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A Simple Need

Dressed in a tailor fitted, three piece black suit he approaches the open bedroom door. A fat Coheba cigar between his fingers, atop his head a charcoal fedora, cocked in such a way to hide his amazingly blue eyes. A simple white box is tucked securely under one arm. Knuckles tap gently on the hard wood of the door before a foot is placed on the plush carpet. A queen size, four post bed centers the candlelit room. The scent of cinnamon invades his nostrils, a hint of vanilla trailing behind. The sound of water makes its way around a glass wall to find his attentive ears. His movements are silent as he places the box on the stark white bed spread before making his way around the well designed barrier that blocks the bathroom.
“There you are, Beautiful.”
A striking brunette relaxes in a claw foot tub filled to the brim with hot water, her hair pulled back in a loose bun. With a smile her gray eyes search for his blues, but he refuses her.
“Looking for me?” She asks sweetly.
“Of course.” He disappears behind the wall again.
“There’s room for two.” She hints, but gets no response. “Alex?”
Still, no answer. Moving slow to disturb the water as little as possible, she draws her naked body from its warmth. A soft white towel wraps around her middle as she rounds the wall, finding the man standing beside the bed. His fingertips graze the top of the box, calling her attention to it.
“I brought you something to wear.” He snuffs the cigar before leaving the room.
Her eyes linger at the doorway for a moment, her fingers eagerly peeling open the box. Led by spars lighting, Alex takes his time passing through the house, giving his love of the night plenty of time to prepare herself. Leisurely walking through the living room, he is directed to the kitchen by a quiet yellow light pouring in through the doorway. Intuition alone leads him to the champagne glasses, already knowing a bottle waits in the refrigerator. Continuing his deliberately slow pace, he makes his way back to the bedroom.
The soft clank of glass announces his return. She gives the mirror one last inspection before presenting herself at the foot of the bed. His eyes start at her feet and her perfectly polished toenails, on to her strong legs unmarked by so much as a childhood scar. The white satin corset steals his attention, enhancing her already curvy waist line. Dark hair pours over her shoulders and down her back. He continues upward, showing her those baby blues. A shy smile slips to her lips.
“You look wonderful.” He reads her mind.
He pours the champagne and beckons her with a held out glass. She takes it with a nervous hand, standing inches away from him. His hand trails down her rib cage and across her hip, resting on the small of her back pressing her into him as his hot mouth meets the base of her neck.
“This is your fantasy.” He whispers softly in her ear. “This is what you want.” His lips leave her when his arms push her a length away. “Take it off.” His voice takes on a firm tone.
A softly trembling hand places the champagne glass on the nightstand. Twisting her slender arms, her fingers reach for the elaborate spine of the garment catching a loose end of ribbon. A gentle pull unravels the simple bow that holds the negligee tight against her body. With careful twists and pulls of her digits the ribbon gradually slips from the eyelets, revealing bare skin inch by inch. The lack of clothing brings with it a rise in her diffidence causing her already tentative pace to slow even more, testing the man who sits before her. With an effortless yet commanding tug on the delicate nightie he tells her to stop wasting time. The lacing undone to the middle of her back the trim which holds it all together begins to slide with more ease, leaving the top loose enough to play peek a boo. Allowing lust to get the best of him, Alex fills his right hand with a breast, enjoying the touch of her soft skin against his faintly rough palm. Her hesitation melts away with his caress, fingers working a faster pace to shed what little clothing shields her body, permitting it to fall to the floor at her feet.
Naked in front of him, he adores her body. His lips leave small, wet kisses up and down her breastbone, venturing to her navel before traveling back up again. Thumb and forefinger find an erect nipple, eager for attention. They pinch and pull hard enough to force her to follow, his free hand on her back pressing her into him. Teeth graze the skin of her ribs, a wet tongue leaving a sloppy trail as it makes its way to her perfectly round breast easily trading places with his fingers. Ardently, the hand glides down her stomach falling upon her beautifully shaven slit. A thumb invites itself to enjoy her warmth digging between her swollen lips, teasing her threshold for a trice before slipping back up to the clitoris. His mouth molests her tit, tongue moistening the skin and allowing the air to cover the trail with goosebumps. Lips attach themselves around her nipple instantly becoming a vacuum, his tongue rapidly circling itself clockwise around her teat while his thumb performs counter clockwise circles on her button. Her back arches, thrusting herself into him, her hands finding his shoulders and begin to rub, squeeze, massage. Thumb still occupied his hand twists in such a way to dig two fingers between her lips, loitering at her entrance. She whimpers and tries to force penetration, but he denies her, withdrawing completely. Her whimpers turn to whines as his mouth pulls away as well.
Gently nudging her aside he finds his feet, his six foot even height easily toppling her tiny five foot four inch frame. With little effort a hand buried in her hair guides her to the bed where she is bent over, her lovely ass silently calling to him. A smile instantly brightens his face as she immediately pulls her knees under her, spreading them to lower herself to the perfect height. The hand slips from her hair pressing affectionately on her spine as it slithers down her back, grabbing her rump before his thumb sinks into her wetness once more. Letting go of control, her body pushes against him, her face buried in the blanket to muffle her moans. The sound of his zipper evades her attention as he undresses his now throbbing cock. His thumb is plucked from her hole quickly and he drives himself inside without warning, timing it perfectly with her back thrust. Thick hair pours over her body as her head flies back, hands solidly planted on the mattress, arms fully extended to proudly flaunt her chest. Anything but quiet she begs for more as he settles on a rather hurried pace, his patience gone. Refusing her participation an arm wraps around her hips, holding her place as he bends to hover over her. Low, guttural grunts fill her left ear, teeth biting playfully on her shoulder as his meat pummels into her. The weight of his chest against her back forces her to her elbows, dropping a breast directly into his hand. Fingers search wildly for her nipple, his free hand returning to her mound to press on her sensitive clit.
Her moans turn to whimpers amazed at how quickly he’s brought her to her edge. She attempts to reign herself in, wanting badly to wait for him. He clearly has other plans, drilling her with his member while the pinching, pulling, pressing of his skillful fingers send sensations through her body, demanding every drop of her attention. Losing her battle an orgasm crashes into her, vibrating what feels like every nerve ending she possesses. The forgiving bed catches her head, her elbows unwilling to support her weight while he continues to bore into her clenched opening, enjoying her inaudible calls to him. Hands find her hips fastidiously pulling her onto him as he thrusts into her, no longer concerned with her pleasure or pain. Sincerely narrow minded he concentrates solely on her muscles throbbing around his dick, the hard squeeze he drives into releasing as her wall is slammed, pulling from him his own climax. She smiles, feeling every one of his four spurts as he quickly loses steam and rests against her. Heart pounding in his chest in harmony with hers, lips leave sweet kisses on her neck and shoulders. He takes his time catching his breath. When self control is regained he stands at full height, removing his member from her warmth with a hidden smile hearing her sigh at the emptiness.
“Clean me.” He orders, his voice emotionless.
Rolling over she pulls herself to a sitting position, immediately swallowing his cock sucking their mixed juices in one thrust. With a delicate touch she puts him away and closes the door. He straightens his suit and remembers his cigar in the ashtray. Bending to reach for his fedora he places a soft kiss on her cheek before turning away, leaving as silently as he arrived.

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Motel Week Ending 2

Although this story can be read on it’s own, it is recommended you read the story ‘Motel Week’. The last story left off with a few possibilities for a conclusion. Here is the second of two possible endings. Neither ending would be considered the ‘True Ending’ just read them both and pick which one you like better. Both however; would be considered happy endings.

Jay and Faith (Chapter 4: Springbreak, part 1)

Jay is a high school teacher who loves his students and has some extra cirricular activities with them outside of school. In this chapter Jay takes Faith, his favorite student with him to the beach for springbreak after her plans with friends fall through.

