Becky’s Marine part 1
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pt.II
The next few days were spent almost solely on the Radisson account. Working from home, Nikki poured over the policy day and night. She did everything in her power to get as many of the details worked through so that upon her arrival in Kingston, it would be a breeze getting the I’s dotted and the T’s crossed with hotel officials. By the middle of Saturday, she’d done all she could. She devoted the rest of the day to packing for the trip. She even loaded her bags in the Jeep in preparation for a speedy departure as Chase’s flight was due early the next morning.
As she loaded the last of the bags she heard what sounded like a loud semi truck approaching. Looking to the end of her gravel driveway she saw an enormous red pick-up turning in. Nikki smiled as the big diesel with tinted windows lumbered up the drive, coming to a halt near her Jeep. The door flung open and Nikki laughed watching Kaylyn jump to the ground.
“Hey there, Sexy!” Kaylyn chirped.
“I never get sick of seeing you in that truck.” Nikki laughed.
Kaylyn turned admiring her monster vehicle. “I never get sick of drivin it!”
“Well you certainly love it, that’s for sure.”
“Yup!” Kaylyn squeaked. “She’s got duellies and a turbo. Thing’s fast as hell! Even beat a mustang the other day!”
Nikki started laughing again. She had no idea what a turbo’s duelley was but, just imagining her little friend in some kind of street race really got her going.
“So you’re all packed up and good to go?”
“Yeah, all I have to do is wake up in the morning and hop in the car and I’m off.”
“Well I just came by to wish you a good trip.. Oh and i got you a little somethin too!” Kaylyn turned, partially climbing back into her truck. Popping back out, she held out a small Victoria’s Secret bag.
Nikki smirked and took the bag. Looking inside, she saw what looked like a tiny white string bikini. “Well that was nice of you Kay but..” Nikki pulled the upper piece from the bag. It appeared to be made of extremely thin tee shirt material. “..I can only imagine what happens when this gets wet..”
“Doesn’t have to get wet! It’s so thin you can see through it anyway!” Kaylyn giggled.
Nikki smiled and gave her a funny look. “Thanks Kay but I really don’t see having a chance to wear it this trip..”
“Oh yes you will. The whole country is surrounded by water.”
“Yeah, that’s not what I meant Kay, and you know it.”
“Well you never know.” Kaylyn winked and held her arms out. “I gotta run. Have a good trip, sexy mama!”
Nikki rolled her eyes and gave Kaylyn a hug. “Thanks hun, you too.”
Kaylyn climbed back up into her truck and waived out the window as she idled down the driveway. Nikki waived and laughed as she returned to the house. She set the bag on the kitchen counter and began getting herself ready for bed.
She was exhausted from putting in so many hours. But as she lay in bed, she found she was too excited to sleep. She kept thinking about how wonderful it was going to be to see Chase. She’d felt so empty and alone without him around. He was kind of her significant other really. For so many years he was her main focus. It was Chase Chase Chase all the time and then poof. He was gone. She wondered if he’d felt the same while he was away at college. She knew better. ‘He’s all grown up and looking straight ahead to the future,’ She thought. She smiled remembering him even as a boy trying to act as the man of the house. He was so eager to prove he was all his mama needed. When a storm would blow in and the power would go out, he’d go tinker with the fuse box as if he knew what switches did what. As always, the power would come back on when the electric company re-routed it or mended a problem a falling tree had caused. Still, Chase would return from the basement triumphantly proclaiming that he had fixed the fuse box again and there was nothing for his poor mother to fear. -He and his tools had fixed everything. As he grew older, he really did become a man of the house and Nikki felt safer just knowing he was near. For her birthday, Chase had turned his bedroom into an office so that she could work from home. It was a beautiful gesture and quite a fine office but, Nikki wished he hadn’t done it. It signified his leaving home and going out into the world. In truth it meant she was losing her other half. If only he had left it alone. At least then she could have gone in there and squeezed one of his old pillows when she missed him the most.
It was getting late. Nikki knew she had to get some sleep if she was going to get an early start. She reached for her night stand drawer and opened a packet of night-time tablets. She took one and settled back in. Her mind continued running. Mainly about work. She tried to think of anything she’d missed or done incorrectly. Her worries eventually slowed and she fell soundly asleep.
The next morning, Nikki awoke and began her normal morning ritual. Though she usually dressed pretty conservatively, she had decided to wear something a little nicer. She wore a red low-cut sundress. Sure it showed a lot of cleavage but it was warm and she wanted to look nice when she saw Chase. Heading for the door she paused and looked at the Victoria’s Secret bag on the counter. She almost considered bringing it. She laughed, rolling her eyes. “Maybe next trip, Victoria.” Leaving it behind, she climbed into her Jeep and left for the airport.
After weaving through the airport traffic, she parked in the parking ramp and rolled her bags into the terminal. Finding which flight her son was to arrive on, she began the long walk to meet him. As was normally the case, airport security insisted she go through the x-ray machine twice. She knew perfectly well what they were doing but, she wasn’t going to let it bother her today. She was on cloud nine. The only problem was, the amount of time it was taking. She wanted to be waiting for Chase as he exited the plane but, by now he would already be in the terminal making him harder to find. After clearing the last check point she saw that her worries were unfounded. Walking the other direction and directly toward his mama was Chase.
“Chase!” Nikki squealed. Her maternal urges came flooding to her breasts in a single heart skipping instant. “Oh my baby boy!” Nikki raised her arms for a hug as Chase embraced her, swinging her in a full circle. A flush surged through her body from head to toe. “My god it’s so good to see you! I missed you so much!”
“I missed you too!” Chase said excitedly, returning her to her feet.
“Well let me have a look at you! Turn around.” Nikki said, stepping back and looking him up and down.
Chase was adorable. He was about 5′ 10″ with blonde hair and deep blue eyes. His skin was lightly tanned and as smooth as anyone could dream. He had a manly jaw but still retained a boyish face that made women’s knees week and hearts melt. His body was strong and muscular but not bulky. One thing was for sure, no matter what type of shirt he was wearing, it could be seen very clearly that this boy looked GOOD beneath it. Today he wore a polo shirt and jeans. The jeans, he made look very good also.
As he turned, Nikki nodded in approval. “You look like you just stepped off the cover of GQ!”
“Well I am my mother’s son…You look beautiful!” Chase said, motioning to her dress.
Nikki gave an abbreviated curtsey. “Why thank you kind sir.”
Chase picked up her bags and held out his arm. “Shall we?”
“U huh,” Nikki mustered, wiping the corners of her eyes.
They walked arm in arm down the terminal toward the food court. Suddenly, it occured to Nikki that except for his carry-on, he didn’t have any luggage.
“Should we go to baggage claim and get your bags?” She asked.
“No dice.” Chase replied. “They told me they lost my luggage in Chicago. Apparently, my bags are on their way to Flagstaff.”
“Oh no.. Well we can just get you some new clothes when we get down there..”
“That’s what I was thinking too. Besides, the clothes I had packed are pretty much worn out anyway.” Chase laughed.
They continued to the food court and ate an early lunch. They sat for what must have been hours talking and catching up. Chase talked about the sports he was involved in and the friends he had made. Generally, explaining his entire first year in college as an engineering student.
“..So did you meet any hot girls?” Nikki asked. “Wait. I don’t think I even wanna know..”
Chase laughed. “Well there were a few but, they all pale in comparison to you.”
“Oh blow it out your shorts! I bet you’re a little heart breaker!” Nikki said.
“Honestly, I haven’t really had time for meeting girls this year. Besides, I like the one I got!” Chase replied, clowning his eyebrows.
“Good.” Nikki said, drawing on her orange smoothie. “That means more Chase for me!”
Just then she heard their flight announced over the public address system. “Sounds like that’s us..”
They gathered their things and headed for boarding. As they walked arm in arm Nikki kept glancing over at him. She was proud of him. He’d turned into such a perfect young man. She was so young when she’d had him that she often worried she hadn’t brought him up well enough. Now that he was a strapping twenty one years old, she could see that she didn’t do so bad after all.
“What do you keep looking at?” Chase asked.
“Just you.” Nikki answered. “I’m proud of you. You look really good too. Like a man, you know?”
“Thanks. You’re looking really good yourself.”
Nikki followed his eyes to her cleavage. “Watch it mister, those are your mother’s.” She said playfully.
“It’s okay, I know her!” Chase replied.
She looked at him smiling and shaking her head. “I think i dropped you too many times.”
Rounding a corner they arrived at their flight. Handing their boarding passes to the attendant, they boarded the plane. Chase offered Nikki the window seat and settled in next to her. After take off he leaned over her and snapped some pictures out the window with his phone. They continued talking about work and college until they were both yawning. Almost at the same time, they unanimously agreed on sleeping through the rest of the flight.
Nikki awoke to her son’s phone imitating the sound of a camera as he snapped more pictures. She figured they must be close to landing so she opened her eyes and stretched. They exchanged how well they’d slept and what they had dreamed as the plane landed and taxied to the terminal. Once they were off the plane, Nikki collected her luggage and they made their way outside. As Chase hailed a cab, Nikki’s phone rang. It was Kaylyn.
“Hey Kay, what’s up?”
“Hey Nix, how was your flight?” Kaylyn replied.
“Good. We just landed and we’re on our way to the hotel.”
“Well, there’s a bit of a problem with that. Porter called me and said they bumped you.”
“So we don’t have a room?” Nikki snapped.
“No, you’ll have a room tonight but, tomorrow you’ll have to check into a different hotel. I’ll send you the address. Porter said It’s on the beach so you’ll probably like it better anyway.”
“Can’t they just put us in a different room?”
“No, I guess they’re all booked up for that convention thing but, you’re reservations at the other hotel are all set up and paid for. It should be pretty seamless.”
“Well, thanks for lettin me know.. See what I mean about Porter? I havent heard a peep from him and I wouldn’t have even known if it wasn’t for you calling and tellin me..”
“Well maybe he just figured I’d tell you anyway. I gotta run. Don’t forget to have some fun down there. Love ya, nippy-tits!” Kaylyn sang.
Nikki giggled. “Love you too.”
Nikki ended the call and told Chase of the change in plans as the cab pulled up to the Radisson. After Checking in and locating their room for the night, Chase went to one of the bedrooms declaring he was going back to sleep and to wake him up in the morning. Nikki gathered her work material and headed for the hotel office. Once there, she immediately got to business. She worked with the hotel staff into the night. Thanks to her preparation, they were able to get almost all of the paperwork done in one fell swoop. She returned to the room exhausted and flopped onto her bed. Still fully clothed, she was out like a light.
The next morning her and Chase got up and readied themselves for the day. After a small breakfast they headed to the lobby to check out.
“Leaving us already Ms. Hichs?” The woman behind the counter asked.
“Yes I guess so.” Nikki replied. “I’ll be back to finish things up with the office later today.”
“We’ll I certainly hope you weren’t displeased with the service..”
“No the service was fine. As far as I could tell in only one night anyway. I’ve been doing this for awhile now so It’s not the first time I’ve had to make other arrangements.” Nikki replied smiling.
“Well if there’s anything we did to make you unhappy..”
“No, it’s okay hun.” Nikki interupted. “It’s all part of the business.”
The woman behind the counter looked confused. “Right, well enjoy the rest of your stay in Jamaica.”
“We will thanks.” Said Nikki, as they made their way to the door.
Chase hailed a cab and loaded the bags into the trunk. Nikki handed the driver the address as he pulled away from the curb. After about a half an hour they both started giving eachother quizzical looks.
Leaning forward, Chase inquired to the driver. “How far away is this hotel anyway?”
“It’s all the way up on the north coast, mon.” Replied the driver in a thick Jamaican accent.
Chase turned to his mother. “Well that’s gonna be a bit of a commute isn’t it?”
“Oh well. I can deal with it.” Nikki said, shrugging her shoulders. “With all we got done last night I shouldn’t have to make the trip but a few times anyway.”
After awhile longer they pulled up to the hotel. Exiting the cab, Chase volunteered to get the bags and meet her inside. Nikki thanked him and proceeded up the stairs and through the lobby to the front desk.
“Good morning!” A large black woman behind the desk exclaimed.
“Good morning.” Nikki replied. “We need to check in.”
“Last name?” The woman asked.
“Hichs.”
“Oh yes Mrs. Hichs, I have you right here.” She said, pointing at her computer screen. “You’re in honeymoon chalet numba 13.” The woman turned and pulled out the paperwork and room keys.
“Wait, did you say ‘honeymoon’ chalet?” Nikki asked.
“Yes maam. Is there a problem?”
“Well we don’t need a honeymoon suite at all. You can just put us in a regular room..”
“But Mrs. Hichs, we book so far in advance there’s no way I can change your room. Besides, they’re all honeymoon suites.”
Nikki stammered. “But I’m not here with my.. I mean, .. I’m his mother.
The woman behind the counter started laughing. “My husband calls me mama too! Doesn’t matter how old they are, they always need a mama dont they..”
“..I suppose.” Nikki replied. “You said you book sometime in advance? Can I see the book sheet?”
“Yes maam.” The woman typed on her keyboard. “Looks like you were booked last Thursday at eleven thirtyeight p.m. by a Ms. Beckensht.. ..Beckenstoff…
“Beckenschteoffer.” Nikki finished. “Kaylyn! That little weasel!”
“Maam?”
“Dammit, Kaylyn.” Nikki said rolling her eyes and sighing. “Okay fine. Which ones do I sign?”
Meanwhile, Chase had collected the bags from the trunk of the cab and dragged them up the stairs.
“Congratulations, mon.” Said the door man, opening the door.
“Thanks. They’re not THAT heavy though..” Chase replied.
A woman opened the second door ahead of him. “Congratulations, sir.”
“Thanks but, they ARE on wheels..” He walked over to the counter where Nikki was signing the check-in papers.
“Congratulations Mr. Hichs.” Said the woman behind the counter.
“Why thank you, madam.” Chase smiled, beginning to get used to the praise.
Nikki looked at him. “They think we just got married.”
“Oh..” Chase said, looking somewhat disappointed. “Why?”
“Because Kaylyn booked us into a honeymooner’s resort that’s why.”
The woman interrupted. “It is a requirement that you are married…”
“Oh yeah.” Chase stuttered, putting his arm around Nikki’s waist. “..Well of course.”
“Your room is down the hall and out the last door to the left.” The woman chuckled.
“Thanks.” They said in unison, walking down the hall.
They made their way outside and down a narrow boardwalk to a small chalet marked with the number 13. Nikki put her key in the door and opened it. It was modest but nice. It had a bedroom to the right and a living room with a couch and a TV. There was a sliding glass door with a small deck that looked directly out onto the beach.
“I could get used to this!” Chase said, opening the sliding door.
“Well I hope you can used to sleeping on a couch too.. I don’t think the rooms here feature more than one bed.” Nikki smirked.
“No problem. It’s like a dorm room!”
“Yeah I guess it is.” Nikki laughed. “I’m gonna go unpack some stuff before I head back to work.” Nikki walked into the bedroom and started unzipping her luggage.
On the table near the couch there was a white box marked ‘His’. Chase immediately opened it. Inside there were multiple pairs of cargo shorts. He pulled one out. They resembled swimming trunks with a silky silver mesh brief inside. He dropped his jeans and boxers and tried them on. They fit like a glove. The brief part fit snuggly, almost pocketing him. He noticed a plastic capsule in the pocket that seemed to be attatched. Now he was curious. looking through the rest of the box he found a small box marked ‘Hers’. He opened it revealing a keychain resembling a small car door remote with two buttons. One of the buttons was marked ‘B’ and the other was marked ‘Z’. Chase hit the ‘B’ button. Suddenly, he felt a pleasant throbbing buzz on the tip of his penis. It stopped when he let the button up. “Hmm.. Could get used to that too.” He said to himself. Next he touched the ‘Z’ button..
In the bedroom, Nikki was still putting away her clothes and organizing her things in the dresser when she heard what sounded like a yelp from the other room.
“Chase?” She called, coming out to the living room. There she found him wincing with his hand between his legs.
“Here. It says this is for you. Just stay away from the ‘Z’ button.. ..If you would.” Chase handed her the remote.
“Why? What does it do?” She said, touching the button.
“Oww!” Chase grabbed himself again.
“‘Z’ stands for ‘Zap’ I take it?” Nikki laughed. “Your little soldier okay?”
“The soldier’s fine. ..Feels like you just slapped his buddies though.” Chase chuckled, still wincing
“What does the other button do?”
“It’s ALOT more pleasurable for everybody down there.” Chase said quickly.
“And I’m supposed to hang on to this, huh?” Nikki smirked.
“I don’t see any other woman around do you?” Chase said, now fully recovered.
“Still, don’t you think asking your mother to control your little pleasure pants is a bit inappropriate?” Nikki snickered.
“The more inappropriate the better!” Chase replied, grinning.
“Okay hotshot. Whatever.” Nikki laughed and made him flinch as she pretended she was going to zap him again.
“Well that takes care of the shorts for the week. How about we go shirt shopping when I get back from work?” She asked, putting the remote in her purse.
“Sounds good to me.” Chase answered.
Nikki Kissed him on the forehead. “I’m off then. Don’t get into too much trouble while i’m gone.” She turned and walked out the door.
Returning to the Radisson, Nikki set about getting the account wrapped up. For one reason or another, she wasn’t making the same kind of head way as she had the previous night. She was sore and felt a bit preoccupied somehow. Once again, she worked with the hotel staff into the night. She called Chase and told him she couldn’t keep her shopping date with him but, in a few more hours the Radisson would be done and over with.
