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Olivia jumped out of the car and headed into the hotel as soon as Andrew parked at the entrance. She didn’t wait for him to deal with the valet before she hurried into the lobby and headed for the rest room. Determined to make it from Santa Barbara to Carmel in the allotted three hours, Andrew had driven like a maniac and refused to make any stops along the way.
Olivia smiled thinking about the effect her promise had had on him. She had fully intended to give him her first blow job tonight anyway, but knowing how badly he wanted it gave her a feeling of power.
He was at the front desk when she left the restroom. She crossed the lobby to join him and he smiled down at her. “Feel better, baby?” he asked leaning down to kiss her forehead.
She nodded and slipped her hand into his.
The girl at the desk smiled at her as she slid the key card across the desk to Andrew. “I think you’ll find everything as you requested,” she said. “If there’s anything else you need please let us know. Enjoy your stay, Mr Morgan.”
“I’m sure we will,” he said as he draped the strap of the overnight bag over his shoulder. He wrapped his left arm around Olivia and grasped the handle on the suitcase in his right hand to pull it along as he guided her to the elevator.
They found their suite and Andrew put the bags in the bedroom before joining Olivia in the living room. She was standing at the door of the balcony looking out at the ocean. The last rays of sun sparkled burnished gold lights across the darkening blue water. He stood behind her and slid his arms around her waist. She leaned back against him and smiled.
“Two hours and fifty-four minutes,” she whispered.
He held her tight. “I love you, baby,” he said softly. “You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready to do.”
“I want to suck your cock,” she said turning in his arms. “I was going to do it tonight anyway.”
He leaned down and covered her sweet mouth with his. Her lips parted and his tongue explored the inside of her mouth. Her arms snaked around his neck and he lifted her off her feet still kissing her hungrily. It had been so long since anyone had touched him this way and now he was greedy for her lips, for her caresses, for her nubile, young body, for the taste and feel of her. He had been starving until she had laid her feast of pleasure before him and he couldn’t get enough of her.
He swung her into his arms and and carried her to the sofa. He sat down and settled her on his lap. His lips captured hers again and he rocked with her as he swirled his tongue around hers before sucking gently on her luscious lower lip. She groaned softly and he thrust his tongue into her mouth again.
Without breaking the kiss, Olivia turned to kneel straddling Andrew’s lap. She rocked her hips in a slow, circular motion grinding her pussy against his crotch until he was sure she was going to make him cum in his jeans like a horny teen aged boy.
He slid his hands under her skirt and squeezed her ass as she continued to rock. He ran his fingers along her crack and beneath her thong searching for the entrance to his own personal paradise. Olivia put her hands on his chest and pushed away from him sliding off his lap to kneel on the floor in front of him.
She pushed his knees apart and urged him to slide his ass to the edge of the sofa. She ran her finger along the edge of the waistband of his jeans and he shivered. Her fingers slipped under the snap and it popped opened. Andrew leaned back and watched her through half closed eyes as she slowly unzipped his jeans. He lifted his hips as she slid them down along with his boxers. He kicked off his loafers and she pulled his jeans off.
She smiled up at him from where she knelt between his thighs then turned her full attention on his rock hard penis. She wrapped her fingers around it and lifted it away from his abdomen. His cock twitched in her hand as though it were alive. She bent down and sucked one of his balls gently into her mouth and rolled it over her tongue. He shivered as she let it fall out of her mouth to treat its mate to the same delight.
She licked the shaft of his cock from the base to the mushroom head tracing the veins before she swirled the tip of her tongue inside the hole on the tip. Her lips parted and she took the head into her mouth. Her head began to move up and down as she cupped his balls in one hand and stroked his shaft with the other.
Andrew laid his head back and closed his eyes giving himself over completely to the delicious sensations her mouth and hands were creating in his throbbing cock. His breathing grew ragged and he began to rock his hips, thrusting up into her mouth as her head came down. He gripped the edge of the sofa tightly trying to resist the urge to grab her head and fuck her face as hard as he could.
Olivia’s hands gripped his thighs and squeezed as she pushed her head down taking his entire cock into her mouth. Andrew’s breath caught in his throat and his eyes flew open wide as she raised up then deep throated him again.
Her fingers closed around the shaft again and she stroked him faster as her head bobbed up and down in his lap. She squeezed his balls gently and he felt them draw up readying to release a load of hot semen. He was panting as her tongue worked the sensitive underside just below the head.
She was squeezing the base of his penis and pulling up as though she was trying to milk the cum from him and he knew he was going to blow soon. Her mouth slid down again and he felt the spongy head hit the back of her throat.
“Baby,” he groaned hoarsely, “I’m going to cum in your mouth.”
Her thumb massaged the skin between his anus and his sac and his hips rocked wildly. She found the slight indentation halfway between his balls and his asshole and she pressed it hard with the pad of her thumb.
Andrew felt an explosion of light behind his closed eyes. His hands grasped her head and his hips jerked up forcing his cock into her throat as the first blast of cum flooded her mouth. She sucked and swallowed as his cock pulsed and his balls released everything he had left in him. She milked his cock for every last drop before pushing the tip of her tongue into the opening of his urethra to make sure that she had every last bit of semen his body had produced.
Andrew’s hands under her arms pulled her up to lie on top of him as his breathing and heartbeat gradually returned to normal. “Where did you learn to do that?” he asked suspiciously.
Olivia rested her chin on his chest and she grinned at him. “I found your porn stash,” she said.
“You’ve never done that before?” he asked, though he didn’t really want to know about it if she had.
“You’re my first,” she said kissing his chest. “You’re my first everything, Andrew.”
“You deep throated me,” he said shuddering as he remembered the sensation of his cock sliding all the way into her mouth.
“I did practice a little,” she admitted.
“With what?”
“The cucumber you ate on your salad last night,” she said biting her bottom lip.
He laughed and pulled her up to kiss her turning as he did so to lie her on the sofa beneath him. She had made certain that his cock was going to be useless for the rest of the night, but he still had his fingers and tongue. He rested between her smooth, firm thighs holding his weight on his elbows as he continued kissing her.
“We have dinner reservations,” she murmured when his lips left hers to explore the contours of her throat.
“We’ll call room service later,” he said as he slid down her body. “There’s something I’m starving for right here.”
Olivia closed her eyes and moaned softly as his tongue began exploring the crevasse between her legs.
Andrew woke up alone. The sun shone brightly through the window so he knew it had to be after noon. He sat up and looked around the room. “Liv?” he called.
“In here,” she said.
The bathroom door wasn’t closed all the way. He pushed it open and leaned in the doorway. Olivia was at the sink filling a red latex douche bag. He watched fascinated as she screwed the top back on and pushed the white hose back in place. She looked over her shoulder at him and smiled seductively.
“You do it this time,” she said offer the bag to him.
“This time?” he asked as he crossed the space between them to take the bag and nozzle.
“Yes,” she said as she leaned forward and reached back to spread her ass cheeks for him. “I want to be all cleaned out for you. The water was clear the last two times, but I want to do it once more to be sure.”
He was breathing hard as he stared at her perfectly puckered brown hole. She looked back at him. “Put it in, baby.”
He dropped to his knees and pressed his lips against her asshole. His tongue darted out to lick around the tight puckered opening. Olivia moaned softly as he pushed his tongue into her ass.
“Give it to me, Andrew,” she said reaching for the hose. “I’ll do it.”
He pulled his tongue out of her and stood up. Rubbing his hard cock against her soft ass cheek he pushed the nozzle into her anus. He unsnapped the clip that kept the water from flowing and squeezed the bag forcing the contents through the narrow hose and into Olivia’s bowels.
She squirmed uncomfortably as the two quarts of water filled her. Andrew slowly removed the the nozzle and she clenched cheeks together and leaned her head against her forearms for a minute before straightening up and moving to the toilet. She sat down with her legs spread wide and Andrew watched as the water, as clear as when it had entered her body, gush out of her anus. Olivia rocked back and forth a few times and then pushed again and relieved herself of the rest of the water.
“How many times?” he asked.
“I don’t know exactly,” she said. “Two with my peppermint soap and just warm water till I was all clean inside.”
“Why, Olivia?”
She wrapped her arms around his neck. “You know why, Andrew. I’ve watched every porn DVD you own and I figured if that’s what you like to watch, that’s what you want to do.”
His legs felt weak as she leaned against him. There was certainly no arguing with her logic. He couldn’t count the times he’d fantasized about pounding his cock into her perfect little ass until he exploded inside her.
She pulled away from him and walked to the door, her ass jiggling invitingly. She paused and looked back at him. “I’m all cleaned out and more than willing, baby,” she said smiling. “What are you waiting for?”
He scooped her up on his way to the bedroom and deposited her on the mattress before kneeling on the bed beside her.
“There’s lube in the overnight bag,” she said.
He got up and grabbed the bag, rifling through it till he found the small bottle of astroglide. He returned to the bed and Olivia rolled onto her stomach and lifted her butt. Andrew’s cock was harder than it had been in years. It throbbed painfully at the sight of her beautiful ass lifted for his pleasure. He knelt behind her and cupped her cheeks in his hands first squeezing them together and then spreading them. He leaned down and licked her asshole again before slowly pushing his tongue into her. He thrust it in and out rhythmically and she began to pant.
He pulled his tongue out and reached for the lube. Her body quivered as he dripped the cold, clear liquid onto her hot little hole. He scooped up what began dripping toward her pussy on his forefinger and massaged the slippery lube over her anus. She moaned softly and turned her head to watch him. He pressed his finger against her tight sphincter watching as it gave way and allowed him entrance. As he slid his finger in and out Olivia began to rock back against his hand. He pulled his finger out and dipped more lube onto the first two fingers of his right hand. He shoved them into her ass and began to move them quickly in and out spreading them into a V as he pulled them out to open her up in preparation for the fucking he was going to give her with his throbbing cock.
She buried her face in the pillow, biting it to keep from crying out in pain as he stretched her mercilessly. His fingers left her ass and she looked back again to watch him spread a generous amount of lube on his hard cock.
“Spread your cheeks for me, baby,” Andrew said huskily.
She reached back and held herself open for him. She felt the head of his cock pressing against the tight muscle and she involuntarily tensed in anticipation of the pain she knew was coming. He pushed the tip of his cock into her and she gasped.
“Oooooohh ow ow ow ow,” she screeched.
