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My Pretty Little Slaves – Chapter 2 – Becky’s Training – Tiffani’s Surprise Decision
Introduction: This story is a work of FICTION. Pure fiction some items are exaggerated that is why it is fiction. The story develops and eventually Ben’s intentions are revealed.
Characters introduced:
Janet, sales clerk at a Jewelry store, 29 5’8 brown hair and eyes 32 C
Dr. Reynolds, Ben’s personal doctor, Black male 40 6’2; 12” 3 1/2” cock
Jerry, Ben’s friend – a Master also, black male 43 6’7; 14” 4 1/2” cock
Charlie, white racist soon to be a cockold dominated limp dick wimp, white 6′ 4” 1 ½” cock
Brittany’s , charlie’s girlfriend – with a new discovery lifestyle, 16 5’8 dirty blond hair blue eyes 36d breast
Amber, Dr. Reynolds employee, 18 5’4 Red hair Green eyes 36D breasts
The story continues right after Ben has popped Becky’s ass cherry.
Ben draws a bath in the huge tub for them. He goes back to Becky who is recovering from having her ass pounded.
I have drawn a bath for us, it will help with the soreness my love. He picks up Becky in his her 5′ frame is tiny compared to his 6’5 body. He is sculpted, very strong with rippled muscles. Ben gently puts Becky in the tub and then joins her. They soak for a while.
Ben “My angel you did very well, lets make love all week and start your training next Monday if that is OK with you!”
Becky “That works, just wondering about my mother what is she going to think.” She caresses his cock. “ I want more of this inside of me, I don’t want to leave your bed”.
Ben “You will always be in my bed, Angel, you will be the last one in and the first one out. I do plan to have more slaves live with me, but you will always be the first. You are the Mistress of the house and everybody else will have to obey you. Even your mother when I hope she agrees to be my next slave.”
They soak for a while and then get up and get ready to go to the department store for Makeup lessons.
Arriving at the mall Ben takes her to the department store and then excuses himself to go to the jewelry store to buy her nipple rings, diamond ear rings, clitoris stud and pussy lip rings. He also gets her a ring for her navel. He sees a beautiful Diamond engagement ring he asks the saleslady to look at it. Janet then takes it out and says to Ben. “You must really love your girlfriend!”.
Ben “Yes, I do!” Ben notices Janet’s beautiful features, nice breast (32C) and long brown hair with big brown eyes. “Do you work on commission, Janet”
Janet “I sure do, let me get you my card” she writes her cell number on the back. She whispers to Ben, “I have put my cell number on the back, I never do that, call me if you need anything. We can re-size the ring if needed”. Janet rings up his purchases and put it in a bag and Ben gives her his credit card. Janet realizes she has just made enough money to pay rent for a couple of months. Ben puts the ring in his pocket and then goes to pickup Becky.
Becky has put on Ben’s favorite fragrance on. Ben goes to the counter and hardly recognizes her. Ben tells her she is beautiful and kisses her. He pays the lady for the session and the products she has selected.
Becky asks can we go to the drug store, I want to pick up a few things. She picks up some feminine hygiene products, shaving cream for women, ladies razors and hair removal cream. She looks at the rubbers and tells Ben she does not want him to ever ware one with her. They then leave and go back home. Upon getting home they strip and Becky puts her purchases in the master bathroom. She goes up to Ben and put him on the bed. I want to have sex, Master. They proceed to make passionate love. She wants it in each hole before they get up. After Ben has three orgasms and Becky has nine. They are exhausted and Ben suggest they go to the hot tub, they do. While they walk to the pool area Becky asks if his other lovers have multiple orgasms like she does.
Ben “Some do, but most have a couple. You are definitely very prone to have multiple orgasms. You even squirt which is rare. Your essences is intoxicating I love drinking your cum”
They get to the tub and turn it on and go get a drink in the kitchen. Ben gets a beer and Becky asks if she could have a sip. She has never had beer. Ben tells her it is a lager beer. She likes it and Ben gets her one. She smiles at Ben “Are you trying to get me drunk, Master? You can have your way with me without alcohol” She says with a smile. “I love how you treat me as a lady and not as a little girl”
Ben “You are my little girl, you are my lady and my angel. I love everything about you” He then goes to where his pants are and gets his bags and a small box. He shows her the jewelry for her body and that tomorrow she will get pierced in a tattoo/piercing store where he knows the owner. He then goes down to one knee and shows her the box.
Ben “Becky, my angel and lover, will you do me the honor of being my wife!” Becky screams and says “Yes, Master, Yes. Hell yes. I love you. I LOVE YOU.” Ben puts the ring on her finger and it is a little to big for her. It is huge on her finger.
Becky “This is too much for me, Master.” He then puts the diamond earrings in her ears
Ben “Nothing is too much for my lover, my angel and my fiance”. They kiss and start to make out and head to the hot tub that is now hot. They get in and she sits between his legs and looks at her ring. Tells Ben it is beautiful, his answer is “Not as beautiful as you sweetheart!”
Becky “you know how to say the sweetest things!”. They stay their in the tub for a while and then Becky starts to stroke his cock trying to get it hard, when it is she puts it in her pussy.
Becky “Make love to your fiance, darling!”. She straddles Ben and begins to bounce up and down faster and faster.
Ben “I think you are fucking me, darling”
Becky “Yes I am, and plan to the rest of my life”
They stay in the hot tub for a while after they make love. The go to dinner and then to watch a movie in the living room. After which they go to bed.
Ben “Tell me about yourself, I want to know everything”.
Becky “My father died over a year ago, I was never very close to him. I think he hated me for ruining his life. He got my mother pregnant when she was 15 and was forced to marry her. He never abused me, he just ignored me. He would come home long enough to have sex with mom and pay the bills. I do not miss him one bit. You are ten times the man he was. My mom might have difficulty with accepting that I am your fiance, my tattoos and piercings and your are my Master. I will tell her that it is my choice and that if she wants anything to do with me and my life that she has to accept it. Additionally she will have to submit to you and become your willing slave and be submissive to me. I think she can prove that when I order her to go down on me”
Ben “I am not like your bastard father, I love you first and foremost. I love and care for all my slaves. There are many some in stores in the mall, at the school you will be eventually attending, a few police officers, social workers, nurses, a gynecologist that will become your doctor. They are all mine. I put most of them through college paying for it all. They live in houses I own. I take care of them and they take care of me. Not so much sexually now, they have to have their lovers get a clean HIV/STD test certificate and my approval before I let them have sex with any man. They only have sex with black men, which is their choice and preference. Not one of my slaves has ever found a cock as big and thick as mine. Before they come back to my bed they have to get a certificate from my doctor. They know this and abide by it.”
Becky “You have all these willing women waiting to have sex with you and you choose me to share your life, Why?”
Ben “I fell in love with you the first time I saw you, you had a crush on me and I noticed your willingness to give me your love unconditionally. You accepted my cock without reservation, you made love to me like no other woman. You love with your whole body and soul.”
They get off the couch and head to the bedroom to make love. After they have sex vaginally and then anally. Becky tells Ben she is getting comfortable with his cock in her ass. She wants him to put all 16” into her pussy in the morning. She then gets on top of Ben and inserts his erect cock into her pussy.
Becky “This is how I want to sleep every night, with your manhood inside my pussy, Master!”.
They fall to sleep like this. Ben has a smile on his face. In the morning Ben has his usual morning wood and Becky wakes up and starts to bounce up and down on his cock.
Becky “This is the way to wake up in the morning”.
She fucks Ben for 15 minutes and then Ben rolls her over to her back and precedes to push her cervix and with every stroke he slams into her cervix. After 30 minutes or so, he finally gets all 16” inches in her all the way to the bottom of her womb and erupts inside of her.
Becky “That hurt when you went through my cervix, but it started to feel better”.
Ben pulls out and heads to the bathroom to go piss. He takes a little blue pill and takes a mental note to call the doctor to get a prescription refilled.
He then goes to the bed and tells Becky to get on her back and put her head off of the bed so that her mouth lines up with her neck.
Ben “I am now going to push my cock down your throat and while you give me a blowjob. We are going to practice this 5 times in a row. Remember to breathe through you nose and swallow when the head hits the back of your throat.”
He then face fucks her for the next two hours pumping load after load into her stomach. Watching Becky’s throat bulge out with every stroke. Ben thinks he needs to tape this so Becky can see it. After they are done Ben tells Becky that he is going to take her out for lunch. They arrive at this nice restaurant and order after they are finished he notices a teenage couple come into the restaurant, she is good looking with a nice rack on her. He looks like a real dip shit. Ben and Becky start to leave and the kid says under his breathe he thinks “Nigger can’t you find a jungle bunny to fuck?” Ben hears this and ignores him. They leave and get in their car in front of the restaurant. He tells Becky to stay in the car. Ben gets out and takes a couple of pictures of the couple and sends them to his buddy that likes to dominate women and make slaves out of them by force. Ben does not like to do that, it is not his game, he wishes his slaves to be willing. His buddy calls him and they talk and he tells him what the kid said. He said he will be there in 15 minutes with his gang.
Ben gets back in the car and Becky asks what did the guy say to him. Ben tells her he called him a nigger and said he should stick with black women guys term “Jungle Bunnies”.
Becky “That Bastard”
Ben “Don’t worry he will get his, I will fix his ass” and her’s he thinks to himself.
15 minutes later Ben sees twenty guys go down an alley down the street and 20 more across the street. He notices three guys standing by alley and three by the restaurant along with his friend. The teenage couple leave the restaurant and notice the men and walk towards the alley and the trap. Becky has a smile on her face, “That guy is going to get his ass kicked now!” Little did she know the his girlfriend was going to get gangbanged by 46 big black guys with huge cocks.
The couple head towards the alley fast looking behind them at the four brothers. They come upon the alley and see three more brothers and try to cross the street and notice 20 more brothers. The kid runs with his girlfriend down the alley right into the trap.
The guys go down the alley after them, the three brothers guard the alley. Ben then drives off and tells Becky that he needs to go to a store. Ben pulls up to an Adult Bookstore and takes Becky inside. He gets a couple of large dildos about 14” long, three butt plugs one with a girth about 6” in the middle. He gets some anal lube and Becky smiles at Ben. They make the purchases and the sales clerk thanks Ben for shopping. They leave the store and Ben tells Becky to put the large butt plug in her ass.
Ben “This should keep your stool in your ass”
Becky “I wonder what they are doing to that asshole guy?”
Ben “Do you want to go see, I will protect you?
Becky “I know you will, yes I do”.
Ben knows she will be surprised what is going on in the alley. The arrive back at the entrance to the alley about two hours later. They walk towards the alley and the guys say hello to Ben and ask about Becky. He tells them she is his fiance. They congratulate the couple and tell her she is beautiful. Ben and Becky head down the alley, about halfway down they hear the girlfriend moaning and panting. They arrive at the crowd that is standing around the girlfriend she is taking a cock in her cunt and ass at the same time. They are pounding her without mercy. She looks like she has cried her eyes out and has given in to the situation. The brothers are stroking her pussy and ass like two pistons. When one gets done another brother takes his place. This sixteen year old girl is getting the gangbang of a lifetime.
Ben talks to his friend Jerry “Where is that racist fucking bastard?”. Jerry points to the side of the girlfriend that is getting her holes stretched behold belief. They pickup the kid, he has been watching his girlfriend get gangbanged. He is beaten, each guy has used him as a punching bag. Now they are using his girlfriend as a cum dumpster. Ben looks over at the girlfriend and notices she is taking a 14” cock down her throat.
Ben tells the white guy “Looks like your girlfriend likes nigger cock.” Strip this loser, the guys rip off this clothes. No wonder she loves this 12” black cocks, you only have 4” to offer her. Becky comes over and looks at his pathetic little cock and laughs out loud.
Becky “Thank god I have a real man to have sex with me. That little thing wouldn’t please a mouse’s cunt!” “Hold that fucker up and spread his legs and hold him there guys”. Becky precedes to kick the guy in his balls. She kicks him ten times, “wake that pussy up” Becky asks the brothers. They precede to piss on his face until he is awake.
Becky to the white guy “That is for calling my man a nigger you white racist asshole!, looks like your girlfriend over there is really getting into getting fucked by black guys. I can understand why when I look at you little penis”, she kicks him again and he drops like a sack of potatoes. “Stay down there on the floor you dog”.
Becky goes over to the girlfriend and the girlfriend takes the cock that has just finished dumping a load down her throat out of her mouth. “Are you enjoying those huge black cocks?”.
The girlfriend replies “Fuck yes I am, Charlie’s little penis never did anything for me, he is pathetic excuse of a man. He has never made me climax. I climaxed 20 times so far. The brothers can fuck me all they want! I will never let a white man fuck me again.”
Ben and Becky leave looking at the kid as he starts to cry like a baby. His girlfriend tells him to shut the fuck up you loser. You are just a dog. She tells the guys to beat him until he is unconscious.
When they arrive back at the car Becky asks Ben “How long do you think they are going to fuck that girl in the alley?”. “Probably a couple of days, she looks like she really is in to it now, you saw her clothes were ripped off of her. They probably forced her the first couple of times and then she obviously started to like it. Jerry likes to force his slaves into servitude, I do not like to treat women like that. I want my slaves to come to me willingly not by force. I did not force you and will not force your mother”
Becky “I will persuade her, you are a great lover and caring Master”
Ben “I am going to start your pussy training tomorrow morning!”
Becky “Thank you, Master!, now take me home and take me to bed. Watching all that fucking has made me horny as hell”
They go home and as usual the strip off their clothes as soon as they get into the house. They tell the maid that they will have dinner in bed at 8 tonight. Becky giggles as she runs up to their bedroom. It has been a week since Tiffani left for her training, she must really be busy Becky thinks to herself. Becky and Ben have been busy all week also, fucking each other silly everyday.
Becky “Master, with all the love making we have been doing this week, I don’t think I will have a problem completing my pussy training tomorrow.”
Ben “Becky, you are an incredible lover, very passionate and caring. Willing to try new things with me. Your training will be a great success”.