By the time she returned to the chalet, it was dark. Afraid Chase may be sleeping she kicked off her pumps and walked softly in the sand to the sliding door around back. It was open and a light was on. As she approached it, she saw chase facing the other way on the couch. She stopped and held her breath as she saw his arm moving. It was moving at a very distinct rhythem. ‘..Oh my god!’ She thought. Her son is masturbating right there infront of her! She could only see his head and the edge of his arm as it moved. She could also see a familiar material flashing in and out of view in rythym with his arm. In his other hand, he was holding his phone. It had a picture of some girl’s boobs in a low-cut blouse on it. She saw him adjust the view on his phone, zooming it in. His pace quickened. Nikki squinted to see if she could make out the picture her son was so desperately in love with. Suddenly she recognized the color of the girl’s blouse. It wasn’t any girl at all. It was a picture of HER! His paced quickened again and she could hear his breathing getting louder. Nikki’s head swam with every emotion known to a mother. Suddenly the material she was getting just a glimpse of registered in her mind. Her knees went weak. The gravity of the what she was witnessing hit her like a freight train. She was watching her son stare lustfully at a picture of her breasts and Jerk off in a pair of her own panties! Her legs were foundering. One of her knees gave out as she over heard him let out a moan and increase his pace even further. Dropping to one knee, she felt a drop running down her inner thigh. Soon she found herself lying face down gripping the wooden planking. Shutting her eys, her lips quivered as he let out another moan. She pushed her hips into the deck. Hearing her son erupt with a grunt and then another, she whispered a moan of her own. Unconsciously, she moved her hips up and back down into the decking, digging her fingernails into the wood with each grunt and groan that escaped him. His frenzy finally faded, and they both lay in there respective positions catching their breath.
Nikki raised her head hearing him get up from the couch. She saw her panties fall to the floor as he went for the bathroom. She stared at them unbelieving. She couldn’t even recognize their color. Her favorite black lace panties were completely immersed in his cum. The shear amount that covered them was staggering! It was everywhere! It was running down the side of the couch, and even on the wall next to it. Nikki was in a state of shock. How on earth did that much come from one person? How was it was even possible? It suddenly dawned on her to snap out of it. She had to get out of there without him seeing her and now was her chance. She quickly got up and backed off of the deck. Her head swimming, she headed straight for the bar.
How was she going to deal with this? How was she going to address it? She just saw her son masturbate in her panties. She just witnessed her own son cum in her panties as he looked at a picture of her. “..In my panties..” She said to herself, trying to grappel with the reality.
After a few drinks she was finally able to relax. ‘It’s not the first time a son jerked off about his mother and it wont be the last, I’m sure.’ She thought to her herself. In fact she was flattered. He loved her and, the truth was that she loved what she saw him do. She felt as if she had provided yet one more thing for him. Another piece of the world he could wrap his mouth around and devour. She looked down at her breasts. They’d swollen. Her nipples throbbed. As a young mother, her breasts had provided so much for him. So much for them both. The hours of holding him and rocking him and humming as he gently sucked on her. Now she had provided a sweet release for him. Her breasts began to ache. Sensative and heavy. They felt exactly as if she was still breast feeding. That ache. That headache feeling in every inch. She remembered it well. It meant she was full. On the verge of bursting with a missed step or even a deep breath. For a moment, she thought she actually would. She actually thought she might feel her nipples open back up right then and there. It was at that moment when her view on the whole matter fell into place.
‘..If she turned him on then so be it. Let him be turned on. Let him Jack off and imagine me.’ She thought. ‘So he thinks I’m sexy and he wants me.. That’s a problem?? Afterall, shouldn’t a mother want her son to worship her? And what harm does it do anyone exactly? He’s MY son and he can think about me and jerk himself off whenever he damn well feels like it!’
Nikki left the bar feeling as if a wieght had been lifted from her shoulders. As she walked back to the chalet she was amazed at the ease of it all. It was quite simply a non-issue. It was then, while stepping off the boardwalk that she felt it. She froze and reached into her bra. Pulling her hand back, she hurried into the chalet and straight to the bathroom. She pulled her shirt and skirt off as if they were on fire. The mirror didn’t lie. Her light blue cotton bra, not to mention her panties had turned dark. She leaned into the vanity staring into the mirror. Her breath went shaky as she followed a line from her underwire down to her stomach. She blinked as it dripped from her belly button to the marble counter top. All she could manage was a whisper. “My god, this can’t be happening…”
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Unpaid Overtime #2
When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”
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The Craigslist Chronicles: Chapter 2
Disclaimer:
In this series you will find no incest, rape, drugging, coercion, serious violence, sci-fi, fantasy, bestiality, scat, necrophilia or anything of very offensive nature, including underage sex. The focus of this series is on characters, storylines, humor, and it happens to be set in a sexual environment. Please enjoy it in this context. If you are familiar with my previous work, you are in for more of the same.
The Craigslist Chronicles: Chapter 2
(Ben, 23, medium height, slender build, short brown hair. Ben graduated from college nearly two years ago, works as an engineer, and is very bright. However he has been normally a pretty shy person. In Chapter 1, he met Cynthia on CL looking for a “friends with benefits” situation, but they have started dating. Cynthia is 24, with short curly brown hair, perky large b-cups, skinny.)
Ben
Friday night, Cynthia came over as soon as she got off work, she’d been working overtime on this big project and she’s been stressing out constantly. When she got here, I greeted her with a salad and a BLT, about the best cooking I can manage, and a bottle of wine. She looked so beautiful, even through the stress and the work clothes and the tiredness, she was so beautiful. When we finished eating she just wanted to lay down so we went into my bedroom, turned on some quiet music, Feist if you must know, and just laid down on my bed. She laid on one side and I spooned her, just holding her. I put my hand under her blouse, undid her bra, to which she sighed in relief, and started rubbing her back. I rubbed along her spine, up and down her back, then around her neck. Soon she was lying face down topless, and I knelt over her giving her a backrub.
“Why do you make me feel so good?” she moaned.
“I just like you is all.”
“I have a bad day, you drop everything, you cook, you give me a backrub, without any prompting, you just do it. If I didn’t know any better I’d think you were trying to get into my pants, but you already get that.”
“Maybe my brain has a loose wire, that whole, impress the girl so she let’s you do her thing, maybe mine never shuts off and I just keep trying to impress.”
“Well that’s a hell of a nice loose wire.”
“Want a clit massage too?” I asked. She laughed.
“If you’re offering.”
“Always.”
She rolled over and I laid beside her. We kissed and my hands rubbed her breasts, caressed her face, her stomach, teased her thighs, traced lines down her calves, rubbed her feet, etc. I got on top of her, without putting any pressure on her, and slowly kissed my way from her lips down to her feet. I nibbled her ears and neck, sucked her lower lip, her nipples, gentle kisses everywhere. Everywhere except her pussy. After rubbing her feet, kissing them softly, and then moving back up her legs toward her hot wet pussy, she was already in ecstasy. I think this is the main mistake guys make, proper foreplay takes time, and if done right, her lady parts will be cursing at you to get to business…but in a good way. My mouth hovered above her lips, breathing hot breaths on her naked womanhood. Her labia glistened and were so smooth, begging to be licked. My fingers pressed on either side of her pussy, and rubbed up and down, not actually touching her lady parts, but still massaging and putting pressure. I could feel her engorged clit between my fingers and I rubbed up and down around her clit. She moaned and her hips kept moving up at me, pleading for satisfaction. Her pussy dripped before I had even touched it.
I looked at her with a smile as I stuck my tongue out and ever so gently placed it at the opening of her vagina, gently licking her pussy from bottom to top in a slow motion. I repeated this until she arched her back and closed her eyes. I licked up and down, all around, softly. Then I pushed closer to her clit, sucking her pleasure center into my mouth, holding it between my lips. My tongue made quick circles around it, followed by a few up-down, then side-to-side flicks, then back to soft circles. I sucked her clit in and out of my lips as I did this. She had her hands on my head, playing with my hair, pushing down gently.
My hands had been attending to her breasts, squeezing, massaging, rubbing, teasing. I took my left hand, and tapped her stomach with my pointer finger, non-verbally asking if I should start using my finger. She moaned her approval and I brought my left hand down and put my index finger softly at the opening of her pussy. I kept sucking and licking her clit as my index finger teased her vagina before entering her, with slow strokes. Soon I started deep strokes, hitting the A-spot in the back of the vagina. We’d tried to find her g-spot before, but to no avail. Well, we’d found it, but we just couldn’t get it to work with her, and it might have to do with her not overcoming the “having to pee feeling,” but she loved the A-spot. It’s just above the cervix, and when aroused it is very engorged. I make deep penetrations with my finger straight into her and the tip of my finger hits her A-spot. Soon I am holding my finger as far inside her as I can, putting constant pressure on this spot, while moving the tip of the finger around it, and still sucking and licking her clit.
Her hands had gone limp on top of my head, and her moans and heavy breathing were all she could manage. Her whole body was tense and fluttering, spasming. I knew she had been close for some time, but I limited the stimulation to keep her from going off just yet, but I felt it was time. I starting pressing harder and deeper with my finger, and pushed my mouth into her clit, flicking, sucking, licking as hard and fast as I could and she moaned loudly. Her whole body shuddered from pleasure and soon her legs tensed tight around my head and her vagina contracted hard on my finger, and she screamed out while arching her back. I kept up the pressure and stimulation on her a-spot, but lessened the intensity on her clitoris to just gentle licks, as I could feel her body hit the point of “too much” stimulation, and I would dial back what I was doing to stay just below this point. In a moment she could take no stimulation and I gently pulled my finger from her dripping pussy, and laid down beside her.
She hugged me as though she hadn’t seen me in six months, holding me tight and giving me a huge wet kiss.
“That was a big one.”
“Best ever?”
“No.
“Top five?”
“yeah,” she said.
“We hit the top five a lot. Man, how big was the biggest one?”
“So big…” she said. She was on the verge of passing out. “You want to do it now?”
“You’re tired, it’s okay, we can do it later.”
“No, I’ll feel guilty cause you didn’t get off.”
“It’ll take too long, you know my peepee,” I said. He takes a long time to get off. It’s nice when you are having a long sexual experience with different positions and such, but actually most of the time it’s kind of a pain in the ass. Blowjobs turn into an ordeal because they take so long, and there is no quickie, if we tried now she’d probably pass out before I finished. Then I’d just feel weird. “You just go to sleep.”
“Why are you so good. Most guys only give oral so they can get some back, you just like doing it.”
“I’m a giver, what can I say,” I shrugged my shoulders.
“Do you really like giving oral that much? Why is it so fun?”
“What’s more fun, I have the power to give so much pleasure, it’s like, I don’t know, like the essence of being alive, like I have this godlike power almost, to make you feel as good as if you’d just shot up heroin, but without all the fuss of being addicted to opiates. You know what I mean though, don’t you like giving bj’s?”
“Yeah it’s fun, but for you it’s like a religious shrine or something,” she said.
“I’m kneeling toward Mecca.”
“Makes sense.”
“That’s the only way muslims are allowed to do it, with the woman kneeling toward Mecca. That’s what they call missionary position.”
“Really?” she asked, nearing unconsciousness.
“No, I just made that up, but it sounds pretty cool. If I ever do a muslim chick, I’ll try to make that happen.”
“Why aren’t there more nice guys like you, all the guys out there are douchebags, and they hate women, and they like dominating woman, and then telling her to get back in the kitchen, you know.”
“Because girls like doing assholes. I don’t get it. The bigger the asshole, the more chicks want to do him. If women only did guys like me, they’re be a lot more nice lickers like me. Then again, nice guys are also prone to not cheating, not fathering as many illegitimate children, etc. So maybe I should just take the initiative and spread my seed to as many women as possible, the future generations of women will thank me.”
I think she passed out somewhere in there. I laid there with her for a few more minutes, but I was far from tired, so I gently got out of her grasp and went over to my desk, just a few feet away, and sat at my computer. After checking my e-mail, Facebook, the news, sports, and all that. I ran out of things to look at. For some reason I thought to check Craigslist, not like I was looking to get some secretly on the side or something, I just felt like looking at the things people put on Craigslist, it’s an endless source of unintentional comedy gold. One of my favorite motifs on CL is the stream of rednecks looking for “jackin buddies,” they claim repeatedly that they “ain’t gay” they just want a guy to jack with. No oral or buttplay, they don’t do that, just jackin buddies, must be discrete.
Well anyway, I search through, find the typical fanfare, the guys looking for two girls for a threesome, the old guys looking for young girls, the young girls looking for “sugar daddies” and so on. Then I saw a strange post.
*
Casual Encounters
W4M
I want a baby, will you be the daddy? – 36
I’m a 36 year old woman, I work at a legal firm. I’ve gotten to this age and just happen to find myself single. I would consider myself very attractive, but won’t go into details. I want a child, and the whole sperm donation thing seems soulless to me. I want a child to be made during an experience between two consenting adults in good spirits and enjoyment of each other. So I would like a man to be a “sperm donor” the natural way. Must be drug and disease free, must be willing to “donate” until I conceive, after that you are free to be as little or as much involved as you like. I will never ask for money or any help, I have the means and will care for a baby without any help, other than a little donation of course. So guys, please e-mail me, tell me your family history with diseases and mental illness, what you do for a living, what your family is like, what your interests, hobbies, qualities, etc. Remember, this is NOT CASUAL SEX. I am looking for a candidate to make a great baby, so sell yourself, but be honest please.
Hope to hear from you.
*
Damn. I should do it. I wonder what Cynthia would think. Would she let me do it? We’ve been dating a few months, it’s serious, does that preclude me from engaging in sanctioned baby making sex if she’s aware of it. I wonder if she’ll be mad if I ask. Regardless, there’s no harm in responding.
I send an e-mail telling about my scholastic achievements, and how I’m nice and have a girlfriend who can attest to my non-douchebagness, and lack of diseases and good health and yadda yadda.
A few hours later, I’m startled by hands placed on my shoulders while I sit at the computer. I shudder.
“You scared me,”
“I know.”
“Are you still stressed out?”
“Oh yeah,” she said sarcastically.
“Do you need more of my cunning licks?”
“If you want,” she said, sitting down in the chair beside my desk.
“You should see this craigslist ad,” I said, and brought up the relevant ad.
“That’s cool, she sounds nice.”
“I want to do it,” I said with a grin.
“Are you serious,” she asked unsurely.
“Yeah, I think I should do it. Will you write me a letter of recommendation: Dear miss, Ben gives good oral, very very good oral, all boys should be this good, help the future women of the planet, pleasssssse.” She laughed.
“Should I tell her how much of a smart-ass you are?”
“I most certainly am not.” I said in a fake British accent. “I replied already.”
“Did you really?” she asked with shock. I smirked. “Did you?”
“Yeah, I did. Wanna see if she replied?” She nodded and I checked my e-mail.
*
Dear Sir,
You sound very qualified. The best quality I can see so far is that you didn’t send me a picture of your penis, and especially that you didn’t send me a picture of you having sex with “an ex-girlfriend.” But beyond just not being a creepy weirdo, you also seem very qualified in your achievements and seem pretty cool. I want to wait and get a lot of responses to see who is the best, this is more than just a casual lay kind of thing, so I should really get this right, you understand I’m sure. So I’ll let you know soon if I make my decision and if its you.
Sincerely,
Abby
*
“She spelled it’s wrong,” I said.
“This is so weird,” she said.
“But seriously though, would you let me?”
“Let you?”
“Yeah, would you let me, you know, pump this chick full of my man milk.”
“You want my permission?”
“Yeah, we are exclusively dating, you’re not banging some other guy on the side are you? I won’t do it if you don’t want me to.”
“That’s fine, it’s not like you’d be banging some drunk chick or having an affair or something. Isn’t the deception and lying why girls get mad about affairs, the lying more so than the sex, right?”
“I don’t think so. So it’d be okay for me to sleep around if I told you about it before hand. Cause you don’t mind my pen going into lots of different inks.”
“I guess it’s more than just the lying, I don’t want any black ink spoiling my white inkwell,” She said unsurely.
“Yeah that metaphor has gone too far, I think you just expressed a racist hatred of black girls and some sort of white vagina supremacy.”
“Didn’t mean to do that”
“So do you want more oral or not?” I asked with feigned annoyance.
“Ooookay,” she said. She jumped up and leapt onto the bed, then rolled over on her back. I crawled up the bed with just boxers on, my cock growing rapidly and I laid on top of her and kissed her. After a long kiss that started slow and grew more passionate, she suggested, “69?”
I shrugged my shoulders in approval then removed my boxers and laid down. Cynthia climbed on top of me, her knees on either side of my head. In the relative darkness, only the computer screen illuminating the room, her pussy glistened seductively. I felt her mouth take in the end of my cock and suck and slurp as her mouth moved slowly up and down, her hand held my cock in front of her mouth, stroking up and down with her lips. I reached my arms around her and grabbed her ass cheeks, pulling her to me. I reached up with my head a little and tasted her sweet juices. One of my favorite things in the world is to feel how she loses control of her body when I give her particularly good pleasure. I intensify my licking and sucking, my nose is buried in her vagina and my face is getting soaked as I suck and lick her clit, and as I make it more intense, she suddenly loses some control and can’t keep sucking my cock with the same composure. Soon we’re both like this, close to orgasming, losing control, and trying badly to make the other person cum. My cock is buried in her mouth and she is stroking and sucking wildly as I grip her ass and push my tongue and lips against her pussy in one last intense push toward orgasm. She is very close to coming, I can feel it, and I flick my tongue as fast as I can over her clit and it sets her off. Her moaning vibrates from my dick all the way through me. Her hips buck and I can feel every muscle of her body spasming as she is feeling orgasmic ecstasy. The sound of her moans, the feel of her soft tense skin, the flood of juices from her pussy, and the intense way she is desperately trying to make me cum, she wants me to cum in her mouth so badly during her orgasm, all of this sets me off and my balls clench. I moan into her pussy as she moans into my cock and I cum, squirting cum into her mouth but she keeps going just the same, swallowing every last drop. We’re exhausted. I lap at her a few times, she keeps stroking my cock, but we’re tired and we curl up together and go to sleep.