“Relax, Liv,” he said. “You’re making it worse for yourself.”
She pounded one fist on the bed and pressed her face into the pillow. Andrew pushed a little deeper and she moaned miserably.
“You are so incredibly tight,” he said with awe in his voice. “I’m sorry, that it hurts for you, honey, but it feels like heaven to me.”
He pulled out a little and pushed back in farther. She started started to crawl away from him and he gave her a stinging slap on the ass. She jerked away from him and he slapped her other cheek even harder.
He grabbed her hips and pulled her back. “There’s only one way to do this, baby,” he said holding her firmly in place.
With his hands gripping her hips he slammed his cock into her, his pelvis hitting her ass hard. Olivia screamed into her pillow. Andrew pulled almost all the way out and slammed into her again. He settled into a fast pounding rhythm as her tears soaked the pillow.
He watched his cock sliding quickly in and out of her gorgeous ass and, for the moment at least, he didn’t care that it was causing her pain. He had never felt anything like the sensations cause by her incredibly tight little ass and he knew he wasn’t going to last long anyway.
He fucked her mindlessly, the pleasure she was giving him the only thing he was aware of. He didn’t even realize right away that she had lifted her head and started rocking back to meet his savage thrusts. It wasn’t until he felt her fingers sliding over her pussy that he became aware that she was now enjoying his cock pounding into her ass as much as he was.
Her breathing was as ragged as his as he increased the speed of his strokes. “Baby,” he groaned. “I’m gonna cum.”
“Wait,” she said breathlessly. “Let me turn over so I can see your face the first time you cum in my ass.”
Andrew pulled out and she flipped herself onto her back and, placing her hands on the back of her thighs, she pulled her knees up to her shoulders.
He shoved his cock into her ass again and grabbed her ankles. Leaning forward he rested his chest against the bottom of her feet and began fucking her furiously. He threw his head back, his eyes glazed, his mouth open as his breath came in fast, shallow pants.
“Liv,” he groaned. “Baby, here it comes. Here it comes.”
She started tightening her sphincter on each outward stroke, relaxing it again as he slammed back into her. Andrew felt like his head was was going to explode when he felt her milking the cum from his balls with her ass. He cried out wordlessly as his cock let loose and sprayed her bowels with one long blast of hot of semen after another.
He collapsed on top of her burying his face against her neck and she wrapped her arms and legs around him holding him tightly. “I love you, Andrew,” she breathed against his ear.
All he could do was nod.
“I’ll be better next time,” she said.
“If you get any better at it you’ll kill me,” he said still panting as he lifted his head to kiss her.
“I just meant I won’t freak out because the next time won’t hurt as much now that you popped my cherry back there.”
He smiled down at her. “Like you just popped mine.”
“Really?” she asked, her voice filled with wonder. “You’ve never done that before?”
“Really,” he said. “That was my first time.”
“That’s my new favorite thing,” she said pulling him down to kiss him. “I love your cock in my ass.”
He shivered and held her tighter than he ever had. “I love you,Olivia.”
“There are some things I want to ask you for, Andrew,” she said hesitently.
He rolled onto his side without letting go of her. “Anything, baby.”
She ran a finger along his stubbly jaw. “I want a new bed,” she said. “I don’t want to keep making love with you in the bed you slept in with your first wife.”
“Fair enough,” he said kissing the tip of her nose. “You pick out what you want and we’ll buy it.”
“And I want you to put all her pictures away,” she continued. “I bought you a photo album to keep them in, but they don’t belong on display in our home anymore.”
“Liv,” he said cautiously, “you’re mom . . .”
“Vicky,” she said. “You’re first wife’s name was Vicky.”
“I loved your mom, Olivia. I’m not ready pack all of our memories away. Our memories, Liv. Your’s, too. She’s your mom.”
She pushed away from him and started to sit up. Andrew pulled her against him again and rolled to lay over her and pin her to the bed. “Olivia,” he pleaded as he pressed his lips to hers.
She turned her head to avoid his kiss. “No,” she said determinedly. “If you want your memories you can have them, but you can’t have me, too.”
He swallowed hard. “Baby, don’t do this to me.”
“I’m not going to be your little whore, Daddy. If I’m no more to you than cum rag, then I’m done. I hope the last few days have been enough because when we get home I’m going to call Aunt Jen and ask her to come and get me and you’re going to let me go.”
Andrew was breathing heavily. “Liv, please don’t do this. You can’t leave me now. I need you. I love you. baby.”
“I can be your live in girlfriend, or I can go live with Aunt Jen and go back to being your daughter. You can’t have it both ways, though. If I’m your girlfriend then your first wife’s stuff has to go.”
He didn’t answer her right away and she squirmed away from him and rolled toward the side of the bed. He lunged after her, but she slipped away from him and started rooting through the suitcase for clothes.
He was on his feet behind her. “Liv,” he pleaded reaching for her again.
She struggled as he pulled her into his arms. “Let me go,” she sobbed.
“Liv, stop. I want you. You, baby,” he said holding her tightly. “I’ll put the pictures away. I’ll pack her clothes and give them away. Whatever you want, baby. Don’t leave me.”
His fingers lifted her chin and he looked down at her tear streaked face. “Don’t leave me,” he said softly as his lips found hers.
She slid her arms around his neck and he groaned as her lips parted beneath his. He lifted her back onto the bed and stretched out beside her. Lifting his head he gazed down at her for a moment before pulling her into his arms as he rolled onto his side.
“I love you, baby,” he said fervently.
“I love you, too, Andrew,” she said winding her fingers into his hair.
He caught her luscious lower lip between his teeth and pulled gently before his tongue invaded her mouth. He rolled her onto her back and leaned over her as he ravaged her sweet mouth.
“Is there anything else?” he asked lifting his head.
“No,” she said smiling. “But if there’s anything you want, anything I haven’t thought of yet, all you have to do is tell me.”
“Baby, you’ve given me everything,” he assured her as his hands started roaming her body.
“Not everything,” she said. “There’s one more thing, but it’s going to have to wait for a couple of years.”
“What’s that?” he asked warily.
“I am going to give you a son,” she said with a determination that left him no doubt that she was going to have her way.
His lips followed his hands in their exploration of her glorious tits. “We’ll see,” he said just before his mouth closed around her pert, pink nipple, but his cock was already getting hard at the thought of the day when he’d plant his seed in her fertile womb to make her belly swell and of how he’d be able to nurse at these beautiful breasts that would feed his son.
Epilogue
Andrew rang the doorbell and waited for Emily to answer. His ten month old daughter snuggled against his chest, her curly blond head resting on his shoulder as she sucked her thumb.
Emily opened the door and grinned at him. “Are you ready to do this again, Andrew?” she asked as she took Carissa from his arms.
He shook his head. “I hate seeing her in pain, Em.”
“She’s going to be fine,” the older woman assured him. “It’ll be a lot easier for her this time.”
“It’s certainly going to be faster,” he said handing Emily the diaper bag. “Her contractions started out at ten minutes apart.”
“You’d better get moving then or you’re going to be delivering this one yourself,” she said laughing. “Call me as soon as the baby is born.”
“I will,” he said giving his little girl a kiss on the forhead before turning to sprint across the front yard to his home.
Olivia was sitting on the stairs in obvious pain when he stepped through the front door. He knelt by her side and took her hand. “Boy or girl, this is it,” Andrew said his brow furrowed with worry. “I’m scheduling a vasectomy in the morning.”
Olivia kept doing her breathing and just nodded at him. She took a deep breath as her contraction ended. “It’s a boy this time,” she said. “I know it just like I knew Carissa was a girl.”
“They’re getting closer, aren’t they?” he asked.
She nodded.
“Five minutes to the clinic,” Andrew said helping her up. “Debra is already there because she had another delivery tonight.”
He got her into the car and drove through the deserted streets of Boca Raton like he was on the track at Daytona. He pulled up in front of the Women’s Clinic’s birthing center and handed Olivia off to a nurse while he ran back out to park the car.
They had already taken her to a room by the time he got back in. He rushed down the hall and pushed the door open. The nurse was helping Olivia into a hospital gown.
“I don’t think this is going to take very long, Dad,” she said smiling at Andrew. “I’ll get Debra and then I’ll get the IV started.”
Olivia reached for Andrew’s hand and he rushed to her side. Leaning down he kissed her lightly. She squeezed his hand tightly and took a deep breath.
“Another one?” he asked.
She nodded. Andrew looked at the large clock and listened to Olivia’s rapid, shallow breathing. The endless seconds ticked off as she squeezed his hand so tightly he thought she might break his fingers. Finally she took a deep breath and released it slowly.
“That was almost a minute and a half,” he said.
“You don’t have to tell me,” she said smiling wanly.
“Seriously, Liv, I can’t take seeing you go through this again.”
“It’s not so bad this time,” she said. “Carissa took so long that I was worn out. That made it harder.”
“Still,” he said firmly, “this is it.”
“Okay,” she said.
“How’re we doing, Liv?” the large red haired mid wife asked as she entered the room. “I just want to check and see how things are coming along.”
Olivia nodded.
“Knees up, sweetie. Relax.”
Olivia let her legs fall open and Andrew watched as Debra pushed two fingers into his wife’s vagina to check her cervix. Debra looked up and put her free hand on Olivia’s stomach.
“Contraction?” she asked.
“Yes,” Olivia hissed.
“That was only two minutes,” Andrew said as Olivia groaned and squeezed his hand again.
“I’m going to break your water, hon,” Debra said.
Olivia felt a gush of warm liquid and Debra pulled her fingers out. “Nice and clear,” she said. “Just what we want to see. You’re nine centimeters and almost completely effaced. I can feel the baby’s head right down there.”
“So can I,” Olivia said.
“How much longer?” Andrew asked anxiously.
Olivia groaned loudly and crushed Andrew’s fingers. He drew a sharp breath and he looked down at her. “I need to push,” she said through gritted teeth.
Debra smiled at him. “Oh, I’d say you’re going to be seeing this one in a few minutes. Would you please hit that call button, Dad.”
Andrew pushed the button. Before anyone answered, Olivia let out a loud moan. “I need to push. I need to push.”
“Pull your legs up and push, sweetie,” Debra said. “Come on, Liv, you’re going to have to open a lot wider to get him out than you did to get him in there.”