Ben puts Becky into the doggie position, “This is the first time in this position, Master” Becky states. “It allows me to get deeper penetration and at a different angle” Ben then pushes the head of his cock into her pussy and she squeals “mmm, Master, that feels good”, “How about this?”. Ben then pushes 12” and hit her cervix. UGHHHHHHHHH UGHHHHHHHHH is all she can get out, Ben then starts to pump her pussy. With each stroke Ben gives Becky she squeals UGHHHHHHHHH UGHHHHHHHHH UGHHHHHHHHH. Ben gives her twenty strokes and stops. Becky catches her breathe and tells Ben “Why did you stop!, Every stroke I think you hit my G-Spot. Keep fucking pumping me. GO FASTER!” UGHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHHHHHH, FASTER DAMN YOU, UGHHHHHHHHH, UGHHHHHHHHH. Becky start mumbling something incoherently for about fifteen minutes and then yells “I AM CUMMMMMMING, YES I AM CUMMMMMMING, Master you are a fucking GOD!!!!”. He continues to pound her and she continues to cum over and over again. Ben finally climaxes after 2 hours of pounding her.
Becky rests for a minute or two and then tells Ben, “Ben, Master, lover make love to me like that again. He pounds her just like he did before for 3 hours before the climax together. Becky had climaxed over 6 times before it ended with her most violent orgasm of her life.
The maid comes into the room with dinner. “Master, Mistress Dinner is ready. You two sound like you are having fun. I could hear you two in the kitchen. Master, Miss Tiffani called while you two were have intercourse. I told Miss Tiffani you two where out and I would give you the message when you got back. She asked me what the noise was. I told her it was the TV, it was apparently a sex scene. Tiffani replied “Must be a great sex scene”.” Becky and Ben both laughed at that.
Ben “We will call Tiffani back after dinner, we need to catch our breathe”.
Maid “Do you need anything else?” They both said “I have everything I need right here, Good night”
Maid “I got gotten balls for my ears if you to are going to keep that up all night!” She leaves, Ben and Becky smile and Becky says “I guess I was a little loud, lets eat and have sex all night.” Ben replies “What about your training?”
Becky “It has started already, I plan to have sex with you ten times tonight thru tomorrow morning. I don’t plan on leaving this bedroom until Tuesday at the earliest. After training we are going to continue to suck and fuck each other blind or until you cannot produce any sperm any more”.
After they finish eating they go to the bathroom and Becky douches twice. Becky then goes back to bed and lays down with her legs spread, Ben comes to bed and Becky tells him “Master, I have you dessert for you”. Ben sucks on her breasts and then proceeds to suck her pussy, inserting his long tongue as far it will go. He hits her G-Spot and she bucks her hips, she climaxes and he sucks her juices.
Ben “What did you douche with?, it taste like strawberries and bananas”.
Becky “Just a fragrance I found at the department store in the perfume section, I guess you like it”
Ben does not say anything he just eats her pussy out until she climaxes two more times.
Becky “Enough, put that big fella in me and pound me like you did before”
Ben and Becky do not leave the master suite for two days. She completes her pussy training with flying colors. They suck and fuck each other over and over again. Only stopping to eat,use the bathroom and occasionally sleep. After having a 16 sex marathon they finally pass out in each others arms and sleep for a while. They awake and Becky says “Good Morning Master, did I pass my pussy training?” “Yes” was all Ben could say. Becky then sucks Ben’s cock for an hour before he can climax.
Becky “If you make love to my mother like that then she will have no problem becoming “SLAVE TIFFANI” for us”
Ben “I am going to call Dr. Reynolds and setup a meeting for us today, I need more Viagra and he told me over the phone a couple of weeks ago he wants to put me on a Vitamin and Supplement regiment when I get my new slave(s), they are something to make me produce more seamen and sperm. I think I am going to need it to keep up with the two of you ladies, Lets go take a shower and clean up we smell like sex”
Becky “Great Sex, Master!”.
They get in the shower and Becky cleans Ben’s cock until it is hard and inserts it into her ass.
Becky “Need practice, Master!”
After the shower Ben calls the doctor and sets up an appointment for 1. Becky tells Ben she wants to go shopping and they leave the house. Becky remembers to wear her butt plug. They go to a couple of stores and a drug store and then head to Dr. Reynolds office.
Dr. “How are you doing Ben?”.
Ben “Doing good, I want to introduce you to my new slave, my future wife Becky”.
Dr. “Nice to meet you Becky, Ben she is beautiful. She looks like an angel!”.
Ben “That is her nickname, I am in love for the first time in my adult life!!”
Dr. “What brings you here today, Ben?”.
Ben “I need a prescription for Viagra, and one for the supplement you have been telling me about”.
Dr. “OK, the supplement will help you produce more cum. Each pill will make you produce two times the amount of cum that you normally produce. Do not take more than 5 at a time. You need to take these pills at least two times a day. If you get more slaves you will need to increase it. I will give you a prescription for 1000 pills with 12 refills. I will give you a prescription for Viagra for 90 pills with 12 refills. I will give you a list of vitamins that you need to take once a day. You can get these at GNC in the mall”
Ben “Good, I plan to have another slave by the end of the month”. Ben looks at Becky and smiles.
Becky “Dr. he is talking about my mother who works for Gerald. And she will make an excellent slave for Master. Ben is an excellent lover”.
Amber knocks on the door and talks to the doctor and notices her Master. “Master, I did not know you were coming in for an appointment today, I miss you. I need you inside me again. I have not had anybody as you know since you”
Ben “Amber, this is my new slave my future wife and the New Mistress of the House!”
Amber “Nice to meet you, Mistress. May I have your permission to worship our Masters cock?”.
Becky “OK, go ahead”
Amber then unzips her Master and begins to suck his cock down her throat. This goes on for about 25 minutes before Ben climaxes.
Amber “I missed that, Master. Master, Mistress will you consider letting me move back in?”.
Ben “We will discuss it and get back in touch with you”.
Amber “Thank you, Master Mistress, Nice to meet you Mistress”.
They leave and head to the mall to GNC and then the drug store and head home.
Becky “Tomorrow, Master, I want to complete my anal training!”.
Ben “OK. “
They go home and strip and head to bed to go back to sleep.
Becky is the first one to get up in the morning. She gets Ben’s pills five supplements and vitamins and two little blue pills with a glass of water. She get the anal lube from the cabinet and goes back to bed. She proceeds to suck Ben’s cock until it is fully erect and he is fully awake.
Ben “I love get awoken by a beautiful woman sucking on my cock”.
Becky “Master, take you pills and I will put the lube on both of us”. Becky then lays down on the side of the bed with her ass in the air. She spreads her ass cheeks and tells Ben “It is time to start my anal training, Master, don’t stop until you climax ten times”
Ben is rock hard and pushes his cock into her ass with a load pop. Becky squeaks and tells him to push it in further. Ben strokes his cock in and out of her ass only leaving the head in her. He starts to go faster and faster until he pumping her ass like a piston. He continues his assault on her ass for an hour before he climaxes.
Becky catching her breathe says “One down, nine to go, Master!”
The continue to have anal sex until the next morning.
Becky “One more time Master, I want to suck your cock clean after you cum my lover!”
Ben gets his cock hard one last time, shaking his head he pushes his cock into Becky’s ass with little resistance. He then stokes her ass and then tells her to get on top so she can control the depth. He is tired and cannot pump any more. She gets on top and put his cock in her ass and starts to grind faster and faster until she feels him starting to cum. She gets off of his cock and pushes it down her throat in one pass. He climaxes and passes out. She goes and cleans up and gets into the shower. She gets a wash rag and cleans up her sleeping master. She then snuggles with him and goes to sleep. They sleep until dinner time.
Ben “Becky, you are amazing. When I was about to climax last night somehow you made be hold it back. I have never had a woman do that to me. Your ass would constrict on my cock so it would not cum.”
Becky “So, I passed my anal training successfully?”.
Ben “Yes, let’s rest for a couple of days. I am going to go to the shower want to join me.”
Becky gets up and joins her Master in the shower. They wash each other rubbing the soap on each others body and then rinsing. Becky ask Ben to join her in the hot tub and they go and turn the hot tub on and get a bottle of wine. They soak in the hot tube and enjoy each others company. Becky asks about Amber.
Ben “I took her in when she was homeless at 12. She did not consent to becoming my slave until she was 13. It took her several tries before she could be fucked 10 straight times in either hole. I was not in any hurry. She left last year to work for Doctor Reynolds. I thought she was happy until she said something two days ago. Your mother is coming back in a couple of weeks and we need to concentrate on getting her to accept our lifestyle and your decision.”
The phone rings and Ben reaches and answers it. Ben tells Becky it is Jerry from the other day. They talk and Jerry invites him to a party he is throwing at the Masters council. He says he will ask Becky and will get back to him. He tells Jerry his relationship with Becky is monogamous.
Becky that was Jerry he is throwing a special party at the Master Council. It is a place where Masters and their Slaves join others for a social gathering. They usually share each others slaves but he is not going to do that with Becky. No ever. He tells Becky, “You are mine and only mine, I do not want to share you or your amazing body with anybody else. Some other slaves I will share but their partners have to have HIV/STD Certificates stating they are free of disease.”
Becky “Master, it is OK with me if we go. I do not want to have sex there. I am a little sore when is this party.”
Ben “A couple of days from now, I will call him back and tell him we are coming and you are off limits and to make that clear to everybody there”
Ben calls Jerry back and tells him they are coming and that Becky is off limits.
Ben “Jerry was disappointed that you are not available. He really wanted to have sex with you. I think you are going to break a lot of guys hearts at the council”.
The continue to soak in the hot tub. An hour later Tiffani calls and talks to them on the speaker phone.
Tiffani “Becky, how are you doing out there?”
Becky “I am fine, having a great time with Ben and Nikki” she smiles at Ben.
Tiffani “Ben, is Becky behaving herself and doing what she is told?” Becky looks down and shakes her head in disbelief.
Ben “Yes, Tiffani, Becky has been an angel while she has been with me. We are all getting along splendidly”. Ben pinches Becky’s breast.
Becky “How is training going out there, Mom?”
Tiffani “Fine, I get out late and it is too late to call you and I get up and rush out of here to make it to the training, I will be home in two weeks. I miss you baby.”
Becky “I miss you too, Mom. I am in the hot tub right now it is amazing. I love the pool area”.
Tiffani “I love you baby and your take care and listen to Ben. Be a good girl”.
Becky “I will and I love you too”. She is looking at Ben when she said that.
Tiffani hangs up and Becky says “Tiffani wants me to obey you Ben, My master. You want to get out of here and go to bed?”.
Ben “Yes, let’s get in bed and watch some TV before we go to sleep”.
The go to bed and snuggle and watch some TV. They kiss and caress each other. Becky tells Ben “Master, I want some cum. You need to take your vitamins and supplements let me get them for you my love” She get his pills minus the usual little blue pill tonight.
Becky “I think I have a plan, Every morning I will give you a blowjob when we wake up and then give you your pills. Before we turn in at night I will give you another blowjob and give you your pills. How does that sound?”.
Ben “That sounds good to me lover!, Tomorrow we are going to get your tattoos and piercings. We need to leave early because it is going to take some time”.
Becky “Can I get a special tattoo if I see something I like.”
Ben “You can get what ever you want”
Becky “Take your pills while I suck your cock, Master”.
Becky then starts to suck Ben’s magnificent cock. She takes it out of her mouth and ask Ben.
“Master, have I told you I love you today?. Other than when I said it to my mother. I do love you and I know my mother is going to love you too.”
Becky starts sucking him deep down her throat and Ben finally climaxes. He blows a huge load into her stomach.
“Master, I love sucking your cock!” Becky proclaims. Ben replies “Becky, I love you. I love you more and more everyday. I was thinking about getting married in Hawaii. What do you think? We could spend a couple of months there and really see Hawaii”
Becky “I think that is a great idea, I would love to marry you in Hawaii, downtown in the courthouse or anywhere. Hawaii is a beautiful place from what I have seen pictures. I would love to go there with you, my lover and my master”.
They snuggle and drift off to sleep.
The next morning they shower and get dressed to go to the tattoo parlor. They walk in and the owner has tattoos all over here body. She looks up and says “Master how can I help you”.
“This is my new slave and my future wife, Becky, she needs to get her tattoos and piercings” Ben says. Looking at Becky “I told you I had other slaves in town”.
Mistress Becky, come with me. They go into the backroom where it is private and she tells Becky to disrobe and get into the chair. I am going to put your tattoos on the front first. The Queen of Spades on your pubic mound, expert cocksucker on your hip, “For black cocks only” on one side of your pussy and “For Master Ben Only” on the other side. I will then put the nipple, clitoris, pussy lip and belly button rings in. Finally, I will put your rings in your tongue. You will then turn over and I will put a Queen of Spades on the back of your neck and Master Ben’s Girl on the small of your back. “Anything else you want Master?”, She asks. I want her to have angel wings on her back sholder and have on either upper arm a tattoo that reads “Ben’s Angel”
“Becky do you want any other tattoos?” Ben asks.
Becky “I want a red heart on the inside of my breast that has your name in the middle of it”.
Ben “Is that it?” No, I want you to get a tattoo on your cock on the top that reads “BIG FELLA” on it and get a couple of piercings along the top and bottom of your shaft”.
Ben “OK. My love. I want to get your clit erect when she is ready to give you your piercing.”
Becky “I would not have it any other way”.
The get all this done and it is over ten hours later, Becky is sore. Ben’s cock is throbbing. The Tattoo artist tells them they should leave each other alone for 24 hours until it stops hurting. She tells them how to clean the piercings, Becky should eat some ice cream and drink cold things until the swelling in her tongue goes down. She thanks them for their business.
Ben “That fucking hurt!”. Becky looks at Ben and rolls her eyes. “OK, I guess you hurt worse!” and smiles.
Becky signs to him that she loves him. This is getting to be a ritual for her. She has never felt so loved before.
On the day of the Council meeting the swelling has gone down and they both feel better. They get dressed and head to the meeting.