In a few days I received another e-mail from Beth. Basically she’d made the decision, and had picked me, or at least, wanted to meet me first, and go from there. “She made the right choice, that I’m sure of, so she can’t be too weird.”
“Want to go with me to meet her?”
Cynthia just stared at the screen. “This is so weird.”
“It’s not as weird as this ad I saw today. Jewish sisters seek Hitler for Naughty encounter.”
“Shut up,” she said.
“I’m not making it up, two jewish sisters want a Hitler look a-like because they like “naughty things,” I’m dead serious.”
“Do they want him to poop on them?” Cynthia asked sarcastically.
“Well, if they’ve done their homework, they probably want to pee on him. Hitler liked getting peed on by girls.”
“Shut up, where do you come up with this stuff?”
“It’s true, Hitler had his female under-aged cousin get naked and pee on him, I’m serious, I saw this on TV or something.”
“Anyway. I don’t know if I should go or not. It’d be weird.”
After talking it over, she decided she would go. We met Abby at a Starbucks. We arrived early and waited for her. She walked up to us wearing sunglasses and looked like she was a soviet spy or something. She was kinda tall, five ten or so, and had long blonde hair, looked pretty intelligent. She stood next to the table as if unsure if we were the right couple, even though it was really obvious.
“Do you want cream in your coffee?” I asked her in a British spy voice.
“Yeah, I guess I do,” She said with a weird smile and then sat down.
“So you want to go in the bathroom and do this,” I said intensely while making the “rock out” hand gesture.
“He’s kidding,” Cynthia said.
After a little ice breaking conversation we went back to Abby’s place. She seemed quite hippyish, I bet in college she had dreadlocks and wore sandals all the time. She fixed some alcoholic drinks and we relaxed and sat around talking.
“Do you want to be there when we do it?” Abby asked.
“I don’t know. I don’t know if I’d want to watch.”
“Watch?” Abby asked.
“Yeah, think you get to just watch, you have to help.You’re the fluffer,” I said sarcastically.
“I don’t know, I’m not really interested in,” Cynthia’s hands did the “and so on,” thing, yadda yadda yadda, kind of thing.
“Interested in what? Girls? You don’t want to do something with a girl?” Abby asked.
“I’ve been trying for years to get her in a threesome,” I said frustratedly.
“We’ve been dating for four months,” Cynthia protested.
“I guess it just seems like years,” I said.
“I should punch you,” Cynthia said with a bit of a smile. “No I’m not interested in girls like that. I just can’t imagine licking a vagina, they gross me out.”
“See, you say that, and I’ve heard a lot of girls say that, but something tells me, that if you were in a situation with a girl you really liked, not a best friend of years, cause if it goes weird then you lose a best friend, but someone you now a little, get a long with, get a few drinks in you, and you want to have an experience, you want to have some fun, I bet you would get down and dirty with her if you were turned on enough.”
“Typical guy attitude,” Cynthia said.
“It is a typical guy attitude, but he’s really right, I was always like you. It just seems so gross and weird and kinda wrong, but I tried it once and it really changed my mind. I’ve only ever been with a girl like five or six times, with just this one girl, and they are always fun times. I think it takes a very specific and uncommon relationship with someone to pull it off,” Abby said.
“I don’t know, maybe for some people, and I don’t think there’s anything wrong about it, I’m just not attracted to girl parts.”
“Imagine you’re lying back, getting eaten out,” Abby described, “and it’s the most intense licking you’ve ever gotten, ten times better than anything a man has ever given you. She knows every little thing, she knows exactly how you’re feeling what everything does to you, she knows exactly what you’re going through and it’s just like the perfect oral sex. And you come, and it’s just so intense and you’re just oozing, you’re glowing, you’re a ball of energy, and she kisses her way up to your face, you’re tingling all over, and her thigh goes between your legs, gives you a little rub down there. She whispers in your ear,” Abby leaned toward Cynthia as we sat on the couch and literally whispered in her ear, “Our bodies become one, we share energy, and our physical love bonds our souls, you taste like heaven. Then she spins around and lays on top of you in a sixty-nine and with no pressure, her pussy hangs up in the air above your face, inches away, but not aggressive, not intrusive like a dick. She is down there giving little licks and flicks and making you feel good all over again, and still, no pressure, you don’t have to touch her if you don’t want to. Soon you get both curious and desiring, you want to hold her, you want to return the feelings, you want her to feel as good as you feel, and you reach out and grab her torso, and your tongue sticks out and tastes her, and it’s not what you expected at all, and it’s interesting, and new, and every little thing you do gives her tingles. And you realize what it’s like to lick a pussy, and you want to make her feel so good, just as she does to you,” Abby continues as I take another drink of rum and coke and take it all in.
I put my hand on Cynthia’s and hold it, I can feel that she’s a little tense, a little sweaty, a little aroused. “You have this pussy in front of you, just like yours, almost, and you can give her oral like you’d want oral, all those men had fumbled around and fucked up and given you oral based on the phallic model of oral sex, they think of it like a blowjob, but it’s not, and you know, the women know it’s a pussy and pussies like different things than dicks, and you have the opportunity to make love to this pussy like you wish men had done to yours, like this woman is doing to you right now. And all the inhibitions and the bullshit about lesbians and the shit just disappears and the next thing you know, you feel her hot breath as she moans in ecstasy as she cums from your tongue, you did that, and you feel like a sex goddess, a couple of sex goddesses. You feel like this,” She said, with her hands mashed together with fingers interlocking tightly.
“I wish I was a lesbian, cause that’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard,” I said.
“Hey, I’m not a lesbian, I like men more than women, but I’m just saying.”
“That does sound nice, but seriously, that sounds kinda like you’ve gotten inferior oral from guys, the dichotomy of the terrible male oral and the incredible female oral might make this profound experience for you and many girls, but I think I might be spoiled by a guy that’s as good as a girl at oral, seriously he’s good.”
I smiled widely. “I’m a lesbian trapped in a man’s body.”
“Who said that?” Abby asked.
“Do you mean originally or are you confusing our voices?” I asked sarcastically. Abby rolled her eyes.
“Eddie Izzard maybe. Or was it Woody Allen?” I thought out loud.
“It sounds to me like it’s this lovey-dovey, rainbows and hearts and that kind of frilly girly, fuzzy, feel-good thing, lesbian sex. How in comparison to regular sex it’s so non-aggressive, non-dominating, non-intrusive, without the guy bullshit and the porn clich?and expectations. But I think I already get that with him.” Cynthia said.
“Then I’ve definitely found the right donor,” Abby said. “But there’s also the non-judgemental aspect, how you are with someone that you know is compassionate and empathetic and certainly isn’t judging your cellulite or your sagging breasts or something stupid like that, with a woman those things disappear. It’s very liberating.”
“Well yeah I don’t liberate you that way. I’m always reminding her that she does in fact look fat in those jeans.” I said sarcastically. “Whenever I hear stuff like this about guy-bullshit, and how women are great, I have this urge to fight against it and say, well, not all guys, and defend my kind, but really. I wish I could just join the other team and keep my penis, cause I think most guys are assholes.”
“So do you want to do this or what?” Abby asked.
“The donor thing? Sure,” I said. “As long as you’re okay with it,” I said to Cynthia.
“Yeah, I don’t have a problem with it. It’d be fun, we could babysit sometimes.”
“Just tell the little snowflake that I’m his or her crazy uncle or something,” I said. “Do you think I should tell my parents that they have a grandkid?”
“Are they cool, hip people?” Abby asked.
“They’re my parents,” I said with a cringed face. I looked at Cynthia.
“Don’t look at me for approval, I haven’t met them,” Cynthia said.
“So you are sure you want to do this?” Abby asked.
I looked at Cynthia and then turned to Abby and said “Yeah.”
“Follow me,” Abby said getting up.
“Do you mean right now?” I asked.
Abby shrugged her shoulders. “Why not.”
“Okay,” I said exaggeratedly.
I followed Abby to her bedroom with Cynthia in tow. Abby had a large bed, it was made and neat and looked expensive with probably a really high thread count. There were several sex toys on her night stand, all stood up and ready and clean and at attention. They were certainly prepared for tonight, and probably weren’t out like that normally.
Abby waited for us to enter and the shut the door behind us. “I think we should all take a shower first,” she said with a smirk. “I want clean energy, and to start connections for love energy to move between us.”
We stood there a bit awkwardly, not knowing what to do. Abby put her hands on both of our arms, and she slowly moved toward me and gave me a soft kiss on the lips and then did the same to Cynthia. Abby grabbed each of us by one hand and led us to her bathroom. She had a really nice apartment and the bathroom attached to the master bedroom was large and had a really big shower. Abby just pulled her shirt off and removed her bra almost instantly, tossing them on the flour. Her breasts were just out in the open all of the sudden. They were C’s I think, big C’s. They sagged some, but not more than you would expect from a woman in her late 30’s. She was very white, no fake tanning here. I turned to Cynthia, put my hands on her cheeks, and gave her a passionate kiss. Then I took my shirt off. Abby reached into the shower and turned the water on. Then she took the rest of her clothes off and put her hair up. She wasn’t shaved or trimmed much down there, quite a bush. Soon we were all naked, and my cock was quite excited.
Abby stepped into the shower first and adjusted a little, I encouraged Cynthia to go in next and I followed her. The water was quite hot. Abby soaped up a luffa and we soaped each other up. Abby soaped up my crotch and seemed to enjoy it. She grabbed my balls and said “there’s my baby,” in a baby voice. I laughed. We washed each other thoroughly and then toweled off. Abby insisted that we hold hands as we walked into the bedroom naked. We sat Indian style on her bed in a circle, holding hands and closing our eyes. She leaned forward and asked us to lean forward also. Abby asked us to kiss each other as we would normally, but leaning out like this, so we started making out, and then Abby’s tongue found it’s way into the picture and we were having a three-way kiss. She insisted we keep holding hands.
She instructed us to lie on our sides, and we all did, in a triangle. “Now, we will all engage in a triangle of oral sex. The love and energy we give to the next person will be absorbed by them, and then passed on to the next person, and they will absorb and pass it back on to you. If we do it right, we will reach the love resonance frequency and reach a group orgasm.” She should be a sex guru or something. Cynthia started first, having the most accessible appendage in front of her, sucking my cock. I scooted forward and rested my head on the inside of Abby’s thigh, she spread her legs open herself, and I moved toward her pussy. Abby had to nearly pry Cynthia’s legs apart, she was pretty nervous. Once she was in position though, she was very very gently and warmed Cynthia up to it. To Cynthia it wasn’t much different from a regular sixty-nine, a mouth on her pussy, a cock in her mouth, and so she wasn’t too weirded out. After several minutes and growing moans and excitement, Cynthia pulled away from my cock and said “Do you want him to come, during this?”
“Maybe you can snowball it into her pussy,” I said. They both laughed.
“We don’t have to impregnate me on the first orgasm, this is important to building a bond, so let’s just go with the flow.”
We went back to the oral sex and the moaning grew and grew. Abby came first, and her moans I heard muffled in Cynthia’s vagina. Cynthia grew close to orgasm, I could feel it in the way she would lose control and coordination in sucking me. Abby moved away from me, I guess I was being a little too rough with her sensitive post-orgasm pussy. She got me to lie on my back, and her and Cynthia shared my cock between them, licking it from both sides, and taking turns taking it into their mouths. I was close to orgasm and Cynthia grabbed my cock and sucked me as hard and fast as she could. I came and she pulled away, still jerking hard, but letting my seed shoot free, and her and Abby both caught some jizz in their mouths and started making out around my cock. They then moved up and laid slightly on top of me, on either side of me, and each kissed me. We laid like this for some time, recovering.
“Did you like my tongue, or do you like male tongues more?” Abby asked.
“Yours is quite good, actually, it was a little better than Ben’s, a little, not that much though,” Cynthia said.
“Yeah Ben, I was pretty surprised how well you did that, even with the hype, I was still surprised. You are a little too intense with her at times though, I’d say err on the side of softer more.”
“Actually, I’d always done that before, but Cynthia has taught me to err on the side of harder,” I defended myself.
“It’s true, he was too gentle, I like pressure a lot,” Cynthia said. “I’m surprised you went with the whole let him cum on our faces thing. I know it’s kind of a porn stereotype thing, I figured you’d say that was male domination or something.”
“It usually is a domination thing in porn, but actually, I find it very sensual, very erotic. I don’t care where, cum on me is very natural and great feeling. His essence poured out of his body, his excitement explodes on to me, I feel the heat, the energy, it’s very sensual,” Abby said. “Are you ready for the first attempt at impreganation?”
“This second? No, he needs more recovery time.”
“In that case, Cynthia, would you like to help me revive Mr. penis?”
“Howe so?” Cynthia asked.
“By giving him something to watch,” Abby said. Abby climbed over me and on top of Cynthia, making out. They kissed slowly and passionately. They kissed openly, with their tongues in full view. They sucked on each other’s neck and nibbled and their hands wandered around the other’s body. Then Abby moved around until she was on-top in sixty-nine. Just as she had described earlier, her pussy glistened and seduced Cynthia as Abby began licking. I laid right next to her watching as Cynthia almost didn’t hesitate at all, reaching around and gripping her ass, and diving right in. I reached over and played with Cynthia’s breasts as this went on.
“How do you like it?” I asked. Cynthia pulled away for a moment.
“It tastes good, I thought it would be gross, but it isn’t, it’s different, but not gross.” Her fingers teased the clit as she talked and she immediately dove back in. The two of them got more and more intense with their moans and soon my cock was rising back to life.
“Whenever he’s ready, put him in,” Abby said before diving back in. I got up and behind Abby. Cynthia was licking her clit and pussy and I put my hard cock up against her pussy, asking Cynthia to guide him in. She grasped at my shaft and pushed my cock toward Abby’s dripping slit, and helping me slowly penetrate her. I put my hands on Abby’s back, rubbing up and down almost just like a back rub while I slowly moved my cock in and out of her tight wet pussy. Cynthia went right back to licking her clit. I felt the occasional tickle of her tongue on my shaft. Abby moaned deeply as I penetrated her. But it was Cynthia that came first, her moans reverberated through Abby’s pussy and into my cock.
“Oh, cum in me, please,” Abby moaned. She begged for me to cum with her moaning and her hips pushed back at me. I gripped her hips and fucked her hard until she started to scream and cum loudly. “Cum in me!” she moaned. I wanted to cum badly, to fill her up with my jizz, to have Cynthia lick it up as it leaked from Abby’s pussy, but alas, I wasn’t even close. It was my long-lasting penis rearing his ugly side again.
“He’s not close,” I said. Abby was fine with that, and we moved into a new position. This time I was still doing Abby from behind, but now Cynthia was underneath her face-to-face. They made our, grabbed at each other’s breasts, and shoved hands down between each other’s legs while I made love to Abby’s pussy.
“Jesus, how can he last this long,” Abby moaned. “Just fuck me Ben, Fuck me how you want, I want your cum in me, please, cum in me Ben.”
That was hot, but this was hotter, “Cum in her, please Ben, Cum inside her,” Cynthia moaned. I pulled out of Abby, and moved down, put my cock against Cynthia’s pussy, and pushed in. With Abby between us, pussy’s grinding, hands playing, I fucked Cynthia. When Cynthia came, her pussy squeezed my cock hard, milking me. her moans and soft noises were too much and I knew I would come soon.
“I’m close,” I moaned and quickly pulled out and rammed back into Abby’s pussy that had only grown wetter, tighter, and hotter in my absence. “Cum inside me!” Abby moaned loudly as my cock rammed her hard. I came hard, filling her up. I leaned forward, lying against her back, and my hips tried to keep pumping but the pleasure kept me from doing too much and I collapsed on top of her and the three of us lay in a pile, naked, exhausted, loving, playful, excited, ecstatic, connected, completely connected.
“It isn’t even conceived yet and you already have to beg to get it to do anything,” Cynthia said quietly.
“Cum here boy, come on, get in mommy, time to conceive,” I said in baby talk. “too creepy?”
Cynthia shook her head and rolled her eyes. “Your bed is soaking wet.”
“Yeah, isn’t it great. I hate to think of those people who have sex for five minutes and then clean up afterward. How can you not enjoy lying in a puddle of love juices? How can you not just love it?” Abby said.
We drifted off to sleep, and since it was Saturday there was no hurry. The next day we woke up, showered together, drank some coffee, ate a light lunch, and did it all over again. I’m crossing my fingers that she never gets pregnant and we just keep doing this forever.
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ASHLEE’S YOUNG LIFE 3
ASHLEE’S YOUNG LIFE 3
Dad had to sit down awhile and when I got up from the exam table I was dripping cum down both sides of my inner thighs. My legs were shaking a little as I made it to the toilet and peed. I stepped into the shower and unscrewed the nozzle and flushed out my pussy. When I came out of the bathroom Dad was fully recovered and had put his clothes back on. “What would you like for lunch,” he asked. A little more of the same I told him and gave him a big grin.
