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“Teachers Code Red”

“Teachers Code Red”
__I’m Miss Nancy Clark, ( I’ll call me). I’m a high school teacher. I like my job…but…. for reasons I’d better explain. I had sexual desires for another teacher at that school. A man I’ll called Terry, who I had hot desires for secretly and my job put me close to him.
In teachers school they taught us women about a ’Code Red’, when a male student made a sexual move on us. What to do and what will happen…but conduct between female to male teachers were never discussed much. They just expected us to know not to fraternize with each other. This was all to my advantage…..
This ’other’ male teacher never suspected I had this big secret desire for him. I enjoyed my desire and carefully planned to someday get him into bed with me. I was a late bloomer but now had full tits and a pretty sexy shape. He was 5 years older and was the sexist man I’d ever been around. He was starting to pay attention to me and I could have an orgasm just thinking about him. No other man could do that to me.
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OK,…. I had not planned to tell this part of the story…but…since no one knows me, I’ve realized the freedom I have to tell it…..
The man I’m …(really ‘obsessed’ with), is my older brother, Terry, a teacher like me at the same school. The people at school don’t know this except admin. I use another last name with their approval. At home all this got started when I was a young teen. Our family was taught to keep our emotions to our self…..but….when I got in my room and closed and locked the door, I was free to be myself.
Off came my clothes and I danced around my room naked. I love to look at myself in the long mirror and feel my body. I squeezed my small tits and nipples, felt my legs and rubbed my pussy. It made me feel good to do this and made me very horny. If no one was home, I would go in Terry‘s room and get in his drawers. I would feel his folded shirts and rub them on my body. I would then go to his clothes hamper and put his shirts up to my face and smell his aftershave and rub the shirt on my pussy…and then…. all changed.
In the wee hours of the night I had to go pee. I quietly opened my bedroom door and just as I did, I saw mom and my brother come out of the bathroom. I quick closed my door except for just a crack to peek out of. I got a shock. They hadn’t turned the light out yet. Terry was naked with a big hardon, mom was naked and she reached over and held his hardon. The faced each other as she slowly jacked Terry’s stiff cock. They kissed and Terry started feeling mom’s tits.
My legs started shaking as I gasp for breath. This was the very last thing I ever expected to see.
Mom and Terry were having a sexual affair. Dad was gone that weekend and were taking advantage of the time, figuring I was asleep at that time of night. I watched mom get on her knees and I could hardly watch. Was she…omg…she was. She started sucking on Terry’s big cock. He stopped her, turned out the bathroom light, and took her in his bedroom and closed the door. They never saw my bedroom door and the crack it was open. I closed it ever so quietly and tried to calm myself.
My bedroom was at the end of the hall and next to Terry’s bedroom. My heart was pounding with tension. I had to do it. I had to go listen at the wall. I still had to pee but now my pussy was full of tingles with an overpowering urge to rub it.
I very quietly put my ear to the wall to listen. My hand went right to my pussy unconsciously. I slow rubbed my clit as I heard mom moaning. I was so tense my finger trembling was rubbing my clit for me. My mind was going crazy picturing what Terry must be doing with mom.
My young pussy was about to have my first orgasm and there was no stopping it. I clamped my lips shut as I wanted to moan out for some reason. I heard mom start a panting steady moan…oh..oh..oh she was moaning this over and over. My clit felt so hot and something in my pussy started pulsing and my legs stiffened up as my first orgasm ran through my body….
I had to lean on the wall so I wouldn’t fall down. I heard mom give out with sharp moan and then sigh real big. My pussy spasmed when I heard that…..I just knew Terry had made her cum.
I could hardly get back to sleep as mom’s sound kept replaying in my head. I had to go pee, so I got up quietly and snuck in the bathroom. As I tiptoed back …omg…they were at it again. The movement of the bed and her quiet moans were to much and I got back in my bed and fingered my pussy again….
That night changed everything.
I had dreams of Terry being on top of me and I was the one moaning as we had hot sex. I still have those dreams. I slowly became quietly obsessed with my brother Terry.
Terry has never paid the slightest bit of attention to me….but now….as my body had blossomed he has began to notice me, at home and at school…or am I just imagining he is. He put his around me yesterday at home and said: “How’s it going sis.”….omg…he’s never done that before. Chills ran through my body as I squeaked out a “Fine Terry…a…what’s mom got for dinner tonight?” What a dumb thing to say but I was nervous. He took a good look at me and said: “You know…you’ve really filled out, Nan.” and rubbed my back as I almost peed my panties.
