Our surprise first time.
Plain wife becomes the sexy wife.
Plain wife becomes the sexy wife.
One of my most memorable experiences
The final part. Thanks for staying with me till the end.
I understand that my grammer its not perfect, and I do take construtive critisim well, English is my second language so bare with me
Peaches followed the tug of her lead to the Franklin Gate she’s helped set up. The first world they were going to was the 13th in the series listed by Franklin, the one she’d suggested herself, was her destination. But she wasn’t going alone!
Peaches’ original plan had been to attempt to enter the societies she would be visiting, alone, and use her Slaveworld-given charms and training to bring back things that Samuel and his society would find useful. But the Slaveworlders were a bit unsure about letting her off her leash. They didn’t think she’d escape, she realised as they discussed it over cards, her head in Lady Cleobell’s lap. They just didn’t want to entrust something that was actually important to a slave! It just rubbed them all the wrong way.
So Peaches was going simply as herself. No disguises. Rather than reveal the existence of a Gate, the man who held her lead would tell the citizens of the world they were about to enter a cover story, and her role would be similar to her own original plan, except that she would have n respite from slavery even while on her mission!
Peaches, her new name engraved on a shiny metal disk hanging from her cute pink collar, shivered in fear. Her mind was a whirl of emotions, and one of the strongest was confusion – what had she done? How had she landed herself here? The man holding her lead was a tall, patrician-looking minor aristocrat, a friend of the family of Colonel Ewing, Peaches’ legal owner. His name was Ross, and he was a Baronet, a low-ranking aristocrat but an aristocrat. He was the obvious choice, she realised – he was important enough to be trusted, but not too important to be lost should the plan fail. He was dressed this morning, and warmly – it was autumn on the world the Gate would drop them into. Meanwhile Peaches, for the first time in months, was wearing clothing – of sorts.
Her body was encased in a red latex catsuit, more than skintight, with a matching red latex corset over the top. Her blonde hair was tucked up in a ponytail, exiting out of a hole in the red latex hood that covered her head, leaving her face exposed. Thigh-high PVC boots with 4 inch platforms and 7 inch heels, hobbled at 18 inches by a tiny steel chain between her ankles, completed her basic outfit. Peaches’ arms were cuffed together down her back, wrist to wrist and elbow to elbow, forcing her breasts out into increased prominence. A typical Slaveworld gesture, her catsuit was open at the crotch and her nipples protruded too, a small, pretty weight dangling painfully from each one. Her crotch chain simply clipped onto her catsuit, the tiny steel links holding a teasing dildo and butt plug inside her. She hadn’t slept last night – she’d been busy being introduced to the man who would be her pretend owner for the next two days , and afterwards the Colonel had wanted to give her a goodbye screwing – and she was terrified, humiliated and desperate to come!
Just a normal day, then, Peaches reflected wryly. The Gate shimmered into life, and her new master looked her over. Seeing that she was nervous, he slipped his hand between her legs, stroking her clitoris against the rough-yet-smooth chain. When she sighing behind her mouth-stretching red ball gag, he stopped, but he had done enough – Peaches would follow him anywhere now, on the offchance that he might do that some more!
In fantasy, being a slave had been much less scary and much, much less humiliating, but on the other hand Peaches never could have imagined the effects of the best brainwashing she could imagine, plus the modification, the surgically implanted aphrodisiacs and the constant affirmation of her place as a slave, a possession. When she told her owner or one of his friends that she existed to please them, Peaches wasn’t lying!
Her groin on fire with lust, wiggling her walk more than she had been taught to try to increase the sensation from the dildo and plug strapped inside her, Peaches walked forward on the end of her lead into a new world.
She felt dizzy again, almost falling to her knees, the world spinning around like it did when she’d had way too much to drink. But her owner grabbed her, holding her against him tightly, and smiled down at her. She felt herself relaxing, and then he took out a map and compass and set off across a thin gravel track. Peaches couldn’t help but notice that she was not dressed for hiking, but they seemed to be in a fairly civilized wilderness, with neat tracks and pretty waterfalls. She felt it was familiar, but she couldn’t seem to make her mind work… things slipped away from her, leaving ehr a mindless, panting, drooling mess, with nothing in her mind that hadn’t been put there by her owners. She fought against it, but on one level she knew she welcomed it and that was when she got really scared. In the early days, she’d woken up crying just like all the other new slaves and been dragged from her cell for extra obedience training. The best thing to settle a slave down, the Slaveworld trainers reckoned, and after they’d finished with her she’d always slept the next night at least.
But in the colonel’s slaveblock, she’d woken up crying still sometimes. And then one of the stable hands had come to talk to her, a kindly man in his forties with a paunch and a short beard who sat by her cell, feeding her sugarcubes through the bars and stroking her flawless velvet skin until she stopped sobbing. He never made her come at night, though she always hoped he would bribe his colleagues to look the other way while he did, and she really had wanted him to enjoy her, but he was more sentimental than anything else, She knew his interest was the same as an old man talking to a horse or a dog back home, but he still made her feel better…
Peaches was jolted out of her reverie by the realization that a man was walking towards them. She stopped as her owner did, automatically, and thought in the back of her mind about how differently she and Sir Ross were looking at the man. He’s just thinking about the mission, she thought, but the mission depends on me being a good toy. I have to be this stranger’s plaything…
The man was kind of walking, kind of running, and he reached them a lot sooner than Peaches would have thought. He was obviously fit and muscular, shorter than the aristocrats Peaches was used to seeing on the Slaveworld and wearing loose fitting breeches and a collarless shirt with three-quarter length sleeves. He smiled broadly, his weirdly pale skin hardly creasing, and offered his hand to Sir Ross.
‘Hi, I’m Jaq’uu-iz, but my friends call me Jaq.’
‘Delighted to meet you, my name is Michael Ross,’ Sir Ross told the man.
‘And this is?’
‘Oh, her name is Peaches,’ Sir Ross said, offhand.
‘Like the fruit? How delicious!’
Sir Ross was obviously a little surprised that the man was accepting of a sex slave so immediately, but he said nothing. In another life, he and Peaches might have shared a glance of puzzlement; but she wasn’t here for that.
‘My house is just a few minutes’ walk this way,’ Jaq’ said, gesturing expansively. Perhaps you’d like to…’
‘Delighted, thank you.’
Sir Ross moved off, chatting with Jaq’ who kept shooting little glances at Peaches, obviously curious and, as a girl with some experience, Peaches would have said he was obviously attracted to her too.
Jaq’s house turned out to be a huge, mostly underground complex with walls that showed the views outside, so it felt unnervingly like you were somewhere else. The house was warm enough that Peaches was beginning to sweat within moments of entering the place, her catuit ovbviously well designed as heating. Jaq offered both of them refreshments, and Sir Ross gratefully accepted. While Jaq’ was out of the room, seeming to wink out of existence as he stepped out of the hidden doorway, Sir Ross pulled the kneeling Peaches in front of him and undid his flies, taking his jacket off and unbuckling Peaches’ ball gag.
Peaches obediently opened her mouth and began to suck and kiss her owner’s cock. Using the tip of her tongue, pierced twice for the purpose, she could tickle and caress the tip of his cock. Unusually for her, she was being allowed to run the show to some extent and she relished the freedom; like all Slaveworld sex toys Peaches was tit trained and she was often controlled by her user’s squeezing, pinching, twisting and rolling her nipples and breasts. She bobbed her head, feeling herself get wetter as the heavy cock in her mouth swelled further, and sighing in pleasure around it. If she was wearing a bigger dildo, or she had more time, she could come from sucking cock, she knew, but it wasn’t going to happen this time, she reflected as she slurped. Still, sex isn’t about pleasing me, she reminded herself as Sir Ross’ cock began to flex in her mouth, salty precum on her tongue.
Peaches heard footsteps that stopped in the doorway and mentally reconstructed the scene: Jaq’ returns, sees me on my knees with a cock in my mouth, wonders how to react. Then… the footsteps returned to the table and Jaq’ sat, Sir Ross’ cock momentarily getting less close to filling her mouth with cum as he greeted their host and began chatting.
‘So have you walked far today?’ Jaq’ asked.
Peaches felt herself chill; would Sir Ross remember to hide the fact that they’d appeared out of nowhere?
