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Sequel to Eve and the Peeping Tom

Several people commented on my story of “Eve and the Peeping Tom”, saying that I set the story up but didn’t have enough sex and abuse. Accordingly, I’ve written this story more or less as a continuation of my previous.
It will probably make better reading if you go to the first story before reading this one, however it is not necessary if you just wish to continue reading this one now that you’re here.
I’ll just once again warn that this story has extremely cruel and sadistic passages, so if you are going to be turned off by that sort of thing, stop now and look for something more playful.
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During the first few days after her meeting with the Peeping Tom and his friends, Eve was terrified that they would phone her while her husband was at home. This didn’t happen though, and after the first week had elapsed, she began to relax and settle back into the normal flow of life.
Indeed the second and third weeks also passed by without any word from the men who had used her so roughly and so crudely. Up until this point, Eve had been happy not to have heard from them, but towards the end of the fourth week, when she knew that her husband’s night shift was imminent, she began to have regrets that the men had seemingly treated the event as a once only occasion, and that it seemed she would never have any further such wild and debauched experiences.
Perhaps that was just as well too. She had needed to be so careful for her husband not to see the marks of the whips that had so decorated her body after that last session. She’d worn shirts buttoned up to her neck, long nighties at bedtime, she’d made sure the door was locked whenever she’d taken a shower, and had needed to feign a minor illness to keep her husband at bay until her bruises and abrasions had disappeared.
Eventually the day came around when her husband, Rob, was due to go once more onto night shift for a couple of days. There had been no further news of the Peeping Tom who had been active in the town, and Rob now felt less worried about leaving his wife alone for the couple of nights.
Eve, for her part, assured her husband that she would be safely inside the house with the windows closed and the doors locked.
That evening, as the time approached eight o’clock, Rob got himself ready to leave for work, and shortly later Eve was kissing him goodnight and watching the car drive away. She was about to close the front door and go back inside the house when it occurred to her that they hadn’t brought in the evening newspaper.
Lightly skipping down the path, Eve extricated the newspaper from where it was jammed in the gate, and as she did so she glanced each way along the road. A car was parked just a couple of doors along, and with a fright she saw Tom step out and begin walking towards her.
Eve was transfixed and stood waiting with a turmoil of mixed emotions racing through her brain.
“Is your husband back on night shift?” the man quietly asked as he came face to face with Eve.
“Yes,” Eve murmured, with feelings of sexual excitement now beginning to overwhelm her.
“Come and get in the car,” the man commanded, and Eve opened the gate and, newspaper still in hand, followed the man and got into his car with him.
“We’ve got everything ready and are all waiting for you,” the man laughed with a slight mocking tone as they drove away.
Eve was scared but also tremendously excited. It was so very, very wrong what she was doing, but she couldn’t help herself.
The journey took just a few minutes before they pulled into the driveway of a house. Eve and the pervert were just alighting from the car when the door of the house opened and the other two men, who she recognised from that torrid sex session of a month earlier, came to excitedly greet her.
All three men kissed her lovingly, their tongues slipping into her mouth and meeting Eve’s own tongue which responded with lustful love.
Being led into the house, Eve gasped to find two other men waiting for her. “We’ve got extra cocks for you this time,” Tom laughingly told her, then addressing the extra two men, he told them that “this is the fucking slut we told you about. She loves sucking cock and being fucked, and best of all the slut loves it rough.” To demonstrate this latter point Tom told Eve to lift her chin, then when she had done so he gave her a resounding slap across her face.
“You filthy fucking bitch,” he sneered at her as Eve gasped.
The blow had stung her face but Eve felt the same conflicting emotions of sexual lustfulness along with some element of fear.
“See, the fucking whore loves it,’ Tom laughed as Eve docilely stood before him, and he gave her a couple more playful slaps.
All five men were now stripping naked and Eve’s clothes were half taken off and half ripped from her body so that in just moments she was standing naked amidst the five men whose massive cocks were all hard and swaying out in front of their bodies.
Eve now began to be fucked and fucked and fucked, pussy, mouth and ass, with the five men constantly swapping positions because, with five of them, two were at any one time, missing out and were eager to get their cocks inside Eve’s body.
After some time of heaving Eve’s body this way and that, and fucking and mauling her all over, it was suggested that it was time to have a bit of fun hurting her. Accordingly, all five men took up short leather whips and, completely surrounding Eve, they began to viciously flog and lash her body.
Eve was soon howling and screaming. She could do nothing to protect herself, if she moved away from one sadist she was only moving in range of another, and if she turned from one lash it was only to face others.
The men flogged and thrashed her, urging each other on, and being urged on by Eve’s screaming and her obvious suffering.
The cruel leather whips bit and stung Eve’s soft, pale flesh, leaving glowing red welts all over her body. Soon her entire body was disfigured with fiery red stripes criss-crossing her ass, her belly, her breasts, and her thighs.
Eve’s screams were becoming frantic and uncontrollable as the horrendous and ghastly pain raged through her body. Her pretty little face was contorted with pain and the tears ran freely, running down her cheeks and adding to the men’s desire to cruelly hurt this soft, tender, and very lovely woman.
Eventually, but not before Eve had collapsed on the floor in a state of semi-consciousness, the flogging ceased and the men now fussed over her in order to restore her enough for the next onslaught of cruel, sadistic abuse.
Eve’s body was so sore and still stinging and aching as she was helped to her feet and had her face sponged with cold water and was given something to drink.
“We’re going to burn you next,” she was told as her wrists and ankles were all secured with leather straps securely wrapped several times around her limbs and fastened with sturdy buckles.
Her arms were first stretched out above her head and the straps secured to fastenings on the wall, then her legs were stretched wide apart and she was lifted into the air as these latter fastenings were attached to further fastenings on the side walls. She was now stretched out in a horizontal spread eagled position suspended in the air by her arms and legs.
The men then emptied out a bag of large, wax candles onto the floor and taking matches, began to light up two candles each.
Soon the hot flames were beginning to melt the wax of the candles so that the hot, molten wax pooled around the hot flame.
The guys waited until all candles were holding a good pool of the boiling wax. They surrounded Eve and carefully held their candles over her body, one directly above her small, round breasts, one over her belly, one right above her gaping and wet pussy, and the last two poised above the stretched out inner thighs of their victim.
Every area that the sadists aimed for with the boiling wax, was the softest and most tender places on Eve’s body.
The men were laughing and chuckling with glee, fully aware of the ghastly pain which Eve was about to experience.
“OK, ready,” one of the guys laughingly asked the others as he glanced around at their grinning countenances.
“One, two, three – burn you fucking bitch!” he cried happily and the ten large candles all tipped in unison, pouring the hot, searing wax onto Eve’s naked and helpless body.
The screams that Eve gave out were ear piercing and gave a good indication of the hideous pain that she was experiencing.
“Ha, ha! Listen to the fucking bitch!” one of the guys exclaimed with great delight. The others laughingly agreed and were thrilled at Eve’s frantic screeching and lurching about as she hung there suspended on the straps, her eyes wide and her her mouth wide open as her howls and shrieks pierced the air.
The men were laughing and filled with great satisfaction as they stood commenting on the extravagant reaction that they’d inspired in their victim.
Of course at the same time the men were all holding their candles upright again in order to let more of the cruel, burning wax pool about the hot flames.
The boiling, and burning, molten wax was soon being randomly dripped over Eve’s body, each time producing lurching struggles to get free, along with gasping, crying, howling, and always tearful, screams and shrieks of pain.
That horror for Eve, and pleasure for the men, continued until the candles were almost spent, and Eve’s body was caked with the now solidified wax.
Snuffing the candles out, the men took up a number or riding crops and beat the wax from Eve’s body until it was all gone and her flesh showed through red and blotchy from the burning of the hot wax. Looking at her, and remembering how soft and pale and tender her skin had appeared before they started work on her, the men felt very satisfied at the red and beaten look that Eve’s flesh had now taken on.
Soon Eve was ready for the next torment that the men had prepared for her. They brought out a simple timber chair that they had worked on and made a couple of significant additions to. Eve gasped when she saw what they had done. In the middle of the seat towards the front, the men had bored two holes and mounted two huge, fat, rubber dildos, strategically placed to line up with Eve’s vagina and anus when she was seated upon the chair.
“Oh my goodness!” Eve gasped, and protested that the dildos were way too large.
Her protests were ignored as one of the men smeared a liberal amount of grease, first on the dildos, and then on and in Eve’s pussy and ass.
Men stood either side of Eve, and each with a hand behind her back and the other under her thighs, lifted her up in a sitting position.
Holding her over the special chair, the men moved her into position so that the two dildos located into her two holes. They then slowly, and at the same time jostling her body slightly to aid penetration of the huge, fat dildos, released her weight so that she slowly sat down and the dildos pressed into her two cavities under the weight of her own body.
“Ah!, Oh! Ooo! Oh my God!” she gasped as the dildos stretched her holes so very wide as they pressed further and further into her body.
The dildos, while being huge in diameter, were not excessively long; the one in her pussy was perhaps eight inches, while the one up her ass was somewhat longer – perhaps ten inches. Being of a nice flexible rubber the dildos took up the correct angles and flexed as they pushed all the way into the depths of Eve’s body. Finally her bottom coming down onto the seat of the chair, indicating that the monster cocks had stretched her to the maximum, and had forced their way right the way up her two cavities.
Eve sat there panting and, to tell the truth, feeling very pleased with herself as she sat there feeling stuffed full both up her pussy and up her backside.
This position seated on the stretching chair was only half of the fun. The men produced a high efficiency vacuum pump connected by tubes to two clear plastic suction cups which were about twice the size of Eve’s modestly proportioned breasts.
A smear of grease around the perimeter of her breasts helped establish the initial seal as the mechanism set up a low and regular pumping sound and the connecting tubes vibrated slightly.
It only took a minute before Eve began to feel the strange sensation in her breasts as the air was evacuated in the cups and her body’s own blood pressure began to swell her breasts.
The five men were all huddled around her watching her breasts intently, as was Eve watching with great interest herself.
