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Highschool Grade 9 Chapter 1

All people, places, and events in this story are fictitious, any resemblance to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidence.
This is written in first person, not based on true experiences, and if you aren’t an enjoyer of those under the age of 18, then please refrain from rude comments, it’s only a story.
Also, this first installment will contain little to no sexual content, being more of a “romancy” feel, I guess. Setting the mood for later installments, introducing characters, and so on.
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Let’s start at the beginning, when my life had an abrupt turn around, but not in a bad way. I can assure you of that.
I’m not some super hunk, but I’m not that kid that no one wants to go near. Fourteen years old, male, white, I stand at a nice six feet, but I’m a little on the skinny side, only weighing around 130 pounds or so. My hair is a normal brown, that seems to have a mind of it’s own, no matter what, and my eyes are a either blue or gray at any given time, and the color of them changes regularly. I even have braces, but I’ve had those since 5th grade. I have a mild personality, it takes a lot to get to me, and it’s rare that someone manages to even find me in the slightest fit of anger. I’m not athletic, but I have been able to hold my own with the Middle School’s best soccer players back when I was in 7th and 8th grade. I was always good at running, even with the little exercise I did.
The school I attend wasn’t in my hometown, so I don’t really know anyone as well as the rest of them know each other. I’ve been going to that school system for a few years but it takes twice as long to make really good friends, and since I’m shy, exceptionally so, it’s even more difficult. Now, I’m no “shut-in”, but my friends aren’t as close as I’d like them to be.
It’s my freshman year in high school, but I’ve been coming to this school system from three already, and in those years I’ve gotten one title that seems to stick out among the rest, “genius.” I don’t intend to brag, but when you live in a really bad neighborhood, and your parents don’t want you outside a lot, you can’t do that much except for reading. Anyways, I’m considered the “go-to-guy” by a lot of people in my classes for things such as quick help on an assignment, and through this I made the friends I have now.
With this, my story begins.
The cold December air wrapped around me as I slid into the back seat of our car, an old 1996 Jeep that managed to break down every now and then. My hair was still wet from my regular morning shower, and even in the brief seconds between my house and the car, it managed to freeze a little.
“C’mon, old fart, we’ve gotta go.” I said, calling out to my dad, who was regularly late, “School starts in ten minutes and we live twenty minutes away from there!” My dad grunted a response and hurried into his Jeep, pulling out of our gravel driveway and speeding down the road. He called himself a chronic speeder, and I’ll be the first to agree if it’s brought up by anyone else. Our drive was rather uneventful, it consisted of, the asking of what was going on today, a few questions about any tests or quizzes, and then a silent ride listening to talk radio as my dad snaked through traffic with the skill of an ex-deliveryman.
“Jump and roll,” My dad called out as we pulled up to the school, just in the nick of time for the first bell to ring, which signaled for five minutes before classes started. I ran to Chemistry, at the back of the building for some reason, and settled in just as the tardy bell rang. A few people congratulated me on the good timing, since the science teacher wasn’t too good to people that were late, sending them back down to the office right away to sign in for being late to class. And despite that, this class was one of my favorites.
Before I get any further, I’ll tell you now, my mind has been set on a few select girls for quite some time, since 6th or 7th grade, when I was still getting to know people and getting into the groove of things. A new one came along this year in Chemistry, a mixed girl named Sade? She’s a grade ahead of me, but she was a real beauty, in fact all of the girls I had my eyes set on were. Nothing like those stereotypical, “big titted” blondes that made an appearance in almost every porn film. Sade?as probably on the larger side of A-cup breasts, possibly a B-cup, I’m no expert in the ways of telling, and I sure as hell wouldn’t ask a girl out of the blue what her bra size was. Her dark hair fell around her shoulders and curled in an appealing way. She ran track, which was a plus since she had a perfectly flat stomach, and a toned ass that any girl would die to have. Those last few things were revealed by the form fitting shirts and skinny jeans that she almost always wore.
Science itself was rather boring, since I knew most of it anyways, being self taught in most subjects by this time, but being in the same class as Sade?ade it better, since she was a diamond among pearls.
Let’s get back to the story.
As class started, the monotony of the day began to set in until a little lab was prepared by the teacher, its was just mixing some chemicals to see what kind of reaction occurred, what differences were there between the beginning and end products, and so on. Today luck smiled on me as I was paired up with Sade?
“Nice goggles,” I teased as we both pulled on the generic, used by a thousand other students, cleaned by some cabinet that’s against the wall, goggles. You could barely see through them, but teachers, for some reason, decided it was good enough.
“I’d say the same but…” Sade?aughed back, the obvious, playful insult hanging in the air, not needing to be spoken. Her voice rang bells in my head, or so it seemed to me.
“That just hurts,” I returned, feigning sadness, she just laughed more, and nothing much happened after that. A few students broke their test tubes, one spilled a beaker of water, nothing exciting. After Science, next to nothing happened until lunch, as was every other day that had passed so far.
At lunch, I always saw a small girl named Zo? She was one of the girls I’d had my eye on since 7th grade, and for some reason, not many other guys did. Anyways, she was probably one of the few people in this school system that was close to me, not as close as I’d like, but closer than others, and I usually went to her when I had to say something I wouldn’t normally tell anyone. She was fairly quiet, very pale, probably around 5’4”, had light brown hair, and probably one of the cutest things to ever grace this god given planet. I never look for the hot girls, I already know they’re out of my league, and at this particular school, most of them were sluts anyway, and you knew it from the overuse of makeup. But Zo?she didn’t use any, and if she did, it was a very light amount. I’ve already said I was bad at guessing bra sizes, but with her, it just seems that her boobs were on the big side, which only made her even cuter, it gave her the appearance of being ready to fall over at any moment, which she did quite often.
“Can I have a few fries?” She asked in a quiet voice, she was never quite loud enough for me to hear, but by now I was used to this, and nodded agreement, smiling as I got a view down her shirt, which was never a bad thing. She, too, wore the form fitting shirts that seemed to hug her body in just the right places, and even now I could feel my crotch stirring. She looked up at me with green eyes that were pale, just like the rest of her. I couldn’t even consider speaking, lest my tongue fail me. I slid off to my usual table, and she hers, after taking a handful of fries.
I usually sit with a few friends, they’re what most would call “nerdy”, but I, already being the outcast I am, was able to gather a wide variety of friends, or acquaintances, and no one bothered me about. And for the most part, everyone was nice to each other at this school, no real bullying, and if something mean was said, we all took it in stride.
“Dude, why do you let her do that?” Trey asked, he was a decent friend, we had a few classes together this year, and he was pretty cool about anything. I could only shrug in response since, being shy, it’s rather hard to just go, “I like her,” and get on with life.
“Want to trade some fries for a few bites of this?” My friend Parshva asked, he was a Jainist, strictly vegetarian, but he always had a homemade meal, and it was almost always spicy.
“Sure,” I tossed a few fries his way and he pinches out what looks like a sponge ball, dips it some green mixture that gives off the smell of spicy food, and hands it to me. I ate the whole piece at once, and I felt the fire of it as it spread over my tongue and down my throat. “Damn,” I cursed, “that’s fucking spicy.” I held back a cough and did my best not to laugh, but it’s not much use when it’s such a common occurrence now that you just have to laugh. “Give me a warning next time.” I said, glancing over at Zo?s she ate at a table just a few ahead of mine.
After finishing my meal, I met up with Zo?nd a few other friends, all girls, but I kept close to Zo? I had the feeling that they knew I liked her, but I kept quiet about it as I listened to them talk to themselves, adding my two-cents every now and then until the bell rang and the rest of the mindless day wore on.
7th Period rolled around, and with it brought Maddie, best friend of Zo?and my closest friend at this school. She and I had weird talks, drew pictures of things such as five-legged unicorns, and had a fair share of awkward situations. She was tomboyish, had long, blonde hair, shorter than Zo?y about two inches, leaving her at 5’2”, and wasn’t skinny, but wasn’t fat either, it was an overall layer that made her skin look smooth and made her hips and medium-sized breasts appealing to the eyes. We were on opposite sides of the room, but before class started, we always had a short chat, and today’s wasn‘t much of a chat.
“Poopface,” she called out, and immediately I turned my head to respond, which just got laughter from her. There isn’t much you can say to that, but when you have very ticklish friends, it’s suffice to say that revenge is never boring. “Stop,” She said, between fits of giggles that only a girl can manage to have.
“No can do, I’m a poopface,” I said back, renewing my attack as people began to turn away from the scene, it was rather normal for us. The English teacher walked in as the bell rang, and I returned to my seat to listen to her boring, monotonous speech about Jonathan Edwards, who was anything but monotonous. Just as her, shall we call it, “lecture” began, the fire alarm went off. “Damn,” I murmured, much to the chagrin of the super Christian who sat behind me, “it’s cold and they have a fire?” It didn’t matter to me, though, I only thought of more time to screw around, and it was outside.
We filed out in no order, and I kept a slow pace with Maddie, joking around with her all the way outside, and continued to do so even as we stopped to await the tone that signaled to return inside.
“You’re still a poopface,” She said, after we’d gotten to the topic of me tickling her, and yes, she does use this term a lot, it’s who she is, and I don’t mind it.
“You know you love me,” I returned, laughing as she made a face that suggested otherwise. “How can you hate this wonderful piece of art?” Okay, I’ll admit that I’m a fairly conceited. Maddie didn’t help herself when she made a comment about me being one of the ugliest pieces of art she’s ever seen, so I resumed my tickling, which drew the attention on the thousands that were at the school as we stood in the cold December air.
“I’m beating you up tomorrow,” Maddie swore playfully, crossing her heart like a little kid does when they make a promise to someone else. At that point, I’d stopped and was hugging her since she didn’t have a jacket on, and although I don’t want to admit it, a few fantasies about her coming onto me right then and there entered my mind, in the frigid air, just going at it. I hope she didn’t notice my boner poking her in her oh-so-perfect ass.
Nothing exciting happened after this, we were given homework, sent off as the day’s final bell rang, I was taken home and I awaited the arrival of the next day. I played some video games, texted Maddie and Zo?and did as much as any other person would to get the next day to show up.
Friday reared it’s wondrous head this day, despite being around 10 degrees, there was little wind, so it didn’t feel freezing, and I even managed to leave the house early. So far, things were great, and I’d even relieved myself of a few stresses the night before, if you know what I mean. I could feel my crotch stir at the flight of fantasy I’d had during the night, and what a fantasy it was. I’d go into detail, but it’s better left unsaid for now.