Very Hot Wife

Very Hot Wife.
This story is true, it took place over an 18 month period, only his name has been changed the rest is the way the encounter occurred, and I have the tapes to refer to for accuracy. This is the recount of her first affair.
My wife is 35 years old, five foot, long blond hair, 38dd breasts and a great ass. Here ass is virgin and which she has denied me but love to suck cock and swallow cum. I figures it was a fair trade off.
I was a summer afternoon and I was sitting in my office looking out the window when the intercom buzzed, you wife on lone three.
Hi what’s up? Well I had an interesting afternoon, really? Yes john former employee and distant neighbor has been here all afternoon drinking beer and bullshitting. Really? Yes and feeling me up and getting me really wet. Wow I didn’t think he was attracted to you.
The only way I got him to leave was tell him you were coming home early. Your telling me he just left? Yes, but he said he’d get more beer and be back around seven. Since it’s Friday night he may stay for while.
At seven o’clock the bell rang and I opened the door and in came john, Hi al, hi john, want a beer no thanks but open yourself one and have a seat.
My wife Joyce came down from upstairs in shorts and a t-shirt. Hi john how are you, great thought I’d stop over for a beer, my wife is pissed at me so I didn’t get any dinner but caught a burger before I came over.
Joyce sat down very close to John, he looked at her and smiled. I have to go to the bathroom be right back and up stairs I went. Because of the angle of the mirror in the room and the fact that I could peer into the room unnoticed gave me an interesting vantage point.
The minute I was out of sight he grabbed her and started kissing her. He was alternating between kissing her tits and rubbing her crotch.
After a couple of minutes Joyce was thrusting he hips into his hand as he continued to rub her clit through her shorts.
I opened the door and slowly pretended to be coming down. They separated and by the time I was back you could see she was really hot. For the next half hour he drank two beers and I went to the bathroom twice.
The second trip he got her off right on the couch. When I got back I saw the look and new she had creamed in her shorts.
John said I have to pee, go downstairs, there is a bathroom down there, thanks but first I’m going out to the car I’ve got more beer in the cooler. Once he walked out I asked her did you cum, damn right, I must have a wet stain the size of a softball. I think he wants to fuck me? I think your right. Well let him. Great, Thanks. How are we going to get this going, I don’t know we’ll play it by ear.
The front door opened and John came in with a cooler with three beers in it. Ok beer in the fridge and where can I piss. The downstairs bathroom.
The moment he went down stairs Joyce got up and took off her shorts and t shirt. She had on a red bra and red low cut red panties. Are you going down stairs like that? Yes this will signal my intentions, go for it, I am.
The room was set up so I could go down the stairs with her and hide in the laundry room with a clear view of the bathroom and the TV area.
She opened the door the bathroom, John was standing there with cock in hand, for the moment he tried to put it back into his pants. Hold up big guy don’t put him way and in she stepped. She wrapped hands around his cock and gently start jerking him off. Wow this is nice and big. Nice out fit, Thanks. Let go over to the couch. They walked out of the bathroom but she never let go of his cock. She kept rubbing it, they sat down and she put her head in his lap and put the head in her mouth. What about Al? he’s fine with this, can he come down and sit with us? He sure can. Joyce let go of the cock to yell come down, he stood her up in front of him and said would you take off your panties and bra, yes. Bra first then panties.
Then next thing he lifted her onto the sofa and started rubbing his cock on her clit and pussy lips. She was already moaning and plop the head went in, for the next seven minutes he fucked her silly. She had at least two orgasms and was building toward a third when he sat up pulled he hips tighter to him let out a groan and hot wet sticky cum was flooding her insides. That put her over the top and she came again yelling fuck me oh god yes fuck me. They laid there for a couple of moments and he started fucking her again slowly at first then faster until once again they both exploded he came in her and her juices flowed over the sofa.
My god babe is there any more cum in your nut sack? Joyce there is for you. Great, hand me my panties, ok. Joyce thought she would go clean up but John had other ideas as she got her panties on and stood up he grabbed he shoulder and she was on her knees in front of him with his cock in her mouth. She was a great cock sucker but after having come twice in the last five minutes it took a little while but as she said it was well worth it. She was sucking for all she could and he tensed up, cum flowed out into her mouth. The amount of cum was amazing, she swallowed twice and let the rest sit on her tongue, she smiled at him and swallowed the balance of his load. My god babe you come in quarts. Is that a problem? No I love the taste of cum, good because your going to get plenty from me, that’s the best news I’ve had in a month.
John stood up, I have to piss. Ok you use this bathroom I’ll go upstairs. No sooner had he gone in then I entered the room and Joyce and I headed upstairs. She was in front of me and as she walked she made squish sounds, my god look at the stain in your panties. He really does come in quarts.
How was he? Great his cock is bigger then yours and he cums with such force it feels wonderful. Pull those panties down, ok. I leaned her over the vanity and fucked her and added another load of cum to her wet sloppy pussy.
Thanks for the fuck, your welcome now lets get back down stairs, I need to change I’m leaking cum, no way. You like cum scoop it up and swallow it, ok I can do that. Besides when we get down you can show him the stain and swallow while we watch. Sounds good to me.
As we got to the basement John was sitting on the couch, hey John look at the mess you made looking at my wife’s crotch. Happy to be of service. Joyce sat in a chair across from us. She gave us a smile and spread her legs, cum was leaking steadily as her pussy had taken three loads. Just relax guy’s I’m going to sit and enjoy a cum break. She put her hand down her panties and a moment later came up with a handful of white warm cum. She put it in her mouth smiled swallowed and open her mouth to show it was gone. She repeated this about ten times until the major amount of cum was in her belly.
She pulled her panties down enough so we could see her clit, she started rubbing it using the cum still in her panties as lube. In nothing flat her nipples popped out and the clit was standing straight up, I wouldn’t say no to a good long hard fuck.
John got up, pulled her into a laying down position and stuck his cock in, in nothing flat he was balls deep and fucking like he was possessed. Joyce alternated between your cock feel great to oh god to fuck me harder to I’m cumming. This went on for at least 20 minutes, when finally john grabbed her ass and pushed as deep as he could go. Her eyes shot open, a low moan and then a scream of pleasure as he pumped yet another hot load into her sloppy pussy.
They laid there for five minutes until John got up and headed for the bathroom. Joyce looked dazed, she sat up pulled up the wet panties and had a look like she had been fucked senseless. John came out of the bathroom half dressed, walked over to her and said don’t you want any more cum? She smiled put her hand in her pussy, came out with two finger of cum and started swallowing it. She rubbed the cum on her tits and face in her hair and just about all over. I love cum especially yours.
I have to go but I’ll call you, please call me soon was Joyce’s response.
She walked him to the front door in nothing but soaking wet panties, kissed him and closed the door.
She turned and looked at me, hon I didn’t think it was possible but I have just been fucked senseless and loved it.

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Change Can be Good

This short story incorporates a few different fetishes. I appreciate constructive criticism, but please nothing caustic or acerbic. I hope you enjoy 🙂

my love, chris

my best friend chris and i have been friends for about 3 years now. we began to get close cuz i was making a huge effort to see his full nude body. i swear he was the most beautiful boy ive ever seen. dirty blonde/brown hair with his new style of using gel, his body looked like he was 13 but he was really 16. he didnt have much leg hair, or pitt hair, and i was dying to know about is pubes. i was 18 but i looked 16 maybe 17 puberty wise. anyway i had his sleep over my house one night out of many times. it was late october and we were both in the hot tub outside talking about how we would like to fuck a girl (of course i was gay but i was reallly good at pretending to be straight). we talked about girls than bragging about our dick sizes. i can already tell he was probably about 6′ hard like me. this was never a problem taking about us jacking off cause we always talk about it. he likes to stroke the whole thing while i focus on the tip.so we talked and talked as i was getting hard (i hadnet jacked off in 2 days) and was dying to get a better look at him. everntually i finally made fun of him and said, “dude, u have no pubes.” he smiled and stood up, trying to hide his boner, and pulled down his shorts reveailing the hairs that he had, he still looked so young he ahd small hairs but was noticeable from a distanced.. a beautiful site. then he surprisingly flashed me his whole area and saw his beautiful circumscised dick. then i flashed him my own cut dick and we both laughed and slashed each other. then the akward silence as we both started at eachother eyes. “you know” i said, “ive been in love with you for a long time now chris” he paused and listened more carefully. “i hoenstly beilive that you are the most beautiful boy in the world.” he came closer to me and i knew what was was coming. he put his mouth on mine and we made out in passion. i took off his shorts for him as he did for me and we both touched each others rock hard dicks. mine was thicker so it looked more superior. we both decided to go back to my room and sex each other up. we didnt bother to dry ourselves and he lightly pushed me on my bed and jumped on me and continued to kiss. our dicks, touching each other and rubbing eachother. i put my hand on his head and swrived my hand in his hair. he then moved his mouth from mine and kept his mouth on my chest, then moving down to my stomach eventually to my pubes and then my dick. he began to jerk me off until he put his mouth on it and swivled his tounge around the head. i was i heaven as i kept my hand on his head and moved it across his face. i felt the urge to cum right there but i knew i could wait. he kept sucking me for like 10 minutes. i was about to cum when he stopped. it was my turn. ive waited for this moment for so long. he got on the bed and i put his legs on my shoulders and then went down to his dick and massaged his beautiful pubes and his dick. ” i decied to get some of the lube be bought earlier in the year. i got it and porued over hsi dick to make it more slippery. it was rasberry flavored as i soon lathered it up and then began sucking him. i foucised on the backside of his gland and i could tell he was liking it cuz he was moaning like, “ahh,oh god tha feels good.” he closed his eyes and lifted his arms to reveal his pitts. he only had like 4 hairs on them each which turned me on even more. while my mouth worked on his dick my hands rubbed his balls, hairless balls i might add and his pubes and even his ass a few time. i could tell he was about to cum but i stopped just in time. we made out for a few like 30 minutes giving our dicks a break but still hard. we then tried a 69 positon which was awsome. the feeling for my dick being sucked and sucking chris’s dick at the same time was amazing. we were both ready to do anal. he went first. he dick was big but his gland was smaller than i thought it would be. he lubed it up again and slowly penatrated me in. as soon as he did he moved it in and out nice and slowly. it hurt a bit at first but then he began to reach out and kiss me at the same time to ease the pain. his balls were ram onto my ass and his pubic hair brushed my ass too. i could tell his was about to cum cause it began to throbb and his breathing began to increase. he was sweating which made it better for me to look at. he stared to pump faster and was like “ahhh, ahhh, im gonna cum.” as soon as he said that he took his dick out of my ass and jacked off until he was squirting his cum all over my dick and my chest. he had thick thick cum which surprised me. he fell on top of me and we contied to kiss with the cum on our chest. i wansnt done yet and he knew it. i got him on his back with the cum still on our chest. and lifted his beautiful legs. i rubed them first and made my way to his thrights until i made it to his dick. then i lubed myself up and began to penatrate him. i had a big head to he squealled when it first went in” uggh. careful.” i tried to be and like what he did to me i made out with him to distract him from the pain. i pumped my dick for like 5 minutes until i felt the rush of my cum begining to arise. ii moan” ahh, uhh,” i took out my dick and jerked it closer to his face. i orgasmed like i never have before. the cum shot all over his face and hair the dribbed down to his chest and then his dick. his dick was now soft and i cleaned him up with my mouth and we slept together in bed for the rest of the night.

