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Patsy’s Gangbang

Patsy’s Gangbang
It had been almost three months since I was last gangbanged, and I was now craving another. Tim, who I share a house with, had help me set it up as he usually does. There is no romantic attachment between Tim and myself, although we do have our moments from time to time, helping each other out when needed.
Tim’s father and my father had set up a business together, and both families had regularly taken holidays together. So we had grown up together and Tim being three years older than me had introduced me to the delights of sex., experimenting together regularly, getting to know our bodies and our likes and dislikes, although sexually I did not have many dislikes. When I get going I will do almost anything physically possible.
Tragically both sets of parents had been killed in a road accident whilst holidaying in Italy two weeks after my eighteenth birthday, needless to say Tim and myself who had not gone on that holiday, turned to each other for support. I moved in with Tim, to the house that he inherited and sold my parents house. With the income from the business and the sale of my parents house, we were reasonably well set up.
That had been three years ago now. We got over our losses and got on with enjoying our lives, which for me meant getting myself gangbanged from time to time.
So its Friday morning, I’m twenty one years old, five foot four, brown shoulder length hair and blue eyes, with a 36-24-34 figure. I work out often and have a pleasing tan to my skin, I consider myself to be fairly attractive with an overactive sex drive, which is why I am looking forward to tonight so much, and I have all day to prepare myself.
I spent the morning tidying the house and preparing some tea, which would be pasta, a bit like a marathon runner building up on carbo-hydrates before the event. After lunch I began to prepare for tonight, trimming my tidy pubic bush and making sure my neat pussy lips were bald, don’t wish to get hairs trapped later. I douched myself well, very well in fact, probably more than I needed to, but that was just me. I would always wash myself out at least a dozen times. Once I was happy with that side of my preparations I ran a bath for a long luxurious soak, lying back in the warm soapy water dreaming of tonight, running my fingers over my eager pussy lips, resisting the temptation to bring myself to orgasm. Eventually washing my hair and body, before getting out and drying myself off..
I had tea ready for Tim when he got home at 4:30 from the office. We chatted over tea about things at the office and about tonight’s preparations in general. As we were to leave about 6:00 o-clock, we soon got ready, gathered what we would need, loaded the car and set off. We had a fifty mile drive to our destination arriving about 7:00, with things due to set off at 8:00 we had time to finalise things. Matt was waiting for us as we pulled up, Tim made the introductions and Matt led us inside the building he had built at the end of his garden, which would eventually be his home office, but for now it was complete but not in use. Two portable screens separated my changing area from the main body of the room, a large TV screen was set up at the side of the screens and eight chars were facing it, a bar was set up at the opposite end of the room.
I was to perform a couple of stripteases for them, and a selection of porno DVD’s were on hand to warm everybody up for the main event. Matt made me a whisky and lemonade and I took myself to my changing area. With the exception of Matt, the other seven guys would not set eyes on me until I step out to perform my first strip.
I put on my first outfit, usual things, stockings and suspenders, skimpy bra, short skirt, blouse and high heels, I felt good. I felt sexy and aroused. I was eager to start now but still had about 10 minutes before show time. I could hear the guys arriving now, a lot of joking and high spirits as they got a drink and took their seats. All was ready.
I started my music and stepped our from the screens, to rowdy calls from my audience. They were seated in a semi circle with a gap between each seat to allow me move freely amongst them. At first glance they looked to be a nice assortment of healthy young and hopefully virile men. Tim was watching from the back of the room as he was not going to be taking part just yet, I noticed his approving nod.
As a child I had done all the usual dance classes, school disco’s etc, so I was able to give them a reasonably good show. Removing my clothing with a little help from the guys, letting them open a button or unhook a bra clasp or suspender buckle. I consider myself to have a good body and do not mind showing it off. It took about 10 minutes for me to get down to just my tiny g-string, which I consider to be about the right length of time for a strip, otherwise it gets a bit boring, so with my boobs on show I danced back behind the screens to end the first show, perfectly in time to my music. Leaving them calling for more, which they will soon get.
While I dressed for my next show they watched a 10 minute porn film. I could hear the raunchy comments through the screen, they were warming up nicely and so was I. My pussy was getting wetter by the second. For my second strip I would wear just bra and g-string, stockings and suspenders.
Tim popped round the screen with a drink for me,
“ You’re looking good tonight Patsy. I think they enjoyed that one.”
“ I certainly did, I’m sopping wet down here” I replied, indicating my pussy.
“ I thought you would be. Here’s a drink for you. I think they are about ready for part two now. See you in a bit” he said as he left. I tossed the drink down my throat in one go, started the music and stepped out again.
This time they were eager to get me stripped as quickly as possible, but I kept to my routine, staying in time to my music, only allowing my scanty clothing to be removed at the correct time. This time I let them touch and feel me a little as I moved between them, they eagerly responded to this by lunging for my boobs, or squeezing my arse or trying to slip a finger under my g-string. I was loving it. Again the strip was timed to 10 minutes, this time I removed my g-string as well, allowed them a fleeting view of the treasure between my legs before dancing back behind the screens as the music ended. God I felt good. They shouted for more, but they would have to wait.
Eventually they calmed enough to refill their glasses and watch another movie. I listened to their comments about my performance and the movie they were now watching, all of which kept me sexually charged and ready for anything.
For my last show I would not wear anything except a large black cloak, which was large enough for me to wrap around one of my targets, and enclose him into a small private show area, which I intend to do with each guy out there. It had been agreed that for this part of the proceedings, all eight guys would strip down to their boxers only as things were going to get a little hotter now. Once more Tim appeared with a drink,
“ You’ve really got this lot going now, they couldn’t get their togs off quick enough. Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked,
“ You bet I am. Thanks again for setting this up for me”
“ No problem, glad to help. Now the movie is nearly done, are you ready ?” I nodded eagerly before tipping the drink he brought me down. Let’s be honest, it doesn’t take long to put a cloak on and fasten it at the neck does it?
“ Will you be ready with my props when needed?” I asked him,
“ You can rely on it. They sound as if they are ready now, shall we press on?” as he turned to take up his position. He would stay near the TV screen ready to hand me my props as I need them. Start the music and here I go again.
With my cloak held closed around me, I stepped out to a chorus of catcalls and raunchy comments. As arranged they sat in just their colourful selection of boxer shorts. Five were leaning forward in eager anticipation, the other three were sitting back trying look relaxed and unmoved by the show, yet the bulges in their boxers defied the image they were trying to present, I smiled inwardly at this.
I danced towards them, pulling the left side of the cloak out as I extend my arm, holding the cloak with my right arm to keep myself covered, smiling at them as I smoothly pushed my right arm out as my left hand brought the cloak back to cover me, allowing them the briefest glimpse of my naked body. This got them cheering. I performed a few more crossovers as I mentally chose my first target. As this was Matt’s room I thought I would give him the first treat, and moved to stand toe to toe with him where he sat, a quick check to left and right and swiftly I wrapped him into my cloak, so that only he could see my nakedness. His arms grabbed my waist and eased me towards him, I lowered my boobs to his face and he eagerly tried to suck a nipple into his mouth, I rubbed my boobs from side to side to tease him a few seconds before allowing my left nipple into his lips, eagerly he sucked me as I lowered myself onto his lap. I gyrated my hips and ground onto the swelling in his boxers, he responded by pushing up to meet me. Steady boy, there’s enough to go round. I pulled back from him and stood up again, my nipple left his mouth with a soft popping noise. Holding the cloak around us now with my left hand, my right hand guided his finger to my wet slit, I controlled him as I drew his finger through the moist folds of my pussy, steered his finger into his mouth, and as he tasted me for the first time I smoothly stepped back and wrapped the cloak around me once more, this had taken about thirty seconds, but long enough for me to keep control of things. As he re-appeared to the rest of the guys, he was sucking his finger covered in my glistening juice. Instantly they knew what he was tasting and like children began to shout “ Me next Patsy “ or “ Come here and I’ll give you more than a finger” This had me buzzing as I selected my next victim and moved towards him.
I worked my way along them until they had all been under my cloak and tasted the sweet juices of my now sopping wet pussy, a couple of them even tried to get their stiff cocks into me, but I kept them out. As keen as I was to have them in me I had to keep control for now.
I danced over towards Tim, turned my back to my gang as I was now calling them in my mind, and made it look as if I was giving Tim a show, but in reality I was taking my props from him, not one of my gang would have seen the deft manner in which Tim passed me two seven inch dildoes, which I slipped into the pocket in my cloak where they would remain concealed until needed.
I moved to a central position where they would all get a good view, let my cloak fall open for them to see all. As I swayed to the music I began to rub my boobs, cupping them in my hands, pointing my boobs towards my gang, squeezing them together, rolling my nipples between thumb and fore finger, pinching them gently, shivers of gentle pain running through my whole body. My right hand began to move tantalisingly over my smooth tummy, heading towards my aching slot, reaching between my legs and feeling the moist warmth there, yet not revealing too much to the guys just yet. My eyes closed and my head tilted back slightly, I pushed my pussy at my hand as I swayed to the music, intensely aware of the 8 guys silently yet intently watching my every move, god this is good, appealing to exhibitionist in me, conscious of the power I held in my right hand, I could easily bring myself off here, yet I controlled my wanton urges and moved on.
I indicated to the guys that they should lose their boxers now, they couldn’t get them off fast enough, nearly falling over as they hopped on one leg, fighting to get them past their now stiff cocks, which I was eager to see. A quick glance at their cocks showed me that they were all stiff and eager to go, a nice assortment of cocks, none massive but most a nice 7 or 8 inches long, some thick some thin, a couple of nice curvy ones that I knew would feel good up my arse. I motioned for them to sit again, I think they were hoping to start to gangbang me now, but there’s time for that soon. I lowered myself to the floor, spreading my cloak under me as I eased myself back and opening the clasp at my neck causing the cloak to fall completely from me. Again my hand went to my pussy as I parted my legs slightly, rubbing my lips up and down, all 8 guys leaning forward eagerly now, I teased them, opening my legs wider then closing them again, slipping a finger inside now, opening up for them to see my finger glide in and out of my wet slot, closing my legs again as I move my finger to my mouth and suck my own juices from it. They were stroking their cocks now, eager to get at me, but they behaved, they knew they would get their reward soon. I slid my hand into the concealed pocket to produce one of my dildoes, they cheered this as they knew what I was going to do next. I raised my legs and parted them slightly, guided the dildo to my pussy, rubbing it along the wet lips, teasing myself by rubbing the tip around my eager hole, I need it inside me now, oh god how I need it in me. Gently it slid into me, halfway in I pumped it in and out, making myself even wetter, taking it to my mouth and sucking it, back to my slot and inside me again, completely this time, raising my hips and gyrating them with the dildo just showing from my pussy, the guys eagerly watching my every move as I push it from me, again to my mouth. As I deep throat the full 7 inches a gentle gasp from some of the guys, wishing it was them in my mouth. Again I bury it fully into my pussy, working it in and out, pumping gently, pleasure rising. I must move on or I am in danger of cumming sooner than intended. Again I push the dildo from me, only this time I raise my legs higher and point the dildo at my arsehole, rub around the tight hole, pushing gently to open myself for the toy, god I love anal, gently it enters me, opening me slowly, inch by inch going deeper. I work it in and out a few times, then take it to my mouth again, knowing this would drive them wild, men seem to like to watch a bit of ass to mouth, I love it too. Back to my arse again, this time it enters me fully in one smooth go, again I gyrate, feeling it moving inside me, oh this is bliss. Again I delve into my pocket and recover my second dildo, identical to the one buried up my arse, rub it along my slot, back and forth, teasing my hole, the tip just entering me, pumping in and out, deeper and deeper into me, rubbing against the one up my arse through the thin separating membrane, deeper still, it’s all inside me now. Two seven inch dildoes in my holes, I’m squirming on them now, rubbing my clit with my other hand, getting closer now, higher and higher I climb, starting to shudder, my breathing ragged, higher still, furiously rubbing my clit, oblivious to all around me now as I edge closer and closer, higher still, bucking and writhing, peaking as I begin to cum, gasping as my juices squirt from me, carrying the dildo up my pussy from me as I gush, oh yes, oh yes. My whole body shudders wave after wave of pleasure wash over me, gradually I begin to come down from my high of orgasm, and now I’m aware of my gang applauding my display, shouting encouragement as I slowly regain my composure, panting as I plan my next move. I rest a short while flat on my back with the dildo still deep up my arse, the dildo from my pussy lying on the puddle of my juice now soaking into my cloak. Time to move on to the next stage, I push the toy from my arse and put them both aside.
Again I choose Matt as my first victim, and have him lay on his back on my cloak, with his feet towards the rest of the gang, I lower myself onto his face, eagerly he begins to lick my soaking slot, his mates shouting encouragement at him, I lean forward and take his still solid cock into my mouth, working him deeper into my mouth, a good old 69 takes some licking as they say, I soon have him probing my throat, and as I trained myself to do, my throat opened to him, I took him to the hilt, bobbing up and down on him as slurped greedily on my pussy. I was soon aware that he would come soon, and it was not in my plans to have a him shoot down my throat just yet, so I removed myself from him turned and straddled him, lowering my slot onto his solid cock, taking him fully into me in one sweep, I locked my mouth onto his and kissed him hungrily, swapping our juices in our mouths as I slowly rode him, sliding up and down his shaft. Urgently he began to thrust into me, nearly cumming,