His new attention to me didn’t stop there. At school he started looking and smiling at me. In the teachers lounge when it was empty…omg…he ran his hand over my ass real quick and chuckled. Out of my mouth came my whisper: (“….save that for home Terry.”)…I could believe I said that. Well…he saved it for home ok, he trapped me in the hallway. I grinned and backed up in my robe. He backed me up against the wall and whispered: (“…how many male students have made a move on you Nan?”) I said: (“…none have so far have crossed the line, but one male teacher felt my ass today.”) Now we were face to face, inches apart. I was melting he was so damn sexy. As my pussy twitched inside he said: (“…teacher to teacher, that’s no big deal.”)
I closed my eyes and put my hands on his hips. (mom and dad were downstairs). My whole body tingled as I ask myself what are you doing? He put his cheek to mind and whispered: (“…may I have this dance?”) I nodded my head as our bodies meshed tightly together. I now felt his big bulge between my weak legs.
He held me up tight as his warm cheek pressed against mine. His bulge and my pussy fit perfect together…. Could he tell I just had an orgasm?…I wondered.
We danced in place quietly…he whispered: (“…Nan, your looking just like mom when she was in her twenty’s, I’ve seen the pictures.”).
I now had his full ….attention and I knew why. I was having the most wonderful day of my life…so far… Sorry mom, but your going to have to share Terry with me. At our teaching jobs it was to risky to pay a lot of attention to each other….just some quick feels when it was clear….but at home we planned when we knew mom would be gone. Each evening more quick feels and a quick close dancing with grinding pussy rubs against his hardon. It was getting closer and closer to getting what I had wanted for so long. Now he was longing to be with me and he started feeling my tits and ass in the hallway. I could make him get a hardon real quick just by feeling his cock. He would not kiss me with passion and it built up day by day…but when would get that golden chance to have the sex we both wanted.
It was Terry that came up with the solution. My heart and his raced thinking about it.
The school.
On Sundays, it was bare, no clean up, no activities of any kind and we both had keys to it all. Terry left first that morning. I waited about 30 minutes and I left. We park away from each other a half a block away. I entered by the back door and Terry was waiting for me. He took me to the principal’s office and shut and locked the door. We both grinned and our rendezvous began. I wore a full skirt with no panties and a sweat shirt with no bra. He had on a jogging suit.
We locked together standing and rubbed our bodies together. I kissed the man I had always want and he kissed all over my face. He then pick me up and placed me right on top of the principals desk. He started kissing up my legs farther and farther up. I was in anticipation heaven. He said he had dreamed about this moment for a long time. I could only nod my head and catch my breath. I was so tense as he started licking my pussy. My body squirmed as I felt his tongue go up and down my wet slit. He knew just how to draw my clit in his lips and drive me wild. This was the greatest arousement of my life.
He then came around the desk and took off his jogging jacket. He pulled me so my head was off the desk and placed his wadded up jacket under my neck. I was numb with excitement. I was now looking at his bulging hardon upside down. He dropped is jogging pants. I reached out and now felt the cock mom held that night. Now it was all mine. I kissed and licked it getting it all wet as he stepped forward and slipped it in my waiting mouth. It was big but just right to slip all the way down my throat.
I held his balls as he began to fuck my mouth. He leaned over and held my ass. His tongue went up and down my pussy. He pumped a little faster as he took my tingling clit between his lips. I had to moan with his hot cock sliding in my wet mouth. He even began to moan as I felt his balls tighten up. He knew, and I knew he was going to cum. He sucked my clit and his tongue went crazy in my clit….just as I felt hot cum explode in my throat. My pussy raised up to as I had the climax of all climaxes. My pussys squirmed out of control as his tongue was almost to tense on my tingling clit. Cum filled my mouth and out the sides. I didn’t know a man could cum that much as he kept pumping my mouth. My body was quivering all over as the climax lasted and lasted.
I knew we made a lot of noise but we couldn’t stop it. Moaning, squirming, shaking and cuming all at once. I had to swallow what I could so more could cum could come in…. we were in our own heaven and didn’t want to leave…..
We tried to gather our minds as he came back around the desk and got on top of me. I love the feel of his warm body on me. I now felt his big cock in my pussy. We savored the feeling slowly and let it build up again in us as he began to fuck me deep and glorious. I raised my knees and wrapped my legs around him tight. We two, now became one, as our bodies meshed together.
I heard beautiful music… and saw beautiful lights….. dancing in my head. My body shook with the anticipation of what was about to happen. I had never seen Terry this excited. He was kissing me furiously as he pumped me fast and hard… I held on tight and let the feeling flow through my body….omg…I was peaking and he was about to cum…
