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the creators chapter 3 (rewritten)

Authors note: this is the rewrite to chapter 3 sorry about chapter 2 double post. As always this story contains themes some people not like such as young, incest, mind control and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you for reading my series thus far nothing much has changed in this chapter just a few word changes and some extra dialogue. thank you and enjoy and previously stated in the original chapter 3 there will be no sex in this or the next chapter so I can develop my characters and story more.
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CHAPTER 3 rewrite
I woke up the next morning to a soft sort of mewing sound behind me. Groggy but curious I turn my head to see my sister sleeping next to me in bed; I guess she must have sneaked in with me last night while I was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her beautiful sleeping form I slowly slipped out of bed trying as best as I could to not make a lot of noise.
I stripped off my clothes as I got to the bathroom desperately needing a shower after all that happened yesterday I was sweaty sticky and just tense as hell. I started up the shower waiting a few moments for the water to heat up. when it was finally ready I stepped in and felt the warm water run along my body slowly waking me up from my stiff zombie like state. As I stood there I thought about the past two days and all the events that had happened. The car, me and sis ending up together, the floating bottles the man who claims to be my father and claims I have powers of my own, the doctors and the doctor with the missing eye who I refer to as the white Russian and my escape from the hospital.
All the stress had hit me like a brick I fell to the floor of the shower from the stress the past two days I didn’t have time to think about what was going on it just happened but here I had all the time in the world to think. I began to worry as thoughts flew through my brain a mile a minute “ The doctors have my address they have to there’s no way I could have been admitted to the hospital last night without my mother filling it out. They’ll come for me and my family to get me wont they and they’ll also…” my mind kept shooting out worry after worry.
After I pulled myself off the floor and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and draped the towel around my waist as I walked over to my room to get dressed. When I entered my room my sister was no longer there asleep on my bed. “ huh she must have gotten up and went back to her room” I said to myself. Just then I noticed a little note on my pillow kinda like they leave in hotels. I thought maybe it was something cute my sister set but as I read it I realized it was the exact opposite of my cute angel of a sister and more like the devil of the man from yesterday. The man I wont ever recognize as my father.
The letter stated:
“Hey kid thought I surprise you with this letter but I’m guessing your just getting angry ahahaha” not kidding he really wrote “ahahaha” “ I noticed your little brain over there working overtime with worry so to burn out your fears I went a head and deleted all known information on you throughout the entire hospitals networks I even went as far as to erase a few doctors memories but I might have gone a bit far with that one now those poor poor doctors don’t even remember they have a family to go home to hahaha” seriously he wrote the laughing. “just remember don’t be getting to emotional there you might just blow up literally! I must go now bye~~~”
“asshole” I muttered under my breath when suddenly more words started to fade onto the paper.
“P.S. I sent you a little gift it should be there shortly” and that was all it said I wondered about the “gift” he sent I had a feeling it will be dangerous, but I did finally calm down my worries slipped off of me as I read the note; the feeling of knowing my family was safe was a huge weight off my shoulders.
I walked out to the bedroom hallway which immediately connected to the kitchen as I stepped into the kitchen I saw my mother leaning over the sink doing the dishes with an odd sort of beautiful finesse. the light from the kitchen window illuminating her beautiful face. Strands of hair draping down the side of her face just for her to reach back and tuck it behind her ear. I just don’t know what it is about women that makes there every action so perfect and beautiful totally lost in her image for the moment forgetting about where I was momentarily.
As I came out of my trance from my mother I gave a weak “m-mom” she heard me luckily and turned my way.
“oh sorry honey I didn’t see you there give me just one minute” she said while turning off the sink and drying her hands.
She hopped over to me and gave me a hug like usual, and as usual her face pressing right into my crotch but the look on her face seem to say she didn’t even notice. She had a big grin on her face as she asked me “do you need something sweety?”
“yeah actually mom I want to know what happened with my father.” I said with a stern strait face as I looked her in the eyes.
She visibly took a step back by this question “Y-your father!? Sweety why would you wanna know about that?”
“i just think its time for me to hear about what happened it’s alright if you don’t wanna tell me though”
she was quiet for a few minutes then suddenly sighed “i guess I would have to tell you one of these days why not today then I guess”
“are you sure I know it must be hard to talk about it”.
“no its fine I knew this would happen someday I just wasn’t expecting today”
I nod my head letting her know I understand and she takes her time trying to figure out the words she wants to say.
“I’m sure you know about the base details of it like the fact that when I was 8 years old I met a man and some say he raped me I still don’t to this day but we did have sex and I was impregnated by this man and gave birth to you and your sister. I’m sure you know all this already correct?”
“yes I do” I simply stated
“well there’s a bit more to the story than just the base facts to this story. On the day that I met your father it was a bright and sunny day in spring the birds chirping the bugs humming along and I was none the wiser about the world. I was walking home from school that day when suddenly it felt like something was calling to me. My body on its own began to move to god knows
where.
When I finally stopped moving I don’t remember the name of the place but it was this old motel the place looked like it hadn’t been clean in years the floors were this disgusting mix of yellow tiles and mold in fact I think every wall of the place had mold on it.
As I stood there unable to move I felt a hand on my shoulder I tried to look but my head was stuck in place all I could see was what I later figured out to be a trench coat my body suddenly started moving along with him as we walked up to the counter.
“i would like to order a room for one night for me and my daughter” the man said to the clerk.
I stood there unable to speak only nod as the clerk looked over the counter to see me. As we entered the room I felt even more fear flow through my body at the thought that I didn’t know what the man wanted to do. I started shaking in fear then he knelt down and that’s when I saw your fathers face. The best way to describe your father would be that he looked young but had a thick face but was pretty skinny his hair and beard were both bright orange and he looked very dirty almost like he had been in a fight or was rolling around in mud for days strait he wore a long trench coat that looked worn and old like as if had it for a while. He had tears running down his face and he was apologizing profusely saying things like “I’m sorry this has to be done please forgive me” over and over again while moving me over to the hotel bed. I knew at this point your father wasn’t a bad person. He then proceeded to have intercourse with me.
When he finished he left the room still apologizing just as much even more actually and then he was gone. Jump to nine months later and there you guys are being born, the happiest day of my life.
Once everybody had left the room that’s when I saw your father a second time.
“wait dad was in the hospital with you!?” I said shocked at this
“yup he came right over and sat down next to me he was quiet for the longest time as he tried to think of the words to say then guess what”
“what?” I asked curiously
“out of nowhere you started crying in my arms you actually got your father to smile and made us both laugh”
“hes got a good voice I can tell he’ll be a fine man someday” your father said very proudly
“look I wanted to apologize for putting this heavy burden on you I know right now you wont understand but in the future there will be things to happen some behind the shadows but many out open to the world for all to see and our son will be there to guide it all this great change to the world I can feel it” he smiled while wiping a tear from his eyes “just one more thing” I looked at him curiously “what?”
“may I please have a picture with my kids”
“and that’s how my story ends please excuse me for a bit I’m just getting emotional nothing to worry about.”
I let mom walk away I knew she would be fine shes strong. I had a lot to think about now the man she described in the story sounds nothing like the man I met they sound like polar opposites to be honest. I decided worrying wouldn’t help right now and that I should just relax. I sat down on my couch and started watching an episode of an anime called sword art online on my T.V. When about halfway through the episode I hear a knock at the door.
I slowly opened the door revealing a fiery beauty at my door and man she was hot. Think my tongue fell out of my jaw. She was this short redheaded girl bright red almost like a fire. her face was round and she wore heavy eye liner just the right amount to make her look incredible. then her body My god her body her ass was amazing I could already tell just by looking at her front, and her tits they were amazing I gotta say E’s at least she was wearing these tight jeans and an equally tight black tank top that complimented her huge breasts nicely its like she left home this morning and made sure that every man she walked by had an instant hard-on.
By the time I realized I was staring to much I readjusted my self and held out my hand “hi I’m Ale…” she walked right past me ignoring me completely as she sat down on my couch. I was surprised to say the least I mean she just walked into my house and sat down on my couch like it was nothing.
“Awesome! I love SAO” she said as if she didn’t just barge in here but honestly I wasn’t complaining.
Its not every day you got a hot girl on you couch watching anime. I move behind her just as the episode ends and clear my throat loudly. She turns around and stares at me intensely “yeah what do ya want” she says with a temper.
“What do you mean what do I want you enter my house, watch my anime so I’d really like to know why your here” I said starting to get angry myself.
“your old man sent me” she said making me have even more questions.
“what do you mean he sent you?”
“didn’t you get the note he said he would tell you I was coming”
all the note said was a gift was coming… wait a second does he mean her! Shes the gift!
“why would he send you for what reason?”
“fer god sakes you’re loud shut up for a sec god damn he sent me cause I’m supposed to train you” she said while scratching the back of her head in an annoyed manner.
“train me? Train me in what?”
“magic dumb ass what else would there be? cause he obviously didn’t train you in fashion sense” she said while looking over my closes which was just an outfit I threw together at the last moment. I felt myself getting more angry at her here she comes barging in sits on my couch and then starts critiquing me on my fashion.
“magic? What magic?” I said while remembering the time in the hospital with that man when he stopped all my movements completely.
“ugh do you ever shut up you’re given me a headache goddamn it I know what kid of training you need !” she flick up her hand and out of nowhere a pencil flew up into the air and then suddenly flew at my head .I quickly dodged it before it hit me, and when I looked back half the pencil was imbedded deep in the wall.
“H-HOLY SHIT!! Jesus lady you trying to kill me. for fucks sake how the fuck did you do that” I screamed
“like I said with MAGIC retard you know for someone who’s race is the strongest there is you sure don’t know shit”

