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The Cove Ch3

Jackie admits to watching Amber and Will’s short-lived sexual tryst, and Amber offers up her boyfriend’s skillful tongue for her Mistress’ pleasure.

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Sarah and Deadeye… second meeting. Part 3: Back to the Hotel.

Deadeye and Sarah returned to the hotel and went back to the room. Deadeye stopped Sarah just inside the door and told her to undress. She did. He again marveled at her beautiful little 95 pound, 5’ body. Her skin was almost glowing and she was so turned on that there was a light pink flush across the top of her chest. Her pussy, however, was dripping. It was so wet that the lips glistened like dew on a bright summer’s morning.
“Get on the bed”, Deadeye ordered. As she clambered up onto it, Deadeye went to the bag and got out the rope and handcuffs. He went to the bed and took her left hand, put the handcuffs on it and then attached it to the bedpost. He did the same to her right hand. Then he took the rope and tied it to her right ankle, looped the rope around the end of the bottom of the mattress and back up to the other side to tie it to the left ankle. She was restricted spread-eagle.
“Now” Deadeye said when all that was complete. “Let’s see what’s on TV” and he looked at Sarah. She was looking at him with that pleading “let me cum” look. He was going to make her wait for a little longer.
He went to the bag and took out the vibrating egg, but kept it from her sight. He then sat down on the bed on Sarah’s right side and starting changing channels. He put the egg on the floor for future use. He took the remote in his right hand and with his left he slowly played his fingertips over her stomach. She groaned as soon as his finger touched her. He ran them close to her pussy, just covering her little landing strip, but not touching her lips or clit. He wanted to make her wait and wait and then cum a fucking river. He found a baseball game on and acted like he was watching. He put down the remote to have both hands free. He kept running his left hand over her stomach and pubic mound. Sarah was moaning and squirming. After about 20 minutes of this, she could be quiet no longer.
“Please, master, I really, really need to cuuummmm!” she said plaintively.
“All in good time, my little slut. I’m going to play for a while, and then you will explode… as will I”.
“Oooohhhhh” she moaned in way of protest, but also anticipation.
Deadeye finally ran his hand up over her nipples and got a “Ooohhhh, g.g.. god!” from Sarah. She had been turned on for a couple of hours now and hadn’t cum since the bathroom enema. Deadeye decided that it was time to make her cum hard.
He reached down and ran his hand into her pussy. It was so wet that she was leaking onto the bed. He rubbed her slit and lightly ran one finger over her clit. “Oh, oh, oh” Sarah moaned and thrust her hips up at his hand as he took it away. She whimpered at that.
Deadeye reached down and picked up the egg. It was one of the kind that had a wire leading to a remote control. He kept it hidden from her and ran his left hand up over her tits. She was moaning and had her eyes closed, so he took the egg and moved his right hand down to her pussy. She felt the shift in his weight on the bed, but didn’t open her eyes. It looked like she was just hoping for something. Deadeye held the egg several inches from her pussy.
“Are you ready to cum now?” he asked.
“Yes” she quickly responded. “Oh, yes, please master, make your slave cum!”
With that, Deadeye quickly shoved the egg into her pussy. He wasn’t even sure she would recognize what it was until he turned it on. She looked down questioningly, but didn’t say anything. He continued circling her nipples with his left hand and moved his right down to the butt plug. He started playfully moving the butt plug around, twisting it and turning it around in her ass. Sarah starting squirming and letting loose with “Oh, yes” and “Yes, master” and finally, “Harder, master”. Deadeye took that as the sign to make her cum. He took his left hand off her tits and starting running his finger around her clit and with his right he hit the “On” button for the egg, which was set to high.
The instant the egg came on, with the clit rubbing also going on, Sarah screamed “Oh, shit! I’m cumming!” and went off just like Deadeye had hoped. She started thrashing and jerking and lifting her hips up as high as she could. She was yelling now “Oh, fuck… oh, fuck… oh, fuck yes!” and it was at least 30 seconds before she could stop the initial jerking and lower her hips. Deadeye stopped rubbing her clit for a second and turned the egg off. He waited until she started to relax after that first cum and then did it again. He mashed her clit with his thumb and hit the switch on the egg. She immediately started jerking and building toward another climax, only this one really fast. Once again she started the “Oh, fuck”s and lifted her hips up to meet her invisible fucker. She took another 30 seconds for this orgasm, but then finally calmed down and Deadeye stopped everything. He reached down and followed the string of the egg to pull it out and set it down. He looked up at Sarah. She was lying there with her eyes closed and a very satisfied grin on her face. Her nipples were still erect, and there was a light sheen of sweat on her chest, even though it was cool in the room. Her pussy was completely soaked and engorged with blood. Her lips were just starting to lose their dark burgundy color.
Finally, she opened her eyes and Deadeye saw her smile at him. “Oh… my… god.” Sarah muttered to him. “That was the most fantastic cum I’ve ever had in my life, master. You teased me until it was such a wonderful release. And you know I love to be teased. Thank you, master.”
“You are welcome, my multi-orgasmic slave. And to show your appreciation, you will now present me with that tight little rosebud you call an asshole.”
Sarah grinned. “Yes, of course, master, my tits, my ass, my pussy, my mouth, are all yours.”
Deadeye untied Sarah’s ankles from the bed and climbed up between her legs, lifting her legs up to her chest. Her completely soaked pussy and ass were on rude display. There was a large wet spot on the bed where her pre and post cum juices had flowed. He ran his finger down her slit to her ass and slowly removed the butt plug, making sure to elicit a groan from Sarah. He rubbed all the juices he could onto her asshole, inserting first one and then, very slowly, a second finger.
“Yes, master, open my ass up for your cock.” Sarah responded.
Her little asshole slowly opened for both fingers. He watched as he slowly worked his two fingers back and forth, her ass resisting the movement in both directions. Her pussy was still leaking. She was either already really turned on again or still leaking from before, or maybe both. Whatever it was, Deadeye watched her closely as he readied her for his dick. She closed her eyes again and yielded completely to her sexual hunger. She moaned and rocked back and forth on his fingers. Her nipples continued to stay erect and her chest was very brightly flushed, as were her cheeks. She was a complete sexual animal at this point.
Deadeye finally decided it was time and lined up his rock hard cock at that little rosebud and pushed. The swollen mushroom head slowly pushed past the sphincter muscle and popped in. She moaned again. Then Deadeye starting pushing again to get his entire cock buried into this tiny little ass.
“Oh, yes, fuck my ass, master!” Sarah yelled.
“Don’t worry, my little ass-fucking slut, I’m going to fill your ass with my cum.” He said.
“Yes, master, give me that cum. Put it deep in my ass.”
Deadeye smiled. She certainly loved her sex and loved to play the little minx. She loved to be teased and so did he, but he had had enough. He increased the tempo and started pounding his dick into her ass, his balls drawing up and preparing their love juice. He thrust into her again and again and again. He let go of one of her legs and started running his right hand over her tits, pinching the little pink nubs lightly. Sarah moaned and grinned without opening her eyes. Deadeye could feel the orgasm coming and his thrusting became harder and harder. He started rubbing her clit now and she started thrashing and trying to meet his thrusts into her ass. He dropped all pretense of taking care of her needs now and just started pounding, trying to reach that great moment. And then he did. He went off like a rocket, cumming and cumming, unable to stop thrusting until the last spurt was released and his dick was completely spent.
He leaned forward, laying on top of her and her legs, keeping them pushed up to her chest. His softening dick was still buried in her ass, and it appeared that it didn’t want to let go. She opened her eyes and smiled at him.
“Thank you for cumming in my tight little ass, master.” She said. Always the perfect little fuck slave, she was.
“You’re welcome” said Deadeye. “Now for the last part” and with that he pulled out of her ass and pushed her legs back down to the bed. He crawled up over her until his dick was over her face. He moved back and forth over her face, dragging his balls over her mouth and she licked and sucked at them. He leaned back and took his dick and aimed it at her mouth. She opened obediently. He pushed it in and said “Clean up my dick nicely and you can play with it again later.” She slurped and sucked it clean of any juices and cum.
When he had had enough of that, Deadeye got off Sarah and the bed and released her from the handcuffs. He lay down next to her and she curled up beside him. This is perfect he thought. I’ve gotten through all the initial stuff and there are still three innings left in the ball game to watch.