“ Ooh yes, fuck me, cum inside me “ I cooed at him, urging him on. He grunted as I felt him erupting deep in my pussy, sending his seed deep into me, gasping for air as he came. That was him finished for now, less than two minutes at a guess, still after the show I’d given I didn’t really expect any of them to last longer the first time. I climbed off him and sent him tottering back to his seat as I looked for my next target, think I’ll have a curvy one now, took his hand and led him to the cloak and laid him down. He got the same treatment, although I did tell him that he did not have to lick me if he didn’t want to, you never know how a bloke will react to sucking another blokes spunk from my pussy, but gamely he went to it as I deep throated his deliciously curved cock. Again I knew he was close to shooting his lot, so I moved round and straddled him, only his time I had my back to him as I wanted him up my arse, as I said, I like a curved one up there. I guided his cock to my waiting arse, pushed myself down onto him, aware that all the others would be able to see deep into my gaping pussy, Matt’s seed glistening deep within. He slid into me bit by bit as I worked myself up and down on him, he grabbed my hips as he began to thrust up into me, all too soon he was spunking into me, I had not got him all inside me yet and he was cumming like a good ‘un, I suppose the tightness of my arse was too much for him at this early stage, never mind, hopefully I can have another go later.
He returned to his seat, I’m having a DP next I decide. I locate the other curvy cock and beckon it’s owner forward and the guy next to him, they rush forward eager to get into me. This time I kneel in front of them both, and suck first one then the other, swapping between them both, making sure they are both good and hard. These two wont last long either. Curvy dick lays down on the floor, and again I lower my vacant arse to him, sliding his full length into me in one go, ooh yes that’s good, now his partner moves into place, guides his cock to my pussy, then urgently slams deep into me, nearly lifting me off the cock up my arse, quickly I regain control, positioning them both fully inside my holes, not letting them start to pump me yet, wriggling around so that they can feel each other through the thin wall separating them,
“ Now guys, you gonna’ fuck me or what ? “ I scream at them. God they set to it with a will, both pumping into me together, this is heaven, there is only one thing better than a cock up your arse, and that is a cock up your pussy at the same time. All too soon curvy up my arse grunts as he shoots inside me, this seems to trigger his mate as well as he starts to pump seed into me, this is real good. A few seconds as they finish and we disentangle ourselves, four down four to go. The four remaining guys seemed to have anticipated me now, as they had paired themselves off, I assessed each pair purely on sizes, deciding to keep the largest till last, not that there was any significant length difference, but one guy had the thickest cock on offer tonight, so his pair would go last.
Again I knelt and sucked first one then the other, must move on I can taste the pre-cum on one of them. One guy lay down on the floor, this time I lowered myself to him as I faced him, he length slid easily into me, my arse in the air I wiggled it at the other guy, inviting him to take his place on top, I felt him get into position behind me, then he took me by surprise, he forced his cock into my pussy alongside the cock already in there, now this was no great problem as I was now so wet I could take them both quite comfortably, I just didn’t expect it, but once past the initial shock I was loving it, ooh yes guys, double fuck my pussy. They began to pump in and out together, my pussy was making squelching sounds at this intrusion, I was loving it. In and out they went, two cocks side by side invading my slutty slot, stretching me out, ooh yes fuck me guys. All too soon it was over as first the guy behind slammed into me as he began to shoot into me, then his mate underneath followed suit and grunting like a pig, shot his seed into me, god my pussy was awash with lovely sticky man juice. Eventually they went limp and fell from me, they returned to their seats gasping for air, a quick round of congratulatory back slapping before the final two were now in front of me. As I made to kneel in front of them, the guy with the thicker cock of the two spoke,
“ Don’t think you need to suck us Patsy, I think we would cum too soon, if you don’t mind we would just like to get on with it” then almost shyly he added, “ any chance we could double anal you as that seems the only thing you haven’t done yet” I gulped at this, and stuttered a little as I replied,
“ Phew I, I, I er guess so, but I’ll have to have the thickest one in first, and er, er you gotta stop if I tell you, okay ?” They nodded agreement. Now double anal was not a problem to me, I’ve done it plenty of times before, but tonight I’d only had two cocks up my arse so far so I was not stretched out yet, and this guy had the thickest cock on display tonight, so I was a little apprehensive, but to hell with it, I’m here to get a good fucking, let’s go for it.
Thick cock lay down, and I lowered myself over him with my back to him, as I felt this was my best chance of taking them both into my arse so early on. I guided him to my arse and pushed down onto his solid cock, quite easily he began to slip into me, grabbing my hips he began to push up as I pushed down, we soon had his fat cock buried balls deep up my arse. I waited a few seconds until my arse relaxed on his cock, then nodded to his mate to proceed,
“ slip it into my pussy first, need to lubricate you up a bit” I told him, he nodded and lined himself up to my slack pussy, slipping fully into me easily. Ooh yes. He gently pumped me for a few strokes, then with an enquiring look on his face, he said,
“ now ? “ I just nodded agreement, I was keen to do this now, the cock up my arse felt fantastic, and I just love having my holes stretched to the max. He pulled from my pussy, guided his cock to my arse, and leaned into it, for a few seconds nothing happened, he persevered and got his reward, ooh yes, he began to slip into me, I stopped him there a while just to let my arse get used to this, then at my signal he began again. While big cock under me kept still, he began to work himself gradually deeper, slowly but surely my arse stretched to let him in, ooh heaven. He now had his cock inside me to the hilt, god what a thought, two cocks balls deep up my tiny stretched arsehole; I was aware of all eyes on me now, the watching guys shuffled around to get the best view they could. I kept the guys still for a short while, just to get comfy, and when I was ready to begin, I told them,
“ okay guys you can fuck me now, but go easy at first “.
Easy, hell no, they began to ply me with their cocks like there was no tomorrow, and the lying sods were nowhere near cumming yet, or not as far as I could make out. My arsehole had to stretch quickly, which thankfully it did, and it was no great problem, but these guys were a team, they pumped in and out together, then they pumped in and out independently, mixing it up a bit, but now I was loving it, I could sense that I would be cumming soon even if they didn’t. In and out they worked, higher and higher I’m rising, in and out, still higher, in and out faster now, still higher, in and out now as they both slam into me, they are getting closer now, still higher, harder still they slam into me. Then suddenly they both grunt, I moan out loud, as the three of us begin to cum together, two loads are fired deep into my arse as I shake and quiver with orgasmic pleasure, ooh yes fuck my arse guys, fuck it good. My whole body shudders as I cum harder than before, they thrust deep and hard as they shoot the last of their seed into me, quivering as orgasm washes over me, panting for air as I slowly start to slide off the peak, ooh yes, yes, yes. All too soon it calms down and I slump lifeless onto big cock under me, still panting for air, they start to soften, eventually slipping from me. Big cock rolls out from beneath me, as the other guy drags himself to his feet, leaving me laying there legs wide open, on view to all, both my pussy and arse wide open, spunk trickling from both, still gasping for air. I’m aware of the silence in the room, as they watch me a little concerned for my well-being after such a shagging. I need a few moments rest here. Soon I prop myself onto my elbows, still with my legs wide open, I have no shame, still gasping for air, all the guys watching me intently for my response,
“ anyone fancy a free for all now ?” I asked them. This made them whoop and cheer loudly. Tim shouted above them all,
“ Give her a few minutes lads, let have a drink first, I’m sure you agree she deserves it” they did, offering to get me any drink I wanted, but Tim already had one for me, he stepped through the gang and offered me a tumbler of whisky and lemonade. I swallowed half the drink, and the warmth soon began to revive me, I looked at Tim and winked at him,
“ I need a proper drink now Tim, will you help get me one ? “ I said as I drained the glass and gave it back to him,
“ sure will, I’ll hold the glass shall I ?” This seemed to puzzle the guys, until I lifted my arse a few inches off the floor and Tim held the glass under my arsehole, and as I pushed down, a fart and a splutter from my pussy and arsehole, and the cum began to trickle from me into the empty glass, then Tim gently probed my holes with his fingers, working every last drop of man juice from me, as he held the glass half full of spunk and pussy and arse juice up to me, I said,
“ impressive guys “ then to their dis-belief, I tipped the lot down my throat and licked my lips,
“ now we are ready to party aren’t we guys ?” They cheered this remark and moved towards me.
Now I think it had only been about thirty minutes since I sat on Matt’s face, so in half an hour I had taken eight loads of spunk, 4 up my pussy and 4 up my arse, I’d had a straight DP, a pussy DP, and an anal DP in that short time, and only one or two of the guys had stiffened up ready to go again, hey ho, soon put that right,
“ Okay guys, fuck me ! “
They grouped around me and hands were all over my body, feeling my tits and squeezing my nipples, stroking my arse and rubbing my pussy, fingering both my holes.
I found a limp cock and took him into my mouth, it was curvy dick the first, you know the one that came up my arse before letting me have the pleasure of his full length, I was going to put that right, as soon as my mouth has got him good and stiff again I’m sitting on him. I sucked him deep, stroking his balls, tickling his arse, he grew in my mouth, stiffer and stiffer, he’s nearly ready now, I take him into my throat, this seems to spur him on as he thrusts at my face, he’s now as stiff as he’ll ever be, better get him up my arse quick. I manoeuvre him onto his back on the floor, and moving the other guys aside I straddle him, with my back to him I take his full length deep up my arse in one stroke, ooh that’s good, as I begin to ride him, fingers are again at my vacant pussy, three fingers slide in easily, I have a good view in this position, I can clearly see the guy trying work a fourth finger into me, still I’m riding curvy up my arse and he’s lasting longer this time. Four fingers deep now and he’s working his thumb in as well, the cock up my arse is going well, he’s thrusting up to meet me now,
Oh god, he’s got his thumb in now, ooh fuck he’s gonna’ fist me, his knuckles are pushing my pussy lips now, twisting his hand and pushing, he’s slipping into me, ooh god, his full fist slides deep into me, curvy is still pounding my arse, how good does it get. Viciously he pummels my pussy showing no mercy, curvy slamming my arsehole, my juices are flowing freely, he grunts below me as I feel him start to shoot deep into my arse, he must feel the fist in my pussy, vigorously he empties himself, still the fist is going in and out of my pussy, curvy gives one last thrust as finally he empties his seed into me, and I’ve still got a fist deep in my pussy. Some of the other guys want to try my arse while I’ve got a fist in my pussy, so curvy moves from under me, keeping the fist inside me I manage to roll over onto all fours, fisty now lays on the floor pumping me hard, but now my arse is in the air ready to be fucked again.
Two more guys fuck my arse while I’ve got the fist up my pussy, and I think it was Matt who face fucked me, slamming his cock down my throat, sending the first lot of spunk of the night directly into my mouth, my pussy and arse being worked, god I’m loving this, all three holes at once. The fist is pulled from me with a farting sloshing sound, and now they decide to give me another double up my pussy, this is no problem now, after the stretching from the fisting two cocks slide easily into me, both burying themselves balls deep in my sloppy slot, I look round the guys, one or two are desperately tugging on their cocks, trying to get stiff again, some just happy to watch for now, still two cocks slipping in and out my pussy, another limp cock in my mouth,
Got to get him stiff, it’s looking like he could be the last stiffy tonight, suck him into my throat, oh yes he likes that, two cocks still pumping my pussy, getting faster, getting closer, the cock in my mouth getting harder, ooh yes, two cocks jerking inside my pussy now, grunting as they start to cum, he’s fucking my face now, think he wants to shoot down my throat, all three cumming together now, two up my pussy and one deep down my throat, slamming into me, gasping for air as they pound into me, warm salty spunk running down my throat as two loads are dumped into my pussy, ooh yes, this is good. The guys calm down and stop pumping, every last drop taken from them, eventually they remove themselves from me, leaving me to look round at the guys, searching for another stiff cock, all I can spot is one almost up to full length, I beckon him towards me as I reach for my two dildoe’s, I push one dildo into my arse and one dildo into my pussy, they enter fully and easily, I now invite the guy to slip his cock into me, any hole he likes, still rubbing his cock which is now getting stiffer still, he elects my arse, lines himself up and lunges forward alongside the dildo already in place, easily now his full length enters me, and the two dildoe’s are tightening things up for him, he pumps my arse, faster and faster, I urge him on, “yes fuck me, fuck my arse” as I grab his arse and pull him into me, he can’t take much of this, and soon he’s firing seed up into my arse, ooh yes , every last drop pumped into me. He rolls off and another guy takes his place, slipping into my pussy, this is good, I didn’t think there were any guys left standing, so to speak, they had all cum twice, and guys need a longer recovery time than us girls.
He worked hard, pounding me, sweat pouring from him as he eventually managed to make himself cum again, I urged him on as he finished off spunking my pussy.
That definitely looks to be the lot, they are all limp now, that’s my gangbang for tonight over now. Still on my back legs spread wide, a dildo up both my pussy and arse and spunk seeping from my holes, I remove the dildo’s and lick them clean, hoping this dirty act might arouse a cock for me, but no, they were spent. It had been good, although I could have taken more,
“ Thanks guys, that was terrific, any one got one more for me ? “ they all shook their heads, “ sorry Patsy you drained me” or “wish I could, but that could take too long now”
“ Okay guys, thanks anyway” as I picked myself up from the floor. Tim appeared with another drink for me, was he trying to get me pissed here?, this was another large tot of whisky he’s giving me,
“ Here you are Patsy, thought you could use a drink”
“ Thanks Tim,” a thought crosses my mind “ hey, you could fuck me now Tim, you must be stiff as aboard by now “ The guys were already getting dressed now, but they heard my remark and waited for Tim’s response, in the hope of a bit more action to watch, he replied,
“ I’ll save it for later Patsy, Matt will take you up to the house to let you get cleaned up now, I’ll clear your things up here for you “ the guys realising there was no more to be seen tonight continued to dress and start to leave, “ Thanks Patsy, perhaps we can do it again soon “ or “ you one hell of a slut Patsy” or “ wish my missus would give me some of that anal” they shouted as they left.
“ thank you guys” I replied “ best fucking I’ve had for months, you’re a real bunch of studs” making them feel good about themselves, then turning back to Tim,
“ Its okay, I’ll clean up when we get home”
“ We’re not going home yet”
“ Oh yeah sure, where are we going then” I asked him. Tim looked at Matt then replied,
“ Matt here has fixed you up with a session with the ‘Nightmare Squad’ and you are due at midnight, so you’ve got about forty minutes to get ready”
“ Who the hell is this ‘Nightmare Squad’ anyway? “ I asked. Matt replied this time,
“ Come up to the house and clean yourself up Patsy, and I’ll tell all I can while you get ready, that okay ?”
I was curious now, so I agreed to Matt and Tim’s plan to clean up, eager to find out more about this ‘ Nightmare Squad’
I’ll let you know about it soon.

