked at her to lift her hips, to which she weakly complied. Ripping her panties off, I was surprised to be greeted by a completely smooth pussy. I quickly shoved two fingers into her cunt, sliding in effortlessly – she was soaked.
In a moment of empathy, I quickly asked her if she had any protection.
“Don’t need any, just fuck me already!” She screamed at me, pushing her hips up to try and force the situation.
As I lined my cock up with her pussy, I roughly grabbed both her nipples, pinching them hard as I plunged into her pussy. She wasn’t lying about her husband’s lack of sexual appetite; despite having two kids, her pussy was tight enough to grip my cock like a glove. I immediately began pounding her pussy for all I was worth, sweat dripping off my brow right onto her face. I hooked my arms underneath her armpits, grabbing her shoulders from behind. Leveraging myself for deeper penetration, I could feel her pussy start to spasm around me, I held my cock deep to enjoy the show her quivering was giving my hard cock.
As her orgasm subsided, she looked absolutely drained; for a gym teacher, she wasn’t in the greatest shape. I took this opportunity to get my final revenge on her for fucking my relationship with Emily up.
“Get ready for the big finale, Mrs. Curtis,” I snickered as I stuck three fingers into her mouth, met by her greedily sucking on them, and covering them with her saliva.
I proceeded to spit on her little asshole, roughly pushing one finger in, followed by the second, and the third after a moment or two.
Still recovering from her massive orgasm, she managed to gasp at me, “I’ve never been fucked in the ass…. please… please don’t.”
As I pulled the three fingers out of her ass, I leaned over, kissing her once more, before shoving my three wet fingers back into her mouth. As she quickly realized what had just happened, she began to squirm underneath me, which I stopped with a vicious slap on her ass.
As she cried out in pain, I took my cock and plunged it into her virgin asshole, grabbing her throat from behind.
She began to choke and cry, not fighting back at all, seemingly acknowledging that this was going to happen whether she wanted it or not. After a few minutes of punishing her even tighter asshole, I decided she had had enough being treated like a piece of meat and gave her a proposition.
“Mrs. Curtis,” I began, slowly catching my breath from the thirty minutes of hard pounding I had just given her.
“Melanie,” she responded, meekly.
“What?”
“After what we’ve just done, I think it’s ok for you to call me Melanie,” she muttered, completely defeated.
“Fine,” I rolled my eyes. “Melanie, would you like to suck my cock, knowing that I’ve just spent the last five minutes in your shithole?”
Hesitating for only a second, she nodded her head twice.
I pulled her to her feet and turned her around, my cock poking her in her stomach. I slowly leaned it, and gently kissed her on the lips, with my closed mouth. Holding the back of her head lightly, I pulled her towards me and hugged her close, my cock now pushing up and resting just inside the bottom of her bosom.
“Why are you being so nice now?” She noticed the quick change in my actions.
“When we do this again on Monday, I don’t want you to hate me,” I responded, slowly cupping her large ass.
“We’ll be doing this again on Monday either way,” she told me, slowly dropping back to her knees.
Not even bothering to wipe my cock off with anything, she pushed me into her chair, and slowly wrapped her lips around my tool. She proceeded to give me the most sensual blowjob I’ve ever received. Cupping my balls gently, she slowly bobbed up and down, swirling her tongue over my throbbing purple head before bobbing back down once more. Within a few brief minutes, I told her I was going to cum, and she just nodded.
For the first time in a month, my cock erupted not by my own hand, and it felt incredible. Melanie swallowed the entire load, not missing a drop, before straddling over my still hard-cock on her knees and slipping her salty tongue into my mouth.

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Best Sleepover Ever Prt. 2

This one is a bit short and I’m sorry about that but Im writing these late at night and right now I’m really tired. But I wanted to give you guys a bit more this time with a lot less. Lol Did that make sense? ^.^