We clamped together as big shots of hot cum filled my pussy to over flowing. My pussy climaxed and pulsated squeezing his big cock…my world was spinning with euphoria…
I knew he felt like he was fucking a young mom and I didn’t care…I had him now.
Soon the room got all quiet as we both drifted into a beautiful slumber…..
Every thing was going as smooth as glass. We just had a glorious first sex and now at home we snuck looks, feel as a great build up waiting for our next chance to do it again. I didn’t care if Terry was sneaking sex with mom, I was getting what I had always wanted.
At school I had the warm feeling all the time knowing that soon we would be together. I was having lunch when Mel, the school Janitor came and sat by me. He was a young handsome guy who had always been very friendly to me. He leaned over smiled and said: “We have to talk privately.” Well…. he was showing some real interest in me?…I finished and we over to the teachers lounge part. It was empty. He scooted close to me and said: “You and I must keep this top secret. Last summer the school secretly installed surveillance equipment in the school.
I check the videos and reset them. I get a red light if someone is in a room. Monday I saw the red lights and played the tape. I then erased and reset it. It no longer exists.
I felt the cold trickle of sweat down my spine. He looked around and suggested we might go someplace to talk that evening. We met at a far away diner and talked. He said that was the most beautiful tape he’d ever seen. It’s gone forever now but only in his memory. I was so relieved I kissed him.
It was a magical kiss and we headed to his van. We wasted no time as we began kissing and headed for the back of his van. I had never had an affair before and this was so quick and exciting. To have a handsome guy get this excited over me from just his memory of that video was making me sexually horny all over.
His warm hand went up my skirt and inside my panties fast. My mind was spinning as I heard his belt buckle and zipper. His hands then went under my blouse and bra. The rush to have sex was making my pussy twitch as my legs opened wide. I felt his nice warm cock slide in my now slick pussy. We began our frenzy of fucking as we were headed got sex heaven. This was all new to me and my body took over fucking him deep in me. I couldn’t control my moans and held him tight and tongue kissed him as we headed for a peak of sudden lust that we wanted.
I couldn’t help but yell out as I peaked and I felt his warm cum shoot in me. I felt like an our of control animal and I kept fucking him deep in my pussy….we fucked until we couldn’t fuck any more…..
He lifted my weak body into the front seat and drove me to my car….
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It’s now weeks later….Mel, my brother Terry and I lay naked in his bed. Mel turned on our favorite video to watch. He had confessed that he had made a copy of my brother and I fucking on the principal’s desk.
There is was…the hidden camera over head showing us having our first time to have sex. I turned the sound up to hear us moaning and cuming. Mel and Terry’s warm hands started to feel my naked body all over. I felt their nice warm cocks. I clicked off the light and video. They told me they had a surprise for me.
They put me on top of Terry facing him. Terry slipped his warm cock in my pussy. Mel got on my back and slipped his cock in my pussy. Two cocks in me? I was trembling and it was tight, but soon they both fit. We all started in fucking.
This was all new to me and the feeling was beyond awesome. I was holding on to Terry as Mel was feeling my tits. I felt licks and kisses all over my hot face and neck. I grabbed the bed sheets so I could fuck harder. The feeling of the two cocks in me was so good, I thought I might loose my mine. I managed to moaned to Mel…”Do you…omg….do you have the camera running?”…He tried to answer ’yes’ but he started straining and cumming. I felt Mel’s cum shooting in me as Terry grabbed my ass and thrust hard. It was the greatest feeling as my pussy squeezed down on their cock and I only remember climaxing so hard it took my breath away. I started to black out but my pussy kept fucking the two cocks and I couldn’t stop.
The next thing I remember I was slowly coming to with a warm cock in my mouth lying in the bathtub with nice cool water. I felt a warm cock in my pussy. It was like a never ending wonderful dream as my pussy was all slick and felt so good…. Soon I felt warm cum shooting in my mouth and then shooting in my pussy…..
I remember smiling so contently and telling Terry and Mel: “Code Red‘ you two…which means I’ll have to keep you both in my ‘personal’ detention after school each day.” All I heard was them chuckling and saying:
“Yes Teacher.”

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Jeanette chapter 2

Jeanette has just taken an ‘I’ll show you mine if you show me yours situation’ with her best friend Tommy too far. And yelled at him about it in front of his dad.

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Teresa Chapter 1

A mature friend of Mum’s gets to know the son with tantalising possibilities. The friend, Teresa, has plans.

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Ginny part 1

Ginny walked very carefully up the stairs. Each step was made with careful consideration. She didn’t want Paul to be