‘Not too bad, but we didn’t really know where we were. I’m useless with one of these things!’ Sir Ross held up his map and compass.
‘What is that?’ Jaq’ leaned in to take the map, feeling it, and turning the compass around in his hands.
Sir Ross went on to explain the basics of the art of map-reading, his cock barely hard in Peaches’ eager mouth now, his attention elsewhere. Jaq’ was stunned.
‘That’s amazing,’ he said. ‘You’re so Prim!’
‘Prim?’
‘Oh, um, yeah that’s just what my friends call it, like Primitive you know? Seeing people face to face, I mean I like to make my own tea, but that’s about as far as I go. When I want to find my way around I normally let my mover do it for me but if I’m out walking and it’s a part of the estate I haven’t been to for a while, I use this.’ He looked slightly shamefaced as he held up a little flat thing as big as a credit card.
‘Here,’ he said, ‘I’ve got a dozen, you might need it!’
Sir Ross shifted in his seat as he accepted the gift.
‘Thank you, that’s very kind of you! I couldn’t help but notice as we were walking over here that you seemed to like the look of Peaches?’
Peaches could imagine the look on Jaq’s face. According to the original Gate team’s research, there were plenty of worlds like her own Earth, where the idea of people belonging to each other was OK but it was never as one dimensional as the Slaveworld. And there were even more like this one, where men like Jaq’ would be surprised at the ‘that’s my bird’ response, but would be totally nonplussed at the idea of being offered a slave to play with. Maybe.
‘Um, yes, I suppose…’
‘Would you like to play with her, do you think?’
‘Really?’ Jaq’ answered a little too quickly, Peaches thought.
‘Absolutely! I can finish with her, or you can join in, up to you?’
‘No, no, you, um finish with her…’
Jaq’ stood, and began to watch the proceedings more closely as Peaches renewed her efforts. Sir Ross just wanted to come as quickly as possible now and Peaches gulped and slurped noisily as he held her head by her hair, pushing himself into her mouth in hard little thrusts. She squeaked and moaned with excitement as he neared orgasm, his cock twitching and pulsing, then he pushed himself to the back of her mouth as he came, shooting his semen straight down her throat.
As the sour salty liquid stuck to the inside of her gullet, Peaches reflected that he had been considerate to their host. He hadn’t made a mess of her!
‘MMmmm…’ Sir Ross sighed in satisfaction, then let Peaches lick his cock clean and zipped himself up.
‘Now,’ he said to Jaq’, have you ever used a slave before?’
‘I don’t think so,’ Jaq’ replied. ‘What’s a slave?’
Sir Ross was momentarily stumped.
‘Um… OK, you know how this place belongs to you? Or your clothes do?’
Jaq’ nodded uncertainly.
‘Well, a slave is like that. Peaches is a sex slave, so she exists for people to enjoy sexually, don’t you Peaches?’
Peaches looked Jaq’ in the eye when she answered, rather than Sir Ross. She knew it was a breach of etiquette and for a slave that could mean a whipping or worse, she just had a hunch.
‘Yes Master.’
Sir Ross smiled at both of them.
‘Do you mean she’s…’ Jaq’ searched for a word, ‘property?’
‘Yes, of course!’
Peaches was tempted to laugh. What a comical misunderstanding, she thought; one of them can’t imagine what property is, the other is shocked that I could be anything else…
‘So what, um…’
He’s made up his mind, Peaches thought. She wasn’t surprised. Faced with the reality of a helplessly bound, attractive girl who proudly said she existed for your sexual pleasure, she could easily see why most people would leave the thinking until afterwards.
Peaches felt her lead handed over, and with it the key to her restraints. ‘If you want to use her ass or pussy, you just unlock this chain, here…’
Sir Ross demonstrated as he stroked Peaches idly through her latex second skin. She whined in soft lust, feeling relaxed now she knew she was going to be fucked.
‘Is there anything I’m not allowed to do?’ Jaq’ asked Sir Ross.
‘You mustn’t injure her, basically. Otherwise, she’s yours to enjoy!
Jaq’ advanced on her with a big grin on his face. Even in this unbelievably rich world, Peaches thought to herself, he’s been handed the keys to the toy store!
She felt his hand touch her head hesitantly, then stroke her face, shivering as she instinctively nuzzled his hand. On Slaveworld she would probably have been punished for that, but here she needed to show him how eager she was. Slaveworld aristocrats already knew!
Peaches stood when Jaq’, discovering his confidence, pulled her to her feet by her hair, his face a picture of delight. She couldn’t help herself; she was desperate to please him! Maybe it was for the best that she wasn’t here alone, she thought idly as Jaq’ ran his hands over her body, making her nipples tingle, her clit painfully hard, pussy so wet her thighs were wet too. There was no way she could do this and be a spy too!
Jaq’ stood face to face with her, his hand slipping between her thighs, finding her crotch chain and the dildo and buttplug it held inside her. Peaches moaned in helpless lust as a stranger touched between her legs, but without the professional ease or practiced sadism she was used to. Jaq’s erection was throbbing in his trousers, Peaches’ eyes locked on her user’s as she had been trained. Jaq’ looked over to Sir Ross. The aristocrat nodded encouragingly.
Jaq’s hand moved between Peaches’ legs, caressing her pussy lips and touching her clit, making her squeal and gasp, the palm of his hand making her dildo move inside her, fucking her. She felt herself flush, her eyes wide, lightheaded with lust as Jaq’ grinned happily, overjoyed at how wet and responsive she was. Peaches was used to being a nice surprise – more sensitive to the Slaveworld’s aphrodisiac than most toys, Peaches was unusually hot and wet even for a sex slave, but Jaq’ had never seen the regular article. He was obviously getting some kind of contact high!
‘If you’ve never played with a slave before, you might want to just use her mouth and then maybe wait a bit. She’s hot, isn’t she?’
Jaq’ nodded, then said, ‘how do I, um…’
‘Just move her or order her.’ Sir Ross replied. ‘Like this.’ Peaches twitched in involuntary fear as she felt her owner’s hand land hard on her ass, pushing her down. ‘Kneel, slut,’ he told her. Peaches sank to her knees, and Jaq’ undid his flies and his extremely hard cock was waggling in Peaches’ face. She bowed her head to him and let him slip into her mouth, her tongue caressing him. Her eyes remained locked on Jaq’s as he gazed down at her, his face distorted with pleasure. Peaches had only bobbed her head a couple of times when Jaq’ came, filling her mouth with his hot, sticky come. Peaches sucked and slurped eagerly until Jaq’ had finished his orgasm, then knelt open mouthed, tongue out, as she’d been trained, displaying her semen-covered tongue, dripping onto her boos as she waited for Jaq’ to order her to swallow.
But jaq’ had gotten the idea of sex slaves pretty quick. He was talking to Sir Ross, looking at her but with a totally proprietary glance. She was savvy enough to realize that he would never regard her as anything but a slave now; just a few seconds of total, unthinking obedience had been enough.
The two men were chatting about their plans for the evening, and Peaches listened with half an ear as she drifted in erotic reverie, waves of need and lust, drifting through her mind; she could have come with maybe a few more seconds’ groping. Sex isn’t about pleasing me, she reminded herself, her hips moving slowly, barely perceptibly, as she tried to get some friction from her crotch chain.
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It was a warm summers day well to be precise it was the week before end of term and the summer holidays I couldn’t be happier.
Let me tell you about myself first I am called Jason, quite tall around 6.2ft brown haired hazel eyes and quite muscular 160lbs(because I have been working out at the gym lately and I’m also on the rugby team )for my age I’m 17.I go to seaview high and today will be my last day. I was in second lesson(French)With my favourite teacher Mrs. Parry she is 5.5 120lbs about 30 and very sexy. She has short black hair above her shoulders, bright blue eyes high cheek bones and gorgeous lips and large B small C tits and gorgeous lips that I would love to kiss. Her legs go all the way up and I love imagining what’s underneath her panties I spend a lot of my free time jacking off my thick 11inch beast thinking about her.
We where 10 minuets into the lesson when she called out for homework Shit I knew I had forgotten something with all the rushing around this morning I forgot to check for homework I was fucked. She came round to my desk gave me a raging hard on. She said ’’ Jason please tell me you have your home work?’’