“You can see them starting to swell now,” one of the men commented. The other men murmured their agreement as they continued to peer into the clear plastic cups at Eve’s now swelling breasts.
Brr..brr.brr.brr… the pump continued working.
Eve, her head pressed forward as she looked down and studied her ever swelling breasts with as much interest as the five men, commented that it made her feel decidedly strange.
“Wait until you see what we do with your nipples, once your tits can go no further,” one of the men laughed.
“What, what!” Eve exclaimed with undisguised excitement.
The men teased her more but wouldn’t explain further.
The rate of swelling in Eve’s breasts had now slowed up as the pump, having rapidly produced a vacuum in the cups, now worked to gradually increase the vacuum more and more.
After almost half an hour of pumping, Eve’s breasts had reached immense proportions relative to their normal size. They now in fact filled the entire cups and her nipples pressed into the removable caps which were situated at the apex of each plastic cup.
These two caps were now removed by the men and her nipples, which were normally relatively large but were now even more swollen, poked out allowing the men to quickly screw on two large and long containers. Already, Eve’s breasts were beginning to slightly decrease in size, however the operation of swapping the caps had been so rapid, and with the vacuum pump now working to evacuate the two new containers, they soon began to swell again and pressed up to once more fill the breast cups.
Eve now watched, along with the fascinated men, as her nipples began to swell and swell and swell to huge, unnatural, and obscene size, eventually attaining a length of some two inches and perhaps three quarters of an inch in diameter.
“Oh my dear God!” Eve muttered for the twentieth time, so amazed and fascinated was she with the bizarre things the men were doing with her breasts.
Next, Eve was told to stand up and the men, one on either side of her, took her hands. She began to lift herself off the chair but the dildos were so large and firmly inserted up both pussy and ass that the chair lifted off the floor with her.
The men all laughed uproariously and Eve grinned and laughed along with them.
Sitting down again, Eve placed her hands down on the edges of the seat and again, slowly, began to lift herself off the seat. This time she felt the huge dildos slowly easing out of her two fuck holes, and heard the oozing slurp sound as they pulled out of her body.
Once off the two dildos she was made to bend over, and the men bending and squatting behind her, marvelled at the two huge, gaping chasms of her pussy and ass. She looked so fantastically used with her gaping holes and with her two fantastically stretched breasts with the bizarrely huge teats hanging down with the vacuum pump still working relentlessly on them.
One man smeared some of the grease remaining on the chair, onto his hand and almost immediately was able to work all four fingers into Eve’s pussy. A little more twisting and pushing and his thumb tucked in alongside his fingers in her juice oozing hole. Moments later, with a little pressure, and lots of sighing and lustful moans from Eve, his entire hand disappeared up into her vagina.
The man then began to slowly drag his hand out, stretching her hole obscenely.
In again, out again, in once more. Eve was moaning in delight at this treatment.
In the man’s hand plunged, easily now as her pussy stretched to accommodate this fist fucking.
Inside her body, the hand formed into a fist which the man slowly dragged out of Eve’s hole, stretching the flesh even further and coming out with an obscene slurping pop.
“I wonder if the fucking whore can take a fist up her ass,” another of the men mused.
Greasing up his hand, along with Eve’s already dildo stretched ass, he began by inserting three fingers in that opening.
Slowly, slowly Eve’s anus was stretched and stretched. Four fingers now were entering into her anal passage and twisting, turning, pumping all the time.
Tucking his thumb between his fingers, Eve’s ass was now made to take that extra digit. She moaned and groaned in an ecstasy of lust with the fist continually pumping and pumping in and out of her lusting and juice dribbling pussy, and the fingers beginning to be pressed, with some pressure, further into her ass so that eventually, with an extra shove, the skin around her anal hole stretched and stretched sensationally so that her asshole began to engulf the main knuckles of the man’s hand and moments later the entire hand entered her body and slid up into her intestinal canal.
“Oh my God!” Eve panted and gasped. It had hurt her but the pain was all a part of her lustful desire to be abused.
The two men then both dragged their clenched fists, in unison, from Eve’s body.
“Ah!, Oh!, Ooo!” Eve panted and moaned.
Soon the two fists were pumping and fucking into her two incredibly stretched holes. Vigorously. Rapidly. Squelching. Slurping.
Another of the men positioned himself before Eve’s head. She needed no encouragement and began sucking and licking and devouring his fabulous, gorgeous big, hard cock. The man grabbed a handful of Eve’s glossy, black hair and thrust her head down hard onto his lusting, rampant cock so that it plunged down her throat.
The automatic reaction of Eve’s body was to try to vomit the cock out. Her throat and stomach muscles heaved in a reaching action. Her eyes stared and tears ran down over her cheeks as she flailed about with her arms and slowly choked and suffocated.
The man had no care whatsoever for her well being, she was simply an object for him to fuck and abuse, and so her just kept vigorously fucking her mouth and throat.
The other men all laughed and cheered him on as he fucked and fucked, almost viciously now, down Eve’s throat. The two fist fucking her had not for a moment let up on their work as their fists continued to plunge into her, by now, fantastically gaping holes.
Eve, on the verge of losing consciousness, was saved by the man reaching his climax and pumping his semen deep down into Eve’s throat.
He then pulled his cock from her head and Eve gasping and choking, gulped mouthfuls of air into her lungs.
Eve soon recovered and continued to stand in her bending position while the two men continued on and on, fisting her pussy and ass, more and more vigorously and, in the case of her ass, deeper and deeper until the mans forearm was disappearing more than half of its length up into Eve’s intestinal passage.
“I thought that we were going to stretch the fucking bitch,” one of the men asked questioningly.
“Yes,” a couple of the others agreed, and there was general consensus about the next game for which they’d subject Eve to.
The men stripped Eve’s breasts of the vacuum equipment, and she stood there with breasts twice their normal size, and with obscenely distended nipples protruding out in front of her like a couple of pegs on which to hang hats or coats.
“What time do we need to get you home cunt?” one of the men asked Eve as he gave her face a couple of slaps.
Eve flinched and replied that her husband was on a twelve hour shift so there was plenty more time for them to use her. The man glanced at the clock and saw that they’d had her for just over three hours so he knew indeed that there was plenty of time yet for torturing and abusing this slut.
The men had prearranged this torture for Eve, and had earlier secured two heavy hooks into the ceiling.
Eve was told to hold out her hands for the men to fasten leather straps around her wrists; she willingly complied and stood there holding her arms out and watching as the men fastened the straps.
Next, ropes were secured to the straps and looped up over the hooks in the ceiling. That done, two men, one either side of Eve, easily lifted her small weight off the ground and up onto their shoulders while two others took up the slack in the ropes and tied the ends off also to Eve’s wrist straps.
Eve lurched a little as she balanced up on the men’s shoulders. She giggled and bade them to be careful and not let her fall. Any chance of her falling was only momentary though, as moments later the roped were secured and held her steady.
The two men holding her aloft then crouched slightly so that Eve’s weight was gently taken up onto the ropes so that she was left hanging in mid air suspended and hanging by her outstretched arms.
Eve felt the immediate ache of her arms and shoulders as she hung, some three or four feet off the floor, like a side of meat in an abattoir.
“How’s that,” one of the men asked with a laugh.
“Not too good,” Eve replied, pulling a face as her arms hurt her already.
The men quickly secured a spreader rod to Eve’s ankles, and once that was in place, hung several small sandbags over the bar.
The weight of the sandbags was enough to really strain Eve’s arms and wrench constantly at her shoulders, elbows, hips and knees. “A-rr,a-rr, a-rrh, she gasped and groaned in anguish.”
One of the men began to fist fuck her pussy as several more sandbags added to the weight dragging through Eve’s entire body.
Eve was panting and gasping with pain. “No more! no more! God, I can’t take this!” she gasped out a word at a time in a staccato fashion as she struggled to breath and take the awful pain that was driving viciously through her body, making her feel as if her arm, legs, indeed her entire body would disjoint and come to pieces.
Putting on a rubber glove, and taking a paste of chili powder which the men had earlier mixed, one of the men began smearing the burning paste over Eve’s still abnormally distended breasts so that she was soon screaming frantically and writhing and twisting with the ghastly pain which made her breasts feel as if they were on fire.
Eve’s frantic screaming filled the room. “Fuck!” the men exclaimed. “We’d better shut the fucking bitch up,” and they stuffed a large, red, plastic ball-gag in her mouth and tightly buckled the straps behind her neck.
Eve’s eyes were staring in a panic of terror, her head heaved from side to side, her body was lurching about to the small degree that her ropes and the substantial weight dragging on her body would allow.
The men took up the leather lashes and the man who had been constantly fist fucking Eve’s pussy now pulled his fist from her body with a loud slurping noise and stood well back.
The lashes began to strike viciously and savagely all over Eve’s horribly suffering body.
More and more, harder and harder the terrible biting lashes of the leather rained down upon the soft flesh until Eve’s head lolled forward in a completely senseless state.
The weight of the sandbags was removed and Eve’s limp body was unshackled and lowered to the floor. One of the men then easily lifted her small body and the other men followed in his wake as he took the still limp body and sat it in the shower recess.
The cold water poured over Eve for some half a minute before, with shuddering tremors she regained consciousness and simply broke out into uncontrollable crying and sobbing.
Eventually Eve regained her senses and was allowed to adjust the warmth of the water and spend some considerable time showering and washing as she tried, largely unsuccessfully, to ease the pain that still racked her body.
The men left Eve to her own devices while they retired from the bathroom to go and make coffee. They were still sitting around drinking and discussing the nights events when Eve finally appeared in the doorway, wrapped in a large, fluffy towel.
The men were relieved to find that, other than limping slightly, being red and puffy all over her body and literally covered in red stripes and abrasions, Eve seemed to have survived their sadistic onslaughts. She was soon divested of the towel and was kneeling on all fours as the men took turns in fucking the hole of their choice – either pussy, ass or mouth, and indeed in some cases alternating between all three.
Eve, in spite of the aching and extreme tenderness that she experienced, was soon gasping and panting lustfully as her own sensual sensations were driven higher and higher until she was madly gasping and moaning in the delights of almost continual orgasm, either sucking lovingly and deeply, or pumping her body in unison with the fucking motions of the men who were continually fucking her.
Finally the last of the men gushed his sperm into Eve’s body to add to that of the four men who had preceded him. Eve then slumped to the floor panting and sighing with delighted happiness.

