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The Derelict

Things get out of hand when Aria finds more than she bargained for aboard an ancient alien derelict

My Cousin And Her cam.

I knew I should have moved on and not be looking, but something held me, I stood still.
Her naked body was so beautiful, her breasts, larger than mine, held my eyes, I found I couldn’t drag my eyes away, I saw her lifting them as she dried around each one, God but they were beautiful.

Coming Mother Chapter 5

Chapter 5
They decided to stay where they were for the night.
Wearing his cut-offs again, Jay fished from the rear deck.
Shellie had put her bikini back on, but feeling mischievous, she
had made sure the seat was drawn into the crack of her ass. She
didn’t mind if her ass showed to those passing in boats. It was
no different from wearing a string bikini, and if she one, she
would have been wearing it. She adjusted the tight crotch to
allow dark curls of cunt hair to show, knowing only Jay would see
it, unless a boat came close to theirs.
She prepared a good dinner, and they sat on the rear deck as
the sun dropped off in the west. Jay wasn’t having any luck with
his fishing, but he didn’t really care. When the sun was down, a
full moon came up and they stayed on the rear deck, watching boats
pass. Most boats were finding places to tie up for the night, and
there were a few houseboats.
“I love being on the river, don’t you, darling?” Shellie said
softly, sitting on the deck, her cheek resting on her son’s thigh.
“It’s so peaceful and quiet, especially at night.”
“I want to live on the river, Mom,” he said. He had put his
fishing gear away, and sat slumped in the chair. “I like staying
on the houseboat with you.”
She turned and kissed his thigh. “That’s because you’re
getting fucked all the time,” she whispered. “You can be fucked
anyplace, you know.”
“I still like the river,” he said.
“So do I,” Shellie answered, then dragged the tip of her
tongue along his thigh. “Mmmm, you taste good.”
“I’m sweaty,” he said.
“I know. I love the taste of you.”
“I need a shower.”
“You’re fine as your are,” Shellie murmured. “I enjoy the
smell of sweat on a man’s balls. I guess that makes me a little
crazy, but I don’t care. I love to smell sweat on balls, and
that’s the way it is.”
“I’m sure sweaty right now,” he said.
Shellie moved the crotch of his shorts to one said. “Let me
smell.”
She pushed her nose into his balls, inhaling.
“Ohhh, that’s nice,” she purred.
Her tongue flicked along the side of his balls.
“Tastes nice, too.”
Jay spread his thighs wide as his mother slipped between his
knees, turning to face him. She sat on the deck, her long legs
shoved underneath his chair. His cock and balls stood out in the
moonlight, and she kissed them, working her tongue around his
balls.
She moved her hands along his thighs, slipped one inside the
ragged leg of his cut-offs, and cupped a cheek of his ass. Her
other hand closed around his cock, pumping it slowly.
“Want another blow job?” she said in a low voice.
“Oh, yes, Mom!”
Shellie giggled. “I thought you would.”
She licked her tongue along the hardened shaft of his cock,
swirling it around, tasting the heat of him, smelling the clean
sweat on his balls. She dragged her tongue up to the rounded
head, licking it, then swiping at his piss hole, tasting the
juices that started bubbling up from it. She closed her lips
around the head of her son’s cock for a long moment, sucking it,
her tongue twisting about. She mewled softly and ran her moist
lips down the shaft, then licked at his balls. The taste of sweat
on her son’s balls made her cunt throb, and her long clit bulged
inside her bikini bottoms. Drawing his balls into her mouth, she
removed her bikini bottoms as she sat there. The sound of a boat
came to her ears, and Jay tried to push her mouth from his balls,
but Shellie refused to drop them. A boat with running lights
passed them, the wake causing their houseboat to rock.
“They might have seen you, Mom,” Jay said.
“Mmmmm, I don’t care,” Shellie replied, lapping his sweaty
balls hungrily, nuzzling them. “I’m going to suck your cock off
and I don’t care how many boats come by.”
She lowered her face, taking her son’s cock into he mouth.
She slipped her hands to his ass, shoving her fingers inside his
shorts. Cupping his tight, young ass, Shellie began to suck. She
sat on the deck, her naked ass writhing, her long legs under his
chair, and sucked at his cock slowly and with pleasure. She
purred softly, sliding her lips up and down, thrilled to have the
hot hardness in her mouth for the second time. Her cunt bubbled
hotly, dripping, her clit swollen into a long, hard knot.
“Oooooh, Mom!” Jay gurgled, seeing her lovely face in the
moonlight. “You’re sucking me real good! Your mouth sure is hot
and wet, Mom!”
“Mmmmm, that’s because I love to suck your hard cock, baby,”
she whispered throatily, brushing her lips on the smooth head. “I
love to feel your cock in my mouth. Are your balls loaded,
darling? Do you have a real big, very hot, load of cum juice for
me?”
“Yes!” Jay groaned.
Shellie knew her son would do just about anything right now.
His cock was very stiff, and his balls were hot and full. He
would do anything she wanted, just to get his cock sucked off.
She licked his prick, down into his balls, squeezing the cheeks of
his ass.
“Did you enjoy kissing my asshole, darling?” she whispered,
her lips on his cock. “Did you like the taste of my hairy cunt,
of my asshole?”
“Oh, yes, Mom!”
“I bet you’d suck my asshole, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes, yes!” Jay said, trying to shove his cock into her
mouth.
Shellie laughed with delight. Like all boys, and men, too,
her son would do anything a girl wanted when his cock was so
stiff. She wasn’t disappointed; she was pleased he was like other
boys. She licked up and down the shaft of his cock a few times,
then sucked his sweaty balls. What she had told him was true–she
loved sweaty balls.
“You’d even fuck my asshole, wouldn’t you, darling?”
“Oh, yes, Mom! Come on, suck my cock!”
“Want me to piss on you?” she said, softly.
“Mom, you can piss all over me!” Jay groaned. “Suck me, Mom!
Please, suck my fucking cock! I’m about to come off already! You
want me to come in your cock-sucking face?”
“That’s fine with me,” she gurgled. “Come in Mother’s face
if you want. You can even piss in my face, if you want.”
“I will!” Jay yelped. “I’ll suck your asshole, fuck your
ass, come in your fucking face, piss in your cock-sucking face …
but, Mom, you just gotta suck me off now!”
“Remember, you promised,” she said, and closed her lips
around his cock, taking it deep inside her mouth.
With night insects chirping along the bank of the river, with
the soft waves lapping gently at the houseboat, Shellie sucked her
son’s cock. She clutched his ass with her hands inside his cut-
offs, making soft crying sounds of rapture. The feel of a hard,
hot cock inside her mouth was something she had always enjoyed.
Being fucked in her asshole, having piss splashing into her face,
was, so far, only a fantasy of hers. But it was fantasy she
desperately wanted to come true.
She bobbed her mouth up and down her son’s cock. The night
was warm, and still. The gentle rocking of the houseboat added an
erotic element to her sucking, her desire.
She twisted her lips slowly around his cock, and when the
sound of another boat came to her, she kept sucking him. It was
dark, but the moon was full, and even if she were seen with her
mouth full of very stiff cock, no one would know who they were.
“Mom, a boat is coming,” Jay warned.
“Shhhh,” she hissed, then sucked his cock deeply.
She shoved and lifted her mouth on his throbbing cock,
listening to the boat pass them. The wake made their houseboat
rock a bit harder.
“I think someone saw us, Mom,” he said.
“Mmmmmmm,” Shellie mewled, sucking a little faster. She held
his ass tightly, her chin beating softly against his full balls as
she gobbled his cock deep.
Jay squirmed, one hand resting on top of his mother’s head,
watching her in the moonlight. His mother’s mouth was very hot
and wet, sliding up and down his cock easily. He enjoyed the slow
way she sucked him. He twisted his hips as the pleasure swelled,
starting to become intense.
“Mom, I’m getting ready to come,” Jay groaned.
“Mmmmm!” Shellie mewled, and began to suck faster, her lips
tight.
She knew what her son was feeling, and if he was getting
ready to come, she wanted it to be a good one for him. She glided
her mouth up and down, dragging one hand from his shorts and
shoving it between his thighs. She felt his cock tighten, felt
the power of the throbs. His piss hole dripped more, and she
swished her tongue around it, tasting the juices with delight.
When he had come into her mouth earlier, she had allowed him to
ram his cock as deep as he could into her mouth. This time, when
he came, she wanted his cock spurting with only the head inside
her mouth. That way she could catch that sweet, thick cum juice
on her tongue, and get the full, sweet taste of it.
“Mom! Oh, Mom!”
Shellie pulled her tight lips upward, holding them just
behind the ridge of his cock. She sucked and swirled her tongue
around the smooth head, and his flaring piss hole.
“Mom!” he yelped.
Shellie caught the gush of hot cum juice with her tongue.
Her eyes, which had been open, closed dreamily as she sucked the
cum juice out of her son’s cock. Squirt after squirt splashed
across her tongue, and she let her mouth fill. She didn’t want to
swallow it yet. Her tongue raced about his piss hole, tasting the
sweet, thick cum juice spray across it. She held his throbbing
balls against her neck, her other hand squeezing the cheek of his
ass. She gurgled as her mouth filled.
She clung to his cock with tight lips, letting him spew the
creamy juices of his tender, young balls into her mouth. When he
stopped coming, she held the head of his cock with her lips for a
while longer, groaning with pleasure, her tongue slowly licking
the head. Finally she let his cock go, and lifted her face to the
sky, swallowing the hot load in her mouth.
“Ohhh, darling, that was delicious,” she mewled. “God, you
came so much, too! I love a full, hot load like that!”
Jay gazed down at her face.
“Oh, don’t look at me that way,” she laughed softly. “I know
I’m a little different from most women, but I know what I enjoy
and I’m not ashamed of it.”
“I didn’t say that, Mom,” he said.
“Maybe you didn’t,” she replied, kissing his thigh. “But
your expression told me a great deal. If you don’t like me this
way, I’ll stop doing all these delicious things with you.”
“No, don’t do that, Mom!” he said, quickly.
“Well …” She dragged her tongue along his inner thigh,
then lapped his young, empty balls. “If you’re … cooperative.”
“What do you mean?” he asked.
“Your promises, remember?”
“Aw, Mom, I was hot!”
“I know you were,” she giggled, nuzzling at his balls. “But
a promise is a promise.”
“You really want me to do all that, Mom? I mean, in your ass
and … and pissing in your face?”
“Mmmmm, I do! I most definitely do!”
Jay’s body shivered with excitement. “I’m sure glad it’s
just you and me now, Mom.”
Shellie stroked his thigh affectionately, touched by what he
had said. “You don’t miss your father?”
“No, not at all.”
Shellie felt happy, very happy. She rested on her face in
her son’s crotch, feeling the heat of his cock and balls on her
flesh. She purred softly, rubbing her face into his crotch,
inhaling his slightly sweaty, very delicious, scent. She lifted
his legs and draped them over her shoulders, pressing his inner
thighs about her face. She pushed her mouth to his cock and
balls, kissing and licking tenderly, slipping her tongue below his
balls. The tip of her tongue probed at the crack of his ass.
“Oh, Mom!” Jay groaned as he felt the strange sensations of
her wet tongue reaching for his asshole.
Shellie made a soft sobbing sound as her tongue flicked
against his asshole. Swirling her wet tongue around, she tasted
her son’s asshole. She circled the tight pucker with the tip of
her tongue, then lapped up and down on it.
Jay squirmed forward, gasping with this new delight.
Shellie’s tongue slowly slipped into his asshole, and she breathed
deeply as the tight heat grabbed it. For a few moments, she
stabbed her tongue in and out of her son’s asshole, enjoying his
squirming, the way he held her head between his young thighs.
She drew her feet beneath her body, squatting before her son,
swishing her tongue around and into his hot asshole.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned against his ass, and began to piss.
Jay heard the exciting hiss of his mother’s piss, the splash
of it against the deck of the houseboat.
Shellie giggled into her son’s ass, then pulled back with her
lips near his balls.
“Ooooh, I just had to take a piss, darling,” she whispered,
and swirled her tongue around his balls and asshole until she
finished pissing …