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Fantasy

MY DAUGHTER WENDY PART 3,4

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Science-Fiction

Captured (part 2)

Lunk could feel the energy bands on his wrist tighten when he pulled against them. There was no way a to break free of them. Even though the bands were designed for an average human, his muscles were no match for the military shackles. The light transport offered him no comfort as his giant frame was much too large for the standard seating built into United Planet ships.
His captor sat across from him but never looked him in the eye. He could see the tension in her body language. The way she sat, the way she avoided eye contact, the way she almost imperceptibly nursed her backside. He knew what she was thinking about.
He sat silently as the carrier came into view. He had seen radar blips of the large ship before combat but fighter pilots never dared fly this close to an enemy for fear of their automated long-range weaponry. He studied the defense arrays and architecture of the carrier as the transport swung around to the docking bay.
“Take a good look, pirate,” one of the guards said. “It’s the last ship you’ll ever see.”
Lunk gave no sign that he heard the guard, he kept his eyes on the war ship as their approach slowed.
“Your polluted DNA won’t spoil the gene pool for long,” the guard continued, frustrated that he had been ignored.
“That’s enough, private!” Captain Tagger ordered.
The transport door lifted immediately as the shuttle jerked into the docking bay lock and the crew snapped to attention.
Lunk looked directly at Captain Molly Tagger, his gaze menacing and the slight hint of a smile on his face made her feel more than a little embarrassed.
“Captain Tagger! Nice work!”
“Thank you, sir,” Molly said as she marched out of the transport and saluted the officer before her.
“This is the first prisoner we have captured from this sector,” the officer told her.
Lieutenant Commander Vickers looked over the prisoner as he was led out of the transport. The two soldiers in front of the prisoner saluted as they walked past their superior, the two soldiers bringing up the rear kept their weapons trained on the larger man.
“He’s big one, indeed.” The Executive Officer looked over the prisoner and made note of the effectiveness of the energy bands on his wrists.
Molly shifted lightly at attention as the XO continued his inspection. Her ass was sore from her previous encounter with the prisoner and she tried ever so slightly to shift her cheeks into a more comfortable position.
“Is there something wrong, Captain?” Vickers asked. He snapped his head in Molly’s direction so quickly that it startled her.
“Uh, no, uh, sir,” Molly fumbled.
“Are you injured?”
“No, sir!” Molly tightened her butt and stiffened her stance.
“Good. Get cleaned up. I want your report ASAP.”
“Cleaned up, sir?” Molly asked. Did he know? She wondered. Was there some remnant of her encounter visible?
“Yes, cleaned up. You’re covered with debris from your battle suit.” Vickers explained.
“Uh, right. Yes, sir” Molly said as she turned on her heel and began to march to her quarters.
“Are summary executions the order of the day around here?” Lunk asked loudly.
Molly paused in mid step and crooked her head just enough to hear any reply.
“No.” Vickers said sternly. “You’ll be interrogated and sent to a prison colony to spend the rest of your days repaying the republic through hard work.”
Satisfied, Molly continued her brisk, yet painful, march to her quarters.
“Might as well kill me know,” Lunk muttered as he was led away.
Molly Tagger entered her quarters with a slight limp, the automatic door sliding closed behind her. Soothing music began playing through the speakers in the walls as she peeled of her flight suit. She left a trail of gear on the floor to her bathroom, ordering the shower to pump hot water in a pulsating pattern designed to massage her tired muscles.
She let the hot water beat the dirt and grime off her, cleansing her skin of the stink of burnt metal and fried electronics. The military issued soap lathered rather poorly but her hands worked vigorously to scrub the sweat and semen of her enemy off her petite body. Her fair skin seemed to become much brighter under the harsh light of the bathroom. She made an extra effort to wash her pink pubic hair thoroughly before turning around to wash her backside.
Molly winced as the water ran down her buttocks. Her ass was raw from the incredibly huge member of her enemy and she muttered to herself. The soapy water stung as it washed over her tiny red asshole, sore and tender from her wild encounter. She couldn’t believe that she had taken the pirate’s huge cock entirely inside her but the pain was proof enough.
Still, the thought of the savage outlaw slamming his massive rod inside her tiny asshole made her tremble with excitement. Her knees became week and her breathing became heavier.
Molly pushed two soapy fingers in her ass, then another, and before she knew it she was furiously slamming all four fingers into her ass as hard as she could.
“Oh, YES!”
She clenched the bar of soap tightly and arched her back, letting the hot water run down her body and over her spread cheeks. She looked at the soap she had squeezed into an almost cylindrical shape and pause to feel her heart pounding as if it were about to explode out of her chest. She slowly raised the soap to her lips, rubbing it against them and, imagining the pirate’s huge cock was in her hand, began to suck it.
Her pussy was flowing, she could feel her juices running down her inner thighs as she fantasized about the huge pirate cock inside her. She could feel her hungry ass spread wider and she fed it her thumb as well. Molly sucked the soap cock harder as she began fisting her ass.
The movement of her body, her fist moving in and out of her ass as it seemed to scream for more, the imaginary soap cock in her mouth and the hot water all made every nerve in her body come alive. She almost felt as if she were transcending herself, becoming something she had never imagined possible.
Her thighs clenched and released quickly, the motion seeming to feed itself and grow more powerful each time it repeated, her knees almost buckled and she nearly cried out when she withdrew her fist from her asshole.
“Oh, god!” She choked, swallowing a mouthful of soap as she climaxed hard.
Her knees buckled and he fell to the floor of the shower, the hot water raining down on her head. She turned her face into the spray, imaging it was the never-ending spray from the pirate’s monster dick.
“Cum all over me!” She found herself shouting. Her mouth opened to let the hot water fill it and she clenched her legs together to put pressure on her throbbing pink mound.
She doubled over as her muscles clenched tightly and heaved, spewing water and body fluids from her stomach. She let herself lie on the floor of the shower and relax, her body worn out and her muscles unable to lift her weight.
“Water off,” she whispered.
The spray of hot water ceased and Captain Molly Tagger let herself fall asleep on the shower floor.