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My cock!

I ask a girl what she thinks of my cock as she sucks it and takes it in to her tight teen pussy!

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.

Vampire: Stories of days past 2

This is the second part of my V:SoDP series. Please read the first part to make any sense out of the story. Again forgive me my lacking grasp of the English language and leave suggestions and critics in the comment. Enjoy.

Secret – part 1

…Out at the ‘fort’ I had been getting up to all sorts. The older boys had invented a position for ‘look out’. One of us would go up a small step or another two or three steps in my case, as I was smaller. Once positioned you could get your head (and shoulders) if needed and keep a ‘look out’ to see if anyone was approaching the fort.
Once, when it was Greg’s turn on look out I sat with the other boys and chatted about this and that. After a while I started noticing Greg take out his dick and start rubbing it. I kept watching him, staring at his dick. The other boys noticed me staring at it. It was then explained to me that when someone was on look out and took their dick out then somebody had to suck it. They told me that they all took turns and that I could take my turn now if I wanted.
So I went over and knelt down in front of Greg opened my mouth and put my lips around his dick.
Around me I could see the other boys start to take their dicks out. They were encouraging me. Calling me a ‘cocksucker’ and that I had ‘pussy lips’. I continued to suck Greg’s dick as he kept ‘look out’.
One of the boys, Ian, was standing at the entrance to the fort – he hadn’t taken his dick out but was watching me suck Greg’s dick none the less. I was doing quite a good job apparently. All the boys were telling me to get ready because Greg was going ‘scoosh’ in my mouth anytime soon. I was relishing every minute of it…kneeling on the ground with a fat dick in my mouth, hands by my side, my head bobbing greedily up and down on it. I knew I was turning everyone on. I wanted to suck all their dicks. I liked it when they called me their ‘little cocksucking mascot’. I liked obeying them and I knew I would do whatever they wanted.
But this one boy, Ian, still hadn’t taken his dick out. Even after Greg had ‘scooshed’ in my mouth.
As time went by, I had developed my role as mascot in many ways. I regularly sucked the boys off and let them ‘grease up’ my ass and stick their dicks inside me. It excited me immensely. I particularly liked when it was my turn on ‘look out’ as it often resulted in the tactile pleasure of having my jeans or shorts taken down as my head and shoulders leant outside the fort and a dick slid up inside me. I could see people walking by in the distance and occasionally waving to me – not knowing that my cute ass was being used. On one occasion my own mother had photographed me peering out of the den – not knowing that a big boys dick was up inside my hole. It excited me that I had a secret. It excited me that I was a dirty boy and I might get caught.
On occasion I would have to handwash my underwear in the bathroom sink as it would be soiled with the big boys cum as it dribbled out of my open asshole as I walked or rode my bike home, mixing with the ‘grease’ that they had used.
I was sneaking around doing my best to keep my secret.
By this time, I had finally seen Ian’s dick. He was the first boy to give me the role of ‘dick cleaner’. The fort was at the front of some woodlands and we would all go out to the trees when we needed to pee. Ian had suggested on one occasion that I should come with him and hold his dick while he ‘took a piss’. I jumped at the chance. I hadn’t touched or sucked his dick yet…and I was curious.
We made our way out to the usual spot for pissing, ‘Take my dick out then boy’. I was shocked and excited at the tone, it sounded different from the way the other boys spoke. ‘Get down beside me and take it out’. I got down on my knees beside him took his dick out of his jeans and held it. I positioned myself so I could face the same direction that he was facing…