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Fantasm

How I lost it

I’ve often wondered why guys say they ‘lost’ their virginity. I understand why girls say it (as much as a guy can understand why girls do anything), because to them it’s something that they consider important, something they want to keep until they find just the right person they want to give it to. To them it’s like a really expensive Christmas gift. Guys don’t see it that way. From the first time they get a hard-on, or once they’ve discovered masturbation, they become obsessed with the idea of getting laid. They don’t want to ‘give it away,’ they want to get rid of it.
Like a bad cold or incriminating evidence.
I was the same way when I was a kid, which wasn’t too long ago. I turned twelve in the summer of 1998 and it was only a few months after that that I figured out how to jerk off. I did it literally every day after that, and aside from the occasional coherent thought I pretty much had sex on my brain every waking minute of my life.
And just about every girl I saw (aside from my mom and my two sisters) became sexual objects. Girls at school, girls I saw on the street or in the neighborhood, girls I saw on TV. Girls my age, girls older than me, whatever. If they had tits and they had faces that didn’t remind me of trolls, then I wanted to do it with them.
I was a fairly normal guy. At least I was then. By the time I turned fourteen, though, I’d gotten into something that seemed strange even to me. I don’t know where it came from or why it appealed to me, but I’d developed a thing for unconscious girls. What I mean is, when I masturbated I fantasized screwing a girl while she was asleep, or knocked out cold or something. Not dead, though. The girl had to be alive, at least. I wasn’t that sick in the head.
It didn’t really matter if I imagined putting my cock in her mouth or her pussy, or tit-fucking her if she had awesome tits; the thing that turned me on was knowing that she was unaware of what I was doing, and unable to stop me. Helpless.
As much as I was attracted to anything female and breathing, I had a specific set of girls I’d fantasize about. Most of them were girls I knew from my high school: Michelle Jamieson, Christina Wooster, Nikkie Sanders, Elayne Best; or that hot cheerleader, Teresa Siriani, or Jen Smith, the gothic chick who everybody said was a whore. Plenty more. But the one I liked the most was Danielle Wolfrom.
I knew I’d never get a chance with her, though, not because she was rich and blonde and beautiful and had these sweet little round titties (although all of that was definitely true), but because everybody knew she was a dyke. She’d been caught making out with Carrie Dawson in the girls’ bathroom. Still, out of all the good looking girls in my school, Danielle Wolfrom was the most beautiful. Everybody thought so.
I fantasized about certain actresses too. My favorites at the time were Candace Cameron, Jennifer Aniston (she was always showing off her nipples in ‘Friends’), Sarah Michelle Gellar, Melissa Joan Hart (massive tits on that babe), even the Olsen Twins, although in 1998 they were only twelve years old and just barely developed in the chest area. I also liked Beverly Mitchell from ‘Seventh Heaven,’ although I felt sort of guilty for fantasizing about her, because she looked almost exactly like my sister Beth.
They both had the same straight brown hair, the same big eyes and high cheekbones, and the same general (and very nice) body shape. The differences were that Beverly was prettier than Beth, and she usually had her hair parted in the middle, where Beth almost always tied her hair in a ponytail, and Beth was mostly a bitch, whereas I figured Beverly was probably a really sweet girl, unspoiled by her Hollywood success. Although, in my sister’s defense, she did have much bigger tits than Beverly did.
You’ve probably figured out that I’m a tit man.
The fantasies I had about Beverly Mitchell were sometimes romantic, but most of the time they were of the type I’ve mentioned, where she’d be getting laid while she’s asleep or otherwise out of order. What was really odd about those fantasies, though, was that I was rarely in them.
Most of the time I imagined Barry Watson, as the ‘Seventh Heaven’ character of Matt Camden, taking advantage of his sister Lucy. Not that I had any feelings for my own sister. I knew intellectually that Beth was pretty, even hot, but she was my sister, and the idea of fantasizing about her never even entered my head.
That was my life in the spring of 2001, when I was fourteen, going on fifteen, constantly horny, and feeling weird and hopeless. The spring of 2001, when I got rid of my virginity.
***
It was March 30th, a Friday. I’d had a fairly rough day at school and so was already in a bit of a bad mood, and I knew the rest of my day was going to be just as bad the minute I got home. I came through the door and the first thing I saw was Mom wandering around the living room wearing one of her evening dresses, and then Dad came in from his den dressed in a tux. That meant they were going out, some stupid dinner party, more than likely. Which meant it was going to be just me, Beth and Chloe at home all night. Except Beth always went out on Friday nights, which meant that I was going to get stuck babysitting Chloe all by myself.
Chloe wasn’t a bad kid, but she was ten years old, and a natural pain in the ass to me.
“Oh, man,” I said, unable to suppress my frustration. I tossed my backpack onto the floor in protest.
“Don’t start, young man,” Mom said as she stopped at the coffee table and picked up her purse. She opened it and started messing around with its contents, apparently looking for something.
“But Mom,” I said, “I always have to baby-sit. Why can’t Beth stay home tonight?”
“Beth is going out,” was Mom’s only reply. Apparently, that was reason enough to ruin my whole life.
“Yes,” Dad piped up, “she’s going out with that Felder boy, what’s his first name, sweetheart?”
“Roger, I think.”
“Right, Roger Felder.” Dad took a pack of cigarettes out of his shirt pocket and tapped one out into his hand. “A little old for her, but he comes from a good family. His father’s in real estate, worth a lot of money. That’ll come in handy for the summer fund raisers.”
“Of course, it’s not just his money,” Mom said. She gave up with her purse and closed it. “He’s well bred too, a gentleman. Beth can use a little more culture. And you, Joseph, don’t have anything to complain about. Chloe is ten now, so it won’t so much be a matter of babysitting her as just keeping an eye on her to make sure she doesn’t get into anything. Brad, don’t smoke now, you’ll stink up your tux.”
“As if anyone at the party tonight is going to be sober enough to notice,” Dad replied as he blew smoke into the air.
Mom and Dad started arguing then, not loudly, but firmly, and completely ignoring me. I stood there fuming for a minute before I wordlessly stalked up the stairs to my room. I slammed my door to make sure they knew how mad I was, then flopped down onto my bed.
My stupid parents. Talking about culture and good families, like they were the richest people in the whole world. Fucking snobs. If they were so rich, why couldn’t they hire somebody to look after my little brat sister? And why did they always let Beth have her way and never let me have mine? Just because she was older? It was totally unfair.
I lay there on my bed and stewed for a while, until I was able to cool down and accept my stupid fate. Things wouldn’t always be like this, I knew. When I turned sixteen I’d be able to date too, and I planned to be out every night, screwing all kinds of girls, and to hell with my whole family. But that was still two years away. Until then I was fucked.
I thought about how it would be then, sixteen, probably with my own car, and girls dying to go out with me. Not that I was the best looking guy in school or anything, but I wasn’t ugly, and I’d always have money to spend. Chicks dug money more than anything else.
I tried to imagine what that would be like with, say, Danielle Wolfrom, even though she was a lesbian. Maybe she was trying to change, or still thought she could hide her true sexual tendencies by going out with guys. I’d take her to some nice place in my cool car, buy her dinner, take her to a movie afterward. Then take her to some place secluded and give her a drink laced with a date rape drug.
She’d get all messed up and then pass out and I’d rip her blouse open and play with her little round tits, then tear her panties off and fuck her while she just laid there, completely unaware that she was getting fucked. As I thought about this I pulled out my cock and started to stroke myself.
I masturbated for two or three minutes, getting closer and closer to orgasm while in my mind I fucked Danielle Wolfrom’s prone sleeping body. And suddenly my bedroom door came flying open and Beth was standing there saying, “Joey, Mom wants you-Oh my God!”
My sister’s eyes went wide with shock and she covered the O of her mouth with her hand. I had a similar expression on my own face as I lay there stupidly holding my hard-on in my hand.
“Get out of here!” I yelled.
Beth, probably just as embarrassed as I was, immediately turned around and walked away, although she left the door wide open. I quickly put my cock back in my pants as I struggled up from my bed, then went over and shut my door. Then I just stood there, feeling both humiliated and frustrated.
‘Yeah,’ I thought, ‘this night is definitely going to suck.’
***
As it turned out, though, the evening wasn’t nearly as bad as I expected. There were moments, like when Chloe thought it would be funny to keep turning the TV off while I was trying to watch it, and when she decided she wanted to play a board game and kept bugging me to play it with her, that I wanted to kill the little brat, but for the most part my little sister wasn’t a problem. She spent most of her time watching the TV in the family room, or talking with one of her dopey friends on the phone, and pretty much stayed out of my way. That gave me probably too much time to myself.
I watched a couple of TV shows, part of a movie that turned out to be stupid, and surfed the net for porn pics. By ten o’clock I’d worked myself up to my previous state of sexual arousal and decided to do something about it. I didn’t want to get interrupted like I did last time, though, so I checked on Chloe just to make sure she was keeping herself occupied.
I found her in her room with a Buffy the Vampire Slayer comic book. She was already dressed for bed, in a set of blue pajamas with cartoon characters printed all over them.
“Hey,” I said from her doorway.
“What do you want?” Chloe replied, although she didn’t bother to look up from her comic book.
“Just checking on you, dork-face. I wanna make sure you’re not getting into any trouble.”
Chloe just rolled her eyes.
“I’m gonna go take a shower,” I said. “Don’t get into anything while I’m gone or I’ll kill you.”
“Yeah, right.”
I left Chloe’s room and went into the bathroom and got in the shower. I soaped and shampooed first, then started jacking off again. Once more I imagined doing it with Danielle Wolfrom, but this time in the fantasy I hit her square in the face, knocking her out, then fucked her unconscious body. I switched from Danielle to Michelle Jamieson, then Nikki Sanders, then Jen Smith. All of them were either asleep or unconscious in my fantasies, and imagining fucking them that way got me closer and closer to coming.
I got kind of bored with those girls, though, and switched again, this time to Beverly Mitchell. I started out imagining her doing lesbian stuff with Sarah Michelle Gellar, then changed it to a scene in which she was Lucy Camden. Her brother Matt snuck into her room while she was sleeping and pulled her nightgown off, then got on top of her and fucked her, then put his dick between her tits and tit-fucked her until he came all over her face. The image of Matt’s come all over Lucy’s beautiful sleeping face got me over the edge and I finally came.
After I was done I soaped myself clean again, then got out of the shower and got dressed. I returned to Chloe’s bedroom and found her already in bed, sound asleep. I tucked her in anyway, then just sort of stood there and looked down at her, the way my parents did. She was such a cute little kid. Brown hair and big eyes, like my sister, but with a little baby nose, and pigtails instead of a ponytail. She looked just as angelic in her sleep as any other kid. Kind of sexy too.
The second that thought entered my head I turned around and left Chloe’s room. I shut her door and almost ran out to the living room. I sat down heavily on the sofa and stared at the TV and forced the thought of my little sister out of my head.
I didn’t know how long I sat there, immobile, trying just to focus on whatever was on the screen ( a sitcom rerun that I didn’t care about, with commercials thrown in), but it must have been a long time, because I was still there when I heard a car pull up in the driveway. I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was eleven p.m. already.
My parents never returned from their dinner parties this early (they never got in before midnight), so it had to be Beth coming home from her date. I debated on whether I should just stay where I was or go hide in my room. Beth was unpredictable at these times; she could either be in a really good mood or a really bad one. As I heard the car door shut, then my sister’s steps as she came up the walk, I decided to stay put and see what happened.
The knob on the front door turned, then the door opened and Beth came in. She didn’t come in all the way, though, she stopped in the doorway, her hand still on the knob, and looked at me with squinted eyes, as if I was hard to see.
“Hey,” she said.
She was wearing jeans and a striped tank-top, and she had her purse slung over her shoulder. It was the purse, the way it was swinging slightly next to her waist, that made me realize she wasn’t standing too steadily on her feet.
“Hey,” I replied. “Are you drunk?”
“Shut up,” Beth said. She staggered into the room and closed the door, then just stood there and wobbled a bit. The expression on her face was a combination of confused and pissed off.
“What time is it?” she said.
“Five after eleven,” I replied. “Mom and Dad’ll be home in about an hour. And you’re gonna be in all kinds of trouble.”
Beth clicked her tongue.
“Shut up,” she said again.
She started walking, apparently trying to make it to the hallway, but she ended up staggering over toward the sofa and me. She nearly fell on me as she tried to sit down, and one of her big boobs bumped me right in the nose.
“Sorry,” she said. I could smell the booze on her now, not just on her breath but seeming to ooze from her pores. Beth sat back, leaning her head against the back of the sofa, and sighed heavily, sending even more noxious beer fumes into the air. She put her hands in her lap and her purse fell from her shoulder and landed between her and the armrest. “God, I hate men,” she said.
“You should probably go to bed,” I said, “before Mom and Dad get home.”
“I hate Mom and Dad too.” Beth’s head teetered on top of her neck. “They’re so fucking fake.” Her head lolled to the side and she looked at me with bleary eyes. “Everybody’s fake. Know what I mean? Take Roger, for instance. Know what he did to me tonight?”
I opened my mouth to tell her again that she should go to bed, but I didn’t say anything; part of me wanted to know what Roger did to her.
“Get this,” Beth went on. “He takes me to this party, right? And we’re dancing and drinking and having a blast, right? But then he goes off with Tabitha Landry, that stupid Jenna Bush look-a-like with the fake tits and who knows how many crabs in her crotch. The bitch is a skank. He goes into the fucking BATHROOM with her, then later he tells me that he wasn’t doing anything with her. Can you believe that? Fucking fake tits, Joey.”
I had no idea what to say to any of that, especially since all I could think about now was Beth’s tits, which were obviously not fake, and totally nice. I looked down at them, intending just to catch a glance, but my eyes got locked there. They really were nice tits, even if they were my sister’s. “Not only that,” Beth continued, “but when we get out to the car he wants to go to McKinley Point and do it. Like I’m going to let him fuck me after he’s stuck his dick in that skank. What do I look like, a skank?”
“I think you look great,” was all I could manage to say.
Beth clicked her tongue and said, “Stop staring at my tits, dude.”
I dragged my eyes up to meet hers. They seemed kind of puffy and watery.
“I didn’t mean that,” I said. “I mean, I think you’re really pretty. And Roger is a jerk.”
Beth seemed to study me for a minute, as if she was trying to decide if I was lying or not, then said, “You know, you’re not so bad for a little brother.” She turned her head and looked toward the living room window. “So we go out to McKinley Point, right? And I have to wrestle him off of me because I’m simply not going to let him fuck me. Not that I’ve never been fucked before. I’m not some drippy virgin or anything.”
She glanced at me for a second, either to see what my reaction to her confession was or simply to make sure I wasn’t staring at her tits again. “Then he says, ‘You gotta give me somethin, babe, I’m dying.’ So I give him a blowjob just to shut him up. And after I’m done he’s like, ‘Man, that was one of the worst blowjobs I’ve ever gotten.'” Beth looked at me again, her pretty face screwed up with indignation. “Can you believe that? He actually said that to me. Like I’m just some dumb tramp. I know how to give blowjobs, Joey. Good ones. I’m very good at it.”
“I believe you,” I said. I felt my face turning red, not because of what she was saying, but because my hardon had suddenly returned with a vengeance. I hoped to God she wouldn’t notice.
“Do me a favor, little brother,” Beth continued. “When you grow up and start going out with girls, be nice to them. Treat them with respect and dignity. Don’t try to bully them into having sex with you.”
“I won’t,” I told her.
“Yes you will. Because you’re a guy, and guys are assholes. Roger is an asshole. I wish I’d never met him.”
Beth closed her eyes and dropped her head back on the sofa again. I looked at the clock on the wall, saw that it was already ten after eleven. I looked back at Beth, checked out her tits for a few seconds, then said, “It’s getting late, Beth. You really should go to bed. Sleep it off. You don’t want Mom and Dad to catch you like this.”
“Those fakes,” Beth said. “And you’re a nag, Joey.”
I thought I was going to have to sit with her until our parents came in the front door and exploded with rage, but suddenly Beth moved. She pushed herself up from the sofa and tried to stand and immediately fell down onto the floor.
“Shit,” she said.
I immediately got up, bent over and took her hand.
“Let me help you,” I said.
“I don’t need your help,” Beth said. She shook off my hand, then managed, with some effort, to pull herself up to her hands and knees. She stopped there to catch her breath, said, “I’m going to bed,” then began to crawl toward the hallway.
“You sure you don’t want me to help you, Beth?”
“Bunch of fucking fakes.”
I followed Beth down the hallway, ready to jump in and help her, although I wasn’t really sure what I’d do if she suddenly collapsed on the floor. I walked behind her, taking very small and slow steps, and as I did I happened to notice that, in addition to having great tits, my sister also had a really nice butt. Not quite as small as Beverly Mitchell’s, but still, it was round and really firm looking in her tight jeans.
“Stop staring at my ass,” Beth muttered as she made her turtle-like way down the hall.
I continued to follow her, thinking about what she’d told me, about how she wasn’t a virgin and had been fucked before. She even gave blowjobs. The idea amazed me and, oddly, made me like my bitchy sister even more.
We finally reached her room and I went ahead of her to turn on the light. Beth crawled across the floor to the end of her bed, then tried to pull herself up on it. She got about halfway up, then just sort of hung there off the end of the bed, her knees on the floor.
“Help me, stupid,” she said after a few moments.
I wasn’t exactly sure how I was going to do that; should I grab her around the waist? Hook my hands under her arms? Or just grab her feet and toss her the rest of the way onto the bed? I finally decided the best way would be to get on the bed, grab her armpits, and pull her up. I climbed onto my sister’s bed, sat on my knees, and positioned myself as best I could. I leaned over her, then tried to slide my hands under her armpits, but somehow I miscalculated and I ended up sliding my hands right under her tits.
“Stop feeling me up, you perv,” Beth said into the mattress.
“Sorry,” I replied.
I readjusted my hands, getting them under her armpits, then pulled with all my strength. For such a slim girl she was surprisingly heavy. But I managed, with a lazy amount of help from her, to get her the rest of the way onto the bed. She wasn’t up far enough, though; her head was still about half a foot below her pillow. I didn’t know what to do about that; there was no more room for me to maneuver.
“Beth,” I said. “You have to move up. Get your head on the pillow.”
“Get your own head on the pillow,” Beth said.
“Beth, come on.” I tugged on her arm.
“Alright, alright.”
I moved out of her way and Beth inched drunkenly up the bed, looking like some kind of amphibious creature crawling up onto shore. She got her head up to the pillow, then kept going until she hit the headboard.
“Ow,” she said.
It was hard for me not to laugh.
“You should get under the covers,” I told her.
“I know how to go to bed, Joey. Jesus.”
She turned over onto her back, and as she settled her tits wobbled like jello. She sighed, closed her eyes, and said, “I hate to say this, cause you’re such a freaking perv, but you have to help me take my clothes off. I can’t sleep in my clothes. They hurt.”
“You mean… take all your clothes off?”
“No, stupid, just take off my shirt and pants. Leave my bra and underwear on. And if you touch any part of me that’s against the law I’m going to rip your dick off and make you eat it.”
“Okay, well…”
I looked her over, decided that the best place to start would be with her shoes and socks. I didn’t have any trouble with those. But now came the hard part. I had to get her shirt off of her.
“You’ll have to sit up or something, Beth, so I can get your shirt off.”
Beth didn’t answer. I said her name, said it again, but still she didn’t answer. I went around to the side of the bed and shook her shoulder. Her tits jiggled again, but otherwise no response. She was out cold.
“Shit,” I said to myself. How was I going to get her clothes off of her when she was passed out?
I spent another minute or so trying to wake her up but it was useless; my sister was dead to the world. I considered just leaving her in her clothes and trying to cover her with blankets, but I wasn’t sure if that would keep our parents from finding out. If they came in to check on her and only found her shoes and socks on the floor where I’d dropped them, they might figure it out. Beth always threw her clothes everywhere but in the hamper.
I sighed.
“You’re such a dope, Beth,” I said, then lightly slapped one of her tits. I was just going to have to do the best I could.
I sat on the bed, grabbed my sister by the wrists, and pulled her up to a sitting position, draping her arms over my shoulders. I awkwardly pulled her shirt up until it was up above her tits, then gently laid her back on the bed. That was when I saw that she wasn’t wearing a bra.
“Holy shit,” I said, my eyes going wide and my mouth hanging open in awe.
They were the most awesome tits I’d ever seen. Big and round. pale white with large brown nipples poking up, laying lazily on each side of her chest like water balloons. My immediate thought was to touch them, find out what they felt like, but of course I couldn’t do that. She was my sister, after all. Besides, if she suddenly woke up and found me fondling her, I’d be dead within seconds.
I stopped and took a large breath, then decided to just continue undressing her. It would be much more logical for her to go to bed without her bra on than fully clothed.
I struggled with her t-shirt, pulling it up over Beth’s head, then pulling it off of each of her arms. I threw it on the floor just as she would have, then reached for the fly on her jeans. And just as I unfastened the button I thought: What if she doesn’t have any panties on, either? The possibility only made me pause for a micro-moment before I went ahead and unzipped her fly. Right away I saw, instead of panties, a full bush of curly brown pubic hair. Now I REALLY had to get her pants off.
It was a lot easier said than done, and nerve racking to boot; Beth lay on her bed like a dead body, and it was a remarkably frustrating trial getting her jeans over her hips and out from under her butt. I finally managed it, though, and slid them down her legs and over her ankles and feet, then threw them on top of her t-shirt.
My sister was now laying on her bed, as unconscious as if somebody had punched her, totally naked. The first thing I did was push her legs apart so I could get a close look at her pussy. It was, of course, very awesome. I’d never actually seen one before, and while its appearance did seem kind of strange to me, what with the gash and the lips and the clitoris, it was still a thing of complete beauty. It was almost as beautiful as her tits, and looking at it made me understand why guys were so hooked on sex all the time.
I hadn’t been planning to do anything other than look, but as I sat there examining the most intimate part of my sister’s body the thought popped into my head: ‘Kiss it.’ And before I even had the chance to decide whether that would be a good idea or not, I was leaning over and pressing my lips to my sister’s pussy. It was warm against my mouth, and it smelled bittersweet, a mixture of the cherry scented douche she used (she kept boxes of it in the cabinet under the bathroom sink) and the musky scent that was natural to her body. I could smell her pubic hair too, which seemed soft and silky against my nose.
I kissed her once, then again, then just kept kissing her as I slowly moved from her pussy up to her belly button, then from there up to her tits. I took each of them in my hands and held them for a moment, then fondled them lovingly as I kissed them. I even licked them, and sucked on them a little bit.
It was right around that time that I realized three things: one, I was not only totally violating the incest boundaries I’d been conditioned to avoid, but I was committing a crime by taking advantage of my sister while she was passed out; two, I was right on the verge of acting out my fondest sex fantasy of taking advantage of a girl while she was passed out; and three, there was no way in hell I was going to stop doing what I was doing.
I couldn’t decide what I wanted to do. Should I keep playing with her tits, or stick my cock in her mouth, or just go ahead and fuck her? How much time did I have? I looked at Beth’s bedside clock. Eleven forty. That meant about twenty minutes before Mom and Dad got home. Not very much time.
I got up from the bed and quickly took all of my clothes off, then got back on top of Beth, straddling her this time so that I was sitting on her stomach and my cock was right above her chest. I grabbed each of her tits and pushed them together, with my cock in the middle, and tit-fucked her for about a minute. It felt great, my cock sliding between her smooth firm tits like that, but I had to stop when I began imagining coming all over her face.
I let go of her tits, appreciating how they fell so gracefully to each side, and slid one hand under Beth’s head. I gently raised it from the pillow and, holding myself with my other hand, I pushed my hips forward and guided my cock right into my sister’s open mouth.
I was careful to put only about half my cock in, so that I wouldn’t choke her, then pulled it back so that just the head was past her lips. I pushed in and out of her mouth about five or six times, and while it felt just as awesome as I expected it would, I did it mainly so that I could tell myself later on that I’d actually fucked my sister’s mouth. Not that it was easy to pull my cock back out when I achieved that goal; I really, really wanted to keep going, to even come in her mouth, but I knew that would be a mistake. Besides, I had something much better that I wanted to do, and this would be my only chance.
I pulled my cock out and very gently lay Beth’s head back on the pillow, then just as carefully moved down the bed until I was laying between her legs again. Only this time instead of having my mouth up to her pussy, I had my cock there.
I was totally nervous at this point, part of me wondering if I could actually go through with it or not, if I was really going to take this kind of chance. After all, if Beth woke up after I got it inside of her, then I’d no doubt be facing rape charges before Mom and Dad got home. Either that or she’d kill me. But another part of me, the fourteen year old guy who’d never even had a girl touch his dick, knew that I was going to do it even if it meant I would die at my sister’s hands.
I checked once more to make sure Beth was still out, then took the plunge and pushed the head of my cock into her. I could tell right away how warm her pussy was, and how it seemed to grasp and hold onto me. My sister might have been a slut, but she was a tight one. I pushed further, meeting a frustrating amount of resistance as my cock burrowed deeper and deeper.
Finally I had my entire cock inside of her, all the way up to my balls, and I stopped for a moment just to luxuriate: I actually had my cock in a girl’s pussy, I was fucking her (or would be in few seconds), I was no longer a virgin; it was the most remarkable moment in my entire life. I propped myself up on my elbows and looked down at my sister, who now seemed like the most beautiful girl in the entire universe, and I kissed her lightly on the lips.
Suddenly Beth stirred, adjusting her body a bit and turning her face away. Fear lashed through me, but only for an instant; Beth apparently hadn’t woken up after all.
I was relieved, but also acutely aware of the fact that I had to get this done as quickly as I could. So I started fucking her, pushing my cock in and out of her pussy steadily, maybe even a little too fast. The sensation was fabulous, spectacular, beyond description, and only made better by the feeling of Beth’s big firm tits against my chest. I wanted it to go on forever, or at least a really long time, and I didn’t care now if she woke up or if our parents came home and caught us and had simultaneous strokes. Unfortunately, I didn’t even last another minute.
I could feel my orgasm building in my balls, approaching like an unstoppable tidal wave, swelling my cock as I repeatedly shoved it into Beth’s pussy. And then it arrived, boiling up through the shaft and exploding out of my cock, pumping in hot excruciating bursts into my sister’s body. I might have groaned, or moaned, or shouted at the top of my lungs. I couldn’t be sure, because every ounce of my attention was focused on the tumultuous point where Beth and I were joined.
And then it was over, and I was laying on top of my sister, my chest pressing down on her big tits, my nose in her hair, and my cock, though still pumping little trickles of come, already beginning to deflate. For a few long moments I couldn’t move, I was too stunned. But then my brain kind of cleared up and I started to think about an exit strategy. I had to get her cleaned up and at least under her blankets before our parents got home. I looked at the clock: Eleven forty-five. I had to get moving.
I pulled my cock out of Beth’s pussy and jumped off the bed, grabbed the blanket and sheet under her and struggled with them until I got them all the way down to the end of the bed. I straightened my sister’s legs out, placed her hands on her stomach, then pulled the sheet and blanket all the way up to her neck. I threw my clothes on as quickly as I could, gave Beth another kiss, this one on the forehead, then shut the light out before I left her room, closing the door behind me.
I went in to check on Chloe next, to make sure she was still asleep, gave her a kiss on the forehead too, then went back to the living room. And just as I sat down on the sofa I saw headlights in the living room window and heard the sound of my parents’ car. I breathed a huge sigh of relief. I’d gotten away with it.
***
The next morning, though, I had my doubts. I’d left a good load of come in my sister’s pussy, and I didn’t think there was any way she wouldn’t notice that. The best I could hope for was that she thought Roger Felder had done it to her and she simply couldn’t remember.
I was so nervous I was almost trembling when I went out to the kitchen for breakfast, but as soon as I got there I could see that everything seemed normal. Mom was at the stove preparing breakfast, Dad was sitting at the table with a cup of coffee and the newspaper, and Beth and Chloe were there as well, Chloe gabbing her head off to nobody, and Beth looking just a little bit hung over. Nobody even looked up. So I figured I really did get away with it.
It wasn’t until after breakfast, when Beth and I were detailed to do the dishes, that Beth said something. She was washing and I was drying, and as we worked she sort of leaned toward me and said, “Thanks for covering for me last night, Joey.”
“No problem,” I replied.
“I owe you one. And if you don’t tell, then I promise I won’t tell, either.”
Uh oh. She figured it out. I looked at her.
“What do you mean?” I said, prepared to deny everything.
“You know what I mean,” Beth said. She gave me a sly look, then pointedly glanced down at my crotch.
“No, I don’t. What are talking about, Beth?”
Beth clicked her tongue and handed me a wet plate.
“You know,” she said. “Yesterday, when I came into your room without knocking? What you were doing with your dick?”
“Oh,” I said, trying to look embarrassed, which actually wasn’t that difficult. “Yeah, right. Okay. I promise I won’t tell, Beth.”
“You better not,” she said, returning to her typically bitchy self. “You do and I’ll let all your friends know you choke your chicken. And I’ll break your nose too.”
“How was your date with Roger?” I asked, feeling the need to dig at her.
Beth got a totally pissed off look on her face, but instead of telling me to mind my own business or to fuck off or something, all she said was, “I don’t think I’ll be seeing Roger anymore. He’s a rapist.”
She didn’t say anything more, but I talked to her a few more times in the following weeks and she hinted to me that Roger had taken advantage of her when she was drunk. Then, in the first week of May, she made me go with her down to the free clinic, where she got an abortion. I had to keep that secret too, but as you can imagine, I didn’t mind. After all, she was keeping a secret of mine that she didn’t even know she knew.
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I Never Saw It Coming Pt 2

Sorry for the wait. I know its been a while but I’ve been on a vacation and I don’t write on vacation so I wasn’t making any progress on the second part of this for about 2 weeks. But here it is hope you enjoy. And, as always, don’t write nasty comments only constructive critisism please!