Olivia grabbed the backs of her knees and pulled them up as far as she could. Andrew supported her shoulders as she strained to push his child out of her womb. She relaxed into his arms and was hit by another contraction almost immediately. Andrew lifted her shoulders again and she pushed hard. He watched as the baby’s head stretched her vagina open and then disappeared again as the contraction ended.
“Do you need something?” a voice said from the intercom.
“An isolet and some help would be nice,” Debra said. “I got a little one here that’s in a hurry.”
“We’ll be right there, Deb.”
Olivia groaned again and Andrew lifted her up as she pulled her legs up and pushed. Her groan grew into a shriek as the baby’s head stretched her impossibly.
“Keep pushing,” Debra said as Olivia strained to get the baby out.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” Andrew said.
“Come on, Liv. The head is almost out.”
Andrew pushed her shoulders up a little more and Olivia pushed as hard as she could.
“Hold on, sweetie,” Debra said. “Head’s out.” She slid her fingers around the baby’s neck making sure that the cord wasn’t around it before she suctioned out its mouth. A nurse pushed an isolet into the room and picked up a blanket before moving quickly to stand by Debra.
“One more push, honey.”
Andrew lifted Olivia’s shoulders and she pushed his baby out. Debra held the baby up and grinned at Andrew. “Mom was right again,” she said. “You have a son.”
The baby screwed up his face and began to wail waving his arms angrily. Andrew beamed at Olivia. He leaned down and pressed his lips to her forehead. “Thank you, baby,” he said softly before his lips closed over hers.
Andrew stood in the doorway of his children’s room. His baby girl slept soundly in her crib, on her stomach, her knees drawn up, her thumb perpetually in her little rosebud mouth.
Olivia sat in the rocking chair with his three month old son in her arms. Andrew Cole Morgan Jr, AJ for short, nursed greedily at his mother’s breast. Andrew sauntered across the room and kneeled at Olivia’s side. She smiled and offered him her other breast. He took her swollen nipple into his mouth and nursed as hungrily as is son.
AJ sighed as he settled back to sleep and Olivia eased her finger between the baby’s mouth and her nipple to break the suction. “He’s a little barracuda,” she whispered as Andrew stood and took his son.
Kissing the baby’s dark curls, he carefully laid him in his crib. He took Olivia’s hand and pulled her to her feet. He slid his arm around her waist and they walked back to their room. Stopping by the bed he pulled her into his arms and kissed her. Her lips parted for him and his tongue delved into her sweet mouth.
He stepped back and lifted the hem of the tee shirt she had worn to bed. He pulled it off and dropped it on the floor. He dropped to his knees and pulled her panties down. She stepped out of them and sat down on the side of the bed and watched as he took his sweat pants off. Olivia laid back and opened her legs for him. He guided his cock to the entrance of her pussy and pushed into her without feeling to see if she was wet first. He knew she would be. She was always wet and hot after nursing the baby.
He looked down at her adoringly as he started to move inside her. It never failed to amaze him that even after bearing two children for him, her cunt was still as tight as it had been the first time he’d fucked her five years before. He lowered his head and went back to sucking the sweet nectar from her swollen breasts as he thrust his cock into her.
Olivia wound her fingers into his hair and rocked her hips to meet his deep, slow strokes. It felt as though there was a nerve that ran from her nipple to her cunt and every time Andrew sucked a mouthful of milk from her tit it sent another wave of plasure through her pussy. She always came fast when he nursed as he fucked her and this time was going to be no different.
“Andrew,” she moaned.
He sucked harder at her breast and rammed his cock into her tight cunt.
“Uh uh, oh God, Andrew.”
Her body tensed as she arched her back and her cunt convulsed around his engorged cock. He lifted his head and pushed up on his arms pounding his cock into her. His jaw clenched and he pushed her knees up to her shoulders as he continued to fuck her fast and hard.
“Liv,” he groaned. “baby, I’m going to cum.”
She pulled him down and wrapped her arms and legs around him as he buried his cock in her tight cunt and filled her to overflowing. She planted quick kisses all over his face as his cock pulsed inside her.
Andrew turned his head and captured her lips, thrusting his tongue into her mouth as he thrust his spent cock slowly into her dripping pussy. She clenched her cunt around him rhythmically as he gradually slowed to a stop.
He rolled onto is side pulling her with him, her leg still thrown over his hip and, like the first time he’d made love to her, they drifted off to sleep still joined together.
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My daughters BFF, Jaz, likes to watch porn too.
This is a fictional work and all characters are above 18 years old. Themes involve a brother blackmailing his sister into sex with him and his friend. In this chapter, Kayleigh role plays that she is under age, she is in fact 18 years old, and there is no depiction of under-age sex.
Do not read if you are not interested in this theme.
Obviously this is fictional since I never spoke to her again since the second grade. I saw her once when I was 11-12, but we never spoke. This is how I wished things had happened and a little extra stuff for you guys to make up for posting the first part without any sort of sex whatsoever, but you need a prequel to make a sequel. I apologize for any errors that may be in the story or if you do not enjoy it. If you’d like me to continue on with the story feel free to let me know in the comments.
“Ready?” my mom asked, pulling up the curb to the school. I was clutching my backpack tightly unconsciously and loosened the grip as soon as I realized.
“Yeah,” I nod. Today would be my first day back in Washington after spending the rest of my elementary and middle school years in Texas. The adjustment was difficult since I had no friends and the Texas weather compared to Washington’s was like day and night.
“Bye sweety,” my mom laughs. She says it extra loud so that any within five feet of our car could hear.
“Mom,” I sigh, opening the door and climbing out.
“See you tonight,” she says, now serious. I wonder how she does that.
“Bye,” I wave, turning away to face my school. I look over at the sign that says: Hill Ridge High School. This was where I will be spending the next four years of my life apparently. As I walk through the cloud of my future classmates they all looked pale compared to the tan I got from Texas’s summer rays. Of course there are some that have somewhat of a tan, but I doubt it was from being here. I watched as they all pooled together into the gymnasium and lingered around in the back so that I wouldn’t be squished. In the end I was and was pushed against a girl so that my crotch grazed her ass. She turned to look at me, furious, but the look on my face must have calmed her down a bit.
“Sorry I, uh, they pushed me and I….,” I was trying to find the words.
“Collin?” the girl asked. I looked at her quizzically. Something about her seemed familiar, but I still had no idea who she was.
“Yes?” I asked, looking down at her. Her deep brown eyes stared up to me since I was about three inches taller than her, which made her about 5 “4” and me 5″7″. I tried to figure out who she was, but I was dumbfounded.
“I should go,” I finally say, joining the rest of the crowd. For an hour or so the principle and some teachers welcomed the freshman to the school and talked about rules and regulations we’d have to follow. That sums it up pretty well. After it ended everyone had five minutes before they’d have to head to class and I went over to the vending machine to get a bottle of water.
“Do you really not remember me?” a hurt voice says from behind me. I nearly jump out of my skin and turn to look around. The girl from earlier is back. Her long blond hair is tied back in a pony tail exposing her lovely face and has a black Rolling Stones t-shirt on. She has tight jeans on that show off her perfect ass.
“I don’t know anyone here,” I explain to her,” I moved a long time ago. The last time I was here I was around six or seven.” That brings me back to the second grade and the girl named Dakota. It takes a while before I connect the two.
“Dakota?” I breath.
“You still are an idiot,” she shakes her head at me. At this moment I want nothing more to embrace her, but I can’t build up the courage. She takes the initiative however and hugs my tightly, putting her arms around my neck and I pack mine around her mid back section.
“I missed you,” she whispered into my ear before leaving for her first class for today. I do the same and head to class. Most of the day goes by in a breeze and lunch pulls around the corner. I grab my brown bag full of food and head to the cafeteria. It’s full of people I don’t know and eating outside isn’t an option even with my black hoodie.
“Collin,” someone calls my name. I look to see Dakota beckoning me to join her. Her table is full of girls and one guy who’s sexuality looks to be in question. These aren’t exactly my ideal people to sit with, but it was better than nothing. I walk over to them and take the seat beside Dakota.
Each of them look at me like a science specimen, but one takes a particular interest in me.
“Hey Collin,” the girl says. She has long brown hair that rest well past her shoulders and hazel eyes. Another thing is that she extremely large breast compared to most girls and was around 36C. I didn’t know her, but I wanted to.
“Hi,” I say, wondering how she knew my name. I looked over at Dakota who seemed to be enjoying this.
“You’re right he is an airhead still,” she reaches across the table and flicks me on the forehead,” it’s me Rachel.” Despite myself I don’t hide the shock in my voice.
“Really?” I ask. She looks different compared to when we were little.
“Are you surprised to see I grew out of tom boy stage?’ she ask teasingly.
“I think I’m just surprise to see you. Have you guys always gone to the same school together since I left?” I ask.
They both nod.
“Well sorry I broke the trio,” I say to them and they smile.
For the rest of the week it felt like old times. I was introduced to other people and began to develop a social circle where I would have people to walk to class with. Everything was great and got even better when Dakota caught up to me after school on Friday and asked if I wanted to go to a party with her.
“Sure,” I told her. My mom didn’t mind if I stayed out late since she trusted me well enough not to do anything bad.
“Okay, I’ll text you the directions. By the way you need my number,” she informed me. I pulled out my phone and before I could ask for her digits she took it and typed her number into my phone. I called her so that she could place mine in hers. After we were done with this she waved goodbye before hopping into her friend’s car. I take the less popular route and walk home. It’s pretty easy to remember the way and I’m home within ten minutes. Since it’s 3:30 I crawl into bed and take a long name. I wake sometime later after feeling my phone buzz in my pocket. The sun is no longer up and my room is practically pitch black. I pull out the phone, which causes me to blink about ten times until they can actually adjust.
The text is from Dakota and tells me where the house will be at. She also tells me to send her my address so that she can pick me up at eight. I text her back and with the directions before rolling out of bed quite literally. I lay there momentarily before getting up. My mom is in the living room watching Law & Order intently, but looks up when I enter.
“Hey sleepy head,”she remarks.
“Can I go out with my friends? I’ll probably stay the night,” I tell her.
“Sure,” she stated. Most parents would want to know where I was going or who I’d be with, but like I said before, she trusted me.