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PASSWORD to my sisters computer

PASSWORD to my sisters computer
I was helping my older sister move her computer in her room. I loved doing anything for her, she was so hot and I just loved looking at her body. I was moving all her cords and I moved her monitor. I saw a small slip of paper with my name on it and a number. ‘berry 69’. I moved it too, but remembered it. She walked around in her shorts and tank top as I gazed at her big tits and fine ass. She was two years older than me. She always liked me and we were buddy’s. I had wanked thinking about her for a very long time. She was just plain sexy. I had tried to cop feels on her and make little advances but she was always afraid mom and dad would catch us or find out. She would get excited when I would rub her back or touch her, but quickly broke it off.
The next day she went to the mall with a girlfriend and mom and dad. Now was my chance to snoop in her computer. I clicked around in there and found a ’pf’. Hmmm, ’personal file’ I wondered. I clicked on it and it was password protected. So, I tried ’berry 69’ and it opened up.
I found pictures.
She had pictures that she photo shopped with guys naked. Lot’s of them. Some with her and a guy blended together in a bed. Two people fucking with her head on the girl, and some guy. Wow…I sat stunned. She had secret sex desires all this time? She had written a story about a guy sneaking in her bedroom and how she felt him and sucked his dick, as he ate her pussy. She had them fucking all over the house, in her car, out in the country and on mom and dads bed. I got a boner just reading about it.
I kept looking and then I got a shock
I found pictures of me she had secretly taken. One, I was sleeping with a big boner tenting in my bed, another one of the same picture with part of the covers pulled back showing my boner naked.
Whoa….my sweet acting little angel sister was a horny, lusty girl.
I kept looking. I found a ‘pfv’ personal file video maybe? I opened the file.
I found the mother load.
I clicked on the video. She had been using her built in web cam. She did not show her face, but her little ankle tattoo showed once, it was her. She held a picture of some guy and laid back on her bed. She began fingering her pussy while looking at the picture. Her hand slowly rubbing herself inside her small panties. She felt her nice tits with her other hand under her nightie top. She started in feeling herself all over. My cock got rock hard watching this.
She began to moan, which let me know she had the sound on. She raised her top, exposing her tits, and played with her nipples. Soon down came the panties and off. She opened her legs wide. I watched her fingers move in and out of her wet pussy slowly. She’d then rub her clit, and go back and forth between the two. Her whole pussy was getting wet now and her moaning picked up. She took a long look at the picture she had. I wondered who this guy was. I couldn’t make out a face or anything. Her eyes closed as she continued to moan more. Her pussy raised up to meet her fingers…..
I had to stop the video. My cock was about to cum by itself. I figured there was more for later. I sat for a minute in shock. My hot sister was secretly a hot babe wanking herself while looking at a picture.
I carefully put everything back and erased the history all over the place and restarted her computer. Now it was just like she left it, accept for what I had seen was now in my memory. Damn, I headed for the bathroom fast, a few strokes and I shot one of the best wanks just thinking about her.
When they all came home I looked at her in a new way. She was hotter than ever now. I wanted so bad to say: (“You’re a hornie girl… I have the hots for you, I’m sneaking in your room tonight!”)… I noticed now her girlfriend Mandy was becoming so friendly to me. I wondered if had seen the picture of me with my boner sticking up in my bed. Mandy was a computer whiz and probably helped her with the photo shopping of the pictures. I wondered what all she had seen. I started forming plans to find a way fuck my sister and maybe Mandy too.
A million thoughts went thru my mind. Every time I saw her now, I got a pleasure zing in my dick. I had to find a way for her to let me fuck her. I started in with little things. “Sis, I’ve got a kink in my shoulder, would you just massage it for a second.” She gladly trotted over and began to gently massage my shoulder. I fake moaned with pleasure. “Oh god, keep going sis, your make me feel so good.” That turned into a very long massage with her breathing,…..telling me she got a little hot doing it. I turned and quick kissed her on the lips and said thanks so much. I had never done that before. She had this shocked look on her face and then smiled. I began to pay her compliments on her clothes, pull her chair out for her at dinner and turn on the gentlemanly charm. Then I did the one thing she loved.
Brush her long hair. She had just washed her hair and was in her room brushing it. I walked in and said: “Here, let me do that.” I sat her on her bed and got behind her started gently brush drying her hair. I could watch her eyes glaze over and relax and get kind of sleepy. I whispered to her how beautiful her hair was and soft. She started to lean back on me but stopped. I gently pulled her shoulders back to my chest. She sighed and let me mess with her hair. Then I started massaging her neck all around. I heard her slight moan. I put my arms around her and kissed her neck.
She moaned some more. I let my hands just graze her tits and my arms rub across them. Her breathing increased as she leaned further back against me. Slowly I let her down on her bed on her back. I started kissing her neck again as she moaned and I felt her arms go around my neck. She whispered: (“…your so special, keep kissing me, I love it when you do that.”)
That was the start of us getting together.
With my new information, I knew a lot about her now. The way she rubbed her pussy, the way she felt her tits. Little things that turned her on.
We slowly started sneaking feels and looks, we counted the minutes until mom and dad would leave somewhere. The second they left we were feeling each other and soon started kissing like lovers. I now felt her wonderful tits and she fondled my boner. We kissed all the way up to her bedroom and we laid on her bed. We were just getting started, our legs wrapped around each other as we tongue kissed….when the front door opened.
It was mom and dad back. I scrambled to my room, as she closed her bedroom door. He got a call from work and had to find some papers. He found them and mom told my sister to come with them, as they were going to do some shopping for her. She really had no choice, and they all left. I immediately went to her computer to see more. I used the password to get in her personal stuff. I wanted to see any pictures of guys she had, and find the one she was so hot to look at while she fingered her pussy.
I found movie stars, the latest fad guys and fan shots of the latest hunk. It could have been any one of them…..then I noticed something. The picture of me and my boner she had, it had a sub-file at the bottom of the file. I clicked on it. Password protected. I wouldn’t open. I tried ‘berry 69’, no good. Damn, I wanted in that file. I kept trying different things. I tried ‘berry 69’ backwards….‘96 yrreb‘…bingo…it opened.
I clicked on the first file picture.
It was a picture of a guys dick only, and Mandy and sis were sticking their tongues on it. Picture after picture of them licking the picture, the shaft, the head, and pretending to suck it. Pictures of them both holding the picture on their pussy’s. Damn, who dick is that in the picture. I zoomed in on the dick. I noticed something. A mole on the guys stomach….
oh shit……
It was my dick.
I couldn’t shut it all down fast enough and get to the bathroom to wank. I splattered cum all over when I just thought about both of those girl sucking on my dick. I felt dizzy but oh so happy with the new information.
It was time to fuck my sister and Mandy too.
I thought: “Lady’s, we can do this the easy way, or the blackmail way. Which do you prefer?”
Two days later when my sister was gone, I got in her computer again. I took two blanks discs and downloaded her complete file on each one. Now it was party time.
I waited until Mandy did a sleep over and mom and dad had gone out of town. I put up a picture of Mandy and sis both licking the picture of my dick on my monitor. I waited in my room with the door open. I sat in my computer chair smiling and waiting. It was loud, the scream from my sister. She froze, a very white face stare. “Where in the hell did you….Mandy…Come here!” she said.
Mandy screeched as her face turned bright red. They began to whisper, I interrupted: “Lady’s, come on in, I think we need to talk.”
First they talked about my impending DEATH, then they settled down to make a ’deal’. Fingers tapping, feet tapping, gulping, gasping and pleas of mercy. I let them squirm for a while, not answering any of their questions, like where, how and is this the only copy. I pushed the button, and out came the disk. I handed it to them.
Their eyes rolled back, a ‘whoosh’ came out of their mouths and I said: “Disk?, what disk.” They thanked me over and over, but…..Mandy still wanted to know about any other copy’s. I finally said: “I found this under your computer. One of you must have made a copy?” Now they doubted each other, but were so glad to have the disk back, I let them try and figure it out. They both left whispering to each other. Mandy came back right away, and started in pumping me for more information about the disc. She sat on my lap with her big tits in my face. I looked right at them and said: “Your getting warmer to finding out things Mandy.” Next thing I knew she had her tits rubbing on my face. “Mmmmm, that a good start.” I said. She yelled for my sister, who came in my room. “I think he has some things to tell us, but he’s kinda cold. I think we need to ‘warm’ him up and let him talk.” Mandy said.
My sister smiled big and they pulled me up and laid me on my bed. They both laid on top of me, kissing me as they took off my clothes. They ask If I watched the whole disc. I smiled and said: “I sure did.” The both gave out a ’ekkkk’ sound. They said that I was never ever going tell anyone EVER what I saw. I said: “Lady’s, let’s turn out the lights and keep me warm.”
I felt 4 wonderful hands all over my body. They whispered that now they had the real thing and they began to use me as their personal toy. I felt two tongues licking my dick. My hands felt four big tits and two wet pussy’s. I felt my sisters pussy being lowered down on my face. I felt my fingers on Mandy’s pussy, and lots of licking and jacking on my dick. I loved feeling my sisters tits, and them resting on my stomach. I licked my sisters pussy and they took turns sucking and jacking me.
I loved the sound of them both moaning. I felt a hand squeezing my balls and I had to cum. I had no choice. I sucked hard on my sisters clit as a moan came out of me, my sister moaned and put my dick all the way in her mouth. Cum came gushing in her mouth, shot after shot. Mandy was licking the overflow. My sister finally pulled of my dick to swallow and Mandy got on it and I had a couple of shots for her too. Those four hands felt me over and over as they both moaned and gasp for air.
Their body’s trembled as the played with me. I was so spent, I was sure I had no cum left in me. They didn’t stop, sucking, jacking and moving their pussy around. My sister crawled off me and Mandy got on. My still hard dick felt her warm mouth again. I felt a slight build up as her tongue did a dance on the head of my dick. My sister watched intently as Mandy kept teasing my dick. Sis joined her and took my hand and rubbed it on her pussy. They both knew just where to lick my dick to get it going again.
I licked Mandy’s pussy up and down. My other hand felt her soft big tits. Sis worked my fingers inside her pussy, and pushed them to her G spot. She put her fingers on top of mine and we both massaged her pussy. The moaning began again. The squirming of the pussy’s was making me want to cum again. I was in some kind of heaven, and so were they. My face was getting soaking wet from Mandy’s pussy. This time sis jacked and licked my dick. Mandy’s lips went up and down on my revived dick.
I felt my cum, it was on it’s way. They somehow knew it too. My sister climaxed first, making Mandy and I cum instantly. From somewhere, I shot cum again inside Mandy’s lips. She muffled a long moan and kept her lips on the head of my dick. I almost had to pull her off my dick, it became so sensitive. Sis licked the overflow this time and was so out of breath, her moans just squeaked with pleasure. I felt my dick cumming all by itself, as Mandy and sis sucked it up.
I drifted away….
thinking…’berry 69’ and contently smiled.