“I think a little nourishment is in order to keep up our strength and he grinned back at me. He brought out a bottle of red wine and fixed us grilled cheese sandwiches. He only gave me a half glass of the wine but when he wasn’t looking I drank what I had and poured me about the same amount that Dad had poured. We cleaned up and Dad asked me what I wanted to do that afternoon. I took him by the hand and led him into his bedroom. I felt a little woozy from the wine.
Between the wine and my Dad’s gentle probing of my body I became very horny and my pussy ached to be fucked again. For the next three hours my Dad fucked me in every way possible in all my hole’s. He ate my pussy until I thought I would go nuts with desire. He fucked my mouth, my pussy and my Ass. After eating my pussy for close to ¾ of an hour he then fucked me and I had one climax after the other. When he was ready to cum he took his cock and placed it in my mouth and came down my throat. After a short rest I sucked his cock hard and then he fucked me in the Ass. I was glad now that Bruno had fucked me there so when he slid his wonderful cock into my Ass it felt wonderful. He fucked me for a long time before he came. My pussy was gushing with my love juices when he did. I just can’t seem to get enough of the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of me.
We knew he had to take me home in and hour but I was still a little woozy so we went for a long walk which did the trick. On the way home he asked me if I would like to go to Universal studios the next day which was Sunday. I said I would love to if he promised to fuck me before and after. He smiled and said if there is time. I tried to give him a blow job but he wouldn’t let me. I turned and scooted my Ass close to him and settled for letting him finger fuck me. He got his finger in just the right spot on My “G” spot and as he rubbed I came once and then came again shooting a stream of cum all over his leg and car seat. I was so turned on I almost fainted. He ended up driving a long way out of the way to my house in order for me to recover my composure enough that I could go into the house without my Mother knowing anything was going on. His hard on wouldn’t let him get out of the car so I jumped out and he hurried away as we waved goodbye.
DAD’S COMMENT’S:
Ever sense I was caught with my dick in Ashlee’s (my daughter) mouth and was let off the hook by my wife because I promised never to touch her again I swore to myself that I would never let that happen again. The fact that I was paying the mortgage and child support certainly was a small price to pay for staying out of jail and losing my practice. I was truly sorry I had let it happen.
When I picked up Ashlee I was genuinely happy to see her but also very nervous. When
Ashlee Ask me to fulfill my promise I was prepared to tell her why it could never happen and how sorry I was about every thing. When she told me about fucking a dog I was totally in shock. When I finally comprehended what she said I immediately wanted to examine her for any possible damage. During the exam when I was probing her Vagina with a special instrument I was flabbergasted that the probe made her cum. It had never happened with any of my patience in the past.
When she grabbed my head and mashed my face into her vagina I thought OH NO, and I struggled to get my face away. Because she was able to hold me there just long enough for me to smell her wonderful aroma and taste her sweet pussy with my tongue my resolve was completely shattered. I began to devour her sweet pussy like a wolf that had not eaten for a week. I think I went mad. I fucked her with a furry I never felt before. But when the fury subsided I thought. “Oh shit, what have I done, I just put my whole life in the hands of a thirteen year old. If she tells anyone that is the end, I would go to jail and never be able to practice medicine again. DAM, DAM, I’ll just have to sweat it out.
CONTINUE WITH ASHLEE:
When I got home I found Mom sitting at the kitchen table in her robe and a cup of coffee in front of her. I could tell she didn’t have her bra on because I could see most of her tits. The coffee looked cold. Hi Mom I said and sat down opposite of her. She just starred at me for a few minutes and then asked me if I had a good time. It was ok I got a little bored because Dad had to make an emergency run to the hospital. You know how hospitals are, nothing to do but read magazines and stare at the walls I lied. But Dad is taking me to Universal Studio’s tomorrow to make up for it.
She just sat there for awhile and I was becoming uncomfortable with the silence. Finally she asked me what happened last night. Oh Oh I thought and said what you mean. “You know when I came home.” Oh that. I said ,well you came home in a cab and I guess you were to drunk to drive so the cabby and I brought you into the house. That reminds me the fair was $16 dollars and I gave him one of your twenty’s and told him to keep the change. “Then what happened?” she asked. She was staring straight into my eyes. Well it was a struggle but I managed to get you to your bedroom and I undressed you and then went to bed. You were out like a dead person and were snoring before I got to the door.
“Did, did we do anything else,” she stammered. I really got tense but I said like what? “Like, did we do anything together?” Nooo I said, ohh yes I did try to wake you up and you put your arms around me and pulled me on top of you and gave me a big hug that’s all. “You’re sure that was all” she asked. Yes, why do you asked? Did you think something else happened? “No, never mind, I’m glad you had a good time. Did, your dad try anything with you,” she asked. NO DAMMIT, I wanted him to but he wouldn’t. He said he made a promise to you and he was sorry for everything we did. I told him I wasn’t sorry but I was sorry you interfered.
“Don’t talk that way, what he was doing with you was incest and it is against the law.” I don’t care I wanted him to fuck me I said. WHAM, she slapped me across the face, “Don’t you dare talk like that because if you let him touch you I will have him put in Jail.” YOU BETTER NOT I SCREAMED BECAUSE IF YOU DO I WILL TELL THEM THAT YOU FORCED ME TO EAT YOUR PUSSY AND BUTT FUCK YOU WITH MY FIST AND THAT YOU ATE MY PUSSY I continued at the top of my voice.
“OHHHHHH MY GOD, I KNEW IT, I KNEW IT,” she shouted. YOU LITTLE SLUT and she began to cry. I stood there shaking. I couldn’t believe I had said that. Finally I said what’s the big deal? I loved eating your pussy and you liked it. I made you cum several times and when I fisted your Ass you liked it because you kept shoving your Ass back against my fist I lied. “Oh honey don’t talk like that its wrong.” Why is it wrong, I love you and Dad and I loved fucking. Who else should you have sex with but with someone you love. In some ways it’s partly your fault I’m the way I am. I use to watch you and Dad fucking and you enjoyed it so much that I wanted to be just like you.
“Oh sweetheart I ‘m so sorry you saw us like that.” It’s ok Mom You showed me without knowing it how pleasurable sex is. But when you made Dad leave you forced me to have other outlets. Wait here a minute, I’ll be right back. I went out side and brought Bruno in the house and took him in the living room. I told him to sit and stay and went into the bathroom and got a big bath towel and laid it on the couch. I sat down on the towel at the edge of the couch and let Bruno lick my pussy and when he mounted me in the missionary style and shoved his cock in me I called Mom to come in.
When she walked into the room what she saw made her gasp and her mouth flew open as she watched her daughter being fucked by dog. I lifted my hips so Bruno cock could fully penetrate me and I felt his huge cock slam deep into my womb and began to fuck me like a huge rabbit. I could feel his wonderful dick getting bigger and his knot began to swell and enter my now hot fuck hole as I came twice one after the other I purposely moaned out loud and said, Oh yes Bruno Baby fuck me, fuck me, Oh god that feels so good baby you are making me cum sooooo much. I came again as I felt his thick hot cum shooting deep inside my pussy.
Mom just collapsed in the chair her eyes wide open starring between my legs as Bruno made his final jerks into me. We laid like that for about ten minutes before his knot came out with a loud plop which startled her. “Oh honey I’m so ashamed at what I caused you to come to this state.” Why should you be ashamed, I’m happy that things worked out like they did. You should try it, its great sex Mom. I know you haven’t been having any lately so give yourself a treat.
I knelt in front of Mom and put my head in her lap and began to caress her legs. After about twenty minutes I reached around her Ass and pulled her forward so that her Ass was on the edge of the seat. I spread her legs and got up and came around to the back of the chair and began to massage her neck and shoulders. She closed her eyes and I could feel her relax. I motioned for Bruno who got up and stuck his nose between her legs and began to lick her pussy.
Mom’s eyes flew open and she tried to get up but I held her shoulders firmly against the chair. I said softly, relax Mom let Bruno take away the tension. It took a minute or two before she relaxed and I saw her lift her Ass a little which aloud Bruno’s tongue to penetrate deep inside her pussy. As his tongue worked over her clit and pussy hole she began to moan my god what am I doing. I let him lick her for five or six minutes. I reached down and began to be massage her Breasts. “OH honey that feels so good, I should be letting you do this” she whispered.
I told Bruno to mount and he jumped up on her putting his paws on her shoulders and began to pump. It took him a little while to find her pussy because she was trying to struggle up. Then I saw him lunge forward and knew his cock had entered her cunt. She grunted from the force and the cried out, “Oh my god, (pause) Oh shit Ashlee, I can’t believe I’m letting your dog fuck meeee, Oh shit Yes, and she lifted her Ass as the dog pounded into her. “Haauuuuuuuuug,” she screamed and I knew his knot had entered her hole. I watched as he shortened his jabs and she screamed, Ohhhhhhh fuck, and I knew he was shooting his hot cum deep into her vagina. Her Ass was jerking her pussy into his cock and she milked his cock of every bit of his doggy cum and collapsed in a heap on the chair. Bruno stayed tied to her for about fifteen minutes before his knot came out.
She didn’t move she just sat there almost in shock it seemed like. I said Mom, MOM; she looked up at me with almost a blank stare. I took her by the hand and led her to the bathroom. I took off her robe and started the shower. I took her in the shower and began washing her with soap. I soaped her tits massaging them with my soapy hands and then her upper body. I took the bar of soap and ran it up and down her Ass crack before slipping a couple of fingers in. I finger fucked her Ass for a minute or two before soaping her red little furry patch. I massaged soap up into her pussy and over her legs and feet. I rubbed her clit until I made her cum. I washed all the soap off front and back before removing the shower head douching her pussy and Ass real good. She was like a zombie and just let me do anything I wanted.
I led her back to bed and helped her put on a night gown and to get into bed. I laid down beside her and softly kissed her. I laid my head on her chest and began massaging her left breast. I massaged and ran my finger tip around her nipple. She lifted my head and said, “Did I really just let your dog fuck me?” Yes mommy you did, didn’t you like it, you seemed too. “Ohhhhh my god, what is happening to us,” she moaned.” You liked it didn’t you? He made you cum a lot; you did like it didn’t you? I repeated. “Yes, yes, God help me I did.” I laid my head back on her chest and continued to squeeze and massage her nipple.
After a little while I moved my hand down to her pussy and put two fingers into her. I began finger fucking her and massaging her clit with my thumb. “Oh god honey we really shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispered. Don’t you like it? As I put a little more pressure on her clit. “Ohhhhh yes honey I like it but it’s so wrong to do this, its incest and is morally wrong.” How can it be wrong, I love making love to you and you really do enjoy it don’t you? Yesss honey I do, may God forgive me for enjoying it so much.
At that moment she lifted her Ass up and came with a soft grown “Aaahhhhhh.” I felt my pussy getting wetter and I slid down between her legs and began to lick her pussy slit. I took a long time licking and sucking on her clit. How I loved the taste of her. She started to wiggle her Ass and then she wrapped her legs around my head and began cumming about every two minutes. She moaned, “Oh honey, how can a thirteen year old make me feel this way, Ohhhh Ashlee you make me feel so horny, hot and trashy all at the same time. OHHHH YESSSS, Uuuuuuuuh. I took a finger and inserted it into her vagina and searched for her “G” button. When I found it I started rubbing it vigorously. Two minutes later She reared her Ass and screamed “OHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOD” and came all over my face and chest like a fountain. So much of her cum came out that I choked because I couldn’t swallow fast enough.
Mom collapsed and fell sleep and I went to sleep with my head lying on her pussy.
MOTHERS COMMENTS:
When I caught my husband with his cock in my daughter’s mouth I was flabbergasted. I was so mad that if I had a gun I would have shot him. After the divorce and our agreement I kept wondering how such a thing could happen. What was it I did that sent him to our daughter’s bed? I thought we had a great relationship and I loved the way he made love. His hands always knew just how to please me and he could make me cum faster than any other man had ever done not that there were that many. I thought I pleased him as well. I was hurt deeply. For awhile I hated men, and then I dated a few trying to prove my womanhood. But every time I gauged them by my ex-husbands love making. Then I quit trying.
That morning I woke up after the party and I had a terrible head ache and my ass hole was sore. I have a full length mirror in the bathroom so I bent over and looked at my Ass. My hole was wide open not like it was suppose to be. I remembered dreaming that someone had fisted me in the Ass and ate my pussy. Was it a dream or real? I vaguely remembered waking up and seeing Ashlee between my legs. NOOO I thought it was a dream but how could I even dream of having Ashlee doing that. I felt a sudden flushing between my legs and I got a little damp down there. I though my god how could you even think something like that.
Then that night hearing Ashlee tell me that I was to blame for the dog fucking her I thought I would die. But walking in the living room and seeing that dog fucking my little baby girl I went numb, my mind went blank. The next thing I remembered was the dog on top of me and his huge cock inside my vagina fucking me like a jackhammer. My brain didn’t seem to connect but my pussy did. I felt myself cum and when that huge knot slammed inside me pussy I began to cum after every spurt of his hot cum as it shot into me. My brain clicked in and I realized how on fire my pussy was and I started shoving my pelvis into him so that his cock went deeper and deeper. I kept saying to my self, “Are you crazy what are you doing, your acting like a wantom whore but when the tip of his cock entered my cervix and began shooting his very hot thick cum into my cervix I think I went insane with desire. When it was over my brain became numb again.
Later after I let Ashlee wash me all over in the shower I thought about how good it felt when she finger fucked me in the Ass and pussy. But when she laid her head on my chest and played with my breast like when she was very small and then began to finger fuck me I lost all resistance. I woke up the next morning and found Ashlee gone I went into the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror finally with a sigh I admitted I like the dog fucking me and I loved it when Ashlee made love to me. My god, how could I condemn my ex-husband for doing the same thing? I was sitting on the bed when her dog came in and shoved his nose between my legs. I had no resistance, I let him lick me and when he jumped up forcing me back onto the bed and I could feel his dick trying to find my hole I automatically reached down and guided his cock inside me. I threw my legs around his back and the full length of his cock shot up into my pussy. He fucked me with so much power and speed I thought I would die. I began cumming and when his knot went up inside me I felt his dick head enter my cervix. I couldn’t stop cumming. I came with almost every shot of his hot sperm as it shot into me over and over. I collapsed and we were tied together for I don’t know how long, well over a half hour. I let that dam dog fuck me three more times before Ashlee came home.
STORY CONTINUES.
I woke up hearing the door bell ringing. I looked at the clock and it said 8:15. Oh shit its Dad. I ran to the door and let him in, I was naked. “Where the heck were you I’ve been ringing for over ten minutes,” he shouted. I’m sorry I over slept Dad. “Why are you naked and where is your mother?” He asked. She’s sleeping she took a sleeping pill last night. “Well, get dressed I certainly don’t want your mother to see you naked in front of me.” I told him I needed a shower and I would be ready in fifteen minutes. After showering I put on a pair of hot pants with no underwear and a tight tea shirt with no bra.
WE left sixteen minutes later. As I got in the car I could see the stain from the day before where I had cum from his finger. As we drove to his place I reached over and began to rub his cock and by the time we got to his town house he had a raging hard on. We no sooner got inside when he lifted me up above his head and stuck his face into my cunt. I threw my legs around his head and immediately came as his tongue probed the inside of my pussy. He walked into his examining room banging into the door and wall because he couldn’t see with my pussy pushed tightly into his face and my legs wrapped around his her and shoulders. He sat me on the edge of the examining table and continued eating my pussy. I leaned back enjoying the pleasure of his tongue as he licked and sucked my clit.
I came several times before he lifted me in his arms and took me to his bedroom. He fucked me for over twenty minutes before I felt his hot cum shoot into my love hole. I was delerious with pleasure as I felt him side in and out of my very wet pussy. I felt like I was in heaven because he made me cum over and over.
We left around eleven and went to Universal studios. I had a wonderful time. We saw the parting of the sea and many more events as well as riding on several rides. We went into one theater that showed the entire universe on the ceiling. We sat in the last row in the corner where it was the darkest and I gave my Dad a blow Job. It took me almost the whole show before he came. When he shot his hot thick cum in my mouth I though Oh god how I love the taste of is sperm.
When we left Universal studios we went to a nice Italian restaurant and I had spaghetti and meat balls and milk. Dad had Linguini with scallops and a glass of wine. On the way home I tried to get him to finger fuck me like he did the evening before. “Not on your life young lady I already have you signature on the car seat,” and grinned. When I got out of the care I turned and said I love you Dad. “Well I love you too Ashlee.” AS I walked to the front door I thought to myself, life is wonderful.
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Bible Belt Bride Chapter 2
This is a three part story of a frustrated young bride who finds sexual satisfaction outside her new marriage.
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Time Manipulation Mind Control Chapter 15: Sister’s Wicked Pleasures
Justin and Sam are chased by a horde of crazy girls led by his insane little sister!
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Hands pushing on my back woke me up. I opened my eyes and looked out the small net window over my head, it was not full daylight, but quickly dawning. The hands on my back pushed again, with more urgency, I rolled over to face my sister. “What the hell are you doing in my bed?” was the first thing she said.
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Sarah’s First Spanking
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“STEAMING LUST”
Pure Steamy Lust
By Blueheatt
I stopped my sister-in-law Janice in the kitchen. We smiled our sexiest smiles at each other. We just stood there . We slowly stepped very close to each other, we checked to see that no one else was watching us. She was 5’8”, long blondish hair, always done up in the back with curls hanging down, big 36D tits and hot legs.
I whispered hot in her ear: (“…. your so fucking hot and I want to fuck you so bad, I would love to lift your hot little red skirt up right here, and eat your pussy till you scream.”) She whispered out of breath:
(“….you make my pussy steaming hot and dripping wet. I want you so bad, I’d like to hold you down and RAPE you till I feel you shoot a massive cum load deep inside my pussy.” )
We grinned and walked away.