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Don’t Avoid Daddy

This is my first story. I’ve never written about any of my encounters before, until recently when I’ve been wanting to re-live them in my head. I thought it would be an interesting story. Any feedback would be appreciated. Enjoy :]
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It feels like I haven’t been used in ages. I’m too much of a scared sissy. I find guys from all over, talk, email, text sometimes. But when it really comes down to it I get too scared. I’ve been with this guy before, his cock is soda can thick and he’s really rough. The day after my first encounter with him, I literally couldn’t walk properly or sit down comfortably. It’s exactly what I look for in a guy. Tall, muscular, dominant, big cock. Lately though, I’ve been dodging him. We agreed to meet this one time two weeks ago, I was really horny and constantly emailed him throughout the week. But when the night to meet him came, I chickened out. Scared he would fuck me too hard the next time we’d meet, I kept dodging him, giving him excuse after excuse… until tonight. I just can’t take it. I need him, someone, anyone to put me in my place and make me feel like the little girl I am. And he’s always available. Especially for his little Filipina hoe.
So here I am, waiting in my car for his call. I’m sitting in the back seat wearing a yellow polka-dot thong, frilly black fishnets, clear platform high heels, and a little black dress. I start to rub my little clit thinking about what is going to happen to me tonight. In my head I keep replaying a scene of me getting pummeled from behind by his big black cock, loving every second of it, telling him to rape me harder as I take it deep in my ass like a good girl. I start stroking, edging myself and then stopping. I do this a couple of times as doubt starts to fill my head. Is he going to come? I think to myself.
I get really sad in my head and begin to ask myself questions like, “Why am I such a stupid bitch, no one wants to use my worthless asshole.”
I start thinking crazy thoughts, like just walking on the streets in my skimpy outfit until someone picks me up and really rapes me. Until finally, I receive a text from him.
“Come to front of door now and wait there.”
My face lightens up as I hop out of my car and run in my heels towards the door waiting for him, fixing myself up and hiding my little clit, tucking it under my sexy thong. I feel a cool breeze brush between my tall slender smooth legs and realize how exposed I am standing out here in the open, looking like a call girl at this man’s doorstep. I hear footsteps on the other side of the door as he opens it. I try not to make eye contact with him as not to be disrespectful. Maybe it’s the Asian influence I grew up with, never looking directly at your elders or maybe I’m just a submissive slut. He opens the door slightly stepping one foot outside as his hand starts to reach behind me. I feel his big rough hand grab my fat bubble butt. He smacks it as I stumble on my heels but grabs me by the neck to help me balance myself.
Wringing my neck he pulls me towards him, “You actually decided to show, you’re a naughty little chink.”
I nod, my little clit already hardening. “Yes sir, I’m sorry, I’m here now to service you.” I whisper.
He tells me to go upstairs. I walk as he follows, I can tell he’s looking up my dress, staring at my little bubble butt and the thong that’s wedged between my Filipina ass cheeks. When I get to the room I see a bunch of toys on the bed, belts, a blindfold, and cameras set up…. My heart sinks into my stomach as I take off my coat. Standing there in just my skimpy outfit legs crossed, I await his instruction.
He closes the door behind him and locks it, turns around and sees his little chink whore standing at attention. I keep my eyes glued to the floor, but I can feel his searching me, hearing him lick his lips as my legs begin to shake nervously. I can picture what he sees. Just a worthless, weak, little sissy Asian boy in a tight dress that likes being bossed around and treated like a whore. But it’s turning him on more than any other girl he’s been with. Sure he loves making bitches submit, but when that bitch has something between his legs, when that someone he’s dominating should have been a man but is rather an effeminate little boy, it makes his blood boil and makes him uncontrollable.
He circles around me then grabs me by the neck, his huge hand enveloping my neck as I feel his other hand grab my tiny crotch. He pulls my thong to the side and he starts playing with my little clit between his thumb and index finger. I moan as he manhandles me, it turns me on so much my little clit begins to swell. His grip on my neck tightens; he then throws me on the bed my ass popping out of my tight dress.
“Head off the bed” he says to me, as I crawl to the edge, lying on my back.
I see him fixing something on his camera and then he comes back towards me blindfold in hand. He stands towering in front of me as he drops his pants and his fat 10 inch cock slaps against my face.
“Suck it you little faggot” he says as I grab his thick cock and place it at the opening of my mouth.
Barely able to fit the head of his cock in my mouth I try to please this meaty rod with my tiny mouth.
“Good slut, suck that cock your stupid whore”
I feel him reaching and pulling my dress up as he sees my fully erect tiny clit pulsating as his hips grind his huge cock into my mouth. Each time he tries to thrust his dick into my mouth, face fucking me, my little clit twitches. He puts the blindfold around my head and begins to tie it. I start to breathe heavier, my clit getting harder as he places his cock back into my mouth. I feel him grabbing my little clit as he chuckles.
“What a tiny little cock you have. I shouldn’t even call it a cock it’s so fucking small.” he smacks it lightly, as I twitch. “You shouldn’t be considered a man, you disgrace men. All you’re good for is this dirty fucking hole.”
He says to me spanking the side of my ass cheeks. His words get me turned on even more and all of a sudden I hear a buzzing. I feel him attach something vibrating to my little clit. It surrounds my clit and vibrates right on the head of my cock, as I’m filled with ecstasy. I start moaning, sucking his cock harder and longer. He retaliates at my willingness to serve, as he starts to fuck my mouth harder. I feel him grab my neck and starts pumping in and out of my throat. He slides his cock halfway in and holds it there as I start to choke. He pulls back out and slaps me across the face.
“Take my cock you brown bitch” he says putting his cock back into my mouth and pushing it 3/4s its way in.
I gag several times and every time I gag he smacks my face. He clenches my nose shut and starts getting a faster rhythm going in his thrusts. I feel like my mouth has become a pussy for him to rape as he grabs both sides of my face and begins fucking my mouth. The vibrator on my clit starts to push me to the edge, I feel myself letting go, this feeling that I was holding in from the beginning.
“I can’t be cumming yet!” I thought to myself.
I try to tell him to take it off but everything he hears is muffled.
“Shut the fuck up and take this cock, stupid chink bitch!”
I try to push him away, he sees my body squirming, but it’s too late. Streams of cum shoot across the bed, on my dress, my legs, and my face. I had been edging myself for so long, I had such a huge load built up, almost a weeks worth of cum exploding from my little clit. I must of shot 10 streams of cum all over myself as my masters voice becomes excited.
“Holy shit bitch! You’re one dirty fucking whore. Can’t hold it back, huh?”
He belittles me. I lay there blindfolded, with cum all over myself, panting and gasping hard.
“Hold still.”
I hear a snap and flash.
“He’s taking pictures of me.”, I say in my head.
Reality hits me hard. I’m not a very experienced CD, so when I cum once, I get snapped out of my slutty alter ego.
He leans close to me, I can feel his breath against my shoulder as he whispers, “I’m going to fuck your little ass so hard now.”
I can tell he has a smirk on his face when he said that.
“Turn around ass in the air, now.”
“Mast-” I try to say.
“Shut the fuck up bitch, did I ask you to talk?”
I slowly and reluctantly get on my hands and knees.
I hear him take a belt, “Face on the mattress, put your hands behind your back.”
I comply, as he can clearly see my erection is no longer there, just my limp little clit. He takes my forearms and ties them together. I hear him pop a cap open as he pours lube all over my little asshole.
He leans over me and whispers, “I’m gonna stretch your little Chinese asshole, you’re my bitch, and I’m gonna fuck you till you beg me to stop.”
Fear comes over me as I scream, “Please daddy! I don’t think I want to do this anymore! Please can I go home?!”
I just hear silence, then out of nowhere I feel a burning smack against my ass as I feel him bury his cock in my raw tight asshole. I feel all 10 inches slide through my clenched butt cheeks. I feel a tear as I shriek in pain. My back and ass buckle as I go from my knees onto my belly, he comes down with me pinning me down against the bed with all his weight. 250lbs of black muscle pinning down my pathetic 130 lbs tiny brown body. I almost pass out from the pain as tears stream down my eyes.
I scream, “I’M SORRY MASTER! PLEASE TAKE IT OUT, YOU’RE GOING TO KILL ME!”
I hear him chuckle as he pulls out of my ass. I feel some liquid running down my thigh, as he turns me around and shoves his cock in my mouth. A combination of shit and blood fills my mouth while he cleans his dirty cock with the inside of my mouth. He smacks me hard in the face as tears seep through my blindfold. I feel him take my cum covered panties from my leg and hear him rip some masking tape.
“I’ll show you to talk back to me.”
“No ple-” he shoves my panties in my mouth and tapes it over my mouth.
He smacks me again “Scream through that bitch.”
He keeps me on my back, the pressure against my forearms. I feel him spread my legs kneeling between them. He grabs me by my ankles and bends them behind my head. I feel so exposed in this position. My bleeding asshole exposed for him to use as he pleases. I hear another snap, as he takes a picture of my ripped ass-pussy. He drops the camera on the bed and places his cock between my filipina ass cheeks. I try to scream for him to stop but to no avail. With one of my legs against his shoulder and the other one in his hand he starts to pry my asshole open once again with his fat black cock. I moan as it slides through my already broken asshole. I clench against my invader but it just hurts even more arousing him. He starts to rub my limp little cock in his hand as he begins pumping in and out of me.
“That’s right bitch, this asshole belongs to me, this little body is my property and you’re my fucking slave.”
I shake my head, not wanting anymore. As he smacks me across the face.
“Nod your head bitch, you belong to black cock, right?!”
He smacks me again but I don’t respond. He then places both my legs on his shoulders and raises his hips. He wraps both hands around my neck as he starts fucking me harder without mercy. Choking the life out of me like a doll as he thrusts his hips in and out of my gaping rectum. The sound of his balls slapping against my ass cheeks fills the room.
“You better fucking agree with me you stupid chink dog.”
He starts gripping harder around my neck as I start to get light headed. It seems as if my dismay arouses him, as what feels like his now 11 inch cock starts raping my little Filipina asshole. The whole length of it slides out and slams back it. He smacks me again with his other hand while he chokes me. The blood excreting from my asshole acts as lube to fuel his assault. He pulls all the way out and makes me feel how wide my ass is gaping. It gapes so long and wide that it fills with air as his cock rams over and over into it. Each long stroke causes my asshole to queef loud while he buries his meat in me. I’m embarrassed at the sound but all my mind is focused on right now is trying to cope with the pain. I can hear his breathing start to pick up as his thrusts get faster. It sounds like an untamed wild animal is having his way with me. He loosens a bit on my neck by removing one of his hands but begins smacking my face constantly as he doubles his efforts on my torn asshole.
“You filthy fucking pig, you belong to me, don’t fucking forget it!”
I nod my head fast wanting it to be over.
I moan through my gag, “yes! OK!”
I stop fighting back and stop clenching as he continues his attack on my ass. I lay there limp, submitting, just taking his cock into my hole. My heels flail in the air above his head while he viciously rapes me.
I try to withhold all the pain I’m feeling and keep telling myself, “it’s almost over, it’s almost over.”
Little do I know his onslaught is just beginning. I feel him hock and spit on my face as he slaps my cheek hard. His warm, thick spit slide down my neck. I begin to tear, feeling so disgusted with myself.
“You know what.” he says as he rips off my gag and rubs my used panties in my face.
I gasp for air smelling the soiled thong rubbing against my face.
“I want to hear you scream and beg for me to stop.”
His long thick cock slides out of my aching rectum as I feel him kneel, straddling my chest. He grabs me by the hair and rams his bloody, shit covered cock into my mouth. The taste is almost unbearable as he starts raping my unwilling throat. I gag hard on it, unable to push his heavy body away from me. He starts fucking my face harder while sitting on my chest, my hands and arms cramping behind my back. I feel them losing circulation as they’re pinned behind me. He begins hitting my gag reflex consistently as his thick cock forces its way down my throat. I take his onslaught of throat fucks but gag too hard and begin to throw up while his cock is deep in my throat. He feels warm vomit surround his cock in my throat as he pulls out quickly. The act of him pulling out causes me to throw up even more on the bed I’m laying on I feel it sliding down the side of my neck, coughing hard, tears running down my cheek as I do.
“You fucking dirty pig!”
I feel a hard smack against the side of my head, hitting my ear as I hear a sharp ringing noise.
I feel it again, this time even harder, almost like a punch, as I plead.
“Please master! I’m sorry! Don’t hurt me please!” I say coughing and crying, vomit running down the side of my mouth.
He grabs me by the throat, picks me up on my knees, and turns me around. He removes the belt from my forearms as my bruised limbs fall to my sides. I think to myself, is it over? He’s finally done! Thank god!
He then pushes my head down, “Grab your ankles.”
“Please, I beg you daddy…” A hiccup in my voice from me crying. “No more, please! You’re really hurting me.”
“If you fucking move, I’m going to keep you here all night bitch.”
He yells at me. As I freeze motionless, with my head to the bed and my poor abused ass in the air. I feel it gaping wide, as I hear him searching through bags. He finds it, something metal, clinging, as he walks with it. He grabs my wrist and wraps it around. “It’s a handcuff” I say to myself, realizing my plea was unheard. He cuffs my right wrist to my right ankle and my left wrist to my left ankle, my chest pushing on top of my knees.
“You’re fucking filthy, look what you did to my bed.” He rips my blindfold off as I clench my eyes shut. Slowly opening them and observing my surroundings. Everything around me disheveled and turned upside down, me in the middle of it all. And right next to my head, the puddle of puke. The sight of it makes the stench all the more putrid as I turn my head the other way, not wanting to see or smell it. I feel a hard lash on my ass, as I look behind me seeing my master with a belt in his hand.
“You’re going to clean that up, dog.” He whips my ass hard again; I immediately feel the welt starting to form where his leather strap met my ass. I cringe in pain. He places his cock at the entrance of my beaten and bruised asshole.
“Yes daddy, I promise I’ll clean it up right away! Please don-”
He grabs me by my hair and before I could finish my sentence, shoves my face into my puke, as I feel him lean forward and ram his cock deep into my blood crusted asshole. I shriek in disbelief and agony as he rubs my face in the regurgitated mess I made.
“NOO!! STOP!! PLEASE!!”
My screams muffled from the vomit covered bed sheets entering my mouth. I close my mouth shut when he directs my head facing straight down into the mattress but scream when he pushes the side of my head into it.
“Mmmmm beg me to stop you dirty chink faggot, I know you love it, you love being degraded like a little bitch!” he screams at me. “You’re a dumb little brown dog, you deserve this! You belong to me and only me! Don’t you? Whose dog are you?”
All that he hears in return are the dampened cries and moans coming from under him. He takes his belt and whips me three times extremely hard. One on each cheek and one against the back of my dress.