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Dating?

For all of you critics our there worried about “GOOD WRITING SKILLS” please take some time and read some of the writings of Mark Twain, William Faulkner or John Steinbeck. All of these authors use misspelled words, improper grammar and questionable local colloquialisms in their writing to convey mood and realism. I am not putting myself in their class and not all of my writing errors are intentional but for those that are, I think I’m in pretty good company. What’s important is the STORY, please leave the structure and the grammar to the author or start criticizing “Tom Sawyer”, “Go Down Moses”, or “Of Mice and Men”.
Dating?
I am a 62 year old business man who works as a consultant for some major aerospace companies and my wife owns several small companies in the northeast. We have been married for twenty years and we dated for about ten years before that. We have four children from previous marriages, two of hers and two of mine. All of the kids are out of the house now and two of them have families of their own.
My wife is 55 and a couple years ago she became very upset about what her age was doing to her body. She complained about gaining weight, her greying hair and, what I call, the smile lines around her eyes. When I tried to tell her that it was a normal condition of growing older, she snapped my head off. She told me that I was better looking now than when she married me and that all her friends thought the same way. She said that men look more distinguished with grey hair and that I wasn’t getting fat like she was. I told her that I was flattered that she and her friends thought that way but that age has taken its toll on me also. This really set her off. She called me a liar and accused me of lusting after her friends. I told her that I had never been unfaithful and that I loved her as much now as when we got married. This didn’t help. We stopped having sex about the time she started this bout of insecurity and she eventually asked me to move into another bedroom. When I suggested that she see a therapist or that we both go to a marriage counselor she told me that there was nothing wrong with her and that I was the one with the problem. We decided that a separation might give us some space and time to work out what we wanted to do and so I packed my bags.
Both my wife and I each make six figures a year and own several homes and an apartment building so it was very easy for me to move into one of the vacant apartments in our building. I got a contractor and a decorator to design it to my specifications and I moved in. After about six months with little communication from my wife other than when I called to “check in”, I called a divorce lawyer so I could be protected if the worst happened. I did something then that, I now know, was really significant. I took off my wedding ring and put it on the dresser.
I get my teeth cleaned about twice a year and that week I had an appointment with my dentist to get it done. Kathy, my dental hygienist, is a petite 49 year old who is divorced with a child in college. She and I talk about our lives and our work while she cleans my teeth. I told her that my wife and I were now separated, about my new apartment and some stories about my kids and grandkids and she regaled me with what she did on her vacation to Europe. Sometime during the appointment, I said that we had so much to talk about that we should get together without the smell of novacane and the sound of grinding teeth. She moved over to the counter that she had her dental tools on and picked up a book. After looking through it for a second she said:
“I have Saturday night free, what time would you like to pick me up”
This was kind of an “off the cuff” remark but when faced with the question, all I could say was “How about seven o’clock”
“Great” she said “sounds like fun”
I walked out of the dentist wondering how this happened and did I really want to start dating again.
Well Saturday night came around and I was standing in front of the mirror in my bedroom looking at myself. Was I dress too casually? Should I get her flowers? I haven’t been in the dating pool since the seventies, what was I supposed to do? I shrugged my shoulders and got in the car thinking that whatever happened was just fine with me. I put the directions she gave me in my GPS and set out on my date.
I got to the house at exactly seven and knocked on the side door. When the door opened I was tempted to ask for Kathy because the woman standing in front of me looked only slightly familiar. Without the pale blue scrub outfit, the hair pulled back from her face, no makeup and no eye protective headgear, Kathy was actually quite beautiful. She had some rather tight jeans on, a blouse that was unbuttoned just enough to show me some cleavage and her hair was down in a rather attractive over the shoulder look. The small bit of makeup really made her eyes pop out at me.
“You look great!!!” I said with maybe a little bit too much enthusiasm.
“Thanks” she said with a smile “I’m glad you dressed casually, I thought we could go to a new local brew pub that I’ve been meaning to try”
“Sounds good” I said as we set off for the pub.
We got to the pub and the evening went pretty much as I had thought it would. We talked about everything under the sun except, the elephant in the room, my separation. It was about nine thirty when we left the pub and I asked her if she wanted to go someplace else for coffee or a drink. She said no that we could do that at her house and be much more comfortable. That sounded good to me so we went back to her place.
When we got to her house, she poured us both a glass of wine and we both sat down on her couch to drink and chat some more. All the time we were talking, I was wondering if it was too soon to try to kiss her and so finally I asked: “Would it be OK if I kissed you”
“I think you should try it and find out” she said as she took both our glasses and placed them on the coffee table. I leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips. The kiss only lasted a few seconds but when it ended I felt butterflies in my stomach. When we ended the kiss we looked at each other for a second and she moved toward me and kissed me. This was not the soft, gentle kiss that I gave her however. She put her arms around me and kissed me with the kind of passion that leads to something more. Our mouths opened and her tongue met mine and they danced back and forth while we pressed our bodies together. The kiss ended and she stood up, took the two wine glasses, handed one to me and took my hand. She led me down the hall to what I was sure was her bedroom, moved me over to the bed and placed the two wine glasses on her bed side table. She wrapped her arms around my neck and we kissed again. As we were kissing she reached down, unbuckled my belt and pulled my pants and underwear down. With all of this going on, I had a full erection and when it sprang out of my pants she looked down and gasped.
“Oh my God” she said “Your enormous”
It had been thirty years since I had been with anyone but my wife and I hadn’t even thought about my size being anything but normal. I have about a nine inch penis when erect and it’s very thick. When I was younger and dating the girls seemed to enjoy my size but I hadn’t thought about it in years
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Kathy reached down and put her hand around my cock and stroked it up and down very gently as she kissed me again and gently bit my lower lip in a very seductive way. As she was stroking me with one hand, she unbuttoned her blouse with the other and pulled the blouse out of her jeans. I spread the blouse out with my two hands and saw that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her two breasts were beautiful, they had just a little sag, and the nipples were sticking out and hard as a rock. I reached out, stroked each breast and, with my thumb and index finger gave both her nipples a little squeeze. This made Kathy moan and she started to stroke my cock a little faster. She pushed me back so I was now sitting on the bed and she knelt down between my legs. After running her tongue over her lips she bent her head and put her mouth around the head of my cock. I was in heaven watching this beautiful woman slip my cock in and out of her mouth while her hands pumped up and down on my engorged penis. She took me out of her mouth and licked the entire shaft while she messaged my balls and then she stood up and removed her pants. She pushed me back so I was now lying on the bed and she moved forward placing a knee on each side of my hips. I tried to move up to kiss her but she pushed me back down, grabbed hold of my cock with one hand and rubbed her pussy with the other. After rubbing the head of my cock across her, very wet, pussy lips a few times she bent her knees and pushed the head inside.
“Oh God” she said as she bounced up and down a few times, “Your so fucking big” She said as I reached up and grabbed the tips of her nipples again squeezing hard. She started to lower herself down on me further with every stroke until she was about three quarters of the way down my shaft and I felt the head hit the pack of her cunt.
“I’m cummmmming” she said as her pussy started to push its juices out onto my lap and her body shook all over. This was all driving me crazy and I had to release the passion that was building inside me so I rolled her over till I was now laying on top of her and I started to trust my cock in and out of her.
“You like this big cock” I said “You like me giving you my big cock” I repeated wanting her to beg me for more.
“Yes, I love it” she said “fuck me harder please” she begged “Cum inside me. I want to feel you’re hot cum in me.” She said as I thrust my hips faster and faster, hitting her cervix with each thrust. I couldn’t hold it anymore and I let go with several long, hard streams of cum deep in her pussy. She felt me cumming and had another orgasm herself. I fell on top of her and we held each other as I pumped my hips fucking her till my dick shrunk and fell out of her pussy. I rolled off of her and we both laid there for a few seconds till she moved down, put my cock into her mouth again and started sucking on it, cleaning all the cum from my cock and balls. When she was done, she looked up at me and held out her hand. She led me to the bathroom where we took a shower together and I fucked her again against the shower stall.
When I finally went home at about 2AM I had mixed feelings of guilt and elation. I felt guilty that I had
cheated on my wife for the first time in thirty years but it felt great that such a beautiful woman would find me so attractive that he would want to have sex with me. Little did I know that what I remembered about women in the seventies had absolutely nothing to do with the way women acted today.
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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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Neighbors-2