“Thanks,” I say exciting the room. I look over at the clock and see it is already 7:30. Although it doesn’t take me long to get ready I like take my time, but since I have only thirty minutes I’d have to speed up the pace. I shower quickly and brush my teeth at the same time. Once I’m finished I climb out wrapping a towel around my waist and heading to my room. I have about twenty minutes left and am pretty good on time. I put on a pair of grey jeans and a white v-neck along with a pair of Nike’s that a collage of black, grey, and white. I pull the black Yankees hat off my dresser and put it on. When I come out of my room my mom turns to look again.
“Going on a date?” my mom ask.
“Nothing like that,” I shake my head.
“Well don’t get anyone pregnant,” my mom orders. My mom had me around my age, which is one of the main reasons we don’t have a dad around. It’s also another reason why my mom always tells me this one thing everyday. I grab my wallet, which I reluctantly put two condoms in because my overly persistent mother and put my phone in my pocket before checking the time. It’s five till so I take a seat beside my mom and watch the rest of the show with her. It may only be five minutes, but I was able to sum it up pretty well. Halfway through the commercials I hear a horn blow outside and know that’s my ride.
“Bye mom,” I say over my shoulder. I close the door behind me and walk to the car. Dakota is visibly sitting in the front seat and Rachel is in the back. I slide in beside her and say hello.
“Hey,” she says, looking me over. I pretend not to notice.
“Hey Collin,” Dakota turns back in her seat. Beside her is a boy who looks a lot older than any of us.
“Hi,” I smile. She turns back and I ask Rachel who the boy is in a whisper.
“That’s her boyfriend,” she informs me. This is something I would have been alright not knowing. I slump back in my seat and Rachel pats my thigh sympathetically.
***
When we arrive to the party I lean more towards Rachel’s company and Dakota seems to be perplexed by it.
“You okay?” she finally ask me when Rachel goes to get a drink and her boyfriend has ventured off somewhere.
“You didn’t tell me you had a boyfriend,” I can hear myself pouting.
“What boyfriend?” she looks at me, startled.
“That guy that was driving us,” I tell her.
“That was my cousin,” she laughs.
“But Rachel told me-”
“Rachel loves to mess with people, especially you,” she pats my shoulder.
“I guess,” I shrug accidentally making her hand drop from me.
“So were you jealous at the thought that I might have a boyfriend?” she leans into me. Her eyes locked onto mine, making it hard to look away.
“Of course not,” I shake my head.
“Girls like a boy who’s honest,” she informs me. Rachel returns back then and I feel Dakota move from me. There is a certain tension between the two that I can’t quite decipher, but I pass it off as nothing.
“Some of the people are playing some sort of game over there,” Rachel tells us and a slight shiver goes down my back at the mention of game. Rachel and Dakota are blushing a scarlet red now.
“Well let’s play,” Dakota finally says and I follow behind her. I feel Rachel’s hand spank me on the butt as she passes by and I nearly jump. She winks before turning to stand beside Dakota.
In the living room and hear Clint Eastwood blasting even louder. On the floor a circle is formed and a bottle spins between them all. Everyone is confused on it and we take our seats wherever room is available. When the bottle stops on a girl I expect for the girl and boy to kiss and be done with it, but he says “F”. She stands up with him and they walk out of the room into an open room.
“What game is this?” I ask the boy next to me named Tyler who is a brief acquaintance.
“You guys didn’t play this in Texas? It’s called T or F,” he informs me.
“What’s T or F?” I ask him.
“Tongue or Fuck,” he explains,”tongue can be between two mouths or wherever you want them to use it while fuck is pretty self exclamatory.” Once he finishes explaining my heart begins to speed faster. The possibility of being able to do this with Dakota is a dream come true, but also a tragedy if this could be with another guy. My nightmare comes to reality when it’s Dakota’s turn to spin. I don’t want to look knowing the odds I won’t be chosen and stare at my hands. I continue this until someone taps my shoulder and my head snaps up.
“You got picked bro,” Tyler informs me. I look up to see Dakota staring me in half shock. The girl next to her whispers something into her ear.
“F,” she says aloud. Everyone around her looks at me as if I’m the luckiest guy on the planet. She gets up to stand I struggle to stand as well. We go to a room that is unoccupied and sit on the bed in silence.
“You know what F meant right?” I ask her.
“No why?’ she ask me.
“That means fuck. You just announced that to everyone that you wanted to fuck me to everyone,” I laugh nervously.
“Really?” she acknowledged.
“Yeah,” I say, rubbing my hands on my knees.
“Do you want to to?” she says almost inaudibly.
“Not if you don’t want to,” I look down at my legs that are trembling, waiting for her answer.
“I always have,” she claims to me and places her hand on mine, which is on my knee. She leans over and kisses me on the lips. They feel soft and warm against mine and I open my mouth, slowly placing my tongue in hers. She accepts it willingly and begins to use hers. Our mouths are no longer separate and have become one. I move her so that she is all the way on the bed and crawl on top of her. Her lips never seem to leave mine in this process. She roughly rolls me so that she is now on top and is now straddling my waist. I watch as she removes her shirt and her bra revealing her breast. They seem to be slightly smaller than Rachel’s but are still amazing to look at. My hands move from her back to her chest and I gently massage her breast in my hands. I try something I’ve always wanted to and place her right nipple in my hand. She moans softly at the feeling and I know I’m doing it right. I continue to fondle her left breast in the process and switch so that her left breast is now in my mouth. I suck softly and both her nipples are as hard as rock. She pulls me away that she can remove my shirt and I lift my arms obediently before continue to play with her breast.
“You’re really good at that,” she breaths into my hair. My dick is so hard that it’s painful against my jeans and I pull away. She understands and her hands move to the button of my jeans, pulling them off and I lift my ass from the bed so she won’t have trouble. I kick my shoes off and my socks as she begins to remove her pants and flats. Now we are both stark naked and I’m sitting at the foot of the bed. She gets on her knees in front of me and stares at my “7′ inch dick that is pretty thick around. Her hand barely holds it all, but it still feels amazing.
“I’ve never done any of this before,” she admits.
“Neither have I,” when I say this she seems to be comforted by the idea. She begins to move her hand up and down my base which results in her touching the head each time. She begins to speed up the pace. Her warm hand sends an electric current through me and I find myself slowly thrusting to the rhythm of her hand. Just when I think it can’t get better she places her mouth on my dick. Her mouth serves as as a heated vacuum and she licks the tip with her tongue and bobs her head up and down my dick, taking about five inches as she does. I can’t last much longer and I feel as my balls tighten.
“I’m gonna cum,” I warn her, but she continues to suck me off. I begin to come in her mouth seconds later and release my loads into her. One, two, three. Three loads are emptied into her moist mouth and she swallows it all in one gulp. My dick quickly softens after this.
“That tasted a lot better than my friends said it would,” she finally says, licking the remaining cum from her lips and the side of her mouth.
“Your turn,” I tell her. She lays on the bed, trying to prepare herself. I stare down at her shaved pussy and it waits to be touched. I spread it slightly and lick her slit. She is moaning loudly now. I use my thumb to rub her clit and that drives her wild. I begin to stick my tongue in out of her warm pussy hole and she moves her hips. I move my mouth up to suck her clit. As she begins to cum her knees lock my heads and place as I continue to eat her pussy. Her body squirms and her back arches from the bed as she cums into my mouth. She doesn’t squirt like they show most girls doing in the porn but I see as a small river of juices flows from her and lick it all up.
“That was amazing,” she comments as I pull away. I look down at my dick and it is fully hard again. She nods and I place myself at the entrance of her pussy.
“Just be gentle,” she tells me. I nod as I attempt to place the head of my cock in her pussy. She winces a little, but encourages me to go on, but it’s extremely tight. Once some of the base inside of her I feel a little resistance and ask her if I should continue.
“Yeah it’s just my hymen. Once you go through just don’t move around alright?” she ask me. I comply. I watch as she tries to brace herself and slowly push. It won’t give way and once I press a little harder it does. It must be painful for her since she pulls me down so that my chest is pressed against hers and her nails are digging into my back. I know this is not nearly as painful as it was for her and tolerate it. After five minutes or so she recovers thankfully and tells me to proceed. I slowly begin to pump in and out of her the grimace on her face slowly begins to face and is replaced with one full of pleasure. I begin to press harder with each thrust, putting my cock fully inside her.
“That feels fucking great. Don’t stop,” she commands. This is probably the first time I’ve heard her curse.
I speed up once I know she isn’t in pain anymore and am now going as fast as I can with hard thrust into her. She is half moaning/screaming and I place my mouth on hers so she won’t attract too much attention. Just as I’m on the edge of cuming I remember the condom’s in my wallet and realize it is far too late. I attempt to pull out of her, but she wraps her legs around my hips, locking me in place.
“It’s alright,” she tells me, pulling me further into her with her legs. I’m trapped now. I hold out as I feel her vagina tighten around me and pump quickly into her.
“I’m cuming too,” she finally says. Once I feel the warm sensation slide down my cock that sends me over the edge and I thrust deep inside her so I’m cuming into her womb. Once I finish my dick shrinks and pulls out her and her pussy begins to overflow with our combined fluids.
“That was amazing,” she says as I lay down beside her.
“Yeah,” I look over at her. She looks back at me, placing her hand on my chest.
“I’m going to take a quick shower,” she informs me, going to the bathroom attached to the room. I watch as she goes and she turns back to look at me.
“Aren’t you coming?” she smiles.
“Yeah,” I quickly scramble from the bed to follow her.
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Uncle fails to please wife sexually so she turns to her nephew for sex
The Mistress takes a new sub, but can the sub resist this beautiful woman.
The game continues in round three
The third part to my story – Hide-n-peep (1), Play date with Amber (2)
As the old bus grinded noisily away from the No.27 stop, Rebecca Moore flipped her light duffel bag’s draw string over her shoulder and began to make her way into the large complex before her. The last rays of the setting sun were slowly dissolving ahead of a barmy summer twilight.
The petite, thirteen year old blondes, moist, red lips, curled into a wicked little grin as a loud chorus of woof-whistling burst forth as a car-full of teenage boys whizzing past. She’d had new blonde highlights added to her already fair hair just that morning, making her straight, mid-length hair, easier to form into the alluring tendrils that framed her pretty face and made the smooth, sun bronzed skin of her charming shoulders seem even more tanned.
“Keep to the right beside the race track and you can’t miss my place!” Rebecca recalled Sandra Orrick’s directions as she entered the showground proper.
Some big race horses lifter their massive male heads, snorting the air and nodding approvingly as the curvy girl past their holding stables.
