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Taking the Miki

Miki was not the prettiest girl in the place, and she clearly didn’t want my business. But there was something about her, and her mixed messages drove me crazy.

Sex Joke

WOMAN WHO’S LIKE A REFRIGERATOR

Did you hear about the woman who was like a refrigerator?
Everyone wants to put their meat in her.

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Science-Fiction

Open Fire – Chapter 2

This is a sci-fi fictional suspense book that is currently a WIP. I have roughly 17 thousand words written, and this is chapter 2. I would love to post chapter 1 as well so you get to know the characters, the setting and the VRT (Visual Recreation Training) a lot better. But there isn’t nearly as much sexual content in chapter 1, so this will have to work.   This is not your typical sex story you’d find on the rest of the site. Since this is chapter 2 of a novelette, the focus of the book is not sex. Sex is there to show a very strong, deep relationship between Corey and Alexi which is the driving factor for later in the book. Which sadly, I probably won’t be able to post here.   As some tips you may have missed in chapter 1, VRT is a virtual reality designed for the army that has evolved into a massive, international TV sport. It’s pretty much like a first person shooter game, except the user’s consciousness is in their character. You can’t die in real life if you get killed in the game.   Shockwave is the name of Corey’s team, and Corey just recently bought a new, extremely elite armor. The Elite of the team (note capitalization) is the team leader, someone who has stronger armor with a special attack or ability. And Gaze is a security guard Corey and Alexi know and trust. Thiye is the tech assistant, and she gives advice to the players during the game.   Also note that the sex scene isn’t until the end of the chapter. But please read it all, you’ll love the characters more and have a more meaningful scene at the end. Plus the battle scenes are epic (thus the violence tag).   Crap, I’ve been rambling. Anywhoo, have fun, read it and please comment. Thanks all ;]   ~Qwaram

Fantasy

Vicky

Sometimes a young man’s fantasies take him places he shouldn’t go

Fiction

My Gay Sex Life: Chapter III

Third part is here as i promised it to be, this series is based on a true story, the names are the same, but the exact order is messed up and some events are ‘exaggerated’ to make it sexier. Enjoy 🙂

Fiction

The book of may ch1&2

This is the story of May and how she was kidnapped and turned into a whore. She quickly realized that this is the life she’s always wanted.

Diary

Human Toilet at the Club Pt. 2

The bathroom around me smelled like stale piss. The underside of the toilet was stained brown and yellow. All I could taste was the bartender’s salty piss. Despite all this, I found myself excited. The idea of being dominated so completely by these women felt right. I belonged here.