“You better fucking respond to me dog, otherwise this is going to go on all night!” He flogs me again five times hard and fast against my back.
“I’M YOUR DOG! I’M YOUR SLAVE, MASTER! PLEASE STOP!”
He grinds his hips harder and harder against my ass, smacking his hips against my welt covered fat ass cheeks. The sound of his balls smacking against my tiny sack are mixed with his screams. It’s as if my clit is getting smaller and smaller from all the abuse I’m going through. My tiny little cock retreats into my body just as any bit of masculinity left in me is being pounded by my big black master. I feel it pathetically dangling between my legs as he fucks me like a dog. He wraps his belt around my neck holding it like a leash, picking my violated face up from the vomit.
“That’s a good dog, if only you could see how filthy you look right now.” he says, tightening the belt around my neck. “Bark for me you little bitch.” I feel him reach under me grabbing my balls and cock in his huge paws, suffocating them to the point where it feels like I don’t even have any male genitalia at all. “BARK!”
“Please don’t make me do that!” I feignedly whisper like a little girl. His grip on my little cock and balls is so emasculating. He squeezes harder.
“BARK like the worthless fucking animal you are whore!” He says punching the back of my head.
“MASTER! YOU’RE HURTING ME!!” His pace starts picking up as he starts smacking my body all over. My thighs, my back, my ass, my head. “BARK! BARK YOU FUCKING DOG!”
I embarrassingly muster up my voice. “woof!” I let out.
“LOUDER YOU DUMB CUNT, WHO’S BITCH ARE YOU!?”
“WOOF WOOF!” I shout at him! Disgusted and humiliated.
“Who do you belong to you stupid dog?” he starts cradling my balls again stroking my cock.
“You..I belong to you master..”
I wince as he chuckles, grabbing the belt around my neck and jerking it back so my face is up. I scan the room with my blurry vision and notice I’m staring straight into a rolling camera lens. Immediately a tear runs down from my eye, realizing the humiliation that was just captured. Here I am, a delicate, effeminate little Filipina boy dressed in 4 inch heels a skin tight and torn black dress that’s hugging my bruised and welted body, looking straight into the camera with my vomit smearing my make up, bent over wrists cuffed to my ankles, barking like a stupid dog while this monstrous, muscular, dominantly superior black sadist shoves his thick raw cock deep into my bowels while he uses the belt around my neck like a rein pulling me onto his dick, spearing me against him, over and over… and over.
He realizes I’ve seen the camera and begins to taunt me. “Aww poor little doggy doesn’t like the camera?!” He tugs on the belt harder as he smacks my ass.
“Say hi to the camera you worthless bitch toy” He yells, grabbing my ass. I feel his pace start to quicken. Balls deep in me he starts sliding only half way out and then slamming his black meat into me. I hear him breathing harder and faster as his grip on the leash becomes tighter. I feel an indent of the belt buckle start to take form against my neck. I gasp for air as my trachea tightens up. I feel him start reaching down to discover something equally shocking to him and I.
“Your little clit is HARD?!” He grips my erect cock in his hand and starts stroking.
No this can’t be!? I think to myself. Why am I hard right now?!
“So you like this type of abuse you Filipina cum bucket, you like barking like a stupid bitch dog?!” He starts choking me harder as he slaps my face. His pace quickens and his attack on my ass continues, but with a renewed energy. My master rarely likes when I’m enjoying what should be a punishment. The hard cock in his hand is just telling him to abuse me more violently now, both he and I know it. All I can do is close my eyes in shame. How can I be enjoying this treatment?!
“No response?! Then I might as well choke you out if you aren’t going to respond to me! I might as well be fucking your unconscious piece of shit body!”
He loops the belt once more around my neck and pulls hard, jerking my head back and depriving me of air. He softly but quickly strokes my rock hard cock, fucking my ass relentlessly. As he tightens his grip on my neck it’s as if I get hornier. Dear god! I say to myself. I can’t let him choke me out! I can’t! God knows what he’ll do with my body if I’m unconscious. But at the same time I don’t want him to stop. I feel like I’m going to explode for a second time. What was once an unbearable burning in my anus has now turned into an unfulfilling hunger for him to tear me in two. The harder he pounds into me the more I stick my ass out. I wish my hands weren’t cuffed to my ankles so I could spread my welted ass cheeks for him.
The air in my lungs is nearly gone as I feel my climax start to cum. Just a little more, I think to myself. It feels like the whole length of his shaft is sliding against my prostate. Please keep going! I say in my head, please! Then out of nowhere he lets go of my cock, pulls his 11 inch monster straight out of my body, and pushes me against the bed. He unlocks the cuffs from my ankles. He unravels the belt from my neck, replaces it with his hand, picks me up with only my neck and pushes me against the headboard.
“You think I’m gonna let you cum that easily you disgusting horny little faggot?” He smacks my face as he looks at me. He smacks my rock hard cock twice, the second one hitting my balls as I flinch.
“LOOK AT ME BITCH!” My eyes slowly lock onto his. I can feel him seeing through me, knowing exactly what I need and how I’ll do anything for it.
“Do you want to cum you little slut?!” He smacks my face again.
“Yes daddy!” I beg.
“You have to beg better than that you dirty fucking cum slut!” He smacks my face extremely hard. I feel a welt in the shape of his hand forming against my face.
“PLEASE FUCK ME DADDY!” He smacks me again right on the same spot, pulls my head closer to his face and looks into me with an intensely dominant stare. He looks at me like as he would a dog, a worthless animal, an object for his pleasure only. He lightly punches me in the gut as I feel the wind being knocked out of me.
“BEG BETTER THAN THAT BITCH! TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!” He backhands me across my face twice. I feel like his human punching bag, used to take his beatings, an object for him to express his anger on. He starts slapping me all over, one after another, my face, my thighs, my ass, my clit, one after another after another. Each time he hits me I scream in pain… and pleasure. It feels so good when he smacks me. It’s making my cock harder than I could imagine. I’m such a sadistic fucking whore! I tell myself. Look at me about to cum from daddy just abusing me, not even fucking me.
“YES DADDY HIT ME! ABUSE ME! RAPE ME! ANYTHING DADDY!” I yell, fully submitting to his violent treatment.
“Are you going to be a good dirty chink for daddy?” He says staring at me.
“Yes daddy! I’m your slave!”
“You’re my worthless doggy slave right bitch?”
“Yes sir!”
“Bark for me.” He says, grabbing the belt again and wrapping it around my neck.
“WOOF WOOF! WOOF WOOF!” I howl.
“Good doggy! Good. Let’s get you cleaned up.” He says lifting my dirty face by my chin with his finger. He drags me off the bed by my leash, leading me outside of the room. My rock hard cock stiffly wags between my legs as I crawl on all fours behind him. I feel so sexy in this position; I wag my ass side to side like a happy dog about to get a treat. We get to the bathroom, he kicks open the door and leads me inside. The tiles on the floor are cool to the touch against my raw skin. He grabs me by the hair and stands me up on my heels, slowly sits down on the covered toilet seat and looks down at my dangling little clit. He pulls my head closer to his causing me to bend over a little as he grabs my sack and clit in his hand.
“What is this whore?” I flinch as he squeezes my pathetic crotch, the sound of my heels clicking against the floor as I stumble.
“I-It’s my clit sir.”
“You sure this isn’t a pathetic looking little Asian cock?” He smacks my face still grabbing tightly around the base of my cock as well as under my balls. It feels like he wants to cut the circulation off on my clit.
“No daddy! It’s a clit!”
“I thought you were a little Asian boy that likes playing dress up?” He says condescendingly.
“No daddy, I’m not, I mean-”
“Oh that’s right, you’re not a man are you? Nowhere fucking near considered male. RIGHT?!” He smacks me again and stares deep into my eyes.
“No daddy! I’m a worthless bitch!”
“Good girl…You’re just a stupid sissy cocksucking Filipina FAGGOT!”
He tightens the belt, the buckle digging into the back of my neck as he pushes me down, laying me across his lap. My cuffs click against the tile, the front of my platforms scratch against the floor. He bunches the belt and my hair in his left hand as he smacks my brown ass with his right.
“Say it you piece of shit!” He orders spanking my ass again. His hand is so big when he spanks me he hits both my ass cheeks.
“I’m a cocksucking faggot!” I whine.
“What else bitch?!” He smacks me harder, grabbing one of my ass cheeks tightly and pulling it apart so my used asshole gapes open.
“I’m a stupid filipina dog!”
“Good girl..”
He spanks me 4 times consecutively on my ass as I wince in pain and pleasure. He feels my hard cock rubbing against his thigh.
“What do you want sissy fag?”
“I-I want your cock in my ass…” I say shaking.
He pulls me up on my heels again this time facing away from him.
“Touch your toes.”
I comply, bending over and grabbing my heels so that my ass is in full view for my daddy. I hear him lick his lips as he grabs both my asscheeks, pulling them apart and smacking my ass. Looking between my own legs I see his thick black cock hanging between his legs semi-erect. My mouth starts to water just looking at his cock.
“Bounce your ass hoe, dance for daddy.”
He demands as my eyes light up. I love shaking my booty for men; it makes me feel like a sexy stripper. I bend my legs, still holding my heels, and jiggle my ass for him, making my ass clap as he leans back, grabs his cock and watches his little slut perform. He takes his phone on the counter and starts to play dirty hip-hop music to get me more into the mood. I straighten up wiggling my ass and thighs for him, placing my hands on the wall in front of me and arching my back. He’ll grab my ass here and there as I dance for him. I leave one hand on the wall, my other hand reaching under me and grabbing my little cock. I push my clit and balls behind my legs and squeeze my thighs together. I raise my ass up and down, my clit dangling behind me. My face leaning against the wall, I reach behind me and pull my ass apart so he has view of my inviting gaped hole.
“Mmm you’re a nasty slut.” He says spitting inside my ass. I squeeze it out as it runs down my leg.
“Yes daddy, I’m your nasty slut.” I say rubbing his cock in between my ass cheeks.
“Shake your ass while my dick is in you bitch”. He says pushing down on my lower back while his cock slithers its way back into my anal passage. I feel every inch of his long cock sliding into me as I wiggle my ass onto his thick meat. I grind my butt onto his lap. His cock feels so long like it’s in my stomach. He grabs my hair as I spread my legs, straddling his crotch while I ride his cock like a cowgirl. Even if I stand all the way up the head of his cock would still be inside of my ass. I look up at the mirror in front of me. Looking at my slutty little body ride my big black daddy cock, my clit twitching each time my asshole stretches to the base of his cock.
“You want daddies cum, whore?”
“Yes daddy! I want your cum so bad.” I moan riding him harder.
“Where do you want it?”
“I want it everywhere daddy, in my ass, my face, my mouth… please!”
“If you want it you do as I say, alright you sissy bitch?” He says pulling on my leash, making turning my neck so he can see my face.
I look into his eyes saying,
“Yes sir, anything.”
He pulls me off his cock and pushes me on the floor. He grabs me by my cuffs and wraps them around the toilet bowl, locking them together behind the seat leaving me facing the toilet seat, hugging it, waiting for what he’ll do to me next. I kneel there as he spanks my ass. I arch my back and stick out my eager bum. He kneels behind and spits at my asshole and drives his cock into me once again. I hug the toilet harder, feeling my tightening asshole grip his thick member. Soon the opening of my stretched hole reaches the base of his cock. He leaves it deep in me as he grinds his cock, circling it inside of me. His warm cock touches every centimeter of the inside of my rectum as I moan loud for him. His big manly balls rub against my hairless pitiful sack. He gently slides ten inches of his cock out of my ass leaving the head of his cock prying me open, then, using my leash as a rein, forcibly slams his whole length back inside. I scream like a little girl as he does this continually for five minutes, each time quickening the pace between thrusts.
“You like that you dirty bitch?” He yells, slapping the back of my head.
“Yes sir! I love it! I’m such a dirty girl!” I scream. Already my asshole feels dry from all the hard, long thrusts he plows on me. At this point my asshole feels like its being pushed and pulled by the friction of his cock. But it feels so good. He slaps the side of my face hard.
“You ARE a dirty cunt, there’s still vomit of your stupid face. Let’s fix that.”
He says lifting the toilet seat, grabbing me by my hair, and dunking my face into the toilet water. He puts pressure on the back of my head wanting to leave my face submerged in the filthy water. I scream into the pipes, my eyes sealed shut, as I grasp the toilet intensely. I feel him starts to fuck me harder almost lifting my knees off the ground as he lunges his hips into my backside. My breath starts to leave me and soon I feel like I’m choking as I try to lift my head up. He continues to push my head down as I swallow toilet water. If not for the huge cock assaulting my anus I would be scared to death, disgusted and completely turned off. But as his cock slams into me I feel my own hardened clit being smacked by his balls. Finally he lifts my head out of the water as I gasp for air. The toilet water runs down my neck, through the back of my dress, in between my cleavage. I can only imagine what I mess I look like now, my hair completely soaked, my make up running. I pant loud as he proceeds to fuck me like a rag doll.
“Clean yet you grimy chink?!”
He smacks me in the face again this time hitting my ear, causing it to ring loud. I breathe long and hard, trying to catch my breath, unable to respond to him.
“Did you hear what I said you pathetic dog?!” He spanks me hard. “Bark you piece of shit!” He spanks me again.
“woof woof! woof!” I moan, feeling so degraded. He grabs me by my hair again and shoves my head back into the dirty vomit water. I hold my breath tightly as I feel his left hand grabbing, spanking, slapping me all over. His thrusting starts getting really rough as my head starts hitting the back of the toilet bowl every time he heaves into me. He lifts my legs off the ground every time he’s thrusting now, fucking me like a toy. My clit swells harder as his aggression ensues. My sadistic mind loves everything that’s going on, from the lack of oxygen to the defilement of tiny rear end. It’s got me so close to cumming, and he knows that my little clit is going to squirt again too. Before I know it, my thighs tighten up, I arch my back, my toes curl, my calves cramp, I dig my nails into the porcelain, and my asscheeks clench up. A shudder is sent from my neck, down my spine, through my lower back, tightening my asshole around his black cock, into my scrotum and out through my little clit, as I scream into the toilet water cumming uncontrollably onto the bathroom floor. My convulsions tightening against his cock cause even him to lose control as I hear him moan long and hard.
“FUCKKKKkkkk” He yells, as I feel him shoot his warm thick load deep in my stomach. He lets go of my hair as I immediately raise my head for air. He grabs me by my tiny waist as he unloads two streams of cum into my asshole, both of us cumming together in ecstasy. He quickly pulls out of me, gripping the head of his cock tightly so no cum shoots out, and as I kneel there gasping for breath, my mouth wide open, he sits on the toilet, grabs both sides of my head like a ball, and shoves his oozing phallus down my throat. I start breathing hard from my nostrils as I feel shot after shot of cum stream down my throat. My climax finally comes to an end as my knees collapse, coming down to my thigh, sitting in my own cum with daddy’s cock down my throat. He squeezes the last of his cock onto my protruding tongue, uncuffs my hands from behind the toilet and leans back panting hard. I slither down onto the bathroom floor and lay there. I look up at him and see him staring at me menacingly. He grabs me by my hair, presses it next to my puddle of cum, and steps on my head. I press my hands on both sides of my head to support myself.
“Are you my bitch?” He says spitting into the puddle of cum.
“Y-yes sir.” I say obediently.
“Then start eating.”