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Sue taken to hotel

Sue and Max go to a nightclub where Sue is picked up and taken to a hotel. A gentle story, not as violent as some of my others.

Tender Love Hurts

High School students fucking around….plain and simple. This is another get back, this time with some of my unworthy adversaries from High School

TRC – Oni and the Farmer Ch. 3

Back again!
There is an… uncomfortable… scene in this chapter. There are no details or graphic de***********ions, but it does happen and I feel I would be doing a disservice to my readers if I didn’t say something beforehand.
Blu

Trapped part 2

I’m not sure how long I slept or even if I did. But I found myself pinned under daddy; by his breathing I could tell he was asleep. His weight felt good, reassuring. I know that might sound odd to you, but then again you might be a man, but a woman will understand what I mean but that. Lovingly I ran my hands up and down daddy’s back. At some point daddy had removed his clothes. I was disappointed I want to watch him strip. Maybe even strip him. But to be honest I could not be that disappointed, feeling the heat of flesh against mine. The soft hair the covered his chest tickled my nipples and my tummy, and I found myself getting wet again. His back was perfectly muscled and no back hair like some daddies. I raked my nails down his back. And wiggled in his sleep. I giggled softly. So daddy was a bit ticklish. Again I ran my nails down his back, again daddy jumped, again I giggled. I guess I was a little louder this time, because I found my hand pinned over my head. “So picking on a poor sleeping man. Not too smart for a little girl that is ticklish all over and when the same little girl is pinned, and naked that really does not speak well for her.” Daddy said moving my hands so he could hold them with one hand. He ran his free hand down my rib cage. Causing me to wiggle I bit my bottom lip to keep from laughing. “So my hot little captive, you think you can keep quiet.” Daddy teased, before I could nod my head or reply in anyway, his mouth closed over one of my stiff nipples. “Mmm.” I purred, Daddy laughed “It wasn’t too hard to break you. Remind me never to tell you any top secrets.” He sucked at my nipple again, this time running his big hand over my bare hip, down my thigh. I tried to shift so that his hand rubbed over my heated pussy, but daddy only laughed, “Now baby girl I see you’re hot and ready, but the thing about love making is that it is not always fast, in fact some of the best loving making is slow, and teasing.” With that he ran his hand up the inside of my thigh stopping just the merest inch away from where I wanted him to touch the most. Daddy smiled down at me. “What do you want baby girl.” He asked. I knew enough now to know he would not let me get away with a general answer as I did before. “Touch me daddy, touch my pussy please.” His hand slip up, until he was cupping me, slowly he rubbed up and down, using just enough pressure to drive me insane. Every so often he would slip a finger between my swollen lips. “God baby you are so wet. I have never seen a woman get this wet before.” “Only for you, daddy, no one has ever gotten me this hot before. Please daddy can I suck your cock?” I don’t know if it was my words or the look on my face, with a moan daddy rolled off of me onto his back. “Do what you want baby.” He said turning his big beautiful body over to me. For the first time in my life I felt powerful, almost as strong as daddy.
Slowly I ran my hands over his chest pinching his nipples, until they too stood as poky as mine. I wondered if a man’s nipples were as sensitive as a woman’s I leaned over and flicked my tongue over his nipple. Daddy moaned; this made me even bolder. I sucked the hard little nub into my mouth, letting my teeth graze it lightly. Daddy winced. “Did I hurt you?” I asked pulling back. “Fuck no!” daddy barked making me jump. “sorry baby no you didn’t hurt me, in fact that felt wonderful, your mother never uses her teeth, and I have asked her to many times.” With that knowledge I leaned back in, this time biting his nipple not hard but firmly. I felt daddy’s cock jump, hitting me in the leg. I laughed; daddy looked up at me confused. “Looks like a man doesn’t have to tell a girl what he likes.” I said indicating his cock. “Watch.” I bit him again, and again his cock jumped. “Your body tells me.” I ran my tongue down his chest to his stomach, there I bit again; and again his beautiful cock jumped. Daddy laughed, you’re too clever.” I placed my hands on his chest, I don’t know what came over me but I raked them down his chest to his hips, leaving red marks. At first I thought I hurt daddy but then I say the pool of precum on his hip. ”God damn! You little hell cat.” Daddy moaned. I could tell he loved it, and I could also tell he never tried it before, but daddy liked a little pain. I ran my tongue over the scratches, daddy’s cock danced. Reaching down I grabbed it, not hard, but firmly slowly I began to jack him off. Daddy was in heaven. His hips moved with each stroke. I moved down, to get a better look at daddy’s cock. “My god daddy your cock is beautiful, not at all like the tiny pale thing of Dylan’s. Daddy started to say something but I ran my claws over his thighs, his cock reacted. Some more precum oozed out. It was time to full fill that thought I had three years ago. I leaned in a licked the droplet off of daddy’s cock.
The taste was mind blowing, I could not get enough. Soon I was stroking daddy’s cock while sucking on it. Doing all the things I have seen in porn movies. Daddy had to clamp his hands behind his head to keep from stopping me. His arms were straining. God he look so hot like some kind of Greek god. Looking at him I think he would be Ares. The god of war, after all look at his sword. Ok I know what you are thinking a little carried away and maybe you are right, but it’s my dream come true so let a girl get carried away. Well anyhow soon daddy was hipping into my mouth, while I sucked him for all I was worth, I felt daddy’s cock twitch, and his balls tighten. “Baby I’m going to cum, you better stop.” He said but I only sucked harder. “Honey I can’t hold out much longer.” He said trying to pull away, but I dug my claws into his hips making him stay still. “Oooo fuck! Oooo my god.” Daddy grunted as his hips slammed forward, he grabbed the back of my head pushing me down at the same time, at first I choked as the first load shot down my throat but I quickly learned to relax my throat and let it slide down. Daddy shot so much cum into my mouth I could not swallow it all, it shot out of my mouth over his cock and down over his balls. Daddy moaned and jerk, until every let drop was shot from his balls. When he stopped I pulled back licking my lips. “Mmm daddy you taste so good.” I leaned in and cleaned his cock, then his balls. I loved the manly taste of him.
Daddy’s cock began to get hard again, I am not sure who was more surprised me or him. “Hell cat you are a bad influence on this old pecker of mine.” He teased; it has never been this hyper to go again so soon after an orgasm like that. I started stroking him again. I wanted him hard, I needed him hard, and daddy must have seen that need on my face, because he pulled me up beside him. With you being so small, and also being a virgin I think it might be better if I go in a little on the soft side.” Trusting daddy I opened my legs as far as they would go. Daddy smiled “That’s my girl.” He moved between my legs and started rubbing his cock up and down, letting my juices coat his cock head. The feeling is hard to describe but it was more than wonderful, and then he slowly pushed his cock into my tight virginal hole, I felt my body open a little wider for him. It was not uncomfortable, at least not yet. So daddy pushed in a little deep. This kind of hurt and my body tightened. Daddy stopped moving, giving my body time to relax and adjust. But the second he pushed in again, my body stiffened. “Relax baby girl, it won’t hurt so much if you just relax. He rubbed my arms, and played with my nipple, but my body just could not seem to relax. I looked up at daddy, and he was straining to hold himself still, his muscles bunched, and sweat was rolling down his back, there was a pules throbbing in his temple. “Are you relaxed?” I ask. “FUCK NO! I HAVE NEVER BEEN SO GODDAMN TENSE IN MY LIFE!” he answered honestly. I couldn’t help it I started laughing, I laughed so hard, and body shook so hard that my legs opened a little wider, daddy took that second of unguarded time to slam through my innocents. It hurt like hell; tears began to run out of my eyes. “I’m sorry baby I promise it won’t hurt long, and soon it will feel wonderful.”
I don’t know when it happened or how, but in a matter of minutes I felt a new feeling, something that was almost like pain, but it wasn’t pain. It took a few minutes to separate it from the pain, it was fullness, I looked down between daddy and I and I could see how my little pussy was stretched around daddy’s cock, I could also feel him getting harder inside of me. I shifted slightly not wanting to hurt myself. Daddy must have felt me move, in one swift move he rolled us over until I was on top and he was under me, I felt him sip deeper inside of me, I also felt my juices leaking out over him. “Now hell cat go at your own pace, use daddy’s big ugly body to please yourself.” “It’s not ugly, I think you’re beautiful.” Daddy laughed.at my words, when I realized just how silly that sounded. I laughed so hard on top of daddy; the feeling was shocking between our bodies shaking it felt like a vibrator deep inside of me. Soon I found myself moving back and forth, and then in little circles. All while daddy laid perfectly still, letting me move and slide, finding out what I liked what I needed. Note my friend you cannot get such understand, such strength, from younger guys. That’s not to say that daddy couldn’t be fast if I wanted him to be, but he knew this was a very important move for me. He knew that he could make this very good for me or very bad. That control comes from living, and experience. Not knocking younger guys, but I will stick to my older lovers thank you.
But again I got sidetracked, sorry. Not long after our laughter died away, that daddy must have sensed I need more. “Now baby you are control, you decide how fast we go, how much of my cock you want inside of you.” “I want more daddy I more of you inside of me.” I moaned out. Daddy chuckled. “Bounce up and down baby. “That’s it baby, oh fuck baby girl you’re so tight.” “You feel so big inside of me daddy; and so fucking good! Oh my god your cock is stretching me.” I was bouncing faster, harder trying to get more and more of him inside of me, but it wasn’t enough. “Daddy fuck me, please fuck me. I need you to daddy.” Daddy rolled us back over, grabbing my ankles and tossed my legs over his shoulder, soon he was pounding in and out of me, grounding out with each hard stroke. “Fuck yes daddy fuck me, fuck your little girl.” My claws raked up and down his back pulling him into me. “Ohmm god baby girl, I don’t know how much longer I can last.” Daddy moaned out slamming deep inside of me. I could feel his balls slapping my ass crack with each powerful thrust, it was driving me crazy. “Oh fuck baby, I can’t, I can’t keep going.” Daddy slammed into me faster and harder. I felt daddy’s hot cum splash my insides, and I lost control. Something wild and primitive took over. I slammed into his him, my nails dug brutally into his back, and my teeth clamped on the thick hard muscles of his shoulder. “Oh shit baby, oh fuck that’s it bite me.” More cum shot out of daddy’s cock.
I’m not sure how long daddy pumped inside of me, but I knew he shot a huge load, I could feel it running out of me, and it was driving me crazy. I felt daddy pulling out.” NO! Don’t stop.” I tried to hold him inside of me, but daddy pulled out, before I could complain he shoved two fingers into me. “Faster, oh my god daddy harder.” Daddy’s finger fucked my hard, it hurt but it also felt so incredible. “Oh fuck “I humped against daddy’s hand. With each thrust daddy’s palm would press hard against my clit. I was in heaven. “Oh daddy I’m going to cum, I’m going to cum so fucking hard!” as I spoke my dam broke. I felt my juices gushing out. Hitting daddy on the chest; soaking him clear to his lean hips. Daddy moved up my quivering body and held me in a loving hug. “Goddamn baby girl! I never knew such a small body could hold so much cum.” He teased rubbing is chest on me. I could only manage a feeble little smile. My body was spent. But I felt so wonderful.
I don’t know if I drifted the next thing I knew daddy was telling me to go shower and he’s take care of the sheets. Shakily I made it to my feet, my legs felt bowed. “Shit daddy I feel like I have been on horseback for days.” I said putting my hand on his shoulder to keep myself steady. Daddy’s laughter got cut off with a hiss of pain, I looked down and saw right where my hand was a huge bite mark. “Oh my god daddy I am so sorry.” I said moving for the bathroom to get a warm washcloth. Daddy grabbed my hand. “For what baby girl, you were fantastic, a creature of pure sexual energy. Wild and untamed, do you know how many men will envy me, or how many would worship you if they could have seen you the way I just did. I can honestly say baby girl I am a lucky man, do not get me wrong your mother is wild in her own way, and god knows I love her, but you kitten, my god if I live to be a hundred there is now way I could find another one like you, and now I can honestly say I worship two women. He stood and hugged me. “I love you daddy.”
The shower did me wonders; all the little aches and pain seemed to wash down the drain. I looked at myself in the full length mirror naked and looking at myself. There was no change, well maybe a few little ones, like the fact that my lips were still puffy from his kisses, and my body still seemed ultra-sensitive. But the big change was in my nipples they seemed to be stiffer now, and even the cool air tingled. The spark in my green eyes was new as well, but it made me look impish. I grabbed a t shirt from my bag, and headed for the kitchen I was all sudden starving.
Looking around I decided to treat daddy, he loves steak and eggs. So I pulled two steaks from the freezer, and put them on the counter to thaw, to hold us over until they did I made us a veggie plate, I found daddy sitting by the fire, he looked worried. For a moment I thought maybe he was feeling guilty about last night. “Daddy?” I set the tray down and moved over to him. Daddy looked up and gave me a weak smile. “Look out the window.” He said pointing at it. I moved to the window wonder what it was he wanted me to look at, when I got there at first I was confused I could not see anything, the window was so hazy, Then I realized it was snowing, no not snowing, it was storming. A blizzard! At first this made no sense this time of year it never snows not even here; once when we were kids we had flurries but nothing that stuck. “Looks like your flurries brought some friends.” Daddy said from behind me. I did not hear him, but there he was. “It’s ok kitten I already looked into the food stores and as always Mrs. K over stocked, and since it is just the two of us there is more than enough food. Later when it slows or stops I’ll dig a path to the wood pile; thankfully Mr. K only put it a few feet out the back door. For now we have plenty in here. “What about mommy and John?” I asked not taking my eyes off the blowing snow. They called and left me a voice mail, I called your mother back, they were worried last night when we never called, she thought we got caught in the storm, I assured her everything was fine, and that the phones where out for a bit.” Daddy pulled me into his warm chest, it was then I realized he was not wearing anything but a towel. “Don’t worry baby girl we will be fine, and in the mean time I am trapped in a snow bound cabin with a gorgeous perfect love goddess.” He kissed the top of my head, and cupped my breasts through the t-shirt. I leaned back into daddy, arching my back.
Daddy chuckled and took my hand, as he turned to head back to the chair I saw his back. “Oh my god daddy your back?” “Looks like I got in a fight with a wild cat don’t it?” he smiled. I could only stare at the damage I had done. I wondered if my face was as pale as it felt. It must have been. Daddy dropped my hand, and left the room, the next thing I knew he was back carrying a huge mirror from his room. Daddy set it in front of his chair. He sat down and pulled me into his lap. He turned me so that I was facing the mirror. I was right my face was as white as sheet. “Daddy I am so sorry about your…” He placed his finger on my lips. “Shhh Kitten. Like I said there is nothing to be sorry for. I was totally amazed by you last night. You don’t know how many women hide or control that side of them. History I am afraid has taught women the wrong things, telling them that if they enjoy sex they were whores or sluts, and that they would go to hell. True today’s society looks differently at sex, it is more open more understanding, and women are now encouraged to enjoy sex. But a hundred years of conditioning cannot be thrown out in a few years. But you kitten, you are all natural, your know what you want and you totally enjoy it, you get carried away by it, and any man would love that no matter how many scratches and bites he had to endure.” As he spoke he pulled my shirt over my head, I sat there on daddy’s lap totally naked. “Look at yourself kitten.” Daddy ordered. I looked at the little figure on daddy’s lap. She was small, a bit pale; her hair was down and floated around her slender shoulders. Her green eyes still sparkled impishly. Her breasts where firm and stood up proudly. Daddy was right I maybe small but my breasts where rather large. Daddy cupped my breasts. “See they are perfect, they fit in my hands nicely.” Daddy tweaked my nipples. “See how fast your nipples harden.” He pulled and pinched, and rubbed my breasts; with each touch I felt a fire flow through me, like liquid lava. Soon I felt my juices dripping from my pussy. Daddy felt the puddle I was making on his lap.
Daddy took my legs and place one on each arm of the chair, looking in the mirror I was spread across daddy’s lap. My pussy was shining, and dripping. “You baby girl were made for a man’s cock. Look how wet, and hot you get.” Too prove his point he rubbed his hand softly up and down my wet pussy. “Mmm oh daddy.” I leaned back against him, pushing firmly into his hand. With a chuckle daddy slide a finger deep inside of me. Slowly he fucked his finger in and out of my pussy, the sounds and smell of my sex filled the air around us. I closed my eyes. “No keep looking in the mirror.” Daddy said his voice getting husky with his own need. I opened my eyes and looked at the creature before me. Daddy pushed another finger inside of me. “Do you like that?” daddy moving his hand in short fast strokes. “Oh yes daddy, but… but please daddy go deeper.” I tried to move into his strokes but daddy held me still. “Not yet. I want you to see what I see. What captivated me last night?” Again he being to move his fingers in and out going deeper with each stroke. The juices flowed from me. Soon daddy’s whole hand was covered in them. “Oh yes daddy that’s it. Oh fuck that feels so good…” I needed to cum, I was so hot. And watching daddy finger fuck me was making me even hotter. The longer I watched the more I loved what I saw. What I saw was a very hot girl, totally in need of cumming; her pussy was wide open, and the fingers moving in and out of her where wet and slippery. Her clit stood out like a little cock, hard and wet; and in need of sucking. Deeper and deeper daddy pushed into me. Soon I could not sit still. “Oh god daddy faster. I need to cum daddy please make me cum!” daddy pulled his fingers out of me. “Make yourself cum baby, please yourself for me.” He whispered in my ear.
Daddy moved his hand up in front of my nose. “Smell how hot and sweet you smell, your scent drive me crazy baby girl, so warm, so womanly. And your taste!” he sucked my juices off his fingers. That was all I could take. I quickly shoved two finger deep inside of myself. “That’s it baby.” My other hand rubbed my clit hard. “Oh fuck daddy!” soon I was an animal humping into my hands, grinding my clit. Body started to shake; I felt my pussy close tightly around my fingers. “Cum for daddy baby.” Daddy said playing with my nipples. “OH! FUCK! Daddy!” moans of lust slipped from my lips. I couldn’t take my eyes of the girl in the mirror, her face took on a glow, her breasts bounced, her hips pounded forward. She was wild, untamed, an animal made for fucking, and beautiful… In that second my body let go. My cum shot out of me like a train, it gushed so hard and fast it splattered the mirror. Daddy’s lap became so wet he had to hold me so I didn’t slip off. My body shook so hard, daddy wrapped his arms around me, as shock after shock ran through me. My body seemed be floating, I could not feel daddy’s lap under me. I don’t know how long I sat there, waiting for my heart to slow down, and the world to come back into focus. Daddy was whispering softly in my ear. “Breath kitten, breath.” Daddy chuckled.