Fantasy

Hot neighbor affair 2

She was facing in the opposite direction, slowly unbuttoned her dress at her shoulders and the silky cloth covering the object of my fantasy fell to the floor. My eyes were so focused on the dress while it was falling, I didn’t even realize what is in front of me. I slowly lifted my eyes off the floor over her high heels, long long legs, over her thong-splitted ass, her lower back, and her bra straps to her hair. The light was low but all I wanted to see I saw. Her legs were so thin at her ankles, if I’d seen only them I’d say they are of a teenage model or something. As they go up to her knees they have a nice curve over her muscles. Her thighs are thick but they make a perfect joint with her ass. And her as… her ass made my mouth water… there were no signs of age on her skin. She must have used all kinds of creams and oils because there were no cellulite bumps. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Her back weren’t that wide at all; actually she had a very nice figure some of younger women shouldn’t be ashamed of.
Then, her hands went for her bra buckle. I saw her big red nails on her hands trying to catch it. The stripe holding them was pretty wide. It had to be considering the size of her jugs… She slowly but firmly unbuttoned it and you could see the relief of her shoulders as she removed her bra completely. I, seeing all of this from this point of view, was happier than if she was facing me, because in this way I was able to lift my head with less possibility of her seeing me. As she thrown her bra onto the couch, she stepped with her right leg out of the dress and stretched her arms through her hair up to the ceiling. Just about than I saw the outer sides of her tits on each side of her back. She then crouched down to get her dress and her ass splitted in two massive round bubbles. „If only I was down on that floor and she sat on my face like that…“ I said to myself. My dick was so hard in those tight boxers I was expecting them to break. And I knew if I slide my hand in them and grab my cock I’ll cum in a matter of seconds. She grabbed her dress and stood up again, buttoning the dress back. Only, this time she started to turn towards me while she was doing it.
I was so scared she might see me when she was done but I didn’t want to lose the chance to see her front side and how those tits look. And my God did they look good! They were the size of my head. They were huge but they didn’t hang so loose. It was like she still had her bra on. And how hard did I want to suck on her nipples then. There aureoles were big and dark brown. She had no tan lines on her so they didn’t stand out so much. But her nipples did stand. You could poke your eye with one. They were almost the size of a lollipop. I was pretty lucky she hasn’t seen me so I took a step to the side only to move myself from the light. I was so horny I almost jumped through the window and grabbed her. But, I had to start cooling down because I didn’t want this to finish like this.
While I was standing outside by her window, thinking of a way how to get close to her, she turned on her TV and that snapped me back to reality. I didn’t want to get caught in my voyeur beginnings so I slowly started sneaking back to my crib. While I was at it I didn’t watch my step and I pushed a big concrete vase that was on my way. It didn’t fall but it made a noise that my neighbor heard. My heart stopped for a moment but then I ran to my terrace. I didn’t want to open the doors to my apartment because than she’d know I was the one in front of her window. So I sat on my chair and I broke a cigar in half and lit it so if she came it would look like I’ve been sitting for some time now.
It didn’t pass much time when I heard those heels coming towards me. She didn’t hear our big squealing doors on our front yard so she knew her voyeur was still somewhere around the house. She came half way and asked:
– „Hello! Is anyone out here?! “
– „Only me! “ I answered. „Me and a furious cat. “
– „Furious cat?! “
She continued walking towards me. I waited until she finally arrived to my terrace to answer.
– „I think it was a cat, a big one, jumped over our wall right around here. Scared the shit out of me! “
The light in my apartment was on so I clearly saw her. She just pulled her dress on without her bra because she didn’t have that much time and as our conversation kept on going her nipples started to poke under that silky dress of hers.
– „A big cat you say huh? It sure sounded like something big… we’ll have to put a higher fence around our backyard, our neighborhood cats are starting to scare me…“
– „Oh, don’t be scared, a cat won’t do you any harm, they are so kind and sweet. Something probably scared her so she ran like crazy. “
– „Yeah, she probably was scared but she sure scared me good. My window was wide open; she could’ve jumped right in. I have to start closing them, especially in the evening“
– „Don’t worry, she wouldn’t do that, cats don’t jump right in. Only if you call them… than they might…“
– „Really? Huh, that’s a relief…“ she smiled.
– „Trust me! “ I said victoriously „By the way, my name is Mike, I’m your new neighbor“
– „Nice to meet you Mike. Not in this situation, but nice. My name is Monica, and I am the old neighbor here“
– „Old?! Yeah right…“
– „And what is that supposed to mean young man..? “
– „That would mean you are not old…“
– „I said I’m an old neighbor, referring to you, my new neighbor! I didn’t say I was old! I’m only halfway through, I’m 44! You don’t mean that’s old do you? I don’t look old do I? “
I thought I blew it; she made a step as if she’s going home.
– „Sorry, didn’t understand your first thought, but we agree you are not old! And you sure don’t look old to me…“
My answer stopped her.