Essay

my lifes experences and my loving dog

My learning experiece with myself and my dog
save if you can not read the whole thing A MUST READ STORY
Must read completely and slowly this is were I learned everything about being
a women. Read to the very end and enjoy. Must read all
First off this is a story and if you have bad comments to say, close the
page now. Dont read any more and have a nice day, but for the rest off us
enjoy yourself.
My name is Pam and this is my story. My age now is not important. This is
my learning experence. I always keep my pussy shaved bald, I shaved everyday
in the shower or on my bed with a glass of water.
It all started when i learned to rub myself felt good.
I would go in my room, lock the door (blinds shut if they are closed no one can ever see in your room)
and get naked and just lay there rubbing my pussy. I didnt have my first orgasm for a while later. Now to that, everyday after I got home I would go to my room and lock the door, get naked and go crazy on
my pussy then I thought I am going to rub my pussy as fast as possible for as long as my arm would let me go. So I started and after about five minutes I felt myself getting wet between my legs, wetter than I ever got before and then it started to happen I felt my body starting to go crazy on the inside and then it came I was shaking like crazy it felt like I was peeing myself and I just keep going and going. It was the best thing I have ever felt. I orgasmed like 20 times that day until I was to sore to go on any more. when I was finish I thought to myself that was the best day ever
(or so I thought)……………….
So that went on for a while and then we got a computer, I dont know what I typed but I spelled it wrong and a bunch of naked girls and guys came up and thats when me and the computer became best friends (or so I thought). I got up and went to my room as fast as I could and locked the door got naked and started to masterbate. I looked at everything I possible could that day, I saw guy and girls fucking, guys putting there dick in womens asses (which I didnt even know people did) two dicks at once one in the girls pussy and one
in her ass. I saw guys coming on girls faces.
I saw black guys fucking white girls and that was the NASTIEST thing i ever saw. How could some girl ever be that nasty. Her family and friends had to hate her for ever.I closed that page and never looked at another BLACK guy again NASTY to mix races.
Then i saw girls licking and fucking other girls. I came as much as my body could take.
well after that day I learned to never masterbate with clothes on. My pussy hurt bad and smelled really bad that I had to go to the doctor and tell him what I did, I was so embrassed ( and would never tell again). He told me that the clothes rubbing against my pussy gave me a yeast infection and another dieasee and said that I should not do that, I also told him I wear pads alot because i am always leaking in my underwear. And he said that is really bad for girls to do also that girls get yeast infections sometimes but
underwear and pads dont let you breathe or let your vagina drain like its
supposed to and that that stuff rubbing or touching your vagina causes yeast infections and other dieases really fast. He said your vagina has to breathe, and pads are not the greatest for you either. He gave me meds and sent me home. I could not even touch myself for a week it hurt so bad and
smelled worse. Worse thing ever.
After that my meds where up and I was feeling hornier then I ever felt in my
life so I went and got the computer. Sit it on my bed and got naked. this time I got naked completely I sit my clothes next to the bed. I didn’t care about my bra or underwear, so I alway put my pants and shirt right next to the bed in case someone came to the door I could put my pants and shirt on really fast and act like I didnt’ hear them as I was getting dress. But since the infection i knew from that day on I would never wear clothes again while I masterbated. I had the computer put it between my legs and just was going to porn
everywhere on the internet. I would put a video on cum a couple of times and
go to a new video. Then I saw a video titled GIRL STOLE MOMS VIBRATOR and so
I watched it. Then that is when it happen, I saw the girl masterbating
naked and she had nice tits, so I kept watching and she grabed a few markers
and put one in her ass and started to masterbate, she aslo had a computer
between her legs watching porn and her bf was filming with his camcorder. I
kept watching and then she put two markers in her pussy and had the one in
her ass at the same time she was rubbing on her clit. Then she told her bf
that she was going to her moms room and getting her dildo and vibrators so
she could cum all over them I watch this girl naked using her moms dildo on
herself for like an hour and half she first put it on her clit and came then
she was shoving into her pussy and ass just going crazy coming all over,
Telling it to fuck her harder and faster. I came probably 30-40 time
watching this girl go crazy on her self. She said she neveer had a vibrator
on her pussy before and it was the most amazzing thing ever. That was the
end of the movie.
The next day I was thinking that I bet my mom has dildos and vibrators so I
went to her room and started to search in her drawer and under the bed. I
didnt find nothing in her drawers besides a bunch of porn movies and then
under her bed I found a vibrator, I kept looking for a dildo or something.
Then I went to my fathers office and in his desk he had a vibrator so I put
it in my pocket and then i knew my mom had to have dildos so I went back to
her closet and thats when I found everything. She had dildos and vibrators
and lube
we alsways showered with the doors open and went to the bathroom together so
we always saw every part of each other, I loved it every day I got to see a
cock and no one cared. When I went to the bathroom I always spread my legs
as far apart as I could so everyone could see and would wipe really slow and
spread my lips to make sure it was dry. And no one ever cared everyone would
look and not say anything about it so I doubt anyone would care if I did get
caught with the dildos anyway.
I ran and grabed a bag from my room and put them in the bag and took them
back to my room.. I was so excited because I saw the orgasms the girl was
having with the toys. Dad was always in his office and mom only used them in
the morning everyday that means i had all day til bedtime with her toys and she would never know
they were gone.Now I have the toys in my room, I got naked and put my pants and shirt next
to my bed and I got the computer put it in the middle of my bed and put on a
porn movie. I then put some lube on my pussy and started rubbing my pussy
like crazy it was so wet. Then I grabed a dildo and i looked at it and was
wondering if it would fit in my little pussy. i first put it in my mouth and
started to suck on it like I was sucking a cock. and after that I put it to
my pussy and started to push it in, it was really hard to get in. It hurt
but at the same time it felt so good. I finally got it in and started to
shove it into me I started to rub my pussy and it only took a minute for me
to cum all over the big dildo in my pussy it felt so good but hurt a little.
I fucked my pussy all day with that dildo. I turned on the vibrator and it
was kind of loud so I stoped and got up and put some music on and then went
and layed on my bed again and shoved the dildo back in me and put a vibrator
on my clit. IT WAS THE BEST ORGASMS I EVER HAD IN MY LIFE, I NOW KNOW WHY
GIRLS DILDO THERE PUSSYS AND USE A VIBRATOR AT THE SAME TIME.
I slept wonderful thaat night the next morning I woke up and was horny
thinking about everything the day before. mom was not up yet so I knew I
couldnt get the vibrators I was a little sore but I had to have something in
my pussy. I first saw a marker and I knew I was going to use that in my ass
and had to find something for my pussy. I look and looked I found a candle
and decided to use that for my asss instead it was long but slim then I saw
my hairbrush. I knew I was ready to go. I got naked put my pants and shirt
next to my bed. NOW I NEVEER WORE PANTIES OR BRA WHEN I WAS AT HOME> I layed
naked on my bed with the computer between my legs and I slowly put the candle
in my ass I had to spit on it at first it hurt a little but I knew how good
it was going to feel cumming on it. I then sucked on the hair brush and got
it really wet and slowly slid it into my pussy. It felt wonderful. I started
to rub my clit and orgasmed a lot of times i dont know how long i shoved the
hair brush in and out of me but it had to be at least an hour and half. I
came 30-40 times and finally couldn’t go anymore til later that day.
all day I thought about the hairbrush and candle and the vibrators. I could
feel my pussy leaking in my panties all day, it felt weird being so wet in my
underwear but I loved it every time i got a chance i walked into my room
pulled my pants down and fingered my naked pussy with four fingers. I didnt
orgasm yet but just would use four fingers in my pussy hurt a little but was
awesome. I shoved them as deep as they would go I just want to scream. Now
i just go in my room everyday and do that to myself all the time just tokeep
my pussy open..
sometimes would take my rothers hand and put it inside me and told him not to
look he ouldnt tell anyway but it felt good to have another hand inside
Ok now to the dog where I learned the most about life and myself. Well it
all started with I got my owned computer and I set up instant messageing for
my self. I met a girl online and and we became sex buddies. She was just
into girls nad dogs, that I learned. She was older than me by two years.
and I wanted to be like her because she knew ever thing about sex. she
couldof told me anything and i would do it because i needed a good friend. I
never had a real best friend that i could talk to everyday and she was it she
told me what to do and i did it and never said anything about it. I know
some of the things she told me to do was weird but I didnt care I listened to
everything she said no matter what I Didnt know why I really never had really
good friends but She helped me through everything but i didn’t want to ever
loose her. She was the only friend I really ever had and we still talk to
this day. People really never liked me I dont know why. We were talking one
day and she said her dog was licking her. I asked her where and she told me
and I was kinda weirded out at first. But Then she asked me if I had a dog
and I said yes I have a black dog I didnt know what kind and she asked if he
was big or small and I said big and she said great. she told me to go get
him and have him come in my room and to get naked and I said ok. My dogs
name is sal and he is always in my room besides at night my mom will not let
him sleep with me. Besides that I always have him in my room. If he is not
I say I want to play with him and then he comes in my room. I got naked and
told her ok and she said stay on your bed or someone will hear and throw you
blankets on the floor because parents can alway hear blankets and you CLOTHES
rubbing back and forth. So I threw ever thing on the floor and had sal lay
down and she told me to put my pussy in front of his face. I did and he
started to lick me and it felt awesome but it kinda hurt a little but she
said the more I did it, the less it would hurt and it makes your vagina
tougher which is good. I said ok and sal just keep going licking my pussy
and my ass, I dont know which felt better my ass or my pussy. then she told
me to have him stand up and slide under him and pull his cock out and to suck
on it so i did it tatsed weird at first but i loved it she told me to
practice putting it all the way down my throat so i did it made me feel like
i was going to puke because it was so far down my throat but she said
practice when you can shove the whole thing all the way down you would be a
pro and your future husband would love you for ever then she told me
to lay my dog on the bed and to have him roll over and to pull his dick out
of his skin. she said its kinda hard but if you lay him down and suck on him
it will come out easier. It was kind of weird looking but it was my first
cock and i was not going to pass this up. so i tried it was hard to pull it
out but finally i got it out i had to pull back hard with one hand and used
the other to pull his dick out, I had to push the skin all the way down and
he had a round bulge at the bottomshe said hold his cock at the bottom,and
she told me to put it inside me so i spread my legs and got on top of him
naked and pushed his cock inside me she told be this way its smaller and is a
good starting point. She told me to go up and down sliding it out to the very
end and slamming it back in by slaming down on it. she told me to rubb on my
clit and orgasma on his cock so I did like five times while I slid up and
down, Then she said now the real fun is going to start. Get on your hands
abd knees and he would get on me and fuck me like i have never been fucked
before so i got on my hands and knees naked on my bed and he did he jumped up
on me and wrapped his paws around me and started to hump me and he couldnt
find the hole so he stoped and i played with his cock for a minute then he
jumped back on me this time he scratched my back with his nails and it hurt
kinda bad but I was so horny I didn’t care. he started to hump me and I
reached under and grabed his cock and put it in my pussy and he start to fuck
my brains out I reached under and and rubbed on my clit as fast as I could i
started to orgasm everywhere and i knew he knew when I did his cock would
just get harderand harder every time I came on his dick finally he fell out
of me I rolled over and played with my pussy with my fingers and orgasmed 10
times while he licked all of his cumm out of me. It was
so hot to know a guy dog was eating his own cum I wondered if guys did that,
I know girls love licking there fingers every time they shove them in there
pussy. i let him fuck me eight different times that day his cock loved me
and I loved his cock. After that day sal my wonderful dog got to fuck me
everyday and everyday I praticte sucking his cock. some time i just lay under
him and get his cock out and hold it and squezze it and his cum will shoot on
my face. i learned also that the more the dog licked you the cleaner your
pussy stays because they have clean mouths.I told my chat buddy thank you and
now was going to bed I love her after that we both I told her what to do and she told me
Things I learned as a women
Alway keep your pussy shaved smooth or with a small stripe of hair down the
middle shave everyday
www.xnxx.com has the best videos and stories ever dont share with others dogs
stories not horny read a couple of stories and you will be
Guys love it when you know what you are doing in bed
Practice deep throating guys love when you can shove it all the way down your
mouth practice with bananas or anything you can find but the more you pratice
the better you get, practice on the dog, cum tastes great and is healthy for
you it takes a long time to learn to be great
the more you orgasm the bigger your tits get because it releases some hormone
in you body masterbate at least three different times a day orgasm as much as you can
try to get a vibrator
let your pussy and tits breathe and use tampons not pads plus you can
masterbate with tampons in and it feels good to cumming on them
find a friend on a chat and never tell anyone
have fun with your dog as much as you can
a guy doesnt want a girl that is inexperenced
never have sex with any guy outside of the fem til you are 18
pulling on your tits doesnt make your tits bigger but will make your nipples
bigger which your husband will love down the road orgasms and fingering is
the only thing to make them bigger
Never masterbate with clothes on
finger your pussy as much as possible the more fingers the better and the
deeper the better
like the taste of cumm guys will love you

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Liz falls

I’d known Liz for several years. I’d done some renovation work for her and we became good friends as the projects moved along. Liz was a handy woman so she did many things on her own. When it came to sizable changes she would call on me.
She had called me two months back and I scheduled her in for the second week in August. It was basically a day’s work to do a few things around her home that she was not up to.
When I arrived at her door, Liz came outside to greet me; to my surprise she did not look well. AS I was to find out, she had had several minor seizures. The worst of it was over but she was not allowed to drive for six months. Liz had three weeks to go before she could drive again; she was going stir crazy.
NOW, Liz is either forty or forty one years of age. He husband, whose name I forget is a computer geek. She has two teenage children, a boy and a girl. Nice kids.
Liz keeps her hair artsy like. Short, straight and uncombed while at home. She is maybe five foot three, with wide hips for her height; and a nice ass for a middle aged woman. Other than her hands, arms and head I have never seen any part of her body.
She told me she could tell when they were coming on but she could do nothing to stop them. Liz informed me that she usually could get to the ground or floor before she lost consciousness. WE spent a good hour talking about this dilemma.
Finally I went to work. Liz helps out from time to time as she was very much into maintaining her home. Since she is not allowed out, she is enjoying the company as we work together. We had one problem and I asked her if she had the tool required or should I get my own tools. She was so thrilled she ran down the stairs to get her tool box. Her reaction was quite cute I thought at the time.
WE had eaten lunch together and the day was progressing well. I had just started adjusting a new cabinet she had had delivered and turned to talked with her as we had done all day long. Liz was on a chair cleaning a light fixture, I thought it dangerous, but then continued my spiel and turned to attend the cabinet. For some reason I turned back straight away to see Liz’ face change and notice her starting to lean, I moved quickly to catch her. She was leaning towards the back of the chair; I knew she would be hurt if she flipped over the back of the chair.
Liz had managed to get her right hand on the back of the chair. Liz’ eyes where open and staring blankly off into space. She had told me that is how her seizures act, and that she would recover in about half an hour, but to call the ambulance anyway, should she have a seizure while I was there.
Neither of us was concerned as she had been seizure free for over three months.
I blindly put my awl on the island as I rushed by it and got to her just as she was about to do a header; sliding to my knees to get beneath her. As she came down she knock my glasses flying and we crashed to the hardwood floor, of which she is so very proud.
I twisted to make sure Liz landed on top of me so as to not be hurt. I had both hands holding her ribs just under her boobs. My focus was on her head, making sure her head made no contact with anything, including my head. I used my right hand and arm to break our fall, and lessen the blow we both would suffer upon impact. In doing this my right arm became trapped under my body as we landed, and twisted, so it hurt initially. My left hand and arm were partially wrapped around her body, holding her waist mostly.
When my ass hit the floor I contracted my stomach muscles to keep my upper body from making contact with the floor. I did this because Liz’ head was above mine and I did not want her hitting her face on the floor.
Worrying about Liz, and feeling the numbness in my trapped arm, I paid little attention to those lovely ‘C’ cupped breasts which pillowed about my head. I lay there for a half minute or more trying to remove my arm from underneath me, but to no avail. I had moved my left hand to Liz’ back near her neck, holding her while I tried to move that right arm from under me.
I decided to hold her tight using my left hand to immobilize her head, and turn onto my left side to take the weight off my trapped arm. I was thinking about Liz’ head and my arm; but I now was very much aware of her breasts, did they feel good against my face.
Liz was wearing a white ‘T’ shirt, slightly dirty from work. Her bra had moved up her body slightly, and I could feel her breasts through her ‘T-shirt’. As I rolled to my left my arm came lose. Continuing to roll, gently resting Liz’ head on the floor, with my left arm under her, my hand under her head, and my face hovering near her breasts.
This latest action had Liz’ body sliding across mine body as we moved together, I had never hugged or kissed Liz, but her pubic bone felt fantastic as we rolled. Her thighs where warm and soft, I got an instant hard on as I felt Liz’ thighs and bone press against me. I hadn’t been this close to a woman in a long time.
Liz’ eyes were open, but I could tell she was not aware of her surround. I looked up toward her face as my face hovered above her breasts.
I pulled myself along her body until I was face to face with Liz. In doing so my hard rubbed against her, damn that felt good.
Liz’ right leg is between my legs with my cock pressing firmly against this thigh. My right leg is wedged between Liz’ legs, pressing firmly against her pubic bone, while at the same time feeling both of her soft, warm, thighs. My hips moved slightly in an autonomic fucking motion; I could not stop it, it felt so good to hold a woman.
With my cock already leaking; I looked at her face, seeing that same trance in her eyes, …,…,I couldn’t stop from moving against her…,…,I nearly came in my pants.
In few moments my conscience kicked in and I pulled away from Liz. Retrieving a towel from the kitchen I place it under her head. God my cock is hard.
Hovering over Liz, she starts to regain her senses and is fully aware in less than the one half hour she said she usually takes to recover from her seizures. Maybe fifteen minutes.
She lies there for several minutes and asks me to help her to a chair. We chat for perhaps ten minutes when Liz asks me to escort her to her bedroom; she says she is concerned about having a second seizure. Liz takes my arm and we head to her bedroom, Liz’ breast is pressing into my arm. My cock hardens; I feel embarrassed and try to hide it. Liz picks up on this right away.
I BLUSH!
“Has our mutual friend gotten hard Cal”? … Liz asks me.
I nod, and blush further. Liz squeezes my arm and smiles up at me.
‘Little bugger’, I think to myself.
“Cal, shut my bedroom door.”…. I shut her door without giving it a thought.
“Would you help me take off my shirt Cal, then you can see and feel what you’ve been looking at all day long.” Liz says, and gives me a very nice smile.
Fortunately the little head was doing the thinking and I move in on her quickly pulling her top over her head, along with her bra.
“WOW!”… “Those baby’s are something, Liz.”
She smiles at me. “Take your pants off, let’s get you ready.” My pants hit the floor in a hurray; like I said, the little head was ruling.
Liz was on her knees and sucking on me in a second. She controlled me with every touch, every lick, and my arousal soared and waned, soared and waned.
I felt I was going to cum more than once but she controlled my every move. Liz sucked my cock. Liz sucked and licked my cock. I’ve never had that much attention down there.
Without notice she stopped; “Help me up Cal?”
I helped Liz onto her bed after she had undone her pants. Liz ask me to take her pants off which I did. She was nervous about bending over.
She lay back inviting me to enter her. Liz was moist so slipping into her was easy. We started to move when she instructed me on how she liked it. I complied. From then on Liz was in charge. Many times I was ready to cum but she moved in ways that deadened that feeling. We fucked for over half an hour. I was getting exhausted. I think she could see this.
“Cal, cum in me…” It took several minutes before I emptied my sac into Liz’ body. God it felt good.
I grunted an groaned as I came. When we finished I was finished, totally exhausted. I lay with Liz for a few minutes.
“Did you cum Liz,” I asked.
“Yes, my orgasms are small these days Cal. It’s the medication.”
“Cal, if you are not busy, I’ll think I’ll have you back next week for another small project. We’ll get started earlier.”
I smilled.