The arrive and there are a lot of cars out front.
Ben “Must be a record crowd”
Ben and Becky go into the building and Ben is greeted by the other Masters. They all look at Becky with lust in their eyes. She holds onto Ben’s arm very tight. He leans down and she says “Do not leave me alone. If you have to go to the bathroom take me with you. All these guys are lusting after me. I have all my clothes on and the way they look at me you would think I was naked”
Ben “I will protect you my lover, my soon to be wife!”
Everybody is sitting and Becky thinks there must be at least 300 men, all black and probably all sporting huge hard cocks. Jerry comes out from the back room with the girlfriend from the other day. He then gets everybody’s attention and starts to speak.
“Hello fellow slave owners, I would like to present to you my latest slave, Brittany”, with that she takes off her sundress. She is not wearing any undergarments and is completely naked before the council. I notice on the front she has tattoo that reads “Black Cock Whore” another one says “Expert Cocksucker” on the sides of her pussy it reads “For Black Cocks only” and “Must be over 10” to use” he turns her around and on her back there is an intricate Queen of Spades tattoo that covers from her should blades down to the small of her back. On one ass cheek it reads “Property of Master Jerry” on the other it reads “Black Cock Whore” and “No job or cock too BIG”. On her left arm it reads “GANG BANG QUEEN” and on the inside of her forearm it reads “The more cocks the better” On the other forearm it reads “FILL ALL THREE HOLE AT ONCE”.
“Masters I present Brittany for your pleasure. Please fuck her brains out. She will take you in all her hole and as a special treat.”. Jerry pulls on a leash and out comes her former boyfriend. He is naked and does not have a hair on his body. On his back it says DOG. On his chest it reads “EXCELLENT AT CLEANING PUSSIES AND ASSES OF CUM”. This is Charlie, Brittany’s former boyfriend. He likes to call black people “NIGGERS” and black women “JUNGLE BUNNIES”. His girlfriend discovered she was a lover of black cock when we beat the shit out of him. Her initiation was with 50 brothers that all had 12 inch cocks or better doing her for two weeks. She is now my black cock whore. She cannot get enough of it”. She is pulled to a table in the middle of the hall and the masters take there turns filling each whole with cock pounding her like jackhammers. DOG is made to clean her pussy and ass after every third gangbang. She is being used by all the Master except for Ben.
Ben “It is time to go, she made her bed and now she has to lay in it.”
Ben and Becky get up and head for the door. Jerry stops them, Ben you are not staying for the gangbang?
Ben “It is really not my kind of scene and I have plans with my Becky here, enjoy. Hopefully she will survive. Charlie looks beaten almost like he is ready to die”
Jerry “My other slaves use a strap on 18” dildoe to ream out his ass. Me and Brittany laugh the whole time. She kicks him in the nuts 12 times a day. “
Ben and Becky leave and in the car they kind of feel sorry for Charlie.
The next week goes by quickly and on Friday Becky asks Ben to complete her training by fucking her throat 20 times. He does and it takes him till Saturday afternoon before he is completed the task. They clean up and get ready for Tiffani’s return in the afternoon on Sunday.
Sunday arrives and the driver calls Ben and tells him that he has just entered the town and should be at his estate in 45 minutes.
Becky and Ben discuss how they should break it to her.
Becky says the maid should bring Tiffani into the pool area and when she is there she will exit the pool naked for her mother to take it all in, all her tattoos and piercings. When she gives her mother a hug Ben will get out of the pool and come over to her completely naked.
Becky tells Ben “I will tell her that you are my Master and that I am his slave. I have had sex with him in my pussy and ass many times. And that I have given you multiple blowjobs. That this is my choice. I will then show her my engagement ring and tell her we are going to be married in Hawaii. That she can be a part of her life or not. This is her choice. I will tell her that I love you and I am going to be spending the rest of my life with you. I will tell her you are willing to take her as a slave also, but it is her choice and must be done willingly.
Tiffani arrives 45 minutes later. She comes to the front door and the maid shows her to the pool area.
Tiffani “Becky I am back, I missed you”.
Becky getting out of the pool comes to her mother slowly so that she can take it all in, “I missed you too, Mom, I had a great time with Ben”
Tiffani “Becky get some clothes on, you are naked”.
Becky “This is house rules, no clothes are to be worn by women while they are in our house unless there are strange guest”.
Tiffani “OUR house?”
Becky “Master Ben’s and mine, this is our house. He is my master and I am his slave. I am the Mistress of the house”. She tells her what she said she would. Tiffani cannot believe her ears.
Becky “You are in my house and you will take off your clothes!”. “Becky, I can’t”. “You will or I will rip the off of your body” Tiffani takes off all her clothes and puts them on a chair. Becky then gives her a hug and Ben gets out of the pool and dries off and comes up to Tiffani naked.
Tiffani looks at Ben in the face and the tentatively looks at his cock. Her jaw drops as she taken in Ben in all his glory. “How big is that thing?, God it is by far the biggest cock I have ever seen. Becky you had sex with that in your vagina and ass? How did it fit?”
Becky “First, he is 16” long and 5 1/2” wide, Second, Yes I had sex with that beautiful cock in me in both my pussy and my ass, I have deep throat his cock. Let me demonstrate for you.”
Becky puts Ben’s cock in her mouth and begins to suck it all the way down her throat. She bobs up and down on it and shows Tiffani the bulge in her throat. She takes it out of her throat and mouth and says to Tiffani, “Would you like to try it?” “NO” is her response. Tiffani notices the tattoo on Ben’s cock.
Tiffani “I see his cock is pierced and has a tattoo on it”
Ben “That was Becky’s idea, Becky show Tiffani your tattoos and piercing. Explain the meaning behind them also please.”
Becky “Yes, Master”, Becky points to her Queen of Spades tattoo and tells Tiffani it means she preference is black cock over white cock. That white cock is inferior and way too small to be pleasurable. She shows her other tattoos and explains how she acquired each one. She shows her her angel tattoo and tells her that is what her Master calls her when they are alone. She calls him Ben when they are in their bed together. She stick out her tongue and tells her that it enhances her blowjob skills and Masters pleasure.
Becky says it is her choice to join us and become Master’s new slave.
Tiffani “Becky, you must be crazy if I am going to let you throw your life away ….” before she can finish her sentence Becky slaps Tiffani in the face and then does it again
Becky “How dare you disrespect me in my house! This is Master Ben’s house and Mine you will obey me and my Master” she hits her again “you must be insa…” Becky then beats her mother and then gets the crop and starts to beat her. “You will respect me and my Master and my future husband in our house” She whips her.
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
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Tiffani has red welts on her back and Becky turns her over and start whipping her tits, belly and pussy.
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
WHACK….WHACK….WHACK
Tiffani is crying. Becky tells her to quit crying. Tiffani tries. Tiffani gets up.
Becky “Tiffani come over here and kiss my feet and tell me that you are sorry for your disobedience” Tiffani is beaten and broken that her daughter has done this to her. She crawls over to her and kisses her feet and tells her that she is sorry for her disobedience.
Becky “Now go over to Master and worship his cock and tell him you are sorry for your disobedience”. Tiffani crawls over to Ben and apologies for her disobedience. What do you mean by worship his cock?
Becky “Suck his cock. Take it in your mouth. Push it down your throat. Breathe through your nose and swallow as the head of his cock hits the back of you throat, Do it now or I will beat you until you pass out.”
Tiffani does as she is told and eventually she gets the massive cock down her throat.
Becky “Suck him till he cums in your throat”
After about 20 minutes of chicken heading his cock Ben blows a huge load down Tiffani’s throat.
Becky “Very good, you might become a good slave. I do not plan on asking you tonight to make your decision. But know this, it is your choice. Ben will take care of you if you agree to us getting married. If not, you will be stripped naked and left in the middle of the town. You will loose the job that Ben got for you. You will have no clothes, no money, no car. You will probably be gang raped and/or be some pimps prostitute. For tonight you will sleep in our room on the floor hand cuffed to the bed. You will watch me and my future husband make love. I will ask for your decision tomorrow morning. Master takes care of his slaves and he has many in this town and county. I have met a lot of them. They all worship him and they are obedient to him. He is my Master and nothing you do will change that. I love you. My Master loves you and wants to take care of you. You have to come to him willingly. Now lets go to my bedroom and get you washed up and ready for bed”.
They head to the master suite and go take a shower, all three of them. They wash Tiffani’s wounds and Ben and Becky wash each other. They get out of the shower, Ben and Becky then put healing ointment on Tiffani’s welts.
Becky “I am sorry it came down to that, you gave me no choice Tiffani”
Tiffani “I’m sorry, it is a shock to see my 13 year old daughter like this!”
Becky “Master, does not treat me like a 13 year old girl but as a woman and as his lover. He is gentle and tender. He is a great lover as you will see very soon.”
The go to bed and handcuff Tiffani to the post. She watches as Ben and Becky make passionate love together. She watches as Ben’s cock disappears into her pussy and he buries all 16” inside of her womb. They turn over with Ben still inside her pussy. Becky is on top and she grinds on top. Becky bounces up and down on his mighty cock. This goes on for 30 minutes before Ben erupts in her womb. Becky has climaxed 3 times. The last one as Ben climaxes. With Ben still in her Becky asks Tiffani “Have you ever had a man cum in your womb? “NO” “it is an amazing feeling, I love it when he cums in my vagina but it is better when he cums in my womb”. She kisses Ben and leans in and tells him “I Love You, you are mine, I will share you with your slaves, but you sleep with me, I am yours and you are all mine” Tiffani watch as Ben fucks me in my ass. Becky then gets off the bed and gets into the doggie position. Ben then inserts his cock into her ass and starts to pound her. Becky tells him to “Fuck me like a jackhammer!” He does and she starts have one orgasm after another. By the time Ben finally cums he has fucked her for two hours. They crawl into bed and spoon each other. Becky tells Ben “I love it when you fuck my ass like that, Master!, I LOVE YOU. Time to go to sleep. Becky and Ben falls to sleep quickly. Tiffani stays awake for a while and finally sleeps after taking in everything that has transpired since she walked through the door into the house.
Ben and Becky wake up first and Becky does her usual routine in the morning. Tiffani wakes up to Becky sucking on Ben’s huge cock. Becky notices her being awake and winks at her. After Ben cums, Becky get off his cock.
Becky undo her handcuffs and puts Tiffani on the floor. “So what is your decision Tiffani?”
Tiffani crawls over to Ben and tells him “Please let me be your slave. I submit myself to be your slave. I do this of my own free will. I want to be a part of my daughters life and that is apparently with you as her husband and master. I give you permission to marry my daughter. You seem to love her. I will be watching and hopefully you will prove me right.”
Ben “I will take you as my slave, Becky is now your Mistress. You are to obey her every order without question.”
Tiffani “Yes, Master”
Ben “Good, Mistress please go over the rules. I see she needs to shave.”
Becky “Very good choice Slave Tiffani. Now lets go over the rules….”
Chapter 3 to follow …. Tiffani’s training and a SURPRISE.
Hope you enjoy my story. I will reveal more of the back story about Ben in the coming chapters….
Stay tuned…
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Aunt Meg part 2 Sally
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Aunt Meg said she had to get back to work and left me in the Cabin alone. I sat there for a few minutes basking in the glow of enjoyable sex.
Then the Cabin door flew open… there stood Sally…
The look on her face told me she had been watching Aunt Meg and I. The look was of lust and as her lips moved into a smile she began shedding her clothes I was entranced. First she pulled her Cheer sweater over her head then she reached for the clasp of her front opening bra. As she freed the bra the cups exploded off her beautiful 34 C’s . Her nipples stood out like a pair of pink raisins.
She turned her skirt around and began to unbutton it, she let it fall and stood there in her cotton panties. Ooh that camel toe stood out just like I remembered . Sally smiled at me and put her thumbs into the waist band of her panties…I said wait…and motioned her over to the bed..
As she neared I held out my hands at the proper height for her to step in and her tits to be in my hands. I caressed them and kissed them and sucked her right nipple into my mouth and rolled it around. I heard the quick intake of her breath. I continued to suckle on her nipple and put my arms around her and rand ran my hands all over her back. Her skin was so soft and smooth but at the same time heat was radiating from her skin.
I moved my mouth from her nipple kissing across to the other giving the left nipple a few tongue twists then kissed a trail up to her neck. With my hands in the center of her shoulders so that I could pull her into me I began to kiss her neck, slobbery kisses. She tilted her head to the side and forward onto my shoulder. The slobbery kisses turned to kisses and bites and humming on her neck.
I reached up with one hand and pulled her long blond hair to the side making it almost possible for me to reach the back of her neck. Her breathing was coming in gasps, I continued my assault on her neck while dropping my hands to her waist and sliding them under the waistband of her panties. Sliding my hands over the globes of her wondrous ass almost caused me to blow my load.
Sally was weakening I could feel her almost sliding to the floor… it was time. I had her lay on the bed still wearing her panties. I moved up next to her with my nose almost touching her pussy. I took my index finger and traced her camel toe after multiple traces I began to trace with my tongue and then I sucked one side of her pantie covered lips into my mouth. Since she was already wet I was able to taste her nectar. I switched lips and repeated.
Now was the time to unveil her beautiful pussy. I grabbed a hold of her panties on each side and slowly, ever so slowly I began to pull them down. For each inch the panties lower I placed kisses on the newly bared skin. She did not have a bush nor did she shave, what I found was a smooth unblemished pussy covered with light down like you would expect to find on a much younger girl. The top of her slit came into view and the tantalizing odor drew my tongue like a magnet.
I hated to take the time but I pulled her panties on down and off he feet. I began to kiss my way back up her legs alternating legs and Sally kept opening her legs till I reached the heavenly crossroads. I licked from one end of her slit to the other I made a few passes around her button causing gasps each time. She began to shuddered with what was about her third climax. I shaped my tongue to form a ‘V’
and slid it into her pussy. After a couple of strokes I let my tongue flatten which caused it to slide down the lips of her pussy, she shuddered again.