– „Really? I don’t look old? Your lightning isn’t so good right now…“
– „It might not been now, but I’ve seen you today, when we met on the stairs. You’re a show stopper! No old lady can wear those 5 inch heels…“
My fetish started oozing on that one; I was scared I didn’t overdo with this one.
– „Well thank you very much young boy! And, they are 5 and a half actually…“
– „You’re welcome! “
That was all I had to say.
– „Well than, good night my new neighbor, and welcome to our neighborhood“
She waved her hand gently and started walking. I wanted to talk some more but didn’t want to be too pushy.
– „Good night Monica. And, don’t be afraid of cats, even if they’re big…“
– „Oh, I’m not that afraid of cats. I think I could handle a big cat with no problem… and Mike…“
– „Yes?! “
I was as quick as a cat on that one, jumped to my fence. She started walking back, came up really close to me. So close I could smell the rest of her perfume. She whispered:
– „I’ve seen you and your girl hanging a lot with the family from above… I’m sure they’ve already started filling your head with our little problems and with their thoughts of me and my life. Now Sara is nice but John…“
This is where I stopped her; I didn’t want this conversation to go in that direction.
– „Oh, yeah, don’t worry about that. “ I whispered back. „I don’t believe all the things I hear. Plus, I like to make my own thoughts…“
– „I believe you do boy, I believe you do…“
She slowly caressed my hand on the elbow while she said it. She took off her heels, gave me a wink and left. That was enough for today I thought. And while I watched her body slowly disappearing in the night, I came to a conclusion that this started pretty good for me…
After a good night sleep the morning started beautiful. I woke up around 8 o’clock and the day was ahead of me. My neighbor was the first thing I thought about so I decided today I’m going to do whatever it takes just to make a conversation again. I knew in time she would be more comfortable with me and that was my way in. I made my coffee and got to the terrace. Out of a habit I leaned over the fence and I saw the drier was empty. There was a big tree in my backyard that covered all of my terrace, my fence, and a good part of that backyard. I started picking on that tree hoping my neighbor would come out soon. But, that didn’t happen. Shortly I remembered John’s words…
– „Everyday she sleeps until noon! She doesn’t have to care about anything! Bla, bla, bla…“
That made me understand that I might be ahead of things. So I backed up to my terrace and sat on my chair. As soon as I drank my morning coffee I got up and went inside. I sat there for a while when around 10 o’clock I heard a noise that woke me up. It was Monica’s washing machine. This was a sign for me, I had to get ready and make an entrance. I went to my room, took of my sleeping shorts and jumped in my tight Speedo’s. I looked myself in the mirror and I was satisfied with my reflection. I have some pretty good genes so my weight is almost perfectly balanced. I don’t have a six pack but I’m not that far from them. I don’t like to work out and that is the only reason. I have some strong arms because I’m a working man, and my legs are pretty strong and muscular too because I drove a bicycle all of my childhood life, all the time. The genes and the bicycle made my ass just good for the Speedo commercial. I quickly sprayed a lot of tanning oil on me and rubbed it all over, took my towel and my sunglasses and went for my terrace.
I took out a new reclining chair out and placed it so I’m under the sun and so I have a direct view to my neighbor’s drier. I set it so I was almost lying down, so I could have a nice view under my glasses. I lied down and I waited. I waited as a big cat for her pray. I knew I have to shine for Monica so I replayed the last night striptease scene she made for me, although she didn’t know she was doing it for me, over and over again. I knew my dick is going to get pumped with some fresh blood and my Speedo’s will be filled just the way they are supposed to be. For her to see off course. I grabbed my crotch a couple of times just to set my dick straight, and while I was doing that I checked the windows on our house to see if somebody is already seeing my erection. On the first floor I noticed some kind of a hassle behind their drapes. I really wanted to find out who it was so I calmed down and pretended I’m going to sleep. After a few moments the drapes moved and I could clearly see it was Maya who’s checking me. She stood there for some time, obviously getting horny at her sight. That gave me a big satisfaction. If that young girl is looking at me for an obvious reason, my „older “ neighbor won’t be able to stay cool too.
Half an hour passed and Monica still wasn’t coming out. I almost fell asleep. Then, I heard her door being opened and she came behind the corner of the house with a big basket full of wet clothes. She came out in her standard clothes, her sons too big T-shirt and matching shorts. Then, she saw me lying. She looked left and right, lowered the basket quietly and then got back in the house. She was back in a couple of minutes wearing a short, white, almost see-through dress with a huge cleavage and some sexy wooden low-heel shoes that made pretty loud click’s on her pavement. As I kept on acting I’m sleeping on my chair, I was watching her every move behind my dark sunglasses. Every once and awhile she turned her head in my direction to check if im looking. She started to take stuff out from the basket facing towards me.
– „She got back and changed because of me?! “ I asked myself. „That girl is aiming at me, and aiming pretty good! “