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One Bold Night—part 2

What happens when Tyler is caught masturbating in his gym shower is something he could only have dreamed about…then his best friend catches him with a guy…

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It Was All In My Head (Between Friends, part 2)

It’s a new day, and all I’m thinking about is him….Adam. I wrote him that story, and sent it to him. It was a mistake, of course. He’s told me before that he loves me “as a friend,” which means he wouldn’t give me the time of day to fool around.
“I’m outside,” I text him, sitting on his porch. I wait outside, running my fingers through my choppy black hair. I look at my scuffed black Converse high-tops, and wonder about life. The door opens, and I turn around.
“I just…I don’t think I’m safe alone,” I whisper to him, sniffling. He nods, and opens the door wider to let me in.
“It’s okay, Sissy, I don’t mind,” Adam replies, and I follow him into his room. It isn’t what I imagined when writing my previous story, but some of my descriptions are still accurate.
I sit on his floor, glancing at his television. It’s the pause screen for some video game, and I lean my head on his bed. Adam looks at me, worry in his eyes, and sits down.
“I’m glad you came over, I don’t want you to hurt yourself,” he says, and I lay down on his floor, resting my head on his lap. His eyes say he didn’t expect that, and his hands remain by his sides.
“Do you know how much it sucks, falling for you when I know you don’t feel the same? When I’m supposed to love him?” I ask, a tear rolling down my face. It traces my nostril, then continues until it absorbs into his pants. I look up at Adam, seeing his discomfort.
“I’m…I don’t know…” He trails off, looking exasperated. He shrugs and looks at his TV screen, then picks up his controller and unpausing the game. He starts playing it, and I watch, but he keeps messing up and throws the controller.
Tears sting my eyes, and I get up, moving my body away from him and leaning on the bed. He looks away, and I bite my lip.
“I could just fucking leave, if that’s what you want. And I don’t just mean your house. I’ll leave you alone, you don’t need any of this,” I say harshly, my voice cracking as tears roll down my face. He looks at me, surprised at my outburst.
“Don’t!” Adam mutters, and I crawl over on my hands and knees. He closes his mouth tight, not saying anything else. I reach out and touch his face, but he grabs my hand softly and pushes it away.
“Please don’t…I’m gross,” he says softly, and I touch his face again, then get on my knees in front of him.
“You’re not gross,” I say, “you’re handsome. Cute. Hot. Why can’t you see that? Why don’t you believe me?” I’m whining, and I hate it. But I need him to believe me. I need him to see what I see.
“I don’t believe you because it isn’t true,” he replies sharply. I take his face in my hands and make him look at me, our eyes reflecting one another.
“You’re fucking attractive. Goddamnit, you are. It’s fucking stupid that you keep arguing with me about it,” I growl, and kiss Adam hard. He recoils a little, but I keep at it, kissing him passionately. He pulls away, panting.
“You can’t do that, Sissy!” He tells me, and I glare at him defiantly, quickly kissing him again, pushing my body to his. He resists, but I don’t give up. I pull off my shirt, kissing him the whole time besides the moment I need to pull it off my head. I’m not wearing a bra, I didn’t grant it necessary.
“Mmmn….st…stop,” Adam tries to say, but I don’t relent. I grab his hands and press them to my bare skin. He tries to pull away, and I still don’t let him. I kiss his neck, and he exhales sharply.
“Sissy…” Adam says softly, but he isn’t resisting as much anymore. He sort of melts against me, and one of his hands goes under my chin, bringing his lips to mine. Our kisses are desperate, as if we know this energy can only last so long.
“Don’t stop,” I whimper, and I unbutton his pants quickly. He kisses my neck, breathing hard and fast, and he kicks his pants off. I untie my high-tops and kick them across the room, then pull down my pants and thrown them where my shoes landed.
“Come here,” Adam says, a look of conflict mixed with lust in his eyes. He pulls off his shirt, throwing it on my pile of clothes and sitting on the bed.
I step lightly, quickly, and straddle his lap. We press our bodies together, kissing more and touching. His hands wander across my back, resting on the lower curve and gripping it softly. My arms go around his neck, and our breathing intensifies.
“I need this…I need you,” I moan, and Adam’s hand goes down to pull his throbbing manhood out of the hole in his boxers. It looks different than what I expected, and he pushes me onto my back, kneeling between my legs.
He leans over me, kissing me again, trailing kisses down my body, to my navel, and I shiver. It feels good to be touched that way, by someone knew.
“Please,” I whisper, and Adam looks up at me, then brings himself back between my legs, pushing in quickly. I cry out, my back arching slightly as he thrusts in and out. My arms go up around his neck, and I gently bite his earlobe.
“God…..” he says breathlessly, thrusting in hard and fast, making me moan loud, making my eyes sting with tears. A few escape my eyes, and he sees.
“Oh god, are you okay? Do you want me to stop?” Adam asks urgently, fear in his eyes. He’s stopped thrusting, but I grab his face and kiss him hard, letting him know he must continue.
He keeps going, and my legs grip his waist. I’m tightly grasping him, and I kiss his neck. I feel myself start to climax, and I murmur Adam’s name in his ear, then bite his neck hard as I cum.
“Sissy….” he moans, and I feel him thrust in a few times, hard, and then he releases inside of me, his hot cum filling me. He shakes, going limp on top of me, and we stay there, panting, exhausted, for a few moments.
“What did we just do?” Adam mutters as he pulls out and sits on the edge of the bed, putting his flaccid member into his boxers. He puts his head in his hands, and I go behind him and hug him.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper, and he sighs, shaking his head. He holds one of my hands, and looks over his shoulder at me.
We stay quiet, and I get up and put on my clothes slowly, looking at him. He doesn’t move, and when I’m dressed I hand him his shirt and lay down tiredly on his bed again.
“I’m sorry,” I whisper again, and he smiles half-heartedly. I walk to his door and look back at him. He doesn’t stop me, so I leave. He doesn’t text me for the rest if the night.

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Going South 3 Sue tells all

Going South 3 Sue tells all
It was a week later after dinner and Sue and I were in the living room watching television. She was sitting across from me and I could tell she was not interested in the show. She was slowly opening and closing her legs giving me a view of her pussy. After ten minutes of teasing me she gets up and comes over to me. She straddled my legs facing me and put her arms around my neck. Looking me in the eye she said “baby I need dessert, you know something hot and delicious that will satisfy my body.”
Her lips found mine and her tongue found its way into my mouth. Her body was undulating against me as if she was doing a dance. I returned the kisses and my tongue was in her mouth too. When it came to sex Sue was like a woman possessed. It was a number of minutes later when we stopped kissing and Sue says “that’s nice but get me naked and make love to me.”
I take the bottom of her t-shirt and lift it up and over her head and throw it on the floor. As soon as the t-shirt hit’s the floor, Sue is back kissing me and running her fingers through my hair. As we kiss I reach around her back and undo her bra. As it comes away from her body I wonder why she wears it. Her breasts are firm and do not sag at all. They may not be big but just a nice size. I think she wears the bra to hide those perky nipples when she gets excited in public.
She continues to kiss me and her hands come between us and she starts to unbutton my shirt. When it is open she pulls it off me. Laying against me she rubs her breasts on my hairy chest and breaking the kiss says “your hair tickles my nipples, I love it.” She goes back to kissing and moaning into my mouth.
Slowly she pulls away from me and raising up stands and unfasten her skirt letting it fall to the floor. I know there will be no panties as there was none when she was flashing me. She reaches down and opens my belt and unfastens my pants and pulls them off me. Then my underwear follows and when I am exposed she says “yummy, just what I need a hard, hot cock a perfect dessert.”
Then slowly with a smile on her lips she lowers herself to my cock. Her sensual lips open and my cock is sucked into her mouth and her tongue is gently stroking the underside of my cock. Oh the wonderful sensation of this beautiful girl as she sucks on my cock. She tighten her lips on the edge of the crown head so I get the most sensation. This girl really knows how to suck cock but she does it not to just satisfy me, she does it to satisfy her.
I need to taste this woman and reaching down I take hold of her by the hips and lifting her up have her straddle my head. She is easy to lift as she does not weigh more than one hundred pounds. In the sixty nine I bring my lips to her pussy lips and gently suck on them. Then my tongue licks the petals of her pussy and slowly enters her sexual passage. She moans as I taste her juices and my tongue licks on her hard little clit.
I am in no hurry to fuck but just enjoy this girl as she works on my cock. Her one hand is gently rubbing and squeezing my balls and her other hand is pumping my cock as she sucks me. I wait for her to set the time when she wants more but for now I am enjoying my lips sucking and licking on her cunt and my hands squeezing her ass.
After awhile she lifts her head pulling my cock from her mouth. She swings her leg over me and smiling says “your delicious but I need your hard cock inside me.” She straddles my legs facing me and taking hold of my cock brings it to her pussy. With a pleasurable groan she lowers herself onto my cock and it slides up into her cunt tunnel until her ass settles on my legs.
Once it is in place she bends down and gives me a long gentle kiss. Then she starts to hump her ass up and down fucking me. Some women can only do this slow but Sue has learned to do it fast. She humps away for about a minute then stops and spends time kissing me. When she is in need again she starts humping again.
She takes her time and drags it out. With Sue it is not about getting a climax although she does go crazy with them. With her its more about fucking and feeling the man’s cock inside her. She likes to prolong the sensation of the cock sliding in her cunt tunnel filling her up. She once said she would like to be filled with cock for hours at a time.
It’s about and hour later and she starts to fuck fast again. She looks at me and says “it’s about time for you to fill my pussy with cum.” After another thirty of forty seconds of hard fucking I feel my climax coming and Sue sits up and putting her hands on my chest, she turns her head up and says “yes oh fucking yes I am coming.” As she spasms on my cock I start to pump rope after rope of cum into her pussy as I grip her ass.
She collapses on me and together we take time to recover from the fuck. I lift her head with my hands and say “Sue I love you and I love how you fuck me. You’re the best” and I kiss her.
While we were laying there after that session of sex Sue said “my early life had a lot of sex in it.” I said “you mean with Jessie and your cousin Jimmy.” She said “yes with them but there were others.” She said “sex was a normal part of living in the hollow. Everybody did it with everybody and only a few ever got rejected.”
“Once you were broke in others would want to try you out. Jessie was the one who took my virginity and he would come by every other day for a fuck in my pussy.” For awhile it was regular like that, then he would not come by for four or five days. After three or four months it was once a week or so. I asked if he had another girl, and he said he did. He said “I hope you are not angry with me cause I really do like you and I love to fuck your pussy. With this other girl it is more serious, I think I love her and she loves me. I will probably marry her.” I did not tell him I was not interested in getting married. I just liked the sex and that’s all I wanted. I told him it was ok and if he wanted he still could fuck me.
I never told Jessie about my cousin Jimmy as he did not need to know. My cousin Jimmy was my regular fuck and he did me quite often right up to the time I left the hollow. I was fourteen when I started to fuck him and he was fifteen. The day after our first fuck Jimmy came back and I knew he was after more of my pussy. I was more than ready to give him what he wanted because it was what I wanted. He had a nice size cock and I liked how it felt moving inside my cunt hole. The feeling of his hot, wet cum filling up my cunt as I was having a mind blowing climax was pure heaven.
Sure enough Jimmy came into the yard and said “Sue I am horny how about another fuck?”
I nodded yes saying “sure Jimmy I love the feel of your cock in my pussy lets go off to the pasture and find some soft grass to do it on.”
Jimmy took my hand and led me off to the field. In a little while we were out of sight of the house and we found a low spot where the summer grass had grown thick. We laid down in the grass and Jimmy started to kiss me. I really liked his kisses. I think his mother thought him how to do it right.
While he was kissing me his hands were busy on my tits and then on my cunt. In no time at all he had me all worked up and ready to fuck. My juices were flowing and I needed a cock in me. When I told him I was ready, he said “yeah Sue I’m ready too. My cock is as hard as stone and it needs a hot, tight cunt like yours.”
He opened his pants and his cock sprang free. It was hard alright and sticking straight out from his crotch. He lifted up my dress and pulled down my panties. Getting between my legs he placed the head of his cock in between my pussy lips and pushed. I felt the cock go sliding in me and his balls settled on my ass. Once he was lodged in he started to fuck and I was pushing up to his down strokes.
We kept it up for a half hour and I came twice. He was talking most of the time that he was fucking me. Saying how much he loved the feel of my pussy or how tight I felt on his cock. Then he stopped fucking and pushed in me all the way and said he was coming. I felt him spasm inside my pussy and then felt the cum pumping in me. When he was done he pulled his cock from my cunt with a slurp and laid down beside me. His cum was slowly running out of my pussy onto my ass. I did not bother to wipe it as I liked the feeling.
I asked him if he was still doing his sister. “Yes of course she won’t leave me alone. She sure loves to have her cunt banged.” I asked him how he started with June. He said he never even thought of June until one day as he was fucking away on his mother, he saw June watching them from the doorway. He saw her in the dresser mirror and she was excited because she was rubbing her dress at her pussy.
Jimmy said “I knew by the way she was acting that she wanted to fuck and I was just the guy to break her cherry.” After I blew my load in mother June left. I laid down beside mother and asked her if June was fucking yet. June had not told her one way of the other but she was thirteen and mother said she was thirteen when my grandfather took her. Mother told me if I was going to do her to make sure she was within a week before or after her period. Mother did not want her knocked up.
The next day mother went to the store to buy some things and I knew she would be gone for a couple of hours. I knocked on June’s bedroom door and she said to come in. She was sitting on the bed with her back to the headboard and was reading a book.
She said “what do you want Jimmy?” I thought I would come right out with it and said “I was wondering if you were fucking yet?”
“Why do you want to know” was her reply. “Well if you are I thought maybe I could have a go with you. And if you are not maybe I could bust your cherry and get you started.”
“You really want to fuck me Jimmy. I was hoping somebody would want to teach me how to fuck.” She put her book down and came to the edge of the bed saying “I have a real itch to learn how it feels when a guy puts his cock inside my pussy.”
“Well you know I have experience as you were watching me fuck mom yesterday and I saw you rubbing your pussy as you watched.”
She said “I have seen you do mom three times already and she really likes it.” she then stood up and faced me saying “you can teach me Jimmy I would really like you to do it.”
I asked her when she had her last monthly bleed. She said she just finished one three days ago. I told her that was good because she would not get pregnant if she fucked the week before her bleed or the week after. I then said “strip off your clothes June and I will get you warmed up and pop your cherry.” She did not have to be told twice and started to take off her clothes.
When we were both nude I looked at her body. She was skinny but her tits still looked nice just about the size of your’s Sue. She had a little bit of red hair on her pussy and it was the same color as the hair on her head. She was looking at my cock and said “your cock looks pretty big Jimmy and my pussy is small.” “Don’t worry June mother said it will fit and that she took cock when she was thirteen like you.” I sure hoped mother was right because I sure wanted to put my cock in her.
I told June to come over to me and said “first thing you have to learn is to lick and suck cock.” “Why do I have to do that” was her reply. “Cause if you want a guy to fuck your pussy his cock needs to be hard. My cock is soft now and I could not get it in your pussy also your spit on it will make it slippery and it will slide in easier.”
“Ok how do you do it” said June. I told her to take hold of my cock in her hand and then put it in your mouth and suck on it. She reached out with her hand and took hold of my cock saying “it feels funny Jimmy and very hot.” I told her not to worry about it and to put it in her mouth and start sucking. She brought my cock to her mouth and then kissed it. Then her tongue came out and she licked it. I guess she did not think it tasted bad because she opened her mouth and started to suck on it. Shortly she was eagerly sucking on my cock and she was enjoying it. When she took her mouth from it she said “look Jimmy your cock has got bigger and it is hard are you ready to put it in my pussy.”
I told her to get on the bed and spread her legs. I was going to fuck my sister and break her cherry but first I was going to lick and suck on some thirteen year old pussy. Getting between her spread legs I got ready to taste her pussy. She said “what are you doing Jimmy?” I said I was going to suck on her pussy like she sucked on my cock. Then I put my mouth on her pussy and I heard her take a deep breath and groan.
She was wiggling her ass as I work my mouth all over her cunt. She really did taste good and it was keeping me horny. June said “Jimmy keep doing that it feels wonderful.” I worked on her for a few minutes and did not want to stop she felt so good. However my cock wanted to feel the inside of her pussy, so I raised up and got on my knees between her legs.
She realized what my intentions were and I could see a little fear in her eyes. I told her not to worry I would be gentle and slowly ease my cock in her pussy. “You will stop if it hurts me won’t you Jimmy. You will stop and take it out of my pussy.” I promised her that I would but I knew once my cock got started in her cunt it was going all the way in and I would fuck her pussy good.
Her cunt did look small and I told her to hold her pussy lips open so I could get my cock in. She reached down and spread open her cunt lips with her fingers. I could see the nice pink color of the inside of her cunt and I knew I would soon be feeling the inside of it.
I placed the head of my hard cock in between her cunt lips and gave a small push but her pussy was tight and it seemed dry even with my spit on it. I knew if I pushed it would hurt her and me too. I got up and told her to wait and went into the kitchen and got a little butter. When I got back I put some on her pussy and some on my cock. Then I replaced the head of my cock back in her pussy lips and gave another push.
The head of my cock slipped through her cunt opening and June said “oh gosh Jimmy your cock feels awful big.” She looked like she was ready to jump up and run by look on her face. I told her to relax and let her pussy get used to my cock. I just kept it inside her pussy and did not move for a minute. When I felt her relax I started short in and out movements so she got the feel of fucking. In another minute she said “that’s starting to feel good Jimmy.”