After returning from college, Clarice approaches her neighbor to answer some personal questions and finds a way to move in with him.

Happy Anniversary

I was really tired, but I had promised my boyfriend I would come over after work, so I was driving over there.
When I pulled into my usual parking spot, he came outside and waited for me to turn the car off and open the door.
I yawned, shoved the door open and got out.
He smiled, “Hey, sweetie. How was work?”
“It was alright, I guess.” I hugged him and then just kind of rested in his arms for a few minutes.
He took me by the hand and pulled me towards the door of his apartment.
We went inside and I walked to the fridge and got out a soda. He sat down on the couch and turned the game he’d been watching when I pulled up back on. I sat down next to him and he started cuddling with me while shouting at the TV.
I guess I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew, Eddie was shaking me awake and telling me we should move to the bedroom for the night. I sighed and got up, trudging to the bedroom. I fell back to sleep almost immediatly. When I woke up again, it was to Eddie eating my pussy.
I tried to put my hands in his hair, but when I went to move them, I found they were chained to the headboard.
I gasped and he looked up and grinned at me. “Poor little girl… can’t move?”
He laughed and went back to eating me. I started moaning because it felt so good and he
smacked my ass and told me to shut up. “When I want you to moan, I’ll tell you, bitch.”
He started getting rough with me, the way I like him to, and shoved a finger up my ass.
I cried out in shock and tried to pull away but he spanked me again.
“Don’t make me turn you over and beat your ass, slut. You’ll take whatever I decide to give you and you’ll like it, you hear me?”
I just squirmed and loved the feeling of something up my ass.
“Not going to answer me, baby? Then I guess I should.”
I cried out and tried to pull away, pleading with him not to spank me, saying I was sorry and that I WOULD take everything he wanted to give me. He just said he knew I would and that I didn’t have any say in what he was going to do. He adjusted the chain and flipped me over onto my tummy and made me get up on all fours. I started to get scared because I know how mean he can get when he feels like it.
“Shut up, bitch. I’m going to wreck this pretty little ass. And you’re going to love every second of it, aren’t you?”
I didn’t answer.
“Aren’t you??” He grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head back.
“Yes… God, yes, I’m going to love it… I really am…”
He started spanking me with his hand, 15 smacks. He counted each one and laughed each time I cried out. “Cry again, slut, and I’m going to take out the belt.”
He gave me 10 more and I couldn’t help but cry, it hurt so bad!
He just laughed and pulled away from me. He went to the toy chest he keeps in the corner and pulled out an anal plug, lube, a belt, and a dildo. I cringed because I knew exactly what he was going to do. He came back to me, tossed everything but the belt on the bed and started whipping my ass with it. I screamed and started crying, yanking at the chains, trying to get away. He just hit me harder. I could feel my pussy dripping down to my knees, I was so wet. He set the belt aside and lubed up the anal plug. He started playing with my asshole and talking to me.
“Are you ready to take this up your ass, honey?”
“No…” I whimpered.
“Too bad.” He shoved it into my ass and I screamed and arched my back. He started rubbing my pussy and I could hear him gasp when I realized how wet my pussy had become.
“Oh, it looks like the slut likes being hurt. Do you like being hurt, baby? Does it feel good?” He pushed two fingers inside my cunt, not expecting an answer.
I cried out, loving the feel of having the plug in my ass and his fingers in my pussy. He pulled his fingers out and shoved the dildo up my cunt.
I screeched and tried to move away. He spanked my ass, really, really hard and I started crying. He just laughed and moved up the bed to my face.
“Open that pretty little mouth, slut. I’m going to fuck your face… and you’d better do a damn good job sucking my cock or I’m going to force it up your ass instead of riding that pink pussy like you want me to.”
I eagerly opened my mouth. I love sucking cock and Eddie knew that. He pushed his dick farther into my mouth and started humping my face. I slobbered all over his dick, not having time to swallow.
“Oh, fuck yeah… suck my dick, bitch. You’re my little whore, aren’t you, baby? My pretty little cockwhore…” He pushed his dick so deep into my throat, I gagged. He didn’t seem to care, just kept humping away at my face.
“Ah, I’m going to come! Swallow it all, bitch. Every fucking drop. Spill even a little and I’ll make you wish you didn’t have an ass for me to ream, you hear?”
He spurted into my mouth and I frantically swallowed, making sure that I got every drop of his cum. He smiled meanly and wiped a finger down my cheek. “Looks like you missed some, darlin’.”
I started to cry because he and I both knew what that meant.
He moved behind me and pulled the anal plug out of my poor little ass. He put the bottle of lube to my ass, shoved the nozzle inside of me and squirted out a bunch of lube, getting my asshole ready for his big, hard cock.
He pulled the dildo out of my cunt and shoved his dick inside of me. I started moaning and humping my pussy back at him. He smacked my ass.
“Oh, yeah… you want this dick, don’t you, honey? Oh, yeah… fuck, take it, bitch. Take my cock deep…”
He fucked his cock into my pussy a couple more times and then pulled out. I whimpered because I wanted his dick back in my cunt. He slapped my ass.
“Don’t worry, my little slut. I’ll shove that dildo back inside you in a second.”
He got behind me and started pushing into my ass, using the lube he’d already put in and my pussy juice. I screamed and arched my back, trying to take more cock.
“Want more? Do you want more cock up your ass, darlin’?”
I was panting, about to lose control and loving every single second of it, just as he had said I would. “Oh, God, yes… give it to me.. please…”
He rammed his dick all the way up my ass and I screamed as I came.
He continued to pound my poor ass for a little while longer and then he shot his load deep inside my ass. We lay like that for a while and then he unchained me and pushed all the toys and the chains to the floor and pulled me close to him, cuddling me.
He glanced over at the clock and saw that it was just a little after 1:00am.
“Happy anniversary, baby. I love you…” he whispered to me, and I smiled, content.