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Inuyasha’s Desire

The Quest continues: Chasing the Shikon crystal. She had promised they would never stop until Naraku was gone.
Inuyasha knelt near the magical well, waiting for Kigome to return from her own time, she had said something about some sort of test. At least the little fox-demon, Shippo, had gone off to play with the children of the near-by village, instead of pestering him. He also noticed that Sango and Miroku had been gone for quite a while. He just shrugged his shoulders and continued to wait like a faithful dog.
She was laying in her bed, enjoying it, already planning to head back to the Feudal Era. She closed her eyes for a moment, remembered what had happened a few days ago. Inuyasha had been in a lake, bathing and she inadvertently walked over, seeing him as he stood, seeing his muscular build and the large cock that huge between his legs. She quickly ducked behind a tree, watching him. Thinking he was alone he moved to a large rock, warming in the sun. He took his cock in his hand, starting to stroke it, his eyes closing and his head tilting back. Kigome watched with fascination, her hand slipping under her skirt, just as she was in her bedroom now. Her hand brushed over the light patch of hair over her pussy, slipping down to rub over her clit. She bit her lip softly to hold back a moan, again seeing his hand pumping his huge cock. Her other hand unbuttons her shirt, slipping inside to pinch and pull at her nipples. Her hand slipped inside her, matching the pace he set with his stroking. His member seemed to swell in his hand, before releasing a huge spurt of his cum, making her gasp, her pussy clamping around her finger as a slight orgasm hit her. His continued sending several large spurts into the water before slowing to a dribble. With that he jumped back into the water to wash off. Kigome quickly re-dressed and ran back to their campsite, acting like she didn’t see anything. Back in her bedroom she was drawing to a orgasm, but the sound of pounding on her door broke her concentration. “Come on Kigome, mom said she had everything ready for you to leave again.” he brother shouted through the door. She gave a frustrated growl, hopping off the bed, adjusting her clothes and brushing her hair. “I’ll be right out Sota…” he called through the door. She gave another frustrated sigh as she brushed out her hair, she had so little time alone while in the Feudal Era. She went to leave her room and saw her brother trying to look through the key hole. “Little perv!” she shouted, smacking him with the back of her hair brush. She walked past him and heaved the large bag onto her shoulders, “Okay mom, I’m leaving…” she called heading for the door. “All right dear…” her mother called back from the kitchen. She went over to the well, and jumped in, magically transported to the Feudal Era. She climbed out of the well finding Inuyasha waiting for her. He looked like he was about to yell at her for being late, but he stopped before he did, sniffing her, the scent of her desire still heavy on her. The scent had a strong effect on him, making his cock noticeably hard under his kimono. She saw this and at first thought it disgusting, but remembering what she was doing right before and what she was thinking about as she was, she bit her lip shyly. He stood and walked to her, his member clearly defined, and leaned in close, “See something you like?” he asked in a whisper. She shivered and gave a small whimper, her body still hyper-sensitive after being interrupted at home. He turned and waited for her to get on his back, easily carrying her as he ran back to the hut he had been using for the last few days. His motion made her bounce lightly against him, sending small shocks of pleasure through her each time.
Her scent was still strong as they reach the hut, and he set her down. She looked to him, a shy look on her face as she heads inside. He follows her in, the scent clouding his mind. His arms wrap around her waist from behind, “You smell so good…” he whispered, nibbling against her neck. She sighed deeply, her knees weak feeling his hard cock poking against her. One hand slipped up, pulling her uniform tie off and pulling her shirt out of her skirt. With it free he slid his hand under, brushing over the smooth skin of her stomach, making her moan. Both his hands slid up of her breasts, finding her nipples to be hardened nubs. “In-Inuyasha…” she whispered, never being touched like this before. He pulled the shirt off, turning her around to face him. He pulled her against his chest, kissing her deeply. Her hands busied themselves untying the belt of his kimono, pushing the top off his shoulders. She loved the feel of his muscled chest, whimpering in her throat. Takes her into his arms and lay her down on the mat that was the bed, kneeling over her. Leans down, sucking one of her nipples, softly at first. She reached up, caressing his head, running through his long hair. His hand slid over her stomach and hip, caressing along her thigh. He then lightly traces his nails along the inside of her thigh, moving up slowly. She shivers faintly, growing even wetter than before. His hyper-sensitive nose picked this scent up, making him growl softly. He gently ran his hand up over her damp panties, making her yelp and thrust up at his hand. His hand slips inside and takes hold of the waistband, giving it a mighty jerk. They came away easily and she just sighed at the feeling. “Please…” she begs, running her hand over his bulging pants. He loosens his pants, letting them slide done to his feet, stepping out of them. At the sight of his erect member she knelt up, caressing him with her hands, her mouth watering. Without another word she started to lick the large head, making him shiver, having never heard of such a thing. She knew he was much too large to take in, but gently took as much as she could into her mouth, licking and sucking on him. Not used to having such pleasure, he tensed up and began to shoot his cum, filling her mouth. She was not expecting that, but didn’t find the taste unpleasant. When he had finished he was still hard, and pushed her back down. He moved down his body straddling hers. She was biting her lip, but nodded to him that she wanted this. He carefully re-positioned himself when she opened her legs to him, his member lightly touching the soaking lips of her slit. His eyes met hers and his hips moved forward, sinking his member into her. Kigome was still technically a virgin, but she had dealt with her hymen one day, getting a bit carried away with her hairbrush handle, so he sank fully inside her, until his large balls rested against her ass. She was breathing deeply trying to get used to the size of him, stretching her insides. After a few moments he began to thrust, slowly at first then moving faster, the sensations making her start to pant. His thrusts got a bit rougher, grunting, making her cry out in pleasure. Being that he was a dog demon a knot started to form at the base of his cock, banging against her cunt lips with each rough thrust. She didn’t realize what that was, too engrossed in the massive pleasure she was receiving. With a final mighty thrust the knot pushed inside her, his thrusts starting to shorten as it swelled locking them together. She screamed in pleasure and pain as it swelled much larger than he was, effectively plugging her. When it finished swelling it was rubbing against her g-spot driving her into an orgasm after only a few moments. The more he thrust, the more orgasms she had, soon moving into one after the other, her body just in constant pleasure. When it was finally too much for him he thrust hard, and shot his come hard against her cervix, his animal instincts telling him to do so to ensure his seed took hold. She had another larger orgasm, feeling his hot come shooting inside her. The back of her mind reeled at this, trying to remember how close she was to her fertile period, the rest of her mind was mired in pleasure, the rolling orgasms nearing making her black out. Having not ever mated before he tried to pull away, causing her to cry in pain. He didn’t try that again, realizing that he would have to wait for the knot to go down. She whimpered softly, “Inuyasha…” he voice was weak from so many orgasms in a row. Holding on to her, he gently rolled, bringing them to their side, softly brushing her hair away from her face. She smiled softly to him, hiding her face against his chest, almost shyly. After several moments his knot slipped out of her, followed by his large cock. She sighed almost sadly when it had, laying her head back down on his chest, a few minutes after she had slipped into a very contented sleep. He reached down and pulled the large quilt out of her bag, pulling it up over them both.

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My Girlfriends Adventures at the Porn Theater

My girlfriend and I have been to the theater a few times, but this was going to be different. She was going to finally let loose and try to take as much cock as she possibly could. She is 23 and I am 24. We just started going to the theater about 6 months ago.

She’s The Master – Part 2 of 4

Jessica poses as her twin brother at Dolcett U, will she get away with it?, will she be found out?, will Stacey get her dream roast?, will you read this story? who knows! read it and find out.

Courting A Vampire 3

By StormHerald
Chapter 3
The next morning was spent out on the patio, a large umbrella
protecting my Aunt’s vampire skin from the morning light and me
sitting face to the sun absorbing it. My aunt set a photo in front of me
on top of my coffee and pointed to it. The photo was split into three
sections, each holding a photo of three very beautiful vampire girls, all
my age or close to.
The first had long black hair, very much like my mothers, except it was
cut with razor bangs and she was pale with almond eyes. All vampires
had the same sort of angular look about them, there were small
differences, like the first vampires nose was smaller than the other
three with the almond eyes, the middle had a longer narrow nose, and
the third had a very petite pointed nose. The first had lips that were
very narrow, the second had a fuller lower lip with a very narrow top lip
and the third had the most balanced mouth with long slender lips that
matched each other perfectly.
The first had long black hair, with razor bangs, the second had short
blood red hair that was cut in a way that styled to be spiked all over,
and the third had very beautiful ice white hair. All three had the typical
vampy black eyes with the last two having wider eyes, the thirds eyes
looking very severe and quite frightening to be honest.
“That is your competition. Their body types are the typical, lithe,
willowy, harsh, jagged body type. The third, Desmond, she has a bit
more body than a typical vampire. The first Yuki, is from Japan, so she’s
very quiet and proper, the second is Elizabeth, she’s British, as if you
couldn’t tell from that hair. And Desmond is from North America as
well.”