I looked at her sheepishly and said ‘’no’’ and that I was really sorry.
She looked at me and said sadly ’’sorry Jason but I’m afraid that you will have to be spending your lunch with me then’’
I told her ‘’its ok I’m really sorry I didn’t have my homework’’
She said ‘’ohh, its ok but please don’t do it again’’
The bell for lunch came and I was still sprouting a small erection. I knocked of my French teachers class room door and heard a ‘’come in’’ reply.
I stepped in and was told I was to be moving boxes and papers she gave me a quite heavy box and told me where to take it as she was giving me the box my hand fell on her tit she gasped and I quickly removed me hand blushing and said I’m soooo sorry it was an accident.’’ She smiled and said ‘’accidents happen’’ but now my small erection was now raging and I had to cover it with the box.
As I was walking with the box two kids came up and slammed me to the floor, as I was holding a the box I fell and all the contence of the box fell out Mrs. Parry came out of her classroom to see what all the fuss was about and her eyes came to rest on me on the floor with the two boys laughing they tried to run off but miss told them to go straight to the principles office. She came over to me and asked if I was alright as she bent down I saw some of her tits and my bulge in my pants grew and throbbed as it was throbbing miss saw it and saw what I was looking at she immediately covered herself up and stood up I muttered that I was fine and that it was nothing she said ok and helped me up as I picked up everything that had fell and went off to deliver the package I couldn’t help but think about miss’s tits and how amazing they are.
Chapter 2 Tallulah Parry.
I couldn’t help but look at this boys bulge it looked amazing I wanted to touch it but I resisted and wondered why he had an erection eventually my eyes followed his to where my boobs where showing I began to get a tingling feeling between me legs so quickly stood up and helped him pick up the stuff and put it in the box .I went to my class room and felt aroused that the boy I had had feelings for and had looked at with every chance I had did the same and I wanted him but I knew it was risky and that I could jeopardise the friendship that they had sort of formed not mentioning the fact that I was married and had been for 3 years and for 1 of those years I was happy but he just wasn’t nice to me any more and he wasn’t giving me what I needed and every time I was in a class with Jason he always tried his best at making me smile which he always did I had to form a plan I decided to tell him that I needed a little work done to my house and that I would pay him then I would make my move and hopefully it works.
He came back and asked if there was anything else he could do and for a minuet I just looked and the handsome man stood in front of me then I told him I needed a little work done to my house just painting and that my garden was also in need of improving and said for all the job I would pay £75 pound he said ‘’ok when’’ I said this Saturday because it may take two days he said that would be fine and left the room.
I could not believe I had done it and I had pulled it off now I thought to myself lets see if he takes the bait…
Chapter 3 Jason Carr.
I got home and called out for anyone home, no one answered good my mum and dad where still at work I ran to my room pulled off my shorts and jumped onto my bed and started stroking my stiff member and starting too imagine pounding Mrs. Parry’s pussy and sucking on her big titties then Cumming all over them and eating her out until she came as always I cum but today I shot more cum than usually about 5 long squirts. I quickly got cleaned up and started on tea when my mum came home she got changed into something more comftble and sat down with a glass of vodka and put the TV on I came over and asked where dad was she said ‘’he is was working late and probably wouldn’t be home till 10:00 so you should put his tea in the oven to keep warm’’ I served my mum the tea and said ‘’mum its chilli con-carnie and I hope you like it’’
‘’AHA you want something don’t you ‘’ she announced suddenly
‘’Urmm no I mean well on Saturday and Sunday I have to go out for most of the day umm… is it alright?’’ ‘’ok ok ok its fine but you have to be home by 9:00pm ok?’’
‘’ok mum, thanks’’ I told her and went into my room to eat.
Chapter 4 Tallulah Parry.
Today was the day Tallulah thought as she was getting ready she wondered weather she should wear panties and bra or not she decided not. She looked at herself in the mirror god I look good she had grey denim shorts on and a little sleeveless top on with no bra or panties you could see her long erect nipples and wet spot. The door went and she went too get it Jason had on a pair of khaki shorts and a white vest top on he looked beautiful and she could feel her inner thighs getting wet she welcomed him in and gave him a list of what to do and told him where everything was and he went of and started painting.
She watched as he painted and could see a bulge in his pants and she got even more aroused and began to get a tingling in her cunt, so she exited to her bedroom took of her shorts and looked into the bottom part of her draw when she heard someone gasp outside the door she was at first frightened then realised there was only two people in the house her and Jason so that means Jason is spying on her. That did it for her she had an orgasm then and it surprisingly it was one of the best she had ever had and she didn’t even have a dildo in her. She got her big 9inch vibrator jumped onto the bed and started to work the vibrator on her clit and around her piss hole. She pushed the vibrator up her hole and turned it on ’’Ohhh YES UMMHH’’ she cried ‘’fuck that’s good’’ she moaned while pumping the vibrator in and out making squelching noises. She thought she could her moaning and knew that Jason was jacking off while watching her she wanted his cock in her she imagined his cock pumping in and out of her and not the vibrator and she came ‘’ OHH JASON YES FUCKING YES DRILL THAT BIG BEAST INTO ME’’ she screamed…
Chapter 5 Jason Carr.
Jason had wondered where miss had gone so he waited a few minuets and followed behind. He got to one of the rooms with the door slightly ajar so he looked in and the sight burned into my 17 memory forever. What he saw was Mrs. Parry bent over the draw with nothing on I gasped and began to take out my already erect dick and start to slowly stroking it watching as miss’s juices ran down her thighs. She jumped onto the bed with a big vibrator then started working it around her clitty and then started pumping it in and out of her and moaning. I started pumping my dick and softly moaning and I was about to cum and just as I cum so did she and what shocked me the most id that when she came she said Jason drill that big beast into me and I shot more than ever over the wall and door then quickly ran downstairs and began painting again about 10 minuets later miss came down and poured me and herself a drink. BOLLOCKS Jason thought I didn’t wipe the cum off the door, she must have saw it, what the fuck am I gonna do now. ‘’Thanks miss’’ I muttered
‘’Jason you don’t have to call me miss just call me Tallulah ok?’’ she said cheerily.
‘’ok, thank you …Tallulah’’ I said a little hesitantly. She handed me the glass of pop and looked into my eyes and deeply kissed me pushing her tongue through my lips and entwining them while gently rubbing the bulge in my pants. I moaned into her mouth then pulled away and said ‘’wwaahh???’’ dumbly.
‘’ I heard you outside my door when I was masturbating and I saw the cum on the wall, I also see the bulge in your pants that you get every time you see me ‘’ she explained
‘’I know you like me as much as I like you and I so want you in me right now’’ she told me
I said ‘’ but miss… umm I mean Tallulah your married and you like me???’’
‘’ yes I am married but I want you more and yes no I don’t like u I fucking love you’’ and with that she practically ripped off my shorts of and squealed in delight and shock as she saw my member…
Chapter 6 Tallulah Parry.
The thing was massive at least 11inchs as soon as I saw in I wanted it in my mouth but I couldn’t rape Jason so I asked
‘’ Jason is this what you want if it’s not just say and we can carry on like nothing has happened’’ I said but I knew nothing would ever be the same.
‘’Um … yes yes this is what I want please take my cock in your mouth and make me cum’’
‘’ok’’ she grinned ‘’go lie down on the table and I wont be a minuet’’ I called while running up stairs. When I got to my room I threw my clothes off and put a pair of stocking on and my best pair of black heels I admired myself in the mirror then walked out of the room and down to the kitchen where I found Jason lying on the dinning table I called him and he looked up and his eyes practically shot out of his head then his eyes travelled around my body then landed on my wet cunt my juices started trickling down my legs so I brought my hand across my wet patch and brought it to my lips and sucked ‘’umm yum’’ I moaned ‘’you want some baby you want to taste my dripping wet pussy’’
‘’ uuu umm yyes’’ Jason stammered
I climbed on too the table and rested my pussy on his face while putting my mouth on the tip of his cock and slowly starting to move my head down and down until I had just over half in my mouth. Jason moaned into my cunt then started licking he moved all around until he found my clitty and he started gently nibbling and sucking
‘’OHH fucking hell yes shove your tongue in my wet hole yes Ummmm’’
I was bobbling up and down on his dick while fondling his balls when he screamed ‘’ OHH fuck yes YESSS I’m Cumming yesss’’
He shot his load I’m my throat and I got off him and opened my mouth wide so he could see his spunk in my throat then I swallowed ‘’best spunk ever oh yum better than the cold stuff on the wall and door’’
‘’ you sexy beast you ate the cum off the door’’
I smiled sexily and said come on big boy lets ride this big cock of yours…
Chapter 7 Jason Carr.