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The Drug Girl

This is my first story. I’ve never written anything like this before so please let me know what you think.

Journey’s End-part 3

After my torture ordeal I slept soundly for eight hours until I was awakened by the two guards, made to dress in a comfortable hospital gown, and wheeled down the hallway again to another elevator.
We went up several floors and when the door opened again I was taken to a room with what appeared to be many one way morrors along the walls, and I got off the wheelchair and sat on a comfortable couch.
The guards left me there and I sat rubbing my sore balls and pecker. I had the distinct feeling that someone was watching me behind the opaque windows, but could detect no movement or sound whatever
I realized that I must obey them completely in the future, and that the slightest infraction would result in another visit to the torture room, and I was sure I couldn’t tolerate another session there. I didn’t savor what that blind obedience would mean, but knew that I really had no choice.
I had endured weeks at Journey’s End being milked of my lifefluid constantly by hundreds of very pretty women. Unable to control my masterbation needs during all of this, I violated a primary rule…that I must not masterbate myself at any time regardless of my needs.
I had not been able to obey this rule, and had been severely punished, being sent to the special treatment area of the complex for usage by beautiful, and sadistic female personnel.
I had been tortured mercilessly by two pretty nurses, and after being reduced to a sobbing fool, made to promise complete obedience of any order thereafter.
Now I found myself on another assignment, sitting in a room with one way mirrors, waiting for whatever came next. I had been heavily dosed on sophisticated aphrodisiacs again, along with drugs designed to remove most of my conscious will.
The two well dressed training wardens that I had met earlier in the Head Warden’s office came into the room and sat beside me. One of them spoke quietly…
“Did you enjoy your session with Nikki and Sandra?”, she quizzed, as she massaged my still sore pecker. I didn’t know what to say and immediatedly answered..”Yes..I..uh..yes.” She stroked my dick and it was becoming hard now under her expert touch.
“Do you remember what they told you?”, she said seriously, pinching my nuts. “Yes…”, I gushed, looking at her fearfully. She stuck her finger in my mouth and moved it in and out grinning at me. “Suck it!”, she commanded moving four of her fingers into my mouth. I didn’t hesitate at all and sucked her fingers, looking at her.
“Thats a good cocksucker!”, she grunted, “you’re very good at this!” I continued to suck her fingers as the other woman stuck her fingers in my mouth also.
Soon I was sucking both of their fingers and my mouth was stretched to the limit.
She looked at me intently…”There are twenty spectators watching us now, cocksucker…twenty paying customers. We have to make a profit you know.” They pulled their fingers from my mouth and wiped them off on a towel nearby.
“We’re going to leave now dickwad, but we’ll be right on the other side of the windows watching you closely. If you hesitate even a little, and don’t show complete enthusiasum, we will watch you go through another, and even harder appointment with the torture nurses, understood?”
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I looked fearfully at the gorgeous women… their perfect asses were outlined against their tight skirts as they walked out the door.
I sat there alone again, looking at the dark, opaque windows, knowing that I was the featured attraction. Soon the door opened and a naked male walked in…he had on a black head cover, and his penis stood out long and hard dripping cum.
He walked over to me and stroked his pecker near my mouth. “Blow me!”, he ordered, as he rubbed his wet pisshole over my lips.
I looked over in shame at the dark glass as his dick pushed into my open mouth. He bulged out my cheeks as he used me, and soon was fucking hard and fast nearing a climax.
He groaned loudly, and just as he shot his thick mass of cum in my mouth the dark window became clear, and I could see twenty leering people oogling me. I couldn’t move and was forced to gulp down his large ejaculation, and the semen splattered out and ran down my chin as I ate it.
I looked at the two assistant wardens, and they were quite amused, and pleased, and indicated so to me.
When he was finished the masked male looked down and called me a good cocksucker, and left the room. I took the towel and wiped off my face…and had the swampy taste of cum in my mouth as the two wardens came back in.
“Good boy!”, one of them said, “you suck real good! Next we’re going to find out how well you suck cunt and asshole.”
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After my degrading blowjob session the pretty women left and the guards took me back to my room where I showered and ate a large meal. After that I slept for at least eight hours and when I awoke found two older women standing over my bed.
They were very attractive women in their fifties, and they also wore tight business suits revealing very nice assets.
The one who seemed to be in charge looked at me lustily. “You’re going to eat my ass…right now!” The guards closed the door and left the three women alone with me, and I pulled the covers back and waited for instructions.
The woman pulled her dress up revealing a perfect ass…she pulled her panties off and her well formed asscrack was spread open a few inches from my face. Her anus was hairy and dark, and had a slight odor to it, indicating that she’d had a bowel movement recently, and had not totally cleaned her rear.
“Suck my asshole!”, she gasped, spreading her nasty cheeks even wider. I was always in an aroused state, and moved quickly forward and stuck my nose in her ass and smelled her open hole. She pushed back and I began to lick her dark bunghole, cleaning the faint residue off, and soon my tongue was shoved all the way up her crapchute…to the hilt…and I was fucking it in and out cleaning her inner recesses.
I began to suck her obscene anus, and soon a thin brown ring began to form around my lips as I eagerly ate her rear hole.
Suddenly she moved back a bit and farted loudly into my open mouth, and I felt my eyes bulge out as I ate it. The smell wasn’t bad…just to the point of being erotic.
She farted several more times as I sucked her shithole, and when she was satisfied, pulled up her panties and turned around facing me.
“You son-of-a-bitch!, she groaned, “you suck ass real good!” The other women pulled their skirts up and took their panties off, and I got a whiff of their fragrant cunts as they pulled me to my knees in front of the bed.
The two spread their well formed legs and revealed two very hairy and juicy pussyholes. One of them grabbed my head and shoved it into her obscene hairpie, and my face was soon covered with a thick salty, and smelly gloss of cuntjuice.
“Eat me asshole!”, she groaned, as I lapped her wet hole with my tongue. I was sliding my tongue into her smelly cunt and eating pussy juice as she masterbated herself, and soon she neared orgasm, holding my head firmly as she squirted her juice into my mouth.
The funky and odorous cuntslime flowed down my gullet, and splashed over my nose and lips as I ate it.
When I’d done her, the other forced my sopping face into her fragrant snatch, and rubbed it in, and spread her slit for me to eat. I lapped my tongue in deeply, and the smell was overpowering but actually made me very horney, and I jacked off as I slurped my tongue in and out of her wet fuckhole.
I began to suck her asshole just as I shot my wad, and she farted at just that moment giving me a hot mouthful of gas along with the mouthful of cunt slime.
I gulped her load down and cuntjuice covered me from head to toe as I gasped for air and fell back on the bed. The lady in charge grinned slyly at me…”Good boy…filthy boy!”
They put their panties back on and left, and the smell of cunt filled the room for hours afterward. I fell into another deep sleep and didn’t awaken until late morning.
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After breakfast, I was taken to another wing in the area, and would spend two full weeks having the cum fucked out of me by every nurse and guard in this section. I produced much semen during this time and was traded back and forth like a sextoy.
Soon after these sessions I began a most painful period of extreme forced cum extraction…and they tested all of their latest and most effective methods and ideas on me…using me like a guinea pig. I spent many hours in their special labs squirting and yelping, as my cum filled their storage containers.
My pecker and balls had grown significantly, and the vacuum extension treatments had stretched my already large peter to a length of twelve inches, when hard and fully erect.
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I was sent back to the section that I had been in originally, and soon found myself sitting and jacking off in front of pretty women, who degraded me, and collected my ejaculations for storage.
I had broken my habit of jerking off by myself now…and found that I could do it in front of attractive women everyday to my hearts content. There is, however, something quite embarrassing and degrading about doing this, and the hypnotic enhancement sessions that I had forced on me aggravated the problem even further.
Of course, that was their point, they wanted to embarrass me so that I would become hornier, and produce more cum. It was a never ending cycle, and the the pretty women, either singly, or in groups of two or three, embarrassed the cum out of me everyday, until I actually wanted to crawl under a rock and hide.
There was no hiding at Journey’s End, however, and any thought to the contrary was sheer nonsense.