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Missy Brother and Dad

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Mom went to work, but her mind was on Josh. Her life had changed way for the better and she felt horny like she did as a young woman. She daydreamed about him all the time now. She just wasn’t expecting this to happen. She hadn’t had wet panties for years, and now each thought added some to her pussy. By noon, her panties were soaked.
Josh went to school and was in a daze. He wonder if his buddies or anyone could tell he was fucking his mom and his sister. He felt double good inside and felt like he was walking on air all day.
Missy was happy too. Her new friend Jen, wanted to have sex with her dad, and Missy was helping her with ideas to entice him to at least feel her up. Jen wasn’t getting anywhere. Her dad so far wouldn’t touch her. Missy had and idea. She would go over to Jen’s house and make her dad hot and horny to get him to notice his 14 yr. old daughter desires. After school Missy and Jen were in Jen’s room planning their attack on Jen’s dad. Missy liked Jen, and asked her about two other girls who rumor had it, that they were caught licking each others pussy’s by one of their moms, and got in trouble for it. Jen smiled and whispered:
(..”I’ve done that before, and I kinda like it.”….) Missy got a tingle in her pussy when Jen said that. She had never done it, but now wanted to try it. They had an hour before Jen’s dad would be home. Missy whispered: (….“oh my god…have you!”)…Jen nodded her head (….”tell me how it felt.”…) Jen smiled and whispered: (“…why don’t I just show you,…take your panties off and put them in your pocket“….) Missy now had major tingles in her pussy and pulled her skirt up and down came the pink panties. Jen sat Missy on he bed, raised her skirt up and parted her legs wide.
Jen said to just lay back and enjoy. Missy was really turned on by all this, so she just laid back and felt. Jen got on her knees and had Missy’s pussy on the edge of the bed. Jen started rubbing Missy’s legs first and then slowly put her arms under Missy’s legs. Jen moved in close. Missy felt Jan’s heavy breath on her pussy. She now had major tingles in her pussy. Jen’s tongue started just touching Missy’s pussy. Missy’s face got hot flashes and chill bumps in her tummy. Jen went for Missy’s clit and circled it with her tongue. Missy put her hand on Jen’s head and raised her pussy up to meet each lick of Jen’s tongue. This was great. Dad and brother both had licked her pussy, but this was different and exciting.
She thought…this is already better than masturbating. I want to give Jen some major tingles in her pussy too.
Instead of Missy’s fingers rubbing her pussy and clit, Jen could do it…and…while Missy did it back to Jen, too. Missy moaned and squirmed as Jen licked up and down her pussy and flicked her little clit with her tongue. Missy was going crazy, but she wanted to lick Jen at the same time. She pulled Jen’s head up and whispered, (..”lay down this way, and I’ll lick you at the same time.”…) Jen smiled big and was only to happy to, and said back: (“..I knew you would.”…)
Missy excitedly pulled down Jen’s white panties, and took them off and put them in Jen‘s pocket. This was major exciting. She had never done this before. The site of another girl pussy made her fingers tremble. She just stared at it. Jen had blond pubic hair and more of it than Missy. Missy got this hot feeling in her pussy, and she felt it getting wetter and wetter. Jen laid down with her skirt pulled up and raised one leg up.
Missy was in a trance looking at Jen’s pussy. She had never seen one up close, of another girls. She laid down and raised her skirt and one leg like Jen did. Jen began first. She pulled Missy’s pussy to her face and started letting her tongue slide up and down Missy’s slit. Missy was almost dizzy with excitement. She did like Jen and stuck out tongue real far and closed her eyes. She felt Jen’s pubic hair first. She let her tongue go around it and felt the hair tickle her tongue. She let her tongue go down until she felt Jen’s slit. Jen opened her pussy wide for her. Up and down her virgin tongue went, feeling Jen’s slit. It tingled her tongue, and it was wet and slick now. Missy put her tongue in farther and felt the warmness of her pussy.
She found Jen’s little clit and lick it. Jen moaned and jumped little. Missy wanted so bad to make Jen orgasm, she licked faster and Jen moaned more, pushing her pussy to Missy tongue. Missy got more excited and Jen started licking her faster. Their pussy bucked with the good feelings coming on strong. Jen had never had a orgasm by another girl licking her and she panted and squirmed as Missy didn’t let up and licked firmer and still faster…Jen the bucked her pussy and yelled out ..Oooooo yesssss, and had her first licking orgasm. Missy could tell it and pushed her pussy into Jen’s tongue and she too moaned loud and shook with great orgasm. They were out of breath but kept licking each others pussy’s. Missy liked the exciting taste of Jen’s pussy.
Wow…Missy thought, that was exciting and planned to do it a lot to Jen. Jen, was in a daze and kissed Missy’s pussy over and over and tasted her juices.
They heard Jen’s dad car. They quick put their panties on and acted normal. Jen’s dad came in and she ran and hugged him. He kissed her on the lips, and you could see him smell the air….pussy he thought. He knew that smell. Then he tasted his lips….pussy. He looked puzzled and just smiled at the girls. That changed his mood. Missy came over and kissed him on the lips too. He felt a twinge in his dick. He had met Missy a few times, but this was different, because she too smelled and tasted of pussy. He sat down and just wonder if his 14 yr. old daughter was licking pussy. The thought sent another twinge to his dick. Missy and Jen sat on his lap, and fondle his legs a little and just acted silly a little. Missy liked Jen’s dad and talked sexy to him. He noticed it. Jen hung on him and squirmed on his lap as Missy got up and pretended to fix her skirt, pulling it up on one side, and adjusting her panties.
Missy had to leave and left. Jen continued loving on her dad. He moved her around backwards on the couch, so her pussy was right on his rising dick, facing him. Jen felt it and smiled as she squatted on him and rocked back and forth a little on his dick. He wanted to taste more pussy taste, and began to lick her face a little an kissed her deeper than he ever did before. Every thing was changing now as he began to feel thoughts about his 14 yr. old daughter.
Jen put her head on his chest and started rocking more on his dick. He suddenly held her head and started kissing her with passion and let his tongue taste her hot lips. Now he was excited and felt her hips and rocked her more. Jen was now in heaven. She felt his chest up and down as she moved her pussy to rock on her clit. He felt her breathing increase, and it added to his beginning hot feeling for her. Jen worked her clit on his dick and whispered: “Oh daddy…you feel so good…rock me some more please“…
.He couldn’t say no, as she push her little tits into his chest. He was getting so hot now, he could feel the heat in his pants. He kissed Jen more and more, she stuck her tongue in his mouth and he tasted more pussy. He stopped and said: “let daddy go put on his robe, and you can put on your nightie. Jen kissed him and pushed her pussy firm against his dick and they went to go change.
Mom came home from work and Josh was home from school. Dad went to shoot some pool. Josh looked at his mom and he felt his dick get warm. Mom fixed dinner, went in to shower her wet pussy she had all day. Josh and Missy did the dishes, playing and splashing water on each other. Missy said to Josh: “Jen and her dad are gonna have sex, I bet.” “ How do you know that.” “We made him horny when he came home today. Josh grinned knowing the guy didn’t stand a chance with Jen and Missy both ganging up on him. Josh whispered: (“..are you gonna fuck him too?”…) (“..no I want Jen to have sex with him so she’ll be as happy as me”..) (..I ate my first pussy today, and I liked it”…)
Josh knew who it was. (“what does Jen taste like, Missy?”…) (“..yummy..”) Josh laughed and looked around and felt his sisters pussy. Missy moaned and felt his dick. They kissed running their tongues in their mouths and breathed hard. Missy ask him if he was coming to her room tonight. He said maybe. She smiled and said she’d leave her door unlocked and wanted to suck his dick and feel him cum in her mouth.
Of course he said he’d be there. Missy smiled and said he could lick her pussy while she made him cum. Ok, ok I’ll be there. Josh said. They both smiled.
Whew,….. Missy sure knows how to make me hot, Josh thought. He looked at her short shorts and hot young legs. He just had to go over and rub her pussy a little. She felt his big boner and whispered…’is that for me Joshie?’, and giggled.
Mom got out of the shower, and came in with a new red robe on. It was real low cut showing off her big tits. Missy noticed Josh looking at her tits. She hoped that Josh and mom would have hot sex some day so she could be as happy as her. She was too late in her desire for her mom. Mom looked hot for a change, and Missy noticed that too. The way mom looked at Josh, the way she now stood real close to him. Mom put her hands on him as she would walk by. The way Josh smiled at her now, and messed with mom’s hair. Mom talked real quiet to Josh now, and they giggled.
They never though about Missy noticing them, and they did little feels right in front of her, like she wasn’t even there. Missy was getting hot watching them. Mom had moved her stuff into the spare bedroom, and stopped sleeping with dad now. Missy liked that. Now she could sneak into her daddy room at night and fuck him like she likes. Missy was sure that Josh and mom were fucking, and she got an idea.
She wanted to watch Josh fuck their mom. The thought made her wet and hot just thinking about it. She got all hot thinking how mom’s face would look when she climaxed with Josh fucking her.
She had a plan.
The closet in dads bedroom was back to back with the closet in mom’s new room. One panel slid open, a secret pass thru panel. Both their closets had boxes piled against them and Missy would adjust them a little and be able to see mom’s room from dads. She then could watch Josh and mom have hot sex. That night Missy waited for Josh to come to her room. Mom also waited for Josh to come to her room. Now Josh was thinking who’s room should he go too first.
Mom was aggressive. She wanted to make up for all the years of not having not only sex but hot passionate fucking mind blowing sex. Josh, her very own son was just the person to do it. Mom did not know Josh was fucking Missy. She did not know Missy was fucking her husband, Missy’s dad. She did not know Josh was fucking Missy.
She was about to get the shock of her life.
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ALL WORK AND NO FUN……..

