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Lynnie and Jo agree to crew a yacht
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Night before the Game
A quarterback focused on the game gets the girls
New neighbours – part 2
After the night of seduction from Jane and Paul, Tom wakes to find things are not yet finished
Daddy Gave Me A Job
My sister was proud of receiving her first job from Dad.
mom and her 2 boys part 2
After she jack off her 2 boys she then got up and went to clean herself up. The 2 boys sat on the couch with there little cocks hanging out amazed of what just happen. She would return to the living room with just a small silk robe on that showed alot of cleavage from her big tits. The boys saw this and instantly got hard again. She looked down at them and said “you boys are hard again?”
The youngest boys said “well I really like it when you wear sexy things like that around. Will you wear stuff like that all the time mommy?”
She said ” sure baby anything for my 2 boys. What would you like to do now?”
They both look at her and said “will you suck our cocks for us mommy?”
She then got on her knees and told the boys to stand up. As she stroked there cocks with both hands she started sucking on one of them and stroking the other. She would do this for a little while and then turn to the other son untill they were about to cum. She then told them to get closer together and put both cocks in her mouth and stroke them at the same time untill they squirted in her mouth. The boys let out a moan and cum filled there moms mouths. She sucked a little more untill she got all of there cum and they both sat down after that. She was really horny and wet after swallowing both boys cum she sat right in the middle of them and started playing with herr pussy. She spread her legs wide and rubbed and spanked her pussy moaning louder and louder. She took one of the boys hand and rubbed it on her pussy untill she came. Jack the older son just watch as she made herself cum if front of them.
After that she told the boys to get dressed and she would make them some lunch. Jon asked her if she was going to put on some sexy cloths and she said ” Yes baby for the rest of the day I will wear something sexy for you to look at.”
So she went to her room and found some sexy lingerie she use to wear when she was married but that was years ago. She tried it on and the thong fit very nice and it brought out her nice round ass. The see through bra she had was a little small and barely held her tits in but she wore it anyway. She new she needed more so she was going to got to a lingerie shop soon to get something sexy and hot for her 2 boys. She would got to the kitchen and start to make some lunch and the boys just sat at the table watching her every move. This turned her on and she love the fact that she could walk around in whatever she wanted to. After making a couple of sandwiches she sat down at the table to chat with them.
“ok boys what is something you want to do with mommy since we have a good relationship now?”
The boys just sat there and stared at her tits which were falling out of her bra and thought about what they wanted.
Jon said “Mommy I would love to do this all the time.”
she said “I know baby, we can now anything you want.”
Jack said ” Mommy can I rub my cock on your tits when I want to.”
“yes of course you can.”she said
“what about leting me put my cock in your pussy mommy.” Jack asked
“I would love that baby.”
She was getting horny just talking about what her boys wanted to do with her and she kept thinking about the endless possibilities of what she could do. All her sexual dreams could happen and she loved it. She loved being a slut for her 2 young boys.
After the boys finished there lunch they went back to the living room and started watching Tv. She did the same routine as usual and put the dishes away and cleaned up the kitchen. Both boys were very tired and fell asleep on the couch. So she sat at the table and thought about how nasty and dirty she wanted to get. Lots of things went through her mind like letting them fuck her in her ass and her pussy at the same time. Playing with herself whenever she wanted to and even with things to masterbate with. Her pussy was getting wet just thinking about how nasty she could get and started looking for things she could put in her pussy while the boys were asleep. She saw on the counter there were some bananas and that was it for her. She grabbed on and spit on it and started rubbing her pussy with it untill she was readdy to fuck herself. She slowly stuffed her pussy with the fruit and bounce up and down on it, her tits bounceing up and down falling out of the bra that could barely hold them. Finally cuming on the banana she licked up her juices and put the banana back on the counter. Then she thought she need more sexy lingerie to wear. So she got dress in normal cloths and went out the door.
She would get some more sexy thongs and nice see through bras. Garter belts and some see through dresses. Of course she bought a couple of dildos and vibrators and alot of lube. She would get back home with all this stuff and the boys were sitting up still in the living room waiting for there mom to come home.
Jon said “where did you go mom?”
” I just went to get more sexy cloths for you boys to see me in.”
” Cool mom can you put one on for us now?”
“yes baby I sure can.”
So she went to her bedrooma and picked out a see through bra and a thong and garter belts.
She walks out to the living room and both boys are naked with there cocks hard. She said “you boys readdy for your slutty mommy?”
Jack said “mommy can you take off your bra I want to rub my cock on your tits.”
“ok baby you can cum on them if you want to as well.”
She unhooks her bra and both tits fall out and bounce alittle.
She gets on her knees again and he starts to rub the head of his cock on her tits. She slides his cock inbetween them and squeezes them together. “now move back and forth like your fucking my tits baby.”
So he did and he love the feeling it gave him. She looked back and saw jon playing with himself and she ask, “what do you want to do baby?”
He said ” I want to put my cock in your ass mommy.”
She love that so Jon layed down and she sat down on his cock. She knew he was still small so she was not worried about hurting her ass.
He slid right in to her ass and he moaned a little as she bounce up and down on his cock while jack was fucking her tits. Jack looked at his mom and said “I am gonna cum mommy!!”
she said ” cum on me baby, cum for mommy all over my tits.”
He then exploded all over her big tits cover them, and the younger boy was enjoying her sitting on his cock and was about to cum also.
After Jack was done Jon told his mom that he was ready to cum so she jumped off and made him cum on her tits also. She Jacked him off untill he came and added more cum. She loved it and rubbed it all overr her tits and nipples. The boys just stood there and watched as she played with there cum and she then told them to stay naked for the rest of the day.
She grabbed each tits and licked the cum off her tits and said to the boys
“I love your cum boys.”
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Daddy’s Dirty Secret. Part 3.
Maggie and her father have been pushing the boundary of family affection. But tonight, they go one step further.
My Sweet Dominatrix
A fantasy I had sometime ago with a girl who would have enjoyed this had we actually gotten together.
The Art of Anal: Book One of Guide to Sexy Activities
Are you curious? This is for anyone who has a butthole and wants to know how to use it.
The insane Butterfly and the Silent Bat
Umm please be really nice on the cristism. i do take it personally. uhhh it’s not my best work since it’s my first time trying out this type of sight. nothing sexual about this, but it will soon come 😀
Broken Birds, Part 7, Hoonesty
Part 7
Honesty
Beth awoke to an empty bed. Michael was up showered and shaved, sitting beside her, gently rubbing her arm.
“Time to get up, Honey, “ he said gently.
She sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She dropped her chin, and then jerked her head up, her hair flying behind her head. This typical female move had the unintended consequence of making her breast bounce.
Michael noticed. He looked away to avoid getting hard, but looking down, his reaction was obvious. Beth saw it too, her eyes filled with mischief.
“Come here Daddy, I’ll fix it. I wanted to show you this last night, but I was too tired.”
He walked over dubiously.
Beth rolled onto her back, her head just off the bed. She swatted his hand away as he started to undo his belt. She had been dreaming of doing this.
She unlocked his belt, undid his pants and moved the zipper down. His cock sprang free as she pulled his shorts down. It was rock hard, oozing pre cum from his slit.
She wrapped her hand around the monster and pulled him forward into her waiting mouth. She caressed its head in a sloppy kiss, then reached for his ass and slowly pulled him forward, burying more and more of his cock into her warm, wet mouth. His cock had reached her throat. She wished she could see his face. She pulled him further forward. His cock slid into her throat.
Michael had never felt such intense pleasure until her throat began to massage his dick. She pushed him back a little to gasp some air then forward to rebury it. On the fourth stroke, he could hold back no more, his ejaculation as hard as he had ever felt, shooting cum directly into her stomach.
She pushed back a little as he continued to cum, taking his last strings in her mouth.
When he finished, she rolled over and sat on her legs, locking eyes with him. She opened her mouth and showed him the milky semen on her tongue and then swallowed.
He grabbed her up in a hug and kissed her, tasting his own salty cum.
When they broke away, she beamed.
“Shosh taught me that. I told her I felt so bad that I couldn’t give you a physical cherry. She suggested my throat. You know those bastards never got in there.”
He went to hug her again and she jumped off the bed and fled to the bathroom
“Gotta pee.”
Michael went into the living area while Beth put herself together. It was another rainy day. Shoshana sat in one of the reading chairs with a Kindle.
Michael went over to her. She looked up, smiling.
“What’re you reading?”
“About tomorrow. It looks like recovery time is a couple of weeks for everything but my pussy. I can’t wait to be normal again!” Her eyes clouding with fear, “that is if I’ll ever be normal again.”
He took her hand and pulled her into a hug. “I want to thank you for teaching Beth. It means a great deal to her and even more to me!”
She looked into his eyes and parted her lips, begging. He kissed her warmly, pressing her body against him with frantic urgency.
He pulled out of the kiss gently.
“Since I’m having the surgery tomorrow, can…”
Beth entered the living area and called out with mock anger, “Trying to steal my man?”
Shoshana let go immediately and then saw Beth smile and the laughter in her eyes.
Hearing Beth, both Rachael and Lynne came into the room.
Rachael served breakfast as the other four sat at the table.
“Will Alice come?” Lynne asked.
Michael hesitated, considering what to say, then simply shook his head no.
Rachael saw his eyes. “What’s wrong?”
“I need to confirm some things with her. By the way, you know she can’t tell me anything unless you tell her she can.”
“Dad. What was said in that room needs to stay in that room.” She was deadly serious.
He held up his hands in surrender.
After filling all the plates, Rachael went to sit down. Michael held her chair, softly squeezing her shoulder. Since he could not see her eyes he had no idea the effect of his touch. The others saw clearly.
By the time Michael reached his chair and looked up, Rachael’s look of pure pleasure was hidden.
“Dad, there is something we have to talk about.”
He put down his fork, “OK Honey, shoot.”
“Alice helped us a lot, but it’s only words. In one night, the only man I trusted gave me back my life. We talked with Alice about it a lot. Yesterday before you got here, she said she knew of another case where one of her rape patients spent a night with a man she trusted and began to move forward.”