“Does Elizabeth’s hair grow that color?”
My Aunt scoffed, “No, but Desmond’s does, as does Yuki’s. Lilly?”
I looked up from the picture, “Yeah?”
“Is that your natural hair color?”
I tugged on a chestnut curl and frowned, “Yeah.”
My aunt mused with a small smile on her face, “It gets quite red in the
sunlight. Alright, enough with the competition. When you are
introduced to the Prince, as well as the council you must be wearing
something entirely revealing.”
I choked on my coffee, spending a few minutes coughing before I could
croak out, “What?”
My Aunt sighed and looked down as if asking for assistance, “The
council and the Prince will have to see your body, it used to be that you
four would be naked. But thanks to wonderful designers see through
lingerie is in fashion.”
“B..but why?”
“Well it is mostly to see if you have any defects on your body. Most
Vampires are perfect, but there are a few vampires that keep relations
a little too close to the family and they have some birth defects that
being a vampire cannot cure. There will be other things to happen at
this event but there’s nothing to worry about now.” My Aunt stood up
and ushered me back into my room to quickly change into a light dress
of black that she must have bought last night while I slept, and we were
out.

There is something to be said for Paris when it comes to the local
population accepting a black dress wearing, tall, pale, black satin
umbrella holding woman, with a great deal of grace. Our first stop
happened to be a shop that sold vintage, couture dresses and much to
my horror and my Aunts fury we were quickly told that my size was not
available. If it had not been for the pure look of murder in my aunts
eyes I’m sure a snippy comment about a thrift store would have exited
the woman’s mouth.
I was suddenly starting to feel very Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman as my
Aunt strode down the street, no longer gracefully dancing around the
people, but plowing them over. She was a vampire on a mission and
that mission brought us to a ridiculous jewelry store. She slammed the
door open with force causing everyone in the store to freeze and stare
at her.
A young woman quickly walked up to my Aunt greeting her warmly if
not cautiously, “Isadora, we haven’t seen you in ages. Are you alright
dear, do you need a bit of the vintage?”
My Aunt closed her umbrella and nodded, “yes, this is my niece, she’s
to go with you for a moment, and I need to speak with Armand.”
The lady bowed and motioned for me to follow her as she briskly
walked past the counters into the back room. She got on the phone and
quickly dialed the number and tapped the phones edge waiting.
“Armand? Yes, its Rebecca, Lady Isadora is here and she is demanding
to speak with you…yes she seems very upset…yes I already offered and
am going to do that as soon as I get off the phone…yes…thank you sir.”
She hung up and looked at me warily, “Are you…”

She left the question unanswered but I smiled having already been on
the receiving end of that particular question all my life, “Human, and
yes that is my Aunt. Don’t be worried though, she’s upset because we
had a very…80’s movie moment at a local dress store.”
The woman turned and silently walked to a vault, then proceeded to
spin the combination and had to pull with most of her body to move
the door. Once inside I saw a large collection of different precious
stones, all loose but I didn’t get to look for too long before Rebecca was
opening a door that had looked like just another stack of shelves and
began to descend a flight of stairs. I followed behind her and watched
as she picked up a black goblet and pointed to different bottles until
finally finding the one she wanted. With a pop I watched the dark red
liquid pour into the goblet realizing what the “vintage” was.
She looked at me for a moment, “Do you get queasy at the sight of
blood?”
I made a face, “No, my family are vampires, wouldn’t be the first black
goblet that I have seen.”
Rebecca smiled and corked the bottle putting it back and grabbing the
goblet she strode past me. She was halfway up the stairs when she
stopped and began to laugh. I looked at her curiously before she
turned, “I finally got it, the 80’s movie moment. Pretty woman?’
I nodded and pointed at myself. The woman laughed, “No wonder
Isadora is in such a foul mood. I bet the woman didn’t even realize who
she was speaking to.”
“I don’t think she cared really. She took one look at me and laughed and
said there was nothing in my size. Jeeze, I’m not even that big a size
eight is a respectable size.”
Rebecca nodded and closed the vault behind her carefully grabbing a
silver tray to set the goblet on before continuing back into the main
lobby. The store had been cleared out and a man with grey hair
peppered through his black hair was sitting in front of my Aunt smiling
and laughing.
He turned and looked at Rebecca then to me and his smile disappeared
as he turned to my Aunt, “I am sorry Isadora, Rebecca usually never
takes this long, and I am unsure of who is with her…”
My Aunt raised her hand to stop him, “It is alright Armand that young
lady is my niece, and Rebecca was very punctual.”
Rebecca smiled and held the tray to my aunt who grabbed the goblet
and sipped it delicately, “Ah, that is wonderful. Now to business, I will
not be embarrassed again by the fact I have a voluptuous niece, that
being said, I think a bit of sparkle on my niece will illustrate how serious
we are about shopping.”
Armand stood quickly and with my aunts permission grabbed my hand
lightly and led me to the jewelry counter. Rebecca stayed with my aunt
speaking softly to her, and my aunt listening intently to the young
woman. Armand released my hand and went around the counter
looking through the glass.
“Lady Isadora, what were we thinking about for the young lady? Black
diamonds perhaps?”
My aunt was at my side instantly, causing Armand to wince but I was so
used to my father doing that, that it just made me feel a bit homesick,
“No black diamonds, a common fancy among my kind. As you can see,

my niece is rare, and we must emphasize that difference.”
Armand nodded and looked at me closely before going into the back
and returning with a stack of different black satin boxes. He opened the
first box to a large yellow diamond in a bright yellow gold set. My aunt
hissed “No yellow!!!”
I chuckled as Armand quickly disposed of three of the boxes behind the
counter and opened another. My aunt quickly dismissed one after
another until Armand opened a small box with a beautiful blue stone
set in a white gold setting, what was beautiful was the chain was so thin
that it looked invisible. My aunt dismissed it but I stopped her.
“Wait, can I try it on, please.” My aunt’s eyebrows rose and she looked
at the stone again.
“It is blue Lilly.”
“I know, and I know blue isn’t exactly an appropriate color, but you said
you wanted to play up my differences. It’s such a pretty sapphire.”
“Blue diamond.” Armand corrected me, “It is a very rare blue diamond.
In fact to find one this size and clarity is also very rare.” He lifted it out
and put it on me quickly lifting a mirror so I could see it.
I was in love, it was beautiful, and it looked like the deep, dark, blue
blankets I had left home, “It’s my favorite color.” I sighed before taking
it off already knowing my aunt would give it a resounding no.
“Alright then Lilly.” She smiled at my surprised face and grabbed the
necklace putting it back on me.
“We are celebrating your differences my darling.” She turned to
Armand, “I want every single blue diamond you have here, and ones
that you can get here by tomorrow.”
Armand nodded and he and Rebecca began to spread out and grab
different things from the back, the vault, and throughout the store. The
presented different items and my aunt vetoed or approved different
jewelry. I sat down on the couch and let my aunt do the work.
Eventually we left with a lot of bags from the jewelry store.
“How much did you spend?”
My aunt winked at me as she handed me a few more bags and opened
her umbrella, “Rebecca told me of some wonderful stores that would
carry your size, off the beaten track. Care to explore?”
I smiled and nodded holding up the bags, “Without being a neon sign
saying, rob me I have millions of dollars in jewelry in my bags.”
My aunt smiled, “Oh, it wasn’t millions, and you are right lets go to the
car.”
We dropped the jewelry off and then she grabbed my hand and we
quickly made our way down a few side streets before stopping at a very
crowded dress shop. My aunt pursed her lips but shrugged and walked
in, the door tingling as we opened it. A very feminine man greeted us
and my aunt got straight to work.
It felt weird having a man take my measurements then say something
to my aunt in French, who in turn smiled at me triumphantly, “He says
you have a very beautiful body.”
The man went into the back and began to pile dress after dress after
dress onto the counter. My aunt and he spoke to one another in French

and quickly the yellow, pink, lavender, and other offensive colors
disappeared, all but dark blue, that color remained. I had one dress
after another shoved onto me, pinned then pulled off and eventually
money exchanged hands and we were out of the store.
My aunt looked completely satisfied as we made our way back to the
main streets, “Need to eat Lilly?”
I nodded and we stopped at a café where I ate a sandwich and my aunt
struck up conversation with a woman next to her. Eventually we
managed to get to all the stores on the list Rebecca has made for us
and I was dizzy from the overabundance of outfits I had just explored. It
was close to the end of the day and my aunt grabbed my hand and with
a reassuring squeeze walked me into a very risqué lingerie store.
I tried not to panic as see through bras and crotch less underwear
assaulted my sense of propriety. I again had a tape measure around my
body and the lady relayed the measurements to a pair of very eager
women who quickly asked my aunt many questions and began to pile
one see through outfit after another, all in black.
I tried on one after another, my aunt sitting with me in the dressing
room. Her face went from happy to frustrated after three different
outfits. She flung the door open, “You look like shit in black!! How is
that even possible?!?!”
She began to yell at the women at the counter and finally one of them
stood up and said something back to her. My aunt froze and looked at
me then at the woman and nodded consent. Suddenly white was being
thrust to me and the rest of the day was spent matching one see
through thing with another.
I made it to bed shortly after diner and slept solidly only to be woken
up early by a perky aunt who took shopping way to seriously. The next
day was almost identical to the previous and by the end of the lingerie
store I was tired of shopping, of dresses, and of Paris.