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Fiction

Sequel to Eve and the Peeping Tom

Several people commented on my story of “Eve and the Peeping Tom”, saying that I set the story up but didn’t have enough sex and abuse. Accordingly, I’ve written this story more or less as a continuation of my previous.
It will probably make better reading if you go to the first story before reading this one, however it is not necessary if you just wish to continue reading this one now that you’re here.
I’ll just once again warn that this story has extremely cruel and sadistic passages, so if you are going to be turned off by that sort of thing, stop now and look for something more playful.
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During the first few days after her meeting with the Peeping Tom and his friends, Eve was terrified that they would phone her while her husband was at home. This didn’t happen though, and after the first week had elapsed, she began to relax and settle back into the normal flow of life.
Indeed the second and third weeks also passed by without any word from the men who had used her so roughly and so crudely. Up until this point, Eve had been happy not to have heard from them, but towards the end of the fourth week, when she knew that her husband’s night shift was imminent, she began to have regrets that the men had seemingly treated the event as a once only occasion, and that it seemed she would never have any further such wild and debauched experiences.
Perhaps that was just as well too. She had needed to be so careful for her husband not to see the marks of the whips that had so decorated her body after that last session. She’d worn shirts buttoned up to her neck, long nighties at bedtime, she’d made sure the door was locked whenever she’d taken a shower, and had needed to feign a minor illness to keep her husband at bay until her bruises and abrasions had disappeared.
Eventually the day came around when her husband, Rob, was due to go once more onto night shift for a couple of days. There had been no further news of the Peeping Tom who had been active in the town, and Rob now felt less worried about leaving his wife alone for the couple of nights.
Eve, for her part, assured her husband that she would be safely inside the house with the windows closed and the doors locked.
That evening, as the time approached eight o’clock, Rob got himself ready to leave for work, and shortly later Eve was kissing him goodnight and watching the car drive away. She was about to close the front door and go back inside the house when it occurred to her that they hadn’t brought in the evening newspaper.
Lightly skipping down the path, Eve extricated the newspaper from where it was jammed in the gate, and as she did so she glanced each way along the road. A car was parked just a couple of doors along, and with a fright she saw Tom step out and begin walking towards her.
Eve was transfixed and stood waiting with a turmoil of mixed emotions racing through her brain.
“Is your husband back on night shift?” the man quietly asked as he came face to face with Eve.
“Yes,” Eve murmured, with feelings of sexual excitement now beginning to overwhelm her.
“Come and get in the car,” the man commanded, and Eve opened the gate and, newspaper still in hand, followed the man and got into his car with him.
“We’ve got everything ready and are all waiting for you,” the man laughed with a slight mocking tone as they drove away.
Eve was scared but also tremendously excited. It was so very, very wrong what she was doing, but she couldn’t help herself.
The journey took just a few minutes before they pulled into the driveway of a house. Eve and the pervert were just alighting from the car when the door of the house opened and the other two men, who she recognised from that torrid sex session of a month earlier, came to excitedly greet her.
All three men kissed her lovingly, their tongues slipping into her mouth and meeting Eve’s own tongue which responded with lustful love.
Being led into the house, Eve gasped to find two other men waiting for her. “We’ve got extra cocks for you this time,” Tom laughingly told her, then addressing the extra two men, he told them that “this is the fucking slut we told you about. She loves sucking cock and being fucked, and best of all the slut loves it rough.” To demonstrate this latter point Tom told Eve to lift her chin, then when she had done so he gave her a resounding slap across her face.
“You filthy fucking bitch,” he sneered at her as Eve gasped.
The blow had stung her face but Eve felt the same conflicting emotions of sexual lustfulness along with some element of fear.
“See, the fucking whore loves it,’ Tom laughed as Eve docilely stood before him, and he gave her a couple more playful slaps.
All five men were now stripping naked and Eve’s clothes were half taken off and half ripped from her body so that in just moments she was standing naked amidst the five men whose massive cocks were all hard and swaying out in front of their bodies.
Eve now began to be fucked and fucked and fucked, pussy, mouth and ass, with the five men constantly swapping positions because, with five of them, two were at any one time, missing out and were eager to get their cocks inside Eve’s body.
After some time of heaving Eve’s body this way and that, and fucking and mauling her all over, it was suggested that it was time to have a bit of fun hurting her. Accordingly, all five men took up short leather whips and, completely surrounding Eve, they began to viciously flog and lash her body.
Eve was soon howling and screaming. She could do nothing to protect herself, if she moved away from one sadist she was only moving in range of another, and if she turned from one lash it was only to face others.
The men flogged and thrashed her, urging each other on, and being urged on by Eve’s screaming and her obvious suffering.
The cruel leather whips bit and stung Eve’s soft, pale flesh, leaving glowing red welts all over her body. Soon her entire body was disfigured with fiery red stripes criss-crossing her ass, her belly, her breasts, and her thighs.
Eve’s screams were becoming frantic and uncontrollable as the horrendous and ghastly pain raged through her body. Her pretty little face was contorted with pain and the tears ran freely, running down her cheeks and adding to the men’s desire to cruelly hurt this soft, tender, and very lovely woman.
Eventually, but not before Eve had collapsed on the floor in a state of semi-consciousness, the flogging ceased and the men now fussed over her in order to restore her enough for the next onslaught of cruel, sadistic abuse.
Eve’s body was so sore and still stinging and aching as she was helped to her feet and had her face sponged with cold water and was given something to drink.
“We’re going to burn you next,” she was told as her wrists and ankles were all secured with leather straps securely wrapped several times around her limbs and fastened with sturdy buckles.
Her arms were first stretched out above her head and the straps secured to fastenings on the wall, then her legs were stretched wide apart and she was lifted into the air as these latter fastenings were attached to further fastenings on the side walls. She was now stretched out in a horizontal spread eagled position suspended in the air by her arms and legs.
The men then emptied out a bag of large, wax candles onto the floor and taking matches, began to light up two candles each.
Soon the hot flames were beginning to melt the wax of the candles so that the hot, molten wax pooled around the hot flame.
The guys waited until all candles were holding a good pool of the boiling wax. They surrounded Eve and carefully held their candles over her body, one directly above her small, round breasts, one over her belly, one right above her gaping and wet pussy, and the last two poised above the stretched out inner thighs of their victim.
Every area that the sadists aimed for with the boiling wax, was the softest and most tender places on Eve’s body.
The men were laughing and chuckling with glee, fully aware of the ghastly pain which Eve was about to experience.
“OK, ready,” one of the guys laughingly asked the others as he glanced around at their grinning countenances.
“One, two, three – burn you fucking bitch!” he cried happily and the ten large candles all tipped in unison, pouring the hot, searing wax onto Eve’s naked and helpless body.
The screams that Eve gave out were ear piercing and gave a good indication of the hideous pain that she was experiencing.
“Ha, ha! Listen to the fucking bitch!” one of the guys exclaimed with great delight. The others laughingly agreed and were thrilled at Eve’s frantic screeching and lurching about as she hung there suspended on the straps, her eyes wide and her her mouth wide open as her howls and shrieks pierced the air.
The men were laughing and filled with great satisfaction as they stood commenting on the extravagant reaction that they’d inspired in their victim.
Of course at the same time the men were all holding their candles upright again in order to let more of the cruel, burning wax pool about the hot flames.
The boiling, and burning, molten wax was soon being randomly dripped over Eve’s body, each time producing lurching struggles to get free, along with gasping, crying, howling, and always tearful, screams and shrieks of pain.
That horror for Eve, and pleasure for the men, continued until the candles were almost spent, and Eve’s body was caked with the now solidified wax.
Snuffing the candles out, the men took up a number or riding crops and beat the wax from Eve’s body until it was all gone and her flesh showed through red and blotchy from the burning of the hot wax. Looking at her, and remembering how soft and pale and tender her skin had appeared before they started work on her, the men felt very satisfied at the red and beaten look that Eve’s flesh had now taken on.
Soon Eve was ready for the next torment that the men had prepared for her. They brought out a simple timber chair that they had worked on and made a couple of significant additions to. Eve gasped when she saw what they had done. In the middle of the seat towards the front, the men had bored two holes and mounted two huge, fat, rubber dildos, strategically placed to line up with Eve’s vagina and anus when she was seated upon the chair.
“Oh my goodness!” Eve gasped, and protested that the dildos were way too large.
Her protests were ignored as one of the men smeared a liberal amount of grease, first on the dildos, and then on and in Eve’s pussy and ass.
Men stood either side of Eve, and each with a hand behind her back and the other under her thighs, lifted her up in a sitting position.
Holding her over the special chair, the men moved her into position so that the two dildos located into her two holes. They then slowly, and at the same time jostling her body slightly to aid penetration of the huge, fat dildos, released her weight so that she slowly sat down and the dildos pressed into her two cavities under the weight of her own body.
“Ah!, Oh! Ooo! Oh my God!” she gasped as the dildos stretched her holes so very wide as they pressed further and further into her body.
The dildos, while being huge in diameter, were not excessively long; the one in her pussy was perhaps eight inches, while the one up her ass was somewhat longer – perhaps ten inches. Being of a nice flexible rubber the dildos took up the correct angles and flexed as they pushed all the way into the depths of Eve’s body. Finally her bottom coming down onto the seat of the chair, indicating that the monster cocks had stretched her to the maximum, and had forced their way right the way up her two cavities.
Eve sat there panting and, to tell the truth, feeling very pleased with herself as she sat there feeling stuffed full both up her pussy and up her backside.
This position seated on the stretching chair was only half of the fun. The men produced a high efficiency vacuum pump connected by tubes to two clear plastic suction cups which were about twice the size of Eve’s modestly proportioned breasts.
A smear of grease around the perimeter of her breasts helped establish the initial seal as the mechanism set up a low and regular pumping sound and the connecting tubes vibrated slightly.
It only took a minute before Eve began to feel the strange sensation in her breasts as the air was evacuated in the cups and her body’s own blood pressure began to swell her breasts.
The five men were all huddled around her watching her breasts intently, as was Eve watching with great interest herself.
