I’ve been coming to the site for years now, and while my spelling and grammar aren’t perfect, frequently when it comes to proper use of commas, colons, and semicolons, but I do know quite a bit about storytelling and the English language. Just some mistakes I have come across a lot in my time here that really destroy stories for me.
Doc continues his relationship with his Mother, while evolving his relationship with Faye, and begining one with his Sister.
One day there were four nuns in line for confessional.
The first nun said, “Forgive me, father, for I have sinned.”
He asked how.
She said “I saw a man’s private part.” He told her to wash her eyes with holy water.
The second nun comes in and says, “Forgive me, father, for I have sinned.”
He asked how.
“I touched a man’s private parts.” He told her to wash her hands in holy water.
Then he heard the third and fourth nun fighting. He asked why they were fighting.
The fourth nun said, “I’m not going to wash my mouth in the holy water if she is going to sit in it.”
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This instalment involves me wanting to be fucked by Patch for the first time.
Author’s Notes Sorry Chapter 6 took so long – I’ve had some pretty annoying computer issues and it took longer to fix than the computer guy estimated. Plus, this chapter is 8,000 words long, so it took a little longer and I couldn’t find an acceptable way to split it.
If you’re a fan of this series, but rape isn’t something you want to read – just skip scene one. The next two are perfectly consentual. (For now, this rape scene looks like just a random, gratuitious act of violence – but I assure it, it will end up being a key part of the plot. I didn’t write it for “fun”).
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CHAPTER THREE:
Scene 01: Julia – Sex? Rape.
Scene 02: Callia – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? Yes.
_____________________________JULIA
Julia laughed as the drops of water spattered against her face. She spun to face her husband and pointed a teasing finger at his face. He was still leaning over the tub, smirking at her.
“Splash me again, and I promise, my love.. I will make you late.” She dropped her robe to the floor and reveled in the expression that crossed his face.
He glared at her, mock-fury on his face, but he couldn’t hide his smile for long. She loved that a smile, so unguarded on the face of an ex-soldier who had seen far too much for several lifetimes. She pressed her lips against his mouth, and then he kissed her nose and her eyelids.
“I must go.” He yanked her robe off the floor and tossed it to her, the smile never leaving his face. “Now put that back on or I’ll never make it out the door.”
He was a good man, her husband. The best she’d ever known. When she’d turned twenty, the man who owned her, Lykos, had auctioned her off, and she’d thought she’d be dead in days. But her Titus had shown up, and he’d bid every coin he had to his name. He’d gone broke to save her. To buy her freedom. To make her his wife.
He kissed her forehead before walking out the door. “I’ll be home by sunrise. I love you, Julia.”Not as much as I love you.
She was still smiling as she curled into their bed, a bed she’d taken so long to get used to. Now she couldn’t imagine ever going back to sleeping on a dirty straw covered floor in Lykos’ slave pens. She fell asleep, and dreamed of the beautiful, blond God of a man who had saved her life.
And she woke up to a nightmare.
She had felt the bed move, but she’d thought it was Titus, home early to sleep beside her. But the scarred man hovering over her was not blond like Titus. The knee forcing her legs wide open did not belong to her husband. The hand covering her mouth smelled like spices and sweat, not the wood her husband used to build homes.
She jerked her entire body, trying to fight off the strange body on top of her. She tried to scream. She moved her head just enough to sink her teeth into his fingers, but his hand moved only long enough to strike her across the face, and then it was on her throat, catching her frantic cries in a closed off throat.
“Please,” she tried to beg. She wasn’t a whore anymore. She wasn’t a willing body to be used by strangers. Her Titus had bought her freedom. “Get off me.”
The stranger laughed, and her blood ran cold. She was not blind or deaf to what was happening in Rome, and she cried out as he licked, licked, the side of her face.
She tried to rock her body upward, but her held her too tightly. One arm was around her throat, and she tried to dig at his face. Her nails raked at his skin, and she could see the blood welling in the tracks and was rewarded with another slap that somewhere closer to a punch.
His lips pressed against her ear and she felt her stomach turn as he forced his hand between her thighs. “Don’t fight it, Little Whore. The first time I fuck you will be in your husband’s bed.”First time? No, not if she could help it. There would be no ‘first time.’ Her heart pounded in her chest, ice flowed through her veins. She felt like she’d awoken from a nightmare and had yet to shake off the last vestiges of terror from the things she’d seen. But tears pooled in her eyes, because the nightmare was real.
His hand freed her throat, and she gasped for a breath just long enough to take in enough air to scream, but before she could make a sound, cloth was being shoved in her mouth. She clawed and punched at his chest as he tied the cloth gag firmly in place with rope. She could feel the coarse material chafing at the sides of her lips.
Her attacker was solid. Large. But he wasn’t young. He was an older man, perhaps she could fight her way free. She had to. She had to try. For Titus. She wouldn’t allow her husband to come home to find that his wife had been violated by another man.
She froze, waiting, and then she slammed her head forward and felt the sickening crunch of bone as her forehead hit him square in the nose. He howled, and blood -his blood- dripped onto her face just before his fist connected with her cheek. Pain bloomed just below her eye, and her attacker snarled at her like a vicious hound.
He dug his teeth into the side of her face before he whispered to her softly. “If you desire to live, let that be the last mistake you make, Julia.”
How did he know her name? Tears burned on her face, hotter on the left side where he’d punched her and she sagged against the bed as straddled her chest. He was so heavy, and she could feel his cock pressing between her breasts and it made her sick to her stomach. He had no right to touch her. She gasped for air as she realized what he was doing. What she was powerless to stop. He was tying her right hand to the bedpost. She whimpered around her gag. He’d said ‘if you desire to live.’ She tried to stop the panic seizing her body. What would be worse for her husband? Finding her alive and slightly damaged, or finding her dead in his bed? She took another breath. She’d been a whore for over half her life. This would not be the first cock she’d taken that she didn’t want. She could survive it. Titus could too.
She surrendered against the bed. She didn’t fight as he restrained her, but she didn’t look at him either. Giving up made her chest ache, and she sobbed around her gag as he rendered her immobile. He stroked her face, right where he’d hit her and she flinched away from him.
She looked up at him, her eyes flat and nearly as dead as she felt. Get it over with.
He laughed as if he could read her mind, and pressed her legs open. She shuddered as she forced her body not to fight him. She’d been trained for this. Lykos and his guards and friends had seen to that. She wanted to gag she she spread her own legs for him. Her body shook violently, her mind screaming her her to stop, as she spread herself wide open for this man.
She did gag as his fingers touched her slit. She was bone dry, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She could think of Titus, but she would not dishonor her husband that way. She would suffer through this. And she would do nothing to ease her own discomfort.
“That’s such a good girl,” he cooed down at her as his fingers tried to press into her cunt. She closed her eyes against the pain and loathing she felt as this stranger’s fingers violated what didn’t belong to him. She didn’t see the next slap coming.
Furious brown eyes stared into hers when they flew open. He rammed his fingers back in her hole. He slapped her again, and stared at her in unabashed disgust as he spat on his hand as rubbed his fingers against her hole. She winced, every nerve of her body screaming at her to fight as he pressed the head of his cock against her. She narrowed her eyes, anger and terror pounding through her veins as her tried to work his way in. It fucking hurt, and she whined around her gag as she felt the first inch of his cock force inside her.
He drew in a sharp breath and she didn’t let herself look away from him. One of his hands moved up to squeeze on of her breasts as he stroked his shaft. He grinned down at her.
She didn’t even try to keep from screaming as he forced the rest of cock inside her in one stroke. No one could hear her anyway. She was bound and gagged and in the middle of nowhere. And her screams seemed to please him. His cock felt like it was tearing her apart as he forced it inside her tight cunt. She felt every movement, every small thrust, every second of his swollen cock spreading her open. She could barely keep her eyes open as he finally filled her completely. He felt foreign inside her, too big, too deep. She just had to endure it for a few moments, then her body would adjust. It would help her through this, grow wet despite what her mind wanted. She knew this from experience.
He leaned back and pulled his cock out until just the head remained inside her. He spat again, this time it landed on his shaft and this thrust was less painful but no less of a violation. And it seemed he was done with pleasantries.
He collapsed on top of her and wrapped his hand around her throat as he timed his next thrust. She couldn’t stop screaming around her gag. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t fight, but she’d overestimated herself. She couldn’t do this, not anymore. She struggled against him as his cock slammed inside her again and again. Her body was doing what she’d known it would; her cunt was starting to get wet around him, and instead of comforting her, it disgusted her and she pulled hard at the ropes holding her in place and bucked against the heavy body on top of her.
“No, I c-can’t. I thought I could.” She tried to speak around the fucking gag but she couldn’t. Her words were twisted, all jumbled vowels. “I don’t want it.”
He licked his lips, and depraved smile on his face, his cock jerking inside her cunt as he watched her cry and struggle to speak. He slammed deeper, and she knew he was feeling what she was – a wet cunt. He groaned as he violated her. Soft moans from a man were something that turned her on, something she loved about her husband, and the man inside her now was ruining that with the noises he made as he raped her.
His hands gripped her tits, tugged at her nipples. His fingers pinched and pulled at the hard little buds on her breasts and she winced as she felt hr hips involuntarily rock up to meet his. He laughed.
“Once a whore, always a whore. Right, Julia?” He gripped her hips as he drove his cock deeper inside her; he didn’t pull out. He moved his hips in slow circles, pushing inside her from every angle, sliding deeper and harder until she cried out. It was from pain. At least that’s what she told herself.
He pulled her leg up off the bed, brought it around him and rested her calf against his chest and she gritted her teeth around the rope as her cunt tightened around him. He leaned forward, laying against her leg as he pushed it closer to her chest, and pounded forward again. His sighs were louder this time, his breathing harder, and she knew why. She could feel it too. The angle of her leg made her cunt squeeze so fucking tightly around his cock, and he took full advantage. His breathing was ragged as he violated her, muscles taut, face twisted in the pleasure he was taking from her unwilling body.