First, there were her jeans on the drier. I presumed they were hers because they were red and had some cut out parts. Then that dress from yesterday, a sleeveless black shirt and some shorts. Then she turned her ass in my direction. When she did that I saw her underwear as if she had nothing over them. The dress was low cut at her back and so see-through I wouldn’t use it for mosquito protection on my window. She had a sexy neon orange bra and, off course, a matching thong. Her dress barely covered the cheeks of her ass as she was standing but then she bent over to the basket and slightly moved her legs apart as if she wanted to put something between them. And she did. My eyes. She took a couple of panties and started stretching them on the drier. Then she squatted all the way down and gloriously lifted her butt-cheeks she turned her head to check if I’m looking at her. I was ice-cold and didn’t want her to find out what I was really doing. I started to see more and more interest in me and I liked it. As she was maybe 5 meters away from me, I saw her pretty good. She grabbed some bra’s from the basket, then lifted her ass up and made a turn around the drier. She was now again facing me and she started hanging her bra’s one at a time as she was showing them to me.
My mouth was so dry by now I just had to take a sip from my glass. So I started stretching as if I just woke up from a nice long dream. I took my glass from the floor with one hand and my cell phone in with the other, as I leaned back to my chair i waved her with my phone as if I’m still not interested in what she’s doing. She waved back with her last bra and then hanged it. Then she took something from the basket that I couldn’t recognize. I slightly lifted the upper part of my chair, drank a good sip from the glass and left it on the handle of my chair, than lied right back into it still holding my phone. She pushed her basket away with her right leg and then started twisting that last part of her washed clothes. As she did that a gush of water sprayed all over her legs making them shiny. When that happened she looked at me as if she wanted to find out have I seen this. She kept her sight on me for a while and I was hoping she was aiming for my crotch. Then she started unwrapping the thing she was holding in her hands and then I found out what that really was. It was a couple of pairs of stockings. This time they weren’t from her son, but hers.
They were those sexy thigh high stockings that I guess no man dislikes. She had one red pair and one black pair of those shiny ones, and one pair of black fishnets. That one I didn’t expect. As she was stretching them one fell to the floor. She hanged all of those that were still in her hands and went for the fallen one. As she squatted again her ass touched her heels an her knees far apart I could almost clearly see her pussy. Her neon orange thong was completely see-through. It was just two straps of neon with every side of her pussy. The cloth was only at her top strap covering only the upper part of her nicely trimmed bush. Man was that upsetting me. As she reached her hands to grab the stocking she pushed her tits together and right there I knew I couldn’t hold it much longer. She took the stocking up from the floor and stood up. She shook it pretty good while her tits bounced left to right. She hang that stocking and then she leaned back to the basket to reach for some more items. It felt like I was on a lingerie TV show. This time she pulled three of her thongs, black ones from yesterday, a pair of shiny pinky ones, and a pair of leopard style lace ones with a gold-ish string that goes through her ass crack. Those were a must see. Maybe my next hunting trophy. Wouldn’t it be nice to add those ones to my collection I asked myself. „Yes it would“ I said almost at loud. As she hanged them she took the last thing from her basket. And those were some tight, shiny black tights. I thought: „That was really brave of her to wear them“. And sexy as hell! This time when she looked at me she caught me with my jaw wide opened.
– „Have you seen any big cats today..? “She asked with a big smile.
– „No, not yet! But, who knows what the night could bring…“ I answered.
– „You’re sure right about that! “She agreed. „I wouldn’t want something to happen to my drier, or the clothes on it. Will you be keeping an eye on it for me? “
– „I sure will Monica, I sure will! Any other help needed? “I asked as I took my sunglasses off.
– „No, not for now at least, but thanks for asking! “
As she answered to me she grabbed her basket by the handle and went inside.
– „See you later Mike! “ She said while disappearing behind the corner of our house.
– „See you later…“ I whispered to my chin.
This was a sign for me. A sign that the show was over. For a short period at least… Since it was around noon, the sun was pretty high and strong so I went inside to take a shower to rinse all this oil that was still on me. I didn’t want to jerk to the scenes I just saw because I wanted to wait and see what the night could bring so I decided to take a cold one. While I took my Speedo’s off I noticed I really got a nice tan during my spying. I was over in a couple of minutes and naked and wet as I was I got to my kitchen and started preparing my lunch. I didn’t want to wear any clothes in case Monica comes over. I really wanted to see her reaction. But, the lunch was over and I ate very little of it because it was too hot outside and I was pretty tired from the sun. I got up from my table and went straight to my room to have a little afternoon beauty sleep. I didn’t fall asleep right away so I started to think about my neighbor again. It was so obvious that she was seducing me. And I wanted to go on with this playing more than anything in the world. I wanted to plan my next moves because, preparation is a big part of the job itself, but I didn’t got to plan that much. I fell asleep in a few moments still with her on my mind.