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Humiliation

I have been so excited since we agreed to meet. With my husband going out of town for four days, it seemed like the perfect time. After some emails and a couple phone calls, I feel pretty comfortable with you and I’m pretty sure you will be perfect to introduce me to the “ins and outs” of pain and humiliation. Despite this, I am terribly nervous. I have done as instructed, and made sure I am shaved and clean, worn heels, thigh high stockings, a very short skirt, and a see through blouse, and panties but no bra. My nipples are hard and my heart is pounding as I walk into your hotel suite.
You made it clear on the phone that I should not introduce myself, as you would have no need to know my name, and that I was to address you as SIR or MASTER at all times….but the silence while you looked at me was uncomfortable and I began “Hi, SIR, I’m…”….”Shut up you fucking bitch.” I don’t think I realized how suddenly we would move into our roles, without even a minute to start feeling comfortable. “Get over here so I can inspect you.” When I get close, you tell me to bend over and grab my ankles. You kick my feet apart to spread my legs and I can feel my panties getting wet. You pull them down a bit and check to make sure I am smooth before pulling them back up. You then pull off your belt and begin spanking my ass with it. Even through my panties I can feel the sting, and when you land a couple blows on my thighs and couple between my legs, I cant help but gasp in pain. That seems to please you and you finally stop and tell me to get on my knees in front of you. After pulling open my blouse, you pinch my nipples until i cry out. I can see your cock straining to be released from your pants, and as I react to your pinches and slaps to my nipples it just seems to grow larger. You reach over and take the clips from the table and slowly clamp one on each nipple….and then you take them off and re-clamp them….the pain is so intense that I whimper “please SIR, that is too tight, the pain is too much….” SLAP. You smack me across the face. “I did not give you permission to speak, you little worthless piece of trash, I decide how much pain is enough.”
YOu then tell me to take off my panties and you proceed to wipe my dripping cunt with them and then shove them in my mouth. My nipples still throbbing, I watch you attach a long bar to both of my ankles, so that I can no longer close my legs. After a couple of good hard slaps to my pussy, you pull me up by my hair and bend me over the side of the couch. You slide into my wet pussy and pump a couple times. It feels so good, I am a little sad when you pull out. You put me back on my knees and tell me to suck you clean, then lick your balls, then tongue your ass “stick your tongue out farther, you stupid cunt.” At one point you shove your cock so far down my throat that I gag and pull away. You seem to want me to gag, so you do it again, but when I pull away again, I can tell you are mad. “Listen, whore, you do not decide what you want me to do. You may pull away from me, but you are going to wish I was down your throat in a minute….” You pull me up and bend me back over the side of the couch. I am relieved. Your cock felt so good in my pussy, I am ready for some more….And then I feel the tip lightly rubbing against my asshole….
We had agreed in the emails and on the phone that since I had never tried it, anal would be off limits until the time (if ever) I felt comfortable. When I start to remind you of this, you just grab my hair, yank my head back, and slap my face “shut up, bitch.” Without letting go of my hair, you slowly push the head of your dick inside my ass. I groan and begin to struggle, but I am pinned between you and the couch. You groan at my movement and my begging “Please, no… Take it out…I cant do this…you promised…it hurts too much…you can put it back in my throat….” You laugh as you pull out “I told you you would be begging for it in your throat…too bad its too late…” You let go of my hair, spread my cheeks with your hands and without any warning, thrust all the way in. I cry out in pain. As you pump, it feels like I am being torn apart. My struggles are useless and just seem to inflame you. When you pull my head back and see the tears running down my face it makes your cock throb. “So, slut, you want my cum in your ass or on your face?” When I don’t answer, you pull out and shove me to my knees in front of you. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. “You answer when I ask you a question, do you understand slut?” I nod and you slap me again. “That’s ‘yes, master, I understand’. You are nothing and you had better learn how to treat me with respect.” With that you spit in my face, slap your dick against my face a couple times, and then grab the back of my head and force your cock down my throat. What had gagged me before was nothing. This time you are brutal, ramming it home while tears streak down my face. You plug my nose so that in addition to gagging I cannot breath, and it seems to push you over the edge. “drink it, bitch.” You cum so much, I can hardly keep up. When you are done, you finish up by wiping your dick clean on my face. With the bar still keeping my legs apart, you tell me to get on all fours near the couch. I will be your table until you decide differently.
As you get dressed, you call room service and order yourself some dinner. When it arrives, you invite the man in and tell him to go ahead and put the plate on my back. I am horrified. When I look up, the young waiter looks shocked but he also has a large grin and he does as you say. You say very clearly to me “you had better be still, because if you spill any of my dinner, you will be severly punished.” I can only imagine how bad a punishment from you would be and I brace myself so you will not be dissappointed. As the waiter is about to leave, you ask him if he would like to make $100. When he nods, you tell him that while you eat all he needs to do is put a clamp on my clit, drip some of the wax from one of the candles down my ass and onto my pussy, and make you a dirty martini with 4 olives. While I do my best not to move, he comes over a little hesitant but wanting the money, spreads my outter lips and lets the clamp go onto my clit. I gasp and cry out. “Owwwwww. Oh, please….that hurts….” He looks suprised and worried until you laugh and pat him on the back and say “perfect.” With a little more confidence he grabs a candle and starts by dripping some wax on my ass cheeks. He waits a sec to let the wax gather and then carefully pours it down the crack. The burning trail runs over my raw ass and down through my pussy lips and pools a bit at the recently attached clip. My crying, whimpering and ragged breathing do nothing as the two of you joke a bit while he fixes your martini. As you have finished your meal, you give him the money, ask him if he is working tomorrow, and thank him as he leaves. “where were we…oh yes, my martini…” You pull out two olives and easily push them into my ass. You sit back on the couch and rest your feet on me as you sip your drink. You make a couple calls and watch a bit of tv, occasionally kicking, pinching, or slapping me. At one point you ask me if I am hungry. “Yes SIR.” You laugh and say, “well then I guess you can take those olives out of your ass and eat them.”
That night, before you go to bed you bind my wrists and run the rope through my ass cheeks and pussy lips and tie it around my neck. If I move my arms too much, it tightens around my neck. keeping the bar between my ankles, you make me kneel in the bathtub. You take my long forgotten panties, dunk them in the toilet, push them in my mouth and tape my mouth shut. “Good night, whore.” The next morning I open my eyes as you turn on the light. You look at me and smile. Removing the tape and panties, my cramped jaw feels much better. I notice you have a raging hard on and when you tell me to open my mouth, I do as I am told. Putting my mouth around your cock, you suddenly start to piss. “drink it all, you fucking piece of meat.” I try, but there is so much, some of it runs down my chin. You pull out just before you are done and let the last bit wash down my face. Shaking the last drops into my mouth, you say “now, about my hard-on….”

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doomsday ch 2

this is a raw version of my story i would have liked to just post an edited one but my editor is unavabile at the moment but i know many people have asked for this chapter soon so please remember this is still a work in progress and comment in a producetive manner. P.S. if there are any editors that would like to help me id take all the help i can get, im not, nor ever have been a good writer so if you think you could help improve this story with editing that still keeps to the focus of the story its self then please feel free to pm me here. thank you for reading and i hope you enjoy it.

Incest girl – Chapter One

INCEST GIRL is a dramatic representation of a family who dares to let its most base desires come to the fore, but most especially it is about the eighteen-year-old Prentiss daughter, Paula, and her taboo desires. Paula and her family are some of the few who are willing to accept the consequences, be it reward or punishment, for allowing themselves to be completely liberated. Their story is a startling insight into the lives of people who dare to let it all hang out.