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blackmailed to pose nude

Hi, my name is Lyn, I want to tell what happened to me. A few months ago.
I know I’ve been a bitch and a stupid girl. I’ve done something to really
hurt my husband. I will never do it again. I don’t really wont to go into what
I’ve done but just to say it was not very nice.
I don’t know why as I love my husband so much. But I begged
my husband for a second chance, and he agreed. I know he loves me and
I was so sorry for what I did. I love him so much; I was prepared to do
anything he asked. I just wanted us to get back together. But I did not
expect him to forgive so easily .
My husband had just joined a camera club in a nearby town and I didn’t think
anything of it, but that’s when he tells. me that on their next meeting
I must be there model, for the night.
At first I’m not so worried I know I have a big bust but I’ve
lost a lot of weight. I tell him that I will have to go and buy a new bikini.
Oh no says my husband; you wont need that or any other cloths.
You will be posing in the nude. Since you are so keen to share
your body, you can show all my friends at the club, everything you
have on offer. And if you’re coy about any of the poses then woe betide
you, of cause you can say no.
But then how will I know you are really sorry. What I want is for
you to do everything they ask, to do every pose without a word.
Of course that really has me in a spin. I have never posed before,
even for my husband and, only two other men have seen me in
the nude, never a whole room full of men. He knows I can’t refuse
and at the end of that week my big night was here. My husband drove
me to the club, and we arrived around 7.00pm, my husband reminds
me what I have got to do, every pose no question he says.
A guy called Steve greeted us at the door. He thank me for coming
and asks If he could get me anything.
I ask for a drink to calm my shaking hands, I’m shaking with
nerves; at first everything seems better than Id feared. My husband
friends seem really grateful im here .There seems to be a lot of men in here.
I start to feel quite flattered that this many men have come to see me.
I finish my drink quickly as I am led to the centre of the room, which
is quite dark. There is a double bed there, with a lot of studio lights
shining onto the bed. The men are gathering round quietly talking
to themselves, getting their cameras ready, and adjusting the lights.
A couple of them start to take some photos.
I pose first in a loose red coloured dress with a deep cleavage.
I turn my head this way and that way as asked, there are about
15 or so men clicking away around me. Giving me instruction
I begin to blossom.
My confidence begins to grow. But I’m still very nervous.
They obviously think I’m quite good, it hardly bothers me when.
I am asked to lose my dress. Everyone is so friendly here.
I undo the zip on my back and I pull my dress over my shoulders
and off my arms and it slips to the floor.
This all happens at a very fast pace. Now I am down to my underwear. The men move in a little, closer now to have a better look.
I have to bend down, turn my body this way and that. I begin to worry if I have to do this, if and when I am nude. I am sure my husband will stop me from going nude, he is a jealous guy.
I am sure he was only joking about me going completely nude. I start to tingle a little now. I adjust my hair and move my head as requested. The men move around the bed taking it in turns ,to photograph me, I take it this is the way its done all of them taking there turn.
My head is spinning as I am now asked to take my bra off. I look at Dave thinking he’s bound to, stop this now, but he justs smiles at me. So I unclip my bra slowly, I let the straps come over my elbows.
I hold my bra over my breasts, to catch my breath, my heart is pounding in fear and I slowly remove my bra, exposing my breasts. There seems to be a lot of camera clicks It seems quite natural and reasonable, and not as bad as I thought it would be. There are lots of flattering remarks about the beauty of my bust next, I hold them up and squeeze and pull my nipples as I am asked. Now I am told to cup them in both hands as if I’m offering them to cameras. I have to hold these poses for all the guys to capture, them with their cameras. Now I have to dampen my nipples, with my finger. I put my hands above and behind my head, to fully expose my breasts, as asked.
I feel cold being topless, my nipples are hard and erect. I think the men like them being like this. Next I am told to pull my knickers down to my knees. I look at Dave and he smiles at me. I want him to stop this now, but I know he will not.
I don’t want to do this but I have no choice, so I slowly pull my knickers down to my knees as asked. And to stand with my hands behind my head. The men move around taking their photos. I pull my knickers up because I am now told to get on the bed. The men gather round .I continue to pose while I am on the bed, the men can’t take their eyes of my breasts. I lie on my back on the bed. I feel very vulnerable, with this many men closing around me.
Still the men take their turns, to take my picture in an orderly fashion. .
Now Dave tells me, to open my legs, and to pull my knickers to one side. I am exposing my open pussy to these men
Why does he want everyone to see my pussy?
I think oh god do I have to do this. But I know I must do what I am told so I slowly pull them to one side to expose my pussy for the first time. The men try to get a better view, as they zoom in with their cameras.
They all seem to be moving in closer. Dave tells them to be patient, you will all get a good close up look at her pussy she is going to show you everything she has to offer. This frightens me I wonder what he expects to happen. I have to wait with my hand pulling my knickers to one side, for everyone to focus and to take his snap.
I am now told to take my knickers off, I pull them slowly over my knees and kick them of my ankles, I am so nervous. I am now totally naked now for all to see. I keep my legs closed because I don’t want anyone to have a close up look at my pussy. All the men take my picture. I cant believe that I am lying naked on a bed with 15 odd men looking down at me.
I think my husband has had enough of my embarrassment. And will now stop this for me. To my utter surprise it goes on.
I am so embarrassed and now the sensation of being nude under the gaze of so many men’s eager eyes really scares me. The atmosphere has now changed it looks as if my husband’s punishment has worked for him. I am told to lie down on to the bed, some of the poses I am being asked to do are showing a lot more than I like. I am now told to turn around on the bed and to go onto all fours and to open my legs. I now know my worst fears are going to happen, they will all get to look at my pussy in great detail and I cant stop them. I slowly do as I am asked and I turn onto my back and go onto my hand and knees. I face away from the men. Now I am told to push my ass into the air and to arch my back fully. Someone tells me to spread my legs open so they can see my pussy.
I know the men are seeing me in a very obscene way. They can see every little detail of my exposed pussy.
I can sense the men like me in this pose, there are seeing me doggy style.
I have to turn my head smile and to look at them, while they take their pictures. I also have to hold my head up high. I notice some of the men nudge each other and smile to themselves, while staring at my pussy. I am giving them all an unobstructed view of my open pussy.
My husband is the only man to have seen me in this position. Nobody else has seen me like this. Never mind a whole room full of men.
The sound of camera clicks and zoom lens focusing in to record my total embarrassment and now I must touch my pussy with my hand.
Next I am told to turn over and to lie on my back, I always seem to have to move my legs just that bit further apart.
Slowly my legs are being opened by them, so they can see my pussy. Inch by inch, my legs open. Now I am flat on my back and my legs spread as wide as I can get them.
And I know from where the photographers are standing they are getting good close up photos of my exposed pussy. The men still take it in turns to photograph me. I always have to keep smiling for them, as if I am really enjoying this situation I am in. Cameras pointing right at my open pussy.
I look into their faces I don’t see anyone I know, which is a blessing. Then as they move around and this man moves right in front on me, I look up and I think I know him, its John, this can’t be happening to me. I can’t believe it. What is he doing here, why has Dave let him come here tonight, knowing what is going to happen, to me. How could he let John in to look at me in these obscene and exposed position. I look at Dave and he has seen me recognized John and now he has a smile on his face. My legs are spread as wide as I can get them and revealing my open pussy. And John of all people is standing and staring at my open legs. I feel totally ashamed; I feel my face go red with embarrassment, how can I look him in the face after he has seen me like this. This guy lives in our street. Also he is from school he always had the hots for me, but I can’t stand him. He has always given me the creeps. I felt sorry for him, in school so I would say hello, only because nobody else would. I know husband can’t stand him.
So why is he here? How could my husband let that freak come here?
He always scared me.
Now he’s a balding fat man, with no personal hygiene.
He’s never married. A very sad man. I am sure he spies on me.
I have seen him at the back of our house looking into my bedroom.
He moves to the end of the bed with his camera around his neck, and
a huge smirk on his face.
I think oh no please not him. I can see his beady little eyes close
together. A wicked smile tells it all.
He tells me to look straight at him, and then tells me to smile for him.
I can’t believe that this man is telling me what to do. Anybody apart from him.
So now I smile for him and I can see him laughing.
He’s pointing his camera straight into my face and then down to my
breasts and then my open legs and pussy. He wants me to know
he is looking at my exposed pussy. He must be getting a good
thrill out of this, at my expense.
Now after all these years, he is now seeing me naked with
my legs spread wide open for him.
And now he starts to click away taking his dirty photos of me. I think it can’t get any worse now; I close my eyes in utter shame. I keep seeing his laughing face, in my mind. I feel very scared, naked and venerable, I want to close my legs and cover up. I want to wake up and find out this is all a dream, but I know it is not going to happen this is for real.
Now he tells me to open my eyes and to look at him. Look happy he says. How could I be happy with him taking my photos? I can hear his zoom lens going in and out as he focuses on my open legs. I can see a little sweat on his forehead. He now lowers himself down level with my open legs to take his next shot.
Now he tells me to touch myself to open my lips for him to look inside, you know you want to show me everything he says. I know for sure I don’t want to show him anything, I certainly don’t even want him anyway near me. I can live the thought that nobody knows me, here. And I will not see any of them ever again, but this is to close to home. This has to be my worst nightmare. And I just don’t want him telling me what I must do. But I know I have to obey is what Dave said, so I do what John has told me and , I move my fingers onto on my pubic mound then slowly feeling for my pussy lips.
I hold them lightly in my fingers and I slowly pull them apart for John to look at inside. His eyes are staring at my pussy and then they grow big, and his mouth is open, this has to be his wildest dreams coming true. Look into my camera he says, cant you pull your lips wider apart. I take a better grip and open up my pussy for John to look at. Can you imagine what John can see,