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Megan and I relax Pt. 5

I’m back today to try and make a cum-back in the sex story industry. If you care, I was busy at school but not writing during the vacation is just an excuse. Again like I do in the beginning of all my stories, if you want to get some background info on the storyline so you can go to my profile and read the previous parts of the stories. Sorry if some of the “look like? WARNING: my first story sucks and has a bad rating. Sorry if this seems rushed and that is because it is, I’m making this at 2:03 Pacific time and need to finish by midnight. So let us begin….
The birds chirped outside the wind as the sun’s light was hitting the curtains. “Mike, are you going to get up soon?” Megan asked me. Me now being a freshman in college and Megan a senior in high school now lived with me at an off campus apartment. When I opened my eyes, my vision was blurry but I could see a face close to mine. I rubbed my eyes as Megan combed my hair with her hand. She said “Mike come on, it’s New Year’s Day and we gotta get to mom’s at nine”. I repositioned myself and saw Megan sitting next to me on the bed with her bubbly eyes looking at me waiting for a response. I said “Well you better get your pretty ass up and start to change”. Megan laughed and had a huge grin on her face as she came over to me and put her head on my chest and said “I bet you liked my pretty ass up against your cock last night”. Megan rolled out of bed wearing nothing and started to walk but turned her head and said “You weren’t looking at me pretty ass were you?” I looked at her ass then at her and said “You know I love it when you show your ass to me”. She turned around and slapped her ass. I got up and told her “We have some time, do you want…” She came up to me and kissed me then said “Not right now, you will just have to wait till next year”. She scurried to the bathroom and I followed right after.
While Megan and I brushed our teeth, she asked me “Can you take me to the mall, I need to find something to wear for tonight”. I said “Do you really need more clothes, I thought you had found something to wear already”. She Put her sad face on and whispered “But I want to wear something new for the New Year”. I told her “I can’t afford to be taking you to the mall every week”. She took a deep breath and said “Fine, we won’t go”, but then Megan started to tease me. She sat on her side of the sink counter and spread her legs. She rubbed her clit slowly and closed her eyes. Moaning quietly she would say “give me that cock, put it inside of me and cum”. I turned to watch her magnificent pussy being rubbed. She opened her eyes and said “oh, were you watching me”? I shook my head with a full erection and left to get some pants. When I came back, Megan was bent over slowly sliding on a thong as she said “enjoying the view”? I said “Megan ple-please stop”. She went to her closet and came back with some tight leggings on and said “Do these make my ass look small”? I looked and her ass looked twice as big. I had finally had enough and said “Ok Megan we will go to the mall”. She jumped, hugged me and went to put on the rest of her clothes. I whispered “we better go before I rape you”. She yelled from the closet “I heard that”!
I waited outside the dressing room while she tried on dress after dress. She would constantly say “Oh Mike, won’t I look nice with these shoes?” “How about this shirt” or “I like this dress but I also like these”. After three hours of waiting she brought all the shoes, the shirts, and the dresses to register. She constantly assured me that these things are not too much and that she loves me for taking her while waiting in line. The register lady said “Hi did you find everything you were looking for”? I looked down at Megan and said “I sure hope so” and Megan smiled at me. After the lady got done checking everything off she said “Your total is…” I froze when I looked at the total price. I felt someone pulling on my shirt, it was Megan. I snapped back into reality. I swiped my credit card in the machine. It read “Your total is $1,160.70, is that ok”? My hand was moving towards the no, but I gave in. I pushed yes and the lady said “Thanks for shopping, comeback soon”. I said “Something tells me we won’t be coming back for a while” as we walked out of the store. Megan said “Mike can I go to just one more store, I just need to buy a couple of things”. I said “Ok but this is the last place”. We walked to Victoria’s Secret and she told me to wait outside. When she came out I asked her what she got. She giggled and said “Just something for my boyfriend”.
When we got back to the apartment, I dumped everything on the bed and Megan pulled out everything from the bags. She took out all of her new shoes and started trying them on. Megan was going to try on a dress but instead she looked up at me and came to give me a hug. She said “Mike, I really appreciate you caring so much for me and always loving me. We kissed and she went to find something for that tonight.
Megan and I took our shower, we brushed our teeth again, she painted her nails, I shaved, she did her hair and I got changed first. I waited outside in the living room while Megan put her clothes on. She came out in sexy tight pink dress with matching high heels. Her dark brown hair was curled at the ends and her green eyes sparkled. I told her “Megan, you look so beautiful”. She looked down and blushed and said “You really think so”? I was almost out of words because Megan looked so good but replied “Yes Megan you do and I’m lucky I have such a women like you in my life, I love you”. She started to tear up and said “Thanks Mike, I love you too and I want to be with you the rest of my life”. I led her to the door and opened it for her and we left.
We were heading to mom’s house but I stopped a couple of miles out to see my dad. My dad had a New Year’s party every year so I had to park across the street. Megan told me to say “Hi”. I rang to door bell and my dad answered it. He welcomed me in but I told him I had to leave soon because we are heading to mom’s. He asked me “Has Megan driven you crazy yet”? I replied “Not yet” laughing. He said smiling “It’s only the first year you two are living together, give it a little while longer”. We both had a good laugh and he told me to say hi to Megan and that he misses her, and I left. When I went back into the car I told her that dad said hi and that he misses her and then we left.
We arrived and mom’s house and Megan stopped me from leaving the car. She told me “Why are we here? We should be spending New Year’s together like regular couples do”. I told her “I wish we could but we are not regular couples, I love you Megan honestly I wish we were more than just boyfriend and girlfriend, but we are still brother and sister so we can’t be more than that”. She looked disappointed and said “I guess but I don’t even see you as a brother anymore. I just want to be with you forever”. I whispered “We will be together forever”, gave her a kiss on the cheek and went to open her door.
When I rang on the doorbell my mom opened the door and said “Megan you are so beautiful, and Michael you look like such a man I haven’t seen you guys in forever”! Hank came out with mom to see us and I shook his hand as we went outside. We sat down at the table too eat and Megan sat next to me. My mom brought us plates with our food and we ate. Megan tried to grab my hand under the table while we ate but I kept on moving it. When we were done eating we all sat on the couch to watch the New Year’s Eve TV special. I told my mom that I forget my phone in the kitchen and went to go get it. When I picked up my phone, Megan was standing behind me. She asked me “Do you love me”? I responded “Yes of course I do”. She then said “Ok kiss me, on the lips”. I said “I can’t do that what if mom sees”. She quietly said “Just prove you love me”. I thought about it and wondering if I should do it. I took a deep breath and went in for a kiss. Her lips met mine but it didn’t feel wrong. She said “Ok now walk out with me holding my hand”. I grabbed her hand and we walked back to the living room. My mom said “Awww if you weren’t my kids I would think you were a couple”.
…”Three, two, one happy New Year”! Mom and Hank stood up and hugged each other. Megan and I gazed into each other’s eyes and she grabbed the back of my head and kissed me on the cheek. I was afraid Megan was going to give away our secret but she accepted what we are.
Back at the apartment, I put my keys on the counter and her something unzip. I turn to see Megan to pop her breasts out and she lifted the bottom of the dress to reveal her new thong. She said “How about we start the year off right”? I took my clothes off as fast as I could and went to meet Megan on the bed. I laid down and she came afterwards to climb on top of me. Megan told me “I want you to fuck me hard, don’t hold back and cum in my pussy”. We started by fast kissing and tongue action, then she took off her bra to reveal her perfectly rounded tits. She moved the close to my face for me to suck on. I grabbed one and started to lick the nipple of it before I started to suck. I would alternate between them and feel her ass and rub it. She moved away put her legs in the air to remove her thong. She curled her legs back and my dick went straight for her pussy. I entered slowly because Megan’s clit is almost impossible to penetrate. I soon got into rhythm and started to go in and out faster. I looked at Megan with her dress in the middle of her body and she had her eyes closed and was holding one of her tits slightly moaning. I pulled away and she opened her eyes. I told her to suck my dick.. I laid back and she put her pussy on my mouth while she sucked my hard cock. I was easting her pussy up and she was gagging and sucking on my prick. I was jiggling her ass and she was gasping constantly for air. I moved her hips away and she stopped sucking. I put her body on the edge of the bed and she put her legs on my shoulders. My dick was soaked with all the sucking she did to my cock. My legs and balls were clapping against her giant ass and as I went faster, so did the clapping. At this point Megan was screaming “Give me that cock, ohh yeah I want it faster”! I was reaching my peak and almost finished but I still went fast. “OHH cum in my pussy, fill my pussy with all the cum you have” she yelled. I pushed on and with one final thrust, all my sperm was injecting in to Megan’s canal. She was completely out of breath and put her head back. Megan pulled away and ran her fingers inside her pussy putting all the cum she could inside, and the rest she ate. Megan and I relaxed the first day of the year. We laid back and she fell asleep in my arms.
One week later…
“Mike, come here hurry”. I ran to the bathroom. She exclaimed “Now we can really be together forever”. I said “Wh-” In her hands was a pregnancy test, it read positive. I blacked out.