Closing the door behind him, Stuart found himself sighing. He worked hard as a mechanic, he had now opened his own garage. At 30 he felt proud of himself, he had a nice car, nice house, his own boss, and he was married to a wonderful lady.
Walking into the kitchen he went straight for a nice cold bottle of beer, 2 months ago he would have been reaching for his wife Victoria. For the last two years they had been trying for a baby, however nothing had happened, doctors ran tests and could find nothing wrong with either of them. Now their sex life was non existant. Every day he longed to satisfy her and himself in such a sexual way. Her face when he first entered her, the soft groans that turned him on even more, the way she wrapped her legs around his waist so he could go so deep.
His thoughts were interupted when victoria walked into the room, her long black hair was pulled back and she looked very sexy in her summer dress.
“Honey, the girls and I are going out tonight, your dinner is in the oven, wont be late”
He was left standing alone, like most nights. He hadnt had sex for 2 months and he was getting badly frustrated. He tried talking to her, but she changed the subject. He wasnt hungry now, so stuart decided to check on his emails.
Logging on, he found the same old rubbish – spam. There were one or two from friends that he quickly replied to. He was about to sign off when he noticed an advertisement for a dating agency. He laughed at the idea of someone actually signing up for one of these, however the more he read the more he likedAre you married and just looking for a one night stand to spice up your life? Turning off the computer he knew he couldnt do it, he loved his wife and he wouldnt do anything to risk what he had. Ok they didnt have sex but surely there was more to life than sex. Yet he found himself logging back on, typing in the website address and filling in his details.
‘Maybe no one will reply’ he thought
Next evening Stuart found himself logging back onto the computer, telling victoria that he was setting up a website for the garage to bring in more business.
His inbox had 7 messages from ladies from the website, he was shocked. There was one that stood outHi my name is Kerry, im 25 years old. I am engaged and would like to spend one night with a man before I get married. If you want to know more about me, please email me back. Have read your profile, very nice
He placed the cursor over the reply button, should he, shouldnt he. Surely an email couldnt hurt.Hello Kerry thank you for contacting me. Congratulations on your forthcoming wedding. Ive been married for 5 years now but i havent slept with my wife for 2 monthsThe emails were sent to and fro, she was asking were they could meet for a chat, he suggested his garage, that way he wouldnt be seen. They arranged for 5.30 the next day.
Next morning Stuart informed Victoria that he was working late that night, he had a lot of jobs in. She just shrugged and mubbled something that Stuart didnt hear.
All day Stuart was nervous, as it approached 5.30 he jumped at the smallest noise. The sound of a car pulling up outside at 5.35 stopped him in his tracks. He was still wearing his boilersuit when she walked into the garage.
“Hello, Kerry?” Stuart asked
“Yes, and you must be Stuart”
He couldnt keep his eyes off her, she was gorgeous, her short blode hair was kept neatly behind her ears, her green eyes, she was wearing a short black skirt and white blouse, he assumed she had just come from work, some office he thought.
“Please come into the office, its a bit cooler in there”
After locking the main doors, they were sitting in his office he could feel his cock starting to pulse into action, she was sitting infront of him talking, her legs slightly appart. She must have noticed that he was looking, as she spread her legs a little wider, showing him she wasnt wearing any panties. God he was getting stiff.
She had stopped talking now, was rubbing and teasing herself, Stuart started to rub his cock through his overalls, he was enjoying what he was seeing.
Slowly she started to unbutton her blouse, revealing her lacey white bra, he walked over and knelt infront of her. Putting his head between her legs, he started to lick her pussy, running his fingers over the hole of her vigina, making her moan. Licking and sucking, he slowly worked a finger inside her, pushing it in and out slowly, then progressing to 2 fingers. His fingers were getting moist, he knew she was enjoying this.
He stood up and removed his lower clothing exposing his rock hard erection. She was quick on her knees, gobbling as much of his cock as she could. He was proud of his 9 inches, and it was so erotic to see her take it all. It was the best he ever had, she would suck on his balls while pulling his cock.
Pulling her to her feet he removed her blouse and bra while she removed her skirt. pulling the t shirt over his head he help place her on his table. Slapping his cock against her pussy he then slowly started to enter her. She threw her head back and groaned, he pushed his cock right in so she felt him all. He slowly started to fuck her, her moans were soft.
He started to fuck her harder and harder, her moans changed to screams of pleasure
“Oh fuck yes, fuck me harder, oh god yes”
He was riding her as hard as he could, his frustration slowly leaking out. He pulled out, he knew he was going to cum and he didnt want to do that yet.
“Please keep going, i want you to cum inside me”
He started pumping in and out of her hard, grabbing her hair and pulling her head back, he was being rough and he loved it, her screams showed she did too.
He came inside her with such a force he screamed out, she had a smile on her face and he knew he did too.
Reaching down she placed two fingers inside her glistening pussy, the cum was dripping out and she quickly scooped it up and placed it in her mouth.
“Come with me” he instructed
Leading her out into the garage, he was walking towards the van that was left in that day. Opening the back door he lifted her in, there was cushions on the floor that he left in earlier.
He was still rock hard, even after cumming, she was on all fours, when he placed his cock in her again. He spat on her asshole, forcing his finger inside, she didnt stop him. He rubbed two fingers over her tight asshole before forcing them inside, her groan was pleasurable.
Removing his cock from her pussy, he moved it towards her asshole, slowly he pushed himself in, he never did anal before and it felt good. Her moans were deeper now, a mixture of pleasure and pain. Reaching around he started to rub her pussy.
Pumping insider her asshole and bit harder, her moans getting deeper but louder
“Yeah fuck my tight ass, does that feel good”
Fucking her asshole hard, he was giving her no mercy, her hand moved to his stomach but he forced on and on. He was driving hard, all his cock was disappearing into her ass, his balls smacking against her pussy. She kept calling out, pushing her ass further up in the air so he could get deeper and deeper.
“Fuck im going to cum again” He told her
“Cum on my face”
Pulling out she flipped around so her face was near his cock. He cam all over her face, and she started to lick it up.
Sitting with his wife later that evening he couldnt stop smiling. He knew he wouldnt see Kerry again, he didnt need to, he was going to make things work with Victoria, even if that meant a few hours overtime like today!!!

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Tawni’s Story

This is my first lesbian story. I actually wrote it for a friend that requested a story like this. Have fun rubbing or wanking. And yes, this is a re-post of a story I did on another account, but that account was comprimised, so I am now using this one.

The Neighbor Next Door

It was a regular day I went out for the morning paper when I spotted a new neighbor moving in across the street and what happened next resulted in the most spontaneous sex I ever had.

Desire_(4)

An old poem of mine from 2001. Not intended as a morality tale but simply based on my own experiences. Enjoy and please leave a comment.

My Wife’s Hot Friend

My wife sends me to pick up my son from a friends house. The boys mom, Jenny, makes an unexpected advance and things get hot from there.