‘’ok’’ I said
‘’you lie on the table and ill do you doggie style’’ I grinned
‘’ok big boy’’ Tallulah said and she got on the table and positioned her ass in the air I kneeled behind her and rubbed my cock against her pussy and then rammed it in.
We both cried out a loud moan I slowly started pumping my cock in and out of her pussy just leaving the tip in and then ramming it back in.
‘’ OHH FUCKING YESS HARDER SHOVE THAT THING IN ME YESS OHH OH OH IM GONNA CUM IM GONNA CUM’’
I felt her cum all over my dick I pulled out and asked if I could suck her tits she just grunted and I rolled her over and started to circle her areoles and nibble her nipple.
She started moaning and grunting and I grabbed and kneaded her tits then I slowly moved down her stomach gently kissing my way down her tummy until I found her cunt and started eating her out paying close attention to her clitty then tongue fucking her.
‘’ohh yes yes don’t stop keep eating me out!’’ she screamed
She came heavily then moaned Jason please fucks me up the ass.
She turned over and shoved her ass in my face I kneeled up and started spanking her while she was moaning then I got my semi-hard dick and started slapping her ass with my cock then I rubbed my dick on her pussy spat on my cock and pushed it in her ass and started pumping and started telling her how tight and hot her ass is while slapping her ass and telling her
‘’ you want more bitch you want more you want my fuckin cock up your tight ass?’’
‘’Yes fucking yes fuck the shit out of me’’ she screamed
And with that I found a new found energy source and started pumping her so hard and fast the table was shaking until I moaned ‘’I’m Cumming oh him gonna cum in your fucking ass’’ I grunted.
‘’yes fucking cum in my ass!’’ she said and with that I cummed in her ass and she bucked wildly as she cummed with me. We both collapsed on the table and bathed in the after math on the orgasms when we heard someone move we looked over to see Tallulah’s husband….
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The final of the story
I had finished my night dinner, and was relaxing, when I got the call. It was my boss. (Oh, I am in the early 30s, working as ASM – Asst.Sales Manager – in a MNC). It was a surprise to me. He was supposed to leave the city in about an hour to Mumbai to attend a business meeting at our Head Office, and I didn’t see where I came in the picture. (I didn’t want to be disturbed right then, as, I took a Viagra just then, just for kicks, as my wife always loved sex, and that too a rough one).
I was polite and quick and said “yes, Sir.”
His voice was not authoritative as usual. “Are you free?”, he asked, in his no-nonsense voice. But without giving time for me to reply, he continued, “You are going to Mumbai, now. I am indisposed and is in hospital. No, No, No, don’t come here to see me. Go to the junction. The train starts at 9.30”.
I was taken aback by this sudden development. I looked at my wife helplessly, and I was a little reluctant to waste the viagra. “Sir,” I stammered, “I am not sure I know anything to discuss in the Meeting. I have no details and …”.
He cut me short. “My secretary is waiting for you at the station. She will explain everything. You can always contact me or the office, over phone for anything you need. Now, start moving.”
He was not requesting me, but ordering me, in his usual Hitler way, to go to Mumbai. I am earning over 60+ a month, apart from other perks, and I didn’t want to antagonise my boss. He was like a big brother to us (in his 50s) and he was instrumental in moulding our future.
I decided to forego the viagra effect and told my wife about this sudden development. She had seen me in similar situations previously, so she started packing my things in a suitcase without further prompting. I looked at her slim body moving efficiently, collecting all the small things I would need in the travel, and I felt sorry for leaving her alone that night. I changed my dress, and left for the station, after giving my wife a bear hug and a strong and long kiss.
AT THE RAILWAY STATION:
It was 9.15 when I reached the station, and my boss’s secretary was waiting for me. She was in her late 30s, but one could promise that she was just around 25 years. She was a Kerala girl, 5’5″, white in colour, very nice lookable face and slim. We had good relationship at office, as often she had to recommend our Bills for payment. She was the girl, you would love to take in your hands, but you knew that it would be suicidal. She was my boss’s secretary.
She was very business like and borded the train with me. We had that AC II tier coupe, and I expected her to leave as soon as she made her brief. But to my surprise, she was still lecturing me on targets, actuals, SWOT analysis, future plans, projects, etc. when the train started moving. I politely reminded her that she might leave, but she smiled and pointed her lovely finger to the suitcase, neatly tucked in below our berths. So she was accompanying me!!! I felt a little light-headed, as she would be of great help in the meeting the next day, and also, i got someone in the couch, who could be a good company to make the journey less tiresome.
Once the briefing was over, we both relaxed. Now that the important work was over, I could see her feeling relieved, and she was beginning to enjoy the travelling. The TTE came and checked our tickets. Only then I found that in that coupe, we two only were travelling. (4 persons can travel in it). Then she told me that our Boss would book the entire coupe for such journey, as he would be preparing notes during the travel, and would not like interruptions. So, it was only she and me until we reached Mumbai. The train gave a long whistle, as if cheering me up, and continued its long journey.
I went to the bathroom, changed into a more comfortable night dress and when I returned, she was in her nighty, looking leaner than when she was in saree.
WHAT WE DISCUSSED
So you can’t sleep, when such a beautiful lady is with you, and charming. So we discussed about office matters, and when it was over, talked over various things – like our personal likings, tastes, school, college, etc. and finally ended up discussing about my family.
I was proud about my wife, who was very affectionate to me, and intelligent too. I could not hide my happiness, when I was telling about the brilliance of my son, a LKG student, and a very naughty one. As we had plenty of time, I elaborated my son’s little pranks and she loved to hear them. (talking comes naturally, to sales people). Then it was her turn, and she was telling about her family. Her husband was working as project engineer, in a construction company, and was always on tours. They might be together for a week or so, in a entire month, and most of the time, she was alone and bored in the house. TV and books were her best friends.
I, without any intention, enquired about her children. For a moment she was silent. I found her trying hard to restrain herself, but perhaps my friendliness had broken her natural self-control. Tears began to roll down her cheeks and she started crying, her hands holding her head, bent down helplessly, and I could see her beautiful body shaking uncontrollably, as she wept.
I didnot know what to do. She was sitting on the opposite berth. I reached her as it was a natural reaction, and touched her shoulders, pressing her lightly as if to console her, and (I never expected it) she fell into my hands like a little lost girl, crying uncontrollably. I tried to lift her (she was very light), and she easily came to me, leaned over me, her face buried on my shoulders, still weeping.
I surmised that they had no children, and I felt very sorry for her. Maybe, my innocent query about her children, might have touched her soft corner, and she could not control herself. Without thinking, I hugged her tightly, murmering in her ears some soothing words like don’t cry, etc. In a fit of passion, I kissed her on her forehead, then on her eyes. She looked startled for a moment, but her grief was too much and she still hung on me. Then, I kissed her on the lips (though she was still crying, her lips were very sensuous) and she did not resist – she did not seem to care. But, as I continued kissing her forehead, eyes and tear-filled cheeks, she stopped crying, and you know what, when I kissed near her lips, she kissed me back.
It was a natural reaction, I thought, as her kiss was very light as if kissing a child. She was light and seemed to merge with me, and as I tightened my grip over her, I could feel her nipples hardening and started to press my chest. (Earlier, her breasts were in a sagging position). My hand slipped down to her butts, squeezing them gently, and drew her hips to me very closely.
I felt fire catching up in my loins, and my member started to harden. My kindness towards her changed into passion. She seemed to be uncaring, occasionally kissing me in the mouth, very softly. My right hand went up from her butts, and gripped her breast firmly. Oh! what a lovely apple it was. Like a pomogranate, it was round, hard, its top tappering down, her nipples thrusting up like a raw grape. As I started caressing her tits, she let out a sigh and moaned a “no” in a low voice, almost inaudible.