She winced, and shook her head. No. The way he filled her, the angle of her leg and his body. She could feel the friction on her clit, feel every single stroke of this strangers cock, the cock her pussy had grown so fucking wet around. He slammed inside her cunt as if he owned it, and she had been trained too well. She hated herself as her hips rocked up to meet him. Hated him as the tone of the screams against her gag changed from screams of pain to something else. She wanted to kill him as she felt the pressure building deep in her and she wanted to kill the man who had owned her. The man who had thrown her to his soldiers and let them use her body sometimes for days. Left her locked in with them until she orgasmed.
And now some man had broken into her husband’s house. Some sick stranger had forced his cock inside her against her will, and she was going to cum around it. This was Lykos’ fault, not hers. The things he had done to her had made her this way.
He gripped her jaw and forced her to look in his eyes. “That’s a good whore, push against this cock, Julia. Show me how mow much you want it.”
She shook her head. No.
He slapped her again. “Squeeze your cunt around my cock, bitch. Unless you’d rather have it in your ass.”
She froze. Panic consumed her. He would do it. He must have watched her, waited for her husband to leave. Lurked in the shadows until she was alone and entirely at his mercy. She didn’t like to be fucked in the ass. Some of the whores did, but not her. It hurt so fucking badly, left her with an ache made her feel disgusting for days. Her husband was the only man who’d ever understood that. He’d never asked her for that and she’d never offered.
She closed her eyes, hot tears thick in her eyelashes. She obeyed him. She felt him jerk so deep that she would have sworn he was in her belly as she tightened her cunt around him, squeezed her legs and forced her own hips up to meet him thrusts. She sobbed as she pushed herself to meet every one of his violent thrusts as he toyed with her embarrassingly hard nipples.
He yanked her legs around his back, and she gripped him tightly. She forced the voice inside her head to silence as she dug her heels into his back and pulled him closer. He muttered his approval and his stokes grew harder, deeper as her thighs started to tremble against his hips.
He felt it too, and he laughed. A cruel, triumphant laugh as he pulled his knife back up to her throat.
“I’m going to remove your gag, Julia. No one can hear you, but if you do anything other than beg for this cock while you cum.. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded furiously. Maybe he would cum, too. If he came, if she made him cum, then it would all be over. Maybe he would just leave and she could pretend this was just a nightmare.
He buried his cock deep in her cunt as he yanked the rope out of her mouth. She gagged as he pulled out the cloth, and she had to force herself not to scream as he slapped her again.
“Now, Julia. Be a good whore. Tell me how good this cock feels in your cunt.”Oh Gods, she couldn’t.
“P-please, please fuck me.” She stifled a cry and stared back up at him, hoping the terror in her voice wouldn’t enrage him further. She pushed her hips against him – that was the easy part. She could allow her body to feign willingness, but she couldn’t put a voice to it. Titus.
He slapped at her tits, and she could feel like hot imprint of his hand long after it had been pulled away. She couldn’t focus on the words she was forming, but they disgusted her. She moaned, and writhed and begged for more as he continued to assault her cunt. And she felt like something inside her brain broke into a thousand pieces when she came around him. Pain warred with pleasure, guilt and grief sparred with lust. She sobbed even as she screamed for more.
His hand covered her face, his fingernails dug into her cheeks as she felt him slam inside her and stay there. Still except for the smalled stokes and he groaned as he came deep inside her body.
She shuddered as he collapsed on top of her, her skin was raw, her throat hoarse from screaming. Her eyes burned from river of tears they’d cried. He came inside her, the thought wouldn’t leave her head. She was still terrified, terrified at what might come next, terrified of what her husband would say if she lived through this. She was going to be ill. She was going to – she gagged hard against his shoulder, and he moved instantly to hold her head by her hair and guide it over the side of the bed.
He laughed as he watched her. When she was finished, he jerked her back on the bed, and she collapsed against her husband’s pillow, too numb to even cry.
*CALLIA
She’d never left her father’s compound before. Now here she was, on horseback with Cassius’s arms around her waist and she was going to the market. She couldn’t remember ever being this excited. Their four brothers were riding around them. They’d also picked up a few stragglers, men who’d assumed it would be safer to ride in their group.
It was cold, but Cassius had wrapped a blanket around their shoulders so that no one could see just how tightly he was holding her around the waist. She was dressed in a peplos, a modest garment that she didn’t like. But once she realized her brother wasn’t going to let a simple skirt impede him, she didn’t mind so much. She grinned as she felt his hand pulling her skirt up around her hips and then snake between her thighs.
His lips pressed against her ear. “Don’t make a sound. One word, one moan, and I stop.”
She bit her lip and leaned her head back against his chest as his fingers brushed against her clit. She heard him groan softly behind her as his finger trailed slowly down her slit. She bit her lips together as he worked a finger inside her. She arched her hips to meet him as she glanced around.. She wondered if anyone had any idea what they were doing. She almost hoped they did. She hoped one of her brothers (or even better, one of the strangers) was watching her face as her brother slid a second finger inside her cunt.
He pulled his fingers out and pinched her clit between his fingers and she choked back a moan. Her back arched as his fingers worked a circle around her little button only to pinch it again.
“You have no idea how badly I want this between my teeth,” he breathed in her ear as his fingertip swirled around her clit. She hissed in a breath and he laughed under his breath. Her back arched against him and he let his teeth barely graze the curve of her neck.
“And this, little sister,” He told her quietly as he drove his fingers back inside her cunt. “This is what I think of any time I’m inside another whore. This soaking wet, deliciously tight little cunt. Those big eyes rolled back in your head, the way your voice breaks when you scream my name as you cum.”
She arched her back, terrified that she wasn’t going to be able to keep quiet.
“Looks like we have an audience, Sis,” he whispered. He pulled her hard against his chest and pressed his chin against the side of her face to turn her head.
She grinned as her eyes met the gaze of one of the strangers. His mouth dropped open as she smiled at him. She licked her lips and arched her back as the man watched her. Her mouth dropped open in a nearly silent gasp as Cassius’ thumb pressed against her clit as he finger-fucked her. She kept her eyes locked on the man, her body shaking against her brother’s chest, and she couldn’t stop the gasp as his teeth sank into her shoulder.
His lips pressed against her ear. “That’s it, I know you wanna scream Cal. Do it. Scream for me, my love. Show them how hard you cum for me.”
She sucked in a relieved breath, and pushed her back against his so she could arch her back up to meet his fingers. She moaned as he shoved his fingers deeper inside her, spreading them open and closed as drove them deep inside her. Her second moan was louder, and a few of them men stopped their horses in their tracks to glance back at her. She laughed as she saw the surprise -and lust- on their faces.
Cassius stopped his horse as well, and wrapped his other hand around her waist. The fingers of one hand pounded in her cunt as he worked at her round little clit with the other. She whimpered, watching the men watch her as her brother brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She gritted her teeth and hissed his name as her titght little thighs started to tremble.
“Oh, Cassius.” She whispered in between loud, frantic cries. His fingers worked her clit in furious, expert strokes as his fingers pounded harder and harder until her body bucked against him, her head thrown back, eyes closed as she came screaming around his fingers. His breathing was hard, shallow, and hot against her neck as she came screaming his name in the middle of the clearing as their brothers and the strangers looked on. He pumped his fingers inside her, just a few thrusts after her orgasm subsides, and then he pulled his fingers out of the blanket that surrounded him and shoved them in her mouth.
A few of the men’s mouths dropped open as she sucked her own cum greedily off her brother’s fingers.
One of them men looked up at Cassius, confusion on his face. “I thought you said that was your sister.”
All of her brothers laughed.
Cass flashed him a crooked, satisfied grin. “She is.”
Cassius snapped the reins of his horse and they trotted off in front of the men. As they passed them, Callia heard one mumble, “Wish I had a sister like that.”
They rode ahead of the men, and She peered behind her as Cassius turned down a different path than the rest of the group. They rode for a moment down a desolate path and pulled up in front of a small home. Behind it stood a barn or stable, and off in the distance there was smoke and the sound of a hammer clanging against metal rising from another building.
“I thought we were going to the market.”
He kissed her neck. “We are, but I have something I need to do first.”
“Who are we here to see?” She asked her brother, puzzled.
“Not we, Little Sis. You.” A slow smile spread across his face. “I have an errand to run, and I need you somewhere safe. The man inside is a friend of mine. When I get back, I expect to see that you’ve been a very gracious guest.”
She bit her lip to hide her excitement. “I’m to please him, then?”
He pressed her body against the side of the house. His lips brushed softly against her neck. “Yes, Callie. You’re to please him. And when I return, I expect to see his cum covering that pretty little face. I don’t care how long I’m gone, you leave it there so I know you were a good girl.”
She arched her back and pressed her hips against his. His cock was pressing hard against her and she grinned up at him. “Is he expecting me?”
Cassius shook his head. “No. But I have no doubt you’ll manage to persuade him to let you stay. If you need to, tell him I sent you. His name is Albus.”
He bit at her bottom lip, and then mounted his horse. He glanced back at her as he rode off and took a deep breath before heading for the hammering sound she heard in the distance.
The old man looked up as she entered the stable. He didn’t wear a toga, or even a tunic, but strange trousers like the barbarians she’d seen in her father’s paintings and scrolls. He was shirtless, and built exceedingly well for a man who’d probably gone completely gray at least ten years ago. She could see the faint gleam of sweat on his skin as he threw down his hammer and tilted his head at her.
“You lost, child?”
Nerves pooled in her stomach and she smiled up at him. “Are you Albus?”
He frowned suspiciously. “Whose asking?”
She slipped past the doorway and studied the table he was working at. “My brother sent me. Cassius. He said-”
“I know more than one Cassius, girl. Be specific.”