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Son Helps His Mother Cope

Dennis awoke to the rattling of his train compartment. They were currently riding over a rough section of railing which had disturbed his slumber enough to wake him. He reached into his coat pocket and removed his cell phone to check the time. He was careful to tilt the phone so that to prevent the illumination from disturbing his cabin mates. He estimated it was sometime early morning due to the palely lit sky. His presumption was confirmed when he scanned the clock on his phone and read 5:23 a.m. He placed his phone back into the pocket from which it came and rubbed his sleep deprived eyes. The uncomfortable conditions in which the train held made sleep nearly impossible. He sat up slightly, as if to surrender to the battle of sleep, and scanned over his companions in the train compartment.
It was a smaller compartment; it seated four comfortably during the daytime, but became an unbearable fit during sleeping hours. Dennis was fortunate though, as he was able to stretch his legs across the booth styled seat located on his side of the compartment. He figured he was given this privilege due to him being the youngest member of the group.
On the opposite side of Dennis sat two traveling partners that had been forced to share the booth styled seat. One was male and the other was a woman. The male was seated as if he was prepared to eat at the dinner table, but was leaning in a direction which left his right shoulder pressed firmly against the morning-cold train window. On his left side sat the woman, who was also leaning towards her right attempting to utilize the male’s body for comfort. Her left arm had instinctively draped itself around the man, as if she was giving him some sort of half-hearted hug. They both apparently had found comfort as they were fixed in a deep slumber, made obvious by their slow relaxed breaths.
Dennis next shifted his eyes down to the female that was stretched out on the floor of the compartment. She had a blanket on top of her, that had been progressively pushed down her body during her deep sleep, so that now it was only covering her from her feet to her abdomen area. She was lying on her back with her hands pleasantly placed atop one another amongst her stomach. Her eyes were shut and her mouth was held open creating a raspy noise each breath in and out she took.
But these three companions of Dennis were not strangers, at least not complete strangers. The male female combination sleeping opposite of him are his brother and sister. The pleasant woman bunking on the floor would be his dear mother. I say not complete strangers simply because they are related through blood and are aware of each other’s existence. But if you placed those facts aside, you would truly get four travelers that were strangers. The Clark family had grown apart over the past years so much that each member had become unfamiliar with one another. If not for an unfortunate event, they may never have come together again.
The reason that this distantly-grown family was now traveling among the same train compartment now was due to their recently deceased father, Allan Clark. Allan was a lifetime explorer in a ways. He always wanted to do new things and travel all across the world. Having children had slowed him down a bit, but he would even take young Dennis along with him on his adventurous journeys. Dennis was easily the closest to his father among his siblings, and possibly even his mother. He knew everything about his dad and thought of him as a best friend and a great role model in his life. His father’s favorite quote was “you only live once.” He would say this to Dennis whenever he had doubts about anything. But it seemed Allan’s adventurous spirit had finally caught up to him. He had fallen rock climbing in France without using any rope. If there was anything good to say, it was that Allan went out the way he wanted to which was living life to the fullest and being adventurous.
But Allan’s unfortunate demise was taking an emotional toll on the entire Clark family except for Dennis. It seemed that Dennis’s close relationship to his father allowed him to understand that his death should not lead to mourning, but rather a joyous celebration of his incredible life. It was partly this as well as Dennis’s strength, both physical and mental, that kept him from being emotional over his father’s death. Allan was the strongest person Dennis knew in his entire life, and learned his own strength from him.
The train began to slow and eventually came to a stop at the Napoli train station in France. This was Dennis’s father’s hometown and now was to be the location of his burial. Later that day was the funeral ceremony for Allan Clark. Profound words were delivered by various people that had significant connections with Dennis’s father. Dennis delivered the greatest speech of all, leaving the majority of the audience in tears at completion. He hadn’t written anything down or prepared a speech. He just went up and talked about how his dad was the greatest man he knew and would ever know. Dennis, of course did not shed one tear throughout the entire ceremony, but could not say the same about his other family members. His mother, obviously, was having a difficult time holding herself together emotionally. She was clearly distraught from the loss of her life companion. Overall it was a beautiful funeral that celebrated the amazing life of an amazing individual.
Once the funeral and burial ceremony were complete, the family headed back to their house in Napoli. Allan Clark was a not just an adventurous individual but also a wealthy one. He was the CEO for a high quality outdoor equipment company in Europe. He owned property all over Europe and one of them was located in his hometown of Napoli. It had been ages since the entire family had been in this house. They only stayed in it for family reunions in Napoli.
The family was very somber through the rest of the day. They mostly stayed in their separate rooms and cried over the loss of their father and husband. It was becoming late, and the entire family had washed up and went to bed except for Dennis. He decided to retire about an hour later as he was exhausted from the lack of sleep on the train. He entered one of the two bathrooms amongst the house. This was the shared one with his siblings as the other was located in his parents’ room. He stripped down, showered, and dried himself off.
As he completed drying off, he took a moment to analyze himself in the mirror. Dennis was roughly 6’3 and weighed a solid 205. His pecks and abs were very defined as well as his biceps as he began to flex. His chest was somewhat hairy, but not overgrown at all. He had a great golden brown color to his hair which he slicked back in a business style. Because that was what he was. He had taken over the equipment company that his dad had and was a well thought of business man for only being 24 years old. His beard was neatly trimmed and kept at a very reasonable thickness. He turned around to check his ass as he always did. He loved to squat and knew it made his ass look irresistible to women. But most of all he focused on the area his father gave him. He played around with his cock and balls as he watched them in the mirror. He was blessed to have such a nice and large cock. He knew it was from his father as he had seen it many times before and was amazed at its size. He never trimmed his pubic hair as his father had never either. He thought of his great pubic collection as being just as impressive as his penis. Dennis simply looked up towards the ceiling and thanked his father for everything that he had done and given to him. Just as Dennis was about the brush his teeth, he heard a loud cry and then more loud sobbing. He quickly slid on a pair of shorts, with no briefs, and headed out of the bathroom.
He could tell it was coming from his mother’s room and he walked toward the door. He swung the door open and slowly stepped into the room.
“Mom? Are you alright?” Dennis blindly asked as he could not see much in the dark room.
He did not receive an answer but continued to hear his mother cry. He proceeded to her bed and sat on the edge of it.
“Mom? You okay?” Dennis asked once again.
“Come here sweetie.” His mother sobbed towards Dennis.
Dennis laid down next to his mother so that she could wrap her arms around him as comfort. She was crying hysterically and Dennis was unsure of what to do. So he just remained in this position. Mother and son hugging each other in mourning. Dennis didn’t say anything as he couldn’t think of the right thing to say. He hoped he was helping her by allowing her to hug him.
Dennis’s mother is named Kimberly. She is 48 years old and about 5’10. She has brown hair and is very tan as she hits the tanning salon often. She was a typical wife of a rich husband. She did not work but received all of the benefits of being rich. She had had plastic surgery many times, on her face, ass, stomach, and breasts. She did not appear to be 48 at all but rather about 30.
After a while, Kim fell asleep in this position and Dennis was stuck. He had not intended on staying here the whole night and frankly was uncomfortable sleeping like this. Once he was sure his mother was asleep, he began his escape. He gently raised his mother’s arm up off of him and placed it at her side. As he attempted to slide out of her grasp, he startled her. She was still asleep but dreamily wrapped her arm back around Dennis and pulled him tight to her. Dennis only had on a pair of shorts and his mother only wore a skimpy black night gown. He could feel her enormous breasts pressed against his chest. He could tell she was not wearing a bra, as her nipples were pointed against the thin fabric and were sticking into his pecks.
“Oh Allan. Yes. Hold me tight.” Kim mumbled in her sleep.
Dennis was now seriously concerned. His mother was dreaming that he was his father. He knew this wasn’t going to be good, so he furiously struggled to escape her grasp. She cried out a little and pulled him tighter and threw her leg over his body to really hold on to him. His mother was so close to him that he could feel the warmness that her pussy was emitting on his cock. Within seconds, Dennis had a hard on that was poking out of the band of his shorts. His mother felt this and instinctively reached down and grabbed Dennis’s cock in her hand.
“Ooo. Are you getting hard for me?” Dennis’s mom continued to say in her sleep.
Dennis didn’t know what was coming over him. He wasn’t fighting to escape anymore. Rather he was now enjoying this sensation. He knew he enjoyed it sexually, but played it off in his mind by saying that he was helping his mother cope with her loss by doing this. Soon enough Dennis was grabbing his mother’s ass and reaching his hand into her panties. All the while Kim was stroking her son’s cock and moaning in her sleep.
This fondling continued on for a few more minutes until Kim leaned her face in towards Dennis’s. She expertly guided her mouth to his without opening her eyes and placed her soft, luscious lips upon her sons. Dennis was startled by this development, as if this was worse than the groping. Passionately kissing his mother made it seem more serious to him, yet he did not make an attempt to stop. Rather he accepted her moist lips and even reciprocating the passion. This frivolous kissing went on for only seconds before Kim wanted more as she opened her mouth and aggressively thrust her tongue into Dennis’s mouth. Once again, Dennis was alarmed by this progression and did not immediately respond. After he regained his thinking, he began to join his mom in the passionate tongue wrestling. Dennis may have been partaking but in no way was he the aggressor. His mother was feverishly throwing her mouth about his and wrapping her tongue around his tongue.
During this mother son make out session, Dennis had become fully erect and was leaking an abundance of precum. As he simultaneously grabbed his mother’s ass and kissed her, he began to feel his load build within his balls. His mom reached back down and continued to stroke him as they both kissed. The resurgence of his mother stroking him created a serious problem for Dennis. He was going to cum, but didn’t want to. As soon as this thought entered his head, he began to realize what he was doing. Not only committing a terrible sin, but he was fooling around with his father’s woman. The man he idealized his entire life, and now he was completely disrespecting him just days after his death.
Dennis tried his best to contain his orgasm, but knew it was too late for that. He put forth a valiant effort, as it was not a typical orgasm for a male. The fact that he was attempting to not jizz, made his orgasm very anti-climactic. He retained a lot of sperm from holding back, but still quite a bit came oozing out and leaked down his shaft and onto his mother’s hand. He knew she was aware of the situation as her stroking had stopped completely and was now just grasping his cock.
“Oh, a little warm-up orgasm, huh?” Kim drearily giggled.
This statement planted fear into Dennis’s head. What does she mean warm-up? He constantly asked himself. He feared what he was warming up for. He didn’t want this to go any further, but it seemed it was too late.
Dennis’s cock never even changed shape after his orgasm. He stayed hard as a rock, and considering the taboo situation, it was no surprise to him. All of the sudden, his mom rolled out of bed and stood next to it. Dennis was uncertain of what was going on. Was his mother awake, or was this still part of her dream. She reached down and grabbed the bottom of her night gown and lifted it over her head. As she pulled it off, Dennis’s suspicion about his mom wearing no bra was confirmed. Her magnificent tits were now fully exposed in the minimal moonlight that was entering through a small window located high on the wall. Next she bent down and slid her black panties down her legs to her ankles. She stepped out of them and faced Dennis. He could now see her glorious pussy in the light now. He was surprised to find an enormous amount of pubic hair covering her vaginal lips. Her over the top bush turned him on even more. He didn’t think his cock could grow any further, but from the sight of his beautiful naked mother, it did.
She playfully jumped back on the bed and crawled over on top of Dennis. She slid his shorts all the way off of him and straddled his lower calves. She bent over, grabbed his cock, and placed it perfectly in her mouth. There was no hesitation on her part as she began furiously sucking his dick. With her other hand she began to play with his hairy balls. This went on for a few more minutes.
“Are you ready Allan?” Kim asked Dennis.
Dennis once again did not respond, but it didn’t matter as Kim was already beginning to get in position. She moved her ass further up Dennis’s body until her pussy was positioned right above Dennis’s erect cock. She reached down with one hand and straightened his penis so that it would align with her pussy. Again with no hesitation, she slid herself down on his dick until it was completely inside of her. At this point Dennis’s cock could not be seen. He looked down at the situation and only saw two large bushes of pubic hair interacting with each other. His mother continued to ride his dick and in minutes Dennis was ready to explode again, but this time inside of his mom. He wasn’t gonna hold back on this one. He grabbed his mother’s ass cheeks with his hands and squeezed them firmly. He was now aggressively slamming his dick into his mother’s pussy. She began to moan in pleasure and just as Dennis was ready to orgasm, he felt a strange sensation upon his cock.
It seemed that it was getting more difficult to thrust his cock into his mother. He then realized that she was also having an orgasm and her pussy was tightening on his dick. This created many dirty thoughts into his head that pushed him over his limit. He began to furiously cum inside his mother. His orgasm involuntarily made his hips thrust in and out of his mom’s pussy with more force and speed. He could feel every blast of cum release from his dick and knew his mom could to as her moans matched the streams of cum.
After the two’s orgasms, Kim collapsed on top of her naked son and began to snore again. Dennis knew she was really asleep now and figured he should leave. But this was a once in a lifetime opportunity that he wasn’t gonna lose. He flipped his mother over so that she was lying naked on her back. He wanted the get an up close look at her amazing pussy.
He was now kneeled in between her outspread legs investigating his mother’s vagina. He ran his fingers through her luscious bush. Something about how much pubic hair she had turned him on. He guessed it was because no girls anymore have bushes. Next he turned his focus to her large breasts. He wanted to do one last thing and then he would leave. He straddled her abdomen and placed his large cock in between his mom’s enormous tits. Dennis squished them together to create a makeshift pussy that he could fuck. He thrust his cock between her tits until he was ready to orgasm again. This time he simply closed his eyes and allowed the cum to go wherever it wanted to. After a few seconds of blasting his load, he reopened his eyes to see what had happened. His beautiful mother was lying there asleep with huge streaks of cum across her face and into her hair. There were also globs of semen resting on her ample breasts. Dennis was satisfied with this and exited the room after retrieving his shorts.
He knew he had done a terrible thing, but he felt the pleasure and one time experience outweighed the negative aspects. He truly didn’t mind to be a motherfucker, in fact, it now made him horny whenever he thought about it.