GREEN SIGNAL TO HEAVEN
Her moan, very inaudible though it was, showed me that she was HOT, and as eager as me to continue the game. Her eyes were dilated, her body shivering slightly, her legs entwined me like a serpant, her hip charging at me, she was far gone into the sex world, than I could imagine. We stood there for some unforgettable moments, entwined like two mating snakes, eating each other, before I decided to act further.
I laid her on the bed(berth), lifted her nightie up so that her sweet mound was visible. There was only a night lamp illuminating, but the light was enough to see the view opened before me. For a moment I was breathless. Her thighs were tightly closed. Yet her mound was very sexy, “V” shaped, fleshy and was like a foam. A slim line, running for a few inches length, was all that I could see in the middle, which I assumed was the opening for the heaven.
She maintained her pussy well, as there was no hair at all down there. There was no blemishes around her lower abdomen, and it seemed that she was rarely used for the sex purpose, as her pussy was very young and undamaged. She was pale white in colour, and the pink line was in contrast to her body colour, giving a very high sex appeal to me. A light colourless liquid was oozing out from her cunt line, her clit slightly showing its head above, as if inviting me to taste it.
I bent down and made a flick down the line. I was immediately surprised at the fragrance of her cunt, the sweet smell emanating from her cunt was very sexy. Her body shivered at the touch of my tongue, trembling uncontrollably in anticipation. My tongue licked the outer ring of her cunt, just between the thighs. She immediately raised her hip, as if to feed me with her cunt. The liquid now flowed freely from her cunt, and I let my tongue open the golden gates and let it pass through the length of her opening – from the lower end to the top. She moaned pleasantly, her hands pressing my head between her thighs.
I rolled my tongue into her cunt, intermittently teasing her clit, and she was gyrating her body up and down to meet the thrust of my tongue. As my tongue continued its play, the juice was flowing freely. From the noise she was making, I could sense that she was fast reaching her orgasm.
Then I mounted on her, throwing away whatever dress I was wearing, my prick dangling between my legs, for about 9 inches length. She did not have the satisfaction of seeing how big a cock she was fucking, as her eyes were closed, enjoying the sensation. I adjusted her position, slightly spreading her legs in a V shape, and placed the tip of my mighty cock at the edge of her opening and charged.
She gasped as I exerted slight pressure and pushed the cock inside her golden gates. The tip of my cock was bigger than the rest of its length, and it took some real efforts to penetrate her. It seemed that her cunt was never assaulted as it deserved, and IT SEEMED THAT HER HUSBAND’S COCK WAS THE SIZE OF A PENCIL..
My cock struggled to enter her, and she gasped at the enormous size penetrating her most lovely part of her body. I gave a thrust, with a grunt, and suddenly I was within her; just an inch of my cock successfully implanted into her golden mound. She was breathing in gasps, as a strong oversized iron rod like wedge was inside her, she was not used to have.
I persisted, without respite, and my cock began to push into her in slow motion, her cunt walls hugging my rod eagerly, salivating all the way, and in a moment, my entire length was into her fleshy cave. Her mouth was fully open like a perfect ‘O’, and she was breathing in gasps. She was savouring every movement of my cock into her, my cock started to throb inside her, moving the fleshy walls up and down, in a natural movement, when you have the hard on.
Then I started my thrusts, first slowly, withdrawing my cock in slow motion, then charging into her with a little more force. She was thrilled at the push, and a happy moan escapted her lips. I continued my thrusts, gradually increasing the pace, and her pleasure level was growing up and up, and she was moaning aloud every time I charged. Sounds like “Oooooooooo, Aaaaaaaah, Aahaahaahha” were flowing out from her mouth continuously. As the movement became free, I made long and strong thrusts, and she enjoyed them like a child eating an icecream.
I felt, from the frantic movements, that she was nearing an orgasm. I stopped immediately, withdrew my rod from her oozing pussy, and waited till she subsided. She was writhing in desire, but I waited.
Then I got away from her, and made her stand, asked her to bend forwards, so that her head bent forwarding almost resting on the berth, her butts looking up and her pussy exhibiting an excellent show between her “v” shaped legs. This was what we called as Doggy style.
I came from behind her, took a good aim at that pink spot and in a swift movement, charged into her from behind. My cock went in right then, without much hesitation, as her cunt was now fully lubricated and enlarged by the earlier exercise. This was an excellent position, I always did with my wife, and it never failed to thrill her. I found I was right, and as my entire length surged into her, her body shivered in sheer excitement.
My cock began its second innings and like a piston, made swift movement in and out of her rosy cunt. My thights charged against her protruding butts, and it was very exciting. I enjoyed the fucking very much, as her cunt was tight (unlike my wife’s, who had some big mouth down there) and my cock had additional charge of viagra.
I didn’t know how long it was, but I was fucking her like a machine, my hip moving to and fro, my cock torturing her cunt walls restlessly, and suddenly I found myself reaching that ecstatic feeling, that preceded the orgasm. I heard her moaning loud, and myself was emitting some sort of grunts, showing that both of us were nearing that climax.
And suddenly it was there. My speed increased and I fucked her in frenzy, then I exploded into a reverbrating orgasm, loads of sperm spurting into her holy cunt in jet speed, filling her with warm and live liquid. I could see that she had also climaxed, as she charged back her hips, to meet my thrusts, and her cunt spring out juice, profusely.
Both of us stood there, our bottoms united and without moving like a statue for a few minutes, till we regained our breath. I fell on the other berth, tired but satisfied and she fell beside me, hugging me lightly, showing that she loved what I did to her. We were asleep within a few seconds, holding each other in a loving embrace.
POST-SCRIPT:
My friend told me that the Secretary got pregnant because of the service rendered by my friend and is presently a mother of handsome twins.
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To ensnare to pretty girl is not a joke in the country where religious obligations are observed strictly as every religion precludes free and without a contract sexual interaction. Similar has been the case with me despite efforts my activities remained confined to looking at those lovely girls that comes to shopping in the markets.
One day I was sitting in the bookshop being run by my close friend that a girl wearing white ‘Shalwar Qameez’ strolled into the shop. She began to run her eyes across the wall against which magazine of different flavor were hanging. My friend got up and went near her to ask her choice. “I am looking for a book containing critical appreciation of essays of Bertrand Russell.” She inquired.
As she was telling her choice to my friend, my eyes got engaged exploring her body. She was wearing so tight Qameez that I can measure the contour of her body. Her waist was slim. Above her belly were protruding two little globes confined by green bra. The Qameez was so see-through that I could see a little button ingrained in the center of her belly. My eyes begin to feast on her plump ass. I gazed her hand stayed on the glass-counter. Her fingers were thin and skin was so fair that I could see her thin veins. It aroused in me the feeling of erotic pleasure. My dick began to swell. I was so engrossed that I could not perceive her eyes exploring my absent mindedness.
“Don’t you have a book published by Oxford University Press?’ she spoke, with her inquiring voice my raptness broke.
My friend tuned to me, ‘Abbas, please help her,’ my friend requested, ‘looking for a good book relating to the critical appreciation of Russell’s essays.’ Simultaneously with a notion of hand he directed her to me. My heart began to strike against my ribs. For a while I found my face going yellow but I soon composed myself and say hello to her. As I had already gone through the critical appreciation of essays, so I offered her my-own prepared notes. I convinced her that preparation from the original books required a considerable time, so she had better take notes from me. Much to my surprise, she did not hesitate a little and said okay.
Evidently, I did not have notes at the spot, therefore I promised her the notes in the next day.
‘I have come’, she said, ‘from a far distance. It will be very difficult for me to come tomorrow, as my mother will not allow me to visit the market again.’
I did not want to miss the golden opportunity. I offered her provision of notes at the place where it was possible for her to come. Eventually, we agreed to meet at a place in the evening not very far from her home.
All the daylong, time continued hanging heavy on me. In the long run clock chimed five and I began to get ready. I stepped in my most expensive suit and departed to reach the meeting point.
Much to my surprise and pleasure, she was standing there waiting for me. I rushed to her and generously excused for being late. ‘Never mind’, she said bringing a smile over her cheeks. I stretched my hand out and gave her the notes I have brought along.
‘Thank you’, she said, to some extent, in a seductive voice.