Highschool Grade 9 Chapter 1

All people, places, and events in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence.
This is written in first person, not based on true experiences, and if you aren’t an enjoyer of those under the age of 18, then please refrain from rude comments, it’s only a story.
Also, this first installment will contain little to no sexual content, being more of a “romancy” feel, I guess. Setting the mood for later installments, introducing characters, and so on.
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Let’s start at the beginning, when my life had an abrupt turn around, but not in a bad way. I can assure you of that.
I’m not some super hunk, but I’m not that kid that no one wants to go near. Fourteen years old, male, white, I stand at a nice six feet, but I’m a little on the skinny side, only weighing around 130 pounds or so. My hair is a normal brown, that seems to have a mind of it’s own, no matter what, and my eyes are a either blue or gray at any given time, and the color of them changes regularly. I even have braces, but I’ve had those since 5th grade. I have a mild personality, it takes a lot to get to me, and it’s rare that someone manages to even find me in the slightest fit of anger. I’m not athletic, but I have been able to hold my own with the Middle School’s best soccer players back when I was in 7th and 8th grade. I was always good at running, even with the little exercise I did.
The school I attend wasn’t in my hometown, so I don’t really know anyone as well as the rest of them know each other. I’ve been going to that school system for a few years but it takes twice as long to make really good friends, and since I’m shy, exceptionally so, it’s even more difficult. Now, I’m no “shut-in”, but my friends aren’t as close as I’d like them to be.
It’s my freshman year in high school, but I’ve been coming to this school system from three already, and in those years I’ve gotten one title that seems to stick out among the rest, “genius.” I don’t intend to brag, but when you live in a really bad neighborhood, and your parents don’t want you outside a lot, you can’t do that much except for reading. Anyways, I’m considered the “go-to-guy” by a lot of people in my classes for things such as quick help on an assignment, and through this I made the friends I have now.
With this, my story begins.
The cold December air wrapped around me as I slid into the back seat of our car, an old 1996 Jeep that managed to break down every now and then. My hair was still wet from my regular morning shower, and even in the brief seconds between my house and the car, it managed to freeze a little.
“C’mon, old fart, we’ve gotta go.” I said, calling out to my dad, who was regularly late, “School starts in ten minutes and we live twenty minutes away from there!” My dad grunted a response and hurried into his Jeep, pulling out of our gravel driveway and speeding down the road. He called himself a chronic speeder, and I’ll be the first to agree if it’s brought up by anyone else. Our drive was rather uneventful, it consisted of, the asking of what was going on today, a few questions about any tests or quizzes, and then a silent ride listening to talk radio as my dad snaked through traffic with the skill of an ex-deliveryman.
“Jump and roll,” My dad called out as we pulled up to the school, just in the nick of time for the first bell to ring, which signaled for five minutes before classes started. I ran to Chemistry, at the back of the building for some reason, and settled in just as the tardy bell rang. A few people congratulated me on the good timing, since the science teacher wasn’t too good to people that were late, sending them back down to the office right away to sign in for being late to class. And despite that, this class was one of my favorites.
Before I get any further, I’ll tell you now, my mind has been set on a few select girls for quite some time, since 6th or 7th grade, when I was still getting to know people and getting into the groove of things. A new one came along this year in Chemistry, a mixed girl named Sade? She’s a grade ahead of me, but she was a real beauty, in fact all of the girls I had my eyes set on were. Nothing like those stereotypical, “big titted” blondes that made an appearance in almost every porn film. Sade?as probably on the larger side of A-cup breasts, possibly a B-cup, I’m no expert in the ways of telling, and I sure as hell wouldn’t ask a girl out of the blue what her bra size was. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders and curled in an appealing way. She ran track, which was a plus since she had a perfectly flat stomach, and a toned ass that any girl would die to have. Those last few things were revealed by the form fitting shirts and skinny jeans that she almost always wore.
Science itself was rather boring, since I knew most of it anyways, being self taught in most subjects by this time, but being in the same class as Sade?ade it better, since she was a diamond among pearls.
Let’s get back to the story.
As class started, the monotony of the day began to set in until a little lab was prepared by the teacher, its was just mixing some chemicals to see what kind of reaction occurred, what differences were there between the beginning and end products, and so on. Today luck smiled on me as I was paired up with Sade?
“Nice goggles,” I teased as we both pulled on the generic, used by a thousand other students, cleaned by some cabinet that’s against the wall, goggles. You could barely see through them, but teachers, for some reason, decided it was good enough.
“I’d say the same but…” Sade?aughed back, the obvious, playful insult hanging in the air, not needing to be spoken. Her voice rang bells in my head, or so it seemed to me.
“That just hurts,” I returned, feigning sadness, she just laughed more, and nothing much happened after that. A few students broke their test tubes, one spilled a beaker of water, nothing exciting. After Science, next to nothing happened until lunch, as was every other day that had passed so far.
At lunch, I always saw a small girl named Zo? She was one of the girls I’d had my eye on since 7th grade, and for some reason, not many other guys did. Anyways, she was probably one of the few people in this school system that was close to me, not as close as I’d like, but closer than others, and I usually went to her when I had to say something I wouldn’t normally tell anyone. She was fairly quiet, very pale, probably around 5’4”, had light brown hair, and probably one of the cutest things to ever grace this god given planet. I never look for the hot girls, I already know they’re out of my league, and at this particular school, most of them were sluts anyway, and you knew it from the overuse of makeup. But Zo?she didn’t use any, and if she did, it was a very light amount. I’ve already said I was bad at guessing bra sizes, but with her, it just seems that her boobs were on the big side, which only made her even cuter, it gave her the appearance of being ready to fall over at any moment, which she did quite often.
“Can I have a few fries?” She asked in a quiet voice, she was never quite loud enough for me to hear, but by now I was used to this, and nodded agreement, smiling as I got a view down her shirt, which was never a bad thing. She, too, wore the form fitting shirts that seemed to hug her body in just the right places, and even now I could feel my crotch stirring. She looked up at me with green eyes that were pale, just like the rest of her. I couldn’t even consider speaking, lest my tongue fail me. I slid off to my usual table, and she hers, after taking a handful of fries.
I usually sit with a few friends, they’re what most would call “nerdy”, but I, already being the outcast I am, was able to gather a wide variety of friends, or acquaintances, and no one bothered me about. And for the most part, everyone was nice to each other at this school, no real bullying, and if something mean was said, we all took it in stride.
“Dude, why do you let her do that?” Trey asked, he was a decent friend, we had a few classes together this year, and he was pretty cool about anything. I could only shrug in response since, being shy, it’s rather hard to just go, “I like her,” and get on with life.
“Want to trade some fries for a few bites of this?” My friend Parshva asked, he was a Jainist, strictly vegetarian, but he always had a homemade meal, and it was almost always spicy.
“Sure,” I tossed a few fries his way and he pinches out what looks like a sponge ball, dips it some green mixture that gives off the smell of spicy food, and hands it to me. I ate the whole piece at once, and I felt the fire of it as it spread over my tongue and down my throat. “Damn,” I cursed, “that’s fucking spicy.” I held back a cough and did my best not to laugh, but it’s not much use when it’s such a common occurrence now that you just have to laugh. “Give me a warning next time.” I said, glancing over at Zo?s she ate at a table just a few ahead of mine.
After finishing my meal, I met up with Zo?nd a few other friends, all girls, but I kept close to Zo? I had the feeling that they knew I liked her, but I kept quiet about it as I listened to them talk to themselves, adding my two-cents every now and then until the bell rang and the rest of the mindless day wore on.
7th Period rolled around, and with it brought Maddie, best friend of Zo?and my closest friend at this school. She and I had weird talks, drew pictures of things such as five-legged unicorns, and had a fair share of awkward situations. She was tomboyish, had long, blonde hair, shorter than Zo?y about two inches, leaving her at 5’2”, and wasn’t skinny, but wasn’t fat either, it was an overall layer that made her skin look smooth and made her hips and medium-sized breasts appealing to the eyes. We were on opposite sides of the room, but before class started, we always had a short chat, and today’s wasn‘t much of a chat.
“Poopface,” she called out, and immediately I turned my head to respond, which just got laughter from her. There isn’t much you can say to that, but when you have very ticklish friends, it’s suffice to say that revenge is never boring. “Stop,” She said, between fits of giggles that only a girl can manage to have.
“No can do, I’m a poopface,” I said back, renewing my attack as people began to turn away from the scene, it was rather normal for us. The English teacher walked in as the bell rang, and I returned to my seat to listen to her boring, monotonous speech about Jonathan Edwards, who was anything but monotonous. Just as her, shall we call it, “lecture” began, the fire alarm went off. “Damn,” I murmured, much to the chagrin of the super Christian who sat behind me, “it’s cold and they have a fire?” It didn’t matter to me, though, I only thought of more time to screw around, and it was outside.
We filed out in no order, and I kept a slow pace with Maddie, joking around with her all the way outside, and continued to do so even as we stopped to await the tone that signaled to return inside.
“You’re still a poopface,” She said, after we’d gotten to the topic of me tickling her, and yes, she does use this term a lot, it’s who she is, and I don’t mind it.
“You know you love me,” I returned, laughing as she made a face that suggested otherwise. “How can you hate this wonderful piece of art?” Okay, I’ll admit that I’m a fairly conceited. Maddie didn’t help herself when she made a comment about me being one of the ugliest pieces of art she’s ever seen, so I resumed my tickling, which drew the attention on the thousands that were at the school as we stood in the cold December air.
“I’m beating you up tomorrow,” Maddie swore playfully, crossing her heart like a little kid does when they make a promise to someone else. At that point, I’d stopped and was hugging her since she didn’t have a jacket on, and although I don’t want to admit it, a few fantasies about her coming onto me right then and there entered my mind, in the frigid air, just going at it. I hope she didn’t notice my boner poking her in her oh-so-perfect ass.
Nothing exciting happened after this, we were given homework, sent off as the day’s final bell rang, I was taken home and I awaited the arrival of the next day. I played some video games, texted Maddie and Zo?and did as much as any other person would to get the next day to show up.
Friday reared it’s wondrous head this day, despite being around 10 degrees, there was little wind, so it didn’t feel freezing, and I even managed to leave the house early. So far, things were great, and I’d even relieved myself of a few stresses the night before, if you know what I mean. I could feel my crotch stir at the flight of fantasy I’d had during the night, and what a fantasy it was. I’d go into detail, but it’s better left unsaid for now.