I thought it was time to bust her cherry and I gave a good push and more of my cock went into her cunt. She was tight but I never hit any obstacle as I went into her further. She moaned and said “you are too big Jimmy take it out it hurts.” She did have tears in her eyes but I told her to wait it will feel better in a little while. Again I stopped and did not move letting her pussy adjust to my size.
In a little while she said “it is feeling better now Jimmy the hurt is going away.” I started to move in and out of her pussy and going a little deeper on every stroke in. She was not complaining as I fucked and shortly I feel my pelvis hit against hers. I said “June my cock is all the way inside you does it feel ok?” Her eyes were closed and she nodded yes and said “it’s starting to feel really good. Don’t stop keep fucking me Jimmy. I love it.”
I kept on fucking into her hot pussy enjoying every inch of her tight cunt tunnel. She was pushing her ass up to me trying to get me deeper into her pussy. She was constantly moaning and saying how wonderful my cock felt in her. When she had her climax she let out a long moan and saying “oh my god” and pushed her pelvis up to me to get full penetration with her hands pulling on my arms. I could feel her cunt spasm on my cock and it sure felt good.
When her breathing returned to normal I asked her about her cherry. I told her I did not encounter one. She said she hurt herself about a month ago playing with her hair brush in her pussy. And it did make her bleed but she was embarrassed and did not tell anyone.
I had not moved when she had her climax. I was on my elbows and June had her arms around my neck and my cock was still inside her pussy. I asked it she enjoyed fucking. “It’s the best feeling ever. I really love it. Jimmy your cock is still inside me and it feels hard are you going to fuck me some more.”
“June I have not come yet and I plan to fuck you until I put a big load of cum in your cunt.” With that remark I started to slowly fuck her pussy. While I was doing that I also began to kiss her and she returned my kisses. When our lips separated she smiled at me and said “fucking and kissing are sure a lot of fun.”
I continued to fuck June and then I felt someone touch my shoulder. I was startled and looked it was mother. When I said “mom” I felt June tighten up under me. June’s eyes looked frightened until mom said “are my babies having a good time?” She said “I thought maybe if I gave Jimmy a little room he would fuck you that’s why I left this morning.” Then mother started to get undressed “you don’t mind if I join you guys its been awhile since I ate pussy or had mine eaten by a woman.” I continued to fuck June and mother soon joined us on the bed.
It was about ten minutes later with mother feeling June’s tits and kissing her lips and me fucking her that June started to come. Feeling her contractions brought me over the top and I filled her pussy with cum. June was still breathing hard when mother told me “come on honey pull that cock out of her cunt and let mother do her thing.”
I pulled out and rolled on my back and watched mother get between June’s legs. She began to lick and suck on her cunt getting all of my cum out of her. June was telling mom how good it felt and soon she was having another climax. When mother finished with June she turned to me and sucked my cock clean. I soon had another boner and mom went back to sucking on June pussy. She was on her hands and knees and I just got behind her and buried my cock in her cunt.
It was about half an hour before I unloaded in mom. When I pulled out of her pussy, mom got on her back and told June to come and suck my cum out of her pussy. I was too tired and got dressed and left them playing on the bed.
The next day I see that little vixen June meet up with Baxter twins while they were walking past our place. They are about the same age as June. The next thing I see is her leading them boys to the barn. I waited for little while and then snuck into the barn to see what was going on.”
“There was June stripped down and telling the boys about how to fuck. She soon had the boys jaybird naked and she was handling their cocks and then sucking on them to get them hard. They were not very big but they soon had little boners. She laid down opening her legs and instructed the boys on how to put their cocks in her and fuck. First one was between her legs and moving up and down and saying how good she felt. Then the other one had a go at her pussy.” June said “they had done good and had given her a climax. She asked if they wanted to do it again tomorrow.” They liked the idea and said they would be back. Then they all got dressed.
Watching her gave me a boner so after the boys left I walked into the barn and asked what she was doing. She said “having a little fun with the boys.” I told her I watched and for her to get over here. I had her turn around bend over and put her hands on a bale of hay. I opened my pants and pulled out my hard boner and then flipped up her dress exposing her naked ass. She was not wearing any panties.
I walked up to her holding my cock and wiggled the head of it in her pussy slit. She was wet from playing with the boys and I pushed my cock right her tight pussy. She let out a little grunt as my cock sled all the way in her cunt. She said “that feels good Jimmy fuck my pussy good.” I fucked her bent over as she was for fifteen minutes and she had a climax and I had one too. I pumped about four squirts of cum in her pussy and when I pulled out some of it came out and ran down her leg. Now she says I will have to find mother to clean me and off she goes with a smile on her face.
Listening to him tell the story about his sister got me horny and him also. He took my hand and led me out of the field and into our barn. Once inside he said he would show me how he did his sister. He had me bend over and put my hands on the milking stool. He then lifted my dress up over my back so he could see my ass and pussy.
Then I heard the zipper on his pants and looking back over my shoulder I saw his cock sticking out of his pants. He moved behind me and then I felt him put his cock in my cunt. A push and he was all the way up in my pussy and he was pounding away at me. In a short while I felt him spray my cunt with cum but he kept right on fucking me. Ten minutes later my climax washed over me and Jimmy was there to pump another load of cum in me.
I hadn’t seen Jimmy for a few days after the barn fuck. I was outside feeding the chickens when I see Jimmy coming down the trail from his house. He had his friend Jason and Jason cousin Luke. When they got to where I was Jimmy asked if I would like to go with them. “Where are you going Jimmy?” He said down by the creek and maybe go for a swim.
I knew what he wanted but what about his friends. “Do your friends want to swim too.” Jimmy said “he was interested in banging my pussy and maybe I would let his friends have a go too.” I smiled and said “why not it might be fun having all you boys doing my pussy.”
Jimmy took my hand and led the way to the creek where we would go swimming. When we got there Jimmy started to strip off his clothes. Jason and Luke followed right behind him in getting nude. I took my time getting undressed and made a slow strip show. When my clothes were gone I ran and jumped into the creek. The boys followed and soon we were swimming and splashing one another and having fun.
When we had enough of that Jimmy led me to soft spot in the grass and laid me down. All the boys laid down also to get warm in the sun. Playing in the cool creek water had shrunk their cocks and they did not look very impressive. Jimmy told me to come and suck on his cock to get it standing up.
I moved over him and put my knees on each side of his head and told him to lick and suck my pussy to get me ready too. Then I bent down and took his little shrunk cock in my mouth and in seconds it came back to life. A few minutes later and it was standing tall and ready to fuck. He rolled me on my back and began kissing me and then moved between my legs and his cock found its way to my cunt. A good push and it was buried all the way up my pussy. He did not wait but started to fuck me right away saying “Sue your cunt feels so good on my cock.”
I looked over at Jason and Luke and they were busy stroking their meat and getting their cocks hard. I knew I would soon be feeling their meat in my pussy and I hoped they would feel just as good as Jimmy. My heels were on Jimmy’s ass and my arms were around his neck. He had me moaning as his cock was working in my pussy. He tighten up and I felt him start to cum inside my cunt and I was disappointed as I had not had a climax.
He pulled his cock from me and no sooner got up then Jason came to me. He wanted me to suck on his cock even though it looked ready to do the job. After a minute he got on me and I felt him push his cock in. He groaned and said “you sure feel good Sue.” He was pumping his cock in me right from the entry and I knew he would have me coming in no time.
Luke moved up to me and knelt down and put his cock by my mouth and said “Sue suck on this.” I looked at him and opened my mouth and he moved his cock in and I began sucking. A minute later my climax hit and I grabbed on to Jason as I felt the spasms rack through my body.
After my climax Jason was still fucking my pussy rapidly and then he tensed and I felt his cum shooting inside my pussy. When he rolled off me Luke said “I want a turn but you sure have a lot of cum oozing from your cunt.” I said I could fix that and got up ran and jumped in the creek. I wash my pussy and forced a little water inside to help drain the cum from it. When it was clean I moved back up to the grassy spot and laid down again.
Luke moved between my legs without even asking. His cock found my opening and he pushed his way inside. He was a little bigger than the other two and commented on how tight I was. I thought maybe the cool water of the creek made my pussy smaller like it did the boys. However he was soon fucking away on me and it wasn’t very long before I felt him coming in me. When he got up he said “you sure are a good fuck and I hope we will do it again soon.” We all got dressed and went home.
Jimmy was the only one to come around regularly for a fuck. The other boys would show up once a week or once every two weeks and that was ok with me. I was careful when to let the guys fuck me and I would not fuck if I was in my fertile time. In those times I would give a blowjob or a hand job. It was one of those times that Jimmy said there was another way to have sex that was safe.
He told me we could do it anally. His mother had shown him how to do it. He said to get him hard and he would fuck me in the ass and I could not get pregnant that way. I did not think there could be much pleasure in having a cock shoved up my ass. He convinced me to give it a try and if it hurt to much he would stop. We went into the barn and he asked if we had any salve we used on the cows tits.
When I produced it he said we would need good lubrication to do this kind of fucking. We stripped down and I soon had him ready by sucking on his cock. Then he told me to bent over and put my hands on a bale of hay. He put some salve on his finger and worked it into my ass. It felt a little uncomfortable but not bad. Then he put two fingers in me and this kind of hurt a little. He said he needed to stretch my ass hole. When he put the third finger in me I was ready to call it quits.
Jimmy said I was ready to give it a try and he got behind me and inserted his cock into my ass. When his cock popped inside it hurt a little. He did not move but waited till I felt better. When I told him it felt better he move more cock in me. Slowly he continued to give my ass more of his cock until he had it all in me. The pain soon disappeared and then the pleasured started. I could not believe how good it felt and soon was asking Jimmy to fuck me harder.
We both reached a climax that afternoon and from then on I would do anal sex on my fertile days.
It was about year later when I was fifteen and a half that I had my first experience with a adult man. It was my Uncle Abel. He was always coming over but usually when dad was at work in the coal mine. I spied on him and my mother his sister and I had seen them many times having a fuck.
This time he said he had come over for my dad’s tree branch cutter. He asked me to go to the barn with him to look for it. When we got in the barn uncle said “I heard you have started fucking.” I just nodded and he said “I would like to give you a try. How about it girl?” I had just finished my period and I knew I was safe so I said ok.
Uncle was a big man well over six feet tall and at least two hundred and fifty pounds. He said “strip off girl and let me have look at your cunt.” He pulled his suspenders off and his pants dropped to the ground. When his cock came in view I had second thoughts about fucking him. But he seemed determined and told me to get my dress off. I took it off and he led me over to some hay bales and told me to sit down. He knelt down between my legs and looked at my pussy. Then he pushed my legs open and said “you look good enough to eat.” He moved his head forward and I felt his mouth on my cunt lips. Then his tongue was in my pussy and it felt terrific. Almost as good as having a cock in me. He kept doing me for about five minutes then said he was ready to fuck.
His cock looked huge. I reached out and grasped it and could not get my fingers around it. It was at least eight inches long and was very hard. He told me to lay back and spread my legs. I did it and a part of me said get up and run. I just reached down and grasped my cunt lips and pulled them apart so he could get it in. “That’s it girl hold yourself open for me.” He was on his knees and moved forward and then I felt his cock at my pussy. He pushed and his cock head went inside. I felt really stretched with just the head inside but he did not move right away. He said “we will let that little cunt of yours adjust to my size.” Thirty seconds and he gave another push and more of his cock went inside and I thought he was going to tear me I felt so full of him. Again he stopped and said “when it feels ok tell me girl and I will give you some more.” Slowly my pussy started to stretch to his size. I said “it feels better” and he pushed more cock in me. We waited again and he said “ok girl lets get the rest in you.” He gave a good push and the rest of his cock went all the way inside me. This time he did not wait but started to fuck me with powerful cock strokes. I thought there would be more pain but only a tight full feeling in my cunt. I could feel every ripple on his cock and he did not slow down but continued to give a good fucking.
My uncle continued to fuck me for a good half hour. My pussy had stretched and I was enjoying his large prick inside me and savouring every stroke. He was grunting and moaning and telling me what a nice tight cunt I had. I was moaning and telling my uncle to fuck me and then my climax hit and the spasms were unbelievable. I had the best cum ever. When that happened with a roar my uncle pushed his cock all the way in and I felt him spasm and pump his cum into me. I thought that Jimmy could cum a lot but my uncle was a fire hose and pumped load after load into me. When he pulled his cock from my cunt it made a sucking sound and then his cum rolled out of my pussy. I just lay there exhausted and my uncle got up and pulled his pants up and put the suspenders over his shoulders. He said I was a good fuck and he would drop by from time to time to fill my pussy up again. I thought it was a really good idea.
It was about a month later when in had my next experience with a older man. My dad said that a farmer named Adams would be bring a bull over to breed our cow. I should stay close to home and wait for him. A couple hours after dad went to work he came in the yard. He asked where the cow was and I showed him. He let the bull in and watched to make sure it did the job. I watched too. The bull walked around the cow and he sniffed her cunt. Then he up and mounted the cow and she did not move but waited to get his cock in her. When he found her cunt he gave a big push and a twenty inches of cock went into her cunt. Her back arched at being filled with him and they stayed locked together for a minute while he pumped his cum into her cunt. When the bull dismounted and pulled his cock free some of his come ran out her cunt. As I stood there watching I rubbed my cunt through my dress. I was unaware I was even doing it.
Mr. Adams looked at me and said “you look like you need some help.” I said “I think I could use some.” He said come on and led the way in the barn. Once inside he said “take off the dress and let me get a look at the goods.” I did not hesitate and dropped the dress right away. He pulled off his pants and shirt. He had a good sized cock not as big as my uncles and real hairy chest. He said I should suck his cock to get it hard and then he would give me a fuck. I got down on my knees and took his cock in my mouth and licked and sucked him. After a couple of minutes he said he said “I’m ready get up and bent over and hold on to the wall.” He got behind me and I felt his fingers opening my pussy and putting them inside of it. Then he placed his cock at my cunt and pushed and it went in to the balls. He fucked me for twenty minutes before he came inside me and I had a climax when he did. When he finished he said “that should hold you for awhile.” He got dressed and went out to the bull. He said it was done and he got the bull and left.
After I turned fifteen most of the guys did not come to see me very often. Jimmy found a girlfriend on a farm near Deep Rock but he would still come around once of twice a week to fuck. Luke got married and moved to Pitts. Jason joined the army and left the hollow altogether. My uncle still came by once of twice a month. I met this guy named Tim and he became my boyfriend and my regular fuck buddy.
One night my mother and dad had a big fight. They were both drunk and my dad got mean when he was drunk. I was beat up quite often when he was in his drunk rages. I tried to stay out of his way when he got that way. This particular night I seen him hit my mother but she could not feel it as she had passed out from drinking. He said “I need a cunt to fuck and I am not going to do it with some passed out drunken bitch.” Then I heard him say “there’s more than one cunt in this house.“
I had never had sex with my dad as he did not seem interested in me that way. He came into my room and said “get undressed and get ready to be fucked by your old man.”
He started to take off his clothes and told me to come to him and suck on his cock to get it up. When I went to him he said “come on girl strip off and suck my cock.” I guess I did not move fast enough and he hit me, knocking me to the floor. He grabbed my dress and tore it off my body. Then he said “come get sucking you bitch.”
I took his cock in my mouth and started to suck him but being drunk he did not respond fast. He got mad and hit me again and dragged me up by my hair and said “come on you young cunt suck me right or I will hit you again.“ I went back to sucking on his cock and it started to respond. I had a nose bleed from his hitting, he did not care and I kept on sucking so as to not get hit again.
He told me to get on the bed as he was ready to fuck. Normally I love to fuck but this was not fun. When he got between my legs he slapped my cunt and said “keep it open so I can get my cock in you.” I held myself open and he pushed his cock in me and began to fuck. He was not overly large and it did not bother me that way. He was very rough banging himself into my pelvis and bruising and hurting my cunt. He kept it up for ten minutes until he had a come. Then he rolled off and fell asleep. I got up and found some clothes and went and slept in the barn.
In the morning I went and found Tim and asked him if he would run away with me. He said he sure would and went and got his motorcycle. We left late that morning and I never looked back. But he chickened out and left me and that when you found me.
She was crying when she finished the story and I held her to me till she stopped. She said “I guess you think I am a crazy slut and will have nothing to do with me now that I have told you it all.” I said “all you told me is you are an sexual experienced woman which I love and that you have a abusive father that you had to get away from. I know I love you Sue and want you to stay with me as long as you want.” She smiled at me and wiped away the tears and said “best thing that ever happened to me was finding you.”