“You can see them starting to swell now,” one of the men commented. The other men murmured their agreement as they continued to peer into the clear plastic cups at Eve’s now swelling breasts.
Brr..brr.brr.brr… the pump continued working.
Eve, her head pressed forward as she looked down and studied her ever swelling breasts with as much interest as the five men, commented that it made her feel decidedly strange.
“Wait until you see what we do with your nipples, once your tits can go no further,” one of the men laughed.
“What, what!” Eve exclaimed with undisguised excitement.
The men teased her more but wouldn’t explain further.
The rate of swelling in Eve’s breasts had now slowed up as the pump, having rapidly produced a vacuum in the cups, now worked to gradually increase the vacuum more and more.
After almost half an hour of pumping, Eve’s breasts had reached immense proportions relative to their normal size. They now in fact filled the entire cups and her nipples pressed into the removable caps which were situated at the apex of each plastic cup.
These two caps were now removed by the men and her nipples, which were normally relatively large but were now even more swollen, poked out allowing the men to quickly screw on two large and long containers. Already, Eve’s breasts were beginning to slightly decrease in size, however the operation of swapping the caps had been so rapid, and with the vacuum pump now working to evacuate the two new containers, they soon began to swell again and pressed up to once more fill the breast cups.
Eve now watched, along with the fascinated men, as her nipples began to swell and swell and swell to huge, unnatural, and obscene size, eventually attaining a length of some two inches and perhaps three quarters of an inch in diameter.
“Oh my dear God!” Eve muttered for the twentieth time, so amazed and fascinated was she with the bizarre things the men were doing with her breasts.
Next, Eve was told to stand up and the men, one on either side of her, took her hands. She began to lift herself off the chair but the dildos were so large and firmly inserted up both pussy and ass that the chair lifted off the floor with her.
The men all laughed uproariously and Eve grinned and laughed along with them.
Sitting down again, Eve placed her hands down on the edges of the seat and again, slowly, began to lift herself off the seat. This time she felt the huge dildos slowly easing out of her two fuck holes, and heard the oozing slurp sound as they pulled out of her body.
Once off the two dildos she was made to bend over, and the men bending and squatting behind her, marvelled at the two huge, gaping chasms of her pussy and ass. She looked so fantastically used with her gaping holes and with her two fantastically stretched breasts with the bizarrely huge teats hanging down with the vacuum pump still working relentlessly on them.
One man smeared some of the grease remaining on the chair, onto his hand and almost immediately was able to work all four fingers into Eve’s pussy. A little more twisting and pushing and his thumb tucked in alongside his fingers in her juice oozing hole. Moments later, with a little pressure, and lots of sighing and lustful moans from Eve, his entire hand disappeared up into her vagina.
The man then began to slowly drag his hand out, stretching her hole obscenely.
In again, out again, in once more. Eve was moaning in delight at this treatment.
In the man’s hand plunged, easily now as her pussy stretched to accommodate this fist fucking.
Inside her body, the hand formed into a fist which the man slowly dragged out of Eve’s hole, stretching the flesh even further and coming out with an obscene slurping pop.
“I wonder if the fucking whore can take a fist up her ass,” another of the men mused.
Greasing up his hand, along with Eve’s already dildo stretched ass, he began by inserting three fingers in that opening.
Slowly, slowly Eve’s anus was stretched and stretched. Four fingers now were entering into her anal passage and twisting, turning, pumping all the time.
Tucking his thumb between his fingers, Eve’s ass was now made to take that extra digit. She moaned and groaned in an ecstasy of lust with the fist continually pumping and pumping in and out of her lusting and juice dribbling pussy, and the fingers beginning to be pressed, with some pressure, further into her ass so that eventually, with an extra shove, the skin around her anal hole stretched and stretched sensationally so that her asshole began to engulf the main knuckles of the man’s hand and moments later the entire hand entered her body and slid up into her intestinal canal.
“Oh my God!” Eve panted and gasped. It had hurt her but the pain was all a part of her lustful desire to be abused.
The two men then both dragged their clenched fists, in unison, from Eve’s body.
“Ah!, Oh!, Ooo!” Eve panted and moaned.
Soon the two fists were pumping and fucking into her two incredibly stretched holes. Vigorously. Rapidly. Squelching. Slurping.
Another of the men positioned himself before Eve’s head. She needed no encouragement and began sucking and licking and devouring his fabulous, gorgeous big, hard cock. The man grabbed a handful of Eve’s glossy, black hair and thrust her head down hard onto his lusting, rampant cock so that it plunged down her throat.
The automatic reaction of Eve’s body was to try to vomit the cock out. Her throat and stomach muscles heaved in a reaching action. Her eyes stared and tears ran down over her cheeks as she flailed about with her arms and slowly choked and suffocated.
The man had no care whatsoever for her well being, she was simply an object for him to fuck and abuse, and so her just kept vigorously fucking her mouth and throat.
The other men all laughed and cheered him on as he fucked and fucked, almost viciously now, down Eve’s throat. The two fist fucking her had not for a moment let up on their work as their fists continued to plunge into her, by now, fantastically gaping holes.
Eve, on the verge of losing consciousness, was saved by the man reaching his climax and pumping his semen deep down into Eve’s throat.
He then pulled his cock from her head and Eve gasping and choking, gulped mouthfuls of air into her lungs.
Eve soon recovered and continued to stand in her bending position while the two men continued on and on, fisting her pussy and ass, more and more vigorously and, in the case of her ass, deeper and deeper until the mans forearm was disappearing more than half of its length up into Eve’s intestinal passage.
“I thought that we were going to stretch the fucking bitch,” one of the men asked questioningly.
“Yes,” a couple of the others agreed, and there was general consensus about the next game for which they’d subject Eve to.
The men stripped Eve’s breasts of the vacuum equipment, and she stood there with breasts twice their normal size, and with obscenely distended nipples protruding out in front of her like a couple of pegs on which to hang hats or coats.
“What time do we need to get you home cunt?” one of the men asked Eve as he gave her face a couple of slaps.
Eve flinched and replied that her husband was on a twelve hour shift so there was plenty more time for them to use her. The man glanced at the clock and saw that they’d had her for just over three hours so he knew indeed that there was plenty of time yet for torturing and abusing this slut.
The men had prearranged this torture for Eve, and had earlier secured two heavy hooks into the ceiling.
Eve was told to hold out her hands for the men to fasten leather straps around her wrists; she willingly complied and stood there holding her arms out and watching as the men fastened the straps.
Next, ropes were secured to the straps and looped up over the hooks in the ceiling. That done, two men, one either side of Eve, easily lifted her small weight off the ground and up onto their shoulders while two others took up the slack in the ropes and tied the ends off also to Eve’s wrist straps.
Eve lurched a little as she balanced up on the men’s shoulders. She giggled and bade them to be careful and not let her fall. Any chance of her falling was only momentary though, as moments later the roped were secured and held her steady.
The two men holding her aloft then crouched slightly so that Eve’s weight was gently taken up onto the ropes so that she was left hanging in mid air suspended and hanging by her outstretched arms.
Eve felt the immediate ache of her arms and shoulders as she hung, some three or four feet off the floor, like a side of meat in an abattoir.
“How’s that,” one of the men asked with a laugh.
“Not too good,” Eve replied, pulling a face as her arms hurt her already.
The men quickly secured a spreader rod to Eve’s ankles, and once that was in place, hung several small sandbags over the bar.
The weight of the sandbags was enough to really strain Eve’s arms and wrench constantly at her shoulders, elbows, hips and knees. “A-rr,a-rr, a-rrh, she gasped and groaned in anguish.”
One of the men began to fist fuck her pussy as several more sandbags added to the weight dragging through Eve’s entire body.
Eve was panting and gasping with pain. “No more! no more! God, I can’t take this!” she gasped out a word at a time in a staccato fashion as she struggled to breath and take the awful pain that was driving viciously through her body, making her feel as if her arm, legs, indeed her entire body would disjoint and come to pieces.
Putting on a rubber glove, and taking a paste of chili powder which the men had earlier mixed, one of the men began smearing the burning paste over Eve’s still abnormally distended breasts so that she was soon screaming frantically and writhing and twisting with the ghastly pain which made her breasts feel as if they were on fire.
Eve’s frantic screaming filled the room. “Fuck!” the men exclaimed. “We’d better shut the fucking bitch up,” and they stuffed a large, red, plastic ball-gag in her mouth and tightly buckled the straps behind her neck.
Eve’s eyes were staring in a panic of terror, her head heaved from side to side, her body was lurching about to the small degree that her ropes and the substantial weight dragging on her body would allow.
The men took up the leather lashes and the man who had been constantly fist fucking Eve’s pussy now pulled his fist from her body with a loud slurping noise and stood well back.
The lashes began to strike viciously and savagely all over Eve’s horribly suffering body.
More and more, harder and harder the terrible biting lashes of the leather rained down upon the soft flesh until Eve’s head lolled forward in a completely senseless state.
The weight of the sandbags was removed and Eve’s limp body was unshackled and lowered to the floor. One of the men then easily lifted her small body and the other men followed in his wake as he took the still limp body and sat it in the shower recess.
The cold water poured over Eve for some half a minute before, with shuddering tremors she regained consciousness and simply broke out into uncontrollable crying and sobbing.
Eventually Eve regained her senses and was allowed to adjust the warmth of the water and spend some considerable time showering and washing as she tried, largely unsuccessfully, to ease the pain that still racked her body.
The men left Eve to her own devices while they retired from the bathroom to go and make coffee. They were still sitting around drinking and discussing the nights events when Eve finally appeared in the doorway, wrapped in a large, fluffy towel.
The men were relieved to find that, other than limping slightly, being red and puffy all over her body and literally covered in red stripes and abrasions, Eve seemed to have survived their sadistic onslaughts. She was soon divested of the towel and was kneeling on all fours as the men took turns in fucking the hole of their choice – either pussy, ass or mouth, and indeed in some cases alternating between all three.
Eve, in spite of the aching and extreme tenderness that she experienced, was soon gasping and panting lustfully as her own sensual sensations were driven higher and higher until she was madly gasping and moaning in the delights of almost continual orgasm, either sucking lovingly and deeply, or pumping her body in unison with the fucking motions of the men who were continually fucking her.
Finally the last of the men gushed his sperm into Eve’s body to add to that of the four men who had preceded him. Eve then slumped to the floor panting and sighing with delighted happiness.