“Anyway,”
“We want to try with you,” finished Shoshana.
After making the connection between Rafaela and Alice, Michael suspected that this was coming.
He looked at each of the women and they silently nodded.
“Shoshana would…” Beth stopped as Shoshana held up her hand.
“Mom should be first. She’s had the most abuse. I probably shouldn’t have sex before my operation. I also don’t want to be with Michael until I heal. That way, it’ll all be new,” she said in a pleading voice.
“Michael has not said yes, girls,” Rachael managed to get out.
“Beth, are you OK with this?” he asked.
“It’s a bit crazy, but yes. Without any men other than the guard zombies, we’ve gotten pretty close.”
He searched her eyes to make sure her agreement was not out of misguided kindness. Her eyes and genuine smile convinced him.
“If we do this, are we intending it as a long term thing or one time?” He held up his hand before anyone answered, ”My point is this. We’ll probably be together for a long time and jealousy would destroy us.”
He waited.
“Dad, your harem awaits. Rachael and I can’t make babies, but Shosh and Lynne can. I know its unconventional, but I don’t know if I could ever trust another man enough to give myself to him, so its you or the convent for me.”
Rachael said softly, “I feel the same.”
“So do I,” said Shoshana.
He looked at Lynne who struggled to suppress her sarcasm. “I’m not sure if it will be forever, but I’d like to try,” she said softly.
“If you guys are sure, of course I’m OK with it,” Michael said smiling broadly.
His harem mobbed him.
“Get a script from Alice for Viagra or Cialis before she leaves,” Rachael observed wryly, but with a strong hint of truth.
All of them grinned.
As the girls went to their respective rooms to pack, Michael headed to Alice’s cabin.
She saw him coming and tried to compose herself.
She opened her door to his gentle knock.
“Good morning Michael,” she said, holding out her hand.
He took her hand and shook it firmly.
She looked into his eyes and recoiled, pulling her hand free.
“Where is it?” He asked firmly, in a flat deadly tone. She shivered.
She went to her dresser and handed him what appeared to be a vibrator and handed it to him.
“You gambled with their lives. If Miguel had tried to take them they could have been killed along with those men out there. And now, if they find out you were a spy, how do you think they’ll handle having told you their most intimate secrets?”
Her head was down as she sobbed her shame.
“Where are your notes and recordings?”
She indicated her laptop and briefcase, ”Over there.”
He collected the items.
“I was going to give them to you when I left,” she sobbed.
“Is that everything?”
She nodded.
“Can I tell you my side?” She begged.
Because she seemed to have done a great job with the girls and Rafaela, he agreed to listen. He nodded.
“Rafaela was one of my first patients after her second rape. You know she grew up in the States?” he nodded. “Anyway, last year after they dragged her over the border to the US and arrested her, I felt terrible. I visited her once, but they wouldn’t let me after that.”
“Since I was already seeing Beth, Tim asked me to help some other rape victims flee their abusive father and brother. I didn’t know anything about David Walsh or who the victims were,” she paused, then went on, ”then Miguel contacted me a couple of weeks before we ran. I don’t know how he knew, but he told me that, if they would put pressure on Walsh through fear for his family, he might be able to help Rafaela get out of jail. He swore to me that they would not try anything, just keep the pressure on. To do that, he had to know where they were. They gave me that, “ pointing to the vibrator.
Mike examined it carefully. Miniature, frequency hopping, burst transmitter / receiver. Twenty minutes of talk transmitted or received in milliseconds. The memory card was in it.
“Any other memory cards? Don’t make me have you searched.” His angry gray eyes bored into her, violence lurking just below the surface.
She went to her purse and fished out a small box containing several memory cards.
“Where’s the headpiece?”
“It’s in the laptop case.”
“Here’s how this plays. I keep the laptop, your notes, the memory cards and the transmitter.” As she opened her mouth to speak, he held up a hand, “Non-negotiable.”
“You go say goodbye to the girls as though nothing has happened. You leave, telling them you have a tight flight connection.”
“Then go see Rafaela. She and her nieces really need you and she trusts you. I’ll tell her I have the transmitter. If I can’t talk to her, at least I can hear her voice.”
She blinked in surprise.
“Now go say goodbye to the girls.”
He turned and left without another word.
He followed her into the cabin to get his satellite phone and went outside while she talked to her patients.
He dialed Tim.
“We got a problem, Tim. It was the shrink, but she was recruited nearly two weeks before the plan triggered, so someone that knew the plan had to be in on it. I know you’ll run your internals, but did you check Peter?”
The silence spoke volumes. “Peter suggested her.”
“I didn’t see that one coming,” Michael admitted.
“I’ll get back with you,” Tim said and severed the connection.
When he got back to his cabin, he saw Alice leaving, the girls in a huddle, waving to her.
She stared at him from the passenger window.
She saw him standing rigid. “Dad, didn’t you want to say goodbye?”
“What’s wrong?”
“Sometimes Honey, people let you down,” he said sadly.
Shaking himself mentally, he slid his arm around his daughter and walked over to Rachael, bringing her into a three-way hug. Smiling they went inside the cabin for their last night.
His phone rang. He flipped the antenna and grabbed a jacket to go outside.
“Tim here.”
“What’d you find?”
“Seven phone calls to burn phones in Miguel’s little village. Took a look at his finances. I got a forensic accountant looking into it, but it looks straight, though he got a million dollar retainer the day after the girls ran. Jesus Christ, he loves Beth!”
“Keep digging.”
Michael hung up and returned in a black mood.
Rachael noticed immediately, “Bad news?”
He nodded, then realizing she might misinterpret, he said, “I think I’m going to retire and devote myself to my harem.”
“I need about twenty minutes to draft a message,” his mouth fell into a relaxed smile. Rachael smiled back.
He took the encrypted laptop to the far end of the living room, typing out the message he would sent tomorrow through a cell interface.
Rafaela
The girls have asked me to be their collective man as I am the only man they trust. Beth seems happy to share me with them. I have not yet asked her to share me with you, but if you ever want to be part of my family, I am sure you would be welcome. As two of the girls are fertile, there would even be babies!
By now, I hope Alice is on her way to you. Your two nieces need some help and I think Alice could be that help. Perhaps she would help you as well.
I kept the transmitter, so I can leave you messages and keep in touch. I also kept all her notes, memory cards and laptop so if her part in this is ever discovered by one of the girls, she can say that she gave me all her materials. I never want the girls to know they poured their soul out to someone who was working against them.
I truly hope she is with you soon.
The beautiful, sensual woman I came to know in two days deserves all the happiness her heart can hold.
I have to learn how to operate the vibrator / transmitter. At least I can hear your voice.
Love, Michael
Beth came out of the bedroom holding Rafaela’s letter and package. She’d forgotten about it. Michael had finished preparing the message for automatic send. He closed the laptop, put it carefully aside and went to meet his daughter.
“Go ahead. It’s addressed to you,” he said softly.
Beth
You don’t know me, but my name is Rafaela. I am older than you, but like you, I am a victim of rape.
Your father will explain who I am, but I wanted to tell you about the past few weeks.
Many people wanted you and the Walsh women dead. I was not one of them, but your father did not know that. I only wanted his help.
Your father came to my family’s compound in Mexico, alone, unarmed, without protection to bargain for your life and the lives of the Walsh women. Where I live, there are many armed men. He did not care. He offered to trade his life for yours and theirs.
As part of the bargain, he saved my life and then gave me a reason to live.
The enclosed is yours and the others to remind you of his courage and love.
Cherish this man. He is unique and has proven that he loves you and the Walsh women more than life. I hope one day to find such a man for me.
Perhaps one day we will meet.
Your sister
Rafaela
“Dad?”
“Get the girls,” he said firmly, “I only want to tell this once.”
His harem sat in the living area, anxious to hear about “Rafaela”.
“Rafaela is head of a drug smuggling family. She was abducted by DEA agents and brought to the US where she was arrested and put in prison. The case was shit, so they claimed “Patriot Act.” I looked into it and it was just total bullshit.”
“Anyway, they paid David a lot of money to help get her out. He had the goods on a lot of people and lots of influence, so they thought he would use that influence to get her out. When he took their money and did nothing, they tried to force him by threatening his family. They never intended for anyone to get hurt, but they ratcheted up the pressure pretty good.”
He looked at Rachael, “You were the wild card. You and Beth bonded, so when you ran, she went with you. Since you ran together, they were threatening Beth as well.”
He paused to let them ask any questions. There were none.
“When Tom was killed in prison and David killed himself, the plan fell apart. Fortunately, Tim’s guys got into your house quickly after David died. They’re pros and found most of the dirt David had accumulated. When the Zapatas got there, the blackmail leverage had been taken. Back to square one.”
“Then I became a target. Beth was with you. She was vulnerable.”
“They may have had some help identifying me as the go to guy. I went down to Mexico to negotiate a trade for your lives for the information, but before I went, Peter made a deal with Homeland Security and the CIA. They release Rafaela and get the dirt David had accumulated.”
“I got down there, negotiated with Rafaela’s brother and she was released that night.”
“She was mutilated the second time she was gang raped.”
“Did you make love to her?” Beth asked quietly, her lip trembling. He could see the hurt just below the surface.
He nodded, keeping his eyes locked on hers.
“Was that part of the bargain for our lives?” Rachael asked.
“I honestly don’t know. The first night, she slept in my arms, fully clothed. Then she made up some bullshit about not being able to reach her people to call them off, so she kept me there. We made love the second night.”
“Let me get this straight. You went to Mexico, to the home of a Mexican drug lord, all alone, to protect us?” Lynne certainly boiled things down into a simple equation, “Are you crazy?”
Beth still looked hurt, but not devastated.
“Anyway, she went back to her world and I came back to mine,” he said looking straight into Beth’s eyes, “I’m sorry Honey. I hope you meet her sometime. I think you’d understand.”
Beth just nodded and began opening her gift. Michael held his breath, hoping it would not be something that would hurt her.
The box held four beautiful platinum and gold pendants in the shape of a heart fitted into a velvet form, each with a birthstone. The box had a place for a missing, fifth pendant.