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Fantasy

Garden of Earthly Delights

It was about ten o’clock on a warm, summer-like morning in southern California. As Jonathan looked out his second floor bedroom window, he could see his neighbor, Veronica. She had already come out onto her patio and was lying on a lounge chair catching some rays. Jonathan studied how the sun, reflecting off Veronica’s tanned Latino skin, was in sharp contrast to her bright pink and very small string bikini, which barely covered her shapely assets.
Because he hadn’t seen her during Christmas break, Jonathan watched Veronica through the window for quite a few minutes. He thought about how beautiful she had become since he saw her last summer. They had grown up next door to each other, though they never dated. Veronica would be starting her junior year and Jonathan would be a senior, when they returned to college in the fall, but at the moment they had the summer off.
After about ten minutes Jonathan decided that maybe he should go out and invite Veronica to join him for a frozen drink. Especially since their parents were at work, and any neighborhood kids were still in school.
Changing into cut-off cargo pants and a turquoise t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, Jonathan wondered into his backyard and peeked over the redwood fence. To his surprise, Veronica was gone. Disappointed, Jonathan sat down on a nearby bench. However, within a few minutes, he heard a screen door swinging shut, as Veronica walked onto her patio again. This time she came up to her side of the fence and peeked over.
“Hey good looking. How are you this morning?” she said sweetly, when she saw where Jonathan was sitting.
“Hey Veronica…I’m good. How you doin’?” Jonathan replied as he stood up to face her.
As Veronica tossed her long dark hair over her shoulder, she said in a melancholy tone, “Not to bad. A bit bored though…so I thought I’d take in some sun.
“I’m a bit bored too,” Jonathan replied as he brushed the dark blonde curls from his eyes. “My lifeguard job at the beach doesn’t start ‘til Saturday. You look real hot in that bikini,” he then blurted without thinking.
“Thanks!” Veronica said with a sincere smile. “That’s the nicest thing anyone has said to me in quite some time. You don’t look too bad yourself. Have you been workin’ out?”
Trying to hide his pride, Jonathan answered with a smirk, “Just some free weights an stuff.”
“It shows!” Veronica quickly responded. Feeling a bit blushed by her willing honesty.
The two college students spoke back and forth for a few minutes, catching up on what has been happening in their lives lately. Most importantly, Jonathan learned that Veronica recently broke up with her boyfriend just before classes ended. Since Jonathan was not dating anyone steadily at the moment, he enthusiastically invited her to sun bathe with him and have a frozen drink. Veronica had a part-time job as a waitress, but she didn’t have to be at the restaurant until late afternoon, so she said she would be around in a minute after she grabbed a few things.
Jonathan bolted for the kitchen to mix up the drinks. He got out the blender and searched for some other ingredients he would need. Meanwhile, since Veronica knew the cipher-lock combination on the backyard gate, she let herself in. Not seeing Jonathan anywhere, Veronica walked up the steps to the deck to get a better view. Thinking he might be in the back garden.
“I’m in here!” Jonathan shouted through the sliding screen door. “Come on in.”
Veronica had been in this kitchen many times as she was growing up, since her parents and Jonathan’s parents were good friends. But this time it felt different. She was excited about the thoughts she was having ever since Jonathan told her she looked real hot in her bikini. She had sometimes fantasized about Jonathan, and even pretended Jonathan was on top of her when she masturbated. But now, it seemed as though circumstances were coming together to allow Veronica’s fantasy to come true.
“Can I help you with anything?” Veronica asked, in as sexy a voice as she could produce.
“I’ve got the honeydew and watermelon. If you could get some ice and honey and put it in the blender that would be great. I’ll be right back. I’m just gonna get the Midori from the liquor cabinet,” Jonathan said quickly, as he headed for the game room.
“What’s Midori?” Veronica inquired, in a loud enough voice for Jonathan to hear her in the game room.
Jonathan hollered back, “It’s melon flavored liqueur. I think you’ll like it.”
After getting the ice and honey, Veronica started thinking of how the next couple hours would unfold. As her mind started to wander, she could feel herself getting a little moist and her pulse started to quicken a bit. However, when Jonathan re-entered the kitchen, it snapped her back to reality and Veronica composed herself.
It was all Jonathan could do to pay attention to mixing the frozen drinks, since he frequently glanced at Veronica’s near naked figure. She could sense he was looking at her in a way that he never looked at her before, which excited her even more. Just as Jonathan was pouring the frozen concoction from the blender, Veronica caught him looking at her ample breasts, and she gave him a re-assuring smile.
“It’s okay,” Veronica said, and as she placed her hand on Jonathan’s muscular shoulder, heavily decorated with a swirling tribal tattoo that extended down his arm. Staring into his sparkling sapphire eyes, she sincerely continued, “I don’t mind having you look. In fact, I kinda like it.”
With that remark, Jonathan seemed to relax and he broke out in a broad smile, making dimples form in his checks. Something Veronica always thought was very sexy.
Sensing his manhood starting to arouse a little bit, Jonathan picked up the large soft blanket he intended for them to lie on and held it in front of himself, concealing his potentially embarrassing bulge. He then grabbed his drink and motioned Veronica to take her drink, as well as the tote bag she brought, out into the backyard.
While Veronica was leading the way, Jonathan couldn’t help but marvel at how sexy her firm ass looked as she walked. “So firm you could crack an egg on it,” he thought to himself. Veronica knew he was looking at her ass, so she tried to walk in a way that would accentuate its motion.
“Nice artwork,” Jonathan stated matter-of-factly, trying to divert his attention, so that his pecker would relax and not embarrass him.
Veronica stopped suddenly, and Jonathan almost bumped into her. She looked over her shoulder, flinging her wavy trusses out of the way; her large gold loop earrings swaying back and forth. With a sultry look and a sexy smile formed from her full red-glossed lips, Veronica asked, “You mean my butterfly?” Referring to her delicately colored tattoo, centered in the small of her back, framed by very thin swirls in a tribal style.
“Yeah,” Jonathan replied. “When’d you get that?”
“I got it for my birthday last November,” Veronica answered as she twisted around, as if to look at her own tattoo. “Do you like it?” she asked.
“Very much!” Jonathan said with enthusiasm.
Taking the lead, Jonathan then said, “Why don’t we go this way.”
After descending the steps of the deck, Veronica followed Jonathan as they walked across a wide expanse of a well-manicured lawn, past the built-in pool, and down a series of stone steps to the entrance of the Japanese garden Jonathan’s father had built. This was his father’s pride and joy, and one of Jonathan’s favorite places to hang out.
The couple followed the narrow pebbled path as it meandered through irregular undulating flowerbeds, small flowering bushes and exotic looking ornamental trees, mixed with purposefully placed stones and other natural-material artworks. Soon, they crossed the small wooden bridge arching over the man-made water feature. Veronica paused to gaze at the small stream of water, which cascaded down a natural-looking rock formation. It was dotted with mosses and ferns, and then flowed down a winding babbling brook under the bridge, eventually emptying into a small re-circulated pond filled with a dozen red and white Koi fish.
“It’s always so beautiful here,” Veronica remarked.
“Yeah, it’s one of my favorite places,” Jonathan said, as he took Veronica buy the hand and continued across the bridge.
Traversing more of the meandering footpath, the couple came to a fork where the pebbled paths split. Jonathan pointed down one of them saying, “Let’s go over here.”
In a short time they came to a flat grassy area next to a small pavilion, with an Japanese style roof, at the very back of the garden. The grassy area was in full sun, though the redwood fence towered twelve feet above them in this section, and there were ornamental trees on two sides. They could still hear the cascading water, now mixed with the delicate sound of wind chimes hanging from the corner of the pavilion.
“This is such a great spot!” Veronica exclaimed, as Jonathan handed her his drink and proceeded to spread out the blanket.
Jonathan sat down and motioned Veronica to join him. After getting settled and handing him his drink, Veronica observed “Wow…you can’t even see your house from here.”
“That’s one of the reasons I like this spot so much,” Jonathan responded with a slight grin.
While sitting next to each other and sipping their drinks, Jonathan noticed Veronica was wearing a delicate silver ankle bracelet with a small star. Knowing what the answer would be, Jonathan still asked, “Is that the ankle bracelet I gave you just before you went to your junior prom?”
“Yes…I’ve always liked it,” Veronica answered eagerly. “I was so nervous back then when Chad asked me to the prom, but I still remember what you said.”
“It was a long time ago,” Jonathan remarked, pretending he didn’t remember what he said.
Veronica replied, “Don’t you remember? You reminded me that when we were kids, we use to gaze at the stars at night, and we picked out our own special stars that would watch over us. When you gave me the bracelet, you said the star on it would be like my special star and watch over me also. It made me feel so much better. It was so sweet…and I even gave you a hug and a kiss.”
With a teasing smile, Veronica pushed Jonathan’s shoulder while asking, “How could you forget that?”
Recovering to his sitting position, and with a smile and a giggle, Jonathan answered, “I was just kidding…of course I remember.”
Poking Jonathan in the side and giving a little tickle, Veronica warned with a smile, “I’ll get you for that!” Chuckling as he pulled away, Jonathan alarmingly said, “Hey…don’t spill the drinks!”
“You’ve almost finished yours anyway,” Veronica teased as she drank the rest of hers.
“That was really good,” she said, while putting down her glass and reaching for her tote bag.
Pulling out a plastic bottle, Veronica squeezed some clear oily liquid onto her hands and started to rub it on her long legs, slowly massaging every inch. She then worked her way up to her stomach, and while she was massaging the oil over the parts of her breasts bulging out from under the restraints of her bikini top, Jonathan could not help but stare.
After coating her neck and arms, Veronica then looked at Jonathan and asked if he would rub some of the oil onto her back. Jonathan instantly responded by taking the bottle. Before he could squeeze out any liquid, Veronica had turned over and was laying face down with her arms extended outward at right angles, on either side of her head, anxiously waiting for his touch.
With the fragrant lotion in his hand, Jonathan gently started to rub the oil onto Veronica’s lower back. Her skin felt so very smooth, and Jonathan could feel her body responding to his every movement. When he ran his hand across the lowest part of Veronica’s back, spreading the lotion as far as Jonathan dared to touch, he let a couple fingertips slip under the top edge of her bikini. Veronica responded with a slight giggle, saying, “That tickles.”
“This smells good,” Jonathan observed. “What’s in it?”
Turning slightly to face him, Veronica answered, “Some extracts from tea tree oil, peppermint oil, rosemary oil, something called ylang ylang, and a couple other items I can’t remember.”
“Oh,” Jonathan replied, trying to hide the fact that he didn’t know what she was talking about. “Is it some kind of fancy sunscreen?” he inquired.
“No…it just keeps my skin soft and moist. Besides, it feels good and smells good too,” Veronica said, as she returned to a prone position. What Veronica did not mention, is that she had also poured some human pheromones into the massage oil just before she came over, hoping it would act as an aphrodisiac. Reminding herself of this thought, Veronica smiled knowingly.
Working the lotion further up Veronica’s back, Jonathan paused at the bikini strings across her back. “You can pull that down a little bit if it’s in the way,” Veronica said softly, enjoying the sensations.
Carefully, Jonathan inched the bow-tied strings lower and massaged the lotion into the skin where they previously had been. Little by little, Jonathan massaged a bit closer to the edge of Veronica’s back, letting his fingers caress the soft protrusions pressing out from her bikini top at the sides of her breasts.
“That feels good,” Veronica assured Jonathan, while in an almost dream-like state. She could feel herself getting moister than before, and though she was lying down, she could sense her nipples getting harder. Her pulse had quickened again, as she started to visualize what could happen very soon.
Jonathan proceeded to spread the oil around Veronica’s neck and shoulders, massaging gently but firmly, making Veronica moan appreciatively.
By this time, the combination of caressing Veronica’s smooth body, and inhaling the stimulating fragrance of the massage oil laced with pheromones, Jonathan could not suppress his arousal any longer, and his manhood became stiff and hard.
Just then, without warning, Veronica lifted herself up onto her knees, and faced Jonathan saying, “Okay, now I’ll do you.”
While Jonathan was also kneeling and squeezing his legs together so that his now full erection would not be noticed, Veronica proceeded to lift his sleeveless t-shirt over his head. It was then that he noticed Veronica’s nipples were creating little visible bumps though her bikini top. She could see that he was staring at her hardened nipples, and gave him a broad smile. Tossing his t-shirt aside, Veronica then focused on the old Chinese coin with a square hole in the middle, suspended from Jonathan’s neck on a short rawhide thong.
“That’s the coin I gave you for good luck when you entered that surfing competition!” Veronica excitedly observed. “You’re still wearing it?” she asked.
“Yeah…I may have only placed fifth, but at least I didn’t have any bad wipeouts, so it must’ve had some good luck in it,” Jonathan answered.
Veronica quickly responded, saying, “You may have come in fifth place, but you were only a senior in high school then; and there were lot’s of other surfers that were older and had more experience. Fifth place wasn’t bad at all…considering there were twenty-three entries!”
Jonathan was impressed by Veronica’s expression of loyalty and compassion.
“Now lay down!” Veronica commanded in a sweet tone.
In a flash, Jonathan turned and onto his stomach. As Veronica leaned over him to get the massage oil bottle, he felt her breasts gently brush against his back. The sensation of her perked nipples rubbing against his bare back was an instant turn-on, and though it was pressing into the ground, his erect pole pulsed even more.
Veronica was very gentle as she applied the massage oil to Jonathan’s back, and explored every muscle, occasionally sneaking a hand under his loose shorts. Veronica then slapped Jonathan’s ass and commanded him to turn over.
Without hesitation Jonathan turned over. Before Veronica started to rub the lotion onto his chest, she noticed his large and bulging package, with a small wet stain at the top, formed by some pre-cum that had already escaped. “There’s no turning back now,” Veronica thought. She was determined that since she was on the pill, they would go all the way.
“What have we here? Veronica said teasingly as she gently grabbed hold of Jonathan’s ever stiffening cock.
“You’re just so hot and sexy…I can’t help it…you turn me on so much,” Jonathan innocently pleaded.
Releasing her hold, Veronica straddled Jonathan’s hips, pressing her now very wet pussy beneath her bikini, against his love muscle beneath his shorts. She slowly moved her hips, teasing him and pressing her swollen labia lips across the length of his pole. Jonathan closed his eyes for a moment to quickly ponder his good fortune. He too had fantasized about Veronica many times, and now his fantasy was coming true.
Caressing Jonathan’s well-developed chest muscles, Veronica worked her hands down to his rippled abdominal muscles. Then with one hand remaining on his six-pack abs, Veronica’s other hand quickly untied the strings of her bikini top, releasing her firm breasts from their bondage, and tossed it aside.
When Jonathan opened his eyes, he was surprised to see that Veronica had removed her bikini top. He saw the most amazing breasts ever. “Just perfect,” he thought. They were well rounded, but firm like mountain peaks. Jonathan marveled at the contrast between her tan, and the pale portions of her soft breasts that had never seen the sun. He studied the perfect form of Veronica’s sensual mammaries for a few moments, with their perked and puffy, nut-brown areolas, topped with protruding nipples, before gently cupping them with his hands. Then, taking the nipples in-between his fingers, he gently squeezed them, and Veronica began to moan. As she closed her eyes and licked her lips, she let her head fall backwards. Impulsively, she arched her back and pressed her chest forward.
After gently massaging Veronica’s nipples, Jonathan sat up. Taking each nipple into his mouth, he gently suckled them and occasionally flicked at them with his tongue, stopping just long enough to nibble them a little.
Veronica leaned forward and with her hands cupping both sides of Jonathan’s neck. She gently kissed his bottom lip, moved to his top lip, and kissed his bottom lip again. Jonathan looked into Veronica’s beautiful chocolate eyes with deep desire, and with excited passion, she looked right back into his.
Jonathan’s hands then slid down to the sides of Veronica’s slender waist and held onto her hips, as he returned her kiss. His kisses were gentle at first, but gradually with more and more passion. “Your sweet mouth is so hot and tempting,” Jonathan thought.
They both took turns to explore each other’s mouths with their tongues. Before too long, Jonathan’s hands were exploring every inch of Veronica’s back. When his hands got down to her lower back, he gently slipped them under her bikini and massaged a butt cheek in each hand, making sure he parted her cheeks every time he thrust his tongue into her mouth.
Kissing and licking his way to Veronica’s neck, Jonathan started to run his hands further down her ass cheeks, giving a gentle squeeze now and then.
By now Jonathan was extremely hard and Veronica was very wet. She was moaning and responding to his every touch. Then Jonathan gently guided Veronica to the blanket on her back and she willingly parted her legs. While on his knees in-between her legs, Jonathan started to kiss Veronica’s abdomen. While running his hands up the sides of her stomach, he caressed the sides of her beautiful breasts. When Jonathan’s mouth reached Veronica’s navel, he gently placed his tongue in the hole and locked his lips around its edge. He then began sucking and tonguing her belly button. Veronica had never felt a sensation like this before, but it turned her on so very much, she swooned with the increased pleasure.
While his tongue caressed Veronica’s navel, Jonathan slid his hands up her body again and gently cupped her breasts. Leaning her head forward, Veronica took one of Jonathan’s hands and started to seductively suck each of his fingers while keeping eye contact.
The sensation of Jonathan’s hot tongue probing Veronica’s navel was too intense for her to stand, and she released his fingers; her head falling back to the blanket once more. Jonathan could feel Veronica’s abdominal muscles contract, as she started rhythmically moving her pelvis, indicating that she was extremely horny.
Confident that the time was right, Jonathan kissed his way down Veronica’s lower abdomen to the edge of her bikini. The pleasure of the sensation caused Veronica to moan louder. Her bikini was soaked, and Jonathan could smell her sweet wetness. He could clearly see her pussy, since the wet bikini clung to every contour of the most private of her very feminine assets. Jonathan kissed Veronica’s pussy lips through her bikini and started to lash his tongue against her slit. She continued to moan loudly, which made Jonathan want her even more.
Suddenly, Veronica reached down and untied the strings on both sides of her bikini. Rising up, Jonathan looked into Veronica’s glazed eyes, earnestly trying to communicate desire, trust, and respect in seconds. He then gently peeled off her wet bikini to reveal an incredibly sexy, and wonderfully bare pussy. Veronica lifted her hips in the air, and Jonathan pulled the bikini free and tossed it aside.
Veronica’s bikini line had been recently waxed, leaving her loins pale and smooth as satin, except for a small narrow strip of closely clipped hair in the shape of a triangle, with it’s point just above her clitoris.
Caressing Veronica’s smooth skin on both sides of her vulva, Jonathan exclaimed, “You are so gorgeous and so sexy, you could be a centerfold.” Veronica seemed to blush at the compliment, but it made her feel even more sexy and secure. Just then, the wind chimes started to tinkle and Veronica felt the coolness of the breeze on her wet and protruding labia.
Bending down again, Jonathan began slowly licking Veronica’s hot slit, only this time, savoring the taste of her sweetness. Then, Jonathan probed her bright pink and very wet vaginal tunnel with his tongue, causing Veronica to spread her legs wider, while gasping in ecstasy. She wanted him inside her so badly, and when Jonathan gently flicked and licked her stiff clit protruding from its hood, Veronica let out a high-pitched whine while clutching at the blanket with tightening fists.
Occasionally, Jonathan would move his hot tongue away from Veronica’s love button, in order to concentrate his licking and sucking on her swollen, light brown pussy lips. While continuing to lick and suck at Veronica’s labia, Jonathan slowly thrust first one, then three fingers into her widening vagina. Arching her back, Veronica continued to moan. Jonathan then gently pressed his middle finger against Veronica’s G-spot. Gasping from the sheer ecstasy, Veronica’s moan became increasingly higher in pitch. Before long, Jonathan could feel her love tunnel beginning to tighten, signaling she was about to cum soon.
Carefully placing his lips around Veronica’s entire vulva, Jonathan started to suck at her engorged inner lips while extending his tongue, probing it as deep as possible. As if in an ecstatic daze, Veronica placed both her hands on Jonathan’s head and started to grind her pelvis into him. Feeling her thigh muscles contracting and her grip on his head tightening, Jonathan knew Veronica was very close, and he started to taste her hot cum on the end of his tongue. Then without warning, Veronica cried “Oh my God!” and Jonathan’s mouth was filled with a torrent of gushing sweet liquid, almost making him choke.
Jonathan had heard about women that squirt, or have female ejaculations, and had seen some pictures on the Internet, but he had never known any girls that had the capability. After pulling his head away, in order to swallow and catch his breath, Jonathan looked at Veronica in amazement.
“I’m so sorry,” Veronica said. “That’s never happened before.”
“Are you kidding?” Jonathan quickly replied. “That’s sooo HOT! Not very many girls can cum like that.”
“Really?” Veronica questioned, with gratitude in her eyes. “You’re not just saying that?”
So as to reassure her, Jonathan kissed his way up Veronica’s stomach and licked his way through her cleavage. She wrapped her arms around him, and Jonathan kissed and licked Veronica’s neck, before moving up to her mouth. They kissed passionately and Veronica whispered, “It’s not fair.”
Intrigued, Jonathan inquired, “What’s not fair?”
“You still have your pants on,” Veronica said with a coy smile.
Pushing Jonathan onto his back, Veronica guided her hand down his washboard abs to his shorts, slowly undid his button and pulled down his zipper. She carefully slid his shorts down, and proceeded to remove his boxers too. For a moment, all Veronica could do was stare at Jonathan’s beautiful stiff cock. “It’s about the same size as my vibrator,” Veronica thought, as she admired the details of its bulging veins and rosy helmet.
While kneeling at his side, Veronica firmly grabbed hold of the base of Jonathan’s thick pole with one hand, gently fondled his testicles with the other hand, and began licking the tender spot just below his helmet. Jonathan laid his head back and moaned with pleasure.
Unexpectedly, Veronica then raised her head, keeping a firm grip on Jonathan’s cock, and tossed a leg over his torso. While straddling him, and still on her knees, Veronica pressed her quivering wet pussy into Jonathan’s face, as she engulfed his cock and began sucking its length.
With his fingertips parting her outer pussy lips, Jonathan thrust his tongue into Veronica’s very wet tunnel once again, probing it’s soft interior. Then, reaching underneath with one hand, he began circling her clit with his thumb. Muffled moans emanated from Veronica’s throat. Jonathan found it difficult to focus as he was starting to moan from the pleasurable sensations he was experiencing as well.
Veronica could feel herself building towards another orgasm, as she enthusiastically sucked Jonathan’s throbbing cock, while bobbing her head up and down. Occasionally she would twist her mouth around his love muscle, pressing her hot tongue against its smooth and throbbing exterior.
The more intense the ecstatic genital sensations became for the couple, now becoming moist with sweat, the more enthusiastically they continued their oral stimulations.
Intrigued by the movement of Veronica’s puffy anal sphincter, and while continuing to stimulate Veronica’s clit with his thumb, Jonathan brought his other hand up. After submerging his other thumb into the wetness of her slit, he rested the now lubricated thumb in the center of her moist anus, to see what would happen. Responding with a deep moan, Veronica lifted her ass higher, pressing her anus into Jonathan’s thumb. Sensing approval, Jonathan slowly eased his thumb into Veronica’s puckered anal opening. She wiggled her ass from side to side and rocked her pelvis, causing Jonathan’s thumb to slide in and out.
Since Veronica had never had her anus stimulated before, the intense erotic sensations she felt surprised her. Momentarily stopping her sucking of Jonathan’s stiff cock, Veronica moaned deeply saying, “Oh my God, that feels so good.”
With confident enthusiasm, Jonathan worked his thumb deep into Veronica’s anus, while he plunged his other thumb deep into Veronica’s soaking wet pussy, twirling and probing faster and faster.
Like a hungry lioness, Veronica’s hot tongue and wet lips kissed and licked the area between Jonathan’s thighs and his tightening scrotum. Then, while stroking his cock with one hand, she licked and kissed his underside of his balls. Immediately, Jonathan gasped and loudly moaned in ecstasy. Feeling his groin muscles and his scrotum tighten and his cock getting rock hard, Veronica knew he was going to cum any second. Wanting to taste his sweet production when it erupted, Veronica once again engulfed Jonathan’s helmet in her mouth and licked her tongue against the tender spot just below it. Veronica was so turned on, sensing Jonathan’s immanent orgasm, her pussy muscles contracted and let go another gush of sweet fluid, covering Jonathan’s neck, as her body twitched with wave after wave of multiple orgasms.
Just then, Jonathan let go his own orgasmic fluid, as his cock exploded with the most intense orgasm he could remember ever having. Uttering unintelligible grunts each time his warm semen filled Veronica’s mouth, Jonathan lay back and rested bracing hands on her thighs.
Swallowing each time her mouth was filled with Jonathan’s sweet cum, Veronica continued to have her own orgasms in lessening frequency and intensity. With in minutes, Veronica raised herself up, and while gently keeping a firm grasp on Jonathan’s still erect but softening cock, she swung her leg around, and positioned herself so that she was facing Jonathan with her legs straddling his hips. “You’re not giving up so quickly are you?” Veronica teased.
“Nooo, not at all,” Jonathan replied. “I just need to catch my breath. You’re incredible!”
“You haven’t seen anything yet. That was just the warm up,” Veronica said with a sultry smile.
Veronica started to stroke Jonathan’s cock up and down the length of its shaft, giving him a better hand job then he had ever given himself. Each time she sensed there was too much friction, Veronica rubbed her hand against her wet pussy and then smeared her slippery juices all over his cock. Slowly Jonathan’s love pole began to stiffen once more.
Leaning forward, Veronica pressed her pussy against the base of Jonathan’s cock, her engorged soft labia clinging to both sides of its girth. Then, propping her arms on his chest, Veronica gently started to rock her pelvis against Jonathan’s cock, rubbing her wet pussy against the length of it without allowing it to enter her yet. Jonathan swooned at the intense feeling of Veronica’s hot pussy lips sliding against his cock.
Then, with a mixture of concern and disappointment, Jonathan realized something important and blurted, “Crap! I just remembered…I don’t have any condoms with me.”
“Relax,” Veronica said reassuringly. “I’ve been on the pill for some time now.”
Jonathan had known Veronica since she was six years old, and since he always knew her to be honest with him, he had no cause for concern anymore.
Giving Jonathan a quick but passionate kiss with a probing tongue, Veronica’s hand then slowly guided his now rock hard cock into her welcoming pussy. Watching his cock enter Veronica’s cavern of delight turned Jonathan on almost as much as the tremendously pleasurable sensation it produced. The muscles inside Veronica’s vagina contracted rhythmically, squeezing Jonathan’s hot cock, as she lowered herself onto his stiff pole. When she had taken it all in, Veronica started to rotate her pelvis, affectively squeezing and massaging Jonathan’s throbbing cock even more.
“I want you to cum inside me, so gimme all you got,” Veronica challenged.
After voicing her challenge, Veronica then leaned backwards, supporting herself with her hands on Jonathan’s knees. There she raised and lowered herself over the length of Jonathan’s stiff pole. Jonathan reached out and with one hand, slightly pressed the skin upwards directly above Veronica’s vulva, which pulled back her clit hood. Then with his other hand, Jonathan began massaging Veronica’s clitoris with his thumb once again.
“Wow!…It feels so incredible to be inside you. I’ve thought about how it’d be like for quite some time,” Jonathan confessed.
“Really?” Veronica replied. “Why didn’t you ever say anything?” she questioned, while still moving her pelvis, massaging Jonathan’s love muscle.
“You always seemed to have a boyfriend, and I didn’t want to interfere,” Jonathan explained. “Besides, I didn’t want to ruin our friendship.”
With a big smile, Veronica made her own confession saying, “I’ve had a crush on you since I was a freshman in high school. I always hoped that you would ask me out, but you never did. I even had dreams about you taking me to some romantic place and making passionate love to me all night long.”
Breaking into his own big smile of serene happiness, as a result of what he had just learned, Jonathan replied, “You’ve got to be kidding! If I had known you felt that way, I would have asked you out a long time ago.”
With that, Veronica leaned forward and gave Jonathan another deep and passionate kiss. Jonathan returned her kiss and their tongues mingled with a new level of passion and excitement. He then started to thrust his shaft in and out of Veronica’s pussy, as she ground her hips against his.
“Harder and faster,” Veronica whispered in Jonathan’s ear.
He was determined he would not disappoint her, and began pumping his love muscle with harder, more sincere thrusts. Pushing his cock as deep as possible, representing the deep passion Jonathan had for Veronica. With every thrust Veronica moaned and gasped. Her moans were getting louder and it was turning Jonathan on, knowing that he was contributing to Veronica’s ecstatic pleasure.
So as to have greater leverage, Jonathan pulled up his knees, with his feet flat on the blanket. Then, holding Veronica’s waist and pushing with his legs, he significantly increased the power of his thrusts. As Jonathan would thrust upwards, sending his bulging manhood deeper, Veronica would push her hips backwards, allowing her tightening pussy to embrace it’s welcome guest.
With Jonathan’s increasingly faster thrusts, Veronica’s very aroused breasts would jiggle in a matching rhythm. As he wiped the dripping sweat from his forehead, Jonathan was aware that he was lasting a long time, even though he felt like he was going to explode.
In between her racing heartbeats, time seemed to slow down for Veronica. She became aware that her senses had become heightened. She could feel the warm sun on her back and buttocks. She could feel herself covered with droplets of sweat, made cooler by the slightest breeze. Veronica breathed in the erotic odor of musky sweat and sweet pussy juice, which filled the air, and was aware of the sound of the wind chimes once again.
Suddenly, Jonathan rolled Veronica onto her back, looked lovingly into her eyes and said, “I’m going to make love to you.”
Then, Jonathan resumed the thrusts of his rock hard cock into Veronica’s pussy, wet with anticipation. She wrapped her long legs around Jonathan’s butt cheeks, pulling his groin closer to her with every thrust. As Jonathan pumped his stiff pole faster and faster, Veronica’s vagina contracted, sucking his cock inwards.
Still pumping faster and faster, Jonathan leaned forward and kissed Veronica wildly. Her muffled moans were quickly broken by a high-pitched cry of ecstasy as Veronica once again squirted and gushed warm pussy juice, as a tremendous orgasm cascaded through her abdomen. Over and over she continued to cum. Veronica wrapped her arms and legs around Jonathan, squeezing as tightly as she could, as Jonathan continued to thrust his cock in and out.
Within a few minutes, Veronica’s orgasm sent Jonathan over the edge, and he came inside her. Veronica could feel stream after stream of Jonathan’s warm semen, as it spurted into her throbbing cavity. Jonathan’s thrusting began to slow down as his ejaculations became less intense. Veronica’s pussy was still contracting and throbbing as Jonathan collapsed in a heap on top of her; his head resting on her breasts, as he gasped for air. Both their bodies were covered in sweat as the lay there motionless, feeling serene, joyful, and satisfied.
After quite awhile of just laying still, enjoying the moment, they finally had the energy to get up. Veronica then helped Jonathan put on his boxers and shorts, and in turn, he helped her put on her bikini.
“That was truly awesome,” Veronica whispered in Jonathan’s ear.
“I know what you mean,” Jonathan replied. “It’s never felt that good with any girl I’ve been with.”
“We’ll have to get together again sometime soon,” Veronica said with a wink.
“You wanna go out together after you get out of work Friday night then?” Jonathan asked.
“I’m going out with my boyfriend Friday night.” Veronica said with a straight face.
Jonathan’s heart sank, and after a moment, he courageously inquired, “I thought you said you and Bobby broke up just before classes ended.”
“We did, “ Veronica reassured him. “You’re my boyfriend now, silly.”
Taking a deep breath and giving a sigh of relief, Jonathan pulled Veronica close to him and kissed her passionately once again. Looking deep into her eyes, Jonathan said with a broad smile, “It’s gonna be a long, enjoyable summer.”
Nodding her head in agreement, and with a twinkle in her eye, Veronica quickly said, “I’ll race you to the pool.”