After kissing and sucking every part of her pussy my Jaws and base of my tongue were becoming sore. I began to move up her body kissing as I go. Wee Willie was searching for his velvet glove and all he had to do was to follow the heat. ( if you have not read the first story Wee Willie is what I named my cock) Willie true to form slid straight into her opening which was really a surprise as her hips were gyrating all over the bed. Suddenly her hips heaved upward and she was impaled entirely on my cock.
I stroked in and out, on the in stroke I would twist my hips right on one stroke and to the left next stroke. This helped my already crooked dick touch more places and to make Sally enjoy it more. It seemed like Sally’s hips were doing just the opposite of mine. I could feel my release nearing when Sally began screaming I’m coommminng so I went faster and we both exploded together. Our bodies thrashed around until we hit the floor still connected.
Sally looked up at me and smiled and said “Thanks”. This was the first words she had said since walking into the Cabin.
Aunt Meg stuck her head in the Cabin door and said, “you kids strip the bed clothes off the bed. I have to wash them.
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Sally slipped out the door and headed home while I stripped off the sheets. Aunt with a smile on her face stuck her head in the cabin door and told me to just throw the sheets in the corner.
It was just about time for my mother to get home so I headed home.. When I arrived mom was fixing supper and Dad was a;ready home and watching the news on TV. Mom said John, “ Ms Bryant called and said you needed to be tutored in Literature. She said she has a spot free Saturday at ten am.”
“Yes Mother” …and it is only Wednesday. ….WOW what a week.
Thursday waiting for school to start I noticed Ms Bryant was talking to Miss Josephson. Now there is and odd pair the Prune and the Peach. Miss Mary Josephson was about 5’8” tall weighed about 110 lbs. She reminded me of an actress I saw in a classic movie on TV last night. Let’s see her name was Ava Gardner, man was she stacked… and she was less than half the Prune’s age. Yep very odd pair.
I felt an arm slip around my waist and a pair of lips kissed me on the cheek, I instinctively jerked away only to have another set of lips plant a kiss on the other cheek. That had to be Keri and Lori, my lovely cousins, I pretended to be upset. But actually it was very enjoyable. Hey cuz guess what you are spending the night at our house tonight. “Our Mother and your Mother and Dad are flying out on a one thirty flight … Grandma is in the Hospital they are going to do surgery tomorrow. We are going to have lots of fun they won’t be back till Monday.”
“ We are thinking slumber party cuz …. what do you think 4 girls and you… is that enough?” Oh and I almost forgot… and us…that makes 6.”
WOW …can’t wait….
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fun at the beach
It is not imperative, but might be helpful to read my story “Jesse” which I have just reposted.
I wrote this as an experiment.
The Selection
Story: #11
Copyright ©2005
Written: January 04 2005
A story By: KaosAngel &
Anonymous friend
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Jessica stood on the corner of the downtown street thinking “Damn why did I have to be the one to be laid off, what am I going to do?, I was there for five years that bitch Heather should have been the one laid off!”. She waited impatiently for the light to change her thoughts were on the job she had just lost and what she was going to do about all of her bills.
She crossed the street and was unaware of the man watching her cross the street with great interest, at 5’1, 110lbs, blonde hair and sky blue eyes, 20 years of age she had a natural beauty about her, even the women took a second look. She was wearing denims that fit her every curve and looked like she poured herself into them, her train of thought was derailed when the man who had been watching her said “Excuse me young lady, I am with the state Alternative meat authority May I see your registration card?” Jessica froze and replied “I don’t have it with me sir” the man now looking at her with concern, “but I do know the number, it is 230871-A” she said again nervously.
He pulled out a hand held computer and then punched in the numbers looked up and said Jessica Swanson? Her answer was “correct”. He smiled at her and said “well, Jessica it seems that all of your inspections are current, all of your counseling sessions have been met and you are in good physical shape”
Jessica sighed with relief as she had always tried to meet the obligation that had been given to her as an Alternative Meat Female since she turned of age at 18 and was extremely proud of her Prime Stock rating by the USDA.
The man once again looked up at her “However although you are current it is an automatic strike against your record, I am required to take you to the nearest processing facility, you will have to explain to the judge why you don’t have your ID card with you, Place your hands behind your back please” Jessica offered no resistance to his request, a white van pulled up and she was helped inside along with several other girls about the same age, the seats were comfortable and the other girls were friendly and talking amongst them selves.
The van merged onto the freeway and about 10 minutes later it turned off and on to several side streets and into a large parking lot the only sign outside the large off white building said “PRFPC”, One by one the girls were helped from the van and into a hall way The sign read
“All arriving females will report to Section #3”
She felt her hands being freed and the man “please come this way Jessica” he asked pointing in the direction of a long hallway. She followed him down the hallway past restricted area signs on both sides they turned right though a large set of doors into a room where a judge was sitting looked up and said “Miss Swanson? Jessica nodded positively “You are here for a simple infraction of your contract with the state, what is you explanation?”.
Jessica felt a series of cold chills run up and down her spine and swallowed hard “I have none Your Honor, I left all my ID’s at home today” He looked at the man who brought her in “At least she is honest” looked back to Jessica “Ok Jessica here is what I am going to do I will order that you be given a full pelvic inspection if every thing is in order you will be sent home, however if everything is not in order, I will be very hard on you.
Jessica followed the man down to the examining area and a female assistant told her “remove all of your clothing, then get up on the table, put your feet in the stirrups and relax” she felt her warm fingers slide into her then spread her open, and said “Hmmm ok you can sit up now, took her blood pressure told her to get dressed, after she dressed she followed the man back to the judges court room.
The judge smiled at Jessica and said “Young lady all of your tests have come back, I fine you $2000.00 Jessica choked and said “Please your honor, I just lost my job and haven’t had a chance to find another is there some other way?” looking at the judge pleadingly “As a matter of fact there is, You have one of the highest rating of any meat girl I have ever seen, you have kept yourself clean and out of trouble, I am in need of a fresh clean young girl to replace one of my assistants who is on the slaughter line, as we speak, would you like to take the test?” he asked Jessica looked up to him and without a second thought said “yes”.
They went down the hall through the door with a sign that said “Restricted Area Authorized Personnel Only!” Thru a door into a huge brightly lit room at one end girls stripped of their clothing, hands tied behind their backs waited for their turn on the over head moving chain Jessica shuddered at the sight as she knew that one day she would suffer the same fate as the girls she was watching, she followed the judge towards the head of the line when he said “Jessica put this apron on and come with me” at the front of the line was a man cutting the throats of each girl as they stopped in front of him once her throat was cut she was moved onto the next step each one tried to scream but the only thing that was heard was “uummpgghghh” as their life’s blood spurted from the smooth deep cut in the neck.
“Ok Jessica you are going to have a choice you can cut this young meat girl’s throat or you can be on line in 15 minutes with another girl that will cut yours, your choice!” Jessica took the knife and quickly slit the young girls throat she was surprised how quickly the knife went through her and stopped when it hit the spine the girl struggled but with her head pulled back it was no match for the cruelly sharp knife as it sliced through her neck and cutting every thing it touched she watched as her body jumped and shook as she spewed blood from the open wound in her neck after she bleed out she was still twitching as she was moved to the next stage.
Jessica was in shock at what she had done but she was also excited and wet the judge said “good your fine is paid in full and you will be trained as a female processor your contract will be for 90 days at the end of 30 days if your supervisor agrees you will become a processor if not you will be placed on the Prime meat cow list, sold and custom butchered to the highest bidder”
The next 90 days passed quickly and she could not get used to the idea of slaughtering women like her self she hung up her apron and tools “I wonder where I will be Monday when I come into work, standing here?, of hanging up there?” she thought as she looked up toward the line of meat cow’s still hanging upside down from there ankles, waiting to be slaughtered.
The week end passed quickly, Jessica was tied up in traffic knowing she was going to be late she called in and told her line supervisor, he told her to be in the superintendents office when she got to the processing plant. Traffic thinned out and Jessica got off the bus and hurried to the admin office where she was greeted by the executive director and the superintendent in charge of processing.
They told her to sit down and the executive director said “Jessica you have totally and completely failed your probation, I am revoking your contract, you will be sent to the slaughtering line” Jessica was stunned “No way I fulfilled my contract and I am out of here, fuck you both” she yelled at the top of her lungs as she tried to stand, before she could get out of the chair she was lifted up and her hands were cuffed behind her back and taken down the hall to the room she had been working last Friday and the same line of upside down hanging meat girls she had been working on.
She felt her shoes, shirt and denim clothes being stripped from her body and heard herself screaming “let me go, you bustards!!!” Jessica was told to sit down on the belt and a set of ankle cuffs were placed on both of her ankles, she knew to struggle was useless her legs were forced apart and chains were attached to the meat gimbaled her crotch hurt from her legs being spread further than normal she could hear the whine of a small winch and was quickly lifted into her final position.
She was placed on the line in front of one of the meat girls that have still been on the line since friday waiting to be slaughtered, she had about the same height and weight, Jessica was about the 15th girl in line the line moved quickly and soon it would be her turn to be put to the knife. she felt a set of hands steady her as she moved towards her final end as she got closer she could see a light haired girl start to struggle and fight her bonds the line stopped and she heard the girl try to scream but all that could be heard was “UGHMMMPH” and her blood started to flow from the deep wound in her throat, the pulsing motions of her final dance.
The line moved forward again and Jessica stared at her cutter, “get it over with” she told him “not just yet” he replied, she was then taken over to the other side and lowered down to where just her legs were in the air her he grabbed her and rammed his big cock into her tight little cunt and raped her for what seemed for hours “I bought your ass with my own money, I will get to you in about an hour”. two attendants came over and cleaned her up but left her in position.
He came back, the winch lifted her back into position, “let me go you son of a bitch!” She screamed at him, “John let her go!” he yelled to a fellow processor who just came in to work, “Why!” replied John, “Because this bitch demanded it” He snickered “shut up bitch” came his next response, she felt herself being lifted higher, he grabbed her by the hair, “you fucking cunt bitch you cut my sister and she wasn’t even on the list you just cut those girls without checking numbers she was supposed to be your assistant” he whispered into her ear, he released her head “Now cunt it’s your turn to die!” he snapped her head back by her hair, she felt her skin on her neck tighten up she struggled against her bonds but it was a futile attempt.
Reaching back he picked up the long thin bladed knife and stuck it behind the left side of her jaw the pain was horrible as the blade slit her throat, she tried to scream but like all the others meat girls all that was heard was a “UHGMMMPH!” She felt her warm blood choking her and every thing was turning from light to dark she felt her body starting to jerk uncontrollably then a stinging burning pain from her cunt to her breast she heard her guts slopping into a container then felt cold water washing her out the processor cut her head off and her still quivering body moved down a separate line through a semi clear plastic curtain into the cooling room.
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This story involves scat. If you don’t like scat, don’t read it. It is also a little slow to get going, bear with it. Any comments would be great.
Could a young girl moving in do anything good for a marriage?
Kyle struggles with his loses while Christy takes the first steps on her journey of redemption.
We get into the limos to head to dinner.
Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor
Chapter Three
Disclamer: Not mine, I own nothing. I’m not making any money
WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar. Also, the smut is going to be a bit more graphic than last time, so if you don’t like reading about sex, don’t read this fic.
Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this!
Chapter Three Summary: Harry and Hermione spend time studying… and they happen to read a book or two as well
Harry woke up the next day to birds singing a happy song. Of course the effing birds were singing happily; the sun had just risen, and they, being creatures that loved rising early, sang with all their hearts to the morning sun.
The effing birds had interrupted a dream. Normally, Harry would be overjoyed at the concept of having his traditional dreams interrupted. However, this was a particularly good dream; Harry and Hermione were romping around again, and this time, he was about to see Hermione’s boobs without her Lousy Damn Blouse and her God-Damn Lousy Bra. Even though it was just a dream, Harry was going to see what Hermione’s nipples looked like. But no, the effing birds had to wake him up from his wonderful wet-dream by starting a fucking tweet fest!
Harry woke with a pitiful groan and tried to shield his eyes from the blinding rays of the sun. Getting out of bed, he resisted the temptation to open his window and fire of a couple of Stunners in hopes of hitting some of the effing birds. So Harry satisfied his urge to cause the effing birds some discomfort by stretching out one of his arms and gave a two-fingered salute to all birds in general. After his shower, he trounced down to the common room and his sour mood suddenly vanished.
There was Hermione, curled up on her favorite chair with a book in her lap. The early morning sunlight shined through her hair, giving her the appearance of an angel with a glowing halo. Harry felt a sudden warmth travel through his body as he saw his friend; the friend that he now realized was quite beautiful in his eyes. He noticed that he had a bounce to his step, and tried to correct it before Hermione saw him; real men don’t bounce, real men strut. Harry had learned this important fact from the late night conversations with his dorm mates about the fairer sex and what they liked; he was told with certainty that women like a manly strut, among other things such as flowers, chocolates, and other “girly” things. He had listened closely to Dean and Seamus when they described how real men walked. As he bounced in an un- manly way toward Hermione, he tried to strut the way his friends had described. Unfortunately, he was unable to completely counteract the bounce with his emerging strutting abilities and ended up with a saunter. But in Harry’s defense, it was a manly saunter, not the effeminate way Blaise Zabini walked.
“Morning, Hermione,” Harry greeted the witch with an incredibly silly grin plastered on his face.
“Good morning, Harry,” she returned the greeting with an equally smitten smile.
“About last night…” began Harry while he shoved his hands in his pockets to hide how nervous he was. “I’m sorry I didn’t warn you about… you know.”
“It’s okay, Harry. It was the first time for both of us,” Hermione replied and patted the seat next to her. Harry took the invitation and the two teens cuddled. “I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that.”
The couple preceded to have a nice fifteen-minute snog session where they playfully explored each other’s bodies. Harry was even so bold to open Hermione’s blouse. Unfortunately she was wearing a white cotton bra so he still didn’t get to see what her nipples looked like. But this didn’t stop him playing with her boobs mind you. It was an activity that Harry had become quite fond of, he loved how her mounds felt in his hands and her loved the way Hermione moaned and purred as he cupped, squeezed, caressed, kissed, licked, and suckled on them, even through the accursed bra. During the snog and boob fondling session, ‘Harry, Jr.’ stirred only a little, apparently the appendage was still worn-out from the very welcomed workout it received the previous evening.