“Really!” Beth said with mock exasperation in her voice, “You haven’t even tried us all and you’re already expanding your harem!”
Shoshana had her pendant with an emerald already around her neck.
Dinner was subdued. Everything was packed and ready to go except clothes needed tomorrow. Shoshana fidgeted nervously, afraid of the operations tomorrow. Rachael worried about her “night” with Michael. Beth still hurt at the thought of her Dad with an unknown woman. Lynne fought her growing adulation of Michael. Michael replayed the discovery of Peter’s treachery.
“Beth, I think you should be with Michael tonight,” Rachael said softly.
It broke the spell. Beth thought, ‘I’m being a spoiled bitch.’
It was just after 7PM when Beth stood and walked over to Michael. “I’m sorry Dad. I’ll be fine. Just no more surprises for a while. Now go take a shower. Whatever is on your mind put it aside. Tonight is for Rachael and she deserves all your attention.”
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Siblings, lovers. Part 2
It was late, and they realized it was Sunday night. They probably could’ve skipped school on Monday, but they didn’t have anywhere else to go.
Spending the night together was a foregone conclusion, but that left the problem of where to sleep. They headed upstairs to the bedrooms, and Kyle sighed when he realized his bed was covered with a random assortment of things he didn’t feel like moving. Erin thought about the master bedroom, but decided against it.
“We’ll just sleep in my bed,” Erin said.
“Yeah, I’ll just change and brush my teeth,” Kyle replied as he removed his shirt and tossed it into the laundry.
Erin lingered a moment, watching her brother undress, then went to her bedroom to do the same.
When Kyle entered her bedroom, he was wearing grey gym shorts and an old blue shirt. Erin was standing with her back to the door, pulling a pair of grey bikini panties over her hips. Kyle stopped to silently admire his sister’s great ass. She had a blue tank top halfway over her torso when she realized he was standing there.
She turned, “How long have you been standing there?”
Kyle just grinned.
“Hey look, we match!” he said, pointing to his shirt then hers.
“Come on,” Erin said, rolling her eyes and pulling the sheets up.
She set the alarm and laid back into her brother’s arms. It didn’t take long for both of them to fall asleep.
Late that night, it started to thunderstorm. Erin dreamt she was standing at the top of the stairs as their house flooded. She didn’t know where her family was, and water was rushing through the front door.
“Erin!” Kyle said, trying to wake her without scaring her more.
Her eyes snapped open, at first she backed away from Kyle’s embrace. She didn’t know what was happening, she felt like she was being pulled down.
“Erin, shh shhh shhh, it’s OK,” Kyle said. “It’s me. I’m here, you’re OK.”
Erin looked at him in the dark and fell back into his arms. She jumped as another bolt of lighting struck nearby. The deafening crack of thunder followed almost immediately. She was shaking uncontrollably.
“I–you were,” she said. “There was water–and then–but I couldn’t …”
“You don’t have to explain it,” Kyle said. “I know.”
He pulled her head to his chest.
After she calmed down a bit, Erin kissed her brother aggressively and started pulling at his shirt. She didn’t know what to do, but needed to be as close to him as she possibly could.
Kyle was a little confused, but didn’t argue. Soon they were both naked, and Erin had slid herself down on his cock with a sigh. She clutched him tightly, and they slowly rocked back and forth. It wasn’t the sweaty, hard sex they had the day before, but slow and comforting lovemaking. Kyle didn’t care if he came, he just wanted to love Erin.
Soon the storm died down. Kyle was still inside his sister, and Erin started to steadily rock her hips. Kyle laid back on the bed, cupping and squeezing her breasts as she rode him. She picked up her pace, arching her back and running her hand through her hair, pulling it out of her face.
Kyle was groaning, and soon she began to feel his cock pulsing. She pushed down harder onto him, and for the third time in a day, Erin felt her brother cum in her pussy. She moaned softly as his sperm shot into her, then laid her head on his shoulder, his cock still inside of her.
Erin’s alarm clock went off at 5:57 a.m. She had a habit of setting the clock to strange times. The twins woke up, showered and ate breakfast together, then headed to school.
News of the accident made the local newspaper, and they could tell people were surprised to see them back so soon. Thankfully, nobody mentioned it directly.
Before classes started, Erin found Kara, her best friend and teammate, standing in front of her locker. They hugged, and Erin managed not to cry. She pulled some books out of her locker, and the girls headed to first period English.
“Don’t forget about tonight,” Kara said.
Erin looked at her friend blankly, trying to figure out what she wasn’t supposed to forget.
“Our last game of the season,” Kara said.
“Oh,” Erin said. “I totally forgot. Yeah, I’ll be there.”
“Are you going to be OK to play?”
“Yeah, I think so.”
They sat down as the bell rang, and class started.
The morning was pretty routine. At lunch, Erin and Kyle sat with Kara, off in a far corner. Kara could tell neither one of them wanted to talk about anything important, so she just talked about whatever came to mind. She told Kyle about how well the soccer season was going, even though he already knew, and asked if he’d be at the game tonight tonight.
“It’s not like he’s got anywhere better to be,” Erin teased.
Kyle feigned an offended look back at his sister. In truth, he’d been to every game, and couldn’t imagine missing it. Even if it was only junior varsity.
“Next year we’re going to make varsity, just wait and see,” Kara replied. “Then you won’t be the only person in the stands.”
They all laughed at that, and started cleaning up the remainders of their lunches.
The afternoon was as mundane as the morning, and by 2:45, Erin was waiting for her brother in the car. They both had keys, so whoever got there first always drove home. It was a running game between them. She saw him walk out the doors toward the parking lot, and pulled up to him.
“Need a lift?” she asked playfully.
Kyle rolled his eyes, put his bag in the trunk and got in.
“So, how was your day?” he asked.
“All right I guess,” she said. “I managed to make it through.”
“Same,” Kyle said.
“You excited for your last game on the junior varsity?” he asked, changing the subject.
“You know, just because nobody comes to our games doesn’t mean we aren’t any good,” Erin replied, pausing. “OK, maybe a little, but please don’t jinx it. Just because I’ll be a junior next year doesn’t mean I’ll automatically get a varsity spot.”
“Kara seems pretty confident,” he said.
“That’s because she’s trying to convince herself it’s a done deal.”
They both laughed a little. Talking about mundane, day-to-day things gave them a sense of belonging. It didn’t make them feel any better about their parents being gone, but they both felt like they could function normally.
They got home, and Kyle was going through the mail when Erin came up behind him, running her hands up his chest. She pulled him around to face her, she’d already taken off her shirt, and was wearing jeans and a red bra.
“Take me before the game,” she said in a low, sultry voice. She pulled his t-shirt over his head, and they were kissing before he could form a response.
Kyle lifted his 115-pound sister without breaking their kiss. Erin wrapped her legs around his waist, and they headed up to her bed.
Kyle playfully tossed her on the bed, and quickly unbuttoned her jeans, He pulled his sister’s pants and panties off together, and immediately went down on her.
Erin was surprised at how quickly her brother moved, but soon felt too good to think about it. Kyle learned quickly, he was fingering her and licking her clit, driving her crazy.
“Oh Kyle,” she groaned. “You’re too good at that.”
She loved the feeling of his tongue on her clit, and Erin felt the muscles in her pussy squeezing around his fingers as he pushed her closer to cumming. Soon she was arching her back and moaning loudly, simultaneously trying to twist away from his mouth and push his face harder into her pussy.
Kyle slowed down, letting his sister’s orgasm subside for a moment. When the room stopped spinning, Erin realized her brother was still wearing pants. She practically attacked the zipper, pulling his cock out and taking it into her mouth.
Kyle was on his back by now, and after sucking his cock for about 30 seconds, Erin couldn’t take it any more. She straddled him and sank down on his cock, half-growling until it was buried deep inside her. She unclasped her bra and tossed it on the floor.
Kyle grabbed his sisters hips, and she started riding his cock fast and hard. Her pussy was dripping wet. Every time Erin sank down on his cock, Kyle pushed up to meet her, his pubic bone smacking into her clit.
Erin pulled her brother’s shoulders up and laid back so he was on top of her. She put her legs on his shoulders as he started to slam his cock into her pussy. She was grabbing at the sheets, arching her back and moaning loudly.
“Oh Kyle, fuck,” she groaned. “Cum in my pussy Kyle. Fill your sister with cum. Fuck, your cock is so huge!”
Hearing his sister groaning his name and telling him to fill her put Kyle over the edge. He started to cum, and pushed as deep as he could to shoot his load. Erin was in ecstasy, she moaned incoherently as she felt her brother’s cum splash into her.
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After they had both showered and eaten a snack, it was time to leave.
Kyle took up his usual spot in the front row of the nearly empty bleachers. Since it was a late fall evening, he wore his sister’s team hoody. Erin always got them four sizes too big, so he didn’t even look ridiculous. Not that looking ridiculous would stop him from wearing it.
The game was actually pretty good, as the second quarter wound down, they were tied at one point. With just over four minutes left on the clock, Erin was back in. The teams went back and fourth for the next three minutes. Nobody could gain a real advantage.
Then, with less than a minute left, Kara found some space and got away from her opponent. She found Erin with a long, but mostly clear shot, and passed it. Erin took another three or four steps, seeing one defender bearing down on her from the left, and took her shot.
Kyle heard it before Erin felt it. The defender managed to get her foot in front of the ball just as Erin kicked it, then plowed into her. It was a sickening noise, like a head-on car crash. Erin crumpled to the ground in a heap, while the other player landed two yards away.
The red card was in the air before the defender hit the ground. Erin was unconscious for a few seconds, but by the time Kara got to her she had started to roll around. The pain was nauseating, her entire body hurt, and it took her a minute to figure out what had happened.
Kyle wanted to ran down to the sideline, and would’ve continued out onto the field if the ref hadn’t stopped him. By then, the trainer was out on the field. Kyle could tell it wasn’t good when the trainer pulled out his cell phone. At that point, there wasn’t anybody to stop him from going over to his sister. He knelt beside her, holding her hand while the trainer held her head and neck.
“It’s probably nothing,” The trainer said. “But she landed funny, and that kick probably did some damage. I don’t want to take any chances.”