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A Quiet Walk in the Country

I don’t live in the big city. “Out in the county” as people around here call it, you can leave your house unlocked and know it safe while you are not there. You can take a walk around the neighborhood at night without fear. There are no gangs. No rapes. The worst crime to be committed in our little village in the last 10 years was when 3 teenage boys broke open a Pepsi machine and emptied the coin box. That’s how it is supposed to be. That’s how it USUALLY is.
I am a 51-year-old Caucasian male. I have never been victim to any crime greater that being shortchanged a quarter at the grocery store. I used to be excellent shape. I was always athletically inclined. I was into karate, bicycling, hiking, horseback riding, archery, baseball, football, basketball (these last 3, playing, not sitting on a couch watching) and still look in good shape for my age.
That was before the arthritis started in my hips. Now my only exercise I get is walking. Any day the weather permits, I walk the quiet little country roads. I walk up one and down another, usually walking a total of about 10 miles during midday. Sometimes, when my hips are feeling young, I’ll walk through one of the wooded areas and take in some nature. This was one such day…
At least, until I came across a group of young men using the woods to have a private party. I approached the group. People around here are friendly. I know most of them after living here the last 25 years anyway. I got a little concerned as I approached and saw well over a dozen Harleys parked in the clearing. Everyone there was wearing a leather with the word “Outlaws” sewn to the back along with some sort of graphic I couldn’t make out. I decided it would be prudent to go around and not make my presence known. I quickly chose a different path. As quickly as my sudden flare up of arthritis would allow anyway.
“Hey Pops! Don’t run away. We won’t bite you. Come join us.”
I told them my arthritis was acting up and I needed to get back to level ground. “Thanks anyway.” I said as I turned and took a step. That is, tried to take a step. My shoelace caught on the fallen branch I was stepping over and I fell to the ground on my right hip, leg bent in a painfully awkward position. Nothing broken or even sprained, but my hips hurt like a motherfucker. Pardon my language, but it hurt worse than any other words could describe. As I tried to get myself up, 2 of the young men came over to help. They seemed very nice.
“Hey old man, if your hip is bothering you, why don’t you party with us ’til it feels better. We got pot, coke, beer, Jack Daniel’s. Something’ll make it feel better. Fuck, one of the guys could even give you a ride home,” said the largest of the group.
As I got closer, I realized the one speaking used to be a neighbor kid. Jamie, Jamie Sheridan. A lot bigger and meaner looking than the last time I saw him. I started to relax a bit, after all, Jamie had always been a good kid. I reminded him of whom I was. Oh, yeah, he remembered. Yeah, I stilled lived in the same house. I relaxed a bit more yet.
No stranger to recreational substances, I partied with the guys. It was far more fun than I thought it’d be! I had a great pot/cocaine/beer buzz going. I was sociable as hell. My hip was feeling much better, but I didn’t feel like leaving.
I should have followed my original instincts.
I was so fucked up, I didn’t even notice how odd my beer had started to taste. These guys were telling stories and I was listening, laughing and just feeling comfortable around them. Too comfortable. I’ll never know what it was that had gone unnoticed in my beer. I just remember getting a hardon that wouldn’t go away. Jamie said something about being horny (fuck, he REALLY had gotten bigger since I last saw him!!). Man I was fucked up. I told him I could use a little sex myself. “That’s good, cause you are about to get plenty of it” Jamie told me.
Jamie stood up, dropped his pants and told me to suck his cock.
“What’re you fuckin’ nuts?” I asked as I backed away from this big, badass bike gang leader. I instinctively took a fighting stance! Thanks, guys for the coke. My hips are feeling pretty spry, and “I’m no fag. I ain’t sucking nobody’s dick! I appreciate the party boys, but I think it is time for me to get going”. As I backed away, my rear foot touched another. I shot a back kick straight up under his chin.
It had started. Before it was over, 6 of those young men would never touch me again, if they survived. Another 4 had breaks of major bones and would no longer be able to fight. The remaining 7 overpowered me. 4 of them held me down, while the remaining 3 took revenge for their “brothers”.
One, seeming to like, or dislike, my face, kicked me in it repeatedly. I didn’t know it at the time, but my lower jaw was broken in 3 places. My right eye socket was crushed, all my front teeth kicked out. My nose broken, pointing to the smashed left cheekbone.
Man #2 has a preference of breaking each rib in 2 places with his cleat covered boot tips, while the last took a hideous pleasure in trying to break my testicles. He said so. I broke his best friend’s pelvis, he was going to break my balls. He ended up getting even for his friend’s pelvis in the process.
As someone lifted me off the ground, I heard Jamie say “All you had to do is suck my cock, well, all my friends too. And take it up the ass by maybe half of them and no one needed to get hurt. We got you horny enough, you’d have had fun at the same time.” I had to admit to myself that as beaten and broken as I was, I was still fucking horny. And the idea of sucking every guy here was starting to sound really good. “Now, you’re gonna do it anyway, but after what you did to my crew, you’ll be lucky to live through it.”
They laid me face down across a big boulder. Someone took of my pants. He gasped as my genitals pulled loose from my underwear, bouncing my agonized balls off the boulder’s surface. The same someone bent each leg and pulled up along the side of the stone. To onlookers, I must’ve appeared to be a jockey riding the big rock in a race. I got pulled forward until my head hung completely.
Once again, Jamie’s voice penetrated my veil of anguish. “Here it comes Pops,” were his words as he grabbed me by the hair and lifted my head until my broken mouth fell open. That close to my face, I was able to make out his cock through my bruised, slit eyelids. It looked very much like my own, making it 6.5-7 inches long, 1.75 or so across. His balls hung higher than mine. The years, and my addiction to binding them tightly, have taken a toll on my sack and its residents.
His cock plunged to its base in one, swift, punishing motion, pressing my already broken nose more flatly against my busted cheekbone. Jamie apparently didn’t need to work up to stride, he hit it right away, pulling back until it almost passed out my lips, only to ferociously pound it back into my nearly toothless ravaged oral cavity against my face so hard as to make it bounce of his pelvis. I try to gag each time he plunges in, but he just pushes harder. His tempo increases with my discomfort.
Soon I feel my mouth drooling frothy saliva, almost gushing as a defense mechanism. Someone off to my left has a hand under my chin and is harvesting the drool. He is using it to lubricate my asshole. Considering his lack of any form of gentleness, I’d guess his only concern is in not friction burning his dick. He harvests saliva several more times before pushing the head of his very hard pecker against my virgin shithole and shoves it straight in as far as it will go. It must not have gone all the way in as he kept pushing and grunting and making me feel as though he is going to tear through me. Out to the tip, for a running start, slam it back in as hard as he could, over and over. The pain was unbearable, I passed out.
Something hot and wet permeating my unconscious drifting. Splashing all over my face. “Bull shit, you’re passing out on us! Fuck you! You beat my boys, some still out of it and you think you’re gonna sleep through your punishment! Wake the fuck up, motherfucker!” Oh God no. Some of them are pissing on my head and face and in my mouth. Something thick in slowly making its way out the corner of my mouth. I move my head. Someone holds my eyelids open and the piss streams get directed to my eyes, making them burn all over.
“Alright, he’s awake. I’m next!” big fatass comes to my face. He backhands me as hard as he could across my face. “Break my arm, willya, pieceashit. I was the one that was gonna give you a ride home, you ungrateful motherfucker. All I wanted in return was a piece of your ass. Now I want a piece of your dick as well”. With that, he pushed the guy that was fucking me completely away. He came out with a very audible “POP!”. Fatass pulled out a butterfly knife. He was so graceful at opening it, I know I either broke the wrong arm, or Fatass was bi-dexterous. Either way, I was not able to prevent him from cutting off my cockhead and rubberbanding it to my face where my nose is supposed to be. And he went to my ass a proceeded to stick his (fortunately for me, shorter) penis in my pooper and fuck me for all he was worth.
Meanwhile, the guy that had been up my ass came to my mouth to finish. Oh yuck. My shit was all over it! Fucking disgusting! I consciously realized at that moment that this guy wasn’t wearing a condom. My disgust didn’t matter a bit to my assailant, he just started fucking my mouth without a care. All 7 healthy attackers and 3 of the wounded ones took turns sadistically raping me from both ends. One of my seriously wounded adversaries gained a measure of consciousness. When asked, he whispered something in Jamie’s ear and died.
“Horse said to stick a JD bottle as far up his ass as we can and beat him until it breaks.”
I tried to move. I was too badly beaten and decades out of peak fighting condition. All I could do is keep lying on here on this boulder while they forced the bottle up my ass. I know they punctured intestine in the process, but that didn’t matter because the beating all that could gave me in the lower back with large branches and bottles did far more damage. The fragmented glass would never come out safely.
They gathered their wounded and bikes and rode off. Before he left, Jamie bent down and said “Gee Mr. Greenlee, all you had to do was give us head and tail. No one needed to get hurt. Let alone die. I always liked you when I was a kid”.
That was the last one was of them. The sun was still up then. Odd, I was feeling so cold before. Now, it is so warm… pleasant… Must be… indian… sum…

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Sailing in Thailand

A 14-year-old Thai boy goes fishing on the boat of a European man and is introduced to nudism. (Please note that English is not my mother tongue.)