She hesitated. “Um. Lykos is our father.”
“Ahhh,” he laughed and winked at her. “You’re the little whore. Ca.. Cal..?”
“Callia.” She nodded to him politely.
“Yes. Callia.” He stepped over towards her and circled her slowly like he was examining a statue. “Pretty little thing, aren’t you? And why did Cassius send you to alone to see some old man?”
She smiled at him wide-eyed and feigned innocence. “He said you’d look after me.”
“Is that all he said?”
She bit her lip and grinned at him as she shook her head. “He told me to be a gracious guest.”
He smiled and she could see the lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. He stepped closer to her slowly, as if he expected her to shy away. She stood her ground as he stroked her face with the backs of his knuckles and inhaled a soft breath as he cupped one of her tits with the other hand.
“And just how gracious to you intend to be?”
She ran her tongue over her top lip as she reached out to stroke his cock through his his clothes. She giggled as she felt him already growing hard.
He laughed as his hand covered hers and pressed her palm harder against his cock. His other hand was at her waist, and he loosened her belt. He ripped her peplos over her head and she sighed in relief, she’d wanted rid of that damn thing all day. She reached for his pants but he slapped her hands away.
“Stand back. Let an old man look at you for a minute, child.”
She laughed as she backed away, and tossed her hair behind her shoulders. She traced her fingernails lightly over her breasts as he studied her body. He stepped forward and massaged one of her tits with his fingertips, flicked at her nipple as his other hand moved lower to cup her little cunt. She purred up at him as the tip of one finger dipped slowly into her cunt. He exhaled a ragged breath as he prodded her wet little hole, just the tip of his finger sliding in and out.
“Get on your knees, baby. Put your mouth on it for a minute.”
She never took her eyes off his as she dropped to her knees. She watched him, enjoying the way the lids of his eyes lowered and his chest rose and fell sharply as she placed soft kisses on the head of his cock. She licked slowly, teasingly up the shaft before taking him in her mouth. He stroked her cheek softly as she swallowed his cock, her little cheeks hollowing as she fucked his cock slowly with her pretty little mouth.
“That’s such a good little whore, baby.” His fingers skimmed over her cheekbone. “You know I’m old enough to be your father. Does your Daddy know what a good little cocksucker you are?”
She giggled around him and then tightened her lips, so that when she pulled him out of her mouth, they both heard the loud ‘pop.’ She grinned up at him as she trailed her tongue along the underside of his shaft. She flicked her tongue along the head and smiled up at him proudly.
“‘Course he does. Who do you think taught me?”
“Sucks her own fathers cock. I’ve never heard such a thing.” He let out a low laugh as he gathered the hair that had fallen in her face in his fist. He held her hair in his hand as he feigned shock. He arched his hips to shove his dick deeper in her throat. “Come on, then. Show me, Callia. Show me how you suck your daddy’s cock.”
She took a deep breath in through her nose, and then guided his cock swiftly down her throat. Her little cunt tightened, her clit throbbing as she felt his shaft stretch out her throat, felt the fullness of him inside her. He hissed as she pulled him out, just barely enough to take a breath and guided him back in. He pushed deeper every time she deep-throated his cock, fucking her face intently.
He breathed loudly as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and stroked it as she grazed her lips against his balls gently before she sucked him back in her mouth.
“That’s enough for now. It’s been too long since I saw this cock buried balls deep in a sweet little teenage cunt.” He fisted her hair and pulled her off his cock. He picked her up off the floor and sat her on top of a table that seemed to be the perfect height. She grinned up at him as she perched her ass on the edge and spread her legs wide open for him.
Albus grinned back at her. She liked him, and he could tell. He grinned as he stroked a finger up and down her soaking wet slit, from clit to hole. She rocked her hips against him as he teased her little pussy, moaning softly as he touched her. He took his cock in his fist, slapped it against her clit and laughed as he watched her writhe underneath him.
“Look at you.” He mused as he rested the head of his cock against her entrance. “Such a pretty little thing, so wet. So ready for some strange old man’s cock. Do you want me to fuck you, Callia?”
“Gods, yes,” she breathed, pushing her hips against him, trying to shove her cunt down on his cock. “I want to feel your big cock so deep inside me, Albus.”
He chuckled, but it turned into a strangled groan as he shoved himself inside her. She threw her head back as she felt the first stroke. That was one of her favorite parts of getting fucked; that first thrust of a brand new cock, the sound a man made the first time he drove inside her. His fingers traced the line of her bottom lip as he rested his cock so deep inside her. He pulled out and thrust deeper, slow powerful thrusts that made her clench her cunt tight around him. He slipped his thumb inside her mouth and she sucked greedily.
“Pretty little mouth on a pretty little whore. Does your father spill his cum inside those lips, Callia?”
She giggled as she stared up at him. He stroked his cock inside her, and it jerked as she flicked her tongue across the tip of his thumb. She nodded. “Sometimes he cums in my mouth. But sometimes he makes me lay back and open my mouth. He likes to see his cum all over my face. Will you cum on my face, Albus?”
His next thrust was so fast and so hard that she cried out and her little tits shook from the force.
“Do you want my cum on your face?”
It took her a minute to catch her breath, he was pounding her cunt now. Deep, fast thrusts that shook her entire body. He gripped her jaw in his hand and repeated his questions.
“Y-Yes, Albus.” She screamed out his name and felt his fingers tighten on her jaw and his cock throb in her cunt. She faked a sad little pout. “Cassius said I would be punished if he didn’t get to see your cum on my face.”
Albus wrapped his arms under hers, his fingers gripping her shoulders to pull her down harder on his thick cock. He leaned until is face was level with hers and she could watch his eyes while he fucked her.
“Now why would Cassius want to see his little sister’s face covered in my cum?” Again he faked a surprised confusion. “Don’t tell me you fuck him too, Callia. I mean, sucking your father’s cock is one thing. Are you really such a dirty little whore you fuck your own brother?”
She laughed, and her thighs trembled. Her little cunt was so fucking wet, and his cock felt so good inside her. She rocked her hips in slow circles as he pounded her pussy, and he murmured his encouragement.
“I have five brothers, Albus,” She told him with a sweet little grin. “They all fuck me. So does father.”
He laughed as she could see his face darken as he slammed his cock back inside her, his thrusts so hard and so fast now that she could hear the sound of his balls slapping against her.
“What bad girl you are Callia. A filthy, wet little slut.” He bit at her jaw and his fingers worked down her belly and lower to tease at her clit as he filled her cunt.
She nodded happily, in perfect agreement and gasped in disappointment as he yanked his cock out of her cunt.
“Don’t worry, I’m not finished with you yet,” he laughed as he climbed on the table, straddled her chest, and guided his cock to her mouth. “I just want to see you taste your own own cunt.”
She could feel the weight of his body on top of her, and she rocked her hips up, fucking at empty air as he guided his cock between her lips. She licked her own juices off his shaft; she loved the way she tasted on his cock. He stroked her hair as he fucked her mouth slowly. Then he grabbed her under her arms and pulled her farther onto the surface of the table so that he could guide his cock back inside her. He knelt over her and gripped her ankles. He pulled them up in the air, forcing them out to his sides in a wide V as he slammed back inside her. He pulled them closer into his body and nibbled at her ankle as he rocked his hips to drive his cunt inside. She gripped at the sides of the table for leverage as she pushed her cunt back against him.
“Faster, please, Albus. Please, oh Gods, fuck my little cunt.”
He pushed her legs up to her chest as he obliged her, driving into her with hard, furious thrusts. His eyes were trained on her young little tits bouncing below him as he fucked her cunt.
“Yes,” she breathed as she felt her pussy start to tremble around him. Her voice was ragged, high pitched, breathless. “Gonna cum.. Feel your big cock inside my cunt when I cum around it.. Fuck my pussy while I cum for you.”
He literally growled at her as his strokes grew more powerful, hard enough to bruise her little pussy lips and she threw her head back, screaming for him. She squeezed her tits as she came, violently trembling against him as her cunt spasmed around his body. She moaned his name, begging for his cock harder even as the orgasm tore through her tight little body.
He pulled his cock out as soon as her shudders subsided, and slapped his cock against her overly sensitive little clit and laughed as he watched her gasp and arch beneath him.
“Open your mouth wide, baby, and I’ll make sure you get to taste a little.”
She giggled an excited ‘thank you’ before she opened wide.
“Ahhhh,” She vocalized as she opened her mouth as wide as she could and he straddled her chest again and jerked his cock hard and fast with it pointed at her face.
He groaned and arched her back just before she felt the hot, thick cum his her face and tasted it in her mouth. He stroked just a few more times, and she kept her eyes open to watch his seed pump out of his cock and land on her face. She felt it on her nose, her cheek, her lips.
She let out a soft, satisfied little moan as she licked the salty cum off her lips. He sighed as he watched her.
When he’d stared at her cum covered face for a moment, he led her into his kitchen and served her what he claimed was his finest wine.
They talked at first about his life. Apparently he was the finest weapons-smith in Rome, which explained why Cassius was on such good terms with him. But the conversation quickly turned to her early training. He listened, engrossed, as she dazzled him with stories about her life: the dirty things she loved, the first load of cum she’d ever tasted, the men who paid her father to use her body. He sat back and stared intently at her through the first few stories, but it took a surprisingly short time for his cock to get hard again. He made her ride him slowly as she told him the story of the first time she’d ever taken a man’s cock in her little cunt.
By the time Cassius arrived, there was a second load of cum on her face to match the first.
*CASSIUS
He walked in the house without knocking, and there his little whore sat. She was sipping from a cup of wine, naked except for the dried cum on her sweet little face.
“So she wasn’t any trouble then?” Cass laughed as Albus stood to greet him.