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Tommy Gets his Slave 4

This is a story that exist in a universe where slavery was not abolished and blacks are still property; it takes place in modern times. If this offends or use of the N word offends you then do not read this story.

Deep in Macy. Part 2

Well, long dicks were preferable, and they were the first to get in Macy’s hot mouth. Macy was licking and sucking new cocks in a very spunky manner, but even though, there were too many cocks, and the guys couldn’t wait. One of them was really weird. He was patting Macy’s cheeks with the dickhead while she was sucking somebody else’s penis. I thought it was time I let somebody else use my girlfriend’s asshole.
As soon as I made a step aside the guys circled round her body so I didn’t see anything at all. But I could hear her moan, the guys groan and sigh. I suddenly realized it would take me time to get my turn to fuck MY girlfriend so I decided to go get myself some beer first.
Guys in the hall were gushing about the new girl who lets everybody fuck her holes. Yeah, Macy stole the show. When I peeked in the room, I saw her impaling her holes on new cocks, those were new guys coming in the room to take part in the gangbang, while the rest were sitting around, happy, satisfied, watching the show. Macy was on her knees, a guy was pounding her wet slit, while she was giving head to some other guy standing in front of her. Her soft butt was trembling with every hard friction. I saw a line of guys, waiting for their turn to screw her tireless pussy, mouth and shithole.
I couldn’t help but admire my babe’s enthusiastic performance. She was so zealous sucking their stems. The slut was ready to get all the new cocks inside her body. I looked round to see smiling faces. She was a great fucker, everyone was perfectly satisfied!
A large guy was fucking Macy in the doggy style, cumming on her round butt. There was a lot of sperm on her back, some was dry, some was dripping on the bed sheet. He was surely not the first to cum on her butt that looked wet and slippy in the lamp light. I knew for sure that everyone of Macy’s new lovers would be happy to fuck her again, and I knew Macy was anticipating the fun.
A new guy took his place to ram her vagina, while she was vigorously sucking some new pink dickhead. I just wondered how come she managed to do so many things at once! She was sucking a dick, while her hands were jerking two more, she was so insatiable, filled with lust and never ending desire to fuck harder and longer every time she got a new cock in her insides. I was fascinated by her manner to let strangers use her holes freely and do anything with her: they could feel up her breasts, caress her hands, fondle her butt and her back.
Everytime she saw a new penis in front of her face, before sucking it deep in her mouth she looked in the guy’s face with admiration and love, equally pleasing a fatso with a huge belly, a muscular guy with a huge cock and big balls, or a geek with an average size pecker. Her pussy was never empty and waiting for caress. One dick was replaced by another, it was a non stop sex marathon! Whenever Macy felt het pussy free of a dick, she looked round and twittered something like: “OK, so who’s the next?” Judging by her face, she was thrilled to feel and be treated like a real whore.
There was camera snapping heard from every corner. The guys used their phones to get a pic of Macy sucking two cocks at once, or getting ass-drilled, or getting a cumshot on her back.
All of a sudden, Macy jumped off the dick ramming her, turned round and lay on her back, spreading her legs wide, invitingly. She beckoned a guy in a motley bandana. He came up to the girl and entered her pussy with his penis. I saw her looking at me from behind his wide shoulder while he was fucking her hard. She was smiling smugly. A door flung open and I saw a girl stepping inside the room. She glanced at the bed, said ‘oops’ and shut the door the same moment. It made everyone laugh but it didn’t mean the gang bang was over. The man in the bandana was groaning silently, showing Macy was really really good at fucking no mater what position she took.
Macy was smiling lustfully getting a new prick in her insatiable gushing slit. She was never satisfied. She was a real nymphomaniac. She was always hungry for group sex. So, her mouth was soon stuffed with a new cock. She was so skillful at blowjob! She was protruding her lips, pressing them tight round the stem, helping herself with a hand… she opened her mouth drinking sperm. Some drops hit her cheeks and lips.
The party host came in the room. He entered her mouth with his cock, closed his eyes in pleasure and enjoyed the fun, pounding his balls against her chin. Then he entered her hot pussy to screw Macy. While she was impaling her slit on his penis she got another dick in her mouth, squeezing the balls in her hand, pleasing the guy with her lips.
If only all those studs knew Macy had a boyfriend and he didn’t mind watching her fooling around with somebody else and was watching her performance right there in the room, they would be all really surprised and ‘d surely consider me a total pervert and freak.
The next in the row was a guy with a fringe. I remember seeing him when we just got in the house. Macy whispered she didn’t like him. But a couple of hours later she let him screw her anyway! His dick was first dipping in her hole, then he sped up. He was fucking her for a couple of minutes, then he made a couple of deep frictions and came in her twat.
“Juicy slut,” he commented.
There were many people in the room but some of Macy’s partners left right after cumming. The line of newcomers was endless. There seemed to be new guys coming every few minutes. Macy was so into the bang that seemed she didn’t even notice new cocks were coming over an over again, all she really gave a shit about was having a cock in her mouth and her holes. She was winking at me, cheering her partners up. She did enjoy the drill! She was trying to get all of the cum in her mouth, she’d already drunk a lot of semen! I saw her lie with her legs spread wide and her juices stream down on the bed.
By the end of the party Macy was on the bed with three most insatiable studs, with all other partners sitting around the place watching a great show of petite Macy and three huge guys ramming her holes. The guys saw she was so sex-crazed she was ready for anything, so they were fucking her in a foursome with one of them lying on the bed and Macy mounting him, with the second entering her asshole, and the last one getting his dick in her mouth. It was so awesome to see my girlfriend squeezed between their bodies and two hard stems sliding to and fro in her holes…. I was ecstatic!
When the party was over, Macy went to take a shower and was about to go home. On her way out of the house some guy pressed her against the wall, bent her frontward, raised her skirt, took his hard penis out of his jeans and entered her pussy. Macy didn’t really mind it. Somebody else heard the noise and joined the pair. The one, fucking her didn’t get enough yet, so seemed there was gonna be a fight. Macy lifted her eyes at the newcomer and said:
“Stop quarreling boys, I’ll please you both.”
Well, as soon as the first guy’d climaxed, Macy let her new friend ram her pussy real hard.
So, after that party Macy became a renowned whore in the neighborhood. Once soon after that party, one of the guys who had a foursome with her, invited her over to a party with his friends, clearly stating that they needed her there to have a wild gangbang. He promised her many new hard cocks, and Macy just couldn’t say no.
Later she told me she had a fuck with five guys, pleasing them all together and having fun with all five of them individually. She said she was walking round the house naked, letting them fuck her anytime they wanted. By the end of the day four more guys arrived, so she had to suck cocks of all four of them.
So, while writing it now and I’ve just got a message from Macy reading: “2 guys’ve just fucked me hard. One was fuckin’ my cunt and I was suckin’ the other. It was great.”