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Sexploits with Katie, Ch. 01

After a couple years of having no sexual interest in my friend Katie, I began to see her in a new light. The following story is just the beginning of the intense debauchery we enjoy today.

Fantasy

13Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor

Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor Harry Potter and the Sword of Gryffindor
Chapter Thirteen: Hooters Galore!
Disclamer: Not mine, I own nothing. I’m not making any money
WARNING: Harsh Language, adult themes, sexual situations (i.e. smut), bad spelling and grammar.
Author’s Notes: This story is a broad farce with over the top humor (a good deal of it is crude and sexual) and OOC actions (that’s Out Of Character if you don’t know). Also, this is my first smut-ish fic. If you don’t like sex and sex-based humor, do NOT read this!
Chapter Thirteen Summary: Luna lends her hand to the Hunt!
With a bounce in his step and a smile like he was the kneazle who ate the fairy, Ron joined Harry and Hermione for breakfast in the kitchen the next morning. Normally, the three friends would’ve had their morning meal in the Great Hall, but the House-Elves were still out spreading the word that the Great One had arrived. So the trio was forced to prepare their own meals.
Harry was loathed to admit it, but Ron was positively glowing (he was loathed to admit it because one bloke never describes another as “positively glowing” – well the Creevey brothers might, but not Harry).
“I hope you don’t mind,” Ron began while he shoveled great piles of food onto his plate, “but I invited Luna over for breakfast.”
“That’s wonderful,” Hermione cheered. Harry could tell by the look on her face that his girlfriend was overjoyed because her plan had worked. Her cheeks were flushed and she had a smile that threatened to split her face open. Harry couldn’t help but to feel happy for his best mate as well.
“I told her how to enter the kitchen, so she knows where to find us,” Ron stated. “Anyway, I had the strangest dream last night.”
“Was it about Luna?” asked Hermione. Harry knew she was hoping to hear some romantic story about Ron and Luna, even if it was a dream.
“No,” Ron smiled even more when Luna’s name was mentioned. “Harry and I were playing chess in the Common Room, and you were cheering us on,” he said to Hermione.
“Well, what’s strange about that?” asked Hermione.
“The strange part was that you were really loud,” informed Ron. “You kept screaming ‘Yes, Harry that’s it!’ and ‘Sweet baby //Maeve//!’ And every once in a while you’d kick out your legs and knock something over and then say ‘Yes!’ It was weird.”
Harry nearly choked on his food as he heard Ron’s tale. Harry could tell that Hermione wanted to run away and hide. Apparently, even though Ron had been dead asleep, he still heard Hermione’s cries of passion when Harry had done his best to return the pleasure Hermione had given him before Ron returned from his date. Luckily, Ron had just thought it was part of his dream and didn’t realize that Harry was using his Parselmouth and love-based magic to make Hermione a very happy and satisfied witch.
“So tell us about the date,” Hermione said with a hint of hope in her voice. Harry reckoned that she hoped that Ron would drop the discussion of his dream.
“We realized it was a fake Lust Potion after…” Ron began, and his face lit up even more. “After we… you know. Anyway, I guess I need to thank for tricking me like that. If I hadn’t thought you’d dosed me, I probably would’ve done something rash.”
Harry wondered what Ron considered rash; apparently getting a hand-job in a pub from a girl he was set up on a blind date, after only saying hello to no less than two minutes before, wasn’t an action Ron considered /’rash’/.
“So, as I was saying, after you two left, Luna and me, we started talking. She doesn’t know much about Quidditch, but she says she’d like to learn,” Ron stated as he continued to recap his date. “And she listens, I mean, really listens. I’m not stupid; I know that I say some pretty dumb things. Sometimes, I just can’t find the right words, or I get frustrated and I say things I don’t really mean. But Luna just sat there and listened to me. It was as if she knew what I was saying when I didn’t even know how to put it into words. After a few minutes, she was actually finishing my sentences for me; do you know what I mean?”
“Yeah, we know…” began Harry.
“…how that feels,” concluded Hermione.
With a smile, Ron went back to happily shoveling copious amounts of food into his mouth. But Harry realized that Ron’s recollection of his date was a little lacking; it didn’t explain his state when he walked in on Harry and Hermione the night before. Ron was utterly exhausted, and his clothes were a tattered mess. According to his story, after he received the public hand-job, he and Luna talked. As Harry knew, hand-jobs were nice, but they usually didn’t leave one exhausted. And it definitely didn’t cause one to get their robes all torn up. So Harry figured that something else must have happened to Ron, perhaps after the date ended. Maybe he wasn’t paying attention while he was lost in his happiness over the date, and tripped down some stairs.
Before Harry could inquire as to what happened, footfalls drew the three friends’ attention to the entrance of the kitchen. From the open doorway, a very happy looking Luna Lovegood strolled in. The first thing Harry noticed was her cute smile and the glow in her cheeks. The second thing he noticed was that she was walking funny, as if she was in some discomfort. He wondered briefly if she had fallen like Ron might have.
Hermione, on the other hand, lost her happy and proud look. It was replaced by anger, and it was directed at Ron. Harry was taken back at Hermione’s sudden change in demeanor and was about to ask her what was wrong when she hissed across the table at their red-haired friend. “Ron. What. Did. You. Do?”
Ron hung his head in a mixture of shame, embarrassment, pride, and happiness but remained silent. Luna took her place next to Ron, but Harry saw that she was sitting a little funny. She seemed to place all of her weight on the side of her hip; Harry thought that couldn’t be comfortable for her.
“Luna, are you okay?” Harry asked with concern before taking a bit of food.
“Harry, I’ll explain-” Hermione began, but Luna interrupted her.
“I’m a little sore because Ronald made me a woman last night,” the blonde witch informed them. Harry did, in fact, choke on his food this time. While Hermione was trying to help Harry breathe by slapping him on the back, Luna explained further. “After he came in my hand, we talked for a while. Then Ronald tossed me on the table and plowed my virgin fertile fields.”
Finally, Harry was able to dislodge the bit of food that was blocking his airway and took a huge gulp of air.
“But, wait,” Harry started. “Ron, you said that you’d figured that out it was a fake Lust Potion after the…” Harry paused, hesitant to say the name of that particular – and extremely fun – activity in front of Luna simply out of embarrassment.
“You mean, after he came in my hand?” Luna asked and Harry blushed. “Harry, it’s called a hand-job. I’m surprised you didn’t know.” Harry gaped at her like a fish out of water as she turned her attention to Hermione. “It’s a wonderfully easy way to please a wizard. I can give you some tips on how to do it if you’d like, Hermione.” As Harry continued to gape at Luna, Hermione stared bug-eyed at the blonde witch. “First, you have to lubricate your hand; you own saliva will do nicely. Then you just squeeze – but not too hard though – and pump. It’s fairly easy. I have to warn you though, the ejaculate gets all over,” Luna paused once more and her smile got even brighter as she turned to Ron. “It was so warm and sticky… I just couldn’t help but to lick-”
“But that doesn’t explain why you two had sex!” Hermione interrupted to which Harry was grateful. He was glad that Ron and Luna had connected (though he was a little shocked to see that they had connected in that manner) but he didn’t want intimate details.
“Hermione, I’m so surprised by you,” Luna replied patiently. “That’s the problem with some intelligent people; very smart when it comes to books, but a little slow in other areas.” Luna began to speak slowly, as if she were speaking to a child, “Sometimes when a Hippogriff meets a Unicorn-”
“We were just caught up in the moment,” Ron put in.
“Yes, we were caught up in the moment three times before Tom threw us out of the Leaky Cauldron,” Luna clarified.
It was as if both Harry and Hermione’s jaws had hit the table. Three times! Ron had shagged Luna three times! Including the hand-job, that meant that Ron had cummed four times!
Hermione looked at Harry and her eyes clearly asked,/ “Can you cum four times?”/
/Harry responded with his eyes, “Not in a row.”/
/ /”Then we were caught up in the moment again in the alley behind the Leaky Cauldron,” continued Luna.
“And then there was the time outside the twins’ shop,” added Ron.
“No wonder you’re sore,” Hermione muttered. Harry looked at his friend in shock and awe. Six times… one after the other. No wonder he was almost comatose when he walked into their dorm room last night. Along with the sense of awe, Harry’s confidence was knocked down just a little. He realized, at best, he could do it twice, and then only if he was really riled up. And here Ron could do it six times!
“To be honest, each time was what I’d call /’short and sweet,’/” Luna confessed. A bit of Harry’s confidence returned – of course it was at the cost of Ron’s self-esteem. The red-haired teen looked like he had just been hit across the face.
“But of course it doesn’t really matter now that I think about it,” Luna cooed while caressing Ron’s cheek. “I mean, we did have sex for nearly twenty consecutive minutes. I lost count of how many times I orgasmed.”
“Twenty minutes!” both Harry and Hermione screeched and Ron beamed at his own masculine prowess. Harry knew that he was lasting longer and longer each time he and Hermione were intimate, but twenty minutes! He was lucky if he had lasted five minutes the night before. Harry was equally jealous and impressed with Ron’s stamina and virility.
“I have to tell you something; witch to witch,” Luna said to Hermione. “When a man ejaculates in your pussy as much as Ronald did in mine, you’d better know a good Cleansing Charm.”
“This is all my fault,” Hermione wailed. “If I hadn’t tricked you two into thinking I gave you a Lust Potion, you could have talked a little and made a deep connection.”
“But we did talk and make a connection,” Ron countered.
“Yeah, they connected six times,” Harry mumbled. “In a row.”
“No you didn’t. You talked for all of fifteen minutes,” continued Hermione. “Then you shagged like a pack of… a pack of-”
“Peruvian Short-Tooth Love Monkeys?” offered Luna.
“Yes!” Hermione agreed – Harry knew that Hermione had no idea what Peruvian Short-Tooth Love Monkeys were or what their mating habits were like, but that she had agreed to Luna’s analogy just to move the conversation, or rather, the argument along. After a second, Hermione continued, “I had hoped you two would have a deep and meaningful relationship; that you’d talk for hours and hours. But you two spent the night shagging each others’ brains out.”
“But we did talk,” stated Luna.
“I know you did,” Hermione said with a touch of disappointment in her voice. Harry knew that she was only a little disappointed with Ron and Luna’s actions; most of the frustration that Hermione was feeling was with herself. Harry knew that his girlfriend was berating herself for not coming up with a better plan. “But you only talked for a short while, then you two had sex on one of the tables in the Leaky Cauldron.”
“But we talked during that time as well,” Luna said.
“What?” both Harry and Hermione blurted out.
“It’s amazing what one will say in between thrusts,” Luna stated dreamily. “I feel like I know Ronald completely.” Luna turned to her boyfriend, and looked as if she was lost in his eyes. “His favorite color is orange.”
“Luna’s is lilac,” Ron said as he too became lost in his girlfriend’s eyes. “I didn’t even know it was a color; I thought that it was just a flower.”
“Ronald’s afraid of spiders,” Luna continued.
“So is Luna,” added Ron.
“His dream is to coach Quidditch.”
“Her dream is to prove to the world that Snorkacks really do exist.”
“The three of you are hunting You Know Who’s Horcruxes.”
Harry’s heart stopped beating for two whole seconds. He could feel Hermione tense up next to him.
“She’s so creative with vegetables,” added Ron, oblivious to the fact that his girlfriend just admitted that he had told her a very big secret.
“Ronald likes the smell of coffee,” Luna continued. “But he doesn’t like the taste.”
“You told her?” moaned Hermione while Harry just looked at Ron dumbstruck.
“Why not?” Ron questioned. “I don’t like coffee.”
“No, you prat,” Harry chided. “You told her about the Horcruxes.”
“I did?” Ron asked himself more than anyone else.
“Yes, you did,” Luna replied. “It was when we were outside your brothers’ shop. You remember, it was when you missed your target.”
“Oh, yeah,” Ron said sheepishly.
“Don’t worry Ronald, they are fairly close together now that I think about it,” Luna consoled her boyfriend with a tender caress of his cheek. “It’s completely understandable that you missed in the heat of the moment.”
“Luna you’re not supposed to know about it,” Hermione said.
“Why shouldn’t I?” Luna asked, completely befuddled. “I do know for a fact that Ronald missed.”
“No, not that,” Hermione explained. “You’re not supposed to know about Voldemort’s Horcruxes.”
“Yeah, you can get in trouble,” added Harry. “If Voldemort or his followers know that you know something, they will try to make you talk.”
“Harry, you know as well as anybody, most people simply assume I’m insane,” Luna put in. “Even if I did get caught, no one would bother to listen to me. Besides, I think I can help you. And I want to help any way I can.”
Pausing, Harry thought on what Luna said. He already knew that she was trustworthy, dependable, and intelligent. She had proven her loyalty and bravery when she joined them to invade the Department of Mysteries. Harry decided that he believed that she could indeed help with their hunt for the Horcruxes. He turned to his girlfriend and with a simple nod of his head, told Hermione that he thought that the notion of Luna joining their group was a good idea.
“Alright, you’re in,” announced Hermione.
“Thank you,” Luna beamed.
The two couples ate in silence for a moment before Hermione’s curiosity got the better of her.
“Luna, you said that Ron told you about the Horcruxes when he missed his target. What did you mean by that?” Hermione asked.
“After pulling back too far, Ronald tried to reenter me, but he missed his target,” explained Luna. Both Harry and Hermione were a little confused while Ron was blushing madly. “It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but Ronald seemed to be enjoying himself immensely so I just relaxed. I’m just glad that Ronald’s penis was well lubricated by our juices from the pervious times he plowed my fertile fields, otherwise it probably would’ve been unbearable, if you know what I mean.”
Harry gulped as Luna’s tail… err… tale became clear while Hermione muttered once more; “No wonder you’re sore.”
Thankfully, any further revelations of Luna and Ron’s incredibly successful first date were quelled when a hyper-active miniature owl zoomed into view. Harry realized that the bird must have found its way into the kitchen by flying down one of the unused chimneys.
“Pig,” stated Ron as he tried to catch his pet. “Mum must’ve sent a note.”
Pigwidgeon zipped past Ron and made a spectacular dive right into the front of Luna’s robes. The blonde witch giggled and thrashed about as if she was being tickled by dozens of feathers – which in fact, she was. By the looks of it, Pigwidgeon was flitting about her overly large breasts, because Luna was involuntarily squeezing her boobs against each other by bringing her arms together, jiggling her mounds this way and that, while giggling uproariously. In other words, she was giving Ron and Harry quite a show; even Hermione seemed intrigued – though not as intrigued as the boys. After a very entertaining minute, Luna stilled and said with a glow in her cheeks; “I think he’s asleep.”
To prove her point, Luna pulled down the front her robes to reveal the small owl resting right in the valley of her cleavage. Pigwidgeon was hooting softly and rhythmically as if he was snoring peacefully. Harry doubted that the hyper owl had gotten tired, more than likely, Pig just really liked Luna’s boobs and had decided to use them as pillows to sleep on.
“Ronald, aren’t you going to get your post?” Luna asked.
“W-w-what post?” asked Ron as he stared dumbly at Luna’s breasts. Harry imagined that Ron had a bit a drool hanging from his mouth at the time. Harry had to imagine because he too was staring at Luna’s cleavage as well.
“The post on your owl,” clarified Luna.
“W-w-what owl?” asked a distracted Ron.
“They’re huge,” Harry heard Hermione mutter. Apparently, she was just as enthralled as he was.
“The owl between my titties,” Luna further pointed out.
“Oh,” mutter Ron, and reached for his sleeping owl. On the first attempt, Ron completely missed the owl and wedged his hand in Luna’s cleavage. He made no effort to remove his hand and left it there for a good ten seconds before he muttered, “Sorry ’bout that,” in an insincere tone. Luna giggled – and jiggled – as Ron removed his hand and tried to grab his owl. Again Ron missed his target and wedged his hand in-between her boobs – and again, Luna giggled. Harry wondered if Ron’s actions were accidental or intentional. The third time Ron “missed” Pig, Harry’s suspicion was confirmed.
“Um, Luna,” began Hermione. Harry saw out of the corner of his eye that Hermione was looking directly at Luna’s chest. “I hope you don’t mind me asking, but where the hell did those come from?” she asked and pointed a finger at Luna’s orbs.