They heard the ambulance pulling up to the field, and soon they were on their way to the hospital. The paramedics put a collar around Erin’s neck and immobilized her right leg, which was throbbing a little bit more than the rest of her body.
Kyle was stuck doing paperwork and explaining why their parents weren’t coming while a nurse took Erin back for x-rays and an MRI. He was waiting in her hospital room when they brought her back without the neck brace. He breathed a small sigh of relief.
Erin smiled a little at seeing her brother.
“They said I didn’t break anything, and I don’t have a concussion,” she said.
“But … ?” Kyle replied.
Erin cringed a little. “Well, my knee’s not exactly the same as it was this morning. Ligaments or something. Apparently they can’t tell me more until the swelling goes down.”
By now her right knee had taken on a green tint and was noticeably bigger than her left.
Kyle leaned down and kissed her forehead as his cell phone started to ring. He answered, despite the plethora of signs exclaiming “NO CELL PHONES.”
“That was Kara, she wanted to know if we were still here,” Kyle said.
Half an hour later, nothing new had happened, and Kara peeked her brunette head around the curtain, followed by the rest of her 5-foot-2, 100-pound body.
“Hey,” she greeted the twins. “I guess it’d be pretty dumb for me to ask how you’re feeling.”
Erin smiled a little and nodded. “It’s about as bad as it looks,” she said, pointing to her knee.
“Aw, sick,” Kara exclaimed. “I’ve never seen that color before. She really nailed you.”
“No shit,” Erin replied. “At least tell me we won.”
Kara sighed. “Tie.”
Erin groaned. “Fucking hell. I should’ve stayed home.”
“At least it was the last game,” Kara said. “You’ll be fine by next season.”
Erin gave her friend half a smile, she didn’t feel like she’d ever be the same.
“Erin, do you think you’ll be fine here by yourself for a little while?” Kyle asked. “Kara said she’d take me back to get the car.”
“Uh, yeah,” Erin replied, biting her lip a little. She hoped it wasn’t too obvious she was lying. “It’s not like I’m going anywhere by myself anyway. Besides, we’ll need to get home eventually.”
Kara said goodbye to her friend and headed to the exit. Kyle gave his sister a brief kiss on the lips, and she pulled at his hand as he started to leave.
“Don’t be gone long,” she said, her eyes pleading with him to stay.
“I’ll be quick,” Kyle said. “Promise.”
He kissed her fingertips and hurried after Kara, who was waiting for him in the lobby.
“Sorry, hospitals make her nervous,” He said approaching Kara. At least it wasn’t a lie.
“Can’t really blame her,” she said as they headed to the parking lot. “At least she has you. I’d trade places with her in a second if I could have you for a brother.”
Kyle gave Kara a tight-lipped smile, grateful that she couldn’t see him blushing under the dim parking lot lights.
“No really,” she pressed. “I’ve seen the way you look at her.”
Kyle’s heart nearly stopped. Was he really that obvious?
“Sometimes I think you two have entire conversations the rest of us can’t hear,” she said.
“I dunno,” Kyle mumbled. “I guess it’s just normal for us.”
They got into Kara’s car, and headed back to the soccer field.
“So, Kyle, any luck with the ladies?” Kara teased. She knew he didn’t have the best track record.
“I guess I just haven’t found anybody,” Kyle lied, trying to hide his anxiety.
“Erin says the exact same thing,” Kara replied. “Sometimes you two are so similar it scares me.”
“This surprises you?” he said.
“I guess not. Hey, I’m still available,” she said with an exaggerated wink.
“Oh yeah, dating my sister’s best friend,” Kyle replied sarcastically. “That can only end well. Besides, what makes you think you’re up to my standards.”
Kara hit his arm in mock indignation. Though she actually liked the idea of dating Kyle, she knew he was right.
“You’re right though,” she said, pulling up next to Kyle’s car at the field. “I’d end up telling her everything, and it’s not like I’d expect you to keep secrets from each other.”
Kyle laughed and rolled his eyes as he opened the door.
“Bye,” Kara kissed him on the cheek.
“Thanks for the ride,” Kyle said, getting out of the car and collecting Erin’s soccer bag from the back seat. “See ya.”
“Hey,” she shouted through the open window. “Are you guys coming to school tomorrow?”
“We’ll see,” Kyle said, looking at his watch. “It’s up to Erin really. Who knows how late we’ll be at the hospital.”
“OK, well, I’ll see ya when I see ya,” she said, waving goodbye.
Kyle waved as he started the car. He decided to stop and pick up a strawberry milkshake for Erin on the way back to the hospital. He had about five minutes before the ice cream shop closed, and made it just in time.
In another 15 minutes he was walking back into the hospital, two milkshakes in hand. He found his sister pretty much where he left her.
“Took you long enough, jerk,” she said.
She gasped excitedly when she saw the milkshakes, reaching her arms out.
“I may just keep this one for myself, since you clearly don’t appreciate me,” Kyle said.
Erin reached her arms out, pouting a little.
“Oh don’t give me that face,” he said, handing her the milkshake.
“I love you,” she said, smiling. “The doctor was just here, he said they’re more or less done with me. Just have to get me some papers and pills, then we’re outta here.”
Kyle nodded and sat down to enjoy his milkshake.
An hour later, two nurses helped Erin into a wheelchair, while Kyle took a pair of crutches to the car, and pulled up in front of the door.
They pulled into the driveway around 10:45, and spent the next 15 minutes getting Erin in the door. Once she was safely seated in the kitchen, Kyle got their things from the car, tossing them next to the door.
“Kyle?” Erin said.
“Hm?”
“Do you think you could, uh,” she hesitated. “I need a shower. You don’t have to–I mean, I’m all gross and sweaty. If you can just help me get up there I’ll be fine.”
“So you can fall down?” Kyle replied. “Come on, I’ll help you.”
He leaned down to help her up, but she pulled his face to her, kissing him.
“Thank you,” she said softly.
He kissed her nose and smiled.
“Ready?” he asked. “One, two, three, up.”
She hopped along on her left leg, leaning heavily on her brother. Kyle held onto her hips, trying to carry as much of her weight as he could. They paused at the bottom of the stairs.
“Uh, how do we do this?” Kyle asked.
“Um, here,” Erin said. “Put me down on the step.”
They slowly lowered her so she was sitting on the third step. She made it about halfway up, bumping her bad leg twice in the process, when she stopped, cringing.
“Erin, this is stupid,” Kyle said. “Just let me carry you up.”
She nodded, swallowing her pride. She put her arms around her neck as he put his behind her back and under her thighs. He lifted her gingerly, careful to avoid touching her bad knee.
Kyle carried his sister all the way to her bedroom and set her on the bed.
“Do you mind if we undress you in here?” he asked. “I think it’ll be easier than in the bathroom.”
“Yeah, that’s fine,” Erin said, pulling off her jersey and starting on the black sports bra. “Ugh, I feel so disgusting. You really don’t have to–”
“Erin, stop being an idiot,” Kyle cut her off. “I’m not going on two ambulance rides in one day after you hit your head in the shower. You’re too proud for your own good. Lay back, I have to get these shorts off you.”
“You just want to see me naked,” she teased. “Perv.”
“Oh yeah, I didn’t tell you about my green and purple swollen knee fetish,” he replied, carefully sliding the white nylon shorts down her legs. He kissed her thigh, and moved back up to work on the panties.
“This is going to be a little harder,” he said, pulling at the waistband.
Erin tried to lift herself as much as she could, but it was hard to do without using her right leg. Kyle slid the grey panties to just above her knees, then guided her good leg out. It was easier to get the underwear over her bad knee that way.
They had already removed her socks at the hospital, so she was completely naked. Kyle paused for a moment to enjoy his sister’s body, then started peeling off his own clothes.
“I liked it better when I was pulling off your clothes,” Erin said with a sigh.
“I’m sorry,” Kyle said, pulling her up so she was sitting, then wrapping her arm around his shoulder.
They made their way to the bathroom, and Erin steadied herself against the shower wall while Kyle started the water. When he was satisfied with the temperature, he pulled down the shower head and started rinsing his sister’s hair, then worked his way down her body. He avoided spraying her bad knee directly, but let the water run down her leg, hoping the heat would help with the pain.
Kyle put traded the shower head for a bar of soap, and began washing the dirt and sweat from his sister’s body. He tried to carefully wash her injured knee, but gave up when she inhaled sharply through clenched teeth.
“Sorry,” he said. “I was trying to be gentle.”
“It’s OK,” she said, closing her eyes and trying to hide the pain. “It’s fine.”
When he’d rinsed the soap away, Kyle took the shampoo and started working it into his sister’s blonde hair. He massaged her head with his fingertips.
“Mmm,” she sighed as Kyle started to rinse the shampoo out. “Don’t forget the conditioner.”
After Erin was cleaned up, Kyle grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her, then did the same for himself.
“Wait here,” he said, and went to lay another towel on her bed.
“Kyle, what about my hair?” she shouted.
“Ugh, this is ridiculous,” he said. “Three towels for one shower.”
“Sorry, I can’t help it.”
He returned to the bathroom with an extra towel from the hall closet, which Erin wrapped around her head. Kyle carried her back to her bed, where he helped her dry off.
“Lay down,” he said as he finished drying her legs.
“Wha-” she started, but he was already nudging her shoulders back.
Kyle started kissing at his sister’s left hipbone, and gently spread her legs farther apart. He teased her for a few moments, kissing around her pussy, along the inside of her thighs until she was groaning with frustration. She wanted to wrap her legs around his head and pull his tongue to her clit.
Finally, he flicked his tongue along the lips of her pussy and up to her clit. He started licking her clit harder as he slid two fingers along her entrance. Soon Erin was panting and moaning her brother’s name as he fingered her pussy and licked her clit. She’d completely forgotten about the dull throbbing pain in her right leg.
“Oh, Kyle,” she whimpered. “I’m going to cum. Don’t stop!”
Soon he felt her pussy squeezing his fingers harder, and she was rocking her hips slightly. He kept his tongue on her clit until she came down from the orgasm.