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Stacy

………………………….., brrr…, dam cool in this house !
……Pat wondered what she could do to get warm. Stacy and her husband kept their home cool at night. Better for the lungs Pat knew but she was freezing her ass off as she lay on the chesterfield. This light blanket was not doing it for her.
……Gerald was Pat-s boss. He owned G & S Renovators. Pat did his books as a side job to bring in extra money. Stacy and Gerald had thrown a party in their home for sub-trades, regular clients, and employees. ……Pat came alone; she had no one… She would stay the night and Gerald would drive her home in the morning after breakfast. Pat got along very well with the Hubbard-s.
……Pat was lying on the chesterfield shivering when she saw Gerald walk past on his way the bathroom, Gerald was illuminated by moon light shining through the window… Gerald was only wearing shorts…, Pat was embarrassed. Even more so upon hearing him pee; she waited until he was going back to bed before she asked him;
— Gerald, is there another blanket, I am freezing.
— Climb into our bed Patricia…, Stacy-s there; she will not mind you sleeping in our bed… It will give her a break from my snoring. Gerald chuckles.
— Where will you sleep?
— I have some estimating to do Patricia. I will finish up the estimating and sleep on the cot in that spare room at the far end of the house. It is a dusty old thing…, but I love it. It is so dam comfortable Patricia. Oh, excuse me…, Patty babe. Gerald laughs…, so do I.
[ Gerald likes to keep it formal, he calls me Patricia. Stacy affectionately calls me Patty babe. ]
……Our conversation went back and forth until my cold feet ended the conversation, I finally agreed. I climbed into bed with Stacy. Stacy and I got along very well, and there had never been anything sexual between us so I went to bed happy to get warm.
…… [ Climbing under the covers I got close to Stacy and woke her. ]
— Whoa, you are freezing there Patty babe. [ Patty babe…, it sounded funny; Stacy had a slight lisp. ]
— Brrrrrrrrrrr, I know.
……Stacy moved in close and hugged Patty.
……Pat was about to move away but the warmth of Stacy-s body felt so good .
— Yikes ! Patty babe, you are so cold my nipples are hard….
……Stacy pushed her chest into Patty-s arm.
……Pat felt Stacy-s hard nipples. An odd thing to do she thought…, but Stacy-s body gave off heat and right now that was the number one to Pat.
……Stacy: Stacy is aggressive; you can always count on her to say what she is thinking.
— Here, turn around, we will spoon… Stacy says.
……Pat flips her body about and Stacy snuggles up to her from behind. It feels nice and warm. Pat was going to speak but could not think of anything to say.
…..Stacy slips an arm between Patty-s neck and the pillow, snaking her arm about Patty until her left hand is on Patty-s right shoulder. Stacy moves her right hand onto Patty-s stomach pulling the two women tight.
………………..Pat feels secure all wrapped-up in Stacy-s arms.
……Pat lay in Stacy arms, not giving it a second thought as to how this might look; more importantly, Pat is getting warm.
……She had always liked Stacy. Stacy is a cute average sized woman with black hair and big brown eyes; her best feature Pat thought… Stacy-s nose is small-ish with a bit of a point to it. She has a small pouty mouth, more than capable of delivering sassy comments. In Pat-s best judgement Stacy has – A – cup breasts.
…… Stacy-s legs and arms are a bit thick for her height. She has a little bulge on her tummy but nothing that takes away from her attractiveness. Pat had overheard some of the men making comments about Stacy-s rear; according to those guys she has a great ass. Pat has no opinion on that topic.
……Pat was getting nice and arm and was thinking of pulling away from Stacy to get a good night-s sleep.
……Stacy likes Patty. She especially likes her modest nature. Stacy wants Patty-s body and has for quite awhile now. She insists that Patty babe be invited to these parties.
……Stacy had plans to get Pat drunk enough to seduce her. Perhaps the cold would take the place of booze this night. Stacy-s plan begins to unfold.
……Pat, Patty to Stacy, and Patricia to Gerald, is four years older than Stacy-s twenty seven years. She had been married…, but was divorced some eight years back.
……Stacy liked two things about alcohol; one, alcohol is great in creating a party atmosphere and two, it can be very helpful in the art of seduction. Stacy had discovered this in college and used it effectively.
……Stacy had gained some insight into Patty babe… First, Pat never masturbated, it is a sin; secondly her ex was a lousy lover. To Stacy this meant a frustrated woman ripe for seduction.
……Stacy smiled… Patty is in her bed…, boozed up…, and although she is not drunk enough to take advantage of…, she is snuggled up to her, nice and close. Stacy intends to use this opportunity to her advantage.
……Stacy knew all she needed to do was think about Patty for a minute and she would have the nerve to act. Stacy knows she was an aggressive woman; it has paid off in the past.
……Pat is a tall girl, five ten, a natural blonde with brown streaks supplemented with golden tips. She has blue-grey eyes, a straight nose and appealing lips. Her facial shape is of a heart…, Stacy thinks…
……Patty has beautiful hands and feet; with lovely slim arms and long slender legs. Patty-s most outstanding feature would be her breasts. She has a nice ass but her tits are fantastic, a – C – cup to be sure. Stacy loves Patty babe-s tits.
……Stacy smiled as she remembered how she feigned needing a towel. Stacy had asked Patty if she could come into the bathroom while she was showering. Patty unlocked the door and skipped back into the shower. Stacy stayed a few minutes chatting. When Patty washed her hair Stacy got up on the toilet and looked into the shower, the shower is made of an Etched opaque glass.
…..She watched for many, many seconds, appreciating her friend-s naked body. When Patty lifted her arms while washing her hair, Stacy got a first-hand view of those gorgeous tits.
……Stacy was ready to make her move in THE seduction of PATTY BABE. She liked to call it a seduction when talking it over with her husband; who is a definite facilitator in Stacy-s endeavour to get Patty babe.
……Stacy knew Gerald thought Patricia was a fantastic human being. He knew she had not been made love to in years. If Stacy could give Patricia an orgasm then that was ok with him; as long as it was not a problem during business.
……Stacy knew her husband; nice as he was, Gerald had a bit of a perverse side to him; and for that Stacy was eternally grateful. Men she thought, you can always count them when it comes to sex.
……Stacy inhaled Patty-s hair fragrance
— You smell great Patty babe…, I love you.
……Pat reached behind her touching Stacy-s face.
— I love you too honey. Pat replied.
……She thought how nice it was to have a friend like Stacy… In moving her arm to touch her friends face Pat opened herself up.
……Stacy took hold of Patty-s raised arm, sliding her hand along Patty-s arm, guiding Patty-s hand to her mouth. Stacy kissed Patty-s hand softly…, kissing each finger separately, looking at Patty-s beautiful eyes.
……Pat turned her face to look at Stacy in the dim light provided by the streetlights. She smiled warmly at this woman who was kissing her hand. What a nice thing to do Pat thought.
……Pat was wearing flannel pyjamas. They had a tie around the waist with accompanying elastic. Her top buttoned down the front. In her tossing about one of these buttons had come undone.
……Stacy slipped her hand under Patty-s top moving her hand to Patty-s right breast. Gently squeezing her tit…, sliding her nipple between two fingers. Patty-s nipple stood erect the moment Stacy touched it.
…… NO !
…… It sounded like – OH – to Stacy.
….. Pat went to speak…, she started to move in defence of herself but was unable to stop Stacy as the sensations brought on by Stacy-s touch ran through her.
……Pat-s breath caught in her throat, her head went back some, she stopped breathing for many seconds. Her mind numbed and body was paralyzed…
……Ohhhh…, the sensation of being touched…, Pat-s body was tingling, her skin raised goose bumps as what seemed like electricity ran through her body…
……Stacy felt Patty move, then freeze with her back arched, and her head back slightly. Running her fingers over Patty-s nipple ignited Stacy. She felt her juices run past her lips onto her upper thigh.
……With her confidence bolstered Stacy moved aside allowing Patty-s body to roll back. Continuously kneading her breast, and squeezing her nipple, Stacy opened her friends top exposing those gorgeous big tits. Stacy-s mouth swooped in on the lonely breast, lips pulling at the nipple, sucking Patty-s tit. Stacy worked Patty-s tits until her nipples were hard as stone.
— OH GOD !
……She moved a hand to the tie on Patty-s bottoms, pulling gently on the fabric cord until it untied. Stacy slipped her hand into Patty-s bottoms seeking out and finding her pussy. Slipping her hand between Patty-s legs she squeezed her nearly virgin friend.
……Pat moved to stop Stacy but once again her defences were laid waste by powerful sexual feelings. Pat was unable to mount any form of resistance to Stacy-s loving touch.
……Stacy adjusted her gaze so she could watch her hand pull up and out of Patty-s pyjamas, catching a glimpse of Patty-s — Mons de Venus — as it pushed against her panties creating that familiar mound.
……Stacy ran her fingers to Patty-s waist, along her waist band and slipping her hand into her panties…, feeling Patty-s warm, sexy tummy. Reaching her goal she rubbed Patty-s crotch, squeezing firmly.
…… Pat moaned, her legs slightly open.
……Stacy-s fingers found Patty-s pussy. Stacy pushed a finger carefully into her friend-s wet vaginal opening. Fingering Patty for a short time Stacy brought that moist finger to her mouth tasting her friend.
— Mmmmm, you taste good Patty babe.
……Stacy pushed her finger into Patty-s body again, gently fingering her. Pulling her finger out she placed it near Patty-s mouth. Patty turned her head away from Stacy-s finger.
— No, taste yourself honey, a woman should taste herself.
…… Pat moved her head and Stacy pressed her finger to her lips….
— Open your mouth honey.
……Pat cautiously opened her mouth and Stacy pushed in that wet finger. Pat tasted herself for the first time in her life.
……Stacy finger fucked Patty-s mouth slowly, making sure her friend sucked on that finger. Watching her finger move in and out of Patty-s mouth was so erotic Stacy had a small orgasm.
……Pat briefly looked to Stacy but returned quickly to her own sexual sensation, sucking on Stacy-s finger. She had very little experience sexually, despite being married for nearly two years.
……Stacy knew Patty was getting close to orgasm… She had to slow her down. Stacy wanted to explore Patty-s body before she let her orgasm. Virgins, Stacy thought, and smiled, could this get any better.
……Stacy pushed the covers back while getting out of bed. Stacy was wearing a night gown with nothing underneath. In one move Stacy was naked in front of Patty.
……Patty-s eyes grew large as she saw her Stacy naked.
……Stacy looked at her friend, enjoying her reaction.
……Stacy could see Patty becoming self conscious. She went to the closet, a mere fifteen feet away and retrieved three of her husband-s ties; including his favourite black one. Gerald would enjoy the irony.
……When she returned to the bed Patty had pulled her top closed over her breasts. She looked scared.
……Taking Patty-s hands one at a time Stacy tied each wrist separately.
……Pat was mortified at what was happening. She had no idea how to get out of this situation.
……Stacy tied the ties together about the bed headboard; Patty-s arms were over her head. Stacy looked at her friend, Stacy smiled;
— You look petrified honey.
……Pat was petrified, no doubt there.
— Do you remember last year when we went to the mountains and you were so afraid to go tobogganing. I told you it would be ok. You trusted me then Patty and you had a great time. Trust me now.., I will make you a very happy girl…
— Ok ! She answered meekly.
……Pat was frightened. Her friend-s reassurance did nothing to quell her fears.
……Stacy kissed Patty, softly, lovingly:
— I would never hurt you Patty, I love you. Now, let-s get that body of yours worked up again… Stacy gave Patty a warm smile.
……Stacy new that she was going to get what she wanted, her smile hid her agenda. Patty was going to be ravished; her body would be exploited to the maximum. Stacy intended to take full advantage…, what a fantastic body, and unbelievable skin.
— I love your shyness Patty babe…
……Stacy opened Patty-s top once again showing off those gorgeous tits. She leaned forward whispering; — You have fantastic tits Patty…
….. Pat blushed.
…..The light provide by the bedside lamps, which Stacy had turned on, was more than enough to show Patty-s embarrassment. Stacy laughed;
— See what I mean !
…… She kissed Patty again, this time with more passion.
……Stacy kissed Patty brushing her lips lightly across Patty-s mouth, teasing her, darting her tongue in and out of Patty-s mouth, licking her lips with the edge of her tongue.
……Pat moved her face from side to side as the kisses tickled her lips.
……Stacy loved teasing Patty. Stacy kissed Patty in a teasing fashion several more times.
……Pat eventually shivered, and giggled a little…
………………….With the tension broken, Stacy moved quickly to Patty-s tits sucking on her nipples, biting gently… Patty flinched, letting out a small squeal.
……Pat opened her mouth, her head back expecting another bite.
……Stacy did not disappoint, sucking, licking and gently biting Patty-s tits. Pulling her nipples with her lips; pulling her nipples with her teeth.
……Stacy raked her teeth over Patty-s tits…
……Each time she stopped, Pat would hold her breath, waiting for the next time Stacy would suck or bite her tits. Pat-s nipples were hard and at least an inch long.
……Stacy marvelled at those long nipples… Stacy ravished those tits for five or six more minutes.
— I cannot get enough of your breasts Patty; you have such fantastic tits…, and your nipples are perfect.
……Pat was so enamoured with Stacy-s assault on her breasts she did not notice Stacy-s hand pushing her pyjamas past her hip bones.
……Stacy moved her mouth to Patty-s ear while holding her, whispering loving words into Patty-s ear. Stacy pulled Patty to her and in doing so Patty-s left hip left the mattress. As Stacy-s words of love titillated Patty, she slipped the bottoms over Patty-s hip and past her cheek.
……Stacy coyly ran her lips from one ear to the other ear, rolling Patty to her other side, capturing her attention with soft whispers.
……Pat-s body tingled; she was drowning in the lovemaking of her friend. Nothing registered in her mind above the sexual feelings she was experiencing.
— I am going to curl your toes Patty babe !
…… Pat did not understand that expression. It was then that Pat noticed her panties and pyjama bottoms were at her knees. Pat tried to sit up to pull her panties and bottoms up. She had forgotten Stacy had tied her to the bed.
— No…, no honey… Trust me…
…… Stacy softly spoke these words to Patty.
……Pat lay back; she gulped knowing her pussy was exposed.
……Stacy kissed and touched Patty-s feet, toes and calves; sucking on her toes, licking her legs.
……Pat once again was overwhelmed by her friends love making. She knew her legs were open, but that seemed trivial now… laying there…, enjoying Stacy-s love making… until she felt a tongue touch her clit. Pat jumped.
— Ungh !
……Stacy flicked Patty-s clit… Stacy loved the taste of this woman, her smell. She kept licking, sucking and poking Patty with her tongue.
……Pat-s legs opened, her knees came up, inviting more of the same from her friend. Pat felt such warmth toward Stacy. Her trust complete, not thinking for one second about anything other than the sensations her body was experiencing.
— WOW ! I never ——— Pat exclaimed.
……Stacy had had a second orgasm…she could not help herself. Stacy slipped a finger into Patty. Stacy was losing control she was so turned on. She even pressed a finger to Patty-s bum.
……Pat never noticed…, hips moving erratically. Pat moaned; she sighed; her breathing coming in gasps… and sometimes not at all.
……So sexy all that gasping. Stacy loved the power, too control Patty like this…
……Stacy smiled; a wicked thought crossed her mind. Stacy moved her right hand between her own legs, fingering herself.
— Patty babe, would you please suck my finger. It is so sexy and really turns me on ?
……Pat opened her mouth eager to do something for Stacy. She felt Stacy-s finger enter her mouth. It tasted funny but she did not care. Pat sucked on that finger; she swallowed as the saliva built up in her mouth. She heard Stacy groan. She felt Stacy orgasm. Pat felt proud to do that for Stacy.
……Stacy nearly fainted when she saw Patty suck on her finger. Stacy-s own juices were on that finger. Another orgasm rolled through Stacy, stronger than the last one.
……As Stacy settled from her orgasm, she thought how Patty-s seduction had been far more rewarding than she could have ever hoped for. Patty-s body was so sexy, she was so easy, so pliable. Her need for sex left Patty defenceless.
……Stacy thanked the asshole who had married Patty. Fucking jerk had abused Patty… Thank God Gerald intervened.
……Stacy re-positioned Patty so her ass was in the air, her head down. This exercise gave Stacy time to cool her temper…
……Stacy retrieved her vibrator.
……………….. Pat waited…, she knew she was wide open. Pat did not care. Stacy could do what she wanted Pat thought…she had given Pat the best sex she had ever experienced.
……Stacy moved in behind Patty. The view of Patty-s ass took her breath away. Bending her like this, bum in the air, was…, maybe…, the sexiest thing she had ever seen.
……On her knees, Patty-s vagina was slightly open and her anus stretched tight. Stacy positioned her tongue next to Patty-s bum and pressed her tongue against Patty-s anus.
……Pat felt Stacy-s tongue on her bum hole.
— No…, no…, not there, that is my bum.
…… Stacy pushed her tongue inward, Patty-s anus opened some and Stacy began to lick this lovely woman.
……Pat started to protest; Pat started to move; Pat —, … stopped,—-. She could not believe it felt this way…, she was lost…
……It took time, but Stacy got her tongue into Patty-s ass; she was going insane, her tongue doing Patty babe-s virgin ass. Stacy pushed her tongue in as far as it would go, God she was tight. Stacy had a long tongue and had used it this way before; ah…, a College education.
……She heard Patty moan. Stacy powered her face into this gorgeous woman-s ass. Swirling her tongue around, rimming Patty-s ass, tongue fucking her, she felt Patty-s hips buck, and buck again.
……Stacy felt Patty-s orgasm, her anus pressuring her tongue, her ass bouncing as she came. Stacy forced her tongue to stay in Patty-s ass.
……Patty came a second time, or was it a continuation of the first orgasm, Stacy did not care. Stacy continued her assault on Patty-s ass…, pulling her tongue out and gnawing on her, and then tongue fucking Patty-s ass…all the while playing with Patty-s clit.
……Stacy loved the sound of Patty moaning…, Stacy ravished that perfect ass.
— God woman…, you are driving me crazy ! Stacy said.
……Pat smiled, she had already had several orgasms; she was happy she pleased Stacy.
……Stacy inserted a finger into that shapely ass, her finger slipped into that small wet hole easily…Stacy fingered Patty-s tight ass…
…… Aaaaaaargh…, to be the first… Stacy finger fucked Patty-s ass…
……Stacy took her hand and fingered herself, and then, using her own juices lubed Patty-s ass. She did this several times until Patty-s ass was well lubricated… What a rush !
……Stacy forced in a second finger; fucking Patty-s ass…stretching her…
— Ungghh !
……Stacy bit Patty-s bum; gnawing on her cheeks….Stacy knew she was losing control….she did not care…
……Pat could feel Stacy nipping at her ass. It hurt a little, Pat did not mind. She wanted to give her friend some pleasure. Pat could feel Stacy-s fingers in her ass, it is an odd feeling she thought, and it hurt a little but it also felt kind of good.
……Pat was dead tired. Pat thought it must look comical, her ass in the air, tits crushed into the mattress; hands tied over her head. God only knows how her hair looked. She hoped it was not too bad.
……Stacy reached for the vibrator. Moving herself around, Stacy turned on the vibrator and touched Patty with it…
……Pat felt Stacy moving about. There was too much going on for Pat to follow it all. She just stayed still, hands bound above her head; waiting.
……Stacy moved to straddle Patty, immobilizing her. Stacy had the perfect view of Patty-s ass and pussy. Stacy had total control.
……Pat could feel Stacy-s mound against her back, her bone digging in, and the warmth coming from Stacy-s body sent an odd sensation through Patty-s body. Feeling a woman rubbing her clitoris on her back… Stacy was shaved… Pat felt Stacy-s juices running down her back…
……She heard the vibrator buzz… Pat felt Stacy touch her with the vibrator. It felt like she had touched a bare wire; her body jumped. Pat was sure her body was vibrating…
……Stacy loved the way this beautiful woman-s ass moved. She drooled on Patty-s ass at the sight of her lips swelling; her cllit growing…, watching Patty-s juices appear and run out of her.
……Peering down Stacy looks at Patty-s pussy; like a fine craftsmen…, Stacy applies her trade…
……Patty-s ass never stops moving…, so sensitive…, bouncing…, jerking…, twisting…
………………………..Stacy is rapt…
……Stacy dismounts Patty…, she rolls Patty onto her side…, and lifting Patty-s leg Stacy slips between those gorgeous thighs… Stacy pulls herself and Patty together; wedged between each other-s legs… pussy to pussy.
……Pat feels herself rolling onto her side…, she is exhausted. She sees Stacy-s foot near her face… Pat reaches out and touches that foot…she holds it…, her ties have come undone.
……Stacy grinds her pussy into Patty-s, feeling the heat of an-other woman, her wetness, her softness…
— OMG !
———————————————————————————-
……Gerald watches his wife.
……Standing back in the shadows in the hallway, Gerald has watched for the past ten minutes or so. His wife and Patricia…He has never seen his wife this hot…and Patricia…Wow…he never would have guest.
……Gerald smiles as he watches…, Stacy squirts a little, spraying herself, Patricia, and anything within a few feet of the two women.
……Stacy collapses:
— I love you Patty…
— Me too honey…. I have never experienced anything like this in my life Stacy… I am exhausted…
…………………………………………….. [A pause of several seconds]
— I bet my hair is a mess.
……Stacy looks at Patty, and smiles:
— Come honey…, let-s head to the second bedroom; that bed will be dry…
……Gerald quietly walks away smiling. He hears Stacy laugh. Gerald ambles down the hall. That is Patricia alright; Gerald chuckles to himself as he slips into his favourite cot. Tucking himself in, smiling at what he has just witnessed.
……Patricia is practically raped by his wife and she is concerned about her hair.
……Gerald closes his eyes… Visions of Stacy and Patricia replay in his mind… Patricia sure has a body on her…, maybe —
…… Gerald sports a wicked grin:
— I see a raise and full employment in Patricia-s near future …
………… Ungghh …, what an ass!