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Fantasy

Midnight Munchies

This scene is about my ex mate and I >.> We are furries, so, if you aren’t into that and do not wish to view anything furry related, please leave ^^

Essay

Tales of Laney R

Laney helps a neighbor care for his dog while he is away and then takes care of her best friend and her neighbor when he returns

Fantasm

Jessica’s Capture – Part 9 of 10

Jessica and Sara have excaped from Jerry’s meat-girl processing plant, will thay be caught?, and if so will they be allowed to live? or slaughtered as an example to other’s?, have to read to find out.

Fiction

Young Robins vice

As soon as the school bell screamed the end of the day had arrived, the small unassuming girl ran all the way home. There was only a few older eyes who noticed the slim waif with the cute pretty face and baby doll blue eyes.
Robin had only had her laptop PC for 4 weeks, it was the best thing ever. She Quickly did her chores for her wheelchair bound grandmother, then straight upstairs to her bedroom, flick on the pc, throw her school uniform off and settle down for the night in front of her gateway to an exciting new world.
Robin had received the laptop for her eleventh birthday. As to where it had come from, her and her grandmother didn’t know. It had been delivered by a courier the morning of her birthday. At first her grandmother refused to allow Robin to have it, but after a week her aged grandmother had given way to the constant nagging Robin had given her.
The young girl discovered so many cool sites from online games to wildlife websites. But tonight she was going to join a web community and make some new friends. She had heard other girls at school incessantly talk about who said what, to who and boast about how many friends they had online. As robin didn’t get on with the other girls, she was looking forward to find some friends of her own.
Young Robin clicked on the shortcut on her desktop which was already on the PC, it took her to a website ‘for young ladies who were looking for special friends’. Little 4.5 foot Robin decided it was perfect.
She created her profile and then putting her best dress on she took a picture of herself using her webcam. Robin was so pleased with herself. The young girl looked at the screen for ten minutes, nothing happened. She was unsure what to do next, so she left her PC and disappeared for her evening meal.
When she returned she picked up her towel and took herself to the shower.
In the hot steamy water she washed her naked petite body with soapy hands.
The young girls slim glistening body resembled that of an athlete, a tiny narrow waist, slim legs, all perfectly formed. In a few years she would be well sort out by the opposite sex, if they could look beyond her family as she had been the main target for verbal jest for years, just because she was been brought up by her invalided grandmother.
Robin caressed her small young budding breasts, she loved to feel her tiny nipples become erect and hard in her fingers, giving her the most sweet sizzling feeling all over her body, but she already new where she could get the much nicer sensations. She quickly washed herself off and left the shower room for her bedroom.
Her body seemed to be telling her it wanted the special touching that she had discovered by accident 3 months ago. She didn’t bother drying herself off. She laid her towel on her bed and laid down opened her legs quickly and gently stroked her small pink hairless slit. Stoking downwards with one finger from each hand on either side of her lips, young Robins body quivered with pleasure. She put a two fingers from one hand either side then spread her lips apart, then with her other hand she stroked up and down gently, her body visibly shook. Unconsciously her knees lifted spreading her young pussy wider.
The young girl hadn’t noticed the red light on her webcam PC was on, the naive girl had been streaming a live feed.
Robin slid her finger round the top of her pussy lips, as this was giving her the best sensations. As the entrance to her pussy started to become wet, Robin slid a finger in slightly, her mouth opened and her eyes closed in ecstasy. Her young breasts fell and rose rapidly, she could feel her body start to tremble, her special moment was going to happen. She flicked one finger in and out fast and rubbed the top of her pussy at speed, her pelvis rose up to meet her finger, all the muscles in her body became tense. As the young girl climaxed her heart missed a beat and the air caught in her lungs, she let out a strangled scream. Her body lifted in to the air wanting more finger inside her, then she crashed into the bed unconscious. Copious amounts of fluid trickling from her young virginal pussy between her spread legs. Visible to the many on line eagerly watching, with there own fluids spilling from their hungry cocks.
When the young girl opened her tired eyes, her body was rosy warm and relaxed. It had been the best special time she had ever had. She lifted her exhausted body up and looked straight at the PC screen. She had received 115 messages. Excitedly she jumped forward and read the messages. They were all from people wanting to be her private friends. Robin was overjoyed. But she remembered the girls at school boasted at how they had 300 friends. Robin wanted desperately to beat them.
The next day on her way home from school as Robin was about to enter her house her name was called from across the road. Old Mr Price who lived in the farm house across the road was looking over his side gate. She walked over to him.
“Hello Robin, how do you like your new PC I sent you?”
“It was from you Mr Price?”
“Yes but you mustn’t tell your Grandmother, it wouldn’t be good people knowing an old fella like me was sending expensive gifts to young ladies.”
“Oh I see, I can understand that.”
“I noticed you had joined my community last night, you got quite the following now.”
“Its your site, how do you do that? I mean can I have my own?”
“well your grandmother is still away at her day clinic so you can pop round now if you like and I will create one for you.”
“oh yes please, thank you,” Robin smiled her biggest smile.
The timid young girl followed the old man into his farm house, she entered excited as she had never been inside, even though Mr Price was an old friend of her grandmothers. He had been visiting her house since she could remember.
When he climbed the stairs she wasn’t concerned, she followed on, looking around taking in the surroundings. They entered a large room at the front of the house, looking through the window Robin noticed her house.
“ooh look, I can see my bedroom from ere.”
“yes darling, here take a look through these binoculars,” he handed her the largest pair she had ever seen.
“Oh wow! I can see everything, there’s my teddies, there’s my PC, I can even see my pretty teddy bear picnic bed cover.”
“oh yes, there’s a good view from ere, I been watching you grow up for a few years now, but last night was the best baby.”
Robin froze, a look of worry crept over her face.
“When you came back from your shower you laid on your bed and gave the most beautiful display I have ever seen in my life, I think a lot of other men think so as well as your friend requests have risen to 125 now. Your quite the little website star. I thought you would be, that’s why I sent you the PC. After seeing you through my window 2 months ago, naked in here touching yourself. I new you would be a great requisition to my site and I was right.”
Robin stood opened mouthed, face bright crimson. What she had just learnt was shooting round her brain like lightening. She had images of herself from last night and in all of them she was being watched. She closed her eyes in humiliation, she suddenly realised her panties had become extremely wet, opening her eyes she looked down at her school shirt, her tiny nipples were standing visibly rigid through the cotton cloth.
All the time they were in the room he had been tapping away on a keyboard.
“There we go you have your own website now, I will control it myself, so you don’t have to worry about a thing. I have sent the web address to certain fans of yours, they would be so miserable I they never saw you again.”
Robin looked at the screen, there was 118 men online.
The young girl swallowed hard, she was totally blown away. She just wanted to make some friends, but it was even better than that. Now she had fans.
“We had better make some new photos for your site, young lady, if you would follow me.”
They left that room and entered another, there was a large camera in front of a large green screen. In the corner there was a long rack full of strange clothes, Robin went through them, there was items from a very tiny school uniform to sets of various bikini’s, black shiny smooth outfits with chains and buckles, even some baby outfits.