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The Boy Who Lived Down The Street(Part Five)

I just want to say thanks for all the nice comments you guys leave me. I hope you enjoy Part Five it took me a while to write it because I didn’t know how I wanted it written. There is a Part Six which i will start writting tomorrow but for now i hope you enjoy this one. Thanks again

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Sex Restriction

He stood there, licking his lips knowing that this whore was his. He took his hand high up and pow! Her ass was beet red. He loved the fact that she was dripping wet on his lap.
“Please, Master stop. It hurts.” She begged him, tears falling down her cheeks. “Please, I’m sorry. I’m a dirty whore. Please just stop.” She kept repeating it all over and over again.
He smiled. He loved to see her writhe on his lap. She disobeyed him and now it’s time for her punishment.
“Oh little girl, you broke the rules. I can’t just let you off so easily. Now let your punishment continue or I’ll double it. You know we still aren’t done.” He slapped her left cheek hard, she grunted and groaned.
She tried to hold her tears back in but they just kept flowing. Her punishment was only beginning and she was dreading it.
“Now let’s see how many rules did you break?” He asked as he rubbed her sore ass cheeks. SLAP! “You wore underwear today. That’s one,” SLAP! “
“Sorry! I’m so sorry, Master.”
“ Shh. I don’t want to hear your excuses, whore. You came to me five minutes late.” SLAP! “ You haven’t been going to class,” SLAP! “You’ve been partying too much,” SLAP! “You let a guy fuck you and you didn’t let him pay you like I told you.” SLAP!
“Master I’m sorry. I know I’ve been bad. Thank you for the punishment.” She knew she couldn’t do anything to change his mind.
She loved being punished by her master.
He rubbed her ass cheeks again. He felt her wetness on his finger. Plop! He pushed it inside her and she moaned.
“Now another one? Oh little girl, you’re being very naughty. Master is quite displeased with you.” SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
He eventually got into a rhythm where he’d finger her until she was about to cum and slap her ass cheeks ten times.
“Now does my little slut like this?” He asked with lustful eyes over his prize.
“Yes, Master I do. So very, very much.” she moaned.
“Well then this won’t do. Get off of me, slut. Sit on the floor like a good pet. I want your ass touching the floor.” He wanted to see her suffer for a bit. He liked how she still has so much spirit. He wanted to break it so very badly.
She did as she was told. He legs weak from the pain and she slowly put her ass against the floor slowly but he pushed her. She screamed as she felt the cold floor on her ass. She looked at her Master with pleading eyes but just sat up and sat there. She wanted him.
“Slave, who owns you?” he asked in his most domineering voice.
“You do Master. You own me. Thank you for owning me, Master.”
“Yes, I do. Now why do you keep breaking the rules, slave?”
“Because I’m a worthless slut that likes to break the rules.”
“Don’t give me that bullshit answer, you fucking whore. You know it’s because you’re a whore and you like being punished. Don’t you bitch?” His face was right in front of hers. His face was red and he had his hand around her throat. She couldn’t help but look down. She knew to never look at her Master right at his eyes.
“Yes, Master. I’m a whore and I like being punished. Thank you, Master.” She had trouble saying it but he loosened his grip on her neck.
He re-griped her neck tighter and threw her on the floor. She cried and cried at how easily her Master was throwing her. He looked at her with such lust. He just wanted to fuck her but he knew that she had to learn her lesson.
NEVER DISOBEY YOUR MASTER!
“So did you learn your lesson yet, little girl?” He asked her in a hushed tone.
“Yes, Master. I’ve learned my lesson. I’ll never disobey you again.” She said as she got onto her knees with her head down.
He dragged her outside where everyone could see her naked body. Her 32C cups dangling in the air. Her well curved body ready for the ravenous eyes of strangers.
“Whore, do you like it when people watch you get fucked?” He whispered into her ear as he licked it.
As she was about to answer, he bit her ear. He bit her hard. Then kissed and licked her neck.
“Answer me, you fucking whore!” He bit her harder, drawing a bit of blood.
She loved it when her Master bit her. It sent thrills all over her body. She bit her lips and tried to say no but the words wouldn’t come out. She wanted to cum.
So…very…very…badly.
“No, Master.”
“Well slave this isn’t for your enjoyment. It’s mine. Get on your fucking knees and spread them cheeks wide. You’re going to get fucked hard and everyone will know you are nothing but a dirty whore.” He barked his order at her.
She did as she was told. The ground touching her. She felt dirty. She is dirty. A dirty slut. She wondered what hole her Master would use today. She opened both holes wide open for him.
He looked at her from behind and loved the sight. Her ass spread open for him to use whenever he wanted. He had the good life.
SLAP!
“Are you going to disobey me again, whore?”
“No, Master.” She meekly said.
He put a finger in her asshole. God it was nice and tight. He wiggled it in there. Another one came in. Then another intruder. And another. He almost had his hole hand in her asshole. Spit made the best lube of all. It was always there when you needed it.
He started fisting that ass. She moaned and groaned at the pain. Crying won’t help her. It would only draw attention. She tried to be quiet enough so the neighborhood won’t hear her.
“What are you?”
“I’m a filthy anal slut, Master.” She said very quietly.
“I can’t hear you. Maybe you should yell it out.” He said as he went faster.
With his other hand he inserted a finger in her wet cunt. It went in so easily. He slipped his whole hand in so much faster.
The double fisting has begun.
“Whore! Fucking answer me!” He fisted her harder and faster.
“I’M A FILTHY ANAL SLUT, MASTER!!!” She screamed.
She saw a neighbor look out their window. It was Mrs. Humphrey, the neighborhood gossip. Everyone will know what she’s done.
She was close. She just wanted to burst. Holding it wasn’t an option.
“Master, may I please cum?” She asked as sweetly as she could.
“Oh, so my whore likes being fisted outside? My word! You are such a dirty slut!” He took his hands out of her used holes.
“Suck my cock slave. NOW!” He yelled.
She immediately went for his hard cock. Hoping that if she did a good job, he’d let her cum.
She went slowly at first, slightly grazing her teeth on the head, oh so gently. She knew her Master loved that. She flicked her tongue at the hole then took the whole thing down her mouth. She gagged yet again. She still couldn’t deep throat her Master. She needed to practice. She kept trying until it felt easier.
Breath through your nose.
She bobbed her head up and down. She used her succulent lips on his cock. She played with his balls and licked them. She sucked on them very gently as her hands pleased his cock.
She loved sucking his cock. This was her favorite part of every session.
She kept at it like her life depended on it. She wanted to please her Master.
He slapped her face with his left hand then his right. He left hand prints of her face. He grabbed her by the hair and kissed her. He spat at her face.
“Open your mouth. Take my cum. I want it in your mouth for the next five minutes.”
He came onto her tongue and wave after wave it kept on going. She knew not to miss a drop. She swallowed his cock into her mouth before a drop was lost. She loved the taste of her Master. He always tasted sweet and never bitter.
She reminded herself to eat more sweet fruits.
She kneeled outside as he cleaned himself up.
She heard people pass by and people call out to her. There were even some teenaged boys oogling her. She heard one of them say, “She looks fuckin’ hot, bro. I’d love to eat that pussy.”
Those comment went on.
Mothers passed by with their children and called her a harlot, a slut…well you get the drift.
Her Master saw the people come and go. He let her stay like that for fifteen minutes.
He took her things and put it in a bag. He opened his door and dropped the bag on the floor.
“Show me what’s inside your mouth.”
She opened her mouth and his cum was still there. He patted her head.
“Good slut. Now swallow it for Master. You took your punishment well today. Are you going to be a bad girl again?” He asked her sweetly.
“No, Master. Thank you for the punishment, Master.” She said happily.
He kissed her on the lips and held her close to his body. His hand wondered to her ass and begun to rub the soreness away.
“Get dressed.”
She grabbed the bag and went inside. She took her shorts and tank top out. She was about to put them on but she felt the stinging pain on her bum.
Bruises began to appear on her ass and various places. He left his mark well.
He told her to lay on his lap. He grabbed ointment and began rubbing her ass. He rubbed each and bit of her sore body. He began to play with her clit.
She moaned and thanked her Master for playing with her.
“Get on the couch. I’m hungry.”
She opened her legs wide for her Master. She was excited. She did a good job and her Master was giving her a reward.
He traced her lips and began to lick her little clit. The juices were flowing. She wanted to cum and he knew it wouldn’t take long. He took his time. He’d lick at one spot, kiss at another, finger her but it all was very slowly.
She wanted to yell. She wanted to push his head down her aching pussy. She wanted to cum.
He laughed at her reactions every time he pulled away. Her eyes like a lost puppy. He couldn’t hold back. He ravaged that tight cunt of hers. Licking and sucking. Biting and slapping.
Her legs all wobbly from moving around. She couldn’t even feel the pain on her ass anymore. She wanted to cum in his mouth. She was wanted to taste her pussy on his lips.
He eagerly ate her pussy. Teasing her and pleasing her until she was at the point of no return.
“Master, may I cum?”
He looked at her and nodded his head. He ate her out with his talented tongue. His expert mouth knew her weak spots. He knew she won’t be able to last long.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She screamed and started to jerk her body. Her breathing was ragged, her toes curled, back arched. Her orgasm took her fully.
He smiled at his creation.
“Thank you so much, Master!” She said with the biggest smile on her face.
“I’m glad you enjoyed that. Now get dressed.”
“Yes, Master.” She took her clothes and eagerly put them on.
He looked at her getting dressed and missed her naked flesh. His marks stayed hidden but how he wished to show people his property. This slut was his.
She finished getting dressed and took her bag. She was near the door when her Master came to her.
He kissed her lips and said his final threat.
“You can’t cum for the next week, filthy whore. If I find out you break another one of my rules…things will get worse for you.”
“Yes, Mas–.”
He shut the door before she could even finish. She stood there.
“I love you.” She whispered.

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Cory and Tilly_(2)

Cory and Tilly knew the feelings they had for one another were more than those of normal brother sister relationships, but they weren’t the stereotypical brother and sister dynamic. They accepted their feelings and they got on with their lives, until an overload of emotions bring these two, broken, tragically flawed twins together.

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House Sitting

House sitting for the family, Jack sees something he shouldn’t and gets into something that he never thought possible.

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SaM’s Place – Chapter 03 of 15 Dinner and a Show

Evelyn is invited to join a very exclusive club, but she must first be interviewed by the admissions committee and explain why she deserves to be a part of SaM’s very exclusive club. The series begins with her first night at the club and then progresses through the stories she tells the committee to prove she is worthy to become a permanent part of SaM’s Club. The stories are better understood if you have read the previous chapters, but each chapter stands more or less on its own. In Chapter Three, Evelyn begins her meal at this very special S&M club.