He gently fingered her for another five minutes while she caught her breath, then kissed up her body to her face. Erin ran her fingers through his hair, pulling their lips together.
“I love you,” she whispered. “Thank you for everything. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
They laid on the bed kissing for another 15 minutes, then Kyle helped his sister into her pajamas. He made sure she was comfortable, then went to change and get ready for bed himself.
They shared her bed again. Erin was frustrated that she couldn’t sleep in Kyle’s arms. She settled for having him pressed up against her left side, while she slept on her back with a pair of pillows under her right leg.
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The Bradford Family Saga (end)
“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
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Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
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I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
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Jim and the new school’s entertainment
Jim Steel was the hottest football prospect in high school. He was 19 (having failed 3rd grade), 6’4, 235 lbs. and fast as lightning. And with his gifted hands, he was guaranteed to be a starting wide receiver as a rookie. Heck, NFL teams were already watching him. The only knock against him was his low test scores, but what college cares about that when looking at an athlete?
Jim had spent 2 full months being courted by recruiters from every major school in the country. The recruiters offered him everything from new cars to cash to a new house for his parents. Several of the recruiters even promised him a cute young co-ed in his bed every night. He was close to deciding on a school where the recruiter offered him a new car, a house for his parents, ,000 cash per season and 2 girls a day to use as he wants.
Then he received a call from the one recruiter that was noticeably absent in the bidding war. Rick Jones was the recruiter for Gibson University in Florida, the most successful school in the last 15 years. Gibson has sent more players to the pros than any other 4 schools combined during that time. That is why it had seemed odd that Gibson didn’t throw its hat into the ring before now.
Jim told Rick he would be happy to meet with him but warned him that he was very close to finalizing his decision to go to the University of New Mexico. Rick just chuckled and asked Jim not to sign anything till they met the following week.
Sure enough, Jim was able to hold off the pushy recruiter from UNM, telling him he just had one more recruiter to talk to. But Jim didn’t tell him which school he was seeing so as not to make the man panic.
The next Friday afternoon, Rick showed up at the door and greeted Jim’s family with a huge smile. He had a relaxed way about him that comes from living in Florida and knowing you are the best at what you do. After an hour of sitting with Jim’s parents and telling them about the educational values of the school, he took Jim out for the night. He told the parents he needed to get to know Jim in a neutral environment where they could both relax.
Rick took Jim out in his large van to an empty parking lot. “What are we doing here?” asked Jim. Jim was used to recruiters taking him out to fancy dinners, or to strip clubs or even buying him a whore for an hour or so. But this was just an empty parking lot.
Rick smiled, “Jim, I said I needed to get to know you. And I do not mean all that ‘what’s your favorite color’ crap. I need to know what does it for you.” Jim stared at the man with skepticism. “You see, some schools are crippled by their own ethics. I do not have the same problem. I find out what you want, what you really want, and I get it for you.”
Jim thought for a moment and then said, “Well, I want a new car, and money and a house for my parents, and a good education, and a chance to compete for a…” Rick cut him off, “No, not that crap. Everyone wants that stuff and every school can get you that stuff. No, I mean the stuff you may not even know you want. I am going to hook you up to a machine in the back that measures your reactions and I am going to show you some pictures and things like that I’ll find out what you like and then I will put together my offer.”
They climbed into the back of the van and Rick hooked Jim up to a machine with wires taped to his chest, brain, arms and even a sleeve that he had to slip over this limp cock. The images started off simple enough. There were pictures of various cars, a picture of a dog and even some pictures of ice cream and pizza.
Then the pictures started to show women who were undressed, then women who were having sex. Some were women with men, others were women with women. Then there were pictures of men with women, women and men with animals and men and women with children. And finally pictures of children having sex with animals.
Jim wasn’t saying anything. He didn’t want to appear to enjoy seeing these things, but it was obvious he was. Rick didn’t need his fancy equipment to see the bulge in Jim’s jeans. “So, I see you have very refined tastes, Jim,” said Rick. Jim looked over at Rick and said, “What, this crap? No, man, I ain’t a freak or anything like that.” “No, of course you aren’t, Jim,” replied Rick. “You are a top athlete. And as such you are above everyone else. You deserve to have everything you want. And I’m here to help you with that.”
The pictures continued and some got very perverted. There was a picture of a 35 year old mother holding her blonde 7 year old daughter face down by the shoulders as a large black man was raping her ass. The little girl, wearing only patten leather shoes shined to a high gloss and knee high white socks, was crying and the mom was obviously enjoying it. Another man was standing next to them, pissing on the little girl’s back.
Another picture was of two 13 year old twin brunette girls holding a giant horse cock. The horse had a horse blanket on its back that said “Gibson Stallions”. The first girl had her hands wrapped around the massive member and her lips in the end of the shaft. The second girl was licking a large dollup of white slimy cum from her friend’s cheek. There was cum all over both of the girls and they both had large dildos sticking out of their shaved pussies.
Another picture was of a 7 year old boy sucking the cock of an old man dressed in a Superman costume. The little boy’s head was shaved bald like Lex Luthor.
Jim continued to scan the pictures and he came to a picture of a man wearing a tie pin that said Gibson Class of ’79. He had a 3 year old girl licking his cock as the girl’s mother was working two fingers into the girl’s ass hole. A sign on the wall behind them said “Gibson Alumni Fundraiser”.
“What is the deal with these pictures,” asked Jim. “Are these all Gibson alums?” “Yes,” replied Rick. “These men are all wealthy alumni. We bring them here and make their lives as… rewarding as possible in return for very generous donations to help fund our sports programs and pay our players. And these women are also graduates of Gibson. They don’t have the money to donate so they donate themselves, or in some cases, their children.
“Why we have one woman, class of ’97, who actually gave away her daughter to one our biggest donators for a full month to use as he pleased. I think the little girl was 4. By the time she came back to her mom she was such a slut her mom had to offer her services full time just to satisfy the girl. If she didn’t drink at least a quart of cum each day she was impossible to live with.”
Rick drove the van back to Jim’s house to drop him off. “Here, take these,” said Rick as he handed a box to Jim along with a key. “This is filled with more pictures you may enjoy. Wait till you see the girl from the zoology department with the monkey. It’s just classic.”
Jim took the box and the key and walked to his door, still in a daze from the evening’s events. When he entered his house, his dad asked him, “So, how was the guy from Gibson?” Jim was snapped from his thoughts. “Uh…it was an interesting meeting. I guess I have some stuff to think about.”
The next day, Rick contacted Jim and set up an appointment for the following weekend. “Jimbo, I’ll need you for the weekend. Can you tell your parents you will be away for the weekend? Just tell them I am showing you the campus.” “Yeah, sure,,” said Jim.
The week went by so slowly Jim thought he was going to die. After their first meeting, Jim couldn’t wait to see what Rick had in store for him now. He used the time to look at all the pictures in the box about 50 times He jerked off 20 times at the very least.
His favorite pictures were a 20 picture series of a 9 year old girl being gang raped by 12 guys aged in their late teens and early 20’s. They must have been one of the sports teams. The girl was chained to the floor with a dog collar around her neck. She had “bitch” written on her back. They fucked her in every hole and came all over her.
They then had the girl’s mom scoop as much of the cum up and pout it into a dog bowl. Then the guys pissed in the bowl and the little girl had to drink it all down. And finally the mom brought a large Dalmatian in to fuck the girl. The little girl was crying and the mom even squatted over the girl and pissed on her head, soaking her hair. Jim just loved this series.
On Friday, Jim cut the last 3 of his classes, knowing the teachers didn’t care. His principal was just happy that he played for them and brought so much publicity to their high school. Jim was home by noon so he’d have time to pack and also jerk off once more to his favorite picture series. He was staring at the first picture in the series.
It was of the little girl being attacked. They were tearing her little school uniform from her body as her mom held her arms. The little girl was obviously not in on the joke as they laughed at her fear. Her blouse was ripped and hanging from her body. Her skirt was hiked up over her tiny ass. Her panties were wrapped around one of her feet. Even her paten leather shoes were all scuffed up from the struggle. One guy was pinching her titless chest as another guy was ramming a finger into her pussy.
Then Jim switched to the final picture of the girl. She was passed out on the floor, still chained down, covered in cum and piss with her mom licking her body clean as the dog was licking her little abused slit. That was all it took to push Jim over the edge. He shuddered as he shot ropes of cum all over his belly. He couldn’t remember ever shooting so much cum.
He cleaned up just in time before his parents got home. Then Rick got there a few minutes later. Jim loaded his bags into the van, kissed his mom goodbye and they were off.
“So where are we going”? asked Jim.
“Actually, not too far. We are going to visit a “friend of the school” who lives near by. She is a former student who was caught cheating on a test in her senior year. We threatened to kick her out and black mark her transcripts if she didn’t agree to help us with fund raising and recruiting. She said yes and it wasn’t long before she was one of our biggest supporters. So we bought her and her daughter a house.”
“Daughter?” asked Jim with a smile.
“Oh yes. In her first year helping us we had her entertain a wealthy businessman who was thinking of donating money to build the new stadium we put up. So we told her she had to do whatever he wanted. And sure enough, he wanted to fuck her without a condom. He got her pregnant and told us he wanted us to make sure she kept the child. He wanted to be the first person to feed the baby his cum. So we made her keep the baby in return for the house. And she was pretty open minded about letting him put his cum in the baby’s bottle. He was even the first person to fuck the child when she was 5.”
They pulled into the driveway of a lovely house. It was easily one of the best houses in town. They walked up the path past beautiful flowers and well groomed trees “We also take care off her landscaping and any repairs she needs done to the house. We even put in a new hot tub last month for her for as a thank you for a special service she provided.”
Rick knocked on the door.
“She and her daughter helped us in celebrating our soccer team’s championship. You probably saw the pictures in your box.” That caught Jim’s attention and he felt a knot in his throat as the door opened to reveal the mom from the series of pictures he loves so much. She was 30 years old and stunning. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, was 5’6 and 126 lbs. She had well rounded 34C breasts and a smile that lit the room.