Jogging In The Park

He was waiting in the shadows beside the stone bridge. He peered through his ski mask around the corner and saw her coming toward him, totally oblivious of his menacing presence. She always ran at first light and today was no different. On she came, pony tail and breasts bouncing with each step. She was 5’4”, blonde, firm bodied, but slightly large for her size in the chest. She wore running shoes, shorts and a light sweat shirt to ward off the morning chill. He was getting visibly aroused as she moved closer and closer. His hand went to his pants pocket, his fingers curling around the cold handle of his switchblade. Pulling back into the shadows, he waited until she passed by, stepped out, sprung the blade and grabbed her around the face, cutting off any scream. “Do as your told and you wont get hurt! Try to scream and it will die in your throat!” he whispered, brandishing the long, sharp blade that glinted in the sunrise. Dragging her into the bushes, he threw her onto a blanket, already set up on the ground. She tried to scramble away, still dazed by the suddenness of her attack.
Anticipating the attempt at escape he threw himself on her sticking the tip of the blade to her throat. “Feisty little bitch, aren’t we!” he said as he rolled her onto her back. Still struggling, she watched in horror as he slid the blade down, cleanly cutting away the fabric of her sweatshirt. Not ready to give in yet, she tried turning and crawling away but only succeeded in losing her running shorts, which he used to trip up her second attempt at escape.
“ I like a woman who fights back!” he said flipping her over again with relative ease. “But it isn’t going to do you any good! It just makes me cum harder.” he threatened as he slid the blade under her sport bra, freeing her ample bosom from its confines.
“Please don’t do this!” she begged as he grasped her left breast in his long slender fingers, paying particular attention to her dollar sized nipples, stiffened with the morning chill.
“What? Don’t we like sex?” he asked, not expecting an answer. “Maybe we need some practice! Or, maybe your boyfriend doesn’t know how to use one of these.” Pulling his boxers aside he exposed his 7 inch long sharply curved, rock hard cock, waving it in her face.
Her mouth dropped open as she stared at the dark pink head, already dripping pre-cum.
Again she tried scurrying away, and again he foiled her attempt, pinning her to the ground with his knees and smearing the clear liquid onto her nose and cheek.
“Tell you what, bitch! I’ll give you a choice! What hole you want me to cum in? Your mouth? Your ass? Or that cute little cunt of yours!”
“Oh god! Please don’t do this!” she begged. Why me? Why did you pick me!”
“I’ve been watching you for over a week, dreaming of how good it would feel to slide my cock deep inside you and blast you with my fuck sauce.” he answered, “ Now what’ll it be? Choose! Now!”
“I…I’ll suck you off! She said, defeated, “But then you’ll let me go, right?”
“I’ll do whatever I want, bitch! Now lay down and get ready for the throat fucking of a lifetime!”
Confused at the order, but still afraid of the knife, she did as he wished, wondering how she would fit his curved cock into her mouth.
Scurrying around he presented her with his stiff member, his balls hanging over her forehead. Tentatively, she opened her mouth, recoiling slightly as he pushed forward, the heat of his prick seemingly scorching her lips. “Suck it, bitch!” he snapped pushing the crown past her parted lips. “And don’t get any ideas about doing a bobbit! I still have my knife.”
Slowly she swallowed more and more of his length, craning her neck to make entry more comfortable, until his hairy nut sac tickled her cheeks. He rocked back and forth, nearly taking his cock all the way out before pushing it back in, moaning each time his balls brushed her cheeks. She gagged with each thrust, the saliva dripping from her mouth, unable to swallow it. The more she coughed the harder he thrust.
He leaned over her naked torso, breathing in the scent of her aroused pussy, before pushing his face into her neatly trimmed blonde cunt.
“Mmfff!” she moaned, her face full of his manhood, as she felt his tongue invade her gash.
He licked from her clit to her ass, then shoved his tongue between the bedewed lips of her puss. “ You taste good, bitch, especially after working up a sweat!” he said before spreading her lips and shoving his tongue deeper still.
Her body’s needs were betraying her. Here she was, being orally raped and her vaginal passage violated and she was enjoying it. How disgusting I am, she thought, but still sucked voraciously at this strange cock as it tried to force its way down her throat.
“You’re liking this aren’t you, girl?” he asked, as if he could read her mind.
“Mmm Hmm!” was all she could muster as an answer.
He returned to her engorged clit and sucked it and the surrounding tissue into his mouth, rasping the tip with his tongue.
She began bucking her hips up toward his face in time with his thrusts into her mouth.
“Mmmm! MMMM! AAAnnnggghh!” she screamed into his cock as she orgasmed, leaking her juices onto his face and into his mouth.
Now it was his turn. “I’m cumming, bitch! Swallow it!” he grunted as his cock spasmed and shot his hot salty syrup down his captives throat. “That’s it! Eat my jizz!”
He pulled out in time to squirt the last of his semen onto her turgid nipples. “Thanks for the ride, bitch! Maybe we can do this again some time!” he said, gathering up his clothes, and her panties, and disappearing into the underbrush.
How long she sat there, she did not know. She just sat, in a daze, staring at the tattered clothing her assailant had left behind.
“Are you alright miss?” the soft voice said.
Pulled from her trancelike state, she tried to cover her bare breasts.
“Here! Take this! It’ll keep you warmer until we can get you something to wear.” he said, offering her his oversized sweatshirt. She pulled it on and stood on unsteady feet.
“We need to get you warmed up and call the police!” he said in a soothing, gentle voice, as she slumped against his tall, thin figure. “My place is right around the corner. We can call from there. Oh, by the way, my name‘s Rob.”
“Uh! O.K.” she said as he held her up and they walked from the scene, to his apartment, only a block away.
Once inside, he helped her to the couch and went to the kitchen to get her something warm to drink. Returning, he saw her curled up on the couch, her bare legs tucked under her butt and the sweatshirt pulled over her knees. “Thank you for your help.” she whispered as he handed her a mug of strong tea.
“Sorry, I’m not a coffee drinker but I thought this might do.” ,he said as he sat down next to her.
“This is fine.” she replied, drinking the dark liquid.
He tried to make small talk, but her answers were short, not leading into any kind of dialogue, so, after a short while, he gave up trying.
The silence was awkward. He got up and said, “Let me see what I’ve got that you can change into. Since I’m not a cross dresser, it won’t be very feminine, but I’ll do my best.”
He smiled as he left the room. She drank more of the warm tea, enjoying the sensation it gave her as it went down her throat.
The man returned with a pair of cargo shorts. Handing them to her, he said, “You can try these on if you like.”
“Thanks” she said as she stood up. “I’m feeling kind of dizzy” she said as she sat down again.
“Tell you what! Why don’t I call the cops.” he said as he left the room again.
She sat, feeling more and more dizzy. ‘I don’t understand’, she thought, ‘I was fine this morning. And all the guy did was force me to give him a blowjob. And to top it off, he ate me until I came too. How could that make me feel so light headed?’
Just then her rescuer reappeared at the doorway to the living room. Beside him was another man. “This is Tom. I understand, you two are acquainted.”
She looked at Rob, not seeming to comprehend. “We are?” she said
“Maybe you don’t recognize me” Tom said.
“I’m afraid, I don’t” she replied
“Maybe this will help.” Tom said as he stepped forward, standing in front of her. He dropped his pants, revealing his 7 inch long, rock hard, sharply curved cock, waving it in front of her face. “Now do you recognize me?”
Recoiling in surprise, she tried to get away, but found it difficult to move.
“Roofies do it every time, buddy!” Rob said as he stripped off his clothes.
“You…you drugged me?” she stammered.
“Yup! Wasn’t sure you would co-operate when you two got reacquainted.”
Tom reached out and pulled the sweatshirt over her head. She didn’t resist, in fact, she was admiring the size of her assailants equipment. The thoughts of what they were going to do excited her a little, making her wet. At the same time, the thoughts of trying to accommodate these men was a little frightening.
“Tom tells me you’re quite good at cock sucking. Is that true?” Rob asked, waving his stiff prick in the blonde’s face.
She looked silently at his long, thick penis, then up at Rob, then back at the stiff prick, her mouth slack. He took this as a yes, and pressed the spongy pink-purple head against her lips, smearing a droplet of pre-cum on them as he pushed past her teeth, filling her mouth with his manhood.
In the meantime, Tom had dropped to the floor, pulling her knees apart, exposing the pink folds of her shaved pussy. Lowering his face, he breathed in the scent of her, as he gave her a long, wet doggy kiss along the entire length of her crack.
She squirmed away, although she couldn’t get far, and Tom’s tongue, long and thin, like his cock, never lost contact with the smooth skin of her naked twat. “You taste just as good as you did in the park, girl” he said, just before he plunged his tongue deep into her musky folds.
“Mmmm!” she mumbled, her face now full of Bob’s pulsing prick. Almost involuntarily, she pulled her legs further apart, bringing them up toward her chest, giving Tom better access. Tom wasted no time, spreading her pussy flesh and pushing his face into the moistness as he tongue fucked the helpless girl. He even wormed a finger into her asshole as he slurped and sucked the sweet-sour pussy cream from her freshening cunt. Her hips began to slide up and down, wiping the scented sauce onto his chin, lips and nose.
By now Bob had fed her most of his length, and was sawing in and out of her mouth, holding her head in place, and smiling as she coped with his sizeable girth. Every now and then he would push a little too far and she would gag as she tried to swallow the vast amounts of saliva. She had copious amounts of drool dripping from her chin onto her ample cleavage and down onto her belly.
She was getting ever closer to coming as Tom had latched onto her clit and was milking the little fleshy bud as his fingers slid in and out of her sopping cunt and well lubricated sphincter.
Bob, too was close. His moans were getting louder and longer as he plunged his dick in and out of her face, his balls slapping her on the chin as he urged her to suck harder.
He tensed, grunted, his grip on her hair tightened. Ohhfuck! I’m cumming” he shouted as the first jet of sperm spewed out of his cockhead, landing in the back of her throat, followed by two more.
Tom’s ministrations to her pussy took their toll and she came as Bob was finishing.
“Annngh! Aaaahnnngh! She gagged as her pussy began spasming, sending shockwaves throughout her petite body. Pulling free of Bob’s still pulsating manhood she watched as the last squirt flew into the air and landed in a long string stretching from her forehead to her nose as her cunt continued to contract. “Ohhhh! Aaaaah! OhmyGod!” she screamed, clamping her legs tightly to Tom’s head. As her climax subsided she loosened the grip on Tom’s face and he got up onto his feet. He and Bob picked up the girl and carried her to the bedroom where Tom laid onto his back. Bob arranged her on top of Tom and he slid his long curved prick easily in between the puffy lips of her freshly moistened cunny.
Rocking his hips as he held her up by placing his hands on her tits, the helmet of his penis rubbed against her g-spot, making her moan with pleasure each time he thrust deep within her. Bob wiped the string of cum from her face and smeared it onto his cock, then took over holding the limp girl up while his friend drilled deep within her womb, the exaggerated curve of his cock maintaining contact with her g-spot. “Ohhhh! Yess! Feels so ….fucking good!” she crooned , Tom fucking up into her as Bob kissed her neck and kneaded her nipples, gently tweaking them between his thumbs and forefingers.
“Oooooh! Mmmm! Ohh God! Ohhh Fuck!”
Bob’s manhood was reawakening and he rubbed his cock up and down the crack of the girls ass as he continued to twist and pinch her tits. When it had fully hardened, he pushed it against her rear. The head, already lubricated with cum, slid in with little effort.
The girl, dangerously close to another orgasm, welcomed the additional stimulation.
“Ohhh! Ohmyfucking God! Ahhh! AAAAHHH!” she screamed as the inner walls of her pussy pulsated around Tom’s cock. He felt a flood of warm liquid envelope his cuckold, travel down his shaft and onto his bloated balls. He leaned up and sucked greedily on her left nipple, mauling the other breast with his free hand as his friend buried himself deep in her ass. The two men established a rhythm, Tom plunging in while Bob pulled out, then Bob burying his cock as Tom pulled all but his crown out of her sopping cunt.
All this time the poor girl was babbling incoherently, as her captors ravaged her petite body. Tom came first, grunting as he chewed on her nipple, spitting his semen into the entire length of her clasping cooze. The girl came again, farting pussy juice as she screamed out yet another gut wrenching orgasm. Finally Bob, giving in to the tightness of her anal ring, disgorged the contents of his cock and balls into her rear passage.
The three collapsed in a heap on the bed, all panting heavily with the exertion of their just completed menage a trois. Finally Bob whispered in her ear, “Happy Birthday, sweetheart!”
“It has been so far!”, she said. “But how are you going to top this?”