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Seduced By My Mother’s Boss

Seduced By My Mother’s Boss
By rutger5 (Copyright 2012)
I had just climbed out of the shower when the sound of the phone ringing came to my ear. Quickly toweling off my hair I then wrapped the towel around my waist and padded out to the hall. Since I had just gotten home from my summer landscaping job I hoped the call might be from a friend with something to do that evening which was why I decided to answer the phone.
“Hello” I said after hitting the talk button.
“Jake, you’re home. Thank God” came the voice of my Mom over the line.
“It’s not for all that Mom, I sometimes do come home you know.”
“Yes I know Jake but I need a favor so no time for smart ass comments, okay?”
“Sure what’s up Mom” I told her as I checked out my reflection in the hall mirror. Had to be honest that I looked good. Since I’d started working out last year I had developed some decent size to go along with the definition I always had from being naturally slim and working hard all day in the sun had only tanned and hardened me further.
“Jake, your Father and I are out to dinner when you know who called me about some work.”
“Angie?” I asked her.
“That’s right and I need a big favor from you. It seems she lost the file she needs to complete a project of hers that’s due tomorrow.”
“Well what do you want from me Mom, I don’t know anything about the project. Besides I’m not really the type for office work” I told her teasingly.
“Ha ha. No fooling, what I need is for you to go into my bag, the one I bring to work. I should have a disk in there with a copy of the file on it. Otherwise I’m going to have to come home and get it myself. And if I do your Father is not going to be happy with you. It’s not easy to get a reservation at Le Snobisme you know.”
“No problem, I’ll do it. Where’s your bag?”
“It should be in the front hall Jake. Usually I just put it down when I get home unless I have work to do that night.”
“Okay Mom I’m heading downstairs so hold on a minute.”
Dripping water as I went I reached the front hall shortly after. Right there on the floor was my Mom’s work bag like she said. Once I opened it I saw that there might be a problem. There were three disks sitting in there and none of them had any markings on them.
“Well your bag is there Mom but there are three disks in it and none of them says what they are.”
There was nothing but silence on the other end of the line.
“Mom?” I asked.
“Hold on Jake, I’m thinking. I’m not sure so I’ll tell you what. When Angie gets there just explain the situation and give her all three disks and let her figure it out.”
“What! She’s coming here. I was planning on going out tonight Mom. When will she be here?”
“I don’t know Jake. Just wait there until she comes. To be honest I’m surprised that she isn’t there yet. She really wants to finish that project and she normally drives like a maniac and now with a reason I can only imagine how fast she’ll be driving.”
“No problem. I’ll wait no matter how long it takes even if it costs me my social life.”
“Oh how noble of you. Thanks and don’t stay out too late and stay out of trouble. Love you Jake.”
“Don’t worry Mother, I’ll be good” I sarcastically replied.
I turned and left the hall carrying the three jewel boxes and put them on the table just past the door. Before I could reach the stairs the doorbell rang. Since I was only in a towel I was undecided on whether to hurry and put something on or get the door when two more rings came in rapid succession. Angie was living up to her reputation for impatience, that much was for sure.
Immediately I headed to the front door and opened it a crack before peering out. Standing there with an annoyed expression was my Mom’s boss Angie. She was a short, thick woman who had big, black hair, fake nails and a permanent tan with her most prominent feature being her very large chest. She looked at me with her brown eyes which were surrounded with so much mascara she almost had the look of a raccoon.
“About time Jake, have you spoken with your Mother?”
“Good evening to you as well. Umm yes Ms. Bertolli, but there is a small problem.”
“Why of course there is, why would today be any different. Well are you going to let me in while we discuss this or do I have to stand here on the doorstep sweating in this damn heat.”
“Sure Ms. Bertolli I guess you can come in…” I started to say but she simply pushed the door open wide enough for her to rush right past me. All I could do was close the door behind her and follow after. She stood in the living room, impatiently tapping her foot, and once she saw all I was wearing was a towel for a moment she was speechless but that didn’t last long.
“Nice outfit Jake, now what’s the problem?”
While she said this I noticed her eyes were feasting on me like I was a ham sandwich. When her gaze wandered over my abs and even lower she actually licked her full, red lips.
“Ms. Bertolli I have the disk but there are three of them and I’m not sure which is the one you’re looking for honestly.”
“First Jake you should call me Angie as I’m sure you wouldn’t be calling me Ms. Bertolli if I wasn’t here, right? And you’ve been to more than one of the company parties so you’re almost family. Secondly do you have a computer that I can use and I’ll figure out which disk is the one I need. Thirdly do you think you could get me a drink? I hate to be a bother but it’s so hot and humid tonight.”
“Sure uh Angie. Is iced tea all right?”
“That’s a Long Island iced tea right?” she said smiling broadly at me.
“I’m not sure how to make one of those Angie, I’m only sixteen so I can’t drink. If you tell me what’s in it I can figure it out I suppose.”
“Plain iced tea is fine Jake, I was only kidding.”
I went to get her drink but from what I’d heard from my Mom I wasn’t so sure about her kidding. She said Angie worked hard but she also liked to drink hard. In fact she’d once been arrested for driving while impaired. Figuring it couldn’t hurt I poured some vodka into the glass before adding the iced tea.
She was standing there with the disks in her hand when I returned and she took the glass from me and as she did our hands touched sending a jolt through my hormonally charged teen body.
“My laptop is in my room Angie” I told her as I turned to go and retrieve it.
“Lead on Jake” she answered and without another word she followed right behind me.
I had expected her to wait in the living room while I got the computer which would also give me a chance to put something more on than the towel. However I already knew from my Mom that Angie was impatient and bossy and didn’t take no for an answer so I just went along with it without protesting. The sooner Angie got what she wanted the sooner I’d be able to go out.
She followed close behind me as we climbed the stairs and walked down the hall to my room. Considering how things had been, with me very busy lately, my room wasn’t in terrible shape. There was a little disorder but I wasn’t embarrassed with having someone see it. My laptop sat open on my desk though it was turned off. Hitting the on button I waited for it to resume. Without asking Angie commandeered the only chair in the room and sat down and as she did she pulled down her tight navy skirt that barely reached her mid-thigh. She placed the jewel cases next to the computer as well as the untouched drink and waited and in a minute the screen was up.
“Jake you need to put in your password so I can use this thing” she informed me as if I was clueless.
“Hold on” I told her at which time I leaned down and typed the required keys and pulled up the screen.
Unfortunately I’d forgotten the last site I’d been to was xnxx.com and the screen showed a page of porn video thumbnails. Quickly I killed that but it was obvious that she’d seen it. She turned and smiled knowingly at me as I felt myself blush. Even worse was that with me being so close to her I could smell her perfume and it was intoxicating, that and with her sitting as she was I could see right down her cleavage with the top three buttons on her white blouse unbuttoned.
“Why Jake I can’t believe you were on a porn site” Angie said “as I know that you’re not eighteen yet. I believe you said you’re sixteen, right? But don’t worry I won’t tell your mother about it, or the fact that you’re staring at my breasts.”
“Sorry” I mumbled as I straightened up.
“Don’t worry about it Jake, at your age it’s natural to be curious and interested in the opposite sex. In fact if you hadn’t taken a peek then I’d have been disappointed. I know I don’t have the looks I used to have but hopefully they’re not all gone yet.”
While Angie said this she ran her fingers through her raven locks and actually stuck her chest out as far as she could. I swallowed hard which made her laugh but much worse I felt a twitch between my legs. Honestly with me just in a towel and an attractive woman in my room I was surprised it took so long for me to start getting aroused.
“What do you think Jake, am I still attractive if even just a little?” Angie asked teasingly.
“I don’t know if I should answer you Angie as maybe I’ll only get myself in more trouble.”
After saying this I turned as my towel was starting to rise up and I hoped to prevent her from seeing that. Quickly I grabbed my robe from the hook on my door and slipped it on covering myself. I heard Angie laugh when I did this. When I turned her way I saw she’d slipped a disk in the drive and in a moment it popped up on the screen. It must have been the right one as her fingers flew over the keyboard opening up the files and arranging them. In spite of being in my robe my erection didn’t go down but it grew to full size instead. Reaching inside the robe I adjusted myself so it would be less noticeable while also removing the towel. I almost jumped out of my skin when I heard Angie’s voice speaking to me.
“Jake I know I’m being a pain in your ass but can I ask you for one more favor?”
“Sure Angie what is it you want?”
“Hmmm that is a loaded question because right now I can definitely think of something that I want. But as far as the favor, I just need to e-mail these files back to the office. Can you help me with that?”
“Sure Angie, no problem” I told her.
“Here sit down Jake” she said as she got up from the chair.
As I squeezed past her to sit her body shifted slightly which brought my robe covered hard-on into contact with her big ass. It brushed against her before I sat but thankfully Angie said nothing. I pulled up my e-mail account and turned to her for more guidance. She peered in at the screen and as she did Angie rested one of her well manicured hands on my shoulder.
Her other hand typed in the address she wanted after which she attached the files. Next Angie fished her cell out of her purse and punched in some numbers then waited until she heard a response on the other end before speaking.
“Annette this is Angie. I’m about to send you the file by e-mail and you know what to do once you receive it. Let me know as soon as you get it. I’ll hold and thanks for staying, I appreciate it.”
Once she said this Angie hit send on the e-mail at which point she placed her free hand on my shoulder again. Without thinking I turned and looked up into her big, brown eyes. She smiled at me and then took a big gulp of her drink. Her eyes widened in surprise as she tasted the liquor but she quickly drank the rest down before speaking.
“That goes for you too Jake, I’m really grateful to you. I know you were trying to help your mother but you went above and beyond and there’s one thing I’m known for and that’s rewarding those who do the right thing by me. Especially when they are good looking boys who do what I ask.”
Right after she said that Angie seemed to be listening to the phone and I watched her nodding her head silently a few times before she spoke.
“You have it Annette and you’re handling it. Thanks again and you know how to get me if necessary and problems come up. I’ll see you tomorrow. Bye.”
She put the cell on my desk and without pausing Angie reached over and placed her hand right on top of my hard bulge and gave it a squeeze which elicited a groan from me.
“You know Jake I think I have a way to reward you that we can both enjoy.”
Before I could answer her mouth found mine and she kissed me. Her lips were soft and full and without thinking I returned her kiss. While one hand continued to fondle me the other pulled my robe open wide and now she was able to grab my cock in the flesh.
Her hand circled my shaft and Angie slowly worked up and down my turgid flesh. By now her agile tongue had slipped into my mouth where it explored my teeth and tongue. My hands roamed her body like a gypsy. As she stroked my cock my hands felt the back of her legs and her big round ass. I kneaded the flesh between my fingers until she stood up, all the while she kept a firm grip on me, then Angie pulled on me until I stood. Angie slid the robe from my shoulders leaving me totally naked and in her clutches.
“Get down on the bed Jake” she ordered me in a voice that left no doubt of who was in charge.
I hurried toward the bed and as I did Angie smacked my ass in passing. I positioned my body on the edge of the bed with my feet resting on the floor and once I did Angie knelt between my legs and ran her hands along my thighs. Her nails scraped my flesh as they ran from my knee up to my groin. Looking me dead in the eye Angie took my erection in hand and angled it just so. First she opened her mouth wide and put her tongue right past her lip before moving forward and engulfing my head in her wet paradise.