We had been talking like this for a long time for fun, but in secret. No one else knew we did this.
It got started when she whisper in my ear one evening, with a room full of relatives and people. She said breathlessly: (“..your fly is open, did you want me to reach down and fix it for you?”…) She smiled at me, raised one eyebrow, like… ’how did you like that Jay?’…
I smiled big, and zipped up. She wanted to play that little hot game, …so….I decided I wanted to play too…I replied, panting in her ear:….
(“..oh god Jan, I…. ‘wanted’…. you to notice my fly open, would you please fondle me, while your down there.“), I whispered.
She whispered back,…breathlessly: (“..oh god yes…, I‘ll do it, I‘ll milk it for you.“) …and then she put her tongue in my ear, smiled big and walked away.
Wow…she really wanted to play our steamy hot little whispering game.
From then on ,when the time was right, and we had a few minutes alone, we would talk as hot, nasty and sexy as we could to each other. The dirtier and nastier the better. It made us both hot and we liked doing it. It also made having better sex with our spouses as we were already pumped up before we fucked.
It was like sneaking hot sex verbally. Way better than any phone sex.
We never touched, but the looks were awesome. She and I would lustfully look at us, away from anyone seeing us. It was like we were two animals in heat. I licked my lips while looking at her tits or pussy. She stared at my crouch and put her finger in her mouth and sucked on it. We never got caught doing this.
It grew on us, I was making her hotter than her simpleton husband ever did. She was making me hotter than my lackluster wife ever could.
We wanted more.
I answered the phone one evening, and it was Jan. She started in talking hot to me, like she was sucking my dick right then and moaning. My wife was in the room, so I had to act normal. I quick handed the phone to the wife and said: “It‘s Jan, honey.” and they chatted like normal.
Paybacks are fun.
I called her at her work, she sits across from her boss in an office. I began to lick her pussy by phone, making licking sounds and moaning. I heard her gasp in the phone and then she said: “Ok sir, thank you so very much for calling.” and hung up. Her boss never suspected a thing.
I was sitting at noon at a burger place I always eat at and a kid came over and handed me an envelope, and said: “A lady gave me a dollar to give this to you.” I saw no one around. It was sealed and type written.
It proceed to describe how this mystery woman was going to rape me. She said she had a little tiny 1 inch pen knife, and was going to jump in my car, hold the tiny knife to my throat, and make me drive out in the country. Force me to lift her skirt up and slowly take her panties off. Force me lick her pussy, suck on her clit and feel her big tits. She would then suck my dick hard and force me to fuck her like a wild man in the back seat….. making her have a screaming, shaking and violent climax. Then force me to cum so hard in her I would almost pass out. All against my will!!!
Then…. make me drop her off in traffic and just disappear.
Signed ‘Mystery Woman’
I loved it.!!!, of course I knew it had to be Janice
This kept on …until one evening when she was over with her husband, and she was talking to me. She stood behind me while I was sitting at my computer. No one could see, but her fingers were playing on the back of my neck slowly. I got chills at her warm fingers fondling my neck. This was first time we had ever touched. I stood up and looked in her lusty smiling eyes. I checked for intruders, and took two of her fingers and sucked on them. I ran my tongue between the two fingers like it was a pussy. She began panting, and shivered as chills ran thru her body. Our first touch was only the beginning.
We wanted more.
I stopped by her work. Her boss had just left. I pretended to ask for directions. She was alone in the office now. We looked at each other with pure lust. It was just her and I, alone for a while. She locked the door as she pulled me to the corner, where no one could see us. I could see her chest breathing hard. I said quietly: “..can you help me, I’m lost”…. She said out of breath:…” oh god mister.. can I ever…, can you help me?”… I reached up and touched her hair softly….her hand came up and fondled my lips…my fingers slowly drifted down to her tits and grazed across them all around…..her other hand started gently rubbing my dick….we pulled our body’s together and I pushed my dick firm into her pussy as she pushed it to me. In a trembling voice she whispered:…(”I want to fuck you so bad I can’t stand it. You make me so hot, my pussy throb’s for you at night. I masturbate and moan thinking about you, while my husband sleeps right next to me“…..
I said panting:..”I want to lick your pussy all night long, then fuck you till you scream and climax so hard, you almost wake my wife up sleeping beside us.”…..
We smiled and held each other tight, grinding our sex together. She said: “…you know where this is going to lead, don’t you?…” I said: “…yes, my place or yours?”
She gasp, closed her eyes and whispered so sexy in my ear: ”Let’s sneak it,…. I’ve had so many hot dreams about doing that with you.”
I agreed and we started to plan a time and place to fuck for the first time.
We hotly said we’d like to fuck right in the middle of the dining room table during a big family dinner. In the middle of the sidewalk with lot’s of people walking by. At a ball game, on the field, while the game was on.
We wanted to fuck like animals while her husband and my wife watch us on the living room floor. On the stage at the super bowl half time. In the background while the president gives a speech.
We had a little time left, so I reached up under her skirt and inside her panties, and felt her soft wet pussy as her hand went down my pants to feel and jack my hard dick some.
We left dizzy,….. but smiling.
That Friday night, we were all playing cards. She sat beside me. I felt her leg start to rub on mine. I reached over under the table and ran my finger up her short-shorts across her pussy and across her clit. She jumped and pretended to cough suddenly. When we took a bathroom break, she stalled and when I started to come out, she pushed me back in he bathroom and pushed me to my knees. She took my head and rubbed my face on her pussy, then left.
Our spouses were getting the benefits from all this and my wife was pleased at our new hot fucking. Her husband felt he was getting to be a hot stud, and lasted 2 minutes longer in his quick cum, goodnight routine.
They of course didn’t know that, Jan and I were both mentally picturing frantically fucking each other, and not them.
I figured out the hottest place for us to fuck for the first time. My SUV had mirrored windows, all around. I wanted for us to fuck parked downtown with lots of people and cars going by.
She loved the idea. I would wear my jogging suit, no underwear and she would too. Elastic waist band for quick and easy down. We would park at a busy traffic time and fuck right under their noses. Lot’s of noise to hide our moans. I would put some boxes up to hide seeing us from thru the windshield side. I found a handicapped spot that was not used much and I got a handicapped sticker for ‘no time limit’ parking. We waited for the perfect time, and waited…..and waited.
Then it all came together…. Her husband and my wife happened to both be going out of town at the same time for a few days.
It was a… ‘GO’.
It was a Saturday, no work for both of us. She drove over to my house and parked down a ways. She got in my SUV and I got in. I wanted to fuck her right then and she did too, but excitedly waited as I drove downtown and found the spot and parked. Our hearts were beating fast as people walked by and cars everywhere. We got in the back and I blocked the front view with my boxes. We smiled as each other as we both gasp for breath. We had never done anything like this, and the risk was so exciting. It was the ultimate ‘sneaking it’. I reached up and unzipped her jogging jacket. Her tits were big and beautiful. She closed her eyes as for the first time I felt them. I pulled her close to me and we kissed softly at first. Her arms went around my neck and as we slowly felt us. She felt my huge boner and gasp, as she squeezed it.
She said: “I have waited and waited hoping for the day when I could have sex with you. You make me so hot, day and night. I have mentally had sex with you for almost a year now. I… Then I kissed her as her muffled talk turned into a moan. I smiled as she gathered her breath.
I turned her around so she faced the blacked out windows with all the people walking by. I held her jacket open letting her tits show to the un-suspecting people all walking by. We giggled and I felt them from behind her. The risk was making us both so hot, we laid down and pulled our jogging pants down and off. “Oh my Jay, I want to fuck so bad right now, fuck me now! She was on her back as I first had to lick her pussy. She squealed as I licked her deep and sucked directly on her nice little pink clit. She mumbled …’oh god yes baby’ ….and squirmed. She pulled me up and felt my huge boner and jacked it. I opened up her legs wide and she guided my dick in her pussy. We both moaned loud, as the people and cars went by. We started getting wild with us both waiting so long and we started fucking like animals. Moaning and thrusting our body’s together. We ran our hand all over us and pulled ourselves tight together as we started fucking hard, or body’s slapping together faster and faster…”Oh God…Baby…I’m cuming so good!…Fuck me!…fuck me good and deep!…as both our voices yelled together. I felt her wet pussy squeeze down on my dick hard as she started to shake violently…I let go with the most massive cum I could ever remember. She yelled…”FUCK!!!” real loud, and climaxed in a shaking, squirming yelling moan…..he pussy kept squeezing my dick harder as I lost count of how many big shots of cum I drove in her. We thrashed our body’s as it finally happened. We continued to fuck not wanting it to ever stop. Finally our locked together body’s had no power left but to tremble. We lay there and let the spasms continued in us. We moaned and tried to suck in more air. I was the greatest cum ever for both of us. The risk, the pure lust fueled us into a frenzy of peak euphoria.
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Our next meeting was a family get together, and Jan and I trembled a little with the fresh memories of our great fuck. We tried to act normal but it was impossible. As I headed for the front bathroom, Jan looked around and checked and followed me. The risk of being seen or caught was high as the time limit was short. We darted in the bathroom together and shut and locked the door quick. Our arms locked around us and we thrusted our crouches together. We kissed, our tongues going wild. We agreed it was time for another private meet. I quick felt her bare tit as she squeezed my dick. Our breathing going wild.
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We returned to the patio as normal as could be, but knowing hot fucking was on the way.
Again, ….
we waited………..
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After Practice – A Freaky Ass Experience Pt. 2
You?re not going to understand what?s going on if you don?t read the first part, so? you might want to read the first part.
The Imperfect Storm Chapter 1
Introducing, The Sister Bitches!
Penthouse Slaves 2: Slave Sisters Want to Play
All characters are 18+ years of age. I do not condone or encourage the actions described in this story. All story contents are fictional any similarity to a person, place or event is purely coincidental.
Aunt Sue Part 4
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Star Wars: The Restricted Files – Chapter 9 – Asajj Ventress vs. Anakin Skywalker
Disclaimer: The following story is not connected with the Star Wars franchise, or its creator, George Lucas and does not represent the characters, writers or producers of set franchise.
Story Codes: mf, MF, anal, BDSM, cream pie, grope, inc, hp, preg, spank, voy
Star Wars: The Restricted Files Part 9 – Asajj Ventress vs. Anakin Skywalker
by Avatrek ([email protected])
Anakin Solo snuck around the corner of the ship after leaving his Uncle Luke and brother Jacen in the cockpit. He was on a very secretive mission; once every two days, his sister Jaina had washed her little Ahsoka Tano imitation outfit with the ship’s cleaning droid and while she did this she always took a little nap in her cabin, completely naked. Because of poor foresight and the need to keep at least tolerably hygienic on the trip back to Yavin, Jaina was forced to hide her nakedness under the covers of her bed while the cleaning droid did its work on her leather outfit and long white leggings. Anakin’s mission however, was to catch Jaina in her room, naked, while she slept. After seeing her sweet little tight ass and pussy, Anakin had been dreaming every night about getting a peak at her entire body and especially her perky little tits he had not had the pleasure of gazing upon. The bulge in his pants was all the proof needed to know that he desperately wanted to succeed in his little mission, hopefully unsuspected and undetected. Using his uncanny mechanical skill, Anakin picked the electronic lock on Jaina’s door and slid it open without making a peep. Like he had expected, Jaina was sound asleep under her silk bedcovers, probably dreaming about the last holovid she had watched of Ahsoka Tano being abused by the Sith Assassin, Asajj Ventress. Using his superior Jedi stealth abilities, Anakin was able to sneak up to Jaina’s bed and slowly pull down her covers. Anakin instantly grabbed the bulge in his pants after getting his first glimpse her immaculate teenage body, her tight bald pussy and her small perky breasts. Anakin just wanted to reach up and squeeze one of them, but before he could even get close to her, Jaina stirred and flipped onto her stomach to give Anakin and even better view. Anakin nearly fell over with excitement as he was treated once again to an up close and personal view of Jaina’s flawless teenage ass. Seeing an opportunity to at least get a good grope in of her juicy little ass, Anakin moved his hand to her supple backside and cupped one of her warm cheeks. Anakin squeezed it once, and before he could even move to the next cheek to get a second feel in, Jaina stirred again.
“Shit…” Anakin said to himself as he continued to grope Jaina’s supple ass and made sure not to wake her by squeezing her sweet cheeks to hard. Not able to hold out any longer, Anakin used his other hand to pull down his pants and underwear and proceed to rub his fully hard six inch shaft as he massaged his older sister’s amazing ass. “So fucking hot!” he groaned to himself quietly as both his hands worked furiously over her ass and his throbbing hard shaft. Noticing that his groping had still not woken his deep sleeping sister, Anakin decided to take it one step further; if feeling her ass up didn’t wake her up, then maybe sticking his cock between her gorgeous ass cheeks and pumping it back and forth wouldn’t wake her either. It was a gamble, but Anakin was too turned on to stop now and as he eased himself on top of her bed and over her ass, Anakin nearly decided to go for broke and simply bury his six inch shaft into her tight little pussy and see what would happen. If she did wake from the intrusion, who’s to say that she wouldn’t just go with it and actually enjoy having her little brother’s hard cock pumping her from behind. Anakin thought better of it though as the tip of his cock rubbed up against her moist pussy and decided instead to follow through on his original plan and simply get off by sliding his cock between her juicy ass cheeks. Anakin was already well on his way to a sticky orgasm as he slid his cock between Jaina’s butt cheeks and began thrusting slowly back and forth with purpose. It was so warm and tight that Anakin imagined he was fucking her sweet pussy as a tide of ecstasy swept through him before his cock began to jerk and spray both her back and long beautiful hair with a healthy warm dose of his hot seed.
“Fuck it… I need to fuck that pussy!” he said to himself as he finally stopped cumming and realized that Jaina hadn’t even stirred from her sleep, even after being pasted with several streams of hot cum. Still semi-erect and ready for a second go, Anakin spread open Jaina’s ass cheeks just a little and guided the head of his cock into Jaina’s tight pussy. Although tight and a little painful, Anakin slipped the head of his cock past her tight little hole and pressed it up against her fleshy hymen. He moved his shaft back and forth in her pussy a few times to become accustomed, but just he was getting ready to slam through Jaina’s virginity and fuck her silly, she finally stirred and starting saying something. Anakin, afraid for his very life, pulled the tip of his cock out her tight snatch and ran from the room before getting caught red-handed.
“Come on Uncle Luke… Please fuck me!” Jaina had said in her sleep as Anakin ran from the room and woke her just as her incestuous dream was getting good. Disoriented and feeling a little weird, Jaina got out of bed and made her way to a nice hot shower. After receiving her cleaned outfit from the cleaning droid, Jaina rejoined her two brothers on the bridge for the final hours of the voyage to Yavin 4, none the wiser about what Anakin nearly did to her only minutes earlier. It had taken them six days to make it to the doorstep of their destination, and although the Solo children had been fortunate to find a few hours alone to watch another holovid from the data chip they had stolen from C-3PO’s restricted memory files, their Uncle Luke had not gotten a wink of sleep or meditation since.
“Have a good sleep, Jaina?” Luke asked his niece after he stood up to stretch his legs. Anakin looked over at Jaina and was instantly relieved to see that she had no idea that Anakin had snuck into her room and defiled her while she slept.
“Yeah… I was having a real vivid dream.” she replied, trying to remember all the elements that had been involved in her erotic dream. She couldn’t quite remember all the players involved but she did remember that she was just about to get fucked when she had suddenly woken.
“Always remember Jaina, that some dreams may actual be glimpses of the future.” Luke replied, yawning and getting ready to finally leave the bridge for meditation.
“I can only hope it was a glimpse of the future.” Jaina sighed, moving her hand towards her pussy and blushing a little in the process.
“We should arrive at Yavin 4 within the next three hours… Do you mind taking us in you three, while I meditate and prepare myself for the rest of the students?” Luke asked the three Solo children. Jacen nodded eagerly and bade his Uncle a restful meditation cycle before Luke left the bridge and made his way back to his quarters.
“Shall we?” Jacen said with a smile as soon as he was sure his Uncle Luke was out of earshot.
“We most certainly shall! I can’t wait to watch what that Sith bitch does to Ass-hoka next!” Anakin chimed in before taking a seat and waiting for Jaina to put the chip in the holo-projector.
“I don’t know, but I think Grandpa will save the day.” Jaina replied as the holovid started to play.
* * *
“Ahsoka… Where are you…? Ahsoka!” Anakin Skywalker called on his radio after traveling down a separate tunnel to that of his Padawan in search of the treacherous Sith Assassin, Asajj Ventress. Realizing something had to be wrong, Anakin ran back towards where the two paths diverged. He then followed Ahsoka’s tunnel until he nearly tripped over her communication link and lightsaber.
“That Bitch!” Anakin cursed out loud, knowing for certain that Ventress had kidnapped or worse, killed his young Padawan while they had been separated. Feeling guilty for having split her from her side, Anakin ran down the darkened tunnel in search of both his Padawan and any sign of Ventress. Realizing that his anger was disrupting his concentration and probably hindering in his search, Anakin sat down cross-legged and began meditating. After only a few minutes, he could feel Ahsoka and Ventress’s life energy somewhere through the walls. After another five minutes of searching Anakin found the hidden passageway and quietly made his way towards the hidden lair.
“Now for the best part my young apprentice… You’ll beg me to be my apprentice after I do this!” Anakin heard Ventress hiss as he rounded a corner and was shocked to see his apprentice chained and shackled in mid air with one of Ventress’s lightsabers submerged in her wet pussy and a second slowly nudging up against her as of yet, untouched asshole.