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It started at the nudist beach

Those readers who have enjoyed my earlier, somewhat violent and sadistic stories, might be disappointed by this purely sexual story. But then again, I know that many people do not like the cruelty I’ve previously written of, and may enjoy this story more.
The other thing that I might mention is that, after the moderators treated me so shabbily at the time of posting my last story, I vowed never to write again. I have in fact abstained for well over a year, however have written this one for all of those lovely people who have asked me to write more.
This story has of course, no basis in reality, it is just pure fantasy about the way I might have been, had life thrown up different circumstances. (Sigh)
But now to the story:
Rob was one of those men who, while truly loving his wife, nevertheless got a thrill from seeing her being degraded and made cheap and sluttish.
Her husband’s perversion began to be shown to Yvonne almost as soon as they were married. Her husband wanted her to wear shorter and shorter skirts, tighter and more revealing tops, and on the beach to actually go topless so that men could ogle her naked breasts. Initially she worried that Rob had stopped loving her. Her understanding of love was that a husband is normally jealous of his wife’s purity and chastity, rather than wanting to show her off.
When Yvonne mentioned her fears, Rob explained to her that rather than his love lessening in any way, his pride in Yvonne, when he saw men perving on her, served to make him love her all the more. This all seemed a little strange to Yvonne, but she soon noticed that if she flirted or showed herself off in some way, her husband loved it and was so very loving towards her afterwards.
Straight away, Yvonne began to respond to her husband’s prompting. She began to wear very short skirts and very revealing clothes, and found that it was certainly not unpleasant to have men looking admiringly, and even lustfully towards her.
This state of affairs had developed so rapidly that Rob and Yvonne had been married just on a month when an event occurred that pushed things much, much further.
Rob had long known of a nudist beach some distance away. He had checking it out several times and knew that while some couples did sunbathe nude, it was mainly frequented by men who no doubt only went there to perv on the limited number of women.
One particular hot and sunny day, Rob and Yvonne decided to go to the beach. Rob told his wife about the nudist beach, and suggested that they go there.
Yvonne, although she had slid her top off while sunbathing, had never thought of removing all of her clothing, and she felt both embarrassed, but also excited, at the thought. She knew that her husband would be thrilled to show her off in that manner, and after hesitating for just a moment or two, she agreed.
On arriving at the beach, Yvonne felt that she was almost blushing as they walked together over the sand. She had kept her eyes downcast but was aware that there were only two other couples, and in each case the woman was simply lying topless and sunbathing.
Rob seemed to know exactly where he was going, he led his blushing bride along the beach and past a large outcrop of rocks. Past these rocks there were just a handful of people, and with a shy and very brief scan around her, Yvonne could see that they were all men and that she was the only female in that area.
Yvonne wore a little pair of shorts along with a skimpy little top through which her nipples bulged prominently. She felt that all of the men were looking her over and anticipating the nakedness of her small breasts when she took her top off. At that thought she felt flustered, embarrassed, excited, and very definitely sexy.
They spread out the towels on the sand, and Rob immediately stripped off his shorts and t-shirt to be completely naked. Yvonne looked at his body and saw his cock verging on being hard, no doubt at the thought of all of these men viewing his wife’s nakedness.
Yvonne sat on the towel, too embarrassed to undress, and too embarrassed to look about her. Rob looked at her expectantly, then, realising his wife’s shyness, he leaned over and, taking hold of the bottom of his wife’s little white top, he pulled it up over her head and tossed it onto the sand.
Yvonne’s small, but round and firm breasts swayed naked on her chest. She felt a little tremor shudder through her body. She knew that all of the men, would be looking and admiring her.
“You’re fabulous,” Rob said admiringly. He then told Yvonne to lean back on her elbows rather than lie down on the beach towel ……. “so everyone can have a good perv over you.”
Yvonne did as her husband suggested. Her shoulders going back and her breasts naturally thrusting forward as she leaned back on her elbows in a semi-reclining position.
With closed eyes, Yvonne tipped her head back so that her thick, dark hair fell luxuriously over her shoulders. She felt the warm sun soaking her half undressed body, and felt so sexually sensual.
Rob glanced around and noted almost everyone looking in their direction. There were two men together just seven or eight yards away, and another five individual men dotted around the beach. Rob had intentionally selected a spot right in the middle and fairly close the the couple of men who were together. These latter two were looking in his direction so he smiled towards them and nodded his head in a friendly manner.
“Isn’t this fucking great,” he thought to himself as he looked at his young wife’s naked breasts fully on display.
It was only a minute or two later, when the two men, who all the while had been quite wantonly viewing Yvonne’s semi-nakedness, got up off the sand and began strolling towards where Rob and Yvonne had settled. The men, when within a couple of yards, briefly glanced away from Yvonne and encountered Rob’s eye. Rob grinned broadly at the men and gave a friendly nod of his head. This seemed to assure the two men that Rob was quite amenable to them having a good look at Yvonne, and they almost stopped for a moment or two at Yvonne’s feet, and gazed down admiringly at her naked breasts and lovely shoulders and body.
Yvonne, sensing the men’s nearby presence, lifted her head and found herself looking directly into the men’s grinning faces. Her face flushed red as she lowered her eyes in embarrassment, however she maintained her position under the men’s lustful gaze.
The men continued on their way along the beach, but made it obvious that their only intention had been to perv on Yvonne’s breasts, when they stopped a short way off, paused for a moment, then came walking back for another look, once more pausing at her feet to gloat at the sight.
“Oh my God,” Yvonne whispered to Rob after the men had passed, “they certainly didn’t mind taking a good look.”
Rob chuckled, “they certainly liked what they saw,” he said, then went on to tease Yvonne about how she had blushed so much under the men’s gaze.
It was then that they noticed another man get up from his position and begin to saunter up the beach towards them.
Obviously, this man had been encouraged by the brazenness of the first couple of men who had come to view Yvonne’s naked, and splendid, breasts.
Unlike the first men, who it could have been argued where just stretching their legs, this man, perhaps in his late fifties and somewhat scrawny looking, was walking straight up the beach towards them, and much more obviously intent on coming purely for a look.
Yvonne closed her eyes and once more let her head tip back slightly as she soaked up the sunshine. This time she was intent not to encounter the gaze of her admirer.
Again Rob grinned and nodded in a friendly manner as this old perv came right to their feet and gloated at Yvonne’s nakedness as he sauntered ever so slowly by.
Having had a good look, the guy made a sharp turn and headed straight back to where he’d come from on the beach, thus making it quite obvious that he’d just walked up to Yvonne to perv on her naked breasts.
Rob suddenly wished that Yvonne had been totally naked for these three men who’d perved over her breasts.
“What about taking off your shorts,” he suggested to his wife.
“Goodness!” Yvonne exclaimed, “don’t you think they’re seeing enough.”
“Just think of how you would have felt with those men looking at you if you’d been totally naked,” her husband said excitedly, “they’re obviously just perverts here to lust over you.”
Rob knew that Yvonne would be too embarrassed to strip naked herself, so he got up on his knees and leaned over to undo the button and zipper of his wife’s shorts.
Yvonne lifted her head and watched Rob fumbling with her shorts. Rob noted with delight that she offered no resistance.
Undoing the button, Rob began to pull at his wife’s shorts. Yvonne lifted her backside slightly, and the shorts came sliding down over her legs.
Rob followed up by pulling Yvonne’s little pair of panties down and then pulled both items of clothing off over her feet so that she was now totally naked.
“Oh darling,” Yvonne softly murmured, “this is so very wrong.”
“It’s so very right,” Rob countered, “you’re going to be a dirty little slut and show yourself off like a fucking whore.”
“Oh my God!” Yvonne exclaimed. It was the first time that Rob had ever said such degrading and filthy things about her, but she felt so excitedly sexy and knew that she really was being a slut by showing herself off in this way.