Sandy was so lucky! It must be exciting to live around the hustle and bustle of the cities favorite racing venue she decided. Rebecca Moore was new in town, but she already knew, be it horse races, Gymkhanas, dog shows, greyhound racing, exhibitions, fairs, you name it, pretty much every event or display the city ever had was held right here. And Sandy’s father was the chief groundskeeper for the whole thing.
She made her way past the various pavilions and concessions already thronging with early-birds gathering for the Saturday night races. Men’s heads turned here and there amongst the crowd, sneaking leering glimpses of the shapely teenager passing by. Her close fitting boob-tube accentuated the firm young breasts and perky teenage nipples beneath and her lime-green cotton cutoffs outlined the pert, athletically rounded ass that graced her smooth, shapely legs below.
Picking her way through the crowd, Rebecca eventually arrived at a bungalow style house that was the ground keeper’s cottage. It was completely surrounded by a high paling fence, instantly recognizable, as per Sandra’s description, as the Orrick family’s home. Rebecca made for what appeared to be a wide hinged gateway in the fence. When Suddenly;
“Whoo,Whoo Whoo Whoo Whoo!” Rebecca recoiled in shock as she heard a large, savage dog barking just beyond. Threatening snarls continued to vibrate the wooden fence as Rebecca recognized her school friends sweet, contralto voice, commanding the agitated animal.
“Richter. Sit!” The voice ordered.
Rebecca regained her composure somewhat as the barking stopped, the gate swung in and she was greeted by the dazzling, apologetic smile of Sandra Orrick’s pretty face, beckoning her inside the Orrick’s private yard.
“Hi Becky. So you made it at last! Sandra greeted.
Her exquisite violet grey eyes danced with happiness at Rebecca’s arrival, putting Becky immediately at ease, just as her new best girlfriend had done, only a few weeks before, when the two had first met at Becky’s new school.
“Don’t be afraid of ol’ Richter here. His bark is worse than his bite.!” Sandra reassured as she patted the black, boney, skull-like head of the dangerous looking Doberman dog beside her dismissively.
Beauty and the beast! Becky mused to herself as she studied the odd looking couple. Sandra, who was about a year older and an inch taller than Rebecca had obviously been swimming recently. She wore only a skimpy polka dot bikini which hid very little of the sexy teenage girls ample cleavage, curvy hips and generally statuesque physique. Her long brunette hair flicked up attractively well below her broad yet feminine shoulders and softy outlined her classically beautiful face. Becky had to admit, she was little envious of her new girlfriend. The impeccably manicured eyebrows, the straight bridge of the girls small, slightly upturned nose, and especially the deeply sensual fullness of her lips served in stark contrast to the menacing K9 figure crouching on its brawny haunches to her side.
Richter was a fearsome looking Doberman. His small, black eyes, gleamed intelligently above a long, snout-like mall. A powerful jaw sprouted long, sharp teeth above mottled black and pink gums. Formidable muscles rippled beneath the animals short, well groomed black and tan coat and twitched in his long, columned neck as he studied Rebecca Moore, his moist black nose straining the air for her scent.
Becky couldn’t help noticing the well hung male appendage that swayed slightly at the dogs grey skinned groin area.
Yep. He’s a boy doggy alright! Becky confirmed to herself as she noted the bright pink tip of the animals pointy penis protruding slightly from his leather-like sheaf, and the dogs fat, smooth, ball-bag bloating heavily below.
“Come on inside and meet my folks before they leave.” Sandra said as she started for the house.
Becky’s eyes widened enviously as she viewed her friends sexy back and rump. The bikini was “thong” style she realized. From its tight beginnings at the sexy gap below her friends bouncy round bum, the bikini’s string disappeared within the deep, tawny crack of Sandra Orrick’s smooth, firm buttocks, only emerging again above to bite gently into the nicely padded rounds of her curvaceous hips as they wiggled seductively side to side as the lovely creature led Becky up the garden path.
However, no sooner had Becky taken a step to follow her sexy friend, then she was stopped in her tracks by the suddenly active Doberman.
Richter had darted forward, blocking the teenagers path. Before Becky could even react, he had his pointy snout between her tightly clamping thighs as he inhaled the rich female aroma of her pure young vagina. Becky was quite off balance as she tried to evade the curious animals indecent inspection. A sudden blush of embarrassment warmed her cheeks as Sandra came to her rescue. She took the crotch rutting dog by the collar and calmed him into submission once again. As Rebecca steadied her nerves again, Sandra made light of the situation.
“Sorry about that Becky. Richter’s only trying to get to know you. He still does the old “crotch sniff” to me and mom all the time. Don’t worry. You’ll get used to him!” Sandra grinned.
It was the way one might speak while admonishing a naughty little boy Becky imagined. By this time they had reached the front door, just as Sandra’s parents were on their way out. Sandra introduced everyone. Mr. Orrick was a tall, slightly weathered looking man in his mid forties. He must have been a good looking guy when he was younger, Becky decided. His hand seemed pleasantly roughened by hard work as he shook Becky’s own politely. Mrs. Orrick was like an older version of her Daughter. Shorter and with larger, heavier breasts, but a very attractive woman just the same and perhaps a couple of years younger than her husband.
“Well. You girls have fun now! And remember Sandy, use the beeper if you need us’ Mrs. Orrick waved back as the couple hurried past.
They were on their way to tend to their various duties around the racetrack for the night. Sandra’s Dad was “Clark-of-the-coarse” during races and her mom did whatever she could to help out. During the day, they did all sorts of tasks around the showground, anything from cleaning the stables and kennels, to leveling the race track and maintaining the buildings. That’s why the city paid for them to live here inside the showground fulltime, Sandra explained as they went inside.
As they entered the sparsely furnished living room through glass sliding doors, a young, red headed boy greeted them. He was much shorter than either girl. Sandra introduced the boy as being her little brother Denis. He was about eleven Becky guessed. He was kind of scruffy looking, mostly bones. His pale skin was covered with freckles. He had green eyes and his carroty orange hair was coarsely cropped and spiky looking. Obviously he’d also been swimming recently. He was almost naked, except for a pair of dark blue trunks that wrapped around his skinny hips and boney pelvis, bulging only slightly at the front where they formed a smallish lump to house his little pecker.
“How ya go’in Becky? Hey. You weren’t kidding sis. She’s a real sexy chicky-babey!” Denis said as he ogled Becky’s sexy body.
“Ignore my uncouth little brother Becky. Let’s go for a swim!” Sandra laughed as she noticed the look of bemusement on Becky’s pretty face.
“You can get changed in my room, back there Becky, we’ll meet you in the pool.” Sandra instructed as both she and the boy headed outside giggling. Becky soon found Sandra’s bedroom. She pulled her bikini from her bag and changed hurriedly. Her friends bedroom had all the usual teenage stuff, including a DVD player and portable TV. Wow. Sandra must really like dogs! Becky mused as she realized the many posters that decorated the small bedroom consisted entirely of various big dogs in action shots. There was even a framed photo next to the bed which showed Sandra hugging Richter. Sandy was kissing his cheek and Richter had a blue sash which read “1st Prize” around his muscular neck.
Denis let out a shrill woof-whistle and Sandy clapped as Rebecca rejoined them poolside in a hot pink bikini. The duo were already swimming merrily about in the deliciously cool water as the warm summer evening swallowed up the last glowing sparks of twilight. Soon all three were splashing and giggling with delight. The noises of excited folk attending the race meeting nearby where plainly audible. However, the high, sturdy fence made the Orrick family’s yard a private sanctuary, safe from the prying eyes of the great unwashed public belong. Becky was thoroughly enjoying herself as she swam about, despite Sandra’s little brother sneaking peeks at her skimpily clad body whenever he reckoned the pretty teen wouldn’t notice. The girls made chit chat and small talk as they swam, but soon they had all had enough and Sandra disappear inside the house to fetch some food from the oven.
Becky stretched out on a lounge-like deck chair beside the pool. Sandy’s little brother sat on the edge of another close by, almost leaning over her and grinning enjoyment as his wide green eyes rolled brashly from head to toe along the supine girls shapely body.
“I like the bikini ya wearing!” He leered as his eyes fixed shamelessly on the firm, uplifted swellings of her firm young breasts.
“It looks really, really, good on ya now its wet!” He continued, causing Becky to become conscious of effect the cool water had made on her pert young nipples. Her stiff little nubs were quite obvious now beneath the thin damp material of her bikini.
“What do you think Richter?” The obnoxious kid asked into nearby shadows. Startled, Becky was suddenly aware of the black, hulking form of the big Doberman against the darkened backdrop of the yard, only a few feet away.
She sat forward quickly as Richter moved in close beside her. Becky was painfully aware of her sudden vulnerability. With Richter’s close pressed bulk to her right and Sandra’s brother wedged thoughtlessly between the deck chairs to her left, the only way she could escape would be to slide off the front edge.
However, before she could react, the big dogs head was stretching slightly over her flat belly. His bright black eyes gleamed mischievously as they roamed the young girls tantalizingly feminine body.
“Check em out eh boy? Sandy’s headlights are on full beam!” The bratty little boy chuckled as he pointed at Becky’s proud young breasts. As if on cue, Richter suddenly nuzzled his boney snout under Becky’s closest boob and nudged it strongly upwards, as if feeling its weight.
“Bad dog!” Becky snapped, raising a hand to slap the curious brute. In an instant the dogs demeanor changed. Lips curled back, baring the sharp fangs beneath, as a spine tingling growl erupted from the beast.
“Don’t do that!” Denis cautioned the visibly shaken girl as she recoiled.
“Richter’s a trained guard dog. He don’t like no big sudden movements. He’s just being friendly. Aren’t you boy?”
Becky was paralyzed with indecision. She didn’t dare provoke the dog. She found herself mentally repeating, He’s not going to hurt me! He’s not going to hurt me! As the dog swapped his interest from her ample tits to the lusciously inviting valleys of her scantily clad pelvis.
Becky had already crossed her legs, clamping them together defensively, especially where her creamy inner thighs joined the cupped, fork space around her young vagina. Even so, Richter seemed to have little trouble as he drove his long, barrel shaped snout and visibly quivering nose between them deeply at Becky’s crotch. He nudged forcefully within the tight confines of her warm fleshy leg meat, easily jimmying enough room in-between to bump his snorting nostrils down the clinging crotch band of the frightened girls skimpy bikini bottoms to where her tightly puckering sphincter cringed below.