“Hi, you must be Jim,” she said. “I’m Sara. Come on in”. Jim entered the beautiful house and looked around at all the fine art. It was stunning and classy, yet with an erotic edge to it. There was a painting of a nude woman looking back over her slender shoulder and another of a man kissing a woman on the deck of a ship in the early 1900’s. They were both fully dressed, but the woman’s hair and dress were blowing in the wind with a wildness that was sexy.
Jim’s attention was turned from the art to a tiny girl standing behind Sara. “This is my daughter, Lynn”. Lynn was the same 9 year old girl from the pictures that Jim had just masturbated to an hour ago. She was about 4 foot tall, very skinny, with no hint of tits beneath her t-shirt. And what a t-shirt it was. It said, “Men love a box lunch” and had an arrow pointing down to her underage pussy. She wore ultra short shorts with the top button unbuttoned. If she were old enough to have pubic hair it would be sticking out the top.
She had long blonde hair tied back in pig tails that made her look even younger. She had cute freckles on her nose and she had a smile that made Jim’s heart skip a beat. Jim looked past Lynn and saw her bedroom door was open. On the wall were pictures of the little girl doing every nasty sexual thing ever conceived There were pictured of her with men, women, animals and other children. Jim walked over to look at the pictures.
“Oh, please, feel free to look at Lynn’s trophy wall,” said Sara. Jim saw a picture of Lynn being fucked in the ass by a 12 year old boy who was in turn being fucked in the ass by a Priest. “Oh, that is a great picture, isn’t it,” asked Rick. “That is Father Ryan, the school’s priest. He just loves to play with the kids. And you should see his “splatter baptisms” as he calls them. The guy is real gem.”
“So, Rick tells me you’ll be staying the weekend with us. Is that right,” asked Sara. It took Jim a second to find his voice. “Uh…yeah. I think so. Um…if that’s okay.” “Oh, we’d be honored. I hear you are one of the best football players in high school. And so handsome, too. I just know Lynn would love to add you to the wall.” Rick interrupted, “I thought you could have Lynn put on a little “bitch show” for him. I am sure Jim would love to see such a cute little girl getting fucked by a large horny dog.”
Lynn’s eyes got wide for a second. She has learned to really enjoy sex over the years, but has never been to fond of k-9 sex. It isn’t that she doesn’t like the idea of a dog filling her cunt with his watery cum or even the idea of drinking the dog’s cum right from it’s pink cock.
It’s just that when the dog mounts her, he claws up her sides as her mom just watches and laughs. Her mom thinks the scrapes are cute and likes to lick her daughter’s scratches. Plus, her mom takes pictures and now has a prosperous business on the side selling the photos. She even makes videos and sells them to some of the people she has “entertained” for the school.
But Lynn caught herself and smiled as she nodded. She knew better than to express anything other than excitement at the idea of being used for any sexual practice. Even when her mom had her suck off 45 men at a fund raiser. Her jaw was sore for 2 days but she made each guy come twice. Heck, she even went that extra mile and drank 2 pints of piss.
“Oh, that’s great,” said Lynn. I hope he’ll fuck my little mouth as Buster takes my cunny or my ass.” Jim had a noticeable lump in his pants. Rick patted him on the back, “Well, it looks like you are in good hands now. I will be back to get you on Sunday.”
With that, Rick walked over and kissed Sara full o the lips as his hand went to her firm ass. Then he pulled out his dick from his pants and Lynn leaned down and sucked it for a few seconds. Rick pulled it out from between her lips and stuffed it back in his pants. “I’d love to stay but I am testing out a new girl who was caught cheating on her mid term I hear she likes horses.”
Sara closed the door behind Rick and started to unbutton her top as she turned around. “Lynn, go get Jim a drink,” she said. “What would you like? Beer, whine, whiskey? Maybe some pot or heroine?”
Jim looked sheepish, “Um…I guess I’ll have a beer.” As Lynn went into the next room to get the beer, Sara lowered her skin tight black pants, revealing her lack of panties and her hairless blonde cunt. She walked over to Jim and unbuttoned his pants.
Lynn came back and handed the beer to Jim who was removing his shirt. She quickly shed her clothes and joined the fun. Lynn leaned over and began to lick and suck his nipples as her mom was removing the boy’s pants. Sara slid his boxers down, freeing his 7 inch cock. She took it in her hand and licked the knob. Lynn dropped to her knees to join her mom. Sara held it for her daughter to suck. She reached her hand around to finger her daughter’s wet pussy. Jim was in heaven.
Jim looked down to watch as these two mouths worked over his young cock. Despite jerking off just an hour ago, he could already feel his balls boiling. He reached down and took hold of the little girl’s face. He held her tightly as he fucked her mouth. Sara continued to finger her daughter and kiss the girl’s shoulders.
Jim grabbed her tightly and groaned as he flooded her mouth with his fertile seed. He shot so much white sticky cu in the little girl’s mouth that it was spilling from her lips. Her mom leaned around to lick the excess from the girl’s chin. Jim pulled out his cock and wiped it on the little girl’s hair.
To his surprise, his cock was still rock hard. He decided to go again. “Hey, Lynn, turn around.” She obeyed and turned around and leaned over a chair. Sara leaned over and licked her daughter’s ass hole to get it wet then guided Jim’s cock into her small hole Jim didn’t even give her a chance to adjust to having something in her most private hole. He just rammed her as hard and fast as he could.
Sara went around in front of her daughter and was kissing her, licking the cum from her daughter’s teeth. Sara thought for a second how the men were going to love it when Lynn gets braces next month. Her thoughts were interrupted by Jim’s moans as he filled the preteen’s bowels with his 3rd load of the day. He pulled out of her ass and walked around to the front of Lynn. He took Sara’s place and shoved his dirty cock into the girl’s mouth to clean for him while Sara moved around back to lick the load of cream from her own daughter’s bitter anus. The sounds of a mom slurping cum from her own daughter were driving Jim nuts.
When he was all clean and starting to go limp, he withdrew from the girl’s mouth and pissed on her face. It splashed all over her, catching her by surprise. But she quickly opened her mouth for him to shoot his piss right onto her tongue. Then when he was finished, Sara got up and spit the shitty cum into her daughter’s piss-filled mouth.
Jim stepped back and collapsed onto the leather couch in exhaustion. Sara stood up and took Jim’s beer from his hand and took a sip and then handed it back. Lynn remained on the ground trying to catch her breath. When she was okay, she leaned down and began to lick the hardwood floors clean of cum and piss.
Sara excused herself from the room, saying she was getting herself a drink. Alone with Lynn, Jim decided to get to know the little fuck-hole better. “So, you are a pretty hot piece of ass. Is there anything you won’t do?” Lynn lifted her head and thought for a second with gunk dripping from her chin.
“I don’t think so. Mom took me to a party one time where they had me suck off a pony in front of everyone and then they made me give everyone a rim job. A few months ago for some big contributor guy’s 50th birthday Mom made me stay with hi for a week. He had me fucking anything and everything. He liked me to fuck myself with vegetables and then he’d put the veggies in the fridge. In the last day, he had a big party for his birthday and his chef served salads made from my pussy veggies. It was a big hit.”
“I bet,” said Jim. “So what is your favorite thing to do to get a guy excited?” She scrunched her little face as she thought for a moment. “Well, I know guys love to see me lick cum from my mom’s pussy. Then we snowball it. I just love the taste of it. At that party I was telling you about, there were about 40 men there and they all jerked off into a large jar that was given to me to drink with my dinner. And after dinner, while everyone was enjoying desert, I had to get under the table and eat out all the women there. There was this one woman who was old and fat and tasted like bad cabbage. But other than that I loved it.”
Sara returned to the room with a 6 pack and the Dalmatian in tow. She handed another beer to Jim to replace the one he was finishing and also handed one to Lynn. “She drinks beer,” asked Jim. “Sure. She does pot and coke too sometimes. I mean, if she is old enough to suck and fuck 20 guys and a donkey, then why not booze and drugs, right?”
Lynn chugged the beer quickly, seeing Buster’s pink member sticking out of its sheath. She handed the bottle to Jim, “Maybe later you can fuck my ass as you fuck my cunt with this.” He smiled as she got down on the ground. As soon as she was in position, the dog was right up.
It was apparent the dog was no stranger to fucking humans. Lynn reached under and guided his cock into her wet quim. The dog wasted no time with subtlety on his bitch. He was humping away, scratching the girl’s sides as he worked. Sara pulled a chair over from the dining room and sat in front of her daughter, with her bald cunt in the girl’s face.
It didn’t take any explanation for Lynn to know what her mom wanted. She dived into her mom’s pussy, licking the folds of flesh and digging her tongue into the hole. After a few seconds of this, Jim was hard as a rock again. He slowly stroked himself as he watched the little girl get violated by a dog.
Within 10 minutes the dog was cumming and his knot was keeping all that cum in the girl’s belly. Jim could actually see the girl’s belly expand with the cum. Her mom got up and crawled under her daughter with her face down at the girl’s stuffed pussy. From that angle, she was able to lick the dog’s slimy shaft as it was stuck in her baby girl. With a plop, the dog pulled his enlarged cock from the girl, dumping a flood of semen on Sara’s face and in her mouth.
Jim walked over and put his cock into Lynn’s cunt to get it wet. Then he pulled out and rammed it into her ass. As he fucked the girl, Sara licked both his balls and the her daughter’s sloppy cunt Jim grabbed her ass cheeks hard and came in her butt.
He pulled out his cock and offered it to Sara to lick clean, which she was happy to do. Then Jim surprised everyone by leaning down and licking a glob of his own cum from the girl’s ass. He walked around and spit it onto the girl’s face as Sara took care of the rest of the jizz.
The weekend went by much the same way, with Sara even inviting over some friends who also help out the school. Jim was sad to see Sunday afternoon come.
Rick was there at 5 pm on the button. And by 5:15, after kissing Sara and having Lynn suck his cock for a minute, Rick had Jim on the road. “So, what do you think about Sara and Lynn,” he asked. “They were fucking awesome! I think I’m in love,” replied Jim.
Rick laughed, “Just think, they will be waiting for you during every summer or holiday you come home to visit your family. Just imagine what I have lined up for you at the campus.”