Rob looked across at his lovely, young wife, as naked as the day she was born, with her beautiful round firm breasts fully on display, her gorgeous legs naked and her tiny triangle of trimmed hair peeping at the top of her legs which she kept firmly together.
Getting up on his knees, Rob leaned over his wife and taking each of her ankles, spread her legs some three feet apart. He then slipped a hand under first one knee and then the other, and lifted his wife’s knees up and splayed them outwards so that she was in such a position that she might adopt while being fucked, and with her cunt now gaping beautifully between her naked thighs.
“Oh darling,” Yvonne once more moaned softly, “this is so very wrong, and so very bad.”
Rob knew from the tone of his wife’s voice, and the way that she said this, that she certainly wasn’t complaining or resisting in any way. It was more of a lustful submission to what he was doing with her.
“Mmm, sweetheart,” Rob responded with loving affection, “you look like a filthy harlot in that position.”
Yvonne had been looking down across her naked body, at her parted legs with knees in the air and splayed apart, at her gaping pussy. She turned her head towards Rob and gave a start as she saw that the older man who had just been up to perv on her naked breasts, had silently walked up to them once more, and was standing right next to them.
The lecherous old pervert was now grinning broadly, having heard Rob’s words that Yvonne looked like a harlot. He moved to just near Yvonne’s feet and stood gazing at her lovely, naked thighs and her gaping cunt which was showing signs of wetness.
Yvonne, in her extreme embarrassment and shame, kept her eyes lowered, looking at the man’s thin, hairy legs, and attracted by the large, semi-rigid cock that swayed out from between his loins.
Instinctively, Yvonne closed her knees together, but her husband immediately leaned over and gently parted them again to display her gaping cunt once more.
This latter action of Rob, in spreading his wife’s thighs, showed beyond doubt to the old perv, that Yvonne was there to be seen and to be gloated over.
The guy immediately put his hand to his cock and asked, “Where’d you find this slut?”
“She’s my wife,” Rob answered proudly.
“Really!” the old guy exclaimed with obvious surprise. He didn’t elaborate on what he thought though, and just continued to gloat over the lewdness of Yvonne’s lascivious pose.
“Do you share her?” the old guy eventually asked.
This question took Rob by surprise and he hesitated without answering. Wild perverted ideas raced through his mind, and it wasn’t until he saw Yvonne looking at him with a horrified look that he muttered an answer of “no.”
The old pervert continued to lust over Yvonne before then giving a grunt and walking away without a further word.
“Oh God!” I feel so dirty, as if I’d been molested by his eyes and his thoughts,” Yvonne said with a shudder.
“Yes,” Rob responded with a mocking laugh, “and that’s why your cunt is so wet and you couldn’t take your eyes off his cock.”
Just then, Rob, who had been glancing about, noticed a guy who had moved closer to them and was directly in front some twenty yards away. Poking out from under this guy’s beach towel, was the unmistakable shape of a zoom camera lens.
For just a moment, the thought of Yvonne being captured on film, sent a thrill through Rob’s brain. He then thought that he too might be captured on film and frowned at the thought of perhaps being posted on some sex site on the internet. While the idea of his wife being displayed to the entire world excited him, Rob didn’t want himself so displayed.
He immediately got to his feet and moved off towards the guy.
“Where are you going?” Yvonne asked in a panic at the thought of being left alone.
Rob ignored her, and approached the guy who, as soon as he saw Rob heading in his direction, had pulled the towel down to hide the camera.
“Hi,” Rob said in a friendly manner as he dropped down onto his knees next to the guy.
“Hi,” the man answered in a suspicious and slightly flustered manner, no doubt because he wondered if he’d been caught at snapping the photos that he had indeed taken.
“I’m happy with you taking photos of my wife, but I don’t want myself in them if you’re going to post them on the net or anything like that,” Rob said cheerily.
The guy immediately seemed to relax a bit, and Rob mentioned that his camera looked like it had a “decent sort of a zoom lens on it.”
“x500,” the guy said with a hint of pride.
“Wow,” Rob grinned, “that would bring things up nice and close. Can I have a look at how my wife looks?”
The guy momentarily seemed suspicious again. He hadn’t actually admitted to having taken photos, but after a second’s consideration he lifted the towel and got his last photo up on the screen of the camera.
Rob looked at it, and saw Yvonne’s image, as if she had been photographed from close range. Her knees were up and apart and she was looking up at the old perv who had stood, also stark naked, right in front of her.
“Fuck, she came up all right with your zoom,” Rob said enthusiastically, then added as he looked at the camera’s controls, “how do I go back?”
He needed no instruction though, as he’d pushed the arrow button and saw the previous shot of Yvonne with legs nicely parted.
Trawling back through the photos, he viewed some thirty or more pictures of Yvonne in her nakedness.
“Some great shots there,” he said with a grin as he handed the camera back. “Her cunt doesn’t show from here though, you’re welcome to come and get some close ups of her if you want.”
Yvonne had all of this time watched her husband with some anxiety. She had pulled a towel up to cover her nakedness, and sat with arms clutching the towel.
Now, seeing her husband approach with the man holding the camera, she felt a nervous tremor run through her body, but at the same time she felt relief that Rob would be back alongside her.
“This guy wants to take some pornographic photos of you,” Rob announced cheerily by way of some sort of introduction between Yvonne and the guy.
Rob pulled the towel away and instructed his wife to lie back, at the same time spreading her legs and lifting her knees once more.
The guy began to eagerly click away with his camera, taking dozens of photos from every conceivable angle.
“Zoom right in on her cunt if you want,” Rob suggested. He then got Yvonne to use her fingers in spreading her cunt a little more.
Seeing what was going on, every guy on the beach now came, a few others also armed with cameras, and Yvonne was soon the centre of attention with men jostling all around her to get a good view or good photos of Yvonne’s body, tits, cunt, legs, ass, or just her lovely face.
Yvonne was initially overwhelmed with shame at being naked amidst all of these guys whose cocks were all now ranging from semi-rigid through to huge, erect, cum dribbling monsters.
The men were so nice to her though, that she soon began to relax and thrilled all the more to being so brazenly sluttish for the battery of cameras. She noticed actually, that in addressing her directly, the men were all so nice – “slip your fingers in your cunt sweetheart” – ” tip your head back a little darling” – “lift your legs into the air sweetie.” While any word about her addressed to her husband was invariably somewhat crude – “do you share the slut around?” – “does the bitch take it up the ass?” – “get the dirty whore to kneel on all fours with her ass in the air” – “does the slut play around?”
Yvonne’s cunt was absolutely dribbling, with little riverlets of her juices now and then trickling down from her wet cunt.
Eventually, with each camera filled with literally hundreds of porno pics of Yvonne, and one guy having actually masturbated while watching Yvonne, the crowd dispersed, with the photographers packing up and heading home to download their booty and no doubt boast to work colleagues, friends and all and sundry, about the sensational thing that had happened to them.
There were just two older guys, perhaps in their late fifties, that seemed to loiter about. Then when the last of the others had gone, one of them said to Rob, “my apartment is just up the road, perhaps you and I and this other guy could have a fucking session and film it all?” Then he added that he also had a collection of dildos, vibrators and a vacuum device for nipples and tits, along with bondage equipment, and video equipment.
Rob, whose lust was already at a fever level, felt his already hard cock swell even further. He understood it that the guy had meant that all three of them fuck his wife. He looked at Yvonne who was still stark naked but standing now. She had obviously heard the guy’s suggestion, as it was directed to them both, however she remained with a completely relaxed look on her face as if the suggestion had been no more than that they have a cup of coffee.
Still looking at his wife, and wondering that she remained so calm at such a suggestion, Rob replied that “it sounds tempting.”
Yvonne’s look had been somewhat dreamy but now he caught her eye directly. He was sure there was the hint of a smile with the corners of her mouth curving almost imperceptibly and a certain light coming into her eyes. Certainly she had given no indication that she wasn’t amenable to the idea.