“All those outfits are for you Robin, in your sizes.”
Robin looked at the old man shocked, she had never seen so many clothes before and these were all hers.
“Your fans will be wanting to see you in all sorts of ways. We cant disappoint them can we baby?”
Robin stared at all her new stuff, she shook her head. “no, I want them to like me.”
“Good girl, ok, would you like to put the new school uniform on first please.”
The young girl picked it out then started to remove her real uniform. Whether it was from her excitement or the fact she new him for so long, Robin wasn’t shy about being naked in front of him.
The uniform simply consisted of a very short skirt showing all her legs right up to her small white panties, a simple small nearly see through white cotton shirt. To finish there was short white pretty ankle socks and flat shiny girl shoes. Her old family friend instructed her into different poses in front of the green screen.
After 15 minutes Robin was starting to get risqué all by herself by lifting her skirt to show her panties to his camera. The old man kept quiet and let the young girl lead. She undid her shirt and let just a glimpse of her small breasts be visible. The old man was delighted, he knew she would be ideal for his site, but wouldn’t have guessed she would be a natural at this young age. He could see the cheeks on her face were becoming rosy, she was becoming turned on.
Soon she had removed her shirt and stood with her hands behind her back her face tilted down slightly looking up with her eyes, blatantly displaying her young breasts, her little nipples were poking rudely at the camera. Just as the old mans cock was pointing rudely through his trousers at the young girl.
“I would say your really enjoying yourself Robin.” she nodded gently, shy at admitting it to him.
“It makes you a very special girl.”
She smiled back.
He told her to get on all fours facing away from him then she turned her head back to the camera. The sight of her young bum showing under her short skirt made his cock jump in his trousers. He took various images this way.
“Ok Robin do what you feel is right, for the camera.”
She turned round got on her knees, spread them and pulled her skirt up revealing a damp gusseted pair of panties. He zoomed the focus in to get some close ups. Next she undid the skirt and displayed her self in just wet panties in various poses.
“Ok well done Baby, you are excellent. Now we are going to do some thing extra special. But first you have to say if you really really trust me.”
“Of course I do Mr Price, you have been my friend for years.”
“Good, thank you. Maybe your first friend?”
“Err, yes you were, yes,” she realised with a smile.
He put the camera down and flicked on a video camera pointing it at the young girl who was still on her knees. He walked over and stood in front of her.
“Ok listen carefully. Undo my trousers and take out my cock.”
Young Robin froze for a split second then reached up and pull out his manhood. She had never seen one for real before, she stared wide eyed. It was a lot bigger than she had ever thought.
“well done now open your mouth and place it just inside.”
“You not going to wee are you?”
“I might, I might not. Is that a problem?” he asked intrigued.
“Err, no, if that’s what you want.”
“You would let me as I’m your friend?”
As she nodded she opened her mouth and laid the cock inside, on top of her tongue.
He didn’t move waiting to see what would happen. 5 long minutes later she closed her mouth around the cock and started to suck. The old man smiled at the young girl.
She sucked on the cock like a ice lolly for 10 minutes, occasionally closing her eyes. Robin’s clit had stirred when the cock lay on her tongue, it felt like it was becoming erect like her already hard nipples. She could feel her panties were sopping wet. The young school girl didn’t know why she started to suck, it was an overwhelming urge. It felt natural.
Just like the one she was getting now to move her head forward and have more deep inside her mouth.
The old man gasped when she took more into her mouth. He looked at the young pretty face that was trying to get as much of him as she could into her mouth. Her eyes were closed, he was sure there was a look of ecstasy on her cute face.
When she had the cock at the back of her mouth she was slightly disappointed that she couldn’t get anymore, her throat wasn’t use to it. She tried desperately to get her rebellious throat to relax. She kept trying determined. She was so pleased with herself when her throat surrendered and the big cock squeezed it self down passed her muscle into her throat. As her nosed touched her old friends stomach her pussy convulsed flooding her panties.
The young girl pulled her face away from him letting the cock slide to the front of her mouth, then she pushed forward again, the cock slid down deep in side her neck. She pushed her face into his belly. Again she pulled away then pushed forward again. This time her pussy convulsed again her body shuddered. She speeded up her forward and backward motions, making her pussy dance in blissful unison with her throating of the wondrous cock. Each time she slammed her pretty face into the fat belly.
A few minutes later the old man’s cock couldn’t withstand the pleasurable punishment the young girl was inflicting. He quickly grabbed her head pulled her away slightly and spent his load into mouth.
When the cum exploded in to Robins mouth it hit the back of her throat, this sent spasms down her body through to the ends of her nipples, across her tummy, a tremor erupted in her clit her pussy opened in a wanting and desperate act of paroxysm, Robins whole body shook in orgasm sending a wave of carnality up her spine, the young girl fell to the floor comatose.
Thirty minutes later Robin woke up in a big bed. She looked around the room it was a beautiful pink. Matching curtains, carpets and furniture.
Getting up she looked through the window, it over looked the rear of the farm. There was sheds and barns of all sizes. Two horses were frolicking in a field, next to the field there was a long kennel, she could hear the dogs barking. She opened the door and made her way down stairs there was no sign of her old friend. She found her way to the back door and went outside. The sun was beaming down, the young girl realised she was naked as the suns rays warmed her soft skin. She felt so alive, after the experience in the studio with her first cock her body glistened in the light.
The young naked nubile girl walked round the sheds she pigs in one goats in another, then she came to the kennels. Not being able to see what type of dogs they were she opened the door and entered. In one kennel there was a big wolfhound in the next two terriers, in the next nothing. But I the next there was the biggest Doberman she had ever seen. She was in awe of the creature. It looked up at her distrusting. As she went forward to the metal cage, it moved over to her and tried to search her smell. She thought it looked so beautiful, finding the door she opened it and stepped in. the animal did not move. She closed the cage door behind her and stepped forward, bending down slightly she whispered calmly to the beast. Suddenly before Robin could dodge, the dog leapt up and knocked her down to the ground. The young girl screamed with sudden fright. She quickly pulled herself up to her knees and found the dog inches away from her walking round her sniffing her hair, her armpits, her bum. Its nose nudged her rear pushing her forward on to her hands and knees. Robin terrified, didn’t move a muscle. As the dog nudged its nose into her pussy to take her scent, Robin squealed. It could smell her heavy aroma of her own juices from earlier.
It took her taste on its tongue, then another. Soon the dog was feasting on her pussy, enjoying her sweet nectar which covered her quim. It didn’t take the beast long to realise there was more inside her hole. Its tongue delved inside her virginal hole.
Robin could feel her nipples harden, as the wet organ lapped at her hymen Robin murmered. Her legs opened wider by themselves, she thought her body was betraying her, but how can this be so wrong when it feels so right.
She pushed back onto the dogs tongue. The fierce teeth dug into her sensitive pussy lips making her squirm and moan in delight. The beast was receiving fresh girl nectar on to his tongue making him double his efforts. Robin panting like a dog climaxed over his face. With this signal the beast pulled away from her and leapt on to her back, the dog saw his new bitch tense her muscles ready and willing for her mounting. Robin screamed when the cock pushed inside her taking her virginity in one thrust.
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Fiction