Jim smiled and reached out his hand, “Well, it looks like I’m a Gibson Stallion now.”
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Four wheeling fun:Sequel to water park love
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I woke up at about 8:30 the next morning. Mark and I were spooning. I went over what had happened the previous day and night in my head. I had to be dreaming. I went to the water park the day before, I saw him and melted. He broke up with his girlfriend and followed me on a ride. From there it seemed like it could not have happened. But I looked down and there were his perfect arms and legs around me, I looked over my shoulder and saw that angelic face. It had happened. My morning wood sprung to full attention at that thought. Than his hand grasped my cock and he shoved his boner on my butt. “Good morning sunshine” he said. I smiled. “Good morning” I turned around and we stared into each others eyes until making out for a good two minutes.
He pulled away. “I’m hungry” he said. I got up and grabbed his hand. He got out of bed and I realized we slept naked. I stared at his huge dick again. Yep. Definitely not a dream. I lead him to the kitchen. We made eggs and bacon and ate at the table together. He slid his hand under the table and put it on my thigh. I smiled. “So what do you want to do today babe” he asked. I liked the babe, it made me feel like I was his. “I don’t know BABE” I mocked him. “Maybe we should drive somewhere, in my car of course, I wouldn’t want to strain your Oldsmobile” I said sarcastically. He smiled. “Yah that sounds like a good idea.” He said.
When we finished I washed the dishes and headed to the shower. He went to my room. I was washing when I heard the door open and turned to see him naked. He joined me. We washed each other and he cradled me in the shower while kissing me every now and then. He was behind me and pushed his hard member into my crack. He started to jack me off from behind as I turned my head and made out with him. He broke the kiss and said “I don’t know where were going today and what were doing but save your energy because tonight your going to need It and just know that until whenever you want me to leave, I am yours and you are mine” My heart fluttered. “I don’t think I am ever going to want to be done” We kissed more passionately. We broke and got out of the shower. “Do you have to be anywhere this summer?” I asked. “Nah my parents are out of town for the month” “Where’d they go?” I asked. “To Spain for the month”. “No shit! Mine too!”. We laughed.
We got dressed and he wore some of my clothes. Any other day I would have let no one wear my stuff because I had expensive things, but he was an exception. We got in my car and drove to the gate and I entered the code and exited my gated community. “So how did you get in the gate yesterday?” I asked. “I sped in after someone else” he said. I laughed. We mobbed down the highway in my suburban. I had no idea where we were going. We had been on the freeway for an hour or so when he grabbed my hand on the console and told me to take the next exit. I took he exit and had no idea where we were.
“Where are we?” I asked. “Well were going 4 wheeling” he said. What? This sounded fun. He told me to keep driving down the road and turn into a driveway. I drove for another five minutes until we reached a secluded cabin that looked like a palace. He said it was his vacation home. I parked and he went around and opened the trunk pulling out a duffel bag. “What’s that?” “I packed a bag during the first part of your shower.” He had this planned? I love it. He opened the front door and threw the bag in the front room and I looked around, it looked like a lodge in this place. It was huge. “I love the outdoors” he said. “Me too” I responded. “Follow me”. He walked up the stairs and opened a door at the end of the hall way. The door opened and a huge master bedroom with a humongous bed and tons of other things. He opened to glass doors and stepped out onto a porch that overlooked the lake. I looked down and there was a dock on their property. “What the hell do your parents do?” I asked. He laughed “They designed some technology for medical offices.” “Nice”. We walked back down stairs and he opened the back door. We walked to a shed and opened it. There were three snowmobiles and one four wheeler.
He handed me a helmet and some pads and I put them on. He did the same. We got on and headed out. We went up a trail and the fun started. There were bumps and hill, I continued to wrap my arms tighter and tighter around his waist. We continued up about 45 minutes until we got to the top of a mountain. It was getting dark. He pulled out a sack and laid out a blanket. We ate and I lay down and stared out at the sky. He laid next to me Put his arms around me and pulled me closer. He started to kiss me and I responded furiously. I started to take off my clothes and he said “Not here”. I was sad. He took out his phone and called someone. He said “Now”. We got back on and went down the mountain. I was thinking what did now mean and who was he saying it to? I’m in the middle of the woods and I’m dead. I laughed at how stupid I sounded.
When we put the four wheeler in the shed, it was dark. We walked to the front steps and a cars went from the house down the path. What the fuck? My heart quickened and I got scared. I looked at him and he seemed like nothing was up. When we walked in all the lights were off but the stairs were lit in candles. He led me up and entered the grand bedroom. The bed was surrounded in candles and the doors were open letting the moon shined in. He pushed me on the bed and started talking. “I know I have only known you for two days and I know this may sound weird but I love you and I want tonight to be special. I love every thing about you and I want my first time to be special and with the one I want” a tear slid down my eye. I felt like I was in some corny movie. “ Couldn’t say it better. I love you too and this is my first time too.” He smiled and fell on top of me. He kissed me passionately.
He stripped off my clothes and took off mine too. He kissed me down my stomach and than got too my balls. At this point I was at full attention. He sucked on my balls. I was in ecstasy. He took my dick into his mouth and began to bob up and down faster and harder. This went on for awhile. My balls started to tighten. He stopped. He turned around and positioned his ass tight over my cock. He went straight down. He was unbelievably tight. He moaned. I did too. The feeling was incredible. He began to go up and down and I met his thrust each time. We went on longer and he began to ride me faster and faster. I watched as the muscles in his back tightened and relaxed. He had the best back muscles. My balls started to tighten again and my dick became stiffer. He rode faster. “I’m gunna cum!” I yelled. He rode faster and then all of a sudden I shot the first rope of cum. I shot more and more and he just kept going. When the last drop came out he got off and plopped down next to me. He made out with me as my dick became soft. He broke away and flipped me over. “My turn” he said. He positioned his huge dick at my ass and then without hesitation shoved it in. I screamed. The pain was unbelievable but at the same time it was amazing. After awhile the pain eased and turn into pure pleasure. He humped faster and harder. Again I met his thrusts. Without warning he began to cum. He cummed for what seemed like forever. He pulled out and fell on top of me. He made out with me and then got up and blew out all the candles. He led me outside and we went down to the dock. He pushed me in and then jumped in after. We washed each other in the lake and than kissed passionately. He pulled me into a paddleboat and got in asfter me. He pulled out a blanket and pulled me close to him. “I just forgot but we didn’t use condoms” he said. “Its ok. Id rather get a disease form you than anyone else.” I said. “Same” he said. He pulled me even tighter and we fell asleep.
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Falling In Love With Kyle-Chapter 3
Okay, here’s Chapter 3, finally! Sorry about the wait, I know its irritating. I did it as fast as I could. I hope you like it. Leave comments, send me PM’s, you know, all that stuff. 🙂
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“What’s your favorite color?” We were out on yet another date when he suddenly asked me this question at dinner. I looked at him, slightly surprised and raised an eyebrow, but answered, nonetheless.
“Pink, definitely.” Kyle laughed at my response. “What’s yours?”
“Pink, definitely.” It was my turn to laugh. I never expected he would be so goofy. Before I knew him, he just seemed quiet and smart and the opposite of Jason and Travis. Now that I’m getting to know him, I’ve realized he’s funny and playful, as well as smart, and quiet, but at the right times, not all the time. Other times, he can be loud and fun.
“Nah, it’s blue. Favorite food?”
“Goldfish. You?”
He laughed again. “Pineapple. But goldfish…really? Why goldfish?”
“What are you talking about? Goldfish are cheesy and delicious.”
He looked thoughtful for a minute, and then nodded. “I’ll give you that one. Favorite thing about me?”
I laughed. That was a good question. We were on one of our very many dates in the last three months. We hadn’t exactly made it official, but neither of us seemed to be interested in other people. And during these dates, I had noticed so many little things about him that I adored. His sense of humor; the way he could make you laugh at any time. The way he was such a gentleman, always opening doors and pulling out chairs for me. The way his soft lips felt against mine when he kissed me. The way he doesn’t pressure me, because I’m not ready to have sex with him.
“Am I allowed to say everything?”
“Nope.”
I chuckled. “Your smile… and laugh. And sense of humor. And the way you kiss me, and hold my hand. Your hugs… even your smell.”
He smiled. “So… everything?”
I laughed and nodded. “I told you. What about you? What’s your favorite thing about me?”
He smiled and took my hand from across the table. “Your ears.”
I rolled my eyes, but laughed. He stood up from the table, keeping my hand in his and I did the same. He led me out of the restaurant and back to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I started to get into the car, but he stopped me, pulling my body close. I smiled up at him as he gazed into my eyes. I stood up on my tip toes and closed the distance between lips, my eyes fluttering closed as I felt his soft and firm lips pressing against mine.
I felt his lips form a smile against mine, and I couldn’t help smiling back. One of his hands was firmly on my lower back as his other inched its way up my spine, finally finding the back of my neck and settling there, holding my face to his as his lips moved against mine. My fingers were placed gently on either side of his face, pulling him closer to me, as I deepened the kiss.
Despite moments like these, when I wanted to rip all his clothes off of him, Kyle and I hadn’t had sex yet. I don’t know if it was us not really being together, together, or if I just wasn’t ready since Travis. And despite the fact that every time his lips came near mine, I was completely his for the taking, he hadn’t taken advantage of it. He knew I didn’t want to do anything, and respected it. Usually stopping himself and me before we got too hot and heavy.
He did this just now, pulling back and moving his hands back to mine. I pouted slightly and he chuckled. “Don’t pout; you’ll make me feel bad.”
I laughed and kissed his lips once more before getting into the car.
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About a half hour later, we were back at campus, on our way to my dorm, where Kyle always insisted on walking me to after our dates. My hand was in his big, warm one, leading me, because he knew the way so well.
We got to my door, where he always kissed me goodnight, sweetly and gently. He did it again tonight, the same as always, but tonight I didn’t want him to leave. I always hesitated, not sure whether to invite him in or not, afraid of what would happen if I did, and usually choosing the latter. Tonight I had no hesitation as I opened my door, letting him in.