That’s my ass, Anakin thought as he leapt out from the shadows just as Ahsoka fell into unconsciousness.
“Stop Asajj Ventress!” Anakin cried, re-lighting his lightsaber with a snap-hiss as he charged at her with all haste. Caught off guard and with only one of her lightsabers in hand, Ventress was unable to properly defend herself and was quickly subdued by the advancing Anakin. With one swipe, her lightsaber was knocked from her hands and with a swift kick to the head; Ventress was unconscious and on the ground beneath Ahsoka.
Enraged at what Ventress had done to his young Padawan, Anakin pulled her other lightsaber out of Ahsoka’s wet pussy, licked it off for good measure, unchained her and placed her in a nearby chair to recover before picking up the Sith Assassin, shackling her to the chains she had shackled Ahsoka with and began to avenge his violated Padawan.
“Let’s see how you like being chained up and defiled.” Anakin said out loud as he starting tearing off Ventress’s tight-fitting Sith clothing. Before long, the Sith Assassin was completely naked and her shining white body was glistening in the dim lighting of the cavern.
“Hmmm… What? What are you doing Skywalker?” Asajj Ventress shouted at Anakin after waking and realizing it was now her naked and hovering a few feet in the air; shackled and chained by the Jedi Knight, Anakin Skywalker.
“What’s wrong Ventress, don’t like the taste of your own medicine?” Anakin sneered back at her as he unbuckled his pants and started groping her large firm breasts.
“Fuck You Skywalker… You don’t even know what kind of medicine I can give out.” she replied defiantly, remembering how she had nearly turned his Padawan to the Dark side by jamming his lightsaber in her pussy. She knew Skywalker was no saint, but there was no way he could keep up with what she had planned for his young Padawan.
“I don’t usually fuck bald chicks, but I’ll make an exception for a whore like you Ventress.” Anakin spat back at her as he made his way towards her face, pulled down his pants and got ready to face-fuck the bald assassin without a second thought.
“Nice big cock you got their Skywalker, but do you know how to use—” Ventress started before Anakin slammed his cock into her open mouth until he was balls deep and could feel his shaft hitting the back of her throat.
“Not such a tough bitch now, are you slut?” Anakin said with an evil gleam in his eyes as he grabbed hold of her firm breasts and used them as leverage as he moved his cock in and out of her mouth at a torrent pace.
“Mmmmpfff… Mmm… Mpffff!” she tried to mumble, unable to speak, breathe or do anything to stop the assault on her throat.
“That’s what I thought!” Anakin replied laughing as his balls slapped against her face with each savage thrust. Within a couple of minutes, Anakin was fully hard and Ventress had nearly suffocated from the lack of oxygen. With one movement, Anakin pulled out of her hot mouth and moved over towards her pussy, intent on completely disgracing the once proud Sith Assassin.
* * *
“HOLY FUCK!” Jaina said out loud to her two brothers as she watched her grandfather finish face-fucking the Sith bitch that had defiled her idol, Ahsoka Tano. “Serves her right… But this is pretty dark stuff for a Jedi to do.”
“Quiet down Jaina… We don’t want to rouse Uncle Luke again and besides, I think this is one of the reasons Grandpa Anakin went all Dark side.” Jacen said, shushing his sister and stuffing his hand down his pants again.
“I probably would have done the same thing to that bitch.” Anakin growled towards the holo-projector, thinking about how hard his grandfather would fuck the Sith Assassin and comparing it to how hard he would have fucked her if he would’ve gotten the chance.
* * *
“Wait… Skywalker… We can cut a deal!” Ventress pleaded with Anakin, trying to catch her breath, as he lined his cock up with Ventress’s tight white pussy and got ready to wreck her like no man had ever done before or ever would after.
“Why would I want to make a deal with slime like you?” Anakin asked her as his cock began rubbing up and down against her tight slit.
“I can give you names of Senators and conspirators.” Ventress replied, looking concerned at how quickly Anakin’s attitude had changed since finding his abused Padawan. Asajj Ventress wasn’t against getting fucked by a nice big cock like Skywalker had, but the thought of being the submissive bitch to him while he ravaged her without her explicit permission, was unthinkable to her.
“Really… I don’t believe you… Yet!” Anakin shouted, slamming his hips forwards with all his strength and filling Ventress’s pussy with six inches of his thick shaft in a single thrust.
“AHHHHHH… You bastard!” she screamed as Anakin began thrusting his hips backwards and forwards with as much force as he could muster. Soon he was balls deep inside the Sith Assassin and loving every second of it. Initially, Anakin had wanted to just punish the dirty slut for abusing his Padawan, but after he felt her pussy convulse and her hot juices run over his cock, Anakin began enjoying himself just slightly.
“This pussy isn’t bad Ventress.” Anakin groaned as her pussy started to grip and contract around his shaft, just daring him to cum right then and there.
“You’re not so bad either, Skywalker… Unghhh… But you’ll never get those names from me now… No one fucks me without my permission… UNGHHH!” Ventress groaned again as she went through a second powerful orgasm, coating Anakin’s shaft in another helping of her warm juices.
“I still got one trick left up my sleeve… Ughhh… Ventress and I know you’ll be begging… Unghhh… me to let you tell me those names… UGHHHH… Before I’m done with you.” Anakin grunted, pulling his cock out of her pussy and catching his breath. Drenched in sweat and just about ready to pop his own load, Anakin decided to play some real hardball. He reached down and picked up one of Ventress’s discarded lightsabers and moved it towards her extremely tight asshole.
“You wouldn’t fucking dare!” Ventress screamed as she felt her own lightsaber being prodded against her little asshole. “You wouldn’t—” she started again before Anakin proved her wrong and slammed almost the entire lightsaber handle up into her ass, nearly causing the Sith Assassin to black out immediately. “ASSHOLE!” she screamed at Anakin as the hooked lightsaber stretched her ass like nothing had ever done before.
“No… It’s in your asshole slut… Ready to give me the names yet?” he asked with a smirk on his face, as he twisted the lightsaber and caused her to scream out in pain.
“Never!!!” she cried defiantly before Anakin shrugged his shoulders and guided his eight inch shaft back towards her wet snatch. Without letting her say another word, Anakin plunged back in and fucked her harder than he had ever fucked her before, moving the lightsaber in and out of her ass as he did.
“Unghhh… Mmmmm… I think I’m about ready to cum Ventress and unless you want a little Skywalker running around in about nine months time, it would be a good time to give me the NAMES!” he shouted slamming his cock in and out of her faster and harder, getting so close to spilling his load deep inside the assassin’s womb.
“No don’t… I’ll tell you… I’ll tell you!” Ventress relented, breaking against Anakin’s threat of dumping his load inside of her. The possibility of getting knocked up was extremely unlikely, especially since both she and Skywalker were of different species, but the thought of possibly having a little Jedi Skywalker growing inside her was too great a risk for her to take. As Anakin slowly continued to fuck her, Ventress gave up the names of some fifteen Republic Senators that were supplying information to the enemy. “There… That’s everything I know… Now leave me alone!” she demanded of Anakin after releasing the names and holding up her end of the bargain.
“Too little too late honey!” Anakin grunted before slamming his full eight inches into her and blowing a massive Jedi load of hot sticky cum, deep inside her unprotected womb. Stream after stream filled her pussy full of the potent seed as Anakin gloried in what he had done and how he had just double-crossed a Sith Assassin. Before Ventress could shout out in anger, Anakin also slammed the hilt of her lightsaber almost completely into her ass, making her black out immediately. With his orgasm finally coming to an end, Anakin pulled his softening cock from her cum-filled pussy and jammed Asajj Ventress’s other lightsaber into her pussy, not letting one drop of his potent seed to leave her fertile womb. With that, Anakin pulled back up his pants, picked up his Padawan and left Ventress shackled, chained and hopefully carrying a little Jedi Skywalker in her womb.
* * *
“That was kind of mean.” Jaina said, rubbing her pussy in front of both her brothers as the holovid ended.
“Yeah… But she still deserved it!” Anakin said, staring at Jaina’s pussy as she worked it over with her fingers. If he would have had only a few more minutes earlier, Anakin would have been balls deep in her sweet snatch.
“I just wonder why he didn’t take her into his custody and bring her to the Jedi Temple… I mean, she was a Sith.” Jacen said, confused, but also very interested in what Jaina was doing to herself in front of him.
“He probably didn’t take her in because he knew that she’d tell everybody what he had done to her and that would mean almost certain expulsion from the Jedi Order.” Jaina replied, finally taking her hand off her pussy and daydreaming about how good it would feel for someone to cum inside her. “No time to discuss it though… It looks like we’ve finally made it to Yavin 4… You better go wake Uncle Luke, Jacen.”
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Queen Yavara: Chapter 21
I feel obligated to say that there is disturbing content in this chapter, though you probably guessed that already if you read the last chapter. This one isn’t for the squeamish, but of course, you sick puppies already read about Leveria torture-raping her own mother before having her publicly executed, so maybe the warning’s unnecessary. Leave comments!
The Neighborhood
I stood by the window as I rubbed my ass hole and jacked off. I wasn’t fingering my ass, but just rubbing it. I had never felt this dirty, this horny or hungry for sex. I always thought of myself as a top but in that moment I just didn’t care… I was craving any type of gay sex, any. I was praying for anything, or should I say: anyone. I had the sudden urge to spit and I did so right on my penis. It almost felt like someone else was jacking me off which intensified my desires. I was so wrapped up in my game and my thoughts of different hot and cute boys feeding me their dicks and reciprocating that I didn’t notice my class mate and neighbor from behind playing with a friend outside. I had thought to close all the blinds but this window didn’t have any. I finally spotted the two boys and started thinking. They weren’t the hottest guys and hung out with the group who I considered to be rejects but not geeks, like “cool” and “loosers” in their own way. I had never thought about them in a sexual way. In fact, I didn’t find them very attractive, but my hormones kicked in and my lust and hornyness made me see them in a whole new light. I eyeballed them down as I continued my fun, oblivious to the fact that they would see me if they only just turned my way. They were throwing the football.
My neighbor, the tall one, had black hair flipped up in front droupy eyes and an above average sized mouth. He was tall and lean. He wore a polo shirt and blue jeans which he wore above his ass. He looked pretty hot at that moment.
His friend was a bit smaller. He was also a bit chubbier. He had black buzzed cut hair and a rounder face than my neighbor. He was wearing a red t-shirt and blue jeans like his friend, only he wore them a bit lower than him.
I stood there at the window fantisizing about them with my dick in my right hand and my left hand around back rubbing between my ass cheeks. All of a sudden, the larger one, Philippe his name was, dropped the ball in my direction. My heart skipped a beat as he looked towards the house. He picked it up and threw it back to my neighbor, Alex. After a few more throws, Philippe approached Alex. It looked like he was giving route information to him so I didn’t think twice. They resumed passing the ball only they shifted a bit and Alex was facing my house. I decided that was too risky and, after a few seconds, moved out of the way. I sat on my couch and resumed my rubbing, pulling both knees up to my chest. A few seconds later, I heard someone knock at my patio door. I quickly pulled up my pyjama pants and underwear and went to the window. I peaked out to see who it was. It was Alex and Philippe. I took a few seconds to catch my breath and wipe some sweat off and decided to play it cool. I openned the door and looked at them puzzled.
“Hey, were you just jacking off to us?” Alex asked bluntly.
Damn they had seen me. I decided I would just deny it.
“What?! What the fuck kind of a question was that?” I half yelled.
They both looked at me with a small smirk, not believing me.
“We saw you, in the window. So, you’re gay?” Philippe spoke up.
Fuck, they really know. Wait a second, who asks that question that calmly after witnessing what they saw, I wondered.
“No.” I denied again.
“So you were starring at us as you masturbated cause you thought we were girls?” Alex asked sarcasticly.
My mind raced for a response. I would have to kill some time before I can get a good response.
“No” I said.
“So what?” Alex asked.
Quick, Jason. Think of something.
“I’m… Ugh… Bisexual, ya… Bisexual.” I said thinking it sounded better than gay. “Bi curious I’d say actually.” I continued.
“Oh…”
“Wait” I cut him off. “You’re not gonna tell anyone are you?” I asked with a pleading expression.
The two teens looked at each other frouned and turned back towards me.
“That depends.” Alex started.
“Ya it depends, on what you’re willing to do.” Philippe finished for him.
My heart climbed into my throat. I was right, they wanted me. I didn’t really find them attractive, but I was still in the faze where I would have sex with anything that moved and I was ready to lose my virginity, no matter who took it.
I started untying my pyjama bottoms when Alex interrupted me.
“Wait before you do that let’s set up some ground rules… and let’s go inside where it’s more private.”
I stepped aside and let them in. I closed the door, locked it and lowered the blinds.
“Ok. We won’t tell anyone that you’re gay or whatever if you have sex with us and do whatever we tell you. If you have any objections or things you’d like to try, feel free to run them by us and we’ll make the final decision. Aggreed?” Alex said in the privacy of my kitchen.
I answered with a simple nod of my head.
“Good now, let’s get on with it.” Alex said.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I felt his half erect dick trapped in his pants. He unbuckled his belt before my eyes and threw it on the ground. He undid his jeans and pulled them down a bit, just enough for his member to be free. He was wearing gray boxer briefs under his tight blue jeans. He pulled those down a bit untill his cock was really free. It popped out and bounced around in front of my eyes and caused my dick to spring back up. It was a pretty good size, about 6″, and was uncircumsized. He cleared his throat and, when I looked at him, he made a slight gesture with his head for me to go on. I tentitively grabbed the dick and jacked it up and down a couple times. Alex let out a sigh as though he’d been waiting a long time for this. I bent down, staying on my two feet, and kissed the tip of his penis. It was salty and I kinda liked it. I pulled the skin back, examining it, and than let go before placing the now fully erect member between my lips. I knew I wasn’t good at sucking dicks because I wasn’t able to take a lot of them before I started gagging. I had tried with different objects like bananas but could only get 3″ at max. I still very much enjoyed the taste and feeling when it was only 3″ but when I started trying to put more, I didn’t like it as much. I sucked, sticking to my 3″, as Philippe went behind me and started groping my ass. To my surprise, it actually felt good. He started spanking me on each cheek, which stinged a bit but wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, at the moment. I let out little moans, half from pain half to give him the satisfaction and pleasure. I started exploring Alex’s balls and crotch with my hands. He had a bit of hair around the base of the shaft but the rest was pretty smoothe. I cupped his balls and squeezed as he moaned slightly, obviously enjoying his first blowjob. He put his hand on my forehead and gave a slight push hinting me to get off. I released the throbbing penis and stood back up inturrupting the groping of Philippe’s hands.
He hinted at my pyjama bottoms and I understood what he wanted right away. Philippe came back around to my front to see the view. I slowly finished untying my bottoms and than grabbed the waist band on each side of me. I slowly pulled down, revealing my white briefs, and let them fall in a pile around my ankles. They both stood there starring at the bulge in my underwear for a few seconds. I noticed that Alex’s dick was still very much erect and was throbbing more than ever. Alex approached me and wrapped his arms around me. He hugged me in close. I felt his dick rub up against mine as one of his hands made its way down my back and rested on my ass. We looked into eachother’s eyes for a moment and than he leaned in. His lips came in contact with mine and I felt his tongue burst thru mine. He started grinding up against me as we kissed, rubbing his dick on my brief covered crotch. I quickly was overcome by the sensuality of the act. I wrapped my own arms around him and hugged fiercely. I than manouvered one hand to his crotch and squeezed it between our two bodies. I placed my hand between his dick and his own body as he pumped up and down. My other hand ventured to his ass, where it grabbed a handfull of jeans before slipping into his underwear to get some of the real thing. I felt one of his hands slide up my pyjama top and grab a hold of my nipples. We made out for about a minute before I noticed that we had left Philippe standing there. I broke off the kiss and moved, as smoothly as I could with pyjamas around my ankles, towards Philippe. I quickly hugged him and kissed him. I grabbed his hand and slid it down my underwear behind me as we made out. I started grinding against his jeans covered crotch missing the sensation I felt with Alex. I broke up the kiss again and regained my position with Alex. I felt Philippe come up behind me. He pulled his pants and underwear down just enough for his own prick to pop out and than hugged me from behind. I had two boys wrapped around me, I was in heaven (even if they weren’t the hottest). Alex kissed me and restarted humping my crotch, as Philippe kissed my neck and stretched his arms around to Alex’s ass. Philippe’s hands slipped into Alex’s underwear and he started groping his friend’s ass. I than felt him rub his dick up my ass crack and he started humping my brief covered ass. I loved what was happening but I didn’t know where to put my hands. I wrapped them around Alex’s neck as we continued making out. We lasted about two minutes like that before deciding to change positions.
“Want to go to the living room?” I asked.
“Sure. Which way?” Alex asked.
I pointed to the left of the glass door. I kept my arms wrapped around his neck and jumped up placing my legs around his waist. Alex picked me up and we walked to the living room.
My living room had a 3 person couch with a cushioned foot stool in front and a flat screen tv facing the couch. My living room was a long rectangle. To access it from the kitchen you had to pass thru what used to be a dinning room but is now just a love seat. There were no walls separating the kitchen from the dining room, from the living room nor the front entrance. All these rooms connected in a circle around the staircase leading up and down. Up was in between the entrance and living room and to go down the stairs were in the kitchen.