“Puberty,” Luna answered simply, while Ron uttered another/ “oops” /when he “missed” Pig again. In her traditional sing-song voice, Luna explained; “My mother was similarly endowed, and my father often told me how much it vexed her when people assumed that since she had large breasts, she couldn’t possibly be intelligent.” Luna continued to speak in a tone that conveyed the idea that it was an everyday occurrence to have Ron fondle her breasts in front of two people while a tiny owl slept in her cleavage. “Simply because my mother was blonde and had very large boobs, people thought that she was dim; which wasn’t the case at all. So to avoid the same problems that plagued my mother, I merely hid my size with various Glamour Charms once I started to develop.
“I wanted people to listen to what I say and not focus on my breast,” stated Luna… well at least Harry thought that is what she said. At that time, he was pretty much focused on her expansive cleavage. Yes, Harry did prefer Hermione’s boobs. But Harry was a man, and men tend to be entranced by any set of breasts; large or small. Boobs are boobs and men like them… a lot.
Luna cooed as she scooped the little owl out from its nesting area of her tits and plucked the post off of his leg. After she retrieved the scroll, she placed the sleeping bird back where she had picked him up. Pig appeared to snuggle into a more comfortable position in her cleavage.
“You can remove your hand now, Ronald,” Luna requested in her dreamy voice. “But mind that you don’t bother Pigwidgeon, he’s sleeping.”
Ron dejectedly slid his hand out from his new girlfriend’s cleavage and Luna unrolled the scroll and began to read aloud.
“Dearest Ron,
Your sister and I have had a few… conversations over the past few days and I have finally made her see the errors of her actions. Normally, her behavior would merit stern punishment, but her sixteenth birthday is near. And after all, a witch only has one sixteenth birthday.
Thankfully, I’ve been able to convince your sister to grow up and accept that Harry has moved on. More importantly, she has come to realize that her behavior and actions were unacceptable. To this end, Ginny has given me an Unbreakable Vow stating that she will not make any more advances on Harry or try to disrupt his current relationship. Would you please extend an invitation to Harry and Hermione to come to Ginny’s birthday party? All the family as well as a number of friends will be here.
Sadly, neither Remus nor Tonks will be able to attend. Tonks will be on patrol and unfortunately, Ginny’s birthday falls on a full moon this year.
I hope to see you and your friends on the eleventh.
Love
Mum
PS do buy your sister something nice, she’s had a rough few days.”
/ /”Luna, would you like to come?” Ron asked his girlfriend.
“Yes,” Luna smiled, “as often as possible, please.”
“How about you two?” Ron asked turning to Harry and Hermione (apparently Luna’s joke went over his head).
Harry was hesitant at the idea of attending Gin-Gin the Erection Killer’s birthday party. However, she had given her mother an Unbreakable Vow and if Ginny went against that Vow, she would die. Harry figured that he could get to spend some time with a family that he loved and Ginny would have to behave herself. If she didn’t, she’d die. So, either way, it looked like it was going to be a good day for him.
“We’d love to,” Hermione answered for the two of them. Harry wondered if Hermione had come to the same conclusion as he had.
“Fantastic,” Ron heralded. “Let me just send a note back to mum.”
Ron snatched Pig from his resting place between Luna’s boobs. The tiny owl hooted in protest as Ron scribbled a quick note and attached it to Pig’s leg. Before flying back up the chimney, Pigwidgeon looked forlornly at Luna’s immense breasts and hooted sadly.
“So, what do we do for the rest of the day?” Ron asked while blatantly looking down Luna’s top. It was obvious to everyone what Ron wanted to do for the rest of the day… perhaps in the nearest broom cupboard.
“We can discuss the Horcruxes,” Luna suggested and Ron’s shoulder’s slumped. “Maybe a fresh insight would help?”
“Actually, that’s a good idea,” admitted Hermione. She gave a naughty smile to Ron and added; “And it’s something you’ll enjoy, Ron.”
As the four friends made their way to the Gryffindor Common Room, Hermione told Luna and Ron about the han… the ritual that would locate hidden or missing items. Luna was genuinely intrigued by the ritual and how it worked, whereas Ron was honestly fascinated by the hand-job. When they got to Ron and Harry’s room, Hermione handed Luna the ‘special book.’
/ /Luna thumbed through “The Magic of Making Love” while Ron looked over her shoulder. The blonde witch paused at a familiar page in the book and asked; “Whose foot is that by her ear?”
“This is the greatest book…” Ron breathed. “Ever!”
“Remember, you’ll have to focus on the Horcruxes. We need to know where the missing one is,” explained Harry.
“We’ll leave the two of you to it,” Hermione said wickedly, and led Harry back to the Common Room.
As the couple re-entered the Common Room, a sudden thought occurred to Harry. Now that Ron was happily paired up with Luna, Harry and Hermione’s relationship could move on to the next step; they could have sex. It was going to happen; he was going to make love to Hermione.
Harry had thought that when this moment came up that he would be eager and willing. But now that it was going to happen, he felt rather nervous and light headed. His hands shook and sweat beads popped up all over his face. Normally, Harry’s moods never affected ‘Harry, Jr.’/. His penis was always up and willing even if Harry was in a bad or apprehensive mood. However, /’Harry, Jr.’ was apparently so nervous about the idea of getting to play inside of Hermione’s womanhood that the poor thing hiked up its overcoat over its head and hid.
It was odd; if someone were to have asked him the day before if he was ready to make love to Hermione, he would’ve shouted to the heavens an impassioned “YES!” But the idea of actually doing it frightened him somehow.
Hermione must have caught on to Harry’s discomfort – more than likely because she was still holding his hand and it was sweating like mad. She cupped his face in her hands and said, “Don’t worry. We’re not going to do the other ritual right now.”
“W-w-we’re not?” Harry asked nervously.
“I was waiting to see if Ron and Luna liked each other before I even started making the potion,” she explained. She then added in an undertone; “And boy, do they like each other.”
“How… how long until the potion is ready?” Harry asked with dread. He was afraid that Hermione was going to say something along the lines of “two minutes” and in that moment, Harry was not ready to lose his virginity.
“Seven days,” stated Hermione.
A wave of relief washed over Harry. He relaxed and smiled at his girlfriend. Of course ‘Harry, Jr.’ was still hiding.
“But that doesn’t mean we can’t fool around,” Hermione said coyly.
‘Harry, Jr.’ threw off his overcoat and bounced into action.
“What did you have in mind?” Harry asked saucily.
“Well, I’ve only tasted you once to see if my experiment worked,” the naughty witch said as she rubbed herself against Harry’s rapidly hardening organ.
“How about while you’re doing your experiment, I give you a little…” Harry began and paused as he focused on an image of a snake in his mind. He finished by saying in Parseltongue; “… pleas-s-sure.”
He took Hermione’s hand and was about to lead her up to one of the other rooms when she pulled him back and pushed him onto the couch. “Wait, what about Luna and Ron? What if they walk in on us?”
“This coming from the bloke who ate me out right next to Ron last night,” she said playfully. “You weren’t so worried about Ron waking up and seeing us.”
“But that was different,” Harry argued weakly. “Ron was out cold; there was no way he was gonna wake up. And now Luna’s up there and neither one is asleep.”
“Harry, first they have to read how to do the ritual. Then they have to brew the potion,” Hermione began. “And judging by what those two did last night, they won’t be down for an hour. Once they’re done with that the ritual, they’ll probably be shagging like bunnies.”
“Hopefully, Ron’s aim has improved,” muttered Harry.
“Before we get started, let me clarify something,” Hermione slipped into her lecture mode. “You will not be doing that to me. To quote you: /’That’s a one-way exit on me, mister’/.” She finished her statement by slapping her own bottom.
“That’s fine by me,” agreed Harry.
While tenderly kissing his girlfriend, Harry began to slowly removed Hermione’s clothes as she removed his. Harry paused after lowering Hermione’s slacks. As he knelt in front of her, he stared directly into the eyes of “Hello Kitty.”
/ /”I like these so much,” Hermione said lustfully as she traced her fingers gently over the cartoon cat. “I had to ask Dobby to return them.”
“You’re such a naughty girl,” commented Harry as he saw that her knickers were damp.
“How naughty?” purred Hermione.
The raven-haired wizard had an idea as to how to show her how naughty she was. He turned his girlfriend around and guided her so that she was bent over the arm of the large couch. Hermione arched her back so that her round bum was shoved up into the air in anticipation. Harry caressed her bottom through the pink cotton of her “Hello Kitty” knickers before giving her a playful swat.
“Oh come on, I’ve been naughtier than that,” Hermione taunted.
A slap echoed off of the walls of the Common Room as Harry’s open palm smacked Hermione’s bottom.
“Ooh, that’s more like it,” Hermione moaned before biting her lower lip and sticking her bum out more for Harry.
Again, Harry slapped his girlfriend’s rear and Hermione groaned in pleasure. He entertained himself by watching her bum jiggle as he alternated slaps between her left and right cheek. After nearly a dozen hard spanks, Harry decided that it was enough.
Slowly, Harry removed Hermione’s special knickers. He was amazed at how red her bare flesh was. The heat coming off of her bum was intense as he marveled in the sensation. He massaged her tender and assaulted bottom causing Hermione to groan.
“Lick me now, Harry,” she growled throatily. Harry leaned down and pressed his mouth to her neither lips. Her wetness poured down his chin and her pleasant musky odor filled his nose. Harry unleashed his tongue and his magic into Hermione’s flower.
“Smack my bottom, Harry,” Hermione pleaded. As he continued to eat her out, Harry’s hand flew and smacked her arse. The brunette witch cried out and ground her moist lips against Harry’s talented mouth. “Again,” she implored, “do it again.”
Her bum jiggled against his face when he spanked her. Hermione cried out “Sweet baby Maeve!” as she orgasmed and erupted into Harry’s mouth. He lapped up her juices happily as she gushed over and over.
Harry stood over her proudly as she rolled over and sat up. Her body was flush and her eyes were dark with lust.
“Get out of those effing boxers right now!” she growled.
Harry couldn’t have possibly taken his undergarment off any faster. After he tossed his boxers aside, Hermione remove her bra and freed ‘Natasha’ and /’Carmella’/.
“Lay on the couch,” ordered Hermione. Harry quickly flopped down on the couch with ‘Harry, Jr.’ pointing straight up at the ceiling. Hermione crawled over him so that her flower was right over his eager lips.
What happened next was a game; one where each person would try to out-pleasure the other. Hermione slurped, sucked, bobbed, and hummed Harry’s special theme on his member, while Harry ravished her with his tongue, using both his Love and Parsletongue magics.
In a few minutes, Harry felt the pressure build up in his loins.
“Hermione… I’m gonna…” Harry began.
“Shut the hell up and get back to work!” Hermione commanded – at least that’s what Harry thought she said. ‘Harry, Jr.’ was still in her mouth when she spoke, so it sounded more like “Suphz du helth oot und githe tou wurt!” But Harry got the general idea.
With a grunt as a warning, Harry came. He buried his face into Hermione’s flowing flower as she gulped up his load. She continued to swallow and suck his penis even after he was finished cumming. With a slurping noise from Hermione, a limp ‘Harry, Jr.’ flopped out of her mouth.
“Yeah, it’s working,” Hermione commented. Whether she was commenting on her experiment to adjust the taste of Harry’s seed or if she was referencing his cunnilingus technique, Harry didn’t know.
Harry continued to work his magic on Hermione’s flower and in a short amount of time; he felt her begin to tense up. She sat up on his face – which gave Harry a wonderfully close-up view of her still red bum – and ground her hips into him. In the heat of the moment, she dug her nails into his chest which caused Harry to growl in a combination of pleasure and pain. Of course, he growled right into her pussy which sent her over the edge.
Hermione’s muscles locked up and she bucked on top of him. Harry clamped down on her legs and hung on as he continued to eat her out. He swallowed her juices as she howled. After she climaxed, Hermione slumped on top of her boyfriend.
However, Harry had no intention of stopping there. He licked, suckled and nibbled at Hermione’s petals and bud. Hermione panted heavily as she rose up to sit on Harry’s face again. She thrashed around and groaned; Harry could tell that she wouldn’t last much longer this time around.
“I’ve found them all,” a voice that definitely didn’t belong to Hermione announced.
Hermione tensed up again but Harry knew that it wasn’t the “Oh, God I cumming!” sort of tense. But rather it was the “Oh, God, somebody is standing right next to us!” tense.
“I said ‘I’ve found them’,” the voice repeated. Harry wasn’t able to see – because his girlfriend was frozen in fear as she sat on his face (which was quite nice) – but he could tell from the sing-song tone that it was Luna, and that she was standing very close to them.
“I’ve found them,” Luna repeated yet again. “Isn’t it wonderful?”
Harry could tell from her tone that Luna was waiting for some kind of response. Seeing that Hermione hadn’t moved or uttered a sound since Luna first spoke up; Harry answered.
“That’s great, Luna,” he stated flatly.
What Harry didn’t know was that he was still speaking in Parseltongue. And seeing that Hermione’s flower was still pressed up against his mouth, Harry used his magical language and spoke directly into Hermione’s womanhood.
“OH MERLIN!” screamed Hermione as she climaxed and flooded Harry’s mouth. “I’M CUMMING!”
Bucking wildly, Hermione uncontrollably fell off of Harry and crashed to the floor next to the couch. Hermione continued to spasm and moan, riding out her orgasm.
Finally able to see, Harry stared gob smacked at a very topless Luna standing no less than three feet from him. Even though he wasn’t wearing his glasses, Harry could see clearly enough to tell that the only thing Luna was wearing was a set of light purple panties… and a smile. Harry noted that her left eye appeared to be red and puffy. It would seem that Ron’s aim was just as bad as his.
“I’ve found every single one of them!” heralded Luna, as if it was perfectly normal to be standing nearly nude in front of a messy faced and naked Harry as an equally naked and thrashing Hermione as she continued to convulse through her orgasm on the ground. “I know where all of them are located!”
“That’s great,” Harry said. If this would have happened a few weeks ago, he would’ve been scrabbling to find something to cover his nakedness. But seeing that almost everyone he knew had seen him naked, he just lay there. He wondered idly if he was slowly turning into a nudist or exhibitionist. “So where’s the missing one?” he asked as a very gratified ‘Harry, Jr.’ slept in the open air.
“Oh, there’s so many more than just one,” Luna announced happily. “There’s a few dozen in Sweden.”
“D-d-d-dozens?” Hermione uttered as her orgasm finally subsided and she was able to sit up.
“Yes, in Sweden,” Luna said with a little bounce – a bounce which caused her huge tits to jiggle. “And scores more of them are in Spain; at least a hundred!”
“M-m-m-more?” Harry groaned. Voldemort had created over a hundred Horcruxes. Harry’s heart sank at the realization that the hunt for Voldemort’s Horcruxes was going to be a lot harder than he thought.
To Be Continued

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SEX ON MARS

The year is 2222 and Mike and Maureen land on Mars after accumulating enough frequent flier miles. They meet a Martian couple begin talking about all sorts of things. Mike asks if Mars has a stock market, if they have laptop computers, how they make money, etc. Finally. Maureen brings up the subject of sex. “Just how do you guys do it?” asks Maureen.
The Martian responds, “Pretty much the way you do.”
A discussion ensues and finally the couples decide to swap partners for the night and experience one another. Maureen and the male Martian go off to a bedroom where the Martian strips. He’s got only a teeny weenie member…about half an inch long and just a quarter inch thick.
“I don’t think this is going to work,” says Maureen.
“Why?” he asks, “What’s the matter?”
“Well,” she replies, “it’s just not long enough to reach me!”
“No problem,” he says, and proceeds to slap his forehead with his palm. With each slap of his forehead, his member grows until it’s quite impressively long.
“Well,” she says, “That’s quite impressive, but it is still narrow.”
“No problem,” he says, and starts pulling his ears. With each pull, his member grows wider and wider until the entire measurement is extremely exciting to the woman.
“Wow!” she exclaims, as they fell into bed and made mad, passionate love.
The next day the couples rejoin their normal partners and go their separate ways. As they walk along, Mike asks, “Well, was it any good?”
“I hate to say it,” says Maureen, “but it was pretty wonderful. How about you?”
“It was horrible,” he replies, “all I got was a headache… She kept slapping my forehead and pulling my ears.”

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