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Witchcraft

Having supernatural powers, Ann completely dominated her husband Albert.
With his wife as boss, Albert had to do all the house work. Ann, on the
other hand, did nothing of the sort. When arriving home from work everyday,
she always told Albert to get dinner ready. Further, after they ate dinner,
and Albert had the dishes done, Ann ordered him to her feet telling him to
kiss and worship her toes. Also, whenever it pleased her, she would stand
up and pull down her skirt and panties, turn around, and finally say, “Kiss
my ass.” Being an ass man at heart, he worshipped her rear quite well.
All in all, life for Ann and Albert was very structured, having everything
follow their command obey power structure. In general, she was the sadist
and he the masochist.
One day in the morning on a weekend, Ann decided to go to the mall shopping
and take Albert with her. After getting dressed, both left the house and
went down the driveway toward the car. However, despite his general
subordination in their relationship, Albert all of a sudden got the idea
that he could assert himself.
Getting into the car first, he placed himself behind the wheel. Seeing
this, his wife became angry, saying, “ Get out and go in on the other side,
I’m driving!”
Refusing to obey, Albert responded, “ No, I wanna drive today.”
Infuriated by his defiance, she resorted to witchcraft, snapping her
fingers, and giving the man a evil grin.
A few moments later, Albert began shrinking! Becoming smaller and smaller,
he continued shrinking while seated behind the wheel. The shrinking process
went on for about ninety seconds. Finally, it stopped with helpless Albert
reduced to three inches in height!
Moving a bit closer to the open car window, Ann peered down at the man with
a wicked smile, saying, “ Well now, what have we here?” Going on, she said,
“ It looks as if you’re not driving anywhere; you’re so small, you can’t
even reach the wheel.”
Realizing his mistake, he began begging for mercy, “ Please make me big
again, please, I’ll never disobey you again!”
“I’ll bring you back as before when it pleases me, for now you’ll remain
small.”, replied Ann.”
Next, she ordered, “ Move over to the passenger seat, now; let’s move it!”
Looking up into her piercing eyes, fear saturated his entire being.
Quickly, the tiny creature crawled over, for now she appeared as a giantess
with all the power in the world!
After he repositioned himself, Ann got into the car. Setting herself down,
she placed her beautiful curvaceous ass right next to him.
Dressed in a light colored pair of slacks, she looked great with her attire
presenting the full shape of her attractive body.
As she sat next to Albert, he couldn’t help but look up and admire the
elegant side of her rear. Gazing up at it, he remembered the previous night
as he kissed her behind. Staring away, he now wondered if she’ll have him
do the same in his reduced state!
Starting the car, she next backed out of the driveway, driving off to the
mall. When she got there, Ann turned to look down at her husband, saying, “
I guess you’ll stay in the car while I go shopping; I’ll be back in about
twenty minutes; no use window shopping; since you’re not with me, this
trip’s gonna be quite fast.” After saying these words, she got out of the
car, taking her purse with her. A short while later, Ann returned to the
car, opened the door, and entered the vehicle, again placing her gorgeous
ass next to the tiny male. Starting the car, she said to Albert, “ Let’s go
home now, I just bought something I would like to try on.” Shifting into
gear, she drove off and headed home.
After pulling into the driveway, she turned off the engine, opened the car
door, and got out, taking her purse and a package with her. Reaching over
for Albert, she raised him up by one tiny arm, dropped him into her purse,
and pushed the car door shut. Ann casually went to the house and unlocked
the front entrance. Upon entering, she closed the door behind her. Standing
in the middle of the livingroom, the sexy female emptied the contents of
her handbag upon the floor. Everything fell out, including helpless little
Albert.
Just standing there like a fool, he looked about and saw female toilet
articles way to large for him to lift. All about him loomed the images of
womanhood, lipstick, a tampon, a mirror, and whatever else women usually
carry in their purses. Like giant beings in their own right, the objects
mocked him as he stood inept, feeling smaller than ever.
Next, squatting down, Ann took everything up except for Albert, placing the
items back into her purse, and finally throwing the leather object upon the
solfa. Looking down at the little man, she said, “ You look so cute, I
could just eat you alive!”
As she bent down, reaching for Albert, he put his hands up and yelled, “
No, no, please don’t!”
With the man in her grasp, she tore off all his clothes, saying, “ You must
taste pretty good.” Ann next began licking him all over his naked and tiny
body. Licking away, she got him all wet from head to toe. Satisfied, the
lady set him back down upon the floor. Feeling humiliated, he realized the
complete insignificance of his being in relation to Ann’s total greatness.
Staring down at Albert, Ann ask, “ Wanna see what I bought at the store?”
Walking over to the livingroom solfa, she picked up a small package that
she previously dropped upon the couch after entering the home. Opening the
package, she presented the contents to Albert, asking, “ Look, do you like
them?”
“Yes”, he simply responded.
The opened package contained a black bra together with a black pair of
panties.
“I think I’ll try them on.”, said Ann.
Right before the awe struck little Albert, she proceeded to undress
herself, removing everything, and eventually standing naked before him.
With no self control, he couldn’t help but stare up at her beautiful and
magnificent body. Transfixing himself upon her breasts and ass, he said, “
You’re the greatest thing in the world!” Being helpless to resist the power
of her appearance, he stood belittled before the greater glory of the
superior female physique.
Taking up the new underwear, she put them on. Next, she went back into her
sexy black leather highheeled shoes. Together with the footwear, the black
lingerie generated the complete image of control upon his mind.
Walking closer to her property, she looked down at him with one hand
resting upon her hip, saying, “ Don’t you think I look sexy?”
“Yea.”, answered Albert.
“Show me you think I’m attractive and start jacking off.”
Obeying, Albert began playing with his tiny prick, masturbating until his
dominant mistress told him to stop. Squatting down, she raised up her toy
again by one of his arms, standing up straight afterward. Lifting him right
before her face, she said, “ My ass and pussy need some adoration, why
don’t you start to worship them for me.”
Watching her pull open the back of her panties, he yelled, “ Ann, what are
you doing; c’mon, please!”
“Putting you in your place where you belong”, she replied.
Moving him toward her backside, she dropped him in. Sliding down her ass
crack, he finally came to rest at the bottom of her panties between her
asshole and cunt. Albert began moving around somewhat, causing her to
experience pleasure, making her wet. As he felt the warmth of her genital
area, he heard from way above, “ Yes, yes, keep moving, oh yea, that feels
so good!” Albert continued moving about, more in an effort to crawl to the
top of her waist line, yearning for fresh air. Slowly climbing upward, he
constantly rubbed his body against her pussy. Being truly elated and
stimulated, the witch continued to exclaim, “ Oh yes, oh yea, I want you
inside of me, yes I do!”
After climbing for a while, Albert finally reached the top of her panties.
Looking down, she saw his tiny frame and said, “ Oh no you don’t, you’re
going right back where you belong, you little worm!” With that, sorceress
picked up her victim, and with her other hand, pulled down her panties to
her thighs. Taking a firm hold on Albert, she proceeded to push him up into
her pussy! As he moved in, she couldn’t help but say, “ Yes, yes, that’s
the feeling I’ve always yearned for; keep squirming about you little piece
of shit!” She continued pushing him all the way into her cunt. Next, as she
moved him in and out, the feeling of his tiny body was spectacular, nothing
she experienced before could equal its sensuality. Truly, she was in
heaven, a paradise made only for women who love dominating men. Not only
was she overwhelmed with pure sexual delight, the woman was struck with a
power surge, going through every corner of her being. For her, power and
sex were the same thing, the domination of women over men, and an
expression of female superiority.
After using Albert as a dildo for a long length of time, she was finally
satisfied, reaching several orgasms. Ann pulled him out and placed him back
upon the floor, asking, “ Wasn’t that great?” “ I think we’re gonna have to
do this more often.”
“Please Ann, let’s not do it anymore, it hurts when you move me back and
forth.”
“ Tough shit little guy, its my way or nothing.”, she resounded.
Looking down at the helpless little male, Ann next said, “ You know, I’ve
really gotta shit!”
Albert just stood there and stared up in terror and amazement, pleading, “
No, please Ann, no!”
Ignoring his words, she picked up Albert and walked over to the bathroom.
After raising the toilet’s lid, Ann pulled her panties all the way down and
set her ass upon the bowl. With Albert in her hand, she took a shit!
Hearing the sound of her waste hit the water, he next smelled her shit as
she did her business.
When finished, she got up off the fixture and placed Albert upon the toilet
seat, saying, “ Look down at my shit, you little nothing, look at it, its
greater than you are; yes, there’s more to my shit than to your entire
existence.”
While speaking, she got down on all fours, reaching for some toilet paper
in the process. Handing him the paper, she said after pushing her ass
directly in front of him, “ Here, wipe my ass you little slave.”
Hesitating, he begged, “ Ann please, don’t do this to me!”
“ I said wipe my ass or I’ll push you over the edge and flush you down!”
Having no choice in the matter, he wiped her ass clean, taking a full ten
minutes due to his small size. Nevertheless, the humble task was completed.
After he was done, she said, “ Throw the paper over the edge.”
With the paper in the water, she got up, turned around, and flushed the
toilet. Standing atop the toilet seat, Albert watched the paper and shit
swirl to their ends.
Looking down at him, she said, “ That’s what’ll happen to you if you in any
way cross me or make me angry.”
Frightened, Albert responded, “ Yes Ann.”
Ann pulled up her panties and then raised the little man by one of his
arms. Going back into the livingroom, she placed him upon the floor,
saying, “ This house needs some cleaning, I think you’d better start by
picking up all the lint from the carpet; I want this place completely clean
or you can join my shit down the pipes, you little piece of scum.”
Gazing upward, he yelled in desperation, “ At my size, it’ll take forever,
please make me taller so it won’t be so difficult!”
Laughing, she exclaimed, “ Fuckyou, that’s the whole idea, making you
suffer gets me off!”
He stood there and begged further, “ Ann, c’mon, please!”
Raising her foot, she brought the sole of her stiletto shoe a few inches
over his tiny frame, saying, “ If you don’t get to work now, I’ll have some
work getting a stain out of this carpet.”
With the underside of her magnificent pump moving slowly downward above his
head, he yelled, “ Ok, ok, I’ll get busy, please don’t kill me!”
Smiling, she moved her foot away.
Albert began his work. His toil became a major task, for she insisted that
he do all the house work with no regard to his small size. Further, she
made him clean the bathroom with a toothbrush. In addition, she even made
him do the wash. He had to clean all the clothes by hand. The work taking
hours, he had no time for himself. Time and again, he pleaded with her, “
Please make me normal again!”
However, she only laughed and said, “ I told you before, you’ll be back to
normal when it pleases me, and I can assure you, that’ll be quite some time
from now.”
Albert had nothing to look forward to, save the slavery of everyday
existence. Day after day, he worked and worked. She ,on the other hand,
would do nothing, only sit before the television or read a book. Moreover,
she mocked him constantly; he was nothing to her but a piece of property.
In the end, she never returned him to normal. He remained an insignificant
three inches in height for the rest his life!
The End