After both teens had become completely flushed, Hermione pulled away and suggested, “We should really go and see McGonagall,” she stated, her lips red and puffy. “We have to ask her if we can stay in the castle.”
“Are you sure she’ll be up this early?” asked Harry as they walked hand in hand to the Headmistress’ office.
“I’m positive,” answered Hermione. The couple walked up to the stone gargoyle guarding the entrance to McGonagall’s new quarters.
“Would you please tell the Headmistress we would like to see her?” Hermione requested of the stone sentinel.
“I’ll go fetch her,” the statue grumbled. After a moment or two, the gargoyle stepped to the side, and McGonagall rushed out into the hallway while trying to put on her dressing robe and brandishing her wand at the same time.
“What is it? What’s wrong?” the Headmistress demanded on the verge of panic.
“Nothing’s wrong, ma’am,” Hermione said, “We just wanted to ask you a question.”
“But the gargoyle told me it was an emergency!” McGonagall practically shouted. “He said that Potter was spewing blood from his mouth!”
Behind them, the gargoyle let out a grumbling chuckle.
“Oh, you cheeky bugger!” McGonagall cursed. “That’s the third time this week he’s pulled a prank on me! I swear, I’ll find a replacement if you don’t straighten up!” The Headmistress took a calming breath before turning her attention to the pair in front of her. “What can I do for you two?”
“We would like to ask a favor,” stated Hermione. Harry saw McGonagall’s eyes dart down and then back up. He glanced down and noticed the he and Hermione were still holding hands.
“And what would that favor be?” asked McGonagall with a saucy grin and a blush. Harry nearly went into shock at the sight; he had never imagined, nor wanted to imagine, what McGonagall would look like with a saucy grin. He loved and respected his mentor, but it truly frightened the young wizard to see such a grin stretched across her face. Harry had rarely seen the Headmistress with anything but a stern look upon her face and he was taken back. The sassy smile was very disturbing on McGonagall’s face. It made Harry feel very uncomfortable both physically and emotionally.
“You see, Harry has been, and will, be a target for Voldemort,” Hermione began, not noticing Harry’s current discomfort. “And Harry doesn’t really stand a chance against him. Not unless we get some training.”
“What would you suggest, Ms. Granger?”
“May we please stay here at the castle so that we can use the library and other facilities to train?” Hermione asked as if she had spent hours preparing the question. Knowing Hermione, that is probably exactly what she did. She more than likely had written several drafts of the question in her Day Planner and chose the one she thought would be best received.
“Yes, you may,” answered McGonagall. The Headmistress then added with a wry wink as she headed back up to her chambers, “But when you use the ‘other facilities’, please clean up after yourselves.”
“What do you think she meant by that?” Hermione asked, as the teens turned away from the now closed doorway. Harry replied mutely by holding up their clasped hands. “She saw, do you think she suspects…?” Hermione began to ask before answering herself. “Of course she does, otherwise she wouldn’t have used the ‘clean up’ reference.”
“Are we that messy?” asked Harry.
“I may not be, but you are,” replied Hermione with a wink.
After a quick breakfast, Harry and Hermione proceeded to the library.
“Alright, let’s just head straight to the Restricted Section and start reading up on some of the more powerful magics,” Hermione ordered.
Several hours later, Hermione had a very large stack of books that she’d labeled as being “potentially useful” and another, much smaller stack marked “worthless.” The “potentially useful” stack intimidated Harry; there were at least six-dozen books in that stack. How Hermione thought that the two of them could read all that material, let alone actually retain the knowledge, was beyond him. Harry, on the other hand, had skimmed through no more than four books and found nothing remotely helpful in his destined fight with Voldemort. He found two particularly powerful transfigurations where one could turn a wizard into a giant toad, and another which would turn a toad into tadpoles according to the illustration… Harry reread the entry and corrected himself, it wasn’t “tadpoles,” it was semen. Harry repressed a shudder as an image played out in his head of a man turning into a giant toad then into a large pool of spunk. Then he thought of Snape and figured that it would be a fitting end to the traitor. He marked the page for future study.
“This is going to take forever,” exclaimed Hermione. “If only we had something to go on. A weakness of Voldemort’s that you excel in…”
“Yeah, but I don’t see how ‘the power he knows not’ will help,” Harry said. “I always thought that bit was rubbish.”
Hermione lifted her gaze up from her book and her eyes burned a hole into Harry.
“What was that?” she asked impatiently.
“What was what?” Harry replied, taken back at her steely gaze.
“What did you say about the power Voldemort doesn’t have?”
“Oh, that,” Harry said relieved. He was worried that he had said something to upset Hermione. “It was just something mentioned in the silly prophesy.”
Hermione closed her book and was obviously trying to compose herself as she strummed her fingers on the cover of a discarded book.
“Do you mean to tell me that there was more to the prophesy than ‘me against him’ as you originally told me?” she asked very slowly, as if she was speaking to a dim-witted child.
“Just a bit,” Harry replied with more than a little touch of fear. Whenever Hermione had gotten this way in the past, Harry always knew that he was in for trouble. And usually, rightfully so.
“Like what?” The thinly veiled anger started to seep out of her body and Harry’s fear grew.
“Um… just that I have a power he doesn’t even know about and that um… he marked me as an equal,” Harry said rapidly. He had hoped that the faster he said the words, the less angry Hermione would be.
“And I take it you know what that power is,” stated Hermione as she rubbed her temples with her fingers.
“Love,” Harry replied.
“Love?” Hermione repeated disbelievingly.
“According to Dumbledore, at least.”
“Well, he wouldn’t have just made an assumption. Did he ever point out when you may have used ‘Love’ against Voldemort?” Hermione asked.
“Yeah, I accidentally tapped into it when Tom possessed me at the Ministry of Magic. I was able to hurt him; so much so that Dumbledore reckoned that he wouldn’t try to sneak into my mind again because of the pain he suffered.”
“Why… didn’t… you… tell… me… about…THAT!?!” Hermione demanded.
“It’s not important, not anymore,” argued Harry. “Not since Voldemort took my blood! My touch used to be able to cause him pain before his resurrection. But now, he has my blood in his veins, and he can touch me without hurting himself.”
“And when did your blood get taken, Harry?””
“Fourth year, as you bloody well know,” Harry replied irritably.
“And when were you possessed?” asked Hermione, a smile returning to her face. Apparently, she took a great amount of joy in seeing how long it would take Harry to catch up with her train of thought.
“Fifth year… oh, wait…” Harry paused. “When he possessed me in the Ministry of Magic, he already had my blood in his veins.”
“Harry, you may not be able to harm him just by touching him anymore,” explained Hermione, “but somehow, you were able to activate that power when he tried to possess you and you hurt him! You hurt him enough that you drove him away!”
Hermione got that look again, the look she got when her brain went into overdrive. After a moment she asked: “Can you think of any other time you tapped into the power of love? Not necessarily just against Voldemort.”
After a bit of thought, Harry offered, “Well, I don’t know if it’s love or not, but the two times I’ve used a Patronus against real Dementors could have been close.”
“Could you explain?” Hermione asked patiently.
“When I realized that it wasn’t my dad who cast the Stag Patronus I had seen, but me…” Harry said with his eyes closed, trying to concentrate on the memory from his third year. “I remembered thinking that I was going to leave the Dursely’s and live with Sirius. I was going to live with someone who cared for me.”
“That’s familial love,” Hermione explained. “That is the love of a family. You had inadvertently tapped into a form of love when you cast the Patronus.”
“And then the second time was when Dudley and I were attacked,” Harry continued. “Before I cast the Patronus, I remembered thinking about seeing you and Ron.”
“Platonic love, love of friends.”
“That’s about it,” Harry said with a shrug of his shoulders.
“What about Cho?” Hermione asked. “You did have a crush on her which is a form of affectionate love. And you did kiss her.”
“Oh, yeah” Harry said with a snap of his fingers. “When Snape was teaching me Occlumency, he was about to see an image of me and Cho kissing and I threw off his Legilimency attack for the first time, and it was without a wand or spell.”
“That’s very good,” Hermione complimented.
“And I entered his mind,” Harry continued, and Hermione’s jaw dropped. “I saw him as a kid hiding under a table as his parents fought.”
“You entered Snape’s mind without a wand or casting a spell?” Hermione asked. “He’s a skilled Occlumens, you shouldn’t have been able to do that! His defenses should have stopped you easily! That’s incredible, Harry! I think Dumbledore was correct. Think about it. Most wizards and witches can’t produce a corporeal Patronus, and even if they do, they would be able to drive away maybe one or two Dementors, like Remus did on the train. But when you thought about love in one way or another, you were able to drive away scores of Dementors. And look what you did with Snape; you easily broke through a skilled Occlumens’ shields and saw his memories, because you unknowingly tapped into your power of love. Apparently, when you access you power base, love, you are a very powerful wizard indeed!”
Harry blushed at her compliment. Hermione paused and worried her lip before continuing: “Harry, I know it’s a touchy subject, but could you tell me what you felt with Ginny?”
“Now I feel revulsion,” Harry answered, with only a minor shudder. “But during the time, I guess the best way to describe it would be to say it was like a scaly monster was living in my chest.”
“A scaly monster? That’s not love Harry; that sounds more like lust and jealousy!” Hermione cried victoriously. “No wonder you were so ineffectual last year!”
“Excuse me!” Harry blurted out. “/Ineffectual/?”
“Yes Harry, ineffectual,” Hermione repeated. “Remember, you told me the events of the cave. You panicked. Panicking is something you’ve never done before. Remember in first year, Hagrid had to pair you with Draco because he had already scared Neville. Hagrid knew that you wouldn’t panic. In second year, you faced a forty foot snake that could’ve killed you just by looking at you and you didn’t panic! You may have been frightened, that’s only normal. But you did not panic. In third year, you drove off scores of Dementors without panicking. When you were Portkeyed to the graveyard during the final task of the Tri-Wizard, you dueled with Voldemort, the most feared Dark Lord in decades and again you didn’t panic!
“But, when the Infiri attacked, you admitted that you completely forgot the simple flame hex. The same hex that Dumbledore had just reminded you about moments before. And then, when you were chasing after Snape and the Death Eaters, you couldn’t land even one hex on Snape. In previous encounters with Death Eaters, you’ve always been spectacular. You were able to Stun or incapacitate several Death Eaters when Voldemort resurrected himself as well as during the battle in the Department of Mysteries. You should’ve been able to deal with the zombies without freezing up, and you should have at least singed Snape.
“That has to prove that Dumbledore was right. Your power base is love!” Hermione continued. “All you strengths come from one form of love or another. But last year, you were lusting after Ginny. And that lust was detrimental to your power base. Lust is not love in any way shape or form! Lust is a mockery of love. That’s why you were acting so strangely last year.”
“Alright, fine, then. But why were you acting so strangely last year?” Harry shot back. He was angry with her because deep down, he knew she was right. “You dropped S.P.E.W. like it had meant nothing to you even though you were clearly obsessed about the cause for two years. You broke the rules when hexed another student just so Ron could stay on the Quidditch team. I realize that you’ve bent and broken the rules before, but the times you’ve done that, people’s lives were at risk. But this time, you broke the rules just to save Ron from embarrassment. And then you chastised me when you thought I might have cheated when I tricked Ron into believing that I gave him the Felix Felicis, doing the exact same thing you did: saving Ron from embarrassing himself. It also took you months to find out that Prince was related to Snape, something you normally would’ve found out in no time at all! Especially since you were so dead certain that Eileen Prince was somehow related to the damned Half-Blood Prince in my Potions Text. You only bothered to check on what happened to Eileen Prince after Snape admitted to being the Half-Blood Prince.”
Hermione hung her head in shame. Harry’s heart dropped roughly to his knees. “I’m sorry Hermione, I didn’t mean-”
“No, you’re right Harry. We both acted strangely last year,” Hermione interrupted. “And my own reasons were pretty much the same reasons as to why you acted oddly as well. I simply wanted to be loved. I wanted someone to hold my hand and kiss me. I wanted someone to say I’m pretty and to mean it. I wanted someone to think of me when I wasn’t around.
“All of the other girls in our year, and most of the younger ones as well, were already active in the dating scene, and as strange as it may seem, I felt compelled to start dating as well. Perhaps the underlying reason was as simple as I didn’t want those Yule Ball rumors to finally come true. You know the ones I mean; the ones that said that no boy would ever want to be seen with someone like me; a bossy know-it-all with bushy hair. But I didn’t want to date someone I didn’t know,” Hermione continued with tears streaming down her face. “So I decided that it would have to be either you or Ron. And you were already ogling Ginny, so I set my sights on Ron. That’s why I stopped caring about House-Elves; Ron doesn’t care about them, he only cares about Quidditch. That’s also why I hexed McLaggen. And I suppose that’s the only excuse I can give as to why I didn’t figure about Snape and the whole Potions Text. I was so desperate for Ron to notice me that I ignored what was staring me right in the face. I needed Ron to notice me, there was no one else available for me. I had come to the conclusion that I didn’t have a chance with you. You’re popular, even though you hate it, and brave and handsome, and I’m ugly and bookish-”
“Let me explain something to you Hermione,” interrupted Harry as he took her face gently in his hands and looked deeply into her eyes. “I think you are beautiful, and not just in a physical way either. Even though I can honestly say that your breasts are fantastic! Awe inspiring, to be truthful.” Hermione blushed as Harry continued, “But you’re beautiful in so many other ways as well. You’re ridiculously smart, incredibly brave, patient, kind, compassionate, and you know me better than anyone else. Remember back in our third year? The game where the Dementors knocked me off my Nimbus? It was raining so hard I couldn’t see. Wood had called a time out and I was about to point out my vision problem. Before I could even begin, you appeared over my shoulder to help me out, without needing to be asked. Then in our fifth year, when I thought that I had somehow caused Nagini to attack Mr. Weasley, everyone let me wallow in self pity in that damn room. Ginny, the girl I was so infatuated with last year, let me rot in that room. But not you, you canceled a holiday with your folks and marched right up to Buckbeak’s room and literally dragged me out the moment you arrived. You’ve always been there for me, to help me, even when I thought I didn’t want it. You were the only one brave enough to say that Voldemort had laid a trap for me in the Department of Mysteries. And yet, you still went with me because you knew I needed your help. You know me better than I know myself.