The feeling I got when her tongue caressed the sensitive underside right below my head was indescribable. All I could do was let out a groan of pleasure to show how good it felt. Slowly Angie swallowed me inch by inch, her warm mouth sliding along the hot flesh as she took more of me inside. Her hand found my balls and fondled them forcing another moan from me.
I was already well on my way to cumming now from what she was doing to me. I’d had a few blowjobs before this in my life and each time previously I’d cum very fast. Angie was much better at this then the girls who had blown me and as my head slipped into her throat it proved too much for my overtaxed senses.
My balls tightened in her hand as I felt the cum rush forward so I did my best to warn her.
“Angie I’m cumming…” I managed to get out as I started to explode.
She made no attempt to pull away, in fact what she did blew my mind. As I was buried in her mouth with her tongue lashing my shuddering cock she actually sucked on me at the same time as if she was trying to inhale me into her lungs. My cum shot out in spurts and Angie eagerly swallowed them down until no more came. Only then did she pull her mouth off me and as our eyes met she kissed me all over, from my head down my shaft until she reached the base.
“Hmmm, you taste good Jake. Did you enjoy that?” she asked with an eyebrow raised.
“That was so awesome Angie” I answered all excited before a thought came to me. “I’m sorry I came so fast, kind of embarrassing I guess.”
She just laughed and kissed the top of my prick again.
“Its what I’d expect from a young guy like you, not that I’m usually doing this with guys your age or anything. But I remember from back when I was younger” she said, though not altogether convincingly. “And I bet you’re ready for round two Jake, am I right?”
After she asked she stood and started unbuttoning her blouse. When it opened it revealed her large, full breasts spilling out the top of her black push-up bra and with the size of her breasts she didn’t need the help, not that I was complaining any. Angie removed her blouse, then reached back and unhooked her brassiere and tossed it aside. She showed no tan lines, just an even golden complexion on her breasts with her dark reddish-brown nipples and areolas.
When I attempted to rise up so that I could at least get a closer look she just pushed me back hard so that I wound up flat on my back. Her hand was now tugging at her skirt zipper and before I knew it her skirt was also on the floor. Angie was wearing a pair of leopard pattern bikini panties and she looked as wild as a jungle cat to me. Her manicured finger slipped under the waistband and yanked them down until she was able to wriggle her hips so they slid the rest of the way down her tanned legs.
Angie was well groomed down there, leaving just a tiny black landing strip above her swollen lips with all else bare. With a quick movement she climbed onto the bed and straddled me and I could feel her body heat against me. Her lips found mine as her body sprawled across mine. Her large soft breasts pushed against my chest and my hard cock collided with her leg. Her tongue slipped inside my mouth and explored every inch it could reach. The scent of flowers from her perfume mingled with Angie’s own musk and sweat and it was a powerful aphrodisiac.
I was trying to work my body into position where I could angle my cock to her entrance but between my inexperience and her aggression that was not going to happen like I planned. Suddenly she broke the kiss and sat up while straddling me still. I could feel her wet pussy rubbing against the skin of my lower abdomen.
“So Jakey, do you think you can handle me? Are you man enough to please me, hmm? Been with a lot of girls?”
“Well I don’t mean to brag…”
“Don’t bullshit a bullshitter Jake. I deal with liars all the time with my company and you are not that convincing. Besides your mother told me you’ve never even had a girlfriend.”
“I’ll kill her” I replied before I realized by the look on Angie’s face that she had played me so I did my best to cover myself. “Besides we just hook up these days, no need to tie myself down to only one girl.”
“I’m sure Jake, that must be the reason.” Her eyes twinkled when she said this as if she was laughing at me.
“To help you out I have just the thing in my bag.”
Angie rolled off both me and the bed and headed to where her bag sat on the floor next to my desk. She rummaged around in there for a moment before making a triumphant cry as she found what she’d been seeking. With a smug expression she sauntered back to the bed clutching a small velvet bag from which she produced a strange looking item. All I could tell for sure was that it looked to be made of black leather and stainless steel.
“Are you surprised that I always carry this with me, just in case?”
“What is it?” I asked as I craned my neck to see better.
“It is something that enhances any man, but in the case of an overeager virgin I feel it is a must. Now lie back and I’ll put it on for you, that is if you want me to put out.”
Just the hint that Angie might not was enough for me to accede to her demand and I stretched out immediately to my full length. Immediately she proceeded to slip both my cock and balls into the contraption. Separately my balls slid through a steel ring that was connected to a number of leather straps that enclosed my family jewels like a cage. It fit snugly and with a sneer she tightened them until it was almost painful.
“Angie that hurts a little…” I started to say when she shushed me with a finger to her full lips.
Next she wrapped a long narrow strap around both the base of my cock and my balls and drew it tight like a belt where she then fastened it to a tiny D-ring at the bottom of the leather cage. With a smile she held up a tiny padlock which she attached and clicked to the D-ring and now my balls were actually imprisoned.
“Now here’s the deal Jake” she began and as she did so Angie removed a tiny leather strap from the bag with a little leather loop on one end and a metal clip on the other. She clipped it to the padlock and slipped two fingers into the loop. “Before you cum again Jake I expect to cum myself. If by some strange chance it works the other way then I’ll give a little tug, like so.”
After Angie said that she gave a quick yank on the loop and let me tell you it didn’t feel pleasant. I winced and let out a little yelp of pain as my balls weren’t used to such rough treatment.
“Only it won’t be so pleasant the next time. Get the message Jake?”
“Are you crazy Angie?” I blustered impotently.
“It’s up to you Jake. I can take my little toy and leave or”, saying that Angie leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and sucked on it for a few seconds before releasing it from her mouth, a stray string of saliva clinging from it “you can be a good, obedient boy and do as I say. Which will it be as if I don’t know the answer.”
Angie was looking into my eyes the whole time and she already knew she had won. I’d have gladly wriggled over sharp stones naked for a chance to have sex with her.
“You tell me what to do Angie and I will.”
“You don’t know how much that turns me on hearing that Jake” she replied then she kissed me hard. As she did her fingers found my nipple and squeezed it for good measure. After she broke the kiss she spoke again.
“It’s up to you whether you want to eat my pussy or fuck me first. Just remember to make me cum first or you know what.”
Not wanting my balls yanked painfully again I decided that the wiser course was to eat Angie’s pussy first and then when she was happy to fuck her.
“Though I really want to fuck you I feel I should eat you first to return the favor, plus I’m sure you taste delicious so that’s my choice.”
“Oh a charmer, and a clever one too. I like that.”
No sooner had she said that then she climbed on the bed and within seconds for the first time in my life I had a woman’s pussy inches away and almost touching me. Of course what I hadn’t counted on was Angie getting us into a sixty-nine position and she had already taken my hard cock in her mouth before I had a chance to as much as lick her aroused slit.
I was moaning right away as she swallowed half my erection when I realized I better get busy. Maybe I was a virgin but I’d watched enough porn to have an idea of what to do so I immediately started to lash her swollen lips with my tongue. Since Angie was already wet I got a taste immediately and if I wasn’t sure before I certainly was now that I’d do whatever it took for me to be in this position again.
My nose pressed against her hard little clit as my fingers opened her inner lips like a flower. My tongue worked its way into her channel and I wriggled it as best as I could. She stopped what she was doing for a minute and pulled her mouth off me.
“Good boy Jake and to be fair I’ll stop for a little while and give you a chance. I’d hate to have to hurt the boys” she said and she gently pushed them for emphasis.
It wasn’t like I needed the added motivation as just the pleasure of tasting her was reward enough for me. My tongue was buried as deeply as it could get, with my lips and face pressing against her as I burrowed deep. Every now and then Angie would stroke my shaft in an absent minded way but not enough to distract me from the task at hand. My thumb now found her clit and I rubbed it in a circular motion as I increased the speed of my tongue’s movements.
It was getting a little tired from this unfamiliar exercise but I must have been doing something right as Angie’s juices were really flowing now and little moans were escaping her lips. Without warning she ground her pelvis into me and I actually felt her internal muscles tighten on my tongue and I was bathed in a goodly amount of her nectar. I swallowed what I was able to but some evaded my tongue to wind up on my cheeks and chin.
With my tongue being squeezed I wasn’t able to move it much but I compensated by rocking my head side to side to further enhance her pleasure. Finally Angie’s body stopped its trembling and with a small amount of difficulty she moved off me. My tongue ached from its efforts but I already missed not being buried in her. However I had no time to think about it because already Angie was positioning herself on her back next to where I lay.
“Very good Jake! You are a natural at eating pussy I’m happy to say. Now let’s see how you are at fucking one. But since you raised the bar I’ve decided that you shouldn’t cum until I give you permission to. Just remember what happens if you screw up.”
I swallowed hard at the thought of what she could do but I also was eager to finally shed the shameful label of virgin. Angie pulled ever so gently on the leash that connected to my caged balls to get me moving and in seconds I was kneeling between her spread thighs. She licked her red lips as I put my head right to her entrance and with her fingers acting as guides I sank right into her.
Her feet hooked the back of my legs and her hands wrapped around my back, her nails digging into my flesh but I barely even noticed. All I felt was the incredible sensation as I slid into her velvety soft pussy. It caressed and stimulated every inch, no every fraction of an inch, of my hardness now and I reveled in it. At that moment my whole universe was centered on my hard cock and the wonderful sheath it was buried in. Angie allowed me a minute to just experience the wonder before she decided to spur me on.
“Oh Jake you feel so good in me, that nice hard cock filling me. Now I want you to fuck me hard, no playing around but remember not to cum unless I say so.”
That seemed an impossible task, but one way or another I would do my best. Pulling my hips back so that I was almost out of her I reversed course and drove my full length inside Angie. Supporting myself on my hands and knees I worked in and out, all the while trying to distract myself from the awesome feeling I was receiving as I pumped her.
“Yes, Jake, yes” she gasped in my ear as I slid in her deeply with each thrust, her nails digging into me and leaving marks no doubt. But that only caused me to try that much harder as she clung to me tenaciously. Her legs were wrapped so tightly about me now that I could only move a tiny bit so I made sure our bodies rubbed as I did. Her voice was in my ear urging me on the whole time.
“Yes Jake, faster! Oh don’t stop baby! That’s it, nice and hard, yes!”
It was obvious to me at least that I was losing the battle. I tried to think other thoughts that could somehow distract me from what was happening with my body but while one is literally on top of an attractive woman and sliding in her wonderful pussy it isn’t going to happen. Thoughts of unattractive women had no effect while Angie was clinging to me and moaning in my ear.
My rhythm sped up even more as I did my best to please her before I lost it totally. My balls slapped her with each thrust and our pelvises connected as well in this position sending our senses reeling. Somehow I moved my neck just enough where my mouth could find a red nipple and suck on it hard. Angie cried out when I did and I felt her body stiffen. She had me in a death grip now and her internal muscles clamped on me as well. I gave up my losing fight and just went with it. My cock swelled in her, then it started to shoot. Powerful jets of cum shot from me as my body went limp on top of her.