His friend clapped him on the back. “If only I had tiny little teenage sluts showing up in my workshop more often. I’d be a much happier man.”
He slipped his hand around Callia’s throat as he studied her cum-stained face. “I see you were a good girl. Lot of cum, Callia. I’d say you made him cum more than once, didn’t you?”
She beamed as she nodded and he noticed a few stray drops of seed on her tits.
“If you ever bring her into the city again, and need someone to ‘look after her,’ I’d be happy to be of service, my friend.”
He didn’t take his eyes off Callia. He licked his lips, his cock throbbing between his legs. He’d intended to wait until they returned home, but why bother? He pulled her out of the chair by her hair, as she moaned as he spun her around to shove her over the table.
He traced a finger against her little hole. “He fucked you good, didn’t he, sis? Look at that little cunt.”
“Yes.” She pressed her hips back against him, and he pressed his middle finger against her tight, puckered little asshole. She gasped.
Albus moved over to lean against the doorway for a better view. “Can’t get enough, can she?”
“Never. She’s always ready.” Cass slid one finger slowly to her ass and his cock twitched as she moaned his name.
He tossed his sword on the table and stripped slowly, staring at his sister’s tight little body bent over the table. He slid a second finger into her ass, spreading them open as she stretched her out as much as he could. Her ass was tiny, always so fucking tight, and he was not a little man. He could stretch out her cunt enough to make her scream, and he rarely fucked her ass for that reason. But today her ass had not been used, and he wanted that hole to himself.
Her legs were already shaking as he slid just the head of her cock past the entrance of her ass. She was tiny, and he could see how far he had to stretch her to get it in. He inched in slowly, feeling her jerk around him as she struggled to relax her muscles. She whimpered in pain before he was even halfway in.
“Your clit, Callie.” He groaned as we warred with himself not to just force himself the rest of the way in in one quick stroke. Her ass was like a hot little vice, gripping his cock so tightly he could barely control himself. “Rub it, sis. Play with your little clit for me.”
He saw her nod, and her hand slid down her body, and she whimpered, and he felt her body spasm around his cock. Her muscles unclenched and this time she moaned as he inched himself farther in. He watched the swollen, rock hard shaft of his cock disappear into his sister’s ass, his balls already heavy. Her body clenched and unclenched around him as she toyed with her clit. He could hear her soft, sweet little moans, and the scream as he finally rested deep inside her. He fisted her hair as he eased out, and back in. Two, then three, then four slow thrusts as her body got used to his size. He head was turned toward the doorway, and when he glanced over, he saw Albus in the doorway, watching intently as he stroked his own cock.
He slapped his sisters ass and she gasped, part pain, part lust, part surprise.
“So fucking rude, Callia,” he chided. He heard her cry out as she slammed his cock back inside her. “Look at what you’ve done. And now you’re sitting here, watching him stroke a cock that you got hard, and you didn’t even offer to help him. Who trained you? I’m disappointed in you.”
He grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her off the table with his cock still deep inside her ass.
“Pull up a chair,” he told his friend. “Her mouth’s empty.”
Albus pulled up a chair and sat down, still stroking his cock.
Cassius forced his sister’s head down in the man’s lap. “Now, show me that you remember how to be a good girl.”
He heard it when she took the man’s cock in her mouth; greedy, wet sucking sounds, and then a strangled moan. He gathered all of her hair into his fist and held it away from her face. He pounded her ass as she deep-throated the cock in front of her. He could feel her ass tighten hard around him every time she choked. Her screams were muffled by the cock in her throat, but he could hear them. He fixated on the sight of his cock disappearing inside her, the way her tiny ass stretched wide around his shaft. He slapped her ass, over and over, leaving deliciously red hand prints on her soft skin.
She was so fucking tight around him, gripping his cock like no other whore ever had. He gripped her hips as he pulled her hard against him, loving every scream as she came up for air. Her legs were trembling against him, her knees shaking together violently. Albus’ hand was on the back of her neck, pushing her down harder on his cock as his hips drove up to meet her face.
When Cassius slid on hand between her legs to run her clit, she was practically dripping wet against his fingers. The lips of her cunt were soaked, her juices spreading nearly to her thighs. She whimpered as she rocked against his hand and his cock and he felt every muscle in her body tighten and start to shake as he slid two fingers inside her cunt. Three perfectly timed thrusts of his fingers and cock later and he felt it when she shattered around him. Her ass tightened, released, tightened, released – it vibrated so fast, so tight around his cock that he couldn’t keep the slow even pace he’d been using. He slammed inside her, any thought for her comfort gone. He gripped her slight little hips, and drilled her. Violent thrusts, so fucking hard that he could hear her screaming as Albus’s cock filled her throat.
Albus slapped the table hard with his hand and sounded a sharp gasp. His hips arched up and he forced Callie’s head down hard. He felt -and heard- his little sister choke and sputter as the man pumped his cum deep inside her throat. Her ass tightened as she gagged, and her body shook – and that was all it took.
He slammed into her so hard that he body moved forward a few inches. The legs of Albus’ chair scratched backward against the floor as he pumped his little sister’s ass full of cum. He dug his fingernails into her hips, grinding deep into her body as his balls emptied and her little hole filled with his seed.
The other man pulled his cock out of her throat, just before he pulled his cock out of her ass. She gasped for air, and Cassius helped her sink gently to her knees. She swayed like she was dizzy, and she grinned up at him, dried cum all over her pretty face and fresh cum and saliva on one side of her mouth and chin.
She looked dazed, but perfectly content. Satisfied.
He fucking loved her.
She kneeled on the floor, swaying slightly as he washed them cum off her face and tits and rocked on the balls of her feet as he helped her dress. He made a mess of it.
When she’d left their home this morning, her dress was ugly and modest, but perfectly draped and tied. Her hair had been perfectly arranged.. and she’s looked like a beautiful little noble girl.
Now her garment was sloppy, tied improperly, and her hair looked.. Well, it looked like she’d just been fucked – hard. Her eyes were sleepy and sated, her lips red and swollen.
When she’d left their home she’d looked like a beautiful little noble girl. Now she looked like a perfect little whore. It suited her much better, in his opinion. She looked far more beautiful to him like this – because this was who she truly was. And he loved who she was.
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Author’s Note: This is a serial novel. It mixes actual experiences, fantasies, and outright lunacy. It is not a quick lurk-and-jerk. I believe in a slow build, in order to have a better payoff at the end. (Like Sting, I’m Tantric…). I plan to release a new chapter every week. Hopefully the response will be good! Enjoy.
Welcome back everyone, here’s part four. Please no spamming comments from the grown men looking for a 15 year old gilr slave please.
A spa, A brother and his sister
December 2081 a.d. – Killing Time at Deimos Station
New clothes and more question about sex
Gaby’s is locked into the world of the unknown
Couple gets married and finds sex outside the marriage pretty close to home
Ginny is shocked to be selected to naked when her college embraces the Program.
A relaxing Sunday afternoon.
Dan has discovered his companion is a Human Cat Hybrid
Chris and Cassie love to explore each other’s sexuality. Now it’s time to discover The Ultimate Fantasy
“Feeling better?” Brian is compassionate now, stroking Kimmy’s hair as she cuddled on his chest.
“Nooo,” she whined. She doesn’t want to admit she is feeling better, pretty okay now.
“Well, you have to get up now. I have to go to work.” Brian slid his girl off of him so he could stand up and get dressed. Kimmy remains on her stomach with her head turned to one side so she can watch. Brian works at the local video store and that’s how he knows Curty.
Five, eight and with his purple spiked hair, a total of five, eleven, he has a pierced eyebrow with a small blue ring hanging. Always happy, and always goofing around, Curt was a great guy to be around. When he gave you attention, he made you feel great about yourself but as soon as you left his spot light you could see what an asshole he really could be. He was only responsible to cover his own ass.
“Hey Curt.” Brian walked into the movie store plopping his bag down on the counter.
“Watch this.” Curt was applying dish soap around the mug of no one else’s but the boss’s. As the noise of him coming from around the corner of the counter, Curt quickly threw the dish soap under the sink, wiped his hands on the back of his khakis and turned to continue pricing movies.
“SAMPSON. Where’s my DAMN coffee?”
“Right here, Dick.” A short, heavy man stomps from behind the counter. Mr. Richardson is in his late forties, and it shows. He is balding so he compensates by wearing a long beard and mustache. This only adds to the mocking behind his back with it catching odds and ends of food.
“Your late Brian. That’s it, next time don’t come in.”
“Sorry sir. I was having problems with my girlfr…”
“No excuses! Now, get back to work.” Mr. Richardson waddled off and only a few seconds later he was spitting up his coffee around the corner of the counter, out of site. Curty only chuckled to himself.
“Your girlfriend, huh? You know what you just reminded me of?”
“Stop it. We can talk later. Someone might hear.”
“So? Anyway. When is she mine?”
Over a game of billiards Brian confessed to spanking his girlfriend when he needed to. Later that evening as the games progressed, and Brian was in the hole, owning everyone money. Curt negotiated with Brian saying if he was aloud to give Kim a sound spanking, then Brian didn’t have to pay him. The only reason Brian agreed was because he was trying to save money so he could treat Kim on there two year anniversary date.
“Fine fine. Wanna talk about this now. Well, Kimmy, she’s not too sure about this.”
“Even better.” Curty interrupted. “I can hold her and force her and that be more of a turn-on.”
“Turn on for you, not her. Well, anyway, Kim really doesn’t want to and I need to talk with her more. But I think everything should work out.”
“Tonight. Can I do it tonight? I just can’t wait.”
“NO!, not tonight. I still want to talk with her.”
“How this, if I get her tonight, then I’ll pay you.”
“No, no, I don’t think…wait, how much?” Brian was really considering throwing out Kimmy’s feelings tonight so he could really treat her later.