“She’s never done it before ….. we’ve only been married a few weeks,” Rob now said with a smile, and by his words indicated that he would be willing if his wife was.
“A few weeks?” both guys exclaimed together. That news really excited them, and one said, “that makes it all the more exciting that we’d be fucking your new bride.”
So now there could be no misinterpretation by either Rob or Yvonne – it would be a gang bang with all three of them fucking her.
“All right. I think she needs a good three way fucking,” Rob said lustfully.
He had been watching his wife intently and a little nervously as he said this. He saw her swallow and noticed that her lips parted a little, but other than that she gave no indication, although Rob was sure that that pleased smile still played about her mouth.
They all left the beach, and Rob said that they’d follow the guy’s car.
About to get into their own car, Yvonne and Rob embraced and kissed passionately.
“You were magnificent,” Rob lovingly told Yvonne.
“I can hardly believe what we did,” Yvonne replied, smiling up at Rob.
“…. or what we’re about to do,” her husband added excitedly.
They got in the car and moments later drove slowly off behind the men in the car in front.
The apartment was indeed just up the road as the guy had said.
They parked the car, and Rob turned to Yvonne, “are you ready?’ he asked excitedly.
“Yes,” Yvonne answered unhesitatingly.
“Ready to be fucked by these two guys whose names we don’t even know?” Rob ecstatically continued.
“Yes, yes,” Yvonne answered, feeling herself becoming even more lustful at Rob’s specific questions which she knew were exciting him also.
“You really are a dirty, fucking slut,” Rob told his wife lovingly, almost panting with animal carnality.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” Yvonne moaned with licentious desire.
Yvonne and Rob, lovingly hand in hand, followed the two men up the path, up a flight of stairs, and were then waiting, hearts beating fast, as the guy opened the door to the unit.
They were led in and straight through to a bedroom where there was a large king sized bed.
Rob’s heart was racing and his mouth was dry. This is it, he thought to himself, Yvonne is going to be fucked and used by these two guys.
There were no formalities, no preliminaries, no foreplay as it were. On entering the bedroom, both guys turned to Yvonne and began rapidly undressing her, not that she had much on, just her little top, her shorts, and a pair of panties.
It took maybe thirty seconds and she was naked.
The guys had their clothes off even faster, and their big, hard cocks swayed out in front of them.
“Up on the bed,” one guy told Yvonne as he climbed onto the mattress and pulled her up after him.
He lay her down and then straddled her head, directing his big, hard, cum dribbling cock towards her mouth.
Yvonne held the cock at its base and slid her lips over the big, round head of it, working her tongue around and around before taking the cock right into her mouth and right back to the entrance to her throat.
The other guy was now between Yvonne’s parted legs and his cock entered her warm, wet, slippery cunt, sliding right up deep within her.
“Ah …. the fucking slut was certainly ready for this,” the guy fucking her groaned lustfully as Yvonne moved her hips in unison to his fucking, and while she sucked lovingly on the other guy’s cock.
“Yes,” Rob, who had also stripped and had begun stroking his raging cock, agreed. “The dirty fucking bitch needs to be fucked stupid.”
Yvonne only sucked on the guy’s cock for a minute before he pulled away with a groan of sheer lust. “Oo, you fucking little whore, you’d have me cum down your throat in no time if you kept on like that.”
Both guys climbed off the bed. “Now then you dirty little tramp,” the guy who owned the unit told Yvonne with a leer, “I’m going to try out all of my sex toys on you before you get our cum.”
Yvonne smiled serenely.
“First we’ll shackle you up so that you’re completely helpless,” the guy told Yvonne as he sorted out some restraints.
“Now then, give us your arms,” she was told as the two men stood either side of her. She smilingly held out her arms to be fastened into the restraints, and she watched as the leather straps were buckled firmly around her wrists.
Her arms were then stretched back over her shoulders and affixed to the bed head.
“How’s that feel?, she was laughingly asked as the men next pushed a number of pillows under her ass and hips.
Yvonne just smiled up at the men without responding in words.
Her ankles were encircled in leather straps and she was told to lift her legs up high. She swung her legs upwards and the guys took one each and fastened the ankle straps onto chains that dangled from an iron loop fixed into the ceiling.
“How’s that feel?” she was again asked, and this time she answered with a single word, “helpless.”
The men chuckled wickedly. “Helpless is just how we want you,” they almost sneered. “Helpless to resist no matter what we do to you,” they laughed. “Helpless to stop us from using any sort of sex device on you, or doing anything we like with you.”
Rob had noticed two video cameras mounted in the corners of the room; these were set in action, and a hand held camera was given to Rob to use as he saw fit. He stroked his hard, lusting cock and thought to himself that the men could indeed do anything they wanted with his wife, and he would not stop them.
Yvonne’s cunt, which was nicely raised up on the pile of pillows, was lubed up and a large, vibrating dildo was eased right up into it. The dildo was shaped with a special vibrating pad that pushed nicely against the recipient’s clitoris, and as soon as it was switched on, Yvonne gave a little moan of pleasure as she felt it working on her most sensitive parts.
The men amused themselves playing with the controls, winding the level up and down, and laughing at every little cry of delight, and every sensuous stretching and movement of Yvonne’s body as the stimulating vibrations did their teasing work.
After a time, the owner of the apartment left the other guy to continue playing with Yvonne in that way, while he set up a suction pump ready to work on Yvonne’s small, firm breasts. As soon as it was ready and the pump was started, the transparent glass cups were placed over Yvonne’s nipples.
It took a bit of fiddling about to get the cups to seal properly, but once they did, Yvonne’s nipples began to bulge out nicely inside the cups, thus sealing firmly and allowing the vacuum pump to really start working and distend her nipples up inside the narrow tubes of each cup.
“There you are young lady,” the guy laughed, now you’re no more than a fucking cow in a milking shed.
Having organised the nipple pump to do its work, the guy asked Rob if he ass fucked his wife. On receiving an answer in the negative, he laughingly said that they’d soon change that virginal state of Yvonne’s ass-hole.
An amount of lubricant was injected up Yvonne’s ass, and an amount more smeared all around her hole. The guy then took a long, pink, flexible, cock shaped dildo, perhaps an inch in diameter, and slowly worked the end of it up into the slut’s hole, much to the wriggling of Yvonne as she hung there stretched out in her restraints.
Yvonne’s ass-hole, like her cunt, was nicely presented up in the air, thanks to the restraints holding her legs up and apart, and the pile of cushions lifting her hips nicely.
Rob, watching all of this, thrilled at the obscene sight of the large dildo up his wife’s cunt, the smaller, more flexible one being worked up her ass, and the vacuum cups on her nipples which were now beginning to distend nicely. He zoomed the video camera in to capture each wonderful operation on film.
Slowly, slowly the guy worked with the dildo on Yvonne’s ass, and as her hole loosened slightly he was able to slide more and more of the dildo up into her intestines.
The sensations that Yvonne was feeling were wonderful. Firstly, she felt so sexy just being stretched out and quite helpless in her restraining straps, secondly the vibrating dildo up her pussy, continued to send incredible feelings of delight through her body. The vacuum sucking relentlessly on her nipples gave a lovely feeling hard to describe, and the flexible dildo, being worked ever so slowly up into her innards, made her feel, on top of all of the other combined sensations, just wonderful.
Her nipples were now bulging to the diameter of the tubes into which they were slowly being pumped, and, as she lifted her head to look down at them, she saw that her nipples were now incredibly, some two inches long.
“How are you feeling slut?” one of the guys asked Yvonne, sticking his face right close to hers. She smiled up at him, “like a slut,” she replied softly.
“How’s her ass going?” the guy then asked his pal.
“She’s probably ready to take a bigger one now,” the other replied with some glee.
“Ha, ha,” the apartment owner chuckled, “I’ve something really special for the little whore,” and he produced an expandable dildo from a nearby drawer.
They eased the flexible rubber dildo out of Yvonne’s ass, and found that it had been worked almost ten inches up inside her tunnel.
Taking the bright purple expandable dildo, the flat base of which had a rubber tube connecting to a small, squeeze ball pump, they easily worked the relatively thin, four inches up into Yvonne’s ass-hole.