Spanking of My Secretary

This is just a piece of fiction hope the readers enjoy it
When I walked over to her cubicle, I looked sternly at my administrative assistant. She looked nervously back. “Melissa,” I said, “please come to my office for a few minutes.” When we were in my office, I sat at my desk, leaned back in my chair, and said, “Please close the door, and sit down.”
When she complied I began, “Melissa, during your first two years here as my administrative assistant, your performance was exemplary. That is why I am distressed by your behaviour during the past four months. You often come to work late, and you have been making many careless mistakes. Others have noticed too. They have complained to me. I have had to apologize on your behalf, and make excuses for you.”
Melissa sat nervously. She has long blond hair. Her eyes are the blue of a cloudless sky. Her skin has the color of cream with just a hint of strawberry in it. Melissa was raised in England, and speaks with a beautiful plumy accent. She is fresh and innocent. She was wearing a tasteful, modest dress, and looking like Hollywood’s image of a proper young lady in movies made during the 1930’s and 1940’s.
“I am sorry,” was all she could say.
“Do you have any explanation?” I asked.
“There have been events in my personal life…” she began, “but I agree that they should not have affected my behaviour here.”
“They certainly should not have. Because of the troubling economic times I have been forced to make some rather difficult decisions about who to keep on the payroll. I have been under some pressure to fire you, Melissa.” I paused for a moment, watching Melissa become even more nervous. “Do you believe that you can return to your previous performance level?”
“Yes, Sir, I certainly do.”
“I certainly hope so,” I said, “So I have decided to give you a second chance.” Melissa looked very relieved. “However, I do not believe that it would be fair to those of your co-workers that I have had to let go for this to pass without some corrective measure. I have two alternatives, and I ask you to choose between them. The first, is that you accept a ten percent cut in pay, starting today. You will agree that this is preferable to a termination notice.”
“Yes, I certainly do.”
“The second, which I hope you choose, is that you report to my office Saturday morning at 10:00 for a paddling session.” After a long pause I smiled sardonically, and said, “You blush. You are aware that if you choose the second punishment, you will be required to expose your beautiful bare bottom to my paddle and my eyes.”
“Sir she began indignantly, “with such an indecent suggestion as that I feel that I should walk out of your office, and resign at once. At the very least, I should accept the first alternative.” She paused. “Unfortunately, I still have student loans to pay off.”
“Those student loans are fortunate for me, Melissa,” I said with a smile. “I am looking forward to this. I could give you your punishment now, but I have not purchased a paddle yet, and I do not want anyone to hear what is happening in here. You will be expected to be here at 10:00 am Saturday. You better not be a minute late.”
“I won’t be, Sir,” my embarrassed administrative assistant said.
“You, Melissa, need to worry about unemployment,” I explained. “I need to worry about losing this entire company. If that happens, we will all be unemployed. We need to pull together and work conscientiously. I have to admit that I hired you not only because of your professional qualifications, but because of your loveliness, and your classic and proper elegance. I used to be proud to take you to offsite meetings with me. Now it is my responsibility as your employer to help you to resume your earlier habits.
“That is why it is necessary for both of us to work on improving your performance. I am sure we can succeed. Please be sure to be on time Saturday.”
During the rest of the week Melissa blushed when she saw me, and tried not to look at my eyes. I smiled at her in ways that I hoped were not too obviously lustful. I would be dishonest not to admit that I relished my opportunity. Melissa has an excellent figure. I looked forward to turning her delicious derrière to a bright red. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.
When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. “Well, good morning, Melissa,” I said cheerfully.
“Good morning, Sir” she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
“Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don’t want to take any chances on us being interrupted. When she complied I said, “You really are pretty today, Melissa. I love the way your floral blouse and blue jeans display your excellent figure to advantage. I have always been complemented on having a lovely administrative assistant.”
“Thank you, Sir”
“As we discussed, you need to remove your jeans and panties, so you might as well begin.” As Melissa sat down in a chair in front of my desk, I walked to the front of my desk, leaned back against it, and watched eagerly. She untied her shoes, and removed them and her socks. More slowly, she pulled off her blue jeans. “You have excellent legs,” I said. After a long pause, she quickly removed her panties.
“And you have a most beautiful, shaven vulva,” I exclaimed with delight. “Did your boy friend ask you to shave it?”
“I don’t have a boy friend,” Melissa answered, before adding quickly, “I don’t allow men to pick me up at bars either. When I knew I would be removing my panties before you, it seemed appropriate to shave.”
“That was certainly thoughtful of you. I very definitely prefer it to be shaven. Please come closer, so that I may inspect your most private area.”
When she obeyed, I smiled and said, “You are blushing. That is most delightfully appropriate. It means that you are not used to undressing in front of a man. Your face is almost as red as I will soon make your bottom.” I ran the back of several fingers of my right hand against Melissa’s perfect Mons Verenis, saying, “This is as smooth and hairless as the vulva of a nine year old girl. I love the way you have a small mound, and a well defined slit with no clitoral hood.” I put my middle index finger in her slit, and added, “You do have a well developed clitoris, however. You are also wet, so I know you are enjoying this.”
“I wish I wasn’t,” she said under obvious strain. “It feels indecent of me.”
“Well, Melissa,” I said removing my finger, “I do not mind telling you that my penis is hard and straight right now. But we did not come here to make love. We came here to make you a better subordinate. Go to the book shelf over there, and fetch me my paddle.”
As she turned around and walked I said, “Your calves are perfectly formed, Melissa, and I love the dimples on the backs of your knees.” When she returned with the paddle I added, “The thighs beneath your genital region are so beautiful I can imagine admiring them on a movie screen.”
Melissa stood before me, and handed me the paddle, but I said, “Before giving the paddle to me, Melissa, I would like you to examine it. As you might expect, I had trouble finding a store that sold these. At first I wanted to buy one made out of black walnut, because it had a sensuous dark color, and the wood was heavier. I thought it would enable me to give the blows with greater power. Fortunately, I talked to the man who owned the store about our requirements. He suggested a hickory paddle instead. He explained that it was as hard as black walnut, but lighter, and that the very lightness would add to the sting.
“You can see how well polished it is, Melissa. The edges have been carefully rounded. It has been given three coats of non-yellowing lacquer. You cannot help but admire the grain. I specifically asked for a long paddle, so that I could deliver the blows with sufficient leverage. The head is seventeen inches in length, and four inches in width. The handle is nine and a half inches long. In the past children were ‘taught to the tune of a hickory stick,’ for a reason,” I said with a chuckle. “We are fortunate that I came to the store when I did. This was the last paddle like this in stock. It was quite a bit longer than the others, and more expensive. I chose it because I think it is very important for you to benefit from this experience.
“Well, give me the paddle, Melissa,” I said pleasantly. “It’s time for us to begin. Now I want you to bend over my desk, put the palms of your hands on the surface, and stick out your beautiful bare bottom to receive the blows.”