“Well, you owe me $124, right? I’ll give you…” Curt really acted like he was thinking, although this conversation was played over and over in his head already. “Hmm, how’s $50. You’d be not only not losing money, but making money.”
“Alright, fine. But you can’t mention any of this to her.”
“Alright.” Curty threw the words out of his mouth only to get what he wanted.
“No Curt, I’m serious. ANY of it.”
“What did I say?
Later than evening, after the boys had work, Brian drove with Curty to pickup Kimmy. After pulling into her drive way, all Brian had to do was beep his car horn to make her run out of the house. Halfway to the car, she stopped in dread of seeing Curty opening the front door to hop in the back seat. Getting into the car herself, she sends Brian a cold look. He glances away immediately.
“So Kimmy, Curty invited us over to his place for a movie with him and Amy. You girls can pick out whatever, no matter how stupid of a chick-flick it is.”
Kimmy attempts to send him another look, but he continues to only watch the road. Soon they three arrive at Amy’s house only blocks away. Curty steps out of the car to fetch her from the house. Kimmy waits until he is all the way up to the house before opening her mouth.
“I TOLD you. Absolutely not.” Now Kimmy was avoiding avoiding his eyes.
“I didn’t say anything.” Brian once again plays the defensive.
“I know you. I know what you’re thinking. The answer is NO!”
“Baby, don’t you love me. Don’t you want me to be a man of my word. Hon, everything’s going to be alright. I’ll be right there for you.” Kimmy could feel Brian’s pleading eyes on her, but she remained avoiding him. She watched as the front door opened as Amy, a tall pink haired girl steps out. She practically jumps at Curty, drowning him in kisses. Brian, trying to escape the silence in the car, honks the horn to hurry the couple along.
“Isn’t the store the other way?” Kimmy asked as Brian drove the opposite way of where the boys work.
“We are going to the other good video store,” Brian announces.
“But you get free movies at yours,” Amy states in confusion.
“We work at a shitty movie store. We want a good movie so we figure we should go to a good store. Us guys will have a better chance of you girls not picking something so shitty with a better selection.” Curt laughs at his own whit as he pulls Amy closer to him.
After what the boys saw as forever, Amy and Kimmy pick out a movie, and they are all just settling into Curty’s room. Both couples sit uncomfortably on Curty’s futon with the girls in the middle, facing the screen. Its not long into the movie when Curty pulls out his moves. His left hand finds its way to Kimmy’s knee, as he suspiciously looks over at Brian.
Kimmy stands up immediately, brushing his hand away to face Brian. “I told you know.”
“And I told Curty, ‘yes’.” Brian simply pulls his girl back down on the couch after a soft swat to her backside.
Soon Curty’s hand was back on her leg, this time a bit higher.
Kimmy is quick to stand up again. “No.”
Brian once again pulls her down without saying a word after a bit harder swat.
“Kimmy, I say just get it over with,” Amy says after a moment of silence in the room. Kimmy glances over to her.
“I strongly agree.” Curty pauses the movie at that moment and looks over to Brian. Before she can fully protest, Brian interrupts Kimmy.
“You know I would do anything you would ask of me. So don’t make me spank you first to get you to change your mind. I promised Curty a white ass to make red.”
Kimmy stops herself from arguing with Brian, knowing that he is completely willing to do what he thinks is necessary. So she turns in Amy instead. “Wait, you know about this?”
“Oh yah! Curty told me all about this. I got so excited.” Amy looked at Kimmy with no sympathy at all in her eyes.
“And what are you getting out of it?” Kimmy asked.
Amy turns her whole body in excitement. “Well, I begged Curty here to let me spank you too. He knows how much I would love to have you as well. Lets just say I had to bargain a little.”
“Bargain?” Brian looks over at her in curiosity. No thought of not allowing Amy to spank Kimmy crossed his mind. He got all excited at the thought of two women.
“Well, yah. I’m paying him $75, and finally agreed to sleep with him.”
Kimmy was speechless.
“Amazing,” Brian says out loud before catching himself. He thinks to himself how Curty will be paying him $50. That means that Curty is keeping $25 for himself. And as an extra bonus he finally coaxed Amy into bed.
Curty’s hand once again found its way to Kimmy’s thigh. She only looked to Brian with her innocent and pleating eyes. She received to response with him still dwelling on Curty’s cunningness. Kimmy felt his hand slowly stroking the inside of her soft, silky thigh.
Amy walks over to face her and takes her by the hands, pulling her up. “Come on babe.” Kimmy, as if in a trance, follows.
Once she is standing, Amy kneels down in front of Kimmy, sliding her hands up Kimmy’s thighs. She then slowly glides down her panties to around her ankles. “That’s a girl. Step out of them now.” Amy hands them to Brian before returning her attention to the girl standing in front of her. Amy’s next task is to reach her hands around to Kimmy’s backside, and unzipping her skirt. It falls quickly to the floor, as Kimmy blushes and covers herself up.
“Now, now. Everything’s going to be alright.” Amy slowly pulls Kimmy’s hands to her sides to find herself eye-level with a perfectly shaven cootch. “Wow, sweetie. I don’t put up with anything more than a hassle of trimming. I’m impressed.” Amy than stands up and takes Kimmy’s hand, leading her to Curty’s lap. At this point, Kimmy starts to shed tears.
Brian sits back on the couch, trying not to enjoy himself, or at least let it show. “Oh, Hon. Nothings happened yet.”
Curty, who could not be any more anxious, pulls Kimmy over his lap from the right. He lets both hands wander over her backside, as Amy just stands and watches the view. He follows every curve, touching every surface from the back of Kimmy’s knees to her mid-back. He lets his middle finger slide down the crease of her butt, pressing a little more than he should.
He hesitates at his first spank, barely making Kimmy wince. The second, on the same cheek, lands much harder. Curt tries for the other. The next few slaps are just as hard, some on one cheek, some on the other. The last is center, as hard as Curty can. This makes Kimmy kick her legs up.
Curty glides his hands all over her backside once more, feeling the effects of his hand. He rubs her butt a little before resuming his ultimate pleasure. Without warning, the next spank comes quickly to one cheek, and then another smack to the other. Curty keeps a constant rhythm, bouncing from one cheek to the next. Some are higher and some are lower. By the fifth swat, Kimmy starts to flail a little, trying to afford the next hand. Again, the hardest smack lands right in the center before another break.
Curty keeps his hand on her backside as he looks up to find Amy’s impatient smile. He is afraid to look over to Brian, oblivious that he is enjoying this display just as much as Amy is. Soon Curty’s hands are running over Kimmy again. He is rubbing her and pinching her, absorbing the heat that he has caused. He takes a few soft random swats between rubs, feeling Kimmy jerk each way with each contact. He watches her intensely, examining how her backside reacts for him. Curty lets his hand bounce from one cheek to the next, first slow and soft, now seeing many red blotches glow. He soon increases his pace, watching her ass dance.
This does not last long with Kimmy’s kicking and now screaming. He stops to rub her a little more and readjust how he is sitting and holding her. He wraps his right leg over hers, pinning her tight into place. Immediately he begins. Curty is now spanking away. A true dance. Unfortunately he feels he must stop for his hand is getting too sore to fast. Its not that hard to stop because he knows there’s more of a show to come.
Curty finds himself evaluating all that he has done by carefully rubbing Kimmy’s backside for the last time as she lay over his knee, still pinned, sobbing. After realizing the time Curty is spending on the evaluation, Amy screams with excitement, “My turn. Its my turn now. You’ve had her enough.”
Curty looks up, seeing that Amy is about to bust. He unpins Kimmy, and helps her up. Anyone could tell that her face is just as red as her backside even though she never looks up. She just stands in the middle of the room, naked from the waist down. Amy takes her wrist and quickly leads her to the bed. “Alright. Its my turn. If you think that was painful, just wait, darlin’. Now, lets see. Lay on your back in the center of the bed. I want your legs straight up in the air.”
Kimmy lays down, but before she raises her legs into the air, she looks over to see both boys now standing around the bed. Amy, similarly to Curty, runs her hands up and down the back of Kimmy’s legs. She looks hesitant. It is seen why when she reaches for a pillow. Lifting Kimmy up, she slides the pillow underneath her. Amy now has perfect access to all of Kimmy’s butt. It is becoming more difficult for Kimmy to hold her legs up. The crease of her cootch was now showing between her lower thighs. Everyone took notice.
Amy continued to run her hands over Kimmy. She let her finger follow her cootch crease, causing Kimmy to wince. Amy could feel the warmth radiating from her backside, wishing that she could have been the first to this soft flesh.
Soon, Amy was taking her swats. Kimmy was unable to keep her legs straight into the air. At first it was very exciting for Amy and her spectators for Kimmy would spread her legs, clearly exposing everything she had to bare. But, for the show to continue, Brian held his girlfriends legs up, but loosely to expose enough. Looking up, Kimmy could see both Brian and Curty intensely watching and enjoying. She had become just a sport, a vessel of entertainment for the three people in the room. She was exposed to them, she was vulnerable. Kimmy had never felt more used, more humiliated, more in pain.
Amy, like Curty, started out slow, testing the waters. She would take breaks to slide her hands all over her prey, except she was more objectifying than Curty, letting her fingers slip farther and farther into different creases. Also more cruel, she would hit Kimmy very hard on her thighs, aiming for their innards. Amy worked Kimmy’s red ass as long as she could hold out. Soon her hand was starting to hurt to bad to continue. Taking her last chance, she let her last examination prolong.
The boys could not handle this for another moment. Sneaking up behind Amy, Curty pressed his body against hers. His hands started to lift her skirt to her waist, as he gave her a soft love tap on her ass, nothing to hurt her though. She continued to explore the girl in front of her, as Curty explored Amy’s, stripping off her clothes. Letting Kimmy’s legs spread a little more, he had to readjust his pants to the sight of two half naked girls in the room.
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Eric set his sights on his married sisters.