how turned on he must be at having the power to tell my what to do. I know can’t refuse. It’s the utter shame of all this, how can I let this freak look at me, like this. How could my husband let John look at me like this? Now he bends down for a closer look, I can feel his eyes straining to take this image of my pussy. All the time his camera is recording my naked body, mainly my open pussy. He has waited a long time for this moment and is enjoying every second of it. Getting all the best photos he wants. But he hasn’t finished yet, he tells me to pull my lips even wider apart one at a time for him to have a better look inside. Tenderly I pull my lips open again for him he is looking deep into me. He is staring right at my pussy. I still have to smile for him. He thinks this is a private show just for him. Or could this be his pay back time for me. I know he is looking right into my pussy. Nice cunt I always wondered what it looked like he tells me. He’s only a few inches away, and looking straight at me and then down too my pussy again. He’s taking in every detail, and photographing what he sees. I know he is enjoying every moment of this ;
All his prays have been answered. He’s giving my pussy a good inspection. He is getting all the close up shots he wants.
Now has me to stretch my lips open again with one hand to show my pink. I touch and pull open my lips as wide as I can. I know I can’t stop him. Now another guy stands at the end of the bed. My turn he says and John moves away. He tells me in a deep voice to lift my ass up so he can get a closer look. The men are only interested in close ups of my open pussy.
And then points his camera at my pussy and clicks away. I hold this pose for all of them to capture it. I also see John with his camera at his face snapping away. They all take there turns to have a good look. This is a free once in a lifetime opportunity to look and photograph a willing girl. To put her in the most so embarrassing poses they can think up. To do anything they want.
And that’s when my husband bends down and whispers in my ear. There only one thing Lyn you, cant do and that’s you must not come. I then see Dave lean over and talk into John’s ear. I can’t hear what is being said. But I soon realize what was said.
Hideously embarrassed I close my eyes in shame as I am told by John, to fondle my bare breasts and to slip one finger up my pussy hole until I’m gently masturbating myself. He tells me to open my eyes; I must look at him. Most of the men are laughing at me as I lie on the bed , legs wide apart openly
fingering myself in front of them. I have eye contact with John. He is really enjoying making me do these embarrassing things to myself. He getting all of his kicks in one night. And there I am one finger up, hand on breast for filling his dreams and my nightmare. Now he is just standing watching me with a smile on his face. Imagine the one person you hate most of, all telling you to put a finger up love all the way, don’t hold back because I am here. Now pull it down and push up again faster, you know how to do it he says. John of all people is now telling me how I should masturbate, how degrading can it get. Now he is laughing at me, I still have to do what he says. Ok he says slip another finger in if you want to. All I see are faces gathered round studying my every move.
This is a free peep show for my husband’s friends. It’s total humiliation for me. There is laughter now, as I do what I am told, by John. Its as if its one big joke is being played on me. He now tells me to smile for him while I play with myself. He lowers himself down level with the bed.
I can feel his breath on my pussy he is that near to me. Its as if I am playing with myself over him. Him of all people. Next he tells me to stop and to leave my finger in, he bends down and takes a closer inspection. His nose is so close its nearly touching my pussy. I cringe with the thought he has seen me in a position like this. All I see are camera lens pointing either in my face or pussy zooming in for the close up shots.
My finger is half way in and he puts his camera to his face for a really close up shot of my finger and pussy together .Every camera click is recording my most intermit and personal parts of my body. I carry on masturbating after being told to do so, but John just watches my fingers going in and out of my pussy. He must be having the time of his life with this show I am giving him.
All I can hear are the camera clicks, recording this most obscene event, for there amusement. There I am legs wide apart finger up my pussy, hand on breast.
Gently masturbating myself for there entertainment. I pull my finger out and someone says look at the juices. I quickly wipe my finger. Maybe none of them has seen a girl masturbate before, but they sure have now. Even John of all people has witnessed me fingering myself. Now someone else moves to the end of the bed and I am told to hold my hand out. He gives me a cucumber, and his eyes go big. I can’t believe my husband will let this happen of all things. But for now I have to gone on. And then the camera goes to his face. The men all gather round .I tenderly pull my lips apart and I feel myself little wet, and the men start to laugh and snigger at me. I push it up slowly. I see John camera to his eye. Now the cameras go for it. They take it in turns to come to the end of the bed to take their pictures for this is now so obscene. John is a little way back after someone told him to move, but he is still capturing this intimate moment. Someone is now holding my ankles. I can’t move my opened legs. And I am still playing with myself. This has to be the best show they have ever seen. All around me are a sea of men’s faces, and my husband is watching me put on a show for all his friends. The cucumber feels really big. I am told to use two hands, to push it up.
As they photograph me. Now I am told to slip my hand under my leg and to grab the cucumber, so they can get a better look as it goes in. I am fulfilling all of their dreams .I am told to take my time, as they have all night. I can see the look on their faces, as I push and pull this cucumber in and out.
There are enjoying this spectacle, of being in total command. I hear a zoom lens close in on my pussy and another click, records this big cucumber deep inside me. Next someone’s takes the cucumber out of my hands and replaces it with a pink colored penis vibrator. I’m told to go and work on myself again. I think fuck it I will show them and I go faster and faster, but then I see my husband and he is shaking his head from side to side. I stop because I was going to cum but my husband said that I was not allowed. I leave the pink vibrator embedded in my pussy. And just put my hands above my head. I need a rest.
But I still hear the normal sound of the cameras, going off. Over the sound of the buzzing of the vibrator.
All of the men come to the end of the bed in their turn to photograph me. Legs wide vibrator sticking out but still going while I just look into they eyes, at the sorry men. I look down and someone is removing the vibrator. And gently pushes up a black one in. I can’t be bothered to stop him.
I just lie back and I just let them to get on with it. I am told to have some fun, and I begin to satisfy they demands once more, as I push up the vibrator again.
Then I feel something else is near my pussy lips. Its fighting the vibrator for my pussy hole, oh no its John I see his thick dirty looking fingers with dirt under his nails and a big cheer goes up as he rams a couple of fingers up me. And he pulls the vibrators away. He spreads my lips apart and looks straight at me. To my horror, he tells the guys have a good look and pulls his fingers, out to show my juices. This time as he pulls my lips it hurts me, but the men don’t care they just want to see my pink inner lips.
I can’t believe John of all people has just fingered me. My legs are pulled open again. He is now moving towards my head. And is pulling his trousers down. I see his under pants and they are dirty.
He pulls them down. And starts to rub his erect cock. I think oh god not this of all things haven’t they seen enough now. He now stands by the edge of the bed, the men are shouting suck him suck him.
They now want a free sex show. No way I am going to do this. My husband comes and holds my hand, he bends down to my ears and whispers swallow it all. I shake my head and scream no. But he just says do it. I turn my head and I can smell his cock. It just touches my nose. He pushes it against my lips.
And now he bounces his cock on my chin. My worst nightmare has just came true I am about to suck John the geek off, in front of the other guys. Why him of all people, and for this to be filmed as well.
Just the embarrassment and the pain and shame of what I am been asked to do. And he pushes his cock into my lips, and against my teeth. I open my mouth and close my lips around his shaft. It touches the roof of my mouth; I can taste his pre-cum in my mouth. I grab at the shaft of his cock as he forces it deep in my throat. I touch his cock with my tongue, to stop me from gagging and he pushes and pulls my head. He is wanking himself off in my mouth. He then passes his camera to the man next to him and tells him to capture this moment on film. And starts to pump again .He grabs my hair and pull my head down. In the corner of my eye I see, the camera has came in for a close up shot of his
cock in my mouth. Another pair of pants being lowered the other side of me.
A camera is by pushed near my face, to capture the moment when he cums over my face.
I can hear the ripple of the camera clicks as everyone films this moment. He pulls himself out and shots his spunk all over my face. My mouth eyes, and neck. It’s hot and sticky. And smells. He bounces his cock against my lips and has a tug to get the last of his spunk to drip onto my lips. And before I know it his cock is back in my mouth and I taste his cum. I can feel all eyes are on me
He pulls out his cock and my head is turned the other way and another cock goes in. I’m now gagging and above me 3 or 4 guys are busy wanking themselves over my face .I feel hot spunk over my tits and face. Everyone is laughing. People are cheering as spunk showers me. They are still taking photos of this. John grabs my head and wipes his cock in hair. I am now being abused as never before I am there sex toy for the evening. He bends down and says that was better than a fuck. But now I have the photos to wank over. The men carry on, still laughing at me. All of them wank over my face and body. I cant close my legs then last man comes over pulls my head back wanks, himself and empties, his load half in my mouth and half over my face. He puts his cock back into, my mouth so I can clean his cock. I’ve had so much spunk down my throat I feel sick. I see John turn round and take a photo of me with a cock a mouth.
My husbands thank the guys for coming saying what a great show it was. Afterwards when we got home I ask him why he did it and he says to teach me a lesson.
I asked him why nobody had fucked me. He said I didn’t want them to. And for me not to enjoy myself.
There is no way I enjoyed myself it was the most embarrassing, degrading and shameful night of my life. Also why was John of all people was allowed to come knowing that we both hate him and with him living so close to where we live. Well Dave says he has fancied you for a long time, can you imagine how happy John is now. I thought this would be his dream coming true. He can wank himself over you as often as he wants now. He has all the pictures he needs.
And because of what you done to me. I thought why not John, you humiliated me I will humiliate you. Who better than John .I know but I sucked him of as well, I swallowed his spunk.
Do you know how that feels? He has seen me in the most intermit and obscene poses any woman can do. I was naked my legs spread as wide as I could get them, and he has seen me like this. I even had to masturbate in front of him. Using my fingers a cucumber and vibrators.
He has seen every part of my body; also I was covered in spunk, giving your friends blowjobs. He has watched me do all of these things and you don’t care. And now he has pornographic photos, of me .He has seen every part of my body how could you let that happen? Why did you let all of you mates wank over me, I ask. I think we are even now he says.