“Do you want to know what Ginny said to me when I broke up with her?” Harry continued. “She said that I’d only be happy hunting Voldemort. She said that’s why she liked me so much.”
“How can she think that?” Hermione asked incredulously. “You want to be a father.”
“W-what?” Harry stammered. It was as if Hermione had dumped a bucket of ice water over his head and it shocked him to his core.
“It’s obvious to me that you want to get married and have a bunch of kids,” Hermione said, as if it was common knowledge. “You want the one thing you’ve never had: a loving family.” Harry slowly lowered himself to the floor and sat down.
“I do?” he asked as an image appeared in his minds eye. He looked a little older and he was surrounded by children, his children. That image filled the young man with such happiness that he actually started to cry. “I guess I do want kids.” Hermione lowered herself into Harry’s lap and kissed away his tears. “You see, you do know me better than I do.”
The couple sat on the floor in the Restricted Section just holding each other for a long while, saying nothing, just enjoying being in each others arms. Hermione finally pulled herself away from Harry’s embrace and said: “We better get back to researching.”
“Do we have to?” Harry pleaded while still holding onto her hands.
“Yes, we do,” Hermione ordered. “But it should be easier now that we have a better focus. We just have to look for spells and rituals which use love.”
Hermione disappeared into the stacks as Harry grudgingly stood up and began his search anew. After an hour of browsing through the Restricted Section, Harry’s eye caught the words “Love” and “Magic” on the binding of an old red-leather book. ‘Could this be it? The thing that could lead to the downfall of Voldemort?’ Harry’s hopes were dashed though, when he read the full title: “The Magic of Making Love: By Thos. Antric.” He shrugged as he pulled the book from the shelves; he reckoned that he might as well thumb through it, seeing that it was the only book he had found in the past hour that even appeared to be remotely related to love.
The first page Harry opened to had almost made him drop the book out of shock. It was a magical photo showing a witch and wizard, both very naked, in a unique position. A position that Harry thought should have caused a great deal of pain (/’Was that his foot by her ear or her own? And where was her left hand?’/), but judging by the expressions on their faces, they were rather enjoying it.
The next page that Harry randomly turned to piqued his interest. The chapter was titled “A Witch’s Orgasm and its Power; How You Can Benefit From It!” Harry didn’t need to read the chapter to learn how a witch’s orgasm could benefit him; he would be able to show Hermione just how much she meant to him, and he could properly return the pleasure that Hermione had given him. The next random chapter that Harry turned to made him think that the book was written precisely with him in mind: “The Hidden Benefits of Being a Parselmouth; Cunnilingus and You!” Harry marked that page and stuffed the book in his bag. The book may not help him defeat Voldemort, but it looked like it could help him in his love life.
Harry returned to their desk to find Hermione already hidden behind a wall of books. The young wizard sat down at his chair and started to read the new-found book.
The chapter on Parselmouths was very enlightening. It stated that Parselmouths have a magical ability that is focused within the wizard’s tongue, and while normally this magic is used to communicate with snakes, it could be used while giving oral pleasure to a witch. The book also had several diagrams explaining different techniques to illicit the best response from the witch.
After he had read the chapter no less than ten times, completely skipping over the sections dealing with the theories and so-called “magical benefits”, concentrating strictly on form and technique, Harry realized that it had grown dark outside. He looked at the clock on the wall and noticed it was half past ten at night. “Hermione, let’s fetch some supper and call it a night,” he called out.
Harry was having a very interesting dream the next morning; he was on the shore next to the Hogwarts Lake. Some odd compulsion forced him to gobble some gillyweed that was in his hands and he then jumped into the water. After he felt gills popping out on the sides of his neck, Harry swam under the water for several minutes until he saw something that would lead him to his goal – what that goal was, he didn’t know, but Harry needed to reach it for some unknown reason. The thing that Harry saw was a mermaid. But it wasn’t what real mermaids looked like, merpeople are actually very unattractive, downright ugly one might say. This mermaid was quite beautiful; she looked exactly like Hermione did above the waist. And she was topless to boot! But before Harry could get a good look at mermaid-Hermione’s boobs, she dashed away. He gave chase immediately. Mermaid-Hermione dove into a dark tunnel at the bottom of the lakebed and Harry quickly followed. The tunnel was incredibly dark, but unlike the water outside the tunnel which was cold, this water was warm and pleasant. For some odd reason, Harry felt his ever-present companion, ‘Harry, Jr.’ begin to stir in his swim-trucks. After a few moments of swimming through the tunnel blindly, Harry saw a slit of light in the distance. Harry instinctively swam toward the light and passed through it. He turned around and saw that he had just exited the tunnel and onto the lakebed through a giant clam.
But before Harry could turn around and continue pursuing mermaid-Hermione, he was tackled by someone. As he was pushed down into the lakebed, kelp magically sprang to life to bind his hands and feet. Someone rapidly stripped off his swim trunks. He looked up into the beautiful hazel eyes of mermaid-Hermione.
“I see that part of you is awake,” she said wickedly, indicating Harry’s partially aroused state, as she twirled his trunks in front of her while poking him in the ribs. “I’m just waiting for the rest of you to wake up.”
“Huh?” Harry grunted groggily as his eyes opened up. He normally wouldn’t have been happy to wake up from such an interesting dream, but any animosity that he might have felt toward the person who woke him up disappeared the moment his eyes focused on the young woman in front of him. Hermione stood in front of Harry wearing her sleeping gown and holding a pair of boxers in front of her, specifically Harry’s boxers. That’s when Harry felt a draft on ‘Harry, Jr.’/. He tried to cover his bits, but found that his hands and feet were invisibly bound to his bedposts, obviously by Hermione for some illicit and, more than likely, exciting purpose. The young witch examined Harry’s naked body with unmasked desire in her eyes. Harry was embarrassed, nay, mortified that he was laying starkers in front of Hermione. /’Harry, Jr.’ on the other hand reveled in the attention. It stood proud as if it was saying “Hey, look at me!”
“Quite impressive, Mr. Potter,” said Hermione, as if she was grading one of his papers. “You should be proud.”
Harry felt his skin turn red at Hermione’s comments and ‘Harry, Jr.’ stood even taller.
“Seeing as you’re naked, which I might have had something to do with that – but I admit nothing, mind you- and I am dressed,” Hermione said theatrically, “let’s even the score a bit”
Hermione then reached down and slowly, almost hesitantly, removed her gown. Harry emitted a small “ooh” sound when he saw the two things that he had so desperately wanted to see the past few days; Hermione’s nipples.
Her nipples, which Harry decided to call “Carmella” and “Natasha,” were full and erect, as if they were saying ‘hello’ to ‘Harry, Jr.’ who was singing to the heavens at that point in time.
Hermione stood nervously as Harry took in every inch of her exposed body. His eyes took in her white cotton knickers, lingered on her flat tummy, then slowly traveled up to her bare breasts, and then finally, he locked eyes with her and said: “My God Hermione, you are beautiful.”
“That is what I was waiting to hear,” said Hermione, her self-confidence obviously bolstered by Harry’s comments. She crawled onto the foot of the bed and lowered her mouth over Harry’s organ.
She began by using her tongue, running it up and down his shaft. Then she placed it into her mouth and began the same wonderful technique she used the other night. Harry groaned in pleasure and tugged at his invisible bounds. He frantically wanted to touch her, to run his hands through her hair. But she had cruelly bound him to his bedpost.
Slurping noises emanated from Hermione as she bobbed up and down on his pole, coating ‘Harry, Jr.’ with her saliva. Harry started to groan when Hermione began to cup and gently massage his balls. Within minutes (Harry noted with a great deal of masculine pride that he had lasted much longer then his first time), he felt the pressure build up. He remembered the tongue lashing he had gotten from Hermione the last time when he failed to warn her. Mind you he rather liked the tongue lashing he was getting now, but he hated the other type.
“Hermione, I’m gonna cum,” Harry grunted.
Hermione stopped her fellatio and looked up at Harry. A broad, sinful smile stretched across her lips as she said, “Happy Birthday, Harry.”
Then Harry got the best birthday present he had ever gotten. Hermione took his entire length into her mouth, pausing only to relax her gag reflex when he reached her throat. Harry stopped breathing when he felt Hermione’s throat pulsate and contract as she seemingly tried to swallow his organ. She let out a low grumble that emanated from her throat and the sound sent shivers through his body. While continuing to grumble, Hermione sucked on his organ. Within seconds, Harry had lost control and unloaded into Hermione’s mouth. His dick jumped once in her mouth, shooting off the first blast of his load and Hermione raised herself and suckled on his crown. ‘Harry, Jr.’ bucked again and again, discharging his semen into her mouth.
After Harry was finished, Hermione made a show of swallowing his load. She had a look on her face like she had just swallowed something dreadful, perhaps a flobberworm, but Harry almost came again just at the sight of her swallowing. Hermione retrieved her wand and performed a Breath Cleaning Charm before releasing Harry from his magical bonds.
“Sorry about that, I’m not used to the taste just yet.” said Hermione as she crawled onto his bare body, pressing her naked breasts into his heaving chest. “I’ve done some research and read that a man’s diet affects the taste of his semen. Maybe we can experiment with the foods you eat, and see which resultant taste I like the best?”
‘Experiment!’ Harry’s mind declared triumphantly. What she said definitely hinted that Hermione was willing to do this act again. ‘Try to act as smooth as possible,’ Harry thought to himself as he replied to Hermione, “Sure, I won’t mind. Anything in the name of progress.”
“So, was it good for you?” Hermione asked with a saucy smile.
In all honesty, it was very, very good for him. But he also knew that it couldn’t have been all that enjoyable for her. She did all the work, yet received no pleasure for herself, while Harry had gotten all the enjoyment (and a lot of it). Harry didn’t just want to tell her that it was terrific; he wanted to show her how terrific it was. He needed to show Hermione, not simply because he felt obligated to return the pleasure that she had given him twice already. He wanted to do it so Hermione herself could feel ecstasy. Somewhere deep within Harry, he felt the almost desperate need to make Hermione… happy. Harry just wasn’t certain he knew how to show her just what he felt for her, and what he felt she deserved. Then Harry remembered his ‘special book’ and the chapter that he so diligently memorized.
“Instead of telling you, let me show you,” Harry replied and quickly rolled over so that Hermione was under him before she could protest. Hermione squealed in surprise.
“What do you have in mind, Harry?” asked Hermione after she regained her composure.
“Retuning the favor,” answered Harry. He hesitantly added, “That is, if you don’t mind.”
Before answering, Hermione averted her eyes and blushed such a bright crimson, that Harry reasoned that he could easily read in the dark just by using her body as a night light.
“No, I don’t mind,” she replied nervously.
“Now, I’ve never done this before,” stated Harry, “and I know there are lots of ways to do this improperly beside ‘using teeth,’ so tell me when I do something wrong.”
After Hermione nodded in the affirmative, Harry started by kissing her passionately, he then trailed kisses down her chin, her neck, passed her color-bone, until he reached the valley between Hermione’s breasts. Harry took this opportunity to get to know ‘Natasha’ and ‘Carmella’ intimately. Hermione groaned as Harry licked, suckled, and lightly nibbled on her tender flesh. The heat coming off Hermione’s body was intense and her breath became more and more labored as Harry continued to play with ‘Natasha’ and /’Carmella’/. After several minutes of focusing on her breasts, Harry trailed kisses down her taught tummy. He looked up at Hermione when he got to her cotton knickers and said, “If you want me to stop just say so-”
But Harry was cut off when Hermione nearly shouted at him, “If you don’t pull my damned knickers off right now, I swear to Merlin…!”
“Okay, okay…” placated Harry as he hooked his fingers around her panties. The young wizard took a fortifying breath before slowly tugging the cotton garment down. Hermione gasped as she became exposed to the morning air. Harry gulped as he saw something he hadn’t expected.
“S-s-sha-s-s-shaved?” he stammered as he examined Hermione’s flower.
“Yes,” Hermione replied sheepishly.
“S-s-sha-s-s-shaved?” he repeated, still stunned.
“It’s strictly for hygiene,” she explained, still a little sheepishly.
“C-c-co-com-c-completely s-s-sha-s-s-shaved?”
“Well, yes,” she answered, her sheepishness was suddenly replaced by a saucy grin. “You see, I’m very hygienic.”
‘Gryffindor was right,’ Harry thought to himself, ‘brainy girls are naughty!’
As Harry took in Hermione and all her wonder, he commented to himself internally that when Hermione had satisfied him earlier, she had an easier job… err sorry about that. When it came to his bits, all Harry had was ‘Harry, Jr.’ and his luggage. And the only way he could think of not fulfilling ‘Harry, Jr.’ was if teeth were used. But with Hermione’s bits there was so much more! According to the book that Harry had hidden in his school bag, there was the Mons Veneris, the clitoris and its hood, and the Labia. And as reported by the book, there were definitely bad ways in stimulating Hermione.
With a touch of trepidation, Harry started by gently kissing the area around her flower – which he had almost given a name of a flower, but seeing that both his mother and his aunt had flower names, he became content with just “flower.” It was apparent that Hermione enjoyed these tiny kisses, so Harry continued this course of action for a while. Harry kissed her nether lips and Hermione gasped, that’s when Harry decided that his tongue should come into play.
He used his fore and middle fingers on his left hand to softly pry open her petals. Harry used his tongue to trace Hermione’s outer and inner lips and her honey began to seep out. After a minute or two of working on her vagina and lips, Harry used his right thumb to gently push her hood back, exposing her clitoris. Hermione gasped when Harry’s tongue touched her clit.