The weather was pleasant. The fluffy clouds were flying over the sky. The drizzling has stopped which has not only washed the roads and trees planed on either sides of the road but also have instilled a stream of exhilaration into the people,
‘Why should we not have a cup of tea?’ I found myself muttering over the words.
‘As you like,’ She paused and ogled straight into my eyes.
I looked around; my eyes catch the sight of a restaurant.
‘Okay, this way,’ I steered her towards the restaurant.
We have not strolled the half way that I stopped pretending to be pondering over something. ‘Why should not we go to the house of my friend who is living not very far from here as it does not seem sophisticated to sit in the restaurant.’ I threw a plan.
‘It does not matter.’ She said shrugging her shoulders.
I felt delighted. I hired a taxi and went to my friend’s house.
‘Damn idiot!’ I exclaimed having found the door locked. ‘I think he has gone to watch the movie.’ I explained.
‘At times he hands over the key to the nearest shop.’ I expressed the hope of getting key. ‘You please stay for a while.’ I headed towards the shop.
Fortunately he had given the key to the shop owner. I got the key, waved it in the air before her cheerfully and opened the house.
I made her sit in the room and headed to the kitchen to prepare tea. While I was fooling around with the relevant material for the tea, I found her behind me.
‘Are you going to make tea?’ She inquired.
‘Yeah, I will not ask you help me as you are my guest.’ I said courteously.
During sipping tea, my eyes keep exploring her body. Her scarf had swept aside from her breast revealing tightly confined marvels in a bra. The vision of her breast naked made my dick erect. My eyes traveled down to examine the softness of her plump thighs. She was keeping one leg over the other. It had made the clothes stretched from the waist and knee. The sense of being alone with a girl without jeopardy of society was making me erotic and restless. I kept brainstorming how to make the move.
To my luck, her eyes fell unconsciously upon a magazine to lift that she made a sudden move. Her knee struck with her hand in which she was holding the teacup. She cried. Teacup flew in the air and simultaneously there was a splash of tea over her breast, arms and few drops also fell on her legs. She stretched her arms outward and looked at the tea-blemished placed over her clothes. Her face turned a bit pale. I stood, pulled out handkerchief from my pocket and began to rub the spots. My hands unconsciously held her hands and inspected them. Fortunately tea was not so hot. Her hands remained safe.
‘The blemish of tea did not evaporate even after deep washing.’ I expressed my suspicion.
‘My mother will not spare me at this mishap.’ She said frightfully.
‘You better wash the clothes,’ I suggested, ‘otherwise it will leave indelible marks of tea and I hope these will go dry within an hour.’
I found her convinced. She looked around. What would I wear in the course of washing?’ she inquired.
I looked around, saw a towel and advised her to wrap it.
She appeared a little reluctant. ‘Hurry, do it before the clothes go dried.’
She seemed still confused. I stepped forward, put my hand at the back to unzip her Qameez, before I yank the zip down, I stopped and asked: ‘are you wearing bra and panty?’
She nodded.
I, with haste in my hands, flung her Qameez over her shoulders.
Oh my God! Her inner body was fairer than her outer parts like face and hand. My mouth went watered.
I unfastened her Shalwar and let it drop down. A ripe girl was standing before me half-naked. I found myself about to explode. I, anyhow, controlling myself, lifted her clothes, handed her over, wrap the towel around the buttock, and took her to the bathroom. She started to wash the tea spots. This job hardly took ten minutes.
I showed her the pertinent place to where spread the clothes. I sank the same chair where I was before the mishap. I gestured her to sit on the chair. As she sat, the towel hiked up, revealing her thighs more than half. She tried to cover the thighs up to knee by dragging the end of the towel. Being too small, towel denied coming down. She tried to pull the towel down by force; it loosened from the waist.
She seemed puzzled and squirming into the chair. To dispel her shyness I ask her not be worried about the situation as we are alone here and no third one is here to see us.
To divert her attention from such situation, I began to talk her on different topics. In the course of gossip, the grip of towel from her waist keeps loosening little by little due to the smoothness of her skin and by the regular swelling of the belly. Eventually it went to the extent that if she stands, the towel gets dropped.
‘I think you like green color very much. As you are wearing green bra this time and also when I saw you in the shop.’ In inquired boldly.
‘How do you know I was wearing green bra when I came in the shop.’ She blushed.
‘I see it through your Qameez because it was reasonably thin to attract my attention.’ I explained with a quivering in my voice.
I continued. ‘Your ripe breast, slim waist, thin fingers, ingratiating style of speaking, all invited me to gaze at you.’ Do you remember in the shop,’ going towards her I said, ‘I have been ogling at you.’
Sitting beside her, I flung my arm around her shoulder, she squirmed a little. Uncontrolled, I whispered, you are so beautiful that I could not resist the temptation of you well-carved figures. Spontaneously I leaned over her and planted a kiss on her flushed lips. Her mouth was shut; I began to run my tongue gently across her lower lip. I was panting. After a while I found her mouth opened. I darted my tongue into her mouth and began to such her tongue. She happened to be responsive. Our tongues got intertwined. I showered a trail of kisses on her eyes, nose, cheeks and neck. I took her earlobe into my lips and began to roll my tongue around it.
My fingers traveled down and started to run over her belly. Her panting got fast. I could hear her moans. My hands chafed her belly and impatiently cupped her breast and squeezed. A light moan came out of her mouth. She was writing. My lips traveled planting kisses towards her breast. At the cleavage, the presence of bra nauseated me. I threw my hand at her back and fumbled to unhook it. She let my hands unhooking the bra. The green piece of cloth titled down. To my pleasure the areola was small, as I dislike big brown circle around nipple. I cupped my grip and saw the red lines my fingers had left on her breast. I massaged the molested area and said sorry. In response she only heaved a long sigh. My mouth got watered. I lightly took her nipple in my mouth and began to roll my tongue around areola. Her nipple got tight. I pulled the nipple with the soft grip of my lips as if I was going to deracinate a little plant from its root. She moaned. I placed my lips on her mouth and began to knead her breast impatiently but softly. My lips began to travel, leaving behind the marks of kisses on his neck, passed across the middle of her breast, reached at her navel and strove to measure the depth of her navel.
I found my dick hard to control. My dick was overburdened and wanted to shower out the load.
I unwrap the towel from her thighs and much to my amazement there was, in the crotch, a spot of wetness. She was ready to receive my dick without inconvenience. I thought to end the foreplay. Before pulling down her panty I showered kisses o her inner thighs. She was oozing. Her pubic area had become wet. I inserted forefinger in her vagina. It was moistened. I thought to insert two fingers together but to my astonishment there existed an obstacle in the midway. Her revelation of being virgin was true. I gave a light pinch to the clit. She moaned and impatiently folded her arms around my chest. ‘Please fuck me slowly. I have not experience a dick in my vagina before.’ She gasped. The revelation created a storm in my emotions. The thought of fucking a virgin made my dick rock-hard.
‘Don’t worry, I explained dispelling the fear, you will find it delightful.’
I help her rose to her feet. I impatiently stepped out of my clothes and folder her in my arms. She was equally responsive now. She planted a kiss on my forehead. I measured the size of her buttocks. These were absolutely round, firm and silky. I squeezed them. Responding, she clung to me and began to rub her vulva against my pubic area. Her eyes were lightly shut. I steer her to the far end of the room where a big sofa was placed. I let her stretch on the sofa and began to shower kisses on the whole of her torso. I sucked her nipple, rolled my tongue around her areola and with my hands chafed her legs to make her reach at her highest erotic level.
I pulled her legs apart. Inner lips of her vagina seemed to me flickering a little as if anticipating the arrival of something very important. I composed myself between her legs and placed the bulbous head of my dick on her vulva. The touch of slippery vulva sent convulsive waves into my body. I tantalizingly rub the bulbous head against her vulva. Her moans grew higher. The head of my dick slipped inside; I felt a tight grip of her labia’s around the collar of my dick. For a while, I found my dick ejaculating but soon I divert my attention from the lust and got over my senses. I began to push the dick inside little by little.
‘Oooooooooooooohh!’ She sighed placing her hand on my belly. ‘I am,’ she groused, ‘feeling pain.’