I wrote this as an experiment.
When a psychology teacher humiliates a student, they take their crush to the next level
You get a random call one day from an old buddy of yours from school, saying he is going to be in the area for a few days and wanted to see if you wanted to get together and catch up on old times. We had the house to ourselves for the weekend so you said sure, and invited him to stay here with us. One night, after a few drinks, we all sit down to watch a movie together. For some reason, we all sit on the couch, with me in the middle. As the movie progresses a really racy seen comes on, in which the hot as hell brunette is giving the guy the ride of his fucking life. I instantly note that both of your dicks are rising beneath your jeans. I make eye contact with you, and nod at his jeans, and you smile. I slowly reach down and begin to run my hand up and down his thigh. He jumps at first, and his eyes meet yours, you nod in approval, and relaxes. I slowly work my way towards his dick, and begin to massage it through the fabric of his jeans. I grab his hand and place it on my boobs, and encourage him to begin to rub and squeeze them. While my top half is occupied by his hand, you begin to work my bottom. You begin to rub my pussy (which is dripping wet) through my tight jeans, only adding fuel to the fire. I spread my legs farther apart, giving you better access, while at the same time unbuttoning both of you jeans and freeing your dicks from their confines. As they spring free, I begin to stroke and rub them, slowly at first, then with more pressure. You unbutton my jeans, and work you hand down them, and he removes my top and take ones of my hard nipples into his mouth, while caressing the other with his hand. I start to moan in pleasure. Between his tongue on my nipples, and your hands working away at my clit and pussy, I cum quickly. Then, I bend over his lap, engulfing his dick in my mouth, and he throws his head back in pleasure. You grab a hold of my hips, and pull me up onto my knees, and slide my jeans downward. You position yourself behind me and place the head of you dick at my pussy opening, and with one quick powerful thrust, you plunge the entire length of your thick throbbing dick deep into my hot pussy. Muffled moans escape my mouth as you continue to pound my pussy. You slide a finger along my dripping slit, coating it in my juices, you then begin to finger your finger into my tight ass, causing me to moan deeper, and my breath to quicken. I am close to orgasming, and we both know what is coming. My pussy tightens around your dick, gripping it into place, and I cum so hard I begin to shake and squirt my warm juices all over your dick and nuts. After I stop shaking, and you dick is released from my pussy’s choke hold, I get up, and sit on his lap, impaling my worked up pussy with his large hard cock. I begin to bounce up and down, working my pussy with his hard cock. You come, and place your dick at my face, and I take it’s entire length in my mouth with pleasure. You grab a hold of hair, holding my face still and begin to rapidly fuck my face with you dick. The faster you piston in and out of my mouth, the deeper and harder he thrusts upward into my pussy. He warns that he is about to cum, and I stand up and motion for him to come in front of me. I take turns sucking and stroking each of your dicks until you are both with seconds of busting. I tell you both to jerk off on to my tits, neck and chin. You both do, covering me with your thick creamy loads. I run my fingers through the cum, then suck them clean. I wink at you both, and take off to the bathroom to clean up. As soon as I am out of eyesight, your friend tells you that that was one of the best fucks of his life. And you just smile… After an amazing round of fucking, we all drift off into a deep sleep in the living room. In the middle of the night, I wake to find someone slowly starting to rub my clit in circles. Hmm, I know the style all to well. I reach over and immediately grab your thick throbbing dick. I roll towards you; my lips find your neck…”you must not have had enough” you respond by rubbing my clit faster. You bring me to within inches of cumming, then stop. You pull me up on top of you and beg me to suck your rock hard dick. I flip around into the 69 position and I begin working away at your cum filled cock. You slide my panties aside and begin to run your tongue up and down my moist slit. You begin to tease my aroused clit with tiny flicks and thrust your tongue in and out of my pussy hole. We continue to rub and suck and pleasure each other with our mouths until we cum together. The sounds of our moans and panting awaken your friend and he wants to join in the action. He doesn’t even give me time to dismount you before he kneels before me and presses the purple head of his large dick against my lips. I slowly flick my tongue across the head of his dick causing him to jump back. “Where ya going stud?” I ask grabbing a hold of his dick and pulling him back toward me. I put his pussy hungry dick back to my mouth, lick my lips and take all 9 inches of his swollen dick deep into my throat. He begins to moan. Knowing how deeply I am pleasing him excites you and I can feel your dick coming to life beneath my tits. I grab my tits and squeeze them tightly around your hard dick. You begin to slowly thrust back and forth between my tits, fucking yourself using my tits. You begin to rub and lightly slap my ass, causing me to moan with pleasure. Your friend claims he is about to cum, and I begin pumping his hard long dick with mouth even faster. After he is done shooting his thick creamy load into my mouth, I turn around, and open my mouth and show you his cum, then swallow it. This sends your amazing dick into a frenzy! You roll me off of you in one swift move, and mount my pussy. You shove your hard thick dick completely into my pussy in one powerful thrust, driving me wild! You begin to furiously thrust in and out of my pussy, sending me into yet another powerful orgasm. Seeing you fuck my tight hot pussy causes your friend’s dick begin to harden again, I reach out and begin stroking his dick. You lend down and tell me you want to see my tight pussy stretched and filled with his 9 inch monster. I pull you towards me, and kiss you deeply. You get off of me, and tell him to fuck the hell out of my taut pussy. He kneels between my legs, and firmly presses his thick knob at my pussy opening. Slowly, he works every last thick engorged inch of his 9 inch dick until my pussy until he bottoms out, deep inside of me. He then slowly works it back out, inch by inch, then, looks up at you, and in one thrust plunges his dick deeply into my pussy. I scream with pleasure. You come to kneel over me and begin to jerk off, while watching his dick fuck my pussy. I begin to suck and tough on you balls, and occasionally sneak tiny flicks over your ass. You begin to cum, covering my chin, neck and tits with you hot load. Seconds later, he pulls he dick free from my tight pussy and shoot his load up my stomach covering me in yet another load of thick cream. I lay there, as the two of you admire your work. You ask if you can take a few pictures to save as a reminder of our weekend, and I tell you of course. Then, you help me to the shower, and help me to clean every bit of cum from my exhausted body. Then, we return to the living room, and find your buddy already asleep. We resume our spot on the floor, cuddle up, and drift back off to sleep, replaying the weekend’s event over again in our minds.
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Kasey and Brian enjoy themselves.
Sarah is caming with a friend when she finds her self at the mercy of a few men.
This work of fiction is based on a theme suggested by regular reader “TexasDave14.” The story is completely fiction, although the characteristics of the featured individuals are based upon real people.
This start of a story,is about role reversal, ..its fiction. with Domination and the like, I intend to carry on if I get any positive thoughts, if not I will confine it into the annals of the bin.
Hello J, I,ve just spotted a new group of teens ,which will be ideal for our clients, fax them and let them know ,that the new ones will £80,000 each,and will be ready for collection,end of June, and tell them we have all colours this time.
I called the others ,and the reception committee would be waiting, how many Kath asked 9 at the moment,ages seem to range 19 – 30, may have to get rid of one or two, lets hope they all come up to scratch, see you shortly.
Hi boys I said, doing anything tonight , No was there reply,fancy helping me and my freinds with a little light work,and we will happily entertain you later. They eagerly, climbed into the back of our Minibus, sat down,and off we went.With our automatic Chloraform sprayer switched on , in the back of the air vents, they were all asleep very quickly.
The big gate entrance opened for us,and we drove through,and parked along side the celler entrance, each of us hauled our future sales goods off the bus, and after attaching them to an overhead rail, they were guided downstairs, for processing.As it took at least 2 hours for the chloraform to wear off,it gave us enough time to strip ,wash & tattoo each body with our mark, always making sure the goods did not get damaged.
Each one of our captives would be known by a name ,ie J1, ( That meant they had to be ready for the 1st week of June), if not the price dropped £10,000 per week, for time lost. We needed to check their bodily fuctions were ok, but first they had to be whipped into some form of order,all our clients relied on disipline, and if they faulty ,then more often than not,they were disposed of , but we did,nt like that method of disposal so some of us kept them for own use, it was a great pleasure having your own personnal cock slave ,after a hard days work.
Girls, I suggest we tie each one to the wall straps , leaving thier cocks and balls free, , we will do the hot wax treatment immediately, don,t want any hairs to get in the way.And with that , wax was poored onto each male,make sure you ball-gag them ,keeping the noise down, don,t forget the pubes and arse.So each one was subjected to a good lathering ,and any bits missed with the hot wax,a cut throat razor was used to remove the balance.Then they were individually dipped into very warm water, thoroughly soaped and washed,dryed through an hot air dryer, and left for half an hour to settle.
Now it was time for their induction, Kath and I went into the first cell, lowered a lovely looking black boy of about 22 years ,down onto the floor, Kath took hold of his big cock, and said she is going to suck him off, she put his cock into her mouth and proceeded to suck , his eyes started to brighten up, but still with his ball gag in place,he was unable to say a thing. She wanked his cock with fury, he lasted a very short time,and his load flew all over us. Another blouse for the wash, I said. I think he would be ideal for our S. This Client, she loves virile black men,and I believe they are looked after very well,and when she has finished with them , pays them well,and sends them where ever they want to go to.
Next J2 was dragged into the whipping room, he was,nt so compliant, we had to be very careful how we treated our merchandise,as a literal whipping was bad for the skin, so I grabbed hold of his very big cock,and pulled it very hard,he winced with pain, I told him ,behave or I will put his cock inside a bottle,and wank him till he was erect,and leave him for an hour ,and then smash the bottle with a hammer, you will not enjoy that, and you won,t be able to piss for a week.This lovely white boy,was handsome,and I did not want to hurt him, but his complaining never stopped, and the bottle was fitted, we led to a cell,closed the door behind us , and watched him on the overhead camera,and was,nt he suffering.