He seemed surprised, but not in a bad way. He glanced around my room, chuckling as he took in the pink surroundings.
I sat nervously on the edge of my bed as he looked at the pictures hanging on my walls. He eventually turned to me, looking more nervous than I imagined I did, and sat next to me.
I turned to him, suddenly concerned that something was wrong, searching my mind for something, but coming up blank. He was fine a few minutes ago; what could have happened since he came in here that’s upset him?
“Emma, I… I need to ask you something.” I nodded, wanting him to continue. “I want you to know that I really like you. I haven’t looked at another girl the way I look at you in… a long time. You’re the most beautiful, wonderful girl that I have ever met, and I never want to jeopardize what we have.” He took both of my hands in his, but continued. “There is a very real chance that I am about to fall completely in love with you. And I need to know if you feel the same way. Because as much as I like you, I don’t think I can handle having you break my heart.” He looked down at our hands with these last words.
My heart raced as my mind tried to process his words. Did I feel the same way? I knew that I liked him, a lot. I didn’t want to lead him on. But I didn’t know if I was capable of being enough of what he wanted. I didn’t know if I could be good enough for him. When, or even if, we ever had sex, could I satisfy him? Would he be disappointed? I was definitely not a virgin, but the only guy I was ever with was Travis. We’d had sex, but it was never really anything special for me. It was like a chore, and I never really wanted it, let alone enjoyed it. Did I have enough experience to please him? I couldn’t stand the thought of falling short of his expectations. I tried to shake it from my mind and concentrate on whether or not I wanted to be with him.
“Kyle, I… I don’t…” I didn’t know how to continue. I bit my lip. “Are you sure that you want me? Are you sure you wouldn’t prefer one of the hundreds of girls fawning over you? I just don’t feel like I’m… good enough for you. I don’t want you to be disappointed with me.” I met his eyes again, and he looked confused.
“What are you talking about? I don’t think it’s possible that you could disappoint me. Nothing you say or do would ever. Why would you even think that?”
I shrugged, silently.
“Is it about sex? You know that I’m not pressuring you, and I want to wait until you’re ready. I know that your relationship with Travis was weird and he didn’t treat you half as well as you deserve and he didn’t satisfy you the way he should have.” I looked at him, curiously. “He used to talk about you to a lot of people. He said you never enjoyed him, like you should have. He always thought he was so great. But, I want to satisfy you. I want to give you what you deserve, if you’ll let me. I want to give you whatever you want. Please, just let me.” His thumb brushed under my chin, tilting my head up.
“Emma, please.” His eyes were pleading with me, begging me for approval.
I didn’t want anyone else; that was for sure. I thought of his lips against mine earlier tonight. I felt comfortable with him, and safe. I glanced at our intertwined fingers and felt the warmth that his hands brought to me. I remembered his hugs, his laugh, his smile. The sparkle in his eye when he looks at me. I loved seeing it there, and I loved causing it. He said he could fall in love with me. I think I could fall in love with him, too. I was already halfway there.
I took a deep breath and looked back up at him, and was met with is anxious and waiting gaze. “Yes,” It came out as a whisper.
His eyes brightened slightly. “Yes? Yes, what?”
I smiled. “To everything. Yes, I feel the same way. Yes, I want to fall totally and completely in love with you. Yes, I want to be with you. If that’s what you’re asking…”
A big smile grew on his face and he pulled me into him, kissing me again. I let out a relieved breath against his lips and he pulled back, still smiling. I forced myself to smile, to convince him I was okay, when I really wasn’t.
I still wasn’t convinced I was enough. I didn’t want to break his heart, but I didn’t want mine to be broken, either. I was sure that once I gave myself to him, he would realize I’m not this perfect girl he thinks I am.
It didn’t seem to work, though as his smile began to fade from his face.
“Emma, what’s wrong?” I shook my head, trying not to let him see the worry in my face.
“It’s nothing. Don’t worry. I just…I’m really tired.” He wasn’t convinced. He moved a strand of hair out of my eyes, searching my face for a sign of what was wrong.
“Are you sure? You seem really upset. Is it… is it this? Us? Do you not want it?” He seemed to be struggling to get the words out, not wanting to jinx it.
I shook my head quickly. “I do want it. It’s not that, I promise. It’s really nothing; I just need to get some sleep.” I stood up, and he did as well.
I wanted him to leave, I needed to think. I didn’t, however, want him to think it had anything to do with him, so I wrapped my arms around him tightly, and finally felt him do the same.
I pulled back after several minutes, and pulled him to the door, opening it and stepping out. I kissed his lips gently.
“Goodnight, Kyle. I’ll call you tomorrow, okay?”
He nodded, but didn’t look like he wanted to leave me, and started to turn around, walking away from me.
I felt a pang of guilt after I saw the sad look on his face as he backed away from me.
“Wait…Kyle?”
He turned back to me slowly. “Yeah?”
I smiled shyly. “So, uh…does that make me… your girlfriend?”
He smiled and took a few steps towards me, closing the distance between us. “Do you want that?”
I nodded. “I would like that very much.” He smiled and kissed me one more time.
“Goodnight, Emma.” I smiled and turned back to my room once he had left.
I thought about how I felt about Kyle and I as I undressed and got into bed. I knew I liked him a lot and I wanted to try to be with him. I just hoped I could handle being in a relationship again.
I started to imagine what it would be like to really be with Kyle. How his lips would feel against mine while he made love to me. How his hands would feel caressing my body. His naked body pressed against mine, as he thrusts in and out of me.
I started to feel a dampness forming in my panties at these thoughts. I couldn’t help letting my fingers slip under my shirt, sliding up my stomach and tracing around the curves of my C-cup breasts. I circled a fingertip around my nipple and a small moan escaped my lips. My other hand went in the other direction, down over my hips and slipping under the shorts I wore that hugged my heart-shaped ass tightly.
I slowly traced over the lips of my slightly wet pussy as my breathing picked up. I imagined what it would feel like if Kyle were the one making me feel this way. I rubbed my finger in circles at my slit, and then made my way up to my clit, flicking my finger over it. I moaned slightly louder as my finger found the circular pattern on my clit that had pushed me over the edge so many times before, when Travis had failed to please me. He only thought of himself, and his own needs. I had never cum with him. Kyle could make me cum, I thought as I felt my orgasm nearing. I rubbed a little faster and a little harder, getting closer every second, and moaning louder. He could take care of me in this way.
I pictured Kyle’s lips and tongue moving down over my stomach to my swollen pussy. His tongue would slowly move up my slit, inching closer to my clit, finding the path my finger had just taken.
I rubbed harder, still. I was so close.
Kyle’s tongue would circle and flick over and around my clit. His mouth would finally latch onto my throbbing clit and begin to suck hard.
I moved my other hand down into my pants, sliding my middle finger into the wet folds of my pussy. I let out a deep moan and kept rubbing my clit as I pumped my finger in and out quickly.Fuck. Oh, god.
I was getting closer every second as I pictured Kyle between my legs, licking and sucking on my pussy. His hands would move to rub my thighs, and his mouth would suck harder.Yes, Kyle, yes. Don’t stop. Oh, please don’t stop.
My legs began to shake and I bit my lip hard, still rubbing my clit and thrusting my finger deep into me. With a few last thrusts and rubs, I was in ecstasy.
I gasped as the orgasm took over my body, moaning louder than I should have been, not worrying about people next door hearing me.
My legs shook and my mind went blank. I kept rubbing as hard as I could, not caring that the muscles in my hand were tensing up.
I squealed as the last tremors of my orgasm slowed. I let out a slow, deep breath and felt my heart relax. I pulled both hands out of my shorts and settled back into bed.
After the intense orgasm I had just thinking about Kyle and I having sex, one thing was very clear.
I wanted to have sex with him, very soon.
The next morning I woke up feeling much better than I had the night before. Something about my little fantasy about Kyle had really warmed me up to the idea of having sex with him.
So much, in fact, that I was planning on asking him to come over for dinner that night.
I had laid in bed planning the evening for much of that Saturday morning, when finally, a knock on my door roused me out of bed.
I hesitated answering as I was wearing nothing but those tight shorts and a baggy t-shirt from the night before.
I did anyways, and instantly wished I hadn’t, because Kyle was standing in front of me.
He was carrying a large bouquet of pale pink and green roses, my favorite flowers, and a big smile on his face. He didn’t even seem fazed by my strange pajamas.
He stepped into my room, kissing me deeply. “Good morning, my beautiful girlfriend.” He smiled against my lips and put the flowers into my arms. “I like the sound of that.”
I went and rummaged through the kitchen for a vase, still in an early morning daze. That and the fact that I was really confused about Kyle’s showing up here so early. After finding one, I set them on my table.
Kyle snuck up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, and earning him a small gasp as he surprised me, and he chuckled.
“I was thinking we could do something tonight,” He whispered in my ear, causing goose bumps to spread over my body.
“I was thinking the same thing. What did you have in mind?” I could feel him shrug his shoulders.
“I’m not quite sure. You have any ideas?”
I smiled and nodded. “As a matter of fact, I do. How about you just meet me here at 7?”
He let go of my waist and turned my body to face him. His lips brushed lightly against mine, and I had to stop myself from changing the plans and just ravishing him right there. I looked up at him and saw the lust in his eyes.
He wants this as bad as I do.
You would think this would make me want to take him right there even more, but it did the opposite. I wanted the night to be perfect.
He kissed me again, firmly, passionately, and yet still so gently. I finally broke the kiss when a list of things I needed to do for the night entered my mind.
I looked back up at him and smiled. “So…7?” He nodded, and was on his way out the door once more. I followed him and leaned against the door as he turned around, a curious expression on his face.
“What do you have planned for tonight, Emma?”
I giggled, and shook my head. “It’s a surprise. All you need to do is show up tonight. Oh, and wear something nice.”
He laughed at the mischievous smile on my face, and kissed me one last time before heading out the door.
He paused as he began to go down the hall, and turned back to me. “You look really sexy in tight shorts and baggy shirts, by the way.” He smiled and was actually leaving this time.
“Don’t be late!” I called after him.
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