‘Are not you feeling a salvo of pleasure in the presence of little pain?’ I inquired. She remained passive. Her lips got dried. I shoved in her, more than half of my dick went inside her ‘Sssseeeeeeeeeeeee!’ she lightly screamed that was a mixture of pain and pleasure.
I pulled out the dick a little and shoved in again and keep it doing for a while. I could sense the departure of pain from her moans. My eyes traveled down and saw a thin streak of blood oozing from her vagina. My dick was besmeared with her virgin blood. The sight of virgin blood increased the flow of erotic pleasure in my veins. I began ramming my dick in and out more furiously. She also began to move under me. I was perspired. I saw few drip of sweat on her forehead.
In the course of ramming I felt grave convulsion in my testicles and a barrage of sperm squirting from the tiny hold of my dick. I thirsted hard and fell flat upon her trying to submerge into her. I found my dick begin to shrink. I pulled it out and sat by her side and stretched my cheeks.
She kept there for a while, and suddenly she appeared to be coming in the real world. She stood, scurried to the clothes, and stepped in.
‘I ought to go now.’ She said.
I dropped her; in the way she told me her contact number and eventually we became good friend and played the game time to time.
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I wrote this for a dear friend of mine, whom I’ve known for the better part of 10 years, but have never met face to face. I hope you enjoy it!
Three guys go to a ski lodge, and there aren’t enough rooms, so they have to share a bed. In the middle of the night, the guy on the right wakes up and says, “I had this wild, vivid dream of getting a hand job!”
The guy on the left wakes up, and unbelievably, he’s had the same dream, too.
Then the guy in the middle wakes up and says, “That’s funny, I dreamed I was skiing!
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This is the first story I’m posting here, and it’s the first chapter of a new series, so I hope you all enjoy it 🙂
Mother and Wife make it!
A brief and basic outline of strategies
A crash leads to an interesting encounter.
Tracey awoke, sore and bruised after last night’s abuse.
Turns out it’s good to be part of the high school play production. All of the cast and crew are good friends. I am on crew myself and every play, a single cast party occurs and craziness ensues. I am a senior in high school, 17. It was a good turnout tonight… we didnt fuck up in the play that much… but everyone couldnt wait until the party. One of the stars of the show was Shauna. I had my eye on her the whole time. She had the cutest damn face id ever seen and some huge tits for a sophomore. And hell, she didnt mind flaunting them, but nobody complained.
It was late… about 2ish maybe and i think everyone started to get tired, but we dont go to sleep. A few people started dropping out of the festivities but we kept on playing games and talking. Someone suggested spin the bottle but we all agreed that was way too juvenile. One of the guys muttered “How about a fuckfest?” and everyone laughed. I thought to myself it wasnt such a bad idea but I laughed along with everyone. It took a while but we started up a nice game of Truth or Dare…
Alot of people knew where this was going and dropped out of the game and got to bed. It ended up with just being 6 of us… Me, Kevin (some guy on the cast), Alex (also some other guy on the cast), Shauna and her 2 friends: Ashley and Dani.
It started off pretty innocent…”Truth” Kevin replied to Ashley. “Do you think i’m cute?”… and this type of crap… I’d say it took about 15 minutes to get to the good stuff. Most of the non-truth or darer’s were asleep by now and we took our game to anther room.
We had barely even sat down and Shauna asked me “Truth or Dare?” I choked up a little and coolly whispered “Truth”. She smirked and obviously already knew what she was going to ask. “Do you wanna fuck me?”. My eyes widened and i was quiet for at leat 10 seconds. I looked around the table, drooped my head and said “…Yes.” She sat back down and a few other people took turns but I wasnt paying attention i was so embarrased. The whole time I noticed Shauna glancing over at me once in a while, biting her lower lip.
I realized it was my turn and i think everyone knew i was going to ask Shauna. I said it anyway… “Truth or Dare, Shauna…”. She giggled and jumped as I watched her enormous tits bounce. “Dare me” she said with a smile. I drew back but then realized the possibilities. “Show us your boobs.” I said. She didn’t skip a breath and she took off her shirt and threw it on the floor. She sat back down and i gazed at them uncontrollably. It got around the table to her and again she picked me.
“D-dare…” I said still staring. She quickly said innocently, “It’s only fair you take off your pants… and undershorts.” I think she looked up at me but i was still locked on her tits. I was pretty sure i heard that right and quickly whipped off my belt and pushed down my jeans. Everyone gasped as my erection was trying to bust out of my boxers. I blushed and then pushed those down. My cock popped up and was ironically pointing right at Shauna.
I sat back down and continued to fixate my eyes right on Shauna. This time she was looking back the whole time. I looked right at her face and she licked her lips. I quivered and then realized it was my turn. Without even asking anyone truth or dare, Shauna blurted out “Dare.” I sat there for a moment and then she got up from her chair. She walked over to me and took my hand. I looked up at her and the only thing i noticed was her cute smile. She pulled me up and led me to a small closet. We walked in, closed the doors and turned on the light.
Immediately we got right to it. I carressed her tits as she softly stroked my cock. I swiftly threw off my shirt as she got down on her knees. She looked up at me and i whispered, “Oh….my…” and then she expertly took my 7 1/2 inch shaft into her throat. “…Godddddddd” I finished my sentence and put my hands on the back of her head. With each bob of her head she moaned a little bit and that only got me harder. I watched her intently as her cute little face tended to my shaft and her grand breasts were bouncing against my thighs. Her mouth felt so warm and damp along the sides of my cock. I ran my hand through her hair and exhaled warmly. She kept pumping her head harder and faster and i heard the smack of her face colliding with my pelvis. She was a real pro at this i could tell!
“MMmmmmm mmmm Ahhh I’m gonna… I’m gonna…..” She got the picture and pumped her head one last time and i shot a load of cum deep into her. I continued to spray more and she swallowed it all. I was astonished. She took it out of her mouth and licked up some dribble. She cleaned herself a little and put her clothes on and walked out of the closet as i stood there, like a statue. I watched as she started walking over to the table and then she looked back at me, still standing there with my ever-limping cock. She smiled and helped me with my clothes and took my hand. She giggled and said…
“Well c’mon, we gotta finish the game!”To be continued…
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Many things revealed
Later that night after the blowjob
Rebecca wakes up in a strange place and soon discovers she’s been abducted by aliens…with one interest it would seem.
Athis story contains tales of hooking, bestiality, and interracial sex. If these things offend you, read something else. If these things turn you on, well, you twisted freaks are my target audience. Enjoy!
short,sweet and to the point
A teenage girl going through Highschool
If you have not read Part 1 please do so as this follows on and will make better sense if you read that first. Please read them in part order otherwise there will be no flow. These are purely my fantasies, stories I dream up and hope you enjoy as I share them. As always criticisms good and bad always appreciated but remember I am no professional writer and I have no one to proof read except myself. Adverts not welcome nor appreciated in the comments box. Part 2.
“Mountain Girls Have No Rules”- 4
Bella continues…
This here is the part of the story I been a wait’in ta tell. Ben and Amy come up with some new stuff to do, and it was a mak’in Jen and I real horney…..
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Jen marched Amy and Ben in the bedroom a hold‘in that shotgun on them. Jen was a grinn’in and a told them ta git naked.
Now Jen and I may be twins, but I’m an easy go’in girl, but Jen is more of ‘git r done’ kinda gal.
We was a compare’in dreams the other night about Ben. Mine was a good feel’in ta have him on top of me and a hump’in me while I was a kiss’in and tongue dance’in with him.
She said hers was a hold’in him with a shotgun and then tie’in him up. She was a teas’in him and watch’in his cock get big while he was a look’in at her. She liked to force him to hump her real rough like….. where as I like to feel him up, git him a big hardon, then….suck on it and then …put his cock in my pussy and git a big squirt a that white stuff in it.
Now,…. Amy was all growed up. She whispered ta me that Ben was better at a hump’in than her own pa.
I knew right then, we’s gonna have ta share Ben.
Jen had a different way a share’in than I did…but it was excite’n ta watch. We enjoyed a watch’in Amy and Ben a hump’in. It got us all warmed up so we could do our hump’in with Ben. Watch’in Amy and Ben naked was a pussy tingler for us.