J2 through to J6 were all good looking boys, they kept themselves in good condition, we had lots of clients ,especially Gays ,who enjoyed breaking a new cock or two in, these five were destined for the Arab market, mainly for use in hareems, but sadly for them, they had to be steralised, in the past our clients insisted on castration, we thought that a little harsh, so Key hole surgery was the next best, so as some of us were either Doctors and Nurses, a little operation was a simple task, anyway the money we earnt doing this ,supplemented our meager NHS salaries. We enjoyed our proper jobs,always taking care of the finer details of our patients.
I won,t bore you with the ins and outs of steralisation, a couple of snips in the right places,and all would be well. Key hole was much quicker ,and we still had time in theday to complete processing our merchandise.J7 – J9 were becomming a little awkward, they needed firmer discipline we realised as soon as skin was broken, the price dropped drastically, but problems we were having,and they had to be sorted.
We took J8 ,and in front of all the others, bound his cock very tightly, then bent him over a vaulting horse,and with a cat of nine tails,unleashed fury on his bottom, he was securly tied to metal bars at both front and back, so movement was almost impossible. This white male was destined for the heavy use Gay scene, they enjoyed a good wide arse,as many liked to double penetrate, and he had to be trained in the art of double cock sucking, and the clients like them lively,we hurt J8 for his own sake and thier ultimate pleasure.
Rather than use batons to practice the art of DP, we encourage our clients to send a couple of thier own slaves to fuck um & suck um, so after the beating had finished,J8 was lowered to the floor and was brutially abused by the boys, we all stood and watched whilst ,they firstly took off the cock twine, removed his ties to front and back, and as they were both strong boys this guy would be a walk over.With ball gag out,and an 10″ x 3.1/2″ cock in , some head and face slapping ensued, Bs cock never remained still for five seconds,he fucked J8s mouth so much so,he was gagging all the way, and just in case he thought of biting him,its very hard trying to bite a 3.1/2″ girth cock, your unable to get any pressure on the bite, I should know because as a young girl I was raped by a big boy,and with a cock of that size in my mouth I could scream for help either, but thats another story.
It was interesting standing their watching two cocks doing thier finishing work,when they ejaculated,sperm was flying around everywhere, J8s arse was full of it,and his mouth was full, the boys forced him to swallow the lot, and we made one of the others J7 to come and lick his arse clean.I think thier reading for export girls, have we got all there traveling documents ready,they had to go cargo, could,nt afford them being found by customs.
Kate contacted the various clients,and told them we wished collection and or shipping arrangements to be texted to us, and once the money had changed hands ,we would be able to release our goods.Everyone duly paid,and after a thorough final check-up they would be ready for the off.To avoid any contact with the outside world ,all were once again Chloraformed, and loaded,collected and out of our hands.
Kath ,shouted to me,we had another urgent order, to fufill, but this time it was to be girls over the age of 25, apparently ,at that age it was thought they would be nice and mature, before becoming old maids, we turned the order down, even though it was worth an extra bonus of 200k.
I made the decision that we would holiday ,and then in 6 weeks,start again, this was accepted, so I hope you enjoy me sharing with you my first venture into cruel business, i will return soon to share our next venture
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A Rapist At 14
My Dad was a wonderful man always had an encouraging word for you. He would take my sister and me to the park or zoo on the week ends. He was great to be around. Now my mother was something else. Always criticizing finding fault with everything Dad or I did, she bitched about everything. She was always whacking me on the head or cursing at me. A real bitch. My sister who was three years younger was a pain in the ass. She was always telling on me to mom, a real pest. Mom and Dad argued and fought all the time. She would tell him he was no good and couldn’t do anything right. He would tell her she was a worthless bitch and a lousy fuck. That would set her off and she would shout, “Maybe I’m a lousy lay because you’re such a short dicked son of a bitch. This went on constantly she always took it out on me when these things happened. I was angry all the time. I got into several fights at school and even got suspended for three days. You should have heard Mom then telling me I was a worthless piece of shit.
One night when I was ten I heard this loud talking and screaming. I got out of bed and went to investigate. Dad was staggering around in the kitchen drunk. Mom was telling him what a no good bastard he was. He suddenly grabbed her and slammed her down on the kitchen table and tours her night gown off. Mom was very skinny with small tits that were about three inches apart. She had a very large bush of black hair between her legs. She was hitting his chest with her fist. My Dad was a pretty big man 6’3” and weighed about 210lbs. (this I found out later). He dropped his pants and shorts and he took his not so short dick about seven inches and maybe five inches around. I looked at my little three inch dick and wondered if I would ever be that big. Anyway he jammed it between mother’s legs and started running his thing in and out of her hole. She was shouting “DON’T YOU DARE PUT YOUR COCK (I learned a new word) IN ME YOU DRUNKEN SON OF A BITCH.” After about two minutes she stopped shouting at him and threw her legs over his back and started riding his cock like she was afraid it would run away. She kept saying “I hate you for making me want you, you miserable drunken no good cock sucker ahhhhhhh no you bastard I don’t want to cum, no stop it, oh christ don’t stop, oh shit, fuck ahhhhhhh uuuuuuuuuug,” and she seemed to pull herself into him as close as possible. Dad kept on shoving his big cock in and out of her bushy hole. She was sobbing and moaning words I couldn’t hear. It seemed like it would go on forever but then he grabbed her ass and shoved himself at her as hard as he could and I heard him say, Oh yes hmmmmmm. You’re such a bitch but you do have a great cunt. He gave her a couple more strokes and then pulled out of her. He left her lying on the table and went to bed. Mom laid there with her legs spread out and her legs hanging over the table with this white stuff oozing out from between her bush. I got closer and looked between her legs. She had this slit that was wide open and beginning to close with that white cream like stuff still oozing out of that slit.
It went like that for the next two years, fighting constantly and mother continued to berate me on a daily bases. Then just after my twelfth birthday my Dad after a big fight with mother packed his bags and gave both my sister and me a kiss and a hug and said I’m leaving. I love you kids but I can’t stand her anymore and left. He moved to another city when his company transferred him there. I missed him and hated my mother for causing him to leave us. For the next two years my mother verbally and physically abused me. Not sexually but by beating me. When I was fourteen I had grown quite a bit I was 5’ 9” and weighed 155lbs. My dick had grown to six and half inches. My Dad had given me a set of weights on that twelfth birthday, and I was beginning to bulk up. Mom wasn’t beating any longer because I was a great deal bigger than her. She was only about 5’2” and maybe 100lbs. Skinny as a rail and her tits were beginning to sag with her hair always in a bun. However she still continued to berate me. Nothing I did suited her. I was jacking off quiet a bit and had been doing it for about a year. Between it and the weights I kept my sanity.
One afternoon after school I was beating myself off as I usually did when my sister came into my room and saw me. “I’m going to tell Mom I’m going to tell,” and ran into her room and locked the door. I begged her not to tell and that I would buy her an ice cream every day for a week “No I’m going to tell that you were doing something bad and will you get it” Sure enough Mom was hardly in the door when she ran in and shouted I saw Ray (that’s my name) playing with his thingy Mommy. “What are you telling me Sara (that’s her name.) I saw Ray playing with his thing and she demonstrated by using a jacking off motion. Mom came into my room and started slapping my face and screaming, YOU LITTLE PERVERT, YOU’RE JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER. I grabbed her hands so she couldn’t hit me anymore and shoved her out of my room and locked the door. She was still screaming through the door. JUST LIKE YOUR FATHER YOU SON OF A BITCHEN PERVERT! I turned up my radio so I wouldn’t have to hear her. She finally went a way. I didn’t go to dinner and I lay on my bed hitting the pillow and saying “ Sara you bitch I’m going to make you sorry you did that, over and over.
Two days later my Mom went to her usual weekly Bingo game. She said she would be home between 10:30 and 11:00. It was 7:00 o’clock when she left. I waited a half hour and then I was determined to get my revenge. When I heard my sister taking a bath I pounded on the door. “I have to go to the bathroom,” I said. I’m taking a bath go away. I told her that if she didn’t let me in I was going to go and pee on her bed. “Cover up and unlock the door” I told her. She did and I went in and peed. She was in the tub and had pulled the shower curtain across so all you could see was her head. I could see she was looking at me out of the corner of my eye. When I finished peeing I took a little extra time shaking it so she would get a good look. Then I said, “What are you looking at,” she jerked the curtain closed and I laughed. I picked up her night gown and left.
About ten minutes later I heard her shout, “You ass hole where is my night gown?” On your bed I told her. “ASS HOLE” she screamed and came stomping out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel. I hid in her closet and as soon as she came in and reached for her gown I snuck over and locked her door. I was naked and she looked at me wide eyed and said “Wh-what are you doing, why are you naked.” Well you little bitch I told you I would get even with you for telling Mom about my jacking off and now I’m going to fuck the shit out of you. “You wouldn’t dare, I’ll tell Mom. I never said another word. I pushed her on the bed and spread her legs and looked at her little cunt that was just starting to get hair around it. She tried to hit me but I grabbed both her hands and put them behind her back and held them with one hand and I took the other and stuck a finger into her tiny pussy. Boy was she tight. I slipped that finger in and out of her as fast as I could move my arm. I could feel her hymen every time I had my finger all the way in. Her pussy started to lubricate and it became easier to pump her little cunt. I than inserted two fingers and renewed my rapid pumping. She was crying and trying to get away from me. Then she started struggling less and less as my finger flew in and out of her twat. I felt her rear up into my finger and her ass quivered and murmured ohhhhhhh. I new she had had a climax and wondered if it was her first. I figured now was the time so I took my rock hard cock and inserted the head into her pussy. She screamed “ OH RAY YOUR HURTING ME.” I didn’t care, I wanted to hurt her for all the grief she had caused with my mother. I shoved down into her cunt and there was a momentary pause when my dick hit the hymen and then it tore. She screamed again Oh please Ray that hurt so bad and she was really crying hard. I started pushing in and out of her little pee hole almost as fast as I had with my fingers. I leaned down and took her little titties that were just starting to form and sucked one into my mouth and gently bit her nipple. I couldn’t get my cock all the way in only about 2’3rds of my dick. I felt my balls well up and I shot a torrent of cum up into her little pussy. I collapsed on top of her and started kissing her neck, ears and titties.