She obeyed, but the tail of her blouse covered most of her buttocks. “That won’t work,” I said. “I believe I will need to ask you to remove your blouse.”
When she did, I said, “I am delighted that you are not wearing a bra. Let me inspect your breasts.” I ran the fingers of my left hand over her right breast, feeling the nipple, and saying, “This is nice and hard. You really are excited. I think you’ve been looking forward to this too. You could have worn a bra, but you did not. You did not need to shave your vulva, but you did.”
“Sir, you may derive whatever perverted pleasure from my predicament you can,” Melissa said angrily. “I am enduring this because I must, but if you rape me I swear to you I will go to the police.”
“I have no intention of raping you, Melissa,” I said reassuringly. “I would protect you from someone who tried,” I ran my fingers down past her flat stomach to her perfect vulva, which I entered with my middle index finger. “This is even wetter than before. I would of course enjoy making love with you, but if we ever do that,” I said with my finger at the entrance to her vagina, which I was pleased to find blocked, “it will happen in response to your request, rather than mine.
“Very well,” I continued. “Bend over, and prepare to receive your well deserved punishment. I like you Melissa. Therefore I do not intend to spare you. I want this to be a memorable experience for both of us. Years from now you will be glad we shared this event together. I can’t overstress that I am trying to help you become the perfect employee you were when I hired you.”
I moved behind her, saying “That’s good. Now stick out your buttocks a just little more.” She put her elbows down on the desk top. “Perfect! I love the way your vagina peeks out between the tops of your thighs. Your bottom looks as though it was specifically created for my paddle.” I moved beside her.
As Melissa fearfully waited for my first blow, I could not help but comment, “Your breasts are beautiful, Melissa. I’m glad I ordered you to remove all of your clothes. Your spanking will be long and hard, but it will be good for you. I have been looking forward to doing this all week, so I will deliver the blows with considerable enthusiasm. I am an avid tennis player. I think you will soon agree that I have a strong right arm.” I affectionately patted her bare bottom with the paddle a few times to increase her nervous anticipation. Then I swung it back in a circular motion, and gave her a powerful smack that resounded loudly.
“Oh!” she said.
“That got your attention, didn’t it?” I chuckled. “I love the way your breasts moved at the moment of impact. I made the right decision to schedule this disciplinary session for Saturday, don’t you agree? That could certainly be heard on the other side of my door. Did it sting the way it was supposed to?”
“Yes it did.”
“Good. I will have to go back to the store, and tell the owner about this. I will of course not tell him your name.”
“I hope not.”
I spanked her again, harder this time. She cried again in the most delightful way. “Courage, Melissa, courage,” I said before spanking her a third time. “This time you did not say anything, but the expression on your lovely face revealed that really felt it,” I gloated. “Do you think this will help you come to work on time?” I teased.
“Yes, I know it will Sir she said before I spanked her again. “Oh please Sir,” she pleaded.
“Oh please Sir,” I repeated pleasantly. “Please keep giving such delightful pleas,” I chuckled at my witty use of a homophone. Then I spanked her again. “Please keep moving your bottom in so pleasing a manner,” I said. It really pleases me.”
“Sir, this really hurts. How long will it continue? You must stop.”
“I am the one who will decide how long your spanking continues. The longer it lasts on the more I enjoy it. The more I enjoy it, the longer it lasts. I warned you this would be a severe and lengthy spanking. I am just warming up. The best is yet to be.” To illustrate my point, I spanked her again. “Once more I hear your delightful cry. I wish I was recording this on a cam recorder.”
Melissa tried not to say anything, so the only sound was the loud smack of my paddle against her delicious flesh. “Your delicious bottom is becoming a bright red,” I boasted. “I wish you could see it. It looks like a Valentine heart.” She remained silent.
“This is so much fun,” I said zestfully. “Sometimes I target your right cheek,” I said spanking to the right. “Sometimes I target your left cheek,” I said while spanking her to the left. “Usually I land the paddle firmly on both cheeks,” I said before delivering a powerful blow to both, a blow that must have echoed far beyond my office. I laughed pleasantly.
Then I felt her left breast. “Your nipple is even harder,” I pointed out. “My penis is too.” I gave another blow to her quivering cheeks. “Mo les ah!” I cried, drawing out the syllables of her name. “This is sooo delightful!”
At last she pleaded, “Sir, have mercy. I can’t bear this.”
“This time I agree,” I said. “In the midst of all that red I see the white beginning of a blister. I do not want to break your delicious skin, although I would love to continue. Do you believe you have learned something today?”
“Yes, I’m certain of it, Sir Only please don’t spank me anymore.” She began to sob uncontrollably from pain, shame, and relief.
“There, there Melissa. I’m finished. You were very brave. You also gave me a great deal of pleasure. I seldom become so thoroughly aroused. Just stay there. The shop that sold me the paddle also had some soothing balm with a local analgesic in it to turn the pain into a sensuous coolness, and help with the healing process. It is safe and legal, although, as with the paddle, I paid for it with cash.”
I opened a drawer in my desk, removed a container, and poured some of it into my right hand, and began to rub it over Melissa’s beautiful behind. “Does this feel better?”
“Yes, it does, Sir Thank you so much. Oh!” she cooed. “This feels wonderful. It turns the pain into pleasure.”
“Excellent! That’s what the man at the sex shop said it would do. I’ll give you several bottles to take home with you. Use it whenever the pain starts. I just wish I could be with you to apply it myself. I love rubbing this over the smooth flesh of your perfect buns. I particularly enjoy rubbing it between your thighs.” She tried to keep from giggling. When I was finished, I returned the bottle to my desk, and wiped my hand with a cloth.
Returning to Melissa I said, “You may stand up now. Let me see how you look in front.”
When she obeyed, I said, “My goodness; look at you. Your vagina is dripping with lubrication.”
“Oh dear!” she said with a worried expression. “This is truly embarrassing.”
“It might soak all the way through your blue jeans,” I warned. “Just a minute. I’ll get some tissues.” Fortunately, I had some Kleenex from my last cold. I stooped in front of Melissa, and said, “Here I am, carefully wiping the most private part of my most fetching administrative assistant.” Melissa cradled her arms together before her breasts, closing her eyes, and giggling with pleasure. When I could no longer resist, I gently kissed her vulva, right on the slit. “There, that’s better,” I said putting the wet tissues into my desk drawer. I did not want the janitor to find them in the waste paper basket.
I held Melissa tenderly. “I can’t help but marvel at the softness of your perfect back, and the smoothness of your skin” I told her, “I hope this session has been beneficial to you.”
“It has been, Sir she said, kissing me on my cheek, before saying quickly, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done that.”
“I’m glad you did,” I said, kissing her lips. “From now on I am going to be strict with you. Obviously, I would like to do this again. It was even more enjoyable than I expected. Nevertheless, if you return to your previous level of performance, I will give you a generous raise. We can also talk about your student loan. I think I can take care of that too.
“You will have difficulty sitting down for awhile, so I advise you take Monday off. It will be a day off with pay that I will not count among your sick days or vacations. Now put your clothes on. You better let me walk to your car with you. This neighbourhood can be dangerous on Saturdays.”
Now she is my sex slave and I will write about how I violated her sweet tight cunt and her
Virgin ass in my next story.
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