Alex set me down in front of the couch. He kissed me again. Alex and Philippe were now both standing in front of me. They both started removing my long sleeved pajama top. They slowly lifted it up, revealing my decently defined two pack muscles, than revealing my slightly muscular chest and than they finally pulled it over my head. I finally stepped out of my pajama bottoms which had been wrapped around my ankles ever since they were lowered. My pajama bottom and top formed a messy pile at my feet as I stood there in front of starring eyes in only my tighty whities. Philippe sat down in the middle of the couch, his penis, which was a tad smaller than Alex’s and a tad bigger than mine, standing straight up. It was his turn to receive head. I pushed the foot rest close to the couch and got on top of it. I got on all fours with my elbows rested on either side of Philippe’s thighs and my legs on the stool. I felt Alex get behind me and take his turn groping me. I tugged at Philippe’s jeans to get them a bit lower to have better access to his dick. I skipped the kissing part and went straight to sucking his throbbing penis. His dick tasted different than Alex’s, it was saltier. Maybe it was just some sweat from the humping. In any case, I liked it. Philippe was in a state of pure pleasure. He was slouched back in the couch with his arms resting at his side looking up at the ceiling. His breathing was heavy and his dick was constantly throbbing. Once in a while he’d look down to watch me give him a blowjob, but other than that he was panting and moaning to the ceiling. Alex was kissing my ass thru my undies and every so often he would take a gentle bite and cause me to whimper. He than stood up and after a few seconds of nothing, while I wondered what he was doing, he brought his hand down hard against my butt cheek. He spanked me over and over again, causing me to moan loudly thru the dick in my mouth. Every couple of spanks he would stop and grope me some more before resuming his spanking. I felt him get up again and heared him go off into the kitchen. He came back a few seconds later and regained his position. I heared the whip of his belt slapping my ass and the hard dick fell out of my mouth as I yelled out. He whipped my ass again and I yelled out again. Philippe grabbed my head and pushed my face into his crotch to muffle my cries. The belt hurt but in a strange way it was also arrousing. The feeling of giving myself up to another guy turned me on. He whipped me a good ten times before dropping the belt on the ground. I felt his hands grab my waist band and he slowly pulled my undies down to see what he had caused. I felt my briefs go down to below my ass and I felt Alex’s hands fall on my hips. He gently kissed my red butt cheeks and than took one big lick from bottom to top. All three of us were having the time of our life. Philippe was getting his dick sucked by one of the cute “cool” kids of his school, Jason was sucking dick while someone licked and kissed his ass and Alex was licking a cute boy’s amazing bubble butt. I could tell that Philippe was enjoying it from his quickened breath, his moans and his throbbing dick. I could also tell that Alex was having fun. Hell, I could almost feel his heart beat on the tip of his tongue. Alex started spanking my bare ass again and I started sucking harder and faster. Philippe could barely take anymore as it was. Philippe quickly pulled his dick from my mouth and said that he was gonna cum. He stood up and I got off the stool and got on my knees ready to receive my first cum shot. I closed my eyes as Philippe began stroking his own dick. It only took one stroke, two tops for him to blast the biggest load I’d ever witnessed at my face. It came out stream after stream of warm gooey cum hitting me square in the face. One stream even got in my hair. Alex Got on his own knees and was hugging me from behind, gently humping my back. I opened my eyes when it was done. Philippe was looking at me with a look of pure happiness in his eyes. I swiped my fingers accross my face and picked up a finger of sperm. I had always been curious about sperm. I sucked my finger in and got my first taste of jizz. It wasn’t half bad. A bit salty and definitely gooey. I didn’t love it but I didn’t hate it. I wouldn’t have minded getting the load in my mouth. But the look of satisfaction on Philippe’s face at the sight of me sucking the cum made me want more. I grabbed a hold of his dick and stroked it over my mouth. A few dropps fell into my mouth. I swallowed and spotted more on his dick. I licked the tip of it and than took the head in. I licked all over the head getting all the cum before I sucked his dick some more for a bit.
“You want to try my ass?” Philippe asked.
I noded and let his increasingly flaccid penis fall from between my lips. He pulled his pants down the rest of the way keeping only his boxer briefs on. He tucked his penis back in. He turned around and got back on the couch leaning on the back, sticking his ass out at me. I got back on the stool and Alex regained his position behind me. I started groping his chubby bubble butt as Alex finally brought his tongue to my ass hole.
“Can I spank you Phill?” I asked.
“No. And how about for the rest of the night you call us master.” Philippe said.
“Oouuuhhh! I like that!” Alex said putting a pause in his rimming.
“Yes master.” I said figuring if I as going to yield sexually to these two teens I was going to yield completely.
I started groping him, grabbing handful after handful of his nice ass. I pulled his underwear down and feasted upon the sight of my first naked ass. It was beautiful. A bit chubbier than mine but smoothe and sexy. I kissed each cheek before running my tung down from the top of his ass crack to his ass hole. I kissed his ass hole and than licked it. I went gently, little lick by little lick. Finally I felt Philippe reach behind him and grab the back of my head. He pushed my face hard onto his ass hole. I started poking my tongue at his hole as he moaned. We made a good chain of rimming. I felt Alex cease his licking. He got up on his knees and I felt his dick in my crack. He started pumping up and down my ass crack, his dick rubbing against my hole. He increased his speed and I was shaking so much, I couldn’t keep my tongue on Philippe’s ass hole. It felt so good having his penis rub against my hole. I was in ecstasy. It felt so good I wondered how good it would feel to have the penis go into the hole.
Alex stopped and got up.
“Turn around. I’m gonna cum now.” Alex said.
“Yes master” I replied.
I turned and got on my knees again. I couldn’t wait for some more sperm. I closed my eyes, but this time I opened my mouth wide hoping to get some in my mouth. I still had some left on my face from Phill but I wanted to get some fresh sperm in my mouth. Alex stroked a few times and some more hot sperm squirted onto my face. Some of it landed in my mouth but most of it landed on the rest of my face. I swallowed what landed in my mouth before swiping the rest off of my face. I wrapped my lips around his cock and sucked it moving it around in my mouth, licking the tip where the sperm came from. I sucked until his penis was soft and flaccid and even there I sucked it for a bit. I liked his flaccid penis in my mouth. It all fit in my mouth and felt so soft. I also loved how it tickled the back of my mouth. I could’ve sucked on it all night, but after a short while, Alex took it out. I got up and kissed him.
Alex realized that I was completely naked now. I had let my undies slip off and my thin body was completely nude. He starred at me, thanking god or whoever made this happen. Realizing he was behind on us, he pulled down his pants and underwear. He than decided to get ahead of Philippe, who was jacking off to the sight before him. He pulled off his polo revealing his thin and decently muscular body. I placed my hands on his waist and started sucking on his nipples. He threw his head back and began moaning as I roughly sucked and even nibbled on his nipples. We met in an other embrace. We kissed and hugged. My hands both went down to his small, tight ass and squeezed each cheek. I groped his ass for a bit and than I took it a step further. I slid my finger up and down his ass crack gently tickling it before stopping at the hole. I pressed my finger against it and started wiggling it. It went in maybe a centimeter, but that was as far as it would go without any form of lube or spit. I kept rubbing and wiggling it there as we kissed. Alex raised his hand and put his middle finger between our mouths. We both kissed and sucked on the finger. He spat a few times on it before bringing it down to my ass hole. He rubbed the hole getting it wet and than spat a few times on the finger again. He pressed his finger up to my ass hole and started gently pushing it in. It was the first time that anyone had stuck anything up my ass. It burned at first and, as he moved it in and out, it burned even more. It kind of felt like I really needed to take a shit. He stuck it in and out a few times than brought it back up. We kissed and sucked on his finger some more, which tasted a bit like shit from being in my pooper. He stuck it back in my ass and started fingering me again. We finally broke off the making out thinking we should involve Philippe.
I walked over to Phill and pulled him up from the couch. I kissed him and than pulled his shirt off. Philippe was a bit chubbier than Alex and I, but I didn’t care. Hell if I cared that wouldn’t of happened at all. As long as he had a penis and an ass I was good. I started sucking on his slight man-boobs, which was actually pretty cool. I pulled his underwear off the rest of the way and we were all completely naked. Philippe pushed me back onto the sofa and told me to lift my legs.
“Yes master.” I said doing as I was told.
I lifted my knees up to my chest as he got down on his knees. I felt his tongue run across my ass hole and I got goose bumps. He did it again a couple of times before full on making out with my ass hole. Alex jumped up onto the couch and turned his back to me. He slowly lowered his ass onto my face crouching over me.
“Lick it!” He ordered.
“Yes master.” I tried to say thru his ass. I started licking his hole. Actually it was more like french kissing his hole cause I didn’t have room to stick out my tongue. Philippe started spitting on my hole and all around it, making me feel dirty and aroused. He started fingering me with his short and fat finger. I felt that burning sensation that made me moan again. He stopped all of a sudden, leaving me in disappointment.
“Do you have any sex toys?” Phill asked getting up.
“No. But I might have some stuff that you could use instead downstairs in the basement master.” I answered lifting Alex’s ass up temporarily.
Philippe went down to the basement. Alex let himself fall on my chest. He sat on my chest and I noticed he was hard again. As if we had shared thoughts, he pushed his dick to my lips. I welcomed the dick in and started sucking. However, this time, Alex took control and didn’t let me do my thing. He started thrusting his junk into my mouth. I gagged and choked on his dick as he thrusted with his hips. I didn’t like the gagging, but I decided to soldier thru it because it was certainly making Alex happy. He thrusted as deep and as fast as he could, pulling my hair with his hands. The pain wasn’t so good but the sense of total submission was great. I was just happy to be naked with two other boys. He stopped to let me catch my breath for a second than shoved it in and out, gave me a break of about three seconds and did it again a few times. I gagged and choked every time and I could sense I was red. He than shoved his dick as far as he could down my throat and held it there. I had it all except for an inch, which he almost got in the end. He released and pulled his dick out which was linked to my mouth thru streams of spit. He gave me about a minute and than started fucking my mouth again, slower this time. I enjoyed it more when it was slower, even if it was deeper than my 3″, but I felt like my max was growing, expanding. I felt like I could take 4″ instead of just 3″.
Philippe came back upstairs, his hands full of toys, and saw Alex fucking my mouth. He was really turned on by the sight and the sound of my gags and slurps.
Alex stood back up and I regained my position with my knees up. Phill kneeled down at my ass with all his toys. He had a few drum sticks, rope, duck tape, a toy that used to be a missile on one of those launchers (that really resembled a dildo or penis) and hand cuffs (two sets to be exact). I sensed that it was gonna get kinky pretty fast and that actually excited me. As I said: If I’m gonna yield submit to someone sexually, I’m gonna completely yield and it will be a total submission.
Philippe started with the drum sticks. He took one and started sucking on it. He passed it around and we all sucked and licked it. He spat on my hole again and than pushed the stick up against it. He pushed it in and I felt the burning sensation intensify. He pushed it deeper and deeper. I felt an amazing sensation in my body. I can’t explain it but it was good. He pushed it in and out and than up and down and to each side as I felt the sensation over and over. He took the stick out and handed it to Alex. Alex wasn’t feeding me his ass anymore as he wanted to observe the toys. Alex grabbed the stick and started fucking my mouth with it. He pushed it in and out of my mouth. It tasted like ass and shit which was strangely exciting. He handed it back to Philippe and he resumed fucking me. I started stroking my own dick which made them realize, all of a sudden, that they hadn’t tried blowing yet.
They both got down on their knees between my legs. They both kissed my dick at the same time, one taking the head and the other the shaft. Philippe finally started sucking on the head. He started going deeper and deeper as Alex and I looked on. Alex started fingering Phill as he gave me head. The hot and moist mouth and tongue coming in contact with my dick felt so good. Philippe took a break and Alex took over. He grabbed my dick and started blowing me fast and furious style. They switched off a few times, going deeper and deeper, faster and faster until at the end they were both deep throating me. Alex continued as Philippe got up and sat on my chest. I knew from experience what was coming. He pushed his dick into my mouth and started thrusting deep into my throat. It was easier than when Alex did it, at first, but as he increased his speed it increased the difficulty again. He fucked my mouth as Alex deep throated me. It was amazing. I let Philippe’s dick out of my mouth as I realized I was gonna cum. He quickly got beside Alex on the ground. I stood up and started stroking my cock. I aimed between the two of them as the first squirt hit the sides of their faces. I than moved my dick around getting a bit on everyone. They started licking the jizz off each other, but they didn’t seem to like it too much.
I fell back on the couch regaining my breath. The two boys licked my dick simultaneously for the remains. They both looked at each other. It was time to get kinky.
Alex grabbed me and pushed me onto my front. They grabbed my hands, placed them behind my back and cuffed me. They grabbed the duck tape and taped my mouth shut. They pulled me off the couch and kneeled me over it. Alex groped my ass again and started spanking me again. They both grabbed a cheek and spanked it over and over. After about 20 spanks each, I heard the belt buckle again. They whipped my ass a few times and than stopped. They pulled me up and started walking me to the stairs like they would a criminal. We went up the stairs and into my room. They pushed me onto the bed and jumped on after me. They uncuffed me and than cuffed me again above my head. I was laying flat on my belly with my hands cuffed above my head. They took the rope and tied my cuffs to my bed frame. They tied each leg to an opposite end of the bed frame too. They ripped off the tape on my mouth and started spanking me again. They stopped after a few spanks and started spitting and fingering my ass hole again. They spat on their dicks and on my ass hole some more.
Alex got on top of my back and I felt his slippery dick in my crack. He grabbed it and pointed it toward my hole and pushed it in a tad. He laid back down and slowly pushed it all the way in. I felt an intense feeling of pain as he started going in and out. As he kept going the pain subsided a little and it started feeling more and more good. He fucked me harder and harder as we both moaned and breathed heavily. He arched his back up and started pounding me faster. They were counting on lasting long so they didn’t stay too long. Alex got off and it was Phill’s turn to lose his virginity. He pushed in faster and started at a more elevated pace. He fucked me for a good five minutes, kissing my neck, before he got off. They decided the rope was too constrictive. They untied me from the bed but kept my cuffs on in front. I got on all fours and felt Alex get behind me. He slipped into my ass and started fucking me doggy style. He spanked the sides of my ass as he fucked me. They switched again and Phill flipped me onto my back. He pulled me to the edge of the bed and stood by my ass. He held my legs in the air as he started pounding me, both of us moaning and starring at each other. He leaned over me and kissed me a few times thru out his turn. Alex pushed me back to the center of the bed. He lifted my ass in the air, stood over it and started fucking me. It was a cool position of submission where he clearly had all the power and control. He spat on my face treating me like a dirty whore, getting me more and more horny. With spit and left over sperm on my face, I begged for more. Phill, tired, laid down on the bed and pulled me on top of him. I sat down on his dick and started grinding back and forth. I started bouncing up and down, using his chest as leverage. I bent down and we made out as I slowed the tempo down a little. Alex stood me up against the wall, separated my legs and started fucking me from behind.
Finally the two went back to doggy style as Alex fucked my ass and Phill fead me his cock. They fucked me until they were both over the edge. They flipped me over on my back and both knelt pointing their throbbing members at my face. They both got close together and pushed their dick’s heads against each others. I opened my mouth and placed it right in front of the two dicks. They both started squirting out sperm almost at the same time. I got it all in my mouth, however there was too much. I swallowed what I could and the rest spilled out of my mouth and down my chin. I licked it up after until there was none left.
“Do any of you wanna finish me off?” I asked.
Alex nodded.
“Go ahead… master.” I said.
Alex climbed on top of me, spat on his finger several times and rubbed it on my dick and his ass hole. He descended on my dick slowly and than started rocking back and forth. He held himself up as I thrusted in and out. He moaned and yelled as he bounced up and down.
“You wanna try Phill?” I asked in between breaths.
He shook his head no. My breathing quickened and my thrusts became more random. I felt myself cum inside Alex’s ass. As soon as I came, the warm liquid caused Alex to stop. I, however, kept thrusting thru spasms emptying my load in his ass. I pulled out of his ass and offered Phill to suck it. He accepted. I stood up and he started sucking on the cum covered dick. This time I took control and started thrusting into his mouth. I kept going until, a few minutes later, I felt another orgasm. This one, however, was a dry one. I held my dick in the back of Phill’s throat thru-out the orgasm and than let to and collapsed back on the bed.
We cleaned up and decided to take a shower all three of us. We entered the bathroom and started running the water.
“Let’s cuff Jason again and wash his body for him.” Alex suggested.
Phill agreed and so I was cuffed again. Just before we entered the shower, Alex was hard again so he offered me one last blowjob. I got on my knees, with my cuffed hands behind my back and started sucking his dick. Alex put his hands on my head and started helping me thru the motions. All of a sudden, he stopped and kept my head in place with his dick in my mouth. I felt a warm liquid enter my mouth. He has some left? I wondered. I than realized it wasn’t sperm but pee. I tried to remove my head but it was no use. I decided to give in again. I swallowed a bit of pee, but it tasted awful so I just let the rest fall out of my mouth and roll down my chin. He finished and let go of my head. It wasn’t that bad when you didn’t swallow it. We got into the shower where they washed me and than each other. We spent some time under the water cuddling, grinding and humping each other.
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Surprise First Anal at a Rest Stop
The night was dark and moonless and it seemed I had been driving my little beater of a car forever down this virtually deserted two lane highway.
Tasting Wine part I
Temp jobs has their perks
Alternate realities (The Mission 5)
More time travel
Wave to the Moon, It’s Watching!
“WAVE TO THE MOON. IT’S WATCHING” – Deadeye Dick
1 =
Clay looked down at the boy’s hair. It was combed back in a tight, soaking bunch just above the back of his neck. Clay never expressed how great that hair made him feel. The boy, fully aware of his own attractiveness, probably never knew.