I tried to kiss her in the mouth but she would have none of it.
We laid like that, her crying and my kissing her all over. My cock which had not completely gone soft was getting hard again so I started pumping in and out of her fuck hole again. This time it was slower and more gentle. After I had been fucking her for about five minutes she lifted her knees up and I went inside about another inch. She put her arms around my neck and said Oh Ray you hurt me real bad but now it feels much better. She was pushing back against my cock and pretty soon I felt her shove her stomach hard into my groin and I felt her quiver and I new she had had another orgasm. I picked up speed and came, loading her little box with more cum. We lay quiet for about a half hour and then I got up to pee. When I got back I could see blood and cum juice on the sheets. I started playing with her little titties and I leaned down and kissed her. There was no resistance now. I put my tongue in her mouth and slid it across the roof of her mouth. She giggled and said “That Tickled. We kissed like that and I got another hard on and I fucked her again. She responded and had a couple of orgasms. She fell asleep and I got up realizing it was almost ten O’clock. Mom came home and went to bed as did I.
The next morning Mom was fixing breakfast and I was sitting at the table having a glass of milk and coffee. Sara came in the kitchen and immediately said, Mom Ray hurt me real bad last night. He put his thingy into my pee-pee hole and he made me bleed and it hurt something awful. She started crying. Mom came at me screaming YOU DIRTY PERVERTED BASTARD. Something snapped in side me and all the hatred I had for her welled up and I grabbed her arms and pinned them behind her back like I had done to Sara. I shoved her onto the table spilling my coffee. She was still in her night gown so I lifted it above her waste. I dropped my pants and took my cock and shoved it up her hairy black bush. He cunt was dry but I didn’t care. All the humiliation, and anger in me came flooding out of me. I pounded her as hard as I could trying to hurt her. Because of the previous night and my anger I fucked her for over a half an hour without Cuming. Her pussy became extremely wet and I felt her climax several times. What really pissed me off was when she threw her legs up over my back after I let her hands go, and she whispered, “Oh Ray I hate you for making me like it. She was riding my shaft as if it might go away. She was fucking my cock as much as I was fucking her cunt.
I became angrier because all my hatred was going to waste. My Mom was enjoying being fuck, even if it was her son. In frustration I pulled out of her hot wet pussy and jammed my cock up her ass. She screamed, “Fuck Ray that hurt like hell, stop it now.” I pumped her ass as fast and hard as I could. She was whimpering, “Oh god what is happening to me. It hurts and it feels good all at the same time.” I pulled out and spun her around and jammed my cock back into her ass doggy style. When it came out I saw that I had shit spread all over my cock but I didn’t care; I was getting even for all the remarks and pain she had caused me. She was even shoving her ass back at me and for some reason I could not cum. I fucked that ass until it was raw. I was still mad because no matter how I had tried to hurt both Sara and Mom they ended up liking it. I pulled my dick out and sat her down on the floor. I wiped some of the shit off with the table cloth and shoved my cock at her lips. She opened her mouth and I shoved it in. “Clean and suck my cock you cunt” I said. She didn’t hesitate she started licking off the shit and cum still left on my dick. Sucking the head of it. I push further into her mouth until I could feel the end of it on her tonsils. I pushed more and the head of my dick penetrated her throat and she started choking so I withdrew and she took several deep breaths before I shoved it back in until my balls were on her chin. My hand was on her neck and I could feel the bulge in her throat from my cock.
Sara must have gotten scared at what I was doing to her mother because she ran into the bedroom and locked her door. I pulled out of Moms throat and let her breathe and then shoved it back in and fucked her throat until I came about a minute later. I enjoyed watching her throat constrict, as cum pored out of my dick and down her throat. I pulled out of her mouth and sat down across from her. She was panting and I looked down between her legs where cum was oozing out of her cunt. She got up without saying a word and got a drink of warm water and then went to her bedroom. I just sat there for about an hour before I got up and made me a fried egg sandwich.
About eleven thirty I decided I wasn’t threw with Mom so I went to Moms room and without knocking I walked in. She was lying on her bed still in her night gown. Her legs were propped up and I could see her bushy pussy. “I said I’m going to fuck you again.” Not saying a word she opened up her knees and I crawled between her legs and sunk my cock into her still wet pussy. I fucked her for about five minutes when she threw her legs around me and began to hump my cock. I came to realize that she really did have a nice cunt and when she got hot she could squeeze down and her vulva would wrap around my cock as I fucked. It took me about 20 minutes before I came. I left and went back to the kitchen and fixed me another sandwich. This time it was a ham and cheese. I went to my room and played a game. About four o’clock I started reviewing the events of the day and smiled inwardly. I began to get hard again so I went back to Moms room and walked in. She opened her legs again without a word and I fucked her. Her pussy milked my cock again until I came and went back to my room. About eight O’clock I took a long hot shower. Afterdrying off I walked naked back to Moms Room. When I opened the door she was in bed. She pulled the covers back and I could see she was naked also. She had taken a shower and I soon realized she had douched both her cunt and ass out. I french kissed her. It was the first time I had ever given my mother a kiss, it seemed strange. I placed my hand on her tit and began to massage it. There was little substance to it being as skinny as she was. I rubbed her nipples and soon they puffed out a little more and I took her breast into my mouth. I could almost put the whole thing in because it was so soft and pliable. I ran my tongue over and around her nipple. Her breathing became deeper and faster. I lowered my hand between her legs and massaged her vulva, parting her lips and inserting my finger. I massaged the inside of her pussy and clit. I put my finger into her wet pussy and began finger fucking her using my thumb to stimulate her clit. I soon had two and then three fingers in. Her cunt seemed to be able to expand to whatever size came into that cavern. I folded my thumb and pushed and my whole fist went threw her lips and into her cunt clear to my wrist. She was breathing hard and she moaned as my fist entered. I lifted her ass up and pushed a pillow under her and began to pump my fist in and out of her. Faster and faster I went until my fist was like a jack hammer pumping the inside of her pussy. Right from the beginning she started moaning Oh Ray your making me cum yess son oh right there Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaauuuggggg and then “my god son your doing it again, I can’t believe I’m cummmmmmmmmmming. Then with in minutes she screamed Oh ohmygod OHHH MMYYYYGOD I CAN’T STOP CUMMING and I felt wave after wave of cum soak my fist. She was mumbling incoherently.
Finally my arm began to ache from all that piston action and I slowed down. I opened my forefinger and felt around the bottom of her cunt till I found her cervix and the vaginal fornix. I began to push against it’s small opening. I don’t know if it was because she had a couple of kids or not but it opened up and I shoved my finger to the second knuckle. I felt her suck in her breath and I started fucking her cervix with my finger. Oh christ son your making me feel things I have never felt before, Oh god how can it be, yessssss, shit I’m going to cum again and she screamed iieeeeeeeeee. As her ass began to hump up and down and she was shoving her pussy at my hand. I kept fucking that cervix until I couldn’t move my arm anymore. I flopped down next to her and Moms ass was still twitching ten minutes later. I laid there with the hardest hard-on I had ever had. When her breathing finally got to normal she whispered to my, “fuck me in the ass son but do it gently. I turned her on her side and entered her ass easily because she had douched her ass with water and oil. I fucked her like that for over an hour slow and easy, slow an easy. I began increasing my speed as I felt my balls finally begin to show some life. I unloaded a great amount of sticky cum way up in the depths of her ass cavity. We laid like that with my cock up her ass until she fell asleep. I kissed her on the neck and slowly withdrew from her ass. I got up and went into the bathroom and washed my dick with soap and water and went to bed.
I woke up and felt Sara crawl into bed with me it was four in the morning. She put her arms around me and said “please Ray don’t hurt me like last night.” I said “No Sara I’ll never hurt you again. From now on I will make you feel good. I scooted down and took her little breast into my mouth and sucked rolling my tongue around and over her little nipples. I slid my hand between her legs and put a finger into her pussy and slowly finger fucked her using my thumb to rub and manipulate her little clittie. Sara whispered, “Oh Ray that feels so good, I’ve never had such feelings.” I know honey and it’s only going to get better. As soon as I felt her wetness I slid down between her legs and kissed her little mound running my tongue up and down her slit. I penetrated her hole with my tongue and began to suck and lick her pussy and clit. She was shoving her pelvic bone hard against mine. She was Cuming about every two or three minuets moaning and telling me when she was Cuming. I moved back up her body and french kissed her. Then I slid my cock into her tight little vagina and fucked it nice and slow causing her to have several orgasms. After about forty minuets I felt that sensation in my balls and I exploded against the back walls of her tight little cunt.
Until after my graduation I fucked Sara every morning and Mom every night. I drank a lot of milk and ate yogurt to keep my balls oiled for action. Mom loved being fisted and Sara loved me to eat her pussy. Both Sara and Mom filled out.. Mom gained some weight and her tits filled back up and she let her hair down and was pleasant to look at. Sara was a woman by the time she was fourteen with full well rounded 36C cup tits and an ass that was absolutely fantastic. I liked to take credit for that ass because of my fucking it. Mom’s ass was still rather flat but it could take all I have to give.
(In the next chapter I will tell you about the things I did away from home.)
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This is part two, If you want to catch up on what is happening here is the link to the first: http://stories.xnxx.com/story/56813/A_tragic_Love Please comment and up vote if you like, part three will come along soon. 🙂
Just who is the one that is pregnant?