The brunette witch started to writhe and moan while Harry worked on his budding… /err sorry again/… skills of cunnilingus. After two or three minutes, Harry noticed that Hermione seemed to be enjoying his attempts. To him, Hermione tasted warm, sweet, and musky. Little droplets of sweat were appearing all over her body and her breathing was heavier than before. It was at this point that he decided to push Hermione over the edge, so to speak, and use the techniques that he had read in the book concerning Parslemouths.
Pausing for a second from his operations, Harry closed his eyes and focused on an image of a snake in his mind in order to trigger his rare power. Since Harry could never tell if he was speaking Parseltongue or English, he asked Hermione: “Can you understand me?”
“Harry, why are you speaking in Parseltongue?” Hermione asked. “I can’t – OH SWEET BABY MAEVE!”
Hermione couldn’t finish her statement properly; because Harry was satisfied that he was using his Parselmouth abilities and started his cunnilingus once more. Almost immediately, Hermione thrashed around and alternated between moaning, growling, and occasionally, babbling incoherently.
“… swish and flick…” Hermione sputtered disjointedly while Harry twirled his magical tongue around her bud. “…powdered newt…nimbus….” As magic poured off of Harry’s tongue into Hermione, he could feel every muscle in her body tense up. “Oh. Oh. Oh, mamma!”
One of Hermione’s hands grabbed a tuff of Harry’s hair and tugged at him while her legs wrapped around his head and pulled him closer. It was at this point that ‘Harry, Jr.’ woke up again and desperately, almost painfully, wanted to play again. Harry thought about using one of his hands to relieve himself, but realized that this moment was for Hermione. He wanted to concentrate fully, mentally, physically, and emotionally, on her. He would take care of ‘Harry, Jr.’ later.
After a minute or two, Harry could sense the buildup in Hermione, but he could feel himself about to release as well. Hermione’s back arched and sweat poured off of her naked flesh. Her body was raked by shallow, quivering gasps of breath.
“Oh, gods, Harry!” Hermione shouted as a combined wave of magic and ecstasy passed through her body, and then through Harry’s. Her musky juices shot out of her pussy and filled his mouth. He tried his best to lap up her honey, but a large amount flowed out of his mouth and poured down his chin. Harry groaned into Hermione as he climaxed in the middle of her orgasm. The two teens didn’t notice the very loud bang that accompanied their simultaneous orgasms.
Slowly, Harry’s eyes took in the vision before him; Hermione lay on the bed, panting heavily, her body flushed and glistening. Her nether lips were red and swollen and her wetness still seeped out of her. The young man smiled with pride, because he didn’t need to ask Hermione if it was good for her. He could tell by the glow emanating from her body that she had thoroughly enjoyed his first efforts. Then it hit him, she was literally glowing! She was throwing off light! He was shocked to find that he was glowing softly as well. Harry was about to ask Hermione about this startling occurrence when he noticed that she had her eyes fixed on something behind him.
With her legs still draped over his shoulders, Harry turned his head and saw that except for the bed that they were currently using, every object in the room was floating six feet off of the ground. Every book, scrap piece of parchment, every article of clothing – Harry spotted Hermione’s knickers straight away, they were twirling slowly as if dancing- even the other beds hovered several feet in the air.
Before either of the two teens could discus these strange events, the door to the dorm room flew open and Tonks rushed in, waving her wand.
“Harry, are you okay?” the pink haired Auror shouted out, as she started to quickly scan the room. “I heard a…uh… bang?” Tonks paused as she finally noticed the two naked forms in front of her; Hermione glistening with sweat and her hair tossed this way and that, with Harry kneeling as if in prayer at Hermione’s altar and his face dripping with her love juice. A sardonic, almost wicked smile crept across Tonks’s face. But the smile was nothing compared to the devilish look in her eye. Both Hermione and Harry made a weak squeaking noise at that look.
To be continued!
Author’s Notes: I tried to insert some humor into Harry and Hermione’s explanation of why they acted so out-of-character (in my opinion – an opinion which I point out in the text) in the 6th book, but I found I couldn’t. I couldn’t make fun of it because their actions in HBP were so sad and pathetic. It would be like mocking a train wreck.
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Man gets more than he bargained for.
A playful competition turned sexy!
The week following was summer holiday, I had finished school now and was due to start an engineering apprenticeship in two weeks’ time. Both of my parents worked and so did Tom and Terri’s, so we were left to our own devices.
It was Wednesday morning when I woke earlier than usual. Kenny was still sleeping, we shared the attic bedroom and his bed was on the opposite wall to mine. It had been a warm night and Kenny had thrown his bedsheet off, he always slept naked and as a looked over to him I could see he was asleep on his back, his head turned away from me. I felt a little tingle in my groin as I noticed his cock was hard and lay across his thigh.
I got up from my bed suddenly noticing that I too had a hard-on. I pulled on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, glanced once more at Kenny’s hard-on, and headed for the stairs. Down one floor I heard the shower running in the bathroom, damn, little sis was up early too, I needed to pee.
I opened the bathroom door, ‘hey, I’m in the shower’, I heard Tracy above the noise of the water spray. ‘sorry sis, I’m desperate for a pee’. As I approached the toilet I glanced toward the shower cubicle, it was pretty steamy in there but I could make out Tracy’s bare bottom, soap suds streaming down her back and down her legs, my groin tingled again.
I stood in front of the loo, and freed my hard cock from my shorts, standing there with cock in hand pointed towards the bowl, damn it was hard to pee with a hard-on. ‘hey bro, are you going to pee or wank off’, Tracy’s voice startled me. I looked towards the shower and she was facing me, naked, water streaming down her young naked body and over the developing breasts. I could just make out the smooth curve between her legs.
I couldn’t pee, so I shoved my cock back into my shorts, ‘sorry, gotta go’, was all I managed as I left the bathroom. Damn, why am I so horny, why did I enjoy seeing my brother’s hard cock and my little sister naked!.
I hurried downstairs and into the kitchen, opened the fridge and grabbed the orange juice, I gulped a mouthful from the bottle and put it back in the fridge. I was desperate for a pee now, and my hard-on had dwindled somewhat. I thought of peeing in the sink, but then remembered next door still had the outside loo. I went out into the garden, hopped over the wall into next doors, and headed for the outside loo.
It was heaven to release the flood of pee and my bladder emptied. As I left the loo I glanced towards next doors kitchen window, Tom was looking out into the garden, he saw me and waved me to come, I headed toward the back door. Tom opened the door and let me in, he was still in his pyjamas, the button up top open apart from one middle button, his bottoms tied at the waist. I noticed the fly opening parting to expose his cock.
Tom poured two glasses of juice and threw some bread under the grill, lit the grill, and brought me the juice. ‘Where’s Terri’? I asked, ‘Already out’, was the reply. He dropped onto the sofa beside me, one leg underneath him, again his pyjama fly opening exposed his cock. We both smelled the toast burning, Tom dashed into the kitchen and pulled out the grill, the bread was black and smoking, ‘damn, that was the last of the bread too’, I heard him say.
Tom wandered back into the lounge carrying two slices of black toast dripping with butter and held one out towards me dropping one knee onto the sofa beside me, this time his cock popped out from the open fly. Without thinking I grabbed the toast with one hand and his cock with the other. Tom pulled away from me, standing up he flipped his cock back into his pyjamas.
‘Hey dude, it’s not Friday night’ he spluttered with a mouthful of toast, he sat beside me and finished his toast without a word. After finishing my toast, I needed to say something to ease the tension. ‘I’m meeting my new girlfriend tonight, she has a friend, do you wanna tag along’? ‘No thanks’ was his answer as he stood up, ‘gonna get dressed’. As he stood his pyjama bottoms slipped down exposing his bare ass, I instinctively smacked it.
His reaction was not expected, he squatted slightly pushing his bare ass towards me and wriggling it, I smacked his ass again, he wriggled again and his cock swayed between his legs, I reached out and tugged it. He pulled up his pyjamas, and tied them at the waist as he turned towards me.
‘Right mister, get your shorts down’, it was a command more than a suggestion, so I complied instantly, pulling my shorts down and raising my bum to pull them down my legs, I laid back on the sofa. Tom squatted between my legs and took my already growing cock in his hand, ‘This time I’m gonna wank you off proper’.
His hand was moving up and down my cock, wanking me gently but firmly, my cock grew to it’s full potential. Tom speeded up his motion, and I saw him playing with his cock through the open fly in his pyjamas. The sensation of being wanked by another took hold, I felt dizzy with sexual excitement, then it happened.
The feeling started in my legs, just like last time, flushing over my body and threatening to blow my head off. This time I didn’t stop him, and as the full ferocity of orgasm swept over me, my cock started spurting cum, the first spray hitting Tom’s bare chest, other spurts covering his hand and slopping down onto my belly. As the feelings subsided, Tom’s hand slowed down on my cock, finally as he let go my cum covered cock slapped onto my belly. ‘Urgh man, I gotta wash my hands’ was Tom’s only words as he stood up and headed for the stairs.
I grabbed some tissues and cleaned myself up, pulling up my shorts I headed for the door somewhat embarrassed now, I hopped back over the wall and headed back into the house. I didn’t see Tom at all for the rest of the day, but the thoughts of the pleasure he had given me and the fact that I had now had my first full cum were always in the front of my mind.
I had a date that night, a new girlfriend I met at a disco, she was a bit younger than me, long brown hair, a great figure, and for her age, big breasts. The thoughts of meeting her dispelled all others as I got ready to go out.
We had a great night, we kissed many times, and I managed a carefully stage managed feel at her tits. As I drifted off to sleep that night my thoughts were sexual, but tangled, I had enjoyed my first real cum, but it was my best mate Tom who had given it to me, then my first date with my new girlfriend, enjoying the sexual tingles as we kissed and as I fondled her. Once again, I awoke with a hard-on.
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Molly comes round to retrieve a ball
He thought his neighbor was just your regular housewife…but he was wrong.
Beautiful girl kisses me and I embrace the lesbianism of it all
“Well, that must feel a lot better,” said Dr Taylor, as I opened my eyes from the high of my orgasm. “And you’ve produced quite a lot of semen too,” she added, pointing to the semen beaker.
I looked at her, then mom, standing next to the doctor, still topless, wearing only her black panties. I couldn’t quite believe what we had all just done together, but I nodded, as I was a little lost for words.
Mom looked at the beaker too for a moment, and then seemed to become self-conscious standing there almost naked in front of the doctor and said, “Excuse me, while I put my clothes back on.” She picked up her bra, blouse and skirt in turn, and I watched as she put her clothes back on.
It was just as sexy watching mom dress as undress, seeing her put her bra and blouse on and then slide on her skirt with a wiggle.
Dr Taylor looked at me and said, “You should dress too Jacob. I am finished with you for today. Both of you, please come and join me in my main office when you are ready.”
I jumped off the couch and went back into the bathroom. I cleaned myself, and put my clothes back on.
When I entered the ‘inner’ consultation room again it was empty. I guess both mom and the doctor were back in the regular consulting room.
I joined them, opening the interconnecting door and walking in.
The doctor had her white coat back on and was sitting behind her desk again with mom on a chair in front of her. It hardly seemed possible that a few minutes ago they had both been helping me to wank off, they looked so prim and proper sitting there!
Dr Taylor smiled at me as I sat down next to mom.
“Jacob and Marge,” she started, “I am so glad we have managed to get a sample today, and that you have felt comfortable enough to provide one in my presence. And I am so pleased to see you are comfortable with each other in a situation where you are both nude and a little sexual,” she said.
And then looking at mom directly, she continued, “I’m especially pleased with you Marge at how helpful you are to Jacob.” I guess she must have been referring to mom taking off her bra and playing with my cock with her tits. “Most people would not understand, but I do,” she added, smiling at us both.
I saw mom blush just for a moment, but then regained her composure.
“Now,” continued Dr Taylor, ” I am very hopeful you can proceed to the next stage of the suggested treatment, but I do understand that may be a little difficult. I am going to give you the contact details of three ladies who I believe will be more than happy to help you Jacob, should you and your mom choose to proceed that way. However, if you need my help in getting to the next stage if you’d like to try it between yourselves, then do let me know,” she added, looking at mom in particular.
It seemed rather extraordinary, the matter of fact way, the doctor had just said she would help mom and me to have intercourse, but that’s what she had just said!
Mom and I both listened in silence and then mom said, “I will think about it and let you know Dr Taylor. It is something quite unusual you are suggesting. Thank you for your kind offer to assist though.”
Dr Taylor smiled and then began writing on a piece of paper.
I guessed she must have been writing the contact details of the ‘ladies’ who I could go and see to have sex with. Fuck – what a thought! My dick became semi hard again in my pants at the idea!
After a few minutes, Dr Taylor finished writing, and folded the piece of paper up and put it in a white envelope she took out from a drawer next to her.
“I’ve written the contact details of these ladies together with some additional information which may help you decide who to see. You may see any one or all of them. I will let them know you may give them a call, but give it a couple of days before phoning, so I can let them know in advance you may want to see them. These are all quite delightful women, who have been clients’ of mine for a number of years and who I can assure you will be most supportive to your needs, Jacob. I have sent them numerous young men of your age and slightly older, and they have helped tremendously in the treatment of the various conditions of those men.
Dr Taylor paused for a moment. “However,” she continued, “I would just say that, as you may expect, these ladies came to see me originally because they have high sex urges, which were not being satisfied. Because of this, some of them have particular…,” she paused again for a moment, “….fetishes. Do you understand what I mean by that Jacob?”
“Er…,” I replied meekly, not sure quite what to say.
“By that I mean, some of these ladies have particular things they like to do in relation to sex. You will find that many ladies, especially those with high sex drives and of a mature age, who are still sexually active, enjoy particular things which help them to orgasm, in addition to just normal sex.”
I just nodded again, trying to take this in. Fuck! My dick twitched again in my pants.
“Now, I must see you again next week for a sample, or possibly sooner if you would like my help in any other way for the next stage of your treatment,” said Dr Taylor getting up, indicating the consultation was over. “Remember, you don’t need to take cum measuring samples at home anymore — just once a week with me from now onwards.”