Richter’s highly tuned K9 sense of smell savored the warm, slightly tart, feminine odor of Becky’s anus before rooting his snout upward again. His pulsing nasal probe devoured the heady aroma of the girls tightly packed, virgin pussy furrow. Ancient chemicals bubble in his brain and inflaming his inhuman sex urge.
Meanwhile, Denis hadn’t lifted a finger to curb the dogs outrageous behavior. Pinned by the dogs exploring head, Becky continued squirming her ass about on the chair and alternatively crisscrossing her legs in a vain attempt to prevent the dog from buffeting away at her most private feminine area. Indeed, the boy seemed fascinated by the bawdy spectacle.
He looks like he’s enjoying this! Becky told herself as she appealed to the motionless boy to come to her assistance with a cross, embarrassed expression all over her pretty face.
At that moment, the dogs growing frustration caused him to nip to the soft, plumpness of Becky’s thinly covered, humid pussy mound, sending a sharp jolt of tingling pain rippling through her taught young body. Instinctively, the molested teen struck a slapping blow to the frisky dogs back, causing him to withdraw his K9 proboscis and fix his beady, pig eyes with a threatening glint on Becky’s own .
Suddenly, almost as if she had been waiting in the shadows, Sandra was back.
“Cool. Foods ready!” Denis blurted as he jumped up and headed for a plastic table setting nearby.
“Richter. You naughty boy. Have you been trying to make friends with Becky again?’ Sandy laughed, placing down the tray she had returned with and flipping a small morsel of food at the big dogs feet.
Becky took the opportunity to escape and join Sandra and Denis at the table.
“That dog of yours scares me a bit Sandy! And Denis didn’t try to stop him hassling me either.” Becky pouted, agitatedly, whilst eyeing the greedily munching eleven year old opposite her reproachfully as he scoffed down his meal.
“Awe, I’m sorry Becky! You just gotta learn to relax around old Richter. He don’t mean to hurt ya” Denis mumbled around a mouthful of food.
“Speaking of relaxing,” Sandra interrupted. “I’ve got a little surprise for you after dinner I think you’ll really like Becky!”
She flashed her pearly whites reassuringly and Becky started to feel better again. Oh well. At least no one seems to think what the dog did was funny. I guess I’m just not used to having dogs around the house. Becky decided as she finished up her diner. Soon, they had eaten and Sandra cleared the table, dropping the empty paper plates in a bin and returning to her seat.
“Now for the surprise.!” She announced.
“Do you know Paul Masters from school Becky?” Becky thought hard for a second as she sieved through a jumble of new names and faces she’d only recently met while attending her new high-school.
“Oh yeah!” She recalled. Paul Masters was a weird gothic kind of guy from school. A loner type boy, a couple of years ahead of them at school. She recollected his black greasy hair, supper pale skin and pimply face. Becky couldn’t imagine why a nice girl like Sandy would even know a kid like that.
“Anyway.” Sandy continued with an excited look in her eyes.
“I was telling him you where coming over here tonight, and he gave me a little present to share with you.”
“Awesome!” Denis blurted almost jumping up and down in his seat as Becky starred at her pretty older friend with a perplexed, quizzical, expression. During which time, Sandra, smiling like a cheesier cat, placed a slim white object on the table top and said;
“Surprise!”
“Oh my God. Its a frigging joint!” Rebecca swore in astonishment.
Denis was clapping his boney little hands together in undisguised glee while Sandra brought the marijuana cigarette to her sexy lips, produced a lighter from somewhere and lit it up, taking several large inhalations.
‘Denis?” she offered, gesturing toward her little brother with the joint after holding its sweet, sticky smoke in her lungs and then exhaling mightily.
The excited boy snatched the fatly rolled fag and started puffing away at it as Becky gaped. This evening was turning out a lot different to the hanging out, watching movies or listening to music Sandy had imagined it would be. She’d never have guessed a pretty, intelligent girl like Sandra Orrick would be a marijuana smoking “party girl”. Still. She hadn’t known Sandra that long she told herself.
Becky was indecisive when Denis offered her a turn on the cigarette. God. What would your parents say Becky? She asked herself as she imagined their disapproval. On the other hand, I don’t want my new, and until now, only, best friend thinking I’m a “prude” do I? Besides which, she admited to herself, the idea of doing something so blatantly against the law was thrilling a side of herself she had hardly even knew existed until now. The boy helped make up her mind by suddenly pushing the warm, smoldering butt between her reluctant fingers.
“Go on Becky. Its really good SHIT!’ Becky heard her older, wiser, girlfriend encouraging her.
Oh well. When in Rome I guess! Becky told herself as she took a first, tentative, drag on the pungently fuming cigarette and the acrid, intoxicating smoke filled her inexperienced lungs.
She coughed violently as she handed it over to Sandra. Her next turn, she managed to get a lot more of the thick smoke in without coughing and by her fourth try, everything was feeling quite smooth.
Indeed she felt much more relaxed, just as Sandra had promised. A warm glow spread from her lungs to her finger tips as Becky took yet another deep drag on the roach. Sandy felt a gentle breeze caress her skin and the world seemed such a lovely place to be. Happy voices echoing from the distant race stands reminded her of carnivals with Ferris wheels and toffee apples.
What a lovely, kind wonderful girlfriend, Becky told herself, as she gazed hypnotically at her gorgeous friend opposite, she was enjoying yet another hit on the rapidly disappearing cigarette. God she’s a sexy girl! Becky found herself thinking as she recalled the various reactions the boys at school made as they ogled the enchanting fourteen-year-old’s wiggly walk, or the firm bounce of her breasts while playing volley ball in scanty gym cloths. Yep. She would only need snap her fingers and any boy at school would fall between her feet and worship her, Becky decided as an odd thought occurred.
“Why’d Paul Masters give you a joint anyway Sandy?” Becky blurted, surprised and suddenly giggling at herself for no reason.
“Hah! Sandra coughed while raising a finger to the sky. A reaction that made the intoxicated company spew giggles uproariously.
“Well. Let’s just say I know what that guy likes! She stated with an upraised eyebrow and giggled even harder, causing an un-beckoned vision of Sandra on her knees, doing unspeakable things to Paul Masters private parts as the boy grunted and wheezed above her, in Becky’s fetid imagination. Could that how Sandy earned the “present”? The vivid hallucination shocked Becky’s warm, fuzzy feeling brain, causing her to jolt physically in her seat. Sandy noticed the inexplicable little jump as her little friend struggled vainly to clear her thinking and burst out laughing.
“Hey Denis! I think Miss. Rebecca is a teeny weenie bit stoned now.” She smirked as Denis looked across the table and agreed.
He reminded Rebecca of “Denis the menus” at that moment. Its him! She found her self thinking: The little bratty kid who’s always up to something naughty and loving it. She burst out laughing as if she’d just been told a riotously funny joke.
“Yep I reckon she’s good and stoned now. That’s for sure!” The young lad giggled.
“Hey. I got an idea. How about we play a game? How about we play Truth Or Dare!” Denis suggested, grinning from ear to ear and giggling manically.
“That’s a pretty funny idea Denis!” Sandra replied laughingly with a hand on her chin, exaggerating a look of modesty.
“But I’ll only play if Becky does. How about it Becky? Will you play? Sandy urged her slightly dazed friend while sniggering.
Rebecca had never even heard of the strange game before and told them so.
“Don’t worry I’ll explain everything girlfriend! But we better go inside to play.” The older girl cautioned.
A few moments later they were back in the Orrick’s living room. As Sandra directed, Becky took a seat on the floor, “Denis the menus” (giggle) sat across from her while Sandy ran around the house pulling down window shades. What’s she doing? Becky wonder to herself. Its not sunny out? But Sandy was older and wiser than she was, she reasoned. She’d been a true friend to the new girl at school. Staying close by her side, ever since that first day and helping her get adjusted. Becky felt a real love for Sandy welling up inside her. She wanted to give her friend a big thank you hug for befriending her so quickly, and..
“Ok. These are the rules.” Sandra interrupted Becky’s fond reverie as she plopped down on her sexy, bikini clad ass ,cross-legged, completing a rough ring between the “players” in the center of the room.
“The game is played in rounds. On the 1st round the 1st player asks the 2nd player a “Truth” question. If the 2nd player refuses to answer the 1st players question, the 1st player gets to ask a “Dare” question. You can’t refuse a dare question ever! The 2nd player than questions the 3rd player, and so on, until the next round which is all “Dare” questions. Understood?”
Rebecca burst out laughing. She couldn’t even believe Sandra had said all that just now, let alone expect her to understand it all. But what the hell. I’m sure I’ll figure it out as I go along. When in Rome! She told herself again, tinkling with mirth.
“Ok. I’m going first!” Denis announced excitedly. He looked straight at Rebecca as he asked;
“Rebecca, Have you ever wanted to French kiss another girl and if so. Who?”
Wow. This new game is pretty wild! Becky realized, as she struggled for the best way to answer the unexpectedly adult question.
“I’ll take a dare instead!” She blushed. Denis looked delighted, it was almost as if he’d anticipated her refusal, Becky mused.
“Ok, I dare you to take your bikini off and play the rest of the game in the raw!” The excited eleven year rascal ordered the sexy older girl imperiously.
Rebecca’s slightly buzzing mind pondered the naughty request for a moment. She was vaguely aware that exposing herself in public was something she had been to modest to do in the past. But despite that, she soon found herself on unsteady feet, trying to appear brave as her clumsy fingers fumbled to untie the loose bow of her bikini’s bra.
In another moment, unhooked, it slid from her smooth shoulders, falling to the floor and allowing her proud young breasts to spring fully into view. Becky blushed a mischievous little grin at her approving friends catcalls. The cooler air around her soft, creamy boob flesh felt delicious, and the sheer naughtiness she felt by revealing her bare breasts made her crinkly, pink areola tingle erotically.
Meanwhile, Sandra and her little brother were praising Becky, shouting enthusiasm for her to remove the bikini’s bottoms. She hooked her elegant thumbs into the small, pink briefs and striped them seductively down the full sweeping length of her downy thighs before stepping out of them completely.
All her most private feminine secrets were now fully exposed before her excited young audience, making her feel giddy and deliciously wicked.