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the creators chapter 3 (rewritten)

Authors note: this is the rewrite to chapter 3 sorry about chapter 2 double post. As always this story contains themes some people not like such as young, incest, mind control and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you for reading my series thus far nothing much has changed in this chapter just a few word changes and some extra dialogue. thank you and enjoy and previously stated in the original chapter 3 there will be no sex in this or the next chapter so I can develop my characters and story more.
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CHAPTER 3 rewrite
I woke up the next morning to a soft sort of mewing sound behind me. Groggy but curious I turn my head to see my sister sleeping next to me in bed; I guess she must have sneaked in with me last night while I was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her beautiful sleeping form I slowly slipped out of bed trying as best as I could to not make a lot of noise.
I stripped off my clothes as I got to the bathroom desperately needing a shower after all that happened yesterday I was sweaty sticky and just tense as hell. I started up the shower waiting a few moments for the water to heat up. when it was finally ready I stepped in and felt the warm water run along my body slowly waking me up from my stiff zombie like state. As I stood there I thought about the past two days and all the events that had happened. The car, me and sis ending up together, the floating bottles the man who claims to be my father and claims I have powers of my own, the doctors and the doctor with the missing eye who I refer to as the white Russian and my escape from the hospital.
All the stress had hit me like a brick I fell to the floor of the shower from the stress the past two days I didn’t have time to think about what was going on it just happened but here I had all the time in the world to think. I began to worry as thoughts flew through my brain a mile a minute “ The doctors have my address they have to there’s no way I could have been admitted to the hospital last night without my mother filling it out. They’ll come for me and my family to get me wont they and they’ll also…” my mind kept shooting out worry after worry.
After I pulled myself off the floor and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and draped the towel around my waist as I walked over to my room to get dressed. When I entered my room my sister was no longer there asleep on my bed. “ huh she must have gotten up and went back to her room” I said to myself. Just then I noticed a little note on my pillow kinda like they leave in hotels. I thought maybe it was something cute my sister set but as I read it I realized it was the exact opposite of my cute angel of a sister and more like the devil of the man from yesterday. The man I wont ever recognize as my father.
The letter stated:
“Hey kid thought I surprise you with this letter but I’m guessing your just getting angry ahahaha” not kidding he really wrote “ahahaha” “ I noticed your little brain over there working overtime with worry so to burn out your fears I went a head and deleted all known information on you throughout the entire hospitals networks I even went as far as to erase a few doctors memories but I might have gone a bit far with that one now those poor poor doctors don’t even remember they have a family to go home to hahaha” seriously he wrote the laughing. “just remember don’t be getting to emotional there you might just blow up literally! I must go now bye~~~”
“asshole” I muttered under my breath when suddenly more words started to fade onto the paper.
“P.S. I sent you a little gift it should be there shortly” and that was all it said I wondered about the “gift” he sent I had a feeling it will be dangerous, but I did finally calm down my worries slipped off of me as I read the note; the feeling of knowing my family was safe was a huge weight off my shoulders.
I walked out to the bedroom hallway which immediately connected to the kitchen as I stepped into the kitchen I saw my mother leaning over the sink doing the dishes with an odd sort of beautiful finesse. the light from the kitchen window illuminating her beautiful face. Strands of hair draping down the side of her face just for her to reach back and tuck it behind her ear. I just don’t know what it is about women that makes there every action so perfect and beautiful totally lost in her image for the moment forgetting about where I was momentarily.
As I came out of my trance from my mother I gave a weak “m-mom” she heard me luckily and turned my way.
“oh sorry honey I didn’t see you there give me just one minute” she said while turning off the sink and drying her hands.
She hopped over to me and gave me a hug like usual, and as usual her face pressing right into my crotch but the look on her face seem to say she didn’t even notice. She had a big grin on her face as she asked me “do you need something sweety?”
“yeah actually mom I want to know what happened with my father.” I said with a stern strait face as I looked her in the eyes.
She visibly took a step back by this question “Y-your father!? Sweety why would you wanna know about that?”
“i just think its time for me to hear about what happened it’s alright if you don’t wanna tell me though”
she was quiet for a few minutes then suddenly sighed “i guess I would have to tell you one of these days why not today then I guess”
“are you sure I know it must be hard to talk about it”.
“no its fine I knew this would happen someday I just wasn’t expecting today”
I nod my head letting her know I understand and she takes her time trying to figure out the words she wants to say.
“I’m sure you know about the base details of it like the fact that when I was 8 years old I met a man and some say he raped me I still don’t to this day but we did have sex and I was impregnated by this man and gave birth to you and your sister. I’m sure you know all this already correct?”
“yes I do” I simply stated
“well there’s a bit more to the story than just the base facts to this story. On the day that I met your father it was a bright and sunny day in spring the birds chirping the bugs humming along and I was none the wiser about the world. I was walking home from school that day when suddenly it felt like something was calling to me. My body on its own began to move to god knows
where.
When I finally stopped moving I don’t remember the name of the place but it was this old motel the place looked like it hadn’t been clean in years the floors were this disgusting mix of yellow tiles and mold in fact I think every wall of the place had mold on it.
As I stood there unable to move I felt a hand on my shoulder I tried to look but my head was stuck in place all I could see was what I later figured out to be a trench coat my body suddenly started moving along with him as we walked up to the counter.
“i would like to order a room for one night for me and my daughter” the man said to the clerk.
I stood there unable to speak only nod as the clerk looked over the counter to see me. As we entered the room I felt even more fear flow through my body at the thought that I didn’t know what the man wanted to do. I started shaking in fear then he knelt down and that’s when I saw your fathers face. The best way to describe your father would be that he looked young but had a thick face but was pretty skinny his hair and beard were both bright orange and he looked very dirty almost like he had been in a fight or was rolling around in mud for days strait he wore a long trench coat that looked worn and old like as if had it for a while. He had tears running down his face and he was apologizing profusely saying things like “I’m sorry this has to be done please forgive me” over and over again while moving me over to the hotel bed. I knew at this point your father wasn’t a bad person. He then proceeded to have intercourse with me.
When he finished he left the room still apologizing just as much even more actually and then he was gone. Jump to nine months later and there you guys are being born, the happiest day of my life.
Once everybody had left the room that’s when I saw your father a second time.
“wait dad was in the hospital with you!?” I said shocked at this
“yup he came right over and sat down next to me he was quiet for the longest time as he tried to think of the words to say then guess what”
“what?” I asked curiously
“out of nowhere you started crying in my arms you actually got your father to smile and made us both laugh”
“hes got a good voice I can tell he’ll be a fine man someday” your father said very proudly
“look I wanted to apologize for putting this heavy burden on you I know right now you wont understand but in the future there will be things to happen some behind the shadows but many out open to the world for all to see and our son will be there to guide it all this great change to the world I can feel it” he smiled while wiping a tear from his eyes “just one more thing” I looked at him curiously “what?”
“may I please have a picture with my kids”
“and that’s how my story ends please excuse me for a bit I’m just getting emotional nothing to worry about.”
I let mom walk away I knew she would be fine shes strong. I had a lot to think about now the man she described in the story sounds nothing like the man I met they sound like polar opposites to be honest. I decided worrying wouldn’t help right now and that I should just relax. I sat down on my couch and started watching an episode of an anime called sword art online on my T.V. When about halfway through the episode I hear a knock at the door.
I slowly opened the door revealing a fiery beauty at my door and man she was hot. Think my tongue fell out of my jaw. She was this short redheaded girl bright red almost like a fire. her face was round and she wore heavy eye liner just the right amount to make her look incredible. then her body My god her body her ass was amazing I could already tell just by looking at her front, and her tits they were amazing I gotta say E’s at least she was wearing these tight jeans and an equally tight black tank top that complimented her huge breasts nicely its like she left home this morning and made sure that every man she walked by had an instant hard-on.
By the time I realized I was staring to much I readjusted my self and held out my hand “hi I’m Ale…” she walked right past me ignoring me completely as she sat down on my couch. I was surprised to say the least I mean she just walked into my house and sat down on my couch like it was nothing.
“Awesome! I love SAO” she said as if she didn’t just barge in here but honestly I wasn’t complaining.
Its not every day you got a hot girl on you couch watching anime. I move behind her just as the episode ends and clear my throat loudly. She turns around and stares at me intensely “yeah what do ya want” she says with a temper.
“What do you mean what do I want you enter my house, watch my anime so I’d really like to know why your here” I said starting to get angry myself.
“your old man sent me” she said making me have even more questions.
“what do you mean he sent you?”
“didn’t you get the note he said he would tell you I was coming”
all the note said was a gift was coming… wait a second does he mean her! Shes the gift!
“why would he send you for what reason?”
“fer god sakes you’re loud shut up for a sec god damn he sent me cause I’m supposed to train you” she said while scratching the back of her head in an annoyed manner.
“train me? Train me in what?”
“magic dumb ass what else would there be? cause he obviously didn’t train you in fashion sense” she said while looking over my closes which was just an outfit I threw together at the last moment. I felt myself getting more angry at her here she comes barging in sits on my couch and then starts critiquing me on my fashion.
“magic? What magic?” I said while remembering the time in the hospital with that man when he stopped all my movements completely.
“ugh do you ever shut up you’re given me a headache goddamn it I know what kid of training you need !” she flick up her hand and out of nowhere a pencil flew up into the air and then suddenly flew at my head .I quickly dodged it before it hit me, and when I looked back half the pencil was imbedded deep in the wall.
“H-HOLY SHIT!! Jesus lady you trying to kill me. for fucks sake how the fuck did you do that” I screamed
“like I said with MAGIC retard you know for someone who’s race is the strongest there is you sure don’t know shit”

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Creating My Hot Wife 9

With our initial morality code, any type of gay sex, between women or men, was not only sinful but brought uncomfortable, even horrific imagery to contemplate. We have found that our sense of morality could evolve with new information and new perspectives. And that’s exactly what happened to Ashley and me, the most unlikely of people. We had no desires to explore, no not even an inkling of any appeal. We thought we were completely happy being 100% straight… We thought.

Naïve, and Oh So Naughty

Tara was one of those girls that were getting out of hand and her parents needed help. The agreement was that their adult friend would take her out on a “real” date and teach her a lesson, with no restrictions. And that is exactly what he did.

The Weekend_(0)

Alex is home alone with his best friend for a weekend that will change their views and feelings for each other.

Am I just using him – chapter 5

Hey guys,
Since a month I’ve been writing an interactive sex story. This means the story is non-linear; your choices influence the plot. This is a lot of work, so I’m having difficulties rereading it to find all the mistakes. If someone wants to proofread it, please send me an email.
Thanks!