Mom and I both got up and shook the doctor’s hand in turn, and we said our goodbyes. The doctor had given mom the white envelope containing the ladies’ details as we left.
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As we sat in the car driving home, I was dying to open the envelope, but thought it best to leave it till mom raised the subject.
Mom was silent for a while and then said, “How did you feel giving a sample in front of the doctor?”
“I was a bit uncomfortable at first,” I said truthfully, “But in the end, strangely enough, it was a bit of a turn on doing it in front of her.”
“Yes, I felt the same,” mom replied, much to my surprise. “I wasn’t sure at first, but when we got going, I started to get quite turned on too by the end. If we hadn’t had to keep our secret from the doctor about how far we’ve actually gone in getting your samples at home, I would have sucked and fucked you right there.”
I was slightly taken aback by mom’s words, but hearing her talk like that started to get me hard again, and a streak of lust ran through me. I had never imaged mom saying something like that.
“Well at least we know what is wrong with you now, and what needs to be done to get you fixed,” she continued. “I’m not sure if I’m comfortable about you seeing other women yet though. I suppose the good thing is that they’ve all got medical checks from Dr Taylor and will have no STDs, so you won’t catch anything. Let me think about it for a bit though.”
I felt a little disappointed as mom said that, but I hoped she would come round to the idea.
“But, I have a another plan or two for now,” she continued. “Let’s make another appointment with Dr Taylor and pretend we’d like her to help us go to the ‘next stage’ as she put it. You know, about you penetrating me.”
I listened in silence, and my dick carried on growing in my pants.
“We need to let the doctor think it’s her that helps us fuck for the first time, as I wouldn’t want her to know we’ve already done it. And then perhaps we can see her a couple of times a week and do it in her presence, as it was a bit of a turn on. Dr Taylor looked quite up for it and keen about the idea, I thought. And you never know, she might get a bit more involved as she let you touch her today. She seemed to like my boobs for some reason too. What do you think?”
My dick was now straining, hearing mom talk like that and my cheeks flushed red.
“Why are you blushing Jacob?”
“Er..well,” I said meekly, “I’m just getting really turned on hearing you talk like that mom…and…er….well…my dick is really straining in my pants now.”
Mom looked down for a moment at my crotch while she drove and saw my cock tenting up my pants as I sat.
“Oh, you poor thing,” said mom. Then, with her eyes back on the road ahead, and one hand on the driving wheel, she put her hand nearest me on my crotch and rubbed my hard cock firmly through the fabric of my trousers.
I gasped at her touch. Fuck! I almost felt like cumming there and then!
“If you carry on like that mom, I’m gonna cum in my pants,” I said honestly.
“Well, we can’t have you doing that,” she replied. “Try to hang on honey as we’re almost home, and I’ll sort you out then. And we won’t have to worry about getting samples in that silly semen beaker now, as the doctor said. So you can cum normally, wherever you like.”
Fuck! Man, this was turning out to be such a hot conversation, I really did feel like whipping my dick out whilst I sat in the passenger seat of our car, and wanking myself off, hearing mom talk like that! Luckily, however, whilst my dick was still straining, mom turned into our road, and shortly after, pulled into our driveway.
Mom quickly got out and so did I, albeit a little awkwardly, trying to hid my hard on with my hands in case any nosy neighbours were looking.
We got inside our hallway and mom closed the front door and then the inner porch door.
As soon as we were in, much to my amazement at her speed, mom pushed me back against the wall, knelt down in front of me, and started trying to unzip my pants!
It was a little awkward as my hard-on was stretching the fabric, but she seemed to manage it as she pulled my pants and boxers shorts down to my ankles, and out popped my now semi hard dick, finally free. Immediately, she took it in her mouth and I became fully hard in an instant, as she started sucking me frantically. Fuck! My lust was raging due the way mom had come inside the house and started giving a blowjob like some sex mad nympho.
I grabbed her head and hair as she pumped my dick with her mouth, taking me in fully to the hilt as she almost gagged on it.
“Yea, suck it mom. Fuck – that’s so good,” I said, in heaven.
As I had been dying to come earlier in the car, it didn’t take long, and within a few moments I spurted.
“Ohhhh….,AHHHHH…….AHHHH,” I groaned as I came, gushing a bucket load into her mouth, pushing myself back against the wall for support. She expertly clamped onto me as I came, swallowing everything I fed her. God, that felt so good!
My eyes had closed as I had cum, and now I opened them and saw her cleaning my now limp dick. Then, she stood up and said, “Mmm…that was lovely. I hope you’re feeling better now.” And then she gave me a peck on the cheek, and started walking up the stairs.
“I’m going for a shower now. Why don’t you have one too and I’ll see you downstairs later for something to eat,” she said, as she went, leaving me half naked with my pants ands trousers still around my ankles.
I made myself decent and sat down on the next to bottom step of the stairs as I recovered from my orgasm. Fuck that was so amazing!
I looked through the frosted inner porch door at the daylight outside and thought about what had happened at Dr Taylor’s consultation in the afternoon. That had been really hot too, and all that stuff about me having to have sex regularly as my treatment, and with other women as well!
Then, I remembered the envelope containing the contact details of the other ladies Dr. Taylor had said I could call. Mom had put it on the back seat of the car and left it in there when we came into the house in a rush.
I got up, picked up the keys mom had put down on the table next to the door and went out to get it.
I came back in, shut the door behind me and was about to open the envelope when something made me stop. I’d better wait do it in front of mom, I thought. As she had said she wanted to think about it for a while, it might put her off if I appeared too keen.
I decided to go up and shower.
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After showering, as I dried myself off and walked naked back into my bedroom from my en-suite bathroom, I heard mom from across the hallway in her bedroom call out loudly, “Honey, have you finished in the bathroom?”
“Yea, sure have mom,” I shouted back, so she could hear. “I’m just gonna get dressed.”
“Are you naked?” she called out again.
“Er..yes,” I replied, “I’m just drying myself off with a towel.”
“Well, come in here and do that. Don’t be shy.”
I paused my drying for a moment and my dick stirred. Maybe mom had other plans before we went downstairs to eat. It had been about forty-five minutes since I came in mom’s mouth earlier. I reckoned I could cum again now.
I was by now quite comfortable being nude in front of mom, so I casually walked out of my room, rubbing my hair dry with the towel as I did so.
As I walked into mom’s bedroom, my dick seemingly having a life of it’s own, although still limp, had filled out a little, and flopped from side to side with a bit of a swing.
I had my eyes half covered as I walked in as I was still drying my hair, but as I pulled the towel away from my eyes, a hot, horny sight greeted me.
Mom was on the bed, with her back half propped up by the headboard. She was naked and had her legs wide open with her pussy lips pulled apart, so I could see the pink flesh inside, and she was playing with it, with one finger of her right hand. She looked damned fucking hot!
Sexily, she said, “Don’t you want some of the medicine the doctor ordered?” and smiled at me.
Fuck! How could not! I threw the towel on a chair, and clambered onto the bed on my knees towards the centre of mom’s wide-open legs.
“Lick me first honey,” she said, gently.
I bent my head down between her thighs and started to lick her. She tasted wonderful. I lapped around her pussy lips and then stuck my tongue in deeper into her fuck hole, darting it in and out, like I was fucking it with my tongue.
Mom writhed in pleasure and groaned, “Mmmm…Oh yes…Jacob…that soooo.. nice…”
I continued lapping her pussy, and she closed her thighs around my ears and head almost pulling my face into her crotch with them.
I was now clamped onto mom’s delicious pussy with my mouth, sliding my tongue in and out, and up and down the wet, juicy pink flesh there. I must have touched a sensitive spot, as she cried out louder than before, “Ohh…Ohh…yes, honey…that’s it…oohhh.”
Mom let go of clamping my head with her thighs. I lifted my head up and looked down at her thick pussy mound, with the lips hanging invitingly. I had an urge to put my finger in.
“Can I finger fuck you?” I said eagerly.
“Go on,” she said, “Then stick that hard cock in.”
I gently prodded her pussy with my middle finger, and enjoying the sensation, I added a second finger. Mom writhed on my fingers, pushing herself onto them.
My dick was now rock hard and straining, I wanted to stick it into her.
After a few more moments, I raised my arms and pushed mom’s thighs back, revealing her wet open cunt. It looked really inviting
“I’m gonna fuck you now, mom,” I said determinedly.
“Do it baby,” she replied, her eyes closed.
I positioned my knees between mom’s thighs and pointed the tip of my dick towards her pussy. Then, I rubbed my dickhead along it, as if teasing her, and finally pushed in.
“Ahhhh…” I cried as I did so. Mom’s pussy walls grabbed the sides of my rock hard prick as I pushed all the way in, and started pumping, in and out.
Fuck! This felt so good!
I held the top part of the middle of mom’s thighs as I fucked her. My chest was at about 45 degree angle to her as she lay below me, and my dick penetrated her deeply as she held her thighs wide open. Mom’s large tits wobbled below me as I started to slap into her with my groin and balls as I pumped.
Then, I put my elbows down either side of her chest, and as I pumped her with my dick I saw her open her eyes, and for the first time, I wanted to kiss her as we fucked. I lay my chest flat on her boobs and brought my lips down to her’s and we started to French kiss. Our tongues worked inside each other’s mouths greedily and sexily for what seemed like ages. I continued pumping her, and then we broke our kiss as I straightened up again and placed my hands on her thighs.
“Go on, fuck me Jacob,” she said, now looking directly at me. “Fuck me, and cum inside me. Mix all your creamy prick juice with my cunt’s. That’s what we want.”
I continued pumping in and out, and I knew it wouldn’t be long now.
“Come on,” she continued, almost taunting me to cum inside her.”
“I’m going to let you fuck me whenever and wherever you like now,” she continued, tauntingly. “We can do it all the time and in front of the doctor. And if you satisfy me enough, I’ll even let you fuck your aunt Jean and other women. Come on fuck me, cum in side me…”
And that was it for me. Her lewd, hot words did the trick, and I came, big time. “Uhhhhh…Uhhhhh…Uhhhhh…” I cried out, shooting deep inside her, wave after wave of my spunk.
Finally, I collapsed in a heap on top of mom as she wriggled beneath me, and wrapped her arms around my back in an embrace.
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After a few moments, I turned to lie on my back naked next to mom. I was just coming off the high of my orgasm, when I recalled what she had said last of all as we had fucked.
“Mom, what did you say about aunt Jean? Did you say you would let me fuck her? What do you mean?” I said.
Mom rested her head on her elbow and stroked my chest as she spoke. “Well, that was something I was going to speak to you about later as one of my plans. I might as well tell you about it now.”
I listened intently, enjoying the sensation of mom stroking me.
“You know, I mentioned that I’d spoken to Jean a while back, and told her you had a bit of a personal problem?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“Well, I did say to her it was something to do with your privates, and that I had been told by a doctor that I had to help you to cum.”
I was a little shocked mom had told aunt Jean about this, who I knew as equally as ‘prim and proper’ as mom (before I knew about mom’s own lustful nature, that is).
“What did she say?” I said, a little alarmed.
“She was quite surprised, and at first didn’t approve. But I told her it was for medical reasons, and for a few weeks only, and we had no choice. But I haven’t told her just how far I’ve gone with you. She has no idea yet.”
“Yet?” I replied. “I can’t ever imagine getting to the stage of telling her what we’re doing or Jean letting me ever have sex wit her,” I added.
“I know what you mean Jacob, but I also know my sister very well unlike you, and I know her intimate ways in the past. She used to be quite friendly with men in her younger days before she got married. She changed a bit after getting married and becoming a widow, but she’s been single now for a while, I know she hasn’t had sex with a man for over two years.”
“So?” I said.
“Well, I know she has sexual urges and cravings like all women, and she’s confided those to me. My plan is that we should ask her to stay with us for a few weeks and we’ll try to get her involved in some way in helping you. You know she doesn’t work like me, so she will have the time.”
I remembered Aunt Jean was fairly well-to-do, as she lived off a large insurance payout when her husband died
“We won’t tell her to start off with that Dr Taylor has now said we don’t need to take samples of your cum anymore at home, or the new suggested treatment,” mom continued. “We’ll start off by keeping quiet about that. We’ll use the excuse that while I’m at work, you need someone to help you cum. I think that when she starts to see your lovely cock and body, her lustful cravings will develop into something more, just like they did for me. And I will try to encourage and entice her and ask her to join me when I do a pretend collection of your cum. I’m sure we’ll be able to get her begging for you to fuck her by the time we’ve finished!”
Wow! I was amazed by the way mom’s mind worked. Fuck me! I was trying to imagine both mom and aunt Jean playing with my dick at the same time to help me to cum. Man!
“Ok,” I said. “I won’t complain about having two women play with my dick,” I added with a giggle. “And it’s kind of exciting that it’s you and aunt Jean at the same time.”
“Your aunt’s got a nice large butt as well, which I know you like,” said mom, smiling back at me teasingly. “Just imagine having two full juicy ass’s to play with.”
My dick stirred at the thought, even though I had cum just moments ago. To be honest, I had been turned on by aunt Jean’s ass many a time when she had been over to stay before. It was quite full and curvy, very much like mom’s, but maybe slightly bigger, although not gross. I decided not to mention I had fantasised about aunt Jean to mom just yet.
“Mom you’re mind is just amazing,” I replied, keeping my thoughts to myself.
“I haven’t finished yet,” said mom. “While Jean’s here, we’ll also start having sessions with Dr Taylor where we get the doctor to think she has helped us to have intercourse together for the first time. I’ve got the feeling Dr Taylor can be a lot more hands on then she let on to us so far, if you know what I mean.”
My dick stirred again, and I just looked at mom open mouthed!
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It’s here! The final installment of the story. Thank you all for being so very amazing and giving me your time and votes, it means the world. I hope you all enjoy the final five chapters in this story. **No age is mentioned in this story, and for all we know all of the characters in this story are fully of age.**
It’s a night of firsts for young Christine.