It’s funny. She considered. Earlier she’d felt annoyed when Sandra’s little brother had ogled her swim suited body, yet now, she was letting the bratty kid get a good hard look at her completely naked anatomy. She even felt a little thrill of pride at having provoked the obvious hard-on that bulged forward from the boys trunks as his eyes roamed hungrily over Sandy’s body. Denis obviously admired her poochy vagina lips protruding gently through her sparsely covered blond mons and the tingling pink nubs of her fine young boobs.
“Fuck. You’re so fucking sexy Becky!” Denis crowed lustily as he leered. Even Sandra was clapping and congratulating Becky. Then, she told Becky it was time to take her turn at the game.
Becky was feeling deviously free and adult as she tried to concoct a totally naughty question to ask Rebecca next. However, she found the soft buzzing of her drugged mind made thinking clearly difficult, so she settled for;
“Sandra. Have YOU ever wanted to French kiss another girl and if so. Who?”
Sandra grinned wickedly and nodded her pretty head in the affirmative. Denis whooped and make raucous catcalls in obvious delight as she fixed her sultry eyes on Becky’s own and half whispered;
“Can you guess which girl I’m thinking about kissing right now?”
The honesty of her female school chums erotic confession made Becky feel a little awkward and she blushed hotly. Their eyes held long enough for Becky to become aware of a tremendous desire to go to Sandra just then, tell her how grateful she was to, that the lovely girl was her best friend.
Her fetid mind swam with images of soft, feminine red lips meeting, glistening, dainty tongues dancing wildly together. She had never seriously contemplated lesbianism before, but wasn’t surprised to find the idea of tongue kissing with Sandra Orrick appealing to her now. Still, she opted to feign embarrassment and merely pretended to laugh her girlfriend off.
Meanwhile, Sandra had already turned to her little brother and was asking him a “Truth” question:
“Denis. Is it true you have a stiffy right now. And if so. What would you like to do about it?” Every one guffawed hilariously for a moment, before the lad answered.
“Awe shit. That’s to easy!” He snickered as he indicated toward the hugely bulging trouser tent in his Speedos. The thin material clung partially to his small, but fully engorged penis beneath, as it stood out rigidly from his pelvis.
“Sure I got a boner. And its been stiff all afternoon with Becky around.”
The blatantly naughty confession made the blushful Becky giggle uncontrollably, he never took his eyes off her as he continued.
“And sure, if I had my way right now, I’d bend Becky over right here on the floor, spread her nice tight ass-cheeks apart and shove my cock right up her tight little asshole!”
Rebecca was amazed that an eleven year old boy could even think such obscene things, let alone say them to her face. More surprising were the hot tingles the obscene flattery had instantly ignited in her immature pussy. She imagined Denis behind her at that moment, pushing his hard little weenie in-between the spreading rounds of her passive young bottom. She could almost feel his pencil like dick punching its way through her little brown sphincter, and sliding delightfully to-and-fro inside. The obscene thought made her shiver fitfully and wiggle her ass against the carpet.
However, although Rebecca hadn’t minded playing the raunchy game that much so far, Denis’s next question struck her an icy mental blow, even through the drug induced confidence the marijuana in her system had afforded her so far.
“Rebecca. I dare you to let Richter lick your pussy out” The wicked young boy demanded.
Becky’s confused mind whirled, un-comprehendingly, at the filthy little boys amoral suggestion. Fun is fun! But surely Sandra would finally tell her bratty little brother to pull his head in now. She told herself.
Sure enough, her older friend had already moved defensively to her side, embracing her comfortingly and reassuringly.
“I bet Denis shocked you pretty bad eh Becky?” She whispered soothingly as Becky nuzzled her head onto the other girls shoulder and received a comforting, pecking kiss on the forehead. She was quickly relaxing again as she snuggled happily into her supportive older friends plump young bosom.
“But don’t be scared Becky. You’ll love it once you’ve tried it!” Sandra cooed as she made a small nodding gesture to her horny little brother. He hurried from the room, returning almost immediately with the inquisitive Doberman dog by his side.
“But..uhhhhhh?” Becky mouthed, trying to comprehend what was happening as she suddenly became aware of her girlfriend’s cool hands sliding gently over the silky skin of her taught young body. Smoothing delightfully down into her lap, they gently uncrossed the beautiful young girls legs, spreading them open, right in front of the interested dog’s ardent gaze with a firm, but gentle pressure, as she spoke earnestly in Becky’s trusting ear;
“Richter really likes you Becky. When you let him get to know you properly he’ll show you just how much, I promise Ok?
“Ahh..” Was all Becky could mutter bewilderedly as Sandra kissed her forehead, as if in acceptance, while at the same time, adjusting the young girls position. She was cradling her younger friend from behind now, between her own lovely, widely spreading legs, as Becky’s firm round ass and spine backed snuggly against the reassuring pillow of her body.
“Here boy, come and get it!” Sandra encouraged the anxious K9.
She spread the unresisting thirteen-year-old’s legs still further, in invitation, as she pressed her chin at Becky’s shoulder in time to watch her well trained pet crowding quickly in-between the girl’s wide flung knees.
Richter’s primitive brain shivered with primal lust as it analyzed the multiple feminine odors his quivering nostrils vacuumed in. His keen eyes acknowledged the invitingly spread condition of this new female’s unprotected twat. His sensitive olfactory confirmed her feminine ripeness. There was also the familiar, reassuring aroma of his young mistresses permanently in-heat cunt, otherwise unseen, as it pressed snuggly in behind the blond’s ass, drooling its tasty butter-sauce into her bikini’s sopping crotch band.
Sandra spoke gentle words of encouragement as the dog brushed his cold wet nose through the crisp blonde curls of Becky’s helplessly exposed vagina, causing the girl’s breath to catch, as she mewled softly.
Meanwhile, any fears Rebecca had held before, had evaporated completely. She gazed down between her own obscenely wide spread thighs and watched her school friends big dog taking his initial liberties with her passively accepting pussy.
She was blissfully aware of Sandra’s smooth, cooling hands, gently sliding to her breasts, quickly finding the stiff tingling nubs of her buzzing nipples and expertly rolling and pinching them with stroking thumbs. Becky marveled. It was as if her girlfriend responded to her needs with the knowing understanding of a lover many more years experienced than those a normal fourteen-year-old girl could possibly possess.
“Yeah. Lick that juicy blond cunt, boy!” Sandy’s little brother heckled excitedly as he leaned in from close by.
He’s playing with himself! Becky realized as she noticed the boy’s small, but fully engorged cock was now free of his trunks and visibly twisting in his sweaty little hand as he urged his dog to devour Becky’s willing upturned box.
At the same moment, Richter dove his bristling snout into the readily yielding blond-fringed gash with gusto. His searing pink tongue pressed its way wildly though the salty folds and excitingly stinky creases of Becky’s immature, human pussy, like a hot iron on an ironing board, stripping her sparse blonde pubes of their salty, cuntle encrustations with his greedy K9 lips as he went.
Becky was visibly shaking in Sandra’s ardent embrace as the dog started corkscrewing his firm, muscular tongue deeply between Becky’s plump outer labia, stretching the sensitive inner ones below violently aside and plunging into the supper tight, virgin confines of her pure pink girl tunnel beyond.
Becky aided the animal as best she could, instinctively humping her groin onto the dogs intruding cunt-plunger by clenching her athletic buttocks rhythmically against the floor, allowing the straining brute to force his tongue forward grudgingly, inch by squelching inch, deeper with each pumping action of his boney head, until finally it reached the intact flower of her unclaimed virginity.
The young female groaned in deep satisfaction as Richter growled his own out of growing frustration. He desperately longed to sink his fluted tongue to the hilt in his willing new bitch and scoop out her lust inflaming nectar, but he found full access to his intruding oral appendage inexplicably blocked now by something beyond his inhuman understanding.
He twisted and strained his slobbery, fluttering tongue even harder as he tried to drive in deeper into Becky’s tight tube which, despite the dogs strenuous efforts, remained firmly barred by the maddening barrier of the thirteen-year-old virgin’s protective hymen.
“Fuck. What’s up with him? It’s like his tongue’s stuck in the bitch or something?” Denis blurted, questioning his older sister worriedly.
“Are you still a virgin Becky?” Sandra asked sweetly into the quivery, rutting, girls ear.
“Uhh Huh!” Becky confirmed, groaning deliriously within the warm, tingly depths of her passion inflamed, drug assisted stupor.
“Denis, Hold him back for a second!” Sandra ordered as her brother darted in, grabbed Richter by the collar and pulled him away, causing the animals long sticky tongue to withdrawal from the young virgins cunt-mouth with and audible sucking smack.
Becky’s disappointment was sudden and obvious. She questioned Sandra desperately with needful blue eyes while rubbing ineffectually at her ruddily inflamed cunt-lips and mightily aroused clit with two very unsatisfactory fingers.
“I told you you’d love it didn’t I Becky! You don’t want him to stop it now. Do you eh?” Sandra mocked a little teasingly, giggling again.
“Mmmmmmmmmmm.Yeah!” Was all Becky could manage while looking somewhat slightly dazed. Her older, wiser friend took charge of the situation. Guiding her with words of affection and soothing tones to the softly sprung couch nearby. Loving hands made the needed corrections, positioning the trusting young girl to kneel by its edge. The shaky young blond supported her upper torso on her elbows wonderingly. Sandra whispered hotly in her ear ;
“You lucky girl! I wish I could loose my cherry to Richter again.” And before Becky had fully absorbed her girlfriends words, Sandra had motioned her brother to let the whining, frustrated Doberman loose.
Richter’s K9 brain was raging with fuck lust. He already knew what was expected of him now. How many times had naked human females knelt submissively, just as Becky was now, as they supported themselves on the Orrick family’s couch with their smooth buttocks splayed invitingly before him? He’d lost count. Even Sandra and her Mother still often mated with him this way when the mood struck them. And then, although less frequently, there were the other, often young females, like this new blonde one, which although they may resist initially, would eventually be persuaded to satisfy his burning animal desire to fill them with his soupy puppy seed.
On his mistresses queue, Richter closed the distance between himself and the dutifully kneeling virgin teens invitingly upturned buttocks with just two powerful pumps of his finely conditioned hindquarters. He tackled the surprised young human from the rear so violently that he knocked her plump chest flat across the sagging lounge.
“Oh GOD!” Becky managed to blurt as she tried desperately to regain the breath the animals weight had knocked from of her. His heavily muscled, bristly upper body had landed fully on her lower back with a meaty thump.