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Calving Signs – part 3

“You’re having a tea party?” Terri said, sitting at the kitchen table. She itched awkwardly at an exposed leg. Her grey sweats had been nearly destroyed by the work. At her Mom’s suggestion, she was trying out a baggy pair of shorts. After a week it felt a little strange to show any skin, but it did help with the low-level heat that filled the house.
“Book club,” Anne said. She was making canapés. And she had another one of her titillating dresses on, a green one with a white sash. It had a v-neck that plunged to the center of her chest. Two breasts poked out on either side. Terri had hesitated to ask, but they WERE bigger, weren’t they?
“Then what’s the book?”
“We didn’t actually get around to picking one,” Anne admitted. “But that’s why we’re meeting. To pick a book for next week.”
Terri rolled her eyes.
“Your eyes are going to stick like that if you’re not careful,” Anne said.
She rolled a piece of bacon around a fig. Terri nearly drooled. Why was she so hungry, all the time? Did it have anything to do with her newly irrepressible sex drive?
“Good! Then I’ll go around freaking people out with my all-white eyes. It’ll be great,” Terri said. “Who are these women?”
“Oh, you know. Ladies from the neighborhood. Mrs. Pritcher. Mrs. Scoaler. Mrs. Taylor…”
It was a nearly complete list of the prudish, busy-body women that staffed the Calving PTA and spent most of their time disapproving of things.
Terri opened her mouth to say as much, and Anne stuffed a fig in it. It was delicious. Her train of thought plunged off the rails.
“Go take a shower,” Anne directed. “I’ll give you one of my dresses to wear. You, dear daughter, will be serving the tea.”
Terri tried to fight back.
But the fig was stuffed with ricotta. And all she could do was nod.
* * *
Terri closed the bathroom door and examined herself in the mirror.
“Oh geez,” she murmured, to herself.
She was busting out in curves all over. That damn ice cream!
Already her rail-thin body was a memory. No longer could she see three bony ribs floating just underneath her boobs. Now her body was increasingly sleek and well-fed, almost glossy, rippling with a new bounty of curves.
What hadn’t gone to her hips had gone to her boobs. They had inflated like party balloons over the past week, swelling from mere bumps to the honest-to-goodness breasts she had had before college. Her hips were embarrassingly wide, back to the child-bearing country curves she had been so mortified by.
Not that she looked BAD…
“No more ice cream,” she told herself. That had to be it. That stuff was 90% fat. Whatever Reverend Flynn put in it, it was overencouraging the part of her genetic makeup that wanted to be described as “buxom.”
She eased her growing form into the shower. For the first five minutes she dully scrubbed herself.
“Okay, Terri, be honest with yourself,” she said, watching the hot water dribble down a small expanse of honest-to-goodness cleavage.
She was starting to get turned on… by pretty much anything. It wasn’t just at the end of the day, anymore. All morning Terri had caught herself day-dreaming about boys… sex… slutty little outfits she remembered from college…
A few minutes of the torrent of steaming water, and she started feeling red hot. Already her re-inflated nipples were perking up.
Terri eased a finger down to her snatch. She was starting to seriously considering shaving. Considering how much time she was spending down there, her pubic hair was just an irritation.
“No!” her mind told her, dragging her libido to the back of her head. Not now! Tonight. The tea party women would be there any minute!
Terri flipped the dial to ‘freezing’ and waited for the wet tingles to fall away.
It took a very long time.
* * *
“Oh, thank you, dear,” Mrs. Taylor said. She was in her mid-40s, with carefully crafted Mom hair that hadn’t been restyled since 1986. Terri refilled her mug to the brim. She made a face when the older woman couldn’t see.
The whole experience was mortifying. Serving tea. Acting like a… waitress… while the ‘ladies’ gabbed at each other. They all wore tasteful and boring dark-colored dresses, and had their legs crossed.
But what was most embarrassing of all was that she was wearing her Mom’s dress, and that it didn’t fit well. Too loose in the chest. Pinched horribly at the waist. Her two knobby knees stuck out of the bottom.
She had fought back against the heels. Anne had just shrugged and agreed.
Now she felt dumpy and short without them.
“How about The Road?” Anne suggested. “Cormac McCarthy. Oprah recommended it.”
“Oprah recommends lots of things,” Mrs. Pritchard said. She was a woman just starting to sag into old-lady. “It’s all depressing, I hear. End of the world, right?”
Anne looked cheerful. She wore a pattern skirt with a cinched black belt. The flower-covered tanktop was supposed to look demure.
“How about the Time Traveler’s Wife?” Anne tried. “Very romantic.”
“I don’t know. Time travel?” Mrs. Collie said. “It seems very risqué.”
Suddenly Reverend Flynn was there, in his black outfit. He moved quietly, and when he arrived, it was like he carried the church around with him.
All the ladies were very happy to see him.
“Reverend Flynn!” Mrs. Pritchard cooed. “Maybe you could help us pick a book. We’ve been agonizing over it.”
Flynn smiled. At all of them. His gaze lingered on Anne. “I hope you ladies had a chance to try my latest ice cream. With the pralines? You’d be surprised how hard it is to work with nuts.”
“Oh, I don’t think that’s true,” Mrs. Collie said, then looked around, suddenly mortified. Everyone else was still looking at Reverend Flynn.
He bit his lip. “I suppose the Bible would be a little clichéd,” he conceded. “How about the Invisible Man? Ellison? Lovely, thought-provoking book. I kept a copy with me in Korea.”
Terri nearly dropped the tea kettle. Flynn’s eyes glanced over at her. Then they noticed the poorly-fitted dress, and took a quick survey of the dark-blonde girl. Terri blushed.
There was a very awkward silence. There was no way Flynn could know that at least half the attendees had tried to remove the book from AP English. Right?
“Yeesssssss,” Mrs. Pritchard said, carefully. “I think we can do that. A change of pace. And I know we all have copies.”
Flynn beamed. “You can borrow mine if you’re missing out. I’ll see you ladies some other time.”
They all watched him go. Eyes, Terri noticed, locked on his rear end.
Mrs. Taylor snapped her fingers. “Oh! Anne. Dear. I quite forgot. You know I live next door to the Parrish family? Mr. Parrish has been having such a rough time with his son ever since Linda passed away. I heard that your daughter was back in town, and I thought she could get him out of the house.”
Terri had missed most of that, watching Flynn leap up the stairs. Had he really been… checking her out?
Anne considered this. “I think I could spare her, for a night,” she conceded. “It’ll be good to get her out, too.”
Wait, what?
They were setting her up on a… date? While she was right here? Had she just stumbled into a 19th century novel? Terri spun around.
Eight eyes looked at her. Terri opened her mouth, and shut it again, as they looked over her body and checked it for suitability. She clutched the tea kettle to her chest, and nearly burned her boobs.
“I’ll tell him Friday at 8? It’ll be a huge help. The man needs some time to himself,” Mrs. Taylor said.
“And you’ll help him have some time to himself?” Mrs. Collie said. Her eyes went wide. She snapped her fingers to her mouth. But the others just giggled. Including her own Mother.
And Mrs. Taylor.
“Terri?” Anne said, and Terri got ready to turn her down. A blind date, set up by a.. coven of meddling old women? No!
“Can you refill the tea pot, please?”
* * *
The fight hadn’t gone like Terri had expected.
She had told her Mom, flat-out, that there was no way in Hell, Heaven, and Earth that she was going on a date with some boy she didn’t know and didn’t want to know. Terri had let herself start slow, with a list of reasons why female slavery was illegal, then built up to a hissing denunciation of chores, dishes, and in general being treated like the maid.
Usually Anne gave as good as she got, until both girls were red-faced, shrieking, and panting for breath. Then Terri would run upstairs, slam the door five or six times, and sulk.
Instead, Anne had just sat at the kitchen table, radiant behind her sharp-rimmed reading glasses, and calmly tapped the surface with a pen.
All she had said was “But you look so much better, Terri.”
Terri had deflated like a popped bag of air. Even the run downstairs had felt forced and unnecessary. She hadn’t even bothered to slam the door.
Instead, she ran right to the bathroom mirror.
She DID look better. Her figure had swelled in all the right places, accentuating hips and thighs Terri hadn’t known she had. Not to mention a steadily increasing bustline, even now outlining her old High School t-shirt. But more importantly, her face was bright and healthy, and her hair had grown lustrous and bouncy once again.
Anne knocked on the door. “We’re going shopping,” she said. “Into town.”
Terri took a deep breath for the next salvo.
Instead, unbidden and unasked for, an image of a bright red dress faded through her head. It was strapless, and cut low enough to show off her new assets. She shook her head to clear it out. That just changed the color to green and cut three inches off the hemline.
“Alright,” she said, meekly. and turned back to the mirror.
For a trip to town, a t-shirt and jeans just wasn’t going to do it.
Terri licked her lips and felt them tingle.
* * *
On Monday, Colleen slammed the front door shut when she arrived home.
Neal was in the living room, sitting cross-legged and playing some video game.
“Hey,” he said, eyes locked on the screen. “Welcome home. How was your day?”
“Terrible. Very bad. We’re getting regulatory pushback from the State, and the entire factory needs… can you look at me when I’m talking?”
The petite girl wore dun-colored slacks and a sheath-like white blouse. “Did you do anything today? Besides video games?”
“Dinner’s ready,” Neal said, meekly.
He waved at the table. A chunk of white chicken and boil-in-bag rice. “I made some phone calls, but nobody needs a web designer in this town,” her husband said.
Dinner was rubbery. Afterwards, Colleen stripped off her work clothes and slid into a grey pair of pants and a tanktop.
“Dishes first,” Neal reminded her, as she picked up the remote.
“Dishes.. you’ve been home all day! I’ve been out there…”
Colleen took a deep breath.
That pastor had recommended it, Reverend something or another.
“Dishes first,” she allowed. That HAD been the deal.
Behind her, while she was up to her elbows in pans, the sounds of video games tinkled.
Colleen was ready to turn around and spit fire when the music stopped, she heard feet padding over….
And then Neal’s warm, strong hands were caressing her backside.
Colleen nearly bit her tongue.
“Thanks for all your hard work, honey,” he said, and then returned to the game.
The manager just stood there.
What had just happened?
Something about her husband’s grip had sent sparks shimmering through her rear end. Her whole body tingled with droplets of pleasure. She could still feel the heat of him, fading away.
Her snatch suddenly glowed cherry red.
* * *
On Tuesday, she did the dishes without a single word. Neal seemed pleasantly surprised.
That strange pleasure had been in the back of her mind all day long.
Twice she had lost her train of thought during a meeting. The first time, she had caught her staff—all men—watching one of the pneumatic secretaries walking out of the room. The girl had impractical heels on, and a skirt that rode up with each swaying step. Just watching the shimmering rear had caused her to simply… trail off.
The second time, she had shifted in her chair, and felt an echo of that odd, fun feeling when she put pressure on her ass.
Colleen realized, with sharp surprise, that she had been looking forward to doing the dishes all day long.
When Neal sat back on the floor she craned her head back and watched him from over the sink.
“Hey, Neal?” She called over, softly. He paused.
“Yeah?”
“Thanks for everything,” she cooed.
Neal smiled and got up. Colleen stuck her butt out in eager anticipation. And—yes!—when he approached, he put those same sexy hands back on her sensitive ass.
This time they stroked up and down. Blasts of sexy fun shot through her mind. Rippling through her head, getting her hot. What was going on? Her butt had never been a big deal. But now all she could think about was getting it touched… fondled… showing it off…
Colleen moaned in the back of her throat. “Don’t stop that,” she pleaded.
“Stop what?”
“Your… butt massage. It’s… relaxing.”
“Is it?” Neal sounded surprised. But it kept those heavy hands locked on her rear end. This time they softly climbed up and down. Colleen closed her eyes.
“Yeah… I mean.. I’m under a lot of stress,” she said. God, the feelings were starting to climb up her pussy. How long had it been for them? Three weeks? Longer?
“Always happy to massage your rear end,” Neal said.
“It makes dishes a lot more fun,” Colleen said, and sighed, happily.
* * *
On Wednesday, Colleen crept off during lunch and bought a brand new skirt. It was floral yellow, and tight, with a feminine little zipper up the side. And a new bra, since the existing one was getting tight.
This time, when her colleagues watched the bouncing asses of the new secretaries, she just smiled. It was hard to blame them, after all. The girls had round, padded rear ends, pertly displayed in tight jeans or tiny skirts. Any man would admire them. And would want to come up behind, put their hands around, and rub a hard, insistent cock up against the back entrance.
It was only natural.
Colleen felt like an old woman in her usual black pants. All she could think about was the slippery new thing in her bag. She had spent over twenty minutes just looking at herself in the mirror.
This time her husband met her at the door. She gave him a burning, needy kiss and immediately disappeared into the bathroom.
“Dinner’s getting cold,” he called out, sometime later.
Colleen emerged.
She felt hot, coursing with jets of heat, barely constrained underneath a good-to-go skirt and a rippling white blouse. Neal blinked, uncertain.
“I, ah, cooked ribs,” he said.
During dinner Colleen just sat and tried to listen to her man. What he had done. How the futile job hunt was going. Anything on his mind. Underneath the table her left hand circled on the outside of a wet pair of panties.
Just sitting down was starting to get her hot, putting pressure on the warm button that had climbed into her underwear.
“Is everything okay?” Neal said, finally.
“Oh, yeah!” she said, bobbing her head. Her fingers were starting to dance, now.
“What do you want to do after dinner?” he said. “I was thinking I could maybe light some candles… or…”
“Dishes,” Colleen said, firmly. “I want to do dishes.”
Her knees felt weak even before she stood in front of the sink. Neal waited behind her, scratching his head.
“Are you sure you want to do dishes in that skirt?” he asked. “It’s brand new, right?”
“Don’t you like it?” Colleen said. Her voice dripped sweet sugar. She stuck her rear out, towards him. It outlined every crease and curve in the fabric.
“Well, yeah,” Neal said. “I thought maybe later..”
“Do you want to.. touch it?” Colleen said. “You can stroke it and touch it and have… fun with it. If you want.”
Neal shook his head. “Colleen, what…”
“Come on, Neal,” Colleen said. She couldn’t keep the whine out of her voice. She could feel herself dribbling onto her panties. “Isn’t it a nice ass? Don’t you like your wifie’s tender little butt?”
“Yeah, but..”
“So come on and touch me!”
Her guy put his warm hand on her rear. This time Colleen moaned, thickly, and leaned forwards against the sink. The new fabric caressed and kneaded her tightly toned butt, and her body shook with the sensation. She tried to work on the dish in her hand, but the way she was trembling, it would probably shatter in half.
“Come on, get the skirt out of the way,” she said, casting a hot look backwards.
Soon it was just a belt of fabric around her waist. Colleen shivered when the open air hit her ass, and again when it climbed inside her wet panties. Neal was breathing fast now, getting into the unabashed groping. His hands started to get rough, running over her soft skin.
There was someone moaning, and Colleen realized it was her.
Soon Colleen’s panties were bunched around her ankles, and she was bent over the sink. Her tits nearly hit the water, and everything smelled like soap. Her husband rubbed with one hand just outside her dripping slit, the other hand still running up and down her butt.
Then it disappeared. Colleen looked back just in time to see her man reappear with one of the kitchen chairs.
“What..?” she said, muzzily. Thinking wasn’t easy. Most of her thoughts concentrated on the needy emptiness just inside of her pussy.
“I need a better angle,” Neal explained.
Then his fingers disappeared up her cunt. They searched, found her clit, and plunged in and out.
Colleen’s feet left the floor. She balanced like a top on the side of the counter, screeching as orgasm after orgasm swept through her brain. When it was all over with she oozed down the side of the sink, ass still glowing cherry red, a dripping pile of sensitive girl parts. Her frontside was all wet and soapy.
When she came to the manager realized she was on her knees, her pussy splayed open for her husband to see, on the kitchen floor. He still sat on his chair, eyeing her with concern.
His cock was easy to reach, so Colleen swallowed it and sucked him dry.
* * *
Colleen didn’t make it to work until Thursday afternoon.
She had gone shopping again. She had blown a month’s pay on tight shorts, hip-high miniskirts, and a new array of stockings.
When Colleen could think clearly—which was increasingly rare—she thought of her bubbling ass like it was its own person. It simmered constantly, now. Too-hot breezes would set her off, and the mere thought of her husband’s experienced hands made her shiver.
Sitting down meant that a euphoric buzz of simmering heat emanated from her happy, healthy rear end. Even the slightest pressure would set her off.
Colleen spent most of the staff meeting shifting from one cheek to the next, dribbling into her chair, while around her the boys compared notes as to which secretary was the hottest. The admiring glances they slipped her didn’t hurt, either.
Afterwards the petite brunette had sashayed around the office, in her new, towering heels, and dropped her pen seven or eight times. For practice.
“What’s wrong with me?” she thought later, behind a locked door. Two fingers pumped out a needy, juicy snatch. She couldn’t sit down without igniting an eventual orgasm. Work was a joke. She spent most of her time thinking about Neal’s oozing cock.
One of the secretaries floated past, just outside. Colleen could tell because of the giggling.
Then she glanced at the clock. 3:30. Colleen bolted upright.
“I’ve got to get home!” she thought, suddenly frantic. She had to cook dinner, vacuum, dust, and… she shivered to think… do the dishes.
But she still took the way out of the office that led her past a long row of slavering men.
* * *
A few hours later, Colleen’s boobs were covered in hot, soapy water, barely suspended over the sink. She had braced herself on the side of the counter, and waited happily for Neal to finally push his glistening cockhead inside of her.
“Faster,” she urged, spreading her legs just a little bit wider. She hadn’t known she could stretch that far. Her rear gleamed in the overhead light, a bubble of fun and happiness.
Dinner had been a success. Neal had loved her pot roast. Then she had sat in his lap and cooed as he ate, feeling his rock-hard erection bump into her butt. He had liked the hot pink dress, too, especially the sheer stockings and the easy-access panties.
Neal finally got his cock between her legs. The first uncertain stroke nearly toppled Colleen into the water. Her husband had to grab her tits from behind to keep her steady.
Her husband. Just the thought sent ripples of fun hurdling through her already-fried brain. Maybe that’s why she had such a tender, inviting ass. To make her husband happy. He deserved it, after all. Some of those video games looked pretty hard.
Not only did her pussy glow with the delicious sensation, but the feel of his rough, hairy body slamming into her sensitive ass…
Colleen came. She shrieked to the world, luxuriating in the heat of her own body. She was just a quivering, shivering ass with a girl attached, trying to make her husband happy. Her heels hung off her spasming feet.
* * *
On Friday Colleen tried to stay on her feet.
She stood by the side of her desk and tapped on her laptop. Work had been piling up while she had been lost in a happy haze. E-mails were becoming increasingly urgent.
Her boss had corralled her in the hallway and demanded a little order. Colleen had just stared at him. Her ass had been pushed up against the wall, and it was all she could do not to grind it into the plaster. She wore a slinky yellow dress, beaded with turquoise, that wrapped around her hips. Plus two sexy stockings. She looked like a lost call girl, wandering around an office building.
Her tits were starting to feel heavy and hot, same as her pulsating rear. She had cupped them in the bathroom, and that warm glow had pricked through her head.
“What’s wrong with me?” she sighed, trying to make sense of the past week. So many orgasms, so much time spent dripping onto changing room carpets.
To type standing up she had to bend over. A man could come in, any man, see her wanton, shaking ass, and…
Colleen had tried google, but “sexy ass hot feels good feels fun orgasms” had not produced anything useful.
Colleen checked her watch. It was 1:36 in the afternoon. How could she have left her husband alone for so long? She ambled to the parking lot, climbed into the car.
The seat beneath her grew wet and sticky.
* * *
“More… more…” Colleen screamed.
That was another nice thing about doggy-style. She didn’t yell in her man’s ear. He had both hands braced against her beautiful, shimmering ass, and that long, thrusting dick was somewhere inside of her. He had come after about two dozen condom-less strokes, and she had squeezed everything into her snatch.
Then she had coaxed out another round.
Colleen wondered, between flashes of pleasure, how she could’ve been so blind. Her body was telling her: stay at home, get fucked, please your man. And what better way then presenting him with a baby boy or girl?
She was stuffed so full, bits of juices kept dripping onto the carpet. Her knees burned with friction burns. Colleen scarcely cared.
On the way home she had called and quit her job. Maybe she could call back and get Jennifer’s. If that’s what Neal wanted.
In her head she wondered just what she could make her husband for dinner.
And how many dishes she could use.