A new day, a new me part 9

I’d like to thank my critics, both good and bad, for their words, it’s not that you don’t like the story it’s that I needed to get back on the rails with the story. You helped me define which path to take so with real honesty, thank you. Also I missed a few lines from the rough draft to the typed which made it confusing, I apologize for that. Now for part 9.
I’m walking through the school grounds in complete confusion, Kori and her mom are now involved in the situation that I started for Katy and I’m not allowed there. I shoot Kori a text telling her I’m at school and really want to see her. It takes a minute but I get a reply of she’s on her way so I sit and wait at the front of the school, it takes about twenty minutes for her to pull up in her Mom’s van. I watch her get out, Korinna’s got on a purple v-neck sweater and some hip hugging jeans, and she heads over to me and sits down next to me at the front of the school.
“You got your hood up again and that look on your face. You wanna talk to me about it or are we brooding,” Korinna asks me after a minute of silence.
“I’m pretty sure you and I are in trouble if I don’t talk to you about it,” I reply sullenly from my hood.
“Okay so just run me through it because I spoke with your mom and she’s really confused by what happened and you came off like an asshole, but more so a real one and not the cute kind,” Kori tells me smirking that cute little smirk she had in Tracy’s car the first time.
“Well you’ve met Katy, her life was shit. No bullshit I mean real shit, I just couldn’t leave her alone to that so I just tell her to pack her shit and we leave. Fast forward with my convincing my Dad that I’m trying to help someone and to this morning now the whole thing that I got started and I’m kicked out. It’s like my word on the whole plan doesn’t matter now,” I just vent out to Kori.
We sit in silence for a minute and Kori finally starts laughing a little. I’m really confused and now my sympathetic ear is laughing.
“Wow, you’re really not looking at anything are you,” Kori starts still chuckling,” You are too close to what is happening. You’re Mom had you leave so she and Kori could come to a decision without you influencing her. You really didn’t think that she needed to make the decision by herself without you?”
I’m officially wearing the asshole sign and feel about the size of a grasshopper with my girlfriend schooling me on the situation. I stand up and pull my hood back and just soak in my stupid for a few minutes. Kori gets in front of me and slides inside my coat wrapping her arms around me; I put my arms around her and just hold her for a few minutes.
“Alright butthead, let’s get you home so you can apologize to your Mom and see what the hell they decided to do,” Korinna tells me unwrapping herself from my coat and arms.
We get in her Mom’s van and start the drive back, I find out that her Mom is legal counsel and my Mom wanted her there for advice on the paper work. And apparently Kori and Katy have been swapping stories about me in Liz’s room while the Mom’s work it out. Still wearing my ‘I done fucked up’ look we arrive at home and I head into the house.
I’m greeted by Kori’s Mom and my Mom sitting at the dining room table working. I finally see Kori’s mom for the first time, longer hair but same deep brunette and a fuller figure with glasses. Honestly not bad looking for a woman with a daughter who is her but twentyish years younger. I drop my coat on the couch and beeline it up to my mom’s chair, pull it out with her in it and drop down on my knees in front of my Mom.
“Mom, I’m a dumbass. I’m sorry but I’m a real stupid person sometimes,” I apologize with a big mouthful of humble pie.
“Guy, I forgive you. You’re my son and it’ll be fine. Besides at least you were smart enough not to fight with me about it,” Mom jokes at the end of her accepting my apology.
Mom pats my shaved head and waves me off. I make eye contact with Kori’s mom for a second, I think its approval but I’ve met her just now so I don’t push as I go grab my coat and head to my bedroom.
I walk in the door and am greeted by all three girls sitting in my room talking and going through my clothes and personal belongings.
“Okay, what the hell are you three up to,” I ask hanging my coat on the chair.
All three of them stop and get a ‘cat caught in the fish tank’ look. Slowly they start putting my belongings back collectively sit down on my bed; I take a seat in my chair and wait for my answer.
“We were taking inventory, you need to go clothes shopping,” Liz decides to be the first one to speak.
“Inventory of my clothes, why,” I’m wondering what the hell is being planned by the three little devils.
“Well babe, you need to think about where you’re going with your whole ‘brooding time bomb’ thing,” Kori answers me smiling.
“I’m being myself Kori, I’m not going anywhere,” I tell her confused.
“Okay girls, my turn,” Liz states grabbing her phone and loading up a video,” this is you telling Heather off in the cafeteria. It’s got 400 hits off the school chat site and nobody even likes the school site. People are asking who the hell you are cause you broke the whole quiet code of being cheated on and didn’t even try to get revenge.”
“She’s not kidding, even the punks and Goths I talk to and chill with were talking about it, you made people pay attention,” Katy chimes in.
“The point is people are wanting to know where this is going and who you are, you could do shit with this,” Liz picks back up where she left off,” you should do something with it.”
“We should do something with it,” Kori says smiling.
“Oh god, it was just me telling her to get lost,” I blurt out.
I’m honestly wondering what people are thinking if my bit of personal drama and thinking it’s a statement about something other than my life. It was just one guy having it out with one girl in a cafeteria.
“No point to doing anything about it girls, it happened and it’s over. Derek and Heather are leaving me alone, I won,” I tell them simply.
That’s when I see the look, the ‘are you serious’ from all three girls. Liz just shakes her head and leaves my room but Kori and Katy smile and get up and stand me up from my chair. Slowly they both walk me over to my bed and put me in the middle laying on my back. As soon as I’m down both of them pick a side, Korinna on my right and Katy on my left cuddling up to me under my arms. The girls engage in small talk between themselves I simply drift off under their chatter.
I wake up with the two girls not in bed but on my computer looking at the school site. I check my clock and see it’s 6 at night; I get up from bed and see the girls watching the video of my ‘outburst’ from the cafeteria. I shake my head and head out to the dining room. All the paperwork is put away and the women are working on dinner.
“Guy, Mrs. Patrick is going home now but she wants you to come over to their place for dinner with her and Kori. You’ll be nice enough to go right,” Mom tells me about the invite expecting the right answer.
I nod my head back to my room grabbing my coat and tapping Kori on the shoulder. She follows me back to the living room. Her mom heads out to the van and we follow, Kori freezes when I hop into the back of the van. Slowly she gets into the front and we’re down the road.
“So Guy, you know that Kori’s dad loves knives right,” Mrs. Patrick tells me.
“No ma’am, I didn’t know that,” I reply quietly.
Kori is quiet and her mom is watching me from the back seat. Now I’m a bug under a magnifying glass as we pull into Kori’s house. I’ve been here a total of one time and that was to pick up Liz and that was a year ago. We exit the van and head inside. From the inside I can tell Kori’s mom does really well for them and I can smell some wonderful food cooking when I see Kori’s dad exit the kitchen. My dad is six feet tall like me just heavier; Kori’s dad is black which throws me off my rocker but not as much as this six foot five monster with a cleaver and an apron.
“Is this him,” He asks Mrs. Patrick.
“Yeah this is Guy, Guy I want you to meet my husband Carl,” Mrs. Patrick says introducing me.
I put my hand out to shake and watch as Carl nearly crushes my hand with a shake, I try to stand my ground as best I can when he starts laughing.
“Okay I can’t do this, the boy didn’t run and he’s trying to keep from dropping to his knees,” Carl laughs letting my hand go.
“What? This was staged,” I ask checking my hand for broken bones.
All three of the laugh and we move into the dining room for dinner. Apparently Carl is a chef and Mrs. Patrick aka Mary’s second husband. I don’t bring up what happened to the first one. It’s all a good meal and they settle down in the living room while I help Carl with the dishes.
“Okay boy, here’s the deal. Mary and I have a really good vibe with you so I’m gonna tell you this straight. Korinna doesn’t make a lot of good decisions when it comes to boys; I’ve given a few of them flying lessons. You didn’t run and you tried not to show that I was crushing your hand so I know you’re tough, be smart and just keep her happy and I’ll keep Mary off you when she finds out you and Kori are having sex,” Carl tells me in more of an advisory speech than a conversation.
We settle down in the living room watching television for about 2 hours when I realize that Kori’s parents have left the room on the couch with Kori. I look over to see she’s been watching me for God knows how long. I see the look in her eyes and lunge across the couch locking lips and pushing her backwards till she’s lying down on the couch with me on top of her. I’m not in a hurry and neither is she as we’re getting out of our clothes. I get her down to her black panties and no bra when she puts on the breaks.
“Do you love me,” Korinna asks with no warning.
I’m frozen in place with the question, love her? I’m racing with a million thoughts about what to say when I hits me like a brick.
“I love you Korinna,” I say a plainly as I can.
Kori pulls me back in for a kiss, this one not lustful or frantic. It’s soft and full of passion as Kori wraps her arms around me pressing me against her chest. I trail kisses down her neck and latch my mouth onto her nipple. Korinna arches her back lifts her ass of the couch, sliding her panties down and off. Her hands work my cock out of my boxer briefs as Kori runs her hand along my shaft lightly before pulling me into her pussy. It’s so much hotter than the sleep over I think she’s gonna melt me, I pull my mouth off and kiss her gently again slowly pulling out and sliding back in. Kori starts moaning lightly in my mouth and I feel her start contracting her muscles on my cock.
“Baby, I really wanna feel you cum with me okay,” Kori asks quietly breaking our kiss.
I speed up my thrusts trying to keep the noise down, long and fast in Kori’s velvety pussy. I am suddenly aware of my surroundings, the TV is still going, Kori is gasping, and there is a light thumping noise from up stairs. Wait, thumping from up stairs? I get the mental image of Carl pounding out Mrs. Patrick on their bed upstairs and I stop for a moment.
“If you listen carefully you can hear your mom and step dad having sex honey,” I tell Kori smirking.
Kori gets that devilish grin and I start moving again trying to keep as quiet as I can only faster now. I feel Kori’s hands on my hips slowing me down, making me feel her muscles even more. We’re hitting our pace when I hear loud moaning from upstairs, Mary just came. I don’t know why but I think about Kori in ten years, a fuller figure after having a kid, my kid maybe. The tingle creeps up on me with the thought of getting Kori pregnant and she’s noticing my cock getting harder inside her.
“Say it again, please,” Kori asks me with some desperation.
“I love you Kori,” I manage to get out between gasps.
As soon as the words leave my lips Kori’s body stiffens up and I’m bucking into her as she orgasms, I feel her teeth in my shoulder and that tingle ride up from my balls as I cum hard with three big shots into her pussy. We’re warm and covered in sweat, I don’t move at all after I finish pumping her full of my cum. We lay there for almost 10 minutes when she taps me and I pull my body off her’s and realize my penis is limp and already out of Kori. I start to get dressed as Kori quietly ducks off to clean up. I’m pulling my shirt on when she comes back wearing a bathrobe.
“You know you didn’t have to tell me you love me,” Kori tells me quietly.
“You could have said you loved me back,” I reply smirking.
Kori slugs me in the shoulder and mutters to herself shaking her head. I finish getting dressed and Kori get’s the couch clean from a little mess we made. Pulling my jacket on she grabs the collar and yanks me in for a kiss.
“I do love you, you dork. It just took me a while to see past the image Liz made of you,” Kori whispers breaking the kiss.
“It’s okay, it might be because you took my virginity but I love you to babe,” I reply resting my forehead on hers.
“You know you can still have sex with other girls right,” Kori tells me.
“Really, we just dropped the love bomb and I can still have sex with other women,” I ask confused.
“Well Katy likes you and Tracy keeps talking about some girl from another school who is blowing up her phone trying to get in touch with you. Just promise me one thing, I was here first,” Kori tells me smiling her cute little ass off.
“Of course babe,” I tell her breaking the hug.
We say our goodbyes at the door and I decide to walk it home. I decline the offer for a ride since it’s kinda late and I don’t want to disturb her folks. It’s a wonderful night in Washington which means it’s lightly raining as I pull my hood up and head out.
I figure it’s about nine at night when I hear a car pulling up behind me. I don’t turn but I can see I’m in their headlights. I turn to see and am blinded by the high beams for a second.
“Hey you need a ride,” comes an accented voice from the car.
I hear people getting out and turn to face the car fully when the headlights go out. I’m blinded and in the dark when something solid smashes me in the gut. I go down hard to have feet meet me in the back and ribs. I’m getting worked over for I don’t know how long when I get dragged to my knees by two people.
“You piece of shit, you think you can have sex with my fiancé and I wouldn’t find out,” the accented voice tells me from behind a ski mask.
I babble something then start coughing; I’m ‘helped’ with my coughing fit by a weak right to the face.
“You fuck my Lajita and you don’t think I will know,” the voice tells me again.
“Lajita’s your fiancé,” I ask pained.
Another right and I start to taste a little blood. The two guys got me tight by the arms and are doing more to keep me up than I’d like right now.
“I know your sister help her to betray me,” the voice spits out.
“Really, I didn’t know she had a fiancé. I didn’t have time to ask while she was letting me fuck her in the ass,” I manage to get out my last words.
That’s about the straw that broke my nose as a foot crashes with my face. The two goons holding me on my knees let go after the kick and I’m being bashed across my back by something solid driving the wind out of me.
I’m out of it and can hear them talking about going somewhere far and too. I think I may have been hit in the head when I get some focus.
“I told you that we’d help you cause she’s your girl but I’m not helping you tie him to the bumper of the car so you can drag him,” I hear a familiar voice say.
“I said we do whatever I want to make him pay and that was the deal,” the accent spits back angrily.
“Hey we’re not killing him cause he embarrassed you two, you said if we help you you’ll put in a good word with the band girl your dating’s friends,” a new voice, deeper than the others.
Band girl, familiar voice, and Lajita. Derek got some back up and decided to take his shot after all. I start to attempt to stand when a big foot steps on my back and pushes me down.
“Hey he’s still moving,” says the deep voice.
“Knock him out and I’ll take us home,” I hear Derek say.
I’m lifted up by my coat and turn to face the car when I see the bat they hit me with in the accent guys hands and another large person behind him. The accent hands off the bat and the last big guy takes the best swing I’ve seen right before the lights go out.Still more to come, PM’s are responded to by me and again I appreciate the comments.

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