Jen come up with what she wanted them ta do to get us all horney. She had Amy git on her tummy and Ben on her back. Amy liked that one caus she said this is how her pa gets her in the middle of the night. Ben was a lik’in it too as he put his cock in Amy’s pussy.
Jen was a like’n this and she got up on the bed all naked too. She put her pussy right up to Ben’s mouth so he could lick it while he was a hump’in Amy. Amy was a groan’in as she watched Ben a lick’in on Jen. She reached up and pulled on Jen’s legs to bring Jen’s pussy closer into Ben’s tongue.
I was a lay’in by Amy a watch’in all this new stuff, and it was a mak’in me real horney. Jen was a squirm’in as Ben was a lick’in on her pussy and a hump’in Amy.
Jen started a pull’in on Ben’s ears and a say’in: “Yeeeee Haw..” real loud. Well…this musta got Amy real excited caus she just pushed her face in with Ben’s and started a lick’in on Jen’s pussy too. I said to myself, I gotta try that….
That got Jen a buck’in like a donkey. Now she was a pull’in on Amy’s ears too. All three a them started a groan’in. I’d never seen Ben hump that fast before….then Ben’s body stiffened up and the girls started yell’in and a shak’in. Amy was a buck’in back on Ben and yelled loud: “Oh Lordy Be!” and bit Jen on her pussy. Jen yelped but she seemed to like it.
Ben felt Amy’s tits and humped her slow now. Jen was a smiling and rubb’in her finger on her pussy. Amy was a slow squirm’in with a red face…I was a rubb’in my pussy caus it just felt to dang good to stop.
Watch’in all this was a mak’in my pussy get all wet. My finger felt mighty good a rubb’in my pussy. I was still horney tho, and so was Jen.
Jen was jump’in around on the bed like a jackrabbit. I looked at Jen and she had that ornery look on her face. She looked at me and grabbed Ben’s shotgun. She said: “Ben, you go lay down on the couch and rest up, we ain’t done with you.” Ben got up a grinn’in and went and laid on the couch. Jen said: “Amy, you roll over and put yer arms and legs wide apart.”
We had never seen a full growed woman with hair on her pussy and arm pits. Jen whispered: (“… let’s play with Amy a bit.”). That was fine with me, we wanted a closer look and her. We kneeled down by her and Jen played with her arm pit hair. I got between her legs and looked close at that pussy hair. It was all fuzzy feel’in on my fingers. There was some of Ben’s white stuff in it.
Well heck, I loved the taste a that so I just started lick’in Amy’s pussy. Amy started a squirm’in when I licked her big pussy bump. Jen was a lick’in her titties now and a feel’in her arm pit hair.
Amy was a little pink in the face, but she was a gett’en over her shyness. I was a lick’in her pussy. Ben could do it the best, but I was a learn’ in. I looked up and Jen had her pussy on Amy’s mouth and was a pull’in on her big titties. I wanted to feel them too, so I went up and Jen and I both felt her big titties. I sure wished mine were big like that. I rubbed my pussy bump on Amy’s pussy bump.
I was get’n a good feel’in doin that. Amy was a squirm’in and a lick’in Jen’s pussy. Jen’s eyes got big and she leaned over and started play’in with Amy’s pussy hair as I was a rubb‘in my pussy on Amy‘s pussy a lay’in on my side. I was a play’in with one of Amy’s big ol titties and a lick’in it. Jen and I was a like’n this new stuff.
Jen was a breath’in hard and she got her tongue right on our pussy bumps. I was a gett’in new good feel’ins in my pussy.
I was a lick’in and a rubb’in when I felt it. A big warm hand on my butt. It was Ben, just a grinn’in and feel’in my body. He started feeling all our bodies. Jen and Amy both started gett’in real excited as we all started feel’in Ben.
* I wasn’t about to pass up getting in bed with three hot girls. They were already all hot and ready to play and fuck.
Amy had got my attention the most. Her pussy was the best I’d ever had. What a body with those big tits and hot legs. She used her whole body when she fucked.
Ok girls, it’s everybody’s first foursome…..
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Sex with the lifeguard of my dreams led to something much more
Please read parts 1first
This happened last year
I always liked the risk of being caught jacking off, and then having someone join in, but I had never really gotten the courage to do it.
So one day, my little cousin Matt and I were the only people at home. I was 19, he was 6. I started jacking off in his brother’s room with the door open. After about 2 minutes, he walked in and saw me there, naked on his brother’s bed, stroking my 7-inch dick. He immediately turned and ran out of the room.
I followed him to his room, still naked, and told him to take off his clothes too. He told me to go away. I told him it was okay, just do what I say. He said no. So I went over and threw him on the bed. I pulled down his pants and spit on his tiny tight hole. He kept yelling “NO,” but I just covered his mouth. Then I slid my dick inside, which caused him to scream even more. It was so tight, and he started to bleed a little, but I just kept sliding my dick in and out, using only my spit and his blood as lube. It felt so good, his tight ass squeezing my dick. I said, “scream all you want, no one will hear you.” He just started crying quietly.
I felt my cock start to throb. I was going to cum soon, so I took it out of his ass and watched the spit and blood drip out of his now gaping hole. My dick had blood on it and some specs of brown at the tip. I turned him over and took my hand off his mouth. When he opened his mouth to scream i shoved my dick down his throat. He gagged as I started to shoot into his throat. When I took it out I let him go.
He ran straight to the bathroom, just as I had intended. I followed him in there and then picked him up and put him in the tub. My dick was still hard. I turned him on his stomach again and slid my dick into his ass. It wasn’t as tight as the first time anymore, after what I had just done to it, but it was still pretty tight.
I had planned for him to go into the bathroom for a reason. I needed to take a piss. As I fucked his ass, I released. He started screaming again as the piss squirted out of his ass around my dick. I pulled out off his ass and went over to his mouth. After I had filled his mouth with piss I put my hand over it. “Now swallow” I said. He did as he was instructed, probably just because it was the only way to get the piss out of his mouth. “Good boy,” I said.
Then I went back to his ass. As I fucked him, I grabbed his little 2-inch dick and began stroking it. It was already hard. I could feel my cock start to throb again, and as it did, so did his. I thrust mine all the way into his ass, all the way up until my huge 19-year-old balls knocked against his tiny 6-year-old balls, and I shot my load deep into his ass. As I did, he had a dry orgasm.
After that, I got up and left him there, crying in the bathtub. I heard the shower come on from my room. When he got out of the shower and walked past my room back to his room, I told him that if he “ever tells anyone, I’ll do it again, and next time it will be much worse”
The next day, Matt told his older brother Vincent, who was the same age as me. Unfortunately for Matt, Vincent was the wrong person to tell. That night, Vincent and I planned to get him while he was sleeping.
We snuck into his room. I picked him up and carried him out. His parents were home, so we couldn’t do it here. We carried him into the forest right behind the house. When he felt the cold air hit his skin, he woke up. We were ready for this. Vincent gagged him right before he could try to scream, and then tied his hands together.
We carried him until he was out of earshot of the house, and then started to take off our clothes. He sat on the ground, looking up at us with fear. Vincent put a blanket on the ground, and then lay down on it. I started to lick Matt’s little asshole to get it wet. Then I started sucking Vincent’s dick, which was huge, at least 10 inches long and very thick. I picked up Matt and made him sit on Vincent’s lap. Vincent’s dick slid slowly into Matt’s little tiny ass. Vincent pushed him down harder so that his dick went all the way in. Then I came around the back and started to slide my 7-inch dick into Matt’s already filled hole. Feeling both of our dicks stretching Matt’s tiny hole at the same time, and rubbing up against eachother, was the best feeling in the world. Matt’s hole started to bleed again from being stretched too far. He tried to scream through his gag, but couldn’t. Vincent and I started fucking him faster, deeper, harder, until we both came. I could feel our cum mixing, providing extra lube inside Matt’s ass. I picked him up and pulled him off of our dicks, and then leaned in and started sucking Vincent again, as Matt lay on the ground next to us, crying. After he shot another load into my mouth, I got up and started kissing him.
Vincent and I both got up and pissed on Matt one last time. Matt just laid there, the piss running down his hair and his face and his chest.
Before we took him back to the house, I said to him “I told you not to tell anyone. Next time, if you tell there will be three of us.” He never told anyone after that. Me and Vincent continued having sex whenever we got the chance.
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