“I mean, it’s not like we’d do anything serious. You know? I mean this could be a one time thing. Just kinda seeing how it..I dunno, how it feels.” Clay paused, bit his lower lip. “You know what I mean?”
The boy took awhile to answer. Typical. When he wasn’t running his mouth – his cute mouth, Clay thought with a twist of his stomach – he was combing that hair. One swipe wasn’t enough. No, it usually took twenty to satisfy.
He yanked a piece of grass from the earth. He twisted it, stuck it between his teeth. Then he said: “Yeah. Yeah, I know. I always wondered how it was. But it’s up to you.”
“Well, I..”
What else? Christ, the idea was hard enough to bring up. What else could there possibly be to clarify?
“I mean, where would we do it?” the boy asked. A thin strand of green saliva rolled off his chin. “We’d need a place, and a time, I guess. I never done this before.”
“Me neither,” Clay said.
The boys were sitting on a slopped hill overlooking Camp Greenwood. The mess hall building stood the tallest and ugliest, painted a rancid puke green. One of its windows, the cracked one on the left, glistened in the afternoon sun. Clay had to squint when he glanced downhill, but the boy was wearing a pair of cheap pink sunglasses. He was on his back, staring up at the sky. Clay stood over him. Thinking of what to say next.
“They’re always doing camper check up after supper,” the boy said, the grass blade bopping along between his lips. “And in the morning they do it again. And then again after breakfast. So when are we doing it?”
“Fuck.”
Clay spat. He reached in his pocket and unwrapped a piece of gum. He chewed, not really satisfied. Barely any sugar. The boy once joked that Clay chewed more gum than a chain-smoker smoked.
Clay spat again.
“How ’bout this?” The boy lifted himself from the ground, using his elbows. His hair was corkscrewed in the back and sprinkled with dirt. Soon the plastic comb would be out. “How about we meet here tonight after lights out, or something. After the counselors are sleeping and the guys are sleeping, we’ll come down here.”
“Uh, yeah. I guess that’ll work,” Clay said, distracted.
“But we’ll make it quick. Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
Clay knew. He popped another tasteless piece of gum. He knew.
What about the guys? What if they found out?
“Here would be good I guess, but what about Patterson? He always stays up at midnight.” Clay stopped, chewed. The boy was nodding slowly, as if keeping rhythm to a song stuck in his pretty little head. “We need an excuse.”
“We don’t need one,” the boy said at once. “Patterson doesn’t even like you.”
“If he doesn’t like me, he’ll turn me..us in.”
“Nah, he won’t.”
Clay suddenly felt angry. It crawled up his throat. It made his gum, already lacking flavor, taste like soap. He spat a third time, right beside the boy’s pretty blonde head. “What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked.
“C’mon,” the boy said. He hopped to his feet and spat himself, the grass blade dancing and twirling as it fell. “C’mon.”
2 =
Camp Counselor Rickley didn’t want to be your friend. He only wanted to help, but he wanted to stay put on a strict teacher-student level. Clay was fine with that. In fact he felt relief when Rickley announced this himself on the first day of summer, when Camp Greenwood opened its two oak entrance doors.
When Clay and the blonde boy walked into Rickley’s office, he was leaning back on a hard-looking meta chair, his feet propped up on his desk, reading a thin Sci-Fi novel. He was halfway through, his lips slightly pulled apart as his eyes scanned the pages. A grotesque alien and a sexy muscular woman graced the cover.
“Rickley?” Clay said softly. He gave the office door two quick taps just to make sure. Rickley heard. He looked up in mild surprise and marked his place with an old Pokemon card. “Could we talk to you?”
“Sure guys,” Rickley said. He leaned forward. His hair was dry, burnt orange, and tied up in a last-minute ponytail. His skin had a greasy gleam to it. Perhaps the harsh fluorescent lights above were to blame. Clay wasn’t sure. Considering the problem on his shoulders at that moment, he didn’t care. “Sorry guys about the chairs. You’ll have to stand. Sorry.”
“No problem,” the boy said. “We just wanted to ask one question.”
Rickley smiled. A strictly professional smile. A bit ugly. “Shoot.”
“Well, we..” Clay started. He looked over at the boy for support. The boy shrugged, reached into his pocket for his plastic comb. So typical. And this was his idea. “..we wanted to move cabins. We have Cabin 4. We were thinking about Cabin 6. Maybe 7?”
“Uh, well…Why?”
“Well, eh..”
The boy stepped to the plate this time. Four swipes and the comb was gone, retired for the time being. He cleared his throat. “Patterson is so annoying. He’s annoying us.” As if for emphasis, or evidence, the boy added quickly, “And he hates Clay.”
Rickley crossed his pale arms and sighed. His eyes fixed on Clay, then switched over to the blond boy.
“I don’t like Patterson that much,” Clay said. He was being honest.
He knew Rickley heard the honesty. “Sure, guys,” he gave in. “But you better go pack your stuff now. It’s getting dark.”
Clay held back his smile, but the boy couldn’t help a crooked grin. Clay saw it before the boy could put it away. His heart fluttered. His cheeks flooded with warmth.
“Thanks!” the boy said.
“Yeah, thanks Rickley,” Clay said.
“Sure, yep,” Rickley said. He got up. “But one thing before you guys go and pack. You guys remember what I said on the first day?”
Clay looked at the boy. The boy looked back. Their faces were blank. It must’ve been a funny sight, because Rickley chuckled: gawk, gawk, gawk. “I just said to try to tolerate your cabin-mates,” he said. “Even if they’re buttheads. Right?”
Clay nodded.
“Sure, Rickley,” the boy said. “C’mon, you know Patterson’s an asshole.”
“I know anyone can be buttheads, kiddo,” Rickley said patently; professionally. “Watch your language in my office.”
3 =
Clay finished first. He picked his box up and carried it outside Cabin 4’s entrance, holding his breath under its respectable weight. A few books and t-shirts there, two or three CDs here, and he was finished. Piece of cake.
He waited for the boy. He couldn’t hear him – the boy was, and had always been, a silent packer – so he sat down on his box and counted the leafs.
What’s happening tonight? He couldn’t help the question wandering into his head. Once it was there it demanded an answer. What are you going to do? What the fuck is happening?
Clay had spent so much time planning, so much time nervously imagining the feel of the boy, what the boy would do without clothes…Now he couldn’t even answer a simple question. A question he asked himself.
Here’s the bottom line: Clay didn’t know. Nothing can be planned perfectly, Clay was aware of that. Nothing is perfect. The night would just have to unravel, blossom. If it happened, it happened. If it didn’t, well….
“But we’ll make it quick,” the boy had said, not four hours before. “Really quick. We always have a second chance with this, right? If it don’t go right this time, there’s always next time. You know what I mean?”
So what exactly did the boy mean by that? Did he plan on doing this with Clay again? Did he like Clay? Did he have a-
“Clay! C’mere a second!”
Clay perked up a bit. He hopped off his box and poked his head into the boy’s room.
The smell hit first; a strange mixture of sweat-dried socks, cologne, and bubblegum. Then his eyes adjusted to the room’s dim light, and he could see the boy hunched over his own box, his arm under his bed, his tongue stuck out in frustration.
“Help me with this,” the boy told Clay.
—
They settled on Cabin 6. It stood closest to Burnblack Hill, the boy assured. He was right. The boy assured Clay that the interior would be cozy, that the other campers would have a helluva hard time hearing them. Again, the boy was right on the money.
They stumbled in, dropped their boxes.
“Lookit this,” the boy said loudly. He smiled. He clapped Clay on the back. “Ah, yeah. This is good.”
“Yeah,” Clay said. It has a rug. Lookit the rug.”
“I know, man, I see it.”
The floor was spotless. The windows were streak-free and sent back perfectly-made reflections; Clay and the boy, standing side by side. A table had been nudged into one corner. Books, papers, and candy wrappers littered the surface. The boy picked up the thickest book, thumbed through it.
“Textbook.”
He dropped it and began a rhythm; stare, touch, smell, chuckle. He treated Cabin 6 like a high class four star hotel room.
It could have been a hotel room, expect for the TV. Someone had broken it.
—
Hours later.
The smell of cigarette smoke hung in the air. The boy was sucking on a crumpled Camel. Clay hated cigarettes. He tried to persuade the boy not to light up, but it was pointless. Like trying to kick his own gum habit.
He pulled the covers over his nose and counted the brown ceiling tiles. He was naked. The boy was naked.
The boy didn’t bother with covers. His dick sat limply on his left thigh, shaven, swollen with greenish veins. Clay gave it a friendly hey-how’sitgoing-look, then turned on his side.
“So what are we doing now?” the boy asked. He blew smoke, and it all seemed to swarm Clay’s side. He coughed. “Sorry, man. So what you want to do now?”
“I, uh…I dunno.”
“Well, we have to do something. I mean, you’re supposed to do something after you’re naked. Like, I dunno…do something.”
Do what? Clay thought. His own penis, smaller and hairier, twitched to life, as if it to was waiting for something.
“I think we should, uh..” the boy paused. He dragged on his cigarette in the meantime. Coughed. Continued: “I think we should suck each other.”
Clay sat up. Something pierced his heart then, reminding him of the feeling he got whenever his name was mentioned during the morning announcements at school. The feeling always subsided on his way to the office, but that was at school. This feeling stayed.
“Here, I’m putting out my cigarette. Get ready, you’re goin’ first.”
Jesus. Jesus fucking Christ.
Finally happening. Clay could hardly believe it. He could hardly throw the cover off his lap, his dick was so erect. It looked almost purple in the moonlight leaking in.
“Nice,” the boy said, rubbing the tip. Clay moaned and shut his eyes. “Man, you want it. Don’t you? Keep your eyes closed.”
Clay propped his head on a pillow, pushed back so the boy would have room to…work. He clutched Clay’s thighs. He spread them until Clay heard his pelvis crack. A cool draft swept over his asshole, his ballsack, and he moaned again.
“Woah.”
“What?” Clay asked. Eyes closed. Fists behind his head.
“Your asshole’s really hairy. And your thighs-”
“Just do it,” Clay said forcefully. But he had a smile.
“Well..alright.”
Those were the last words Clay remembered. Then the pleasure paralyzed him, wiped out his entire thinking process. “Oh, god,” he moaned in Cabin 6.
4 =
Clay took the bedsheets in his fists. By now he was sweating like a bitch. His bang were drenched. His back felt sticky and itchy. But he didn’t fucking care. The pleasure was too great, too big.
His feet were up. The boy had his mouth full. His head was bobbing up and down in a rhythm even the mattress joined in on. The springs creaked as Clay screamed.
“Ah!”
“Goofhod?” the boy said against skin.
“Yeah!”
The boy heard loud and clear. He kept up his rhythm. It was so perfect, almost rehearsed. His hands ended up on Clay’s stomach, playing with his curled chest hair. Then his finger traveled south, tickled Clay’s lower thigh, the space just below his ballsack, just above his…
“No, man. Not yet. It’s gonna hurt.”
The boy took his mouth off Clay’s cock, which was dripping and throbbing. He started a slower but more comfortable rhythm with his free hand. “Nah, it won’t. It looks lose. I can’t believe I found it with all this hair.”
“Very funny. Just c’mon and keep going.”
The boy continued.
—
It built slowly, starting at Clay’s throat and then spreading to his stomach, the tip of his penis. Familiar, of course. He’d jerked off at least a million times since his first pump-pound in fourth grade, when he was only eleven.
But this feeling felt different. The fourth grade feeling built a dinky lego bulding. This feeling – the Camp Greenwood feeling – was building a fucking skyscraper. Building the Effel Tower and squeezing the Empire State Building on top.
Rhythm; up down, lick, suck, down up.
“Uh..”
He couldn’t control his feet. He had them wrapped around the boy’s midsection, his toes buried in the boy’s smooth ass cheeks. When he got tired of clasping the bedsheets, he decided on stroking the boy’s beautiful blonde locks. The boy didn’t mind. This was an exception. The boy, Clay supposed, gave in easily with a dick in his mouth.
“Little harder,” Clay said.
The boy made it harder.
“AH! FASTER!”
The boy picked up the pace. His lips were smeared with his own spit, and Clay’s cum.
Speaking of cum…
“Ah! UH!”
“Cuphmi’?” the boy mumbled.
Clay nodded. No more words. His tongue was frozen as the feeling hit every inch of his body. He cocked his head back as far his spine would allow, as far as the mattress would allow, and screamed.
Building, building. Bubbling to the surface. Soon he’d cum. He’d fucking choke the boy, but he couldn’t help it.
“Ah, AH!”
The shape was just below the water. Clay could see it, dark and looking lovely. Soon it would burst through the surface and drench everything. The boy’s face. The bedsheets. The ceiling, fuck if it could. Fuck it it couldn’t.
“AH!”
Suddenly the boy’s lips were gone. The shape dropped a little, and Clay – picturing all this in his head – struggled to see it. Struggled to persuade it.
He caught his breath. “Wha-what are you doin-”
“Shut up,” the boy said, and climbed on top of Clay.
Clay opened his eyes. The boy was sweating, his face so close to Clay’s..He kissed his lips, and he tasted Chap Stick. Clay was sure his own lips tasted like gum.
“Hey!”
But the boy wasn’t listening. He grabbed his cock, stiff and at least seven inches, thrust it into Clay’s ass, and began a third rhythm. Much more violent. Much more forceful, and sloppy, and determined.
The boy grunted. Clay shrieked.
“OW. NAH! C’MON, STOP!”
Another grunt. That was Clay’s answer. He couldn’t even see the shape in the water now. His dick went limp. He punched the boy on the chest. The boy laughed.
“C’mon, Clay. Dude. Just relax. Relax. I need to do this.”
“Fucking STOP!”
“DUDE. RELAX.” Like a teacher talking to a retard. “Close your eyes.”
Clay tried. The pain kept them open. His asshole was ripping down there, he could feel it. Something was dripping down his leg, he was sure it was blood. Not cum. Not the boy’s.
“Relax. Rela-ugh. Relax.”
Pump. Pump. Thrust. The shape came back, and so did his erection. The boy’s rhythm was better than ever.
Everything was back on.
“Ah!”
“Ugh, uh, AH!”
“AH!”
The sounds of sex echoed against the walls. The springs creaked. Clay had his hands around the boy’s neck, the boy had his lips on Clay’s cheek. Their damp bodies collided, stuck, and the sound joined the others.
Clay had to cum. The feeling was back, and it was somehow stronger.
“Man, I’m cumming!”
“Hold on,” the boy answered.
Another thrust. The boy’s dick was smeared with sweat and shit. He didn’t look down, only felt Clay’s pleasure, smelled the smells.
“I’m..AH!”
“No-”
“AHHH!”
He couldn’t hold it back. You can’t hold a dolphin down, you can’t tell it not to break the ocean surface. The shape broke the surface. Clay came everywhere. He could almost hear the pinched squirt. He certainly saw the squirt. The boy’s chest caught everything. On the third pump, the bedsheets were the target. “Uhhhh.”
“I aint done yet,” the boy pronounced. He gave his final thrust strength. “AH!”
It was all over. Clay felt as if someone had loosened his bowels. Everything came out, the blood, the cum, the shit. His asshole twitched. He farted. The smell seemed to haunt the air. It stank of shit, and blood, and cum. Clay tried to cover himself, but the boy pulled his hand away. “Let it out,” he said, panting, wiping his chest. “You’re probably going to shit blood.”
“I don’t care,” Clay said. He was staring at the sliver of moonlight outside. It must have watched everything from up there. It almost seemed to applaud.
PROLOUGE =
Clay cleaned himself up. He found a fresh pair of boxer shorts, slipped them on, checked himself in the bathroom mirror. He looked horrible. But he looked happy.
When he walked out, the boy was on an armchair, flipping through the textbook he’d found earlier. He was still naked, but clean. No sweat.
“C’mere,” he said, his eyes still on page four-hundred. Clay sat down next to him. His asshole kept twitching, and walking made it worse.”You smell good.”
“Thanks,” Clay said. He kissed the boy on the cheek, and looked down at the textbook.
“Read this poem,” the boy said. “Right there, at the bottom.”
It was written by a guy named Otto Baumberger. Baumberger’s picture was included beside the text; handsome, with a long salt-pepper beard and thick eyebrows. Wearing a suit and tie. Frowning.
Clay read:
“I will build a window,
I will open a window,
What will you see?”
Clay remained silent as he finished the last word, the last question mark. He ran a finger over Baumberger’s picture, as if that would reveal the poem’s mystery,
“I like it,” the boy said. “I don’t know what the hell he’s talking about.”
Clay didn’t have a clue either, but he liked the picture the poem painted inside his head.
Clay and the boy, holding hands outside a beautiful home. Clay and the boy kissing. A carpenter working on the windows. He finishes. It’s Otto Baumberger himself. Yeah. His beard is dripping with sweat. “There ya go,” he says, motioning to the final window, which happens to be the biggest. Clay and the boy wander over, hand in hand, cheek to cheek. They look through. Clay cries, and the boy soon follows.
They’re looking at a decked out living room. They’re looking at grand kids and parents, and themselves, and little kids, and a Christmas tree, and a roaring fireplace, and Clay’s father, proud of his son. His gay son.
“I’m cold,” Clay said “It’s cold in here.”
The boy smiled. He dropped the textbook and Otto Baumberger down on the coffee table. He spread his hairless thighs. His asshole looked loose, which didn’t surprise Clay.
Never done this before my ass, he says to himself before starting a little rhythm of his own.
= THE END =
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