“Sorry Angie, I’m cumming” I gasped after moving my mouth from her nipple. After saying this my face sank into her pillow-y soft bosom.
I’m not sure how many times in my life I’d cum previously but they were all a pale imitation of what I experienced at that moment. Not only was my cock where it should be, deep inside a woman’s soft yielding channel while I came, but her scent was in my nostrils and her taste was in my mouth and even better our hot skin touched each others the length of our satiated bodies. Angie’s hand pressed my head to her bosom as her legs slipped from behind me and sank onto the mattress. She kissed the top of my head softly.
“You know Jake, I really should punish you. I said you needed to ask me for permission to cum and you didn’t. But I understand it was your first time and you did make me cum so I forgive you, though the next time I tell you something you better obey me.”
With a groan I pushed my body up so I could look in Angie’s big brown eyes. They were twinkling with suppressed merriment so I smiled at her in return.
“I beg your forgiveness Angie, I tried very hard not to cum. You are just so sexy and your pussy is so nice I couldn’t help it. If you give me another chance I’ll do better, I promise” I murmured before leaning in and kissing her bee-stung lips.
“Well I gotta love your style Jake. When you fuck up you admit it in such a sweet way that not only do I forgive you but I’m graciously willing to give you another chance. Right now in fact.”
That brought a smile to me and since I’d not spent much time on her breasts my mouth found one as my hand squeezed the other. Angie gasped from delight at the attention I delivered to them and thrust her chest up. I’d never gone soft so I slowly began to rotate my hips in a circular motion which soon had her going crazy. She pulled me by my hair from her breast first then pushed against my chest firmly.
“Hmm Jake, I want you to stop what you’re doing and stand up for a minute.”
Reluctantly I did as Angie asked though it brought a sigh of disappointment to us both when I slid from her juicy depths. Looking down at my erection I saw it was coated with our mingled fluids. Angie scooted her body so that she was by the edge of the bed, in fact her legs and ass were actually off the bed but she had her legs suspended in the air. I stood with my body between her tanned thighs and no sooner had I done so then Angie grasped me and pulled my cock to her hungry hole once again.
“Hook your hands under my back Jake and support me” she instructed me.
Sinking deep in her tight pussy I laced my fingers together and held her just above her big butt. She now rested her legs against my chest and her hands grabbed my legs before she winked at me.
“Give it to me hard Jake and try to thrust upwards” were her final words before I started to move.
My knees were bent slightly and my body was also hunched over some and that left me in the perfect position for what was happening. Like a machine I started to move now, driving my full length into her with each thrust. I could feel her nails dig into me as I continued but I ignored all but the feeling of our coupling and how my senses were silently screaming with joy.
This position obviously gave Angie a lot of pleasure as from once I started she was moaning and crying out like crazy. Instead of worrying about not cumming this time I just let go. The fact that I’d already cum twice no doubt helped my stamina but truthfully I didn’t care. I was just reveling in the fact that I was bringing us both pleasure and that a hot woman was taking me balls deep with each thrust.
Angie was like a fountain or something now and with each thrust more of her juice ended up on me and I could actually hear the squishing sounds as I moved in her sopping pussy. My body kept going even when I felt a twinge in my lower back. I’d worked a full, hard day earlier but no amount of pain could stop me at that moment. I believe if Angie had yanked on my imprisoned balls it would’ve barely slowed me down then.
Our bodies were literally dripping with sweat which made it harder to hold onto her but I persevered as slowly I approached another orgasm. If I kept going I couldn’t last much longer now.
“Angie, I’m getting close” I gasped “please give me permission.”
“Oh yes Jake, cum in me. I want to feel it.”
That was enough. No sooner had she uttered the word yes then I buried my cock all the way and let loose in Angie. The cage on my balls certainly accentuated my orgasm and I felt each pulse as I discharged my white cum one more time in her welcoming pussy. As soon as no more spewed from me I carefully moved her body so that it rested on the bed. Unfortunately that necessitated pulling from her paradise but I was afraid under the conditions I might let her fall due to our slippery bodies.
Angie moved over enough on the bed so there was room for me and patted the mattress next to her. Finally feeling the effects of all the day’s exertions I eagerly lay next to her. She propped herself up long enough to where we could again kiss before stretching her body next to mine. Angie placed her head on my chest as her soft hair cascaded about me. Her hand circled and held my shrinking cock like a child would clutch a favorite stuffed animal. My arm in return wrapped around her shoulder and my other hand rested on her forearm.
“Wow Angie, I’m speechless. That was so incredible, I didn’t think anything could feel that good.”
“Well let that be a lesson to you Jake, but I can tell you that if you were with some other woman I doubt it would’ve been half as good. You just lucked out with me as your teacher is all.”
“Oh, I can believe it Angie. Thank you for making it so special for me” I sincerely told her.
“Stop being silly, I was just kidding” she replied and she actually sounded uncertain. “It was great but I’m nothing special, just a woman on the wrong side of forty taking advantage of a naive young guy.”
“Don’t say that” I answered seriously “you’re certainly special in my eyes Angie. As well as beautiful and sexy.”
“You say that now but it’s just the afterglow talking. Tomorrow you’ll be laughing about it with your friends on how you bagged some horny, desperate cougar. But that’s okay. I just need to rest a minute before I move and it is so nice in your arms.”
It took some effort to move I was so beat but I kissed her jet black hair and stroked her arm softly. Sleep was luring my exhausted body but I managed to murmur to her first.
“No Angie, you are special, believe me. First I just need a little break and then I’ll show you how special in a little while.”
Her only answer was to sigh softly and move her head a little more against my chest. Then sleep took me on its gossamer wings. I wasn’t sure how long I slept or what caused me to awaken but suddenly my eyes were open and I seemed to be listening for something, though what I had no idea. My body felt refreshed by my nap and I was fully awake now. Turning I saw Angie lying next to me, still asleep and breathing softly. My fingers brushed the hair from her face and I leaned in with the intention of kissing her when I heard the door open and suddenly the room was bathed in light.
“Jake are you here honey? Oh my God, what the hell is going on? Jake? Angie?!! What the fuck!”
I turned and saw my Mom standing in the open doorway, her mouth open, shock clearly written on her face. Next to me I felt Angie stirring when I realized we were both lying there naked with my Mom right there.
“Mom! Get out!” I yelled as I scrambled to pull the sheet over us and at least prevent her from seeing us like that especially as my balls were still encased in leather and steel.
“Get dressed and then we have to talk” Mom said before closing the door hard behind her as she left the room.
We looked at each other sheepishly for a second and then Angie got a mortified expression as she climbed out of bed. She refused to look at me but kept her eyes down as she hurriedly put on her clothes. I just watched, disappointed by her reaction to the unexpected situation. She appeared as if she was going to leave the room without looking or speaking to me when I stopped her.
“Angie I need the key for the padlock” I whispered.
Still not meeting my eyes she located it and placed it on the bed before grabbing her bag and slipping out the door and closing it behind her. My fingers fumbled to unlock it as I heard voices in the hall, my Mom’s loud and Angie’s for once quiet and apologetic. It took some time to extract myself from my prison as I didn’t want to hurt my already sensitive balls but once I did I pulled on a pair of lounge pants and hurried out of the room.
The hall was empty so I headed downstairs where I found them by the front door. They were talking in low tones and both looked up at me as I hurried down the stairs.
“Go back upstairs young man and I’ll deal with you when I’m done here” Mom said loudly but I was having none of that.
“No I won’t and I don’t mean to be disrespectful Mom. This concerns us all, or at least me and Angie. The only reason it concerns you is this is your house, so for that I apologize.”
“What are you talking about Jake? You’re my son, my minor son and she’s my boss so how do you think..”
“Mom I’m sorry about what happened in your house, or should I say I’m sorry it happened in your house but in no way am I sorry it happened. Yes I’m a minor, but I’m old enough to consent. If we did this somewhere else you couldn’t say anything about it. You don’t have to like it but that’s the truth. I don’t pretend to know what’s going to happen from here on in, especially as you and Angie work together. But please give me five minutes with her Mom and then you can say whatever you wish to say to me or her.”
While I said this I was kind of just staring at my feet but when I looked up they both were standing there with their mouths agape. My Mom shook her head back and forth but without saying a word she turned and walked from the room. I moved next to Angie and tilted my head down to hers.
“Angie I have no idea what’s going through your mind now. Maybe no matter what happened this was a one time thing for you, me being a naïve guy and all like you said. I’m not pretending to know anything but I know that I find you attractive and pretty and great in bed” I said whispering the last part just in case my Mom was listening.
“I’d love to spend more time with you if you’re interested, doing whatever, but that is up to you. I realize there are complications and all but I’m just saying. Sorry about how it ended up tonight. You don’t have to say anything now, just think about what I said.”
Before she had time to react my hand tilted her chin and for the final time that night I kissed Angie. It was a quick one and without another word I turned and walked away and toward the kitchen. After I passed I heard my Mother heading back from the dining room where she’d been waiting. A little while later she came into the kitchen.
“Where’s Dad?” I asked, as it was strange all this had happened and he was nowhere to be found.
She laughed at my question and shook her head before replying.
“And here we were worried my job was going to interrupt our plans tonight. Right after dessert he received a call about an emergency, a transformer exploded and he was called in.”
My Dad is a supervisor for the electric company and on occasion such things happen to him and what a night for it to happen. No telling how things would have gone if he’d been here but I guess we’ll never know now.
“Now Jake I know legally you are old enough to do what you did and I probably would have reacted differently if it was some little teenager like yourself, but Angie? Well no matter, the genie’s out of the bottle I guess and nothing will put it back. I can tell you this: I received that raise and promotion I’ve been angling for.”
On hearing that it was my turn for my jaw to drop and what my Mom said next kept it on the floor.
“By the way Jake, Angie wanted me to ask you something. This year she instituted a program for summer interns at the company and some of them are for paid internships. One of the positions was never filled and she was wondering.. Well if you want to take it? I know you have a job and you don’t have to but the offer is there. No rush, think about it though, okay?”
“Okay I’ll think about it and I’m really sorry Mom, making you go through this tonight.”
I kissed her cheek and started to leave the kitchen, my mind awhirl with all that had happened when her voice stopped me.
“Its all right Jake, all is forgiven. But if you don’t mind I have to ask a question.”
I turned so she could ask and it took her a moment as she seemed to be carefully deciding how to phrase it.
“When I opened your bedroom door and saw you, I couldn’t help but notice that your balls were in some kind of, I don’t know what to call it. But they were confined in something… right below your big, young cock” she said with a gleam in her eye I’d never seen before in my life.
The End
By rutger5 (Copyright -2012)
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