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SaM’s Place – Chapter 02 of 15 Inside the Club

Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM’s very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM’s Club. The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own. Chapter two begins the description of the club and is a little more explicit.

A: Step Mom’s Discovery: Chapter 2

Chapter 2 of a reader requested story. You should read part 1 so you can understand where this story is going. After watching her stepson and his best friend having gay sex, Stacy wants to feel one of their young, hard dicks inside of her. Only 2 short days later she has that chance with David. Read on and enjoy…

Aja’s Delight

Starts of slow a bit, from what I think. Just be patient, it just takes some time and it is a bit long. Thanks for reading it.

MY UNCLE MY INITIATOR-Part 2

After satisfying that my mom is fast sleep,i went to my room to remove any whisker of hair under my armpits and pussy.I sprayed a handful of perfume on my body and once again surveying mom’s sleepy figure,I proceeded to my dear lover uncle’s room.Though i was very anxious to start my first-ever sex journey,yet i was a little nervous and trembling with fear.i was wearing the smallest of skirt without any underwear, and very tight bra both in black colour,highlighting my white marble skin.i walked on tip toes to the door and peeked in. My uncle was lying on his back in the centre of the bed and his erect 9 inch long cock was in his hands.This was a feast for not my eyes only but for all of my bodily sences.My mouth began to water,and off course my cunt also.Masterbating his cock,he was murmuring,”I should have laid her down the very instant and not let go of her.I think that lovely dame has made fool of me.Oh God!how i missed such an oppurtunity of fucking a virgin beauty after so many barren years.What should i do with such a erection.” My fingers were feeling the wetness between my cunt lips,my legs were trembling in anticipation.I coughed a little and saw my uncle litterally jumped out of the bed.He hugged me,lifted me in his hands like a doll and placing me on the bed,heaving heavily said,”I thought that u are not coming.I was getting so frustrated.If u didn’t come,I would have surely died,Oh my pretty girl! Oh my julliet,”and started kissing me on the mouth.Then he put his lips on my bra at the spot where my teats were trying to tear the fabric.My body was trembling more and more.I somehow managed to speak in his ears,”Oh my love! Oh my Romeo! How can I let u die.How do u thought that I would not come.I have fallen in love with u and wont want to waste this oppurtunity of making our bodies unite in the most intimate manner.But my Romeo,please remember that it is my first-ever love-making.It all depends on u how u make it a ever-rememberable ocassion.” He unhooked my bra and then off went my shortest skirt.Lying on his back on the bed,he asked me to lie on his chest.We started kissing and soon our tongues were in each others mouths pressing,nibbing and sucking each other.I was feeling tingling sensation of pure sex in my body.I somehow reached between our bodies and put my fingers around the bulging length of his cock which was poking into my stomach.Squeezing and pressing it ,i felt pleasurabe yet astonishing flexibility and elasticity throughout its length.His lips were on my breasts now and he was very expertly licking,kissing and sucking my nipples one by one sending spams of very new pleasures of pure lusty sex.Then kissing and licking every spot of my body,his lips reached my crotch area and licking my smooth shaven pubes area,his tongue darted out like a snake and dipped inside my clitty.His mighty cock was thrown out of my hands and I was feeling myself in the skies of hot un-imaginable pleasure. My lover,my Romeo’s tongue was now deep inside my clitty and sending series of shivers full of hot sexual pleasures throughout my body.I was feeling a creamy warmth of givenness and felt that something was pouring from inside of my belly and my pussy was full of juices of first orgasm of my life which My uncle drank in gulps whispering between my thighs,”How delicious,how tasty these virgin juices are.U r lovely my darling,my pretty little girlfriend.” “Ah,ahh,what a wonderful pleasure ! How can i thank u for all the pleasures u have given to me tonight.Let me try something,perhaps i can reciprocate a little bit of it.”I asked him to lay on his back and adjusting his legs well apart,I bent down and taking hold of his thick long cock,placed it between my small firm twin hills. Well viewers,i have to close this story at this juncture because one of my boyfriend is getting out of control to enter my body.He is my 40 years old uncle(my moms brother) and dont want him to waste his cum filling my ever hungry cunt.See u soon with the last episode of MY UNCLE MY INITIATOR.

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