“Arrghhg. Help! The terrified teen begged Sandra, who, still by her side, had grabber the girls upper arm, quite possibly stopping the frightened girl from being torn physically from the couch.
‘Sshh. Everything’s going to be ok!” Sandra shushed.
Richter clamped his powerful forepaws in a vice like grip around Rebecca’s slender waist and in the same motion dragged her curvaceous young hips and ass in and under his already violently humping hindquarters.
During the next few minutes Becky could only prey for survival as her drug impaired brain tried to process the coliderscope of sensory stimulation it received. There were sounds of sexual frenzy all around. Sandra’s younger brothers raucous shouting was a steady tirade of obesities like:
“Yeah fuck it boy! Fuck her good!”, “Fuck her tight little cunt!” and “Fuck that little bitch!” while Sandra’s beautiful soothing contralto contrasted by imploring her to “Just relax”, “Don’t fight it!” and “Just go with the flow!” As she kneeled beside Becky and did her best to add stability to the straining waif, struggling beneath her hulky K9 lover.
Meanwhile, Richter snorted and puffed like a rattling locomotive above Becky’s swaying back as he stabbed his cock purposefully at Becky’s exposed rear with his shiny hips.
Sandra marveled at her virile pets bright pink prodder, its wickedly pointy end was already in a direct line of fire with the passively lipped entrance to Becky’s virgin funnel. She almost felt sorry for the squealing little girl as Richter’s “practice stabs” punched his male spear savagely into her wiggly inner thighs and bouncing butt meat. She reached beneath to Becky’s juddering boobs, giving a quick, reassuring squeeze of female solidarity as her friend endured the necessary pain of becoming the dogs newest human bitch. Just then, Richter’s knocking prick-head found Becky’s virgin cunt-door.
“Oooooh GOD! Becky bellowed in pain as all of Richter’s body parts acted simultaneously with the explicit purpose of impaling the struggling human bitch beneath his humping carcass with his piercing animal cock.
The synchronized convulsion rammed his skewering cock-shaft all the way through Becky’s fluttering fuck-mouth and shredded the obstructive virgin membrane of her hymen forever, sweeping aside its ruined taters as the wild fucker continued to flense a searing path to the furthest reaches of Becky’s now deflowered fuck tunnel.
Sandra stroked Richter’s rutting flank in admiration as small streaks of crimson appeared on Becky’s wildly shaking, creamy thighs, a sure sign to Sandra that her beloved pets cock had triumphed over her silly young friends irritating cunt blockage. Richter now had all the pleasure giving access Becky’s tight young cunt could give him.
“Good boy, Now fuck her pain away.” Sandra encouraged her pet as he sawed his long, deeply buried cunt-rasp back and forward inside the tight ravaged tube of Becky’s now thoroughly defiled canal.
Meanwhile, Becky had already recovered from the brutal initial onslaught of the inhuman fucking. As the dogs pluggering tool found its stride within her, she found the pain she’d experienced as the dog popped her cherry fading rapidly, replaced instead with a rapidly building pleasure deep within her previously untapped innards.
She was aware, now and then, of Sandra stroking her cheek or tweaking her wildly tingling nipples as she felt the dogs quickly bloating penis within her. Pressuring apart the virginal walls of her vaginal canal, the dog’s pre-cum leaked out around his expanding knot and trickled down between her quaking thighs.
“Don’t worry Becky! He’ll cum in you soon!” The knowing fourteen-year-old observed. The dog had changed his stroke. He continued to poke Rebecca, unfurling her wrinkled inner cunt tract as it stretched elastically around the fully expanded dog cock.
“Arrrgh,” Becky moaned. “It feels so good!” She wheezed as the first pulsing squirts of Richter’s dog cum erupted deep within her, baptizing her never before fucked pussy with his acrid, inhuman sperm. It spewed hot, gushing puppy-batter into her gratefully clenching womb, triggering the most powerful orgasm of her young life at that same moment.
After several minutes of dog and girl pulsing in mutual orgasm, Richter had finally emptied several quarts of his cum into his new bitch. Quite satisfied with himself , he plopped his shriveling prong from the moaning, thoroughly fucked ex-virgin and sauntered off to his kennel to lick himself clean of her stinky blood and drying juices.
Meanwhile, Sandra, still slumped across the couch, felt a sudden pressure at her rear. For a moment she thought the dog had returned for more, but then she felt boney figures at her hips, turning in time to realize Sandy’s bratty brother was behind her, fully naked.
Before she could raise an objection, and no doubt aided by the greasy dog goo that already lubricated her spread ass cheeks and winking but hole, Denis pumped his slender penis easily through Becky’s puckering anal ring. She started to complain, but before his small ball-sack had bumped her ass cleft more than a few times, the young lad, already well beyond white-hot with fuck lust, jetted his thick white sperm in to Becky’s tightly gripping shit shoot .
“You dirty little basted!” Becky spat as the youth pulled out his rigid-digit while it was still squirting cum. A thick white glob splattered on Becky’s back as he did so.
“Denis you naughty boy!” Sandra scolder as the kid pumped the last few squirts of his cum from his rapidly dissipating hard-on with his hand.
“Sorry Becky. I just really needed that, especially after we’d talked about it in the game!” He giggled.
“Oh Yeah! I’d forgotten all about the game!” Becky managed to reply, still in a daze from everything that had happened to her in the last few minutes. Damn! Becky told herself. I’ve just lost my vaginal virginity to a fucking dog and my anal virginity to a bratty little boy whose even younger than I am! She knew she should feel humiliated. But somehow, that isn’t how she felt.
“Well, I guess we all won something from the game after all?” Becky said after she’d caught her breath for a few moments. The after glow of her recent orgasm and the remnants of marijuana coursing through her bloodstream, mixing pleasantly in sparkling embers within her well fucked body.
“Not quite. There was the French kissing remember?” Sandra reminded, moving in to cuddle her from close by.
“But don’t worry Becky. Tonight you’re sleeping in my bed with me and we’ll make that dream come true to, just as much as you want.” Sandra promised as she kissed Becky’s beatific, sweaty, smiling face.
“And tomorrow, I’ll show you what other fun we can get up to around the showground!”
But that, dear reader, is a story for another time.
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A story from my college experience
When I was 15 I had sex with my neighbors and they introduced me to their ultimate family incest!
wifes first black cock
Pregnant white woman and her black yoga instructor.
My sister gives the best blowjobs in the whole world.
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Patrick finally has it out with Marie’s father.
Eric loses his virginity and gains two lovers during one evenntful afternoon. First part by hornymother and expanded by me with public permission.
March 7 Dear Dairy, Boy it sure has been busy around here for the past month or so, Mr. Foxx, he’s my boss, has been entertaining a slew of clients and friends, it seems that someone’s always showing up at the door!!! Of course since Mr. Foxx keeps me completely naked at all times in the apartment, sometimes the person on the other side of the door gets a big surprise when they see me standing there in the altogether, but more often than not they can’t keep their eyes off my usually hard pecker!!! Just last week Mr. Foxx’s best customer dropped over with some contracts he had just signed, and while Mr. Foxx was looking them over his client was doing the same to me!!! When he realized how interested his client was in my hard penis, he nodded his head and told him to go ahead and suck me off, which he quickly did!!! The old guy just loved my hard pecker in his mouth, and I have to admit he was pretty good, so when Mr. Foxx gave me the nod, I quickly ejaculated in his mouth, leaving him one very satisfied customer!!! Whoa, it’s really getting late, seeya next week sometime, bye for now, Jamie!!! March 15 Dear Diary, Jamie here again!!! Mr. Foxx took me to the office yesterday, and boy was it ever exciting!!! I got to sit and watch him wheel and deal all morning until at about eleven he called me over to his desk where he started kissing me and rubbing my cock through my pants!!! I was really getting hot and bothered by all of the attention, and after pulling down my pants and shorts he put me over his knee and gave me a hard spanking!!! Every once in a while Mr. Foxx gets the urge to tan my tight behind, and while it stings like the dickens, my penis always get sooooooo hard when he does it!!! Anyway, after he had given me about twenty strokes, he had me sit on the edge of his desk with my legs apart so he had easy access to my hardon!!! Just when I thought he was gonna suck me for sure, he buzzed his secretary into the office, and then just as casually as you please told her sit and watch and see how a man sucks off a nice hard pecker of hot dicked young man!!! She plopped down in a chair, and while Mr. Foxx sucked my hard penis, his secretary reached under her skirt and frigged herself to a really hard orgasm!!! She was so loud that I thought other people might hear her, but no one did, and just as she started to cum, I couldn’t hold back another second and filled Mr. Foxx’s mouth with a really big load of cum!!! Yummy!!! Wellllll, I’ve go work to do, this is Jamie signing off for another day!!! March 23 Dear Diary, I know that I’m only twenty years old and that Mr. Foxx meets other men for sex, but the other night he brought home a cute little eighteen year old bitch that made me soooo jealous!!! He was blonde, tan, and had absolutely perfect skin, a real wet dream cum to life!!! “Anyway, Mr. Foxx had him take off his clothes, and I was stunned to see what a huge cock this pretty boy had between his legs!!! I was so confused!!! I wanted him to go away, but at the same time I wanted him to fuck me in the ass!!! Mr. Foxx must have been reading my mind because he had the two of us lay down and do some serious 69ing right on the living room floor!!! Chris, that was his name, was on top and I was on the bottom!!! It felt just wonderful to have his penis in my mouth while my own dick was getting a good sucking from him!!! Naturally we couldn’t hold back, and while Mr. Foxx jerked his huge pecker we both unloaded our cum down each others hot throats!!! Very satisfying to be sure!!! Next, diary, however, was the thing that really got my gun off!!! Mr. Foxx flipped me over on my stomach, and after rimming my asshole to get it lubed up, he had the young blonde stud take me from the rear!!! Heaven on earth!!! He whispered that he’d take it easy on me, but I just shoved my ass back at him, and with a little shrug of his shoulders, he rammed his meat balls deep into my straining rectum!!! He wasn’t quite as big as Mr. Foxx, but he was thicker and lots harder!!! With my dick being rubbed between the carpet and my belly, it didn’t take long for me to shoot my load all over myself while Chris emptied his nut sack deep into my bowels!!! Oh my, it was wonderful!!! Good grief, diary, gotta go now, Jamie!!!
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the story of two teens graduating school from different back grounds and showing up in a city for college.