Once in place up her anus, the guy gave a couple of pumps of the squeeze ball, and immediately Yvonne gave a little gasp.
“What is that you’ve put up me?” she asked in a surprised tone.
“An inflatable dildo,” the guy laughed. “How’s it feel?”
Before she could answer, the guy gave another pump and Yvonne gave another gasp. “Now it feels like I need to go to the toilet,” Yvonne answered with a laugh.
“See if you can shit it out,” she was told.
Yvonne worked her muscles and slowly, but feeling her hole stretching incredibly, she managed to “shit” out the dildo.
“Fuck, look at that,” the guys exclaimed gleefully as the heavy duty balloon like bladder of the inflated dildo opened Yvonne’s anus fabulously. They then held it up so that she could see it, and she too marvelled at the size that she’d managed to pass. It was some two and a half inches around, although she knew that her hole would have squeezed the inflated bladder into a small “neck” as it came through.
The dildo was deflated, reinserted into her anus, blown up again, and Yvonne again “shit” it out.
“How’s it feel as it’s coming out?” the guys asked as they deflated the dildo and reinserted it up Yvonne’s ass.
“My God,” Yvonne laughed, “it feels like it’s stretching me to the limit.”
“It is,” they told her, “your hole is like stretched rubber as it opens out.
Again and again they had Yvonne pass the fat, inflated dildo, and soon, after some twenty tries, she found that she could push it out more easily.
By now, the guys considered that Yvonne’s nipples had probably swollen to as large as they would. The were indeed quite obscene – some three quarters of an inch in diameter, and just over two and a half inches long.
The vacuum system was now modified to pump up the breasts as well, and larger cups were slid down over the nipple tubes, special seals were fitted where the two joined, and now the pump was restarted.
Her nipples had already begun to lose the maximum size that they’d attained, but once the pump was restarted they quickly pumped up again, and now her breasts were beginning to fill the larger cups too.
Having arranged the nipple and breast pumping, the guys returned to Yvonne’s ass stretching, beginning to pump the purple bladder larger than before.
Now, each time it was pumped up, Yvonne gasped and exclaimed, “Oh my God,” or various expletives as her intestines were stretched. There was no need to consciously force it out now. Her muscles instinctively worked to expel the huge “shit” that it felt was inside her, and her anus stretched and gaped to huge proportions as the three inch bladder forced its way out each time that it was pumped up inside her.
They had done this a half dozen times when the guy controlling the vibrating dildo that was working on Yvonne’s cunt, handed the controller to Rob. “Here, you do this,” he said, I want to fuck the bitch-whore’s throat.”
Rob eagerly took over the controller, and immediately wound it right up to the maximum setting.
“Oo, oh, oh, arrr,” Yvonne started moaning as the vibrations emanating through her cunt made her feel so fabulous.
In the meantime, the guy who had previously worked the vibrator, shoved a thick cushion behind Yvonne’s shoulders so that her head now tipped right back to be almost upside-down. The guy positioned himself so that he could hold her head and fuck her mouth with her head now on the right angle so as to take his long, thick cock through her mouth and right on into and down her throat.
Soon Yvonne was alternately moaning and groaning with the lustful delight of the vibrator working almost continually at the maximum setting on her cunt, then gasping and moaning as the huge inflated bladder of the expandable dildo stretched her ass to incredible proportions. These two stimuli of her lustful moaning, were intermittently overcome by the violent gagging and choking as the guy forced his cock right down into her throat, and then her choking was invariably followed by uncontrollable fits of coughing after he withdrew his cock from her gullet.
On top of these conflicting sensations that totally filled her being, the vacuum pump continued to do its work, and had, by now, swollen Yvonne’s breasts to completely fill the quite large cups of the pumping device and fill her with such lovely sexual sensations.
Rob got some fantastic footage on the video camera, of his wife’s throat being absolutely gorged full of the guy’s huge cock. Footage that showed her being absolutely throttled and suffocated as the thick shaft of the cock slowly disappeared between her lips and showed up as a very definite bulge in her lovely neck. Her eyes watered and opened wide as she found herself unable to breathe, and her head shook and trembled on the cock as she had violent spasms of dry reaching as her body tried unsuccessfully to dislodge the massive cock that was choking her.
The guy didn’t persist with this throat fucking for long; he pulled out groaning with lust and saying that he would “drown the dirty, fucking whore with his cum, if he kept going.”
Once Yvonne had stopped her choking coughing and had regained her breath, the vibrating dildo up her cunt, which her husband had left wound up to maximum while he was busy videoing, began to drive her nearly wild with the fabulous, fantastic sensations that centred on her cunt. She groaned and moaned lustfully, twisting and flexing her body to what small amount her restraints would allow.
“Oh God, it’s beautiful,” she moaned as her hips pumped against the sensational vibrations of the dildo up her cunt.
She rapidly began to lose control, gasping and panting, moaning continuously until orgasmic sensations began to surge through her body.
“Ohhhhh, arrrrrrrrrr,” she gasped, her body swinging about on the leather straps that held her legs high in the air.
Her orgasm fully consumed her. She howled in a lustful delirium of delight. But then the fabulous sensations became so intense that she could take no more.
“Oh God, stop, stop, wait a moment, ohhhhh it’s too much to take,” she wailed in an absolute paroxysm of excruciatingly lustful rapture.
But of course the three men didn’t let up in stimulating Yvonne as much as they possibly could, and they watched enthralled at the wild ravings and writhing of this slut so fantastically experiencing the absolute pinnacle of physical, sexual delight.
Yvonne’s cunt was continually dribbling her juices out, down over her thighs and soaking the sheets of the bed. Eventually though, after some minutes of being in that fantastic state of extreme rapture, she seemed to come through it, and, although her body was still wonderfully full of fantastic sexual feelings, her orgasm lessened and she seemed to regain a degree of normal mental sensability once more.
One of the guys now leered into her face which was covered with a dampness of tiny beads of sweat, such had been the violence of the fantastic orgasm which had wracked her body for so long.
“Do you know what real sluts do, you stupid fucking bitch?” he asked.
Yvonne, still panting lustfully and her eyes still dazed, not knowing what the guy was meaning, shook her head in the negative.
The guy grinned an evil grin. “Real sluts get fucked up their ass,” he told Yvonne, then he positioned himself and, as the inflated bladder of the expandable dildo forced its way out of Yvonne’s body, he located his cock in her now stretched and gaping ass-hole, and slowly slid the whole nine inches of his thick, heavy cock right up into her anal duct.
The other guy, not needed to continue his work in fucking the slut with the blow up dildo, took up a position over Yvonne’s head and began fucking her mouth and forcing his thick, long cock down her gullet.
Rob, absolutely thrilled at the sight of his young wife being double fucked in that way, began to work his hand in Yvonne’s sloppy cunt, easily sliding four fingers up her, and working and working until the main knuckles of his hand entered right into his wife’s cunt. Lots of twisting, turning and pressing irresistably forward, soon had a thumb in as well, and then, with Yvonne’s cunt stretched wide open, his entire fist slipped up inside her cunt.
Under the combined sensations of having her ass-hole deeply fucked, her cunt with Rob’s clenched fist continually pulling out, and then pushing back inside her body, and with her mouth and throat being slowly fucked, Yvonne’s body, which had never left the stage of just verging on another wracking orgasm, entered that fantastic state once more and was totally consumed by fabulous, and so sensationally delicious as to be unbearable, orgasmic sensations that reduced her to a raving half-wit as her mind was totally overcome by her physical rapture.
The three men managed to keep Yvonne in that wild, heavenly state for five or six minutes after which time her mind and body were so spent as to leave her a writhing, panting, gasping, moaning wreck.
Under such fabulous circumstances, the two men fucking ass and mouth, let their passions run wild until each of them climaxing and pouring huge amounts of cum into Yvonne’s body, leaving her ass-hole a sloppy cum-filled cavity, and her mouth full of cum which she gulped down greedily.
Rob, seeing what was happening, could no longer contain himself, and, pulling his clenched fist slurping and squelching from his wife’s cunt, masturbated over her face until his cum gushed forth and covered her face with the gooey mess of his sperm.

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