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Inside Me
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I was quietly reading my book on the recliner in the living room. Ean was off probably in his room. It was the summer, quiet, lots of free time. Mom was at work. Dad was still in the hospital. He was getting better. That’s all I knew. I was a year over a decade old though. Adults like to lie to children.
My peaceful reading was disturbingly enough interrupted by the phone ringing in the kitchen behind me. By the end of the first ring, Ean was bouncing from his room. Probably expecting a call from a friend. Before the third ring, Ean picked up. With his mumbled words, I was able to reintegrate my mind into the book. Top of the page.
Bottom of the page. I turned it. Ean walked past me and sat on the couch off to the side before me. I looked up to him. He looked a little disturbed but not quite. I never could read his emotions. He sat silently staring toward the floor. He was deep in thought for sure.
“Who was that?” I asked.
“Mom just wanted to call and say that she would be home early,” he replied monotonously.
It seemed boring enough. We were probably going out or something when she got home, that would explain why Ean looked to be just waiting with me. His deep state of thought, that was nothing new. Mom probably said we were going out to eat and gave him the choice of where. He was probably weighing the pros and cons of each restaurant in the city.
My mind faded back to the story before me. Fifteen minutes passed by, maybe half an hour; time is in a quasi state when you’re into a good book. Ean stood up and walked to me.
“Stand up,” he said. I looked up.
“Why?”
“Do you trust me?” That question from his mouth. Those words. Whenever he really wanted me to obey him, he always asked me if I trusted him. He was the smartest person I knew besides dad or mom. He never hurt me. Any jokes he did play on me always left me laughing in the end. I trusted everything to him. He was my only friend.
I put my book onto the side table next to the recliner and stood up. Ean immediately grabbed me and pulled me into his body. He whispered down into my ear.
“Dad died. Just awhile ago. I’ll always protect you.”
He was too serious. He would never lie about something like that. Dad died. No. Why?
My arms instinctively wrapped themselves around Ean. He was so big. So warm. Comfortable. I couldn’t understand a thing that went through his mind. I didn’t know why he did it the way he did, but for some reason, it felt the easiest for me. Just me and him. Standing alone hugging each other. My silent tears in soaking through his t-shirt onto his ribs.
I didn’t want to be alone then and I didn’t want mom. Mom must’ve been crushed. I would be ashamed to cry in front of her. Ean was so strong. He was my best friend. My only friend. I missed dad so much.
The distinct muffed sound of the garage door opening moved through the silent house. I continued crying into Ean’s body. Every time I tried to toughen myself up to face mom, Ean squeezed me a little harder into him. He was pressing my emotions from me.
The door opened from the garage. I meekly turned to face mom’s torn face as she entered. She looked from me to Ean. She looked almost surprised and distraught that I was in his arms, that I was crying, that I knew about dad.
“She’s stronger than you think.” The words reverberated down the bones of my brother into my jaw. Mom almost ran to us and wrapped her arms wide around our bodies.
I never really understood my brother. The more pressure you put on him, the more amazing things he did. I would be scared of his uncanny ability to manipulate any situation he wanted if I wasn’t his little sister. He swore to protect me. He was my big brother. The only thing better than having that knowledge yourself was having a big brother that did. That way I would be free from the burdens I always imagined he suffered from, but I would reap the rewards of his generosity.
I had never seen somebody look so calm in such distressing situations. He held in all emotion while moving and talking to benefit everybody around him. I would say he was incredibly selfless, but my inability to understand why he did what he always did kept me from knowing whether he was enjoying it all. What looked like nobility to me could all just be an interesting game to him. Either way, he was my big brother and I was in love with him.
Three more days had passed and the first week of high school concluded. I had chosen to take up residence next to Montana in math class. Unassigned seats had to be the best part of high school. Montana had personality, at least the kind I liked, but her math skills weren’t all that great. She wasn’t shy about that fact either.
When she suggested that maybe she should come over some time if she needed homework help, I questioned whether or not she was just bluffing confusion in math to sneak peeks at my brother. She did talk about him a lot. At least more than I wanted her to.
Apparently her and her older sister Crystal had always been a bit distant emotionally. Crystal fell into a bad crowd according to her. My brother was the best thing to ever happen to her but unfortunately he came too late.
Montana had a weird view on her sister’s death. She missed her and went very distraught when she first heard about it, but her mind played it down fairly quick. I didn’t want her anywhere near Ean. She only brought him up a few times about what her sister mentioned about him over the phone but the times she did talk about him, she raved. I loved her as a friend; the first real one I could ever remember besides my brother, but I thought it best to keep her at somewhat of a distance.
Ean was my best friend. Montana was a real friend. My only two friends. I had to keep them away from each other. Apart, they both relied on me so much. That was best. I had to make sure they didn’t meet.
It was the end of a four day week of school. What I thought would be the worst week of my life turned out to be one of the best. Dinner wasn’t the best though. Macaroni and Cheese. Also Ean kept to himself mostly after we fell asleep together. He looked better though.
I was walking from the kitchen to my room when he called me.
“Maeghan, come here.” I stopped at his room just before mine and walked into his open door. I looked at him waiting for a question. He just sat on the end of his bed looking at me. “Take off your clothes.”
My stomach turned to stone. What? What did he say? No question, no revelation, just an order, to do that!
“Right here. Get naked for me.”
I was speechless. My body was stiff and very heavy. What was happening?
“Do it – or get out of my room.”
He gave me a choice. The absolute hardest choice in the world. I wasn’t in a horny mood at all. If I had been, I still wouldn’t know what to do. I had to think back to what we did before that week. Everything we talked about. Everything I promised I would do for him. I was in the heat of the moment then. I was just an ordinary girl now. Just his fourteen year old sister.
Ean just stared at my face. Was he testing me? Was he checking to see if I was telling him the truth earlier? Seeing if he could trust me? He didn’t have to ask me verbally. This was a matter of trust. Could he trust my word? All the confusion I caused him with that night. It was now. Did I really mean what I said or just say it to make him feel better?
I meant every single word of it. Even if I wasn’t horny right then, I would be in time. I would be when I left the room and thought about all the possibilities of what could have just happened. He was my brother. I loved him. I wanted to fall asleep every night in his arms. I wanted to lose my virginity to him. I would show him how serious I was. I would damn right show him how much I loved him. How much I liked it when he touched me that night. He could trust me. If he was having mixed thoughts of me, I would make it very clear what thoughts I wanted him to promote.
I moved back my left leg and stepped on the heel of my right shoe. I lifted and pulled my foot out. I repeated the motion to remove my other shoe. I worked slowly. Ean was staring at me. I didn’t know how far he would let me go. I hoped he would tell me to stop soon enough and we could just cuddle. I felt weird and embarrassed standing in front of him slowly taking my clothes off. Although, a tiny thought stood at attention in the back of my mind; a hope that he wouldn’t tell me to stop at all.
I crouched down and lifted each foot one at a time to remove my socks. I was bare foot now. Standing before him in my jeans and a t-shirt. The moment of truth. I had to choose between my pants and shirt. He had seen me in my nightgown plenty of times; that showed off a fair amount of my legs. Pants next.
I unbuckled the belt and pulled it apart. Unbuttoned, unzipped. Ean stared at me. Not my face now, my hands. My shaking hands as they fumbled just in front of my pubic region. I slowly bent forward as I pushed my pants down off my legs and stepped out of them.
His door was open. I didn’t know why but in the empty house, I would’ve felt a little less awkward if his bedroom door wasn’t wide open.
My heart was beating soo incredibly fast. I didn’t know how I would survive this. He was so emotionless. Watching me so calmly as I got naked so slowly in front of him. I knew he could see what it was doing to me. He sat and watched me being tortured half to death.
I slowly lifted my shirt off my torso. I pulled it over my head and off of my arms. I dropped it. I was in my underwear then. My thin panties and a training bra. Mom said when she returned we would go buy some new bras for me. She said I was just about an A-cup. I felt so ashamed. So young. So embarrassed standing before of my older brother in those two pieces of fabric. His eyes scanned me. He still didn’t move or say anything. He wanted me out of those as well.
I reached behind me to take off my bra. I thought that made me look most childish in front of him. That embarrassed me the most. It fell off my arms to the ground. My little breasts were chilly in the open air. They were sweating.
Might as well end it. In one slow fluid motion, I removed my panties. I stood in the midst of the pile of my clothes. I was completely naked in front of my brother. He stared intently at my small flat body. It’s almost boyish figure.
“Come here.”
I was about to vomit from anxiety. I eagerly walked to him. I wanted him to comfort me. Tell me that I did a great job. Tell me that he loved me and everything was perfect now.
My naked body almost fell into his arms. I was so weak. I couldn’t stand up anymore. He held me. He supported all my weight. He pulled me back onto the bed with him. My naked body flipped over onto my back. I was drug up the mattress; my head rested on one of his pillows. He pulled off of me and sat crossed legged next to me on the mattress, staring down at my naked little body.
“Masturbate for me.”
My chilled tummy inhaled deeply. Why did he not stop? Why did he just not end this somehow? He was dragging me into something I didn’t want to do but I knew I could never deny him. If I did, everything would be lost. He would never trust me again.
My eyes were watering. My face trembled. He could see it all yet he remained emotionless, staring down at me. He was waiting. What if I just started crying? Would he stop then? Would he comfort me? Would he tell me everything was ok?
He said I was stronger than mom thought. I was his little sister. I was like him. I was strong. I had to go on. If I cried, what if he left? What if he just shunned me as a little girl? What if he thought he hurt me? He would leave for sure and never come back.
I reached my hand down and pressed it against my slit. I ran my finger up inside just the crack. I found my clitoris. Only that could give me pleasure in the state my mind was in then. I rubbed the little button for about a minute before I noticed Ean moving. I was trying to only stare at my body and forget he was even there.
I looked over at him uncrossing his legs and sitting up. I kept rubbing myself. My mind couldn’t deny the pleasure of the body. My nipples were becoming erect. Ean stood on his knees beside me. He unbuckled his belt and popped loose his pants button.
I was becoming scared shitless. What was happening? What was he going to do? I wanted to lose my virginity to him for sure but not right then. Not like that. Tears welled up in my eyes. I couldn’t stop him. I wouldn’t stop him.
He unzipped his pants. I was about to see it. For the first time. Then I would lose my virginity. I was crying. I would have sex for the first time crying. My brother would have sex with his little sister as she cried. He wouldn’t do that. He couldn’t. I had to trust him. He was too smart. He had to have a plan.
In one swoop, his jeans and boxers fell. His massive hard penis bounced before me. I say massive but I had no real idea in comparing it to the normal size. All I knew was it was way bigger than anything I ever attempted or even thought about putting inside me.
Ean reached over and scooted my naked body a little more toward the center of his queen bed. Then he pulled one leg over me. His pants and boxers were pulled down and resting on me just above my knees. I diligently kept rubbing my little mound. My fingers lingering in my brand new pubic hairs. I kept my hand as closed over my vagina as possible. I didn’t want to lose my virginity like that.
Then he dropped over me onto his hands and knees. He reached one hand out and then back before sitting back up on his legs. A small bottle of some kind of lotion or something was in his hand. It tipped and a line of its contents oozed onto his hand.
Ean closed the bottle and tossed it into my pile of clothes. His lotioned hand then squeezed around his penis. He rubbed around the whole length of it a few time twisting and turning his hand before he began just moving back and forth repeatedly.
I didn’t know what to think. I was completely naked on my brother’s bed masturbating at his command while his hovered over me stroking his penis. I hated it and loved it. If only I knew what he was thinking. If I knew more, I could just enjoy everything about the moment. But the anxiety, curiosity, everything I didn’t know was eating away at me.
When I had an orgasm I got really wet. Boys shoot something out I learned. That made babies in girls. Semen. Sperm. I had to say one thing at least, I was getting really excited to see what would happen when he had an orgasm.
His hand moved back and forth over his penis as he stared down at me. At my body. I couldn’t help but blush. He was masturbating to me. To my naked body. My fingers picked up pace on my own masturbation.
Then Ean started rocking and bucking his hips back and forth. He was going to do it. He was really going to have an orgasm. Right there. Right on top of me. I stopped everything and held my breath. My fingers stopped moving. I stared at his sex organ as in bounced in and out of his hand. He was squeezing it hard. Then he stopped. Just as he pushed out toward me he stopped and held it there.
I couldn’t describe it at first but something shot out of the little hole at the tip of his penis. A jolt of some liquid flew through the air. Then another one. A searing hot splash of some thick goo pounded into my breast. I wanted to look and see what just happened there but I wouldn’t for the life of me pry my eyes from the engorged purple mushroom poking from my brother’s hand as it squirted more and more stuff toward me. Semen. Sperm.
The liquid soon stop shooting from the penis and eventually started oozing out. Ean dropped back to his hands and just hovered over me. I didn’t look to see where he was looking. I stared and stared at the hanging monster now over my stomach. It leaked that white liquid onto my belly. I could feel the hot feeling of it seep into my belly button. They called it cum. I sometimes called my own liquid that when I got wet but guys really owned that word. They really know how to use the word for all its worth. That was something to be proud about. If I could do that, I would be doing it every hour of every day. It looked so amazing and so powerful. So much pleasure.
The penis slowly started shrinking above me. More semen leaked from the collapsing cylinder onto my belly. I finally pulled my eyes from it and looked down my body. It was on my breast. It was all over my body. So much of it. It was amazing.
Ean collapsed his right arm and rolled to my side and onto his back.
“Do you hate me?”
I was speechless at his voice. What he just put me through. I stripped naked for him while he sat and watch fully clothed. I started masturbating for him as he watched me cry in shame. He cummed all over me. My body was littered with my older brother’s sperm. I never felt more alive in my life. I wanted to marry him. Spend every day of my life with him.
“I never loved you so much. I’m never going to let you live this down.” I said breathlessly. “I want you so bad and you’re the only guy I’ve ever wanted. You can never do anything that will make me think otherwise.” I wanted to roll over and hug him so bad but I didn’t know if he would get mad. My body was coated in his sperm. “How often do you do that? Masturbate, I mean.”
“Not any recently. That was the first time in a long while. I’m just so confused.”
That was the first time in my life I had ever heard him say that. Ean, confused. Wow! I must really have an impact on him.
“Are you still a virgin?” he asked.
“Of course I am. You know I don’t have any friends. Who would want me?”
“You’re amazing!” he butted in. “You’re amazing. You’re so unique and intricate. I know people don’t understand you but I love that. Don’t even get me started on your body. When did you get so hot? I was scared to death you would leave me after this. You’re amazing. If you pulled your head of a book every now and then, you would notice the boys looking at you. Their all just intimidated because you already know what you want. You’re too powerful for them. I was scared you didn’t really love me like you said.
“Damn it. You really know how to screw up my mind. I still don’t understand how I feel about you, but something about you says for once in my life, you actually know more, and I should trust you.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. A blessing and a curse in one. I liked power but I like him having power even more. I hated responsibility. But I really got to him. I was getting my wish. If anything went wrong, it was my fault though.
Ean’s body rolled over onto me. His semen smeared into his shirt as he hugged me so tight.
“I’ll always protect you. I trust you Maeghan. I trust you. I grew up alone with a distant father to guide me. You do whatever you think you want. I’ll guide you. I’ll help you. I’ll always protect you. You’re my little sister. I’d expect nothing less from you than to give it your best shot.”
I was scared and comforted at the same time. All I could do physically at the time was cry. Cry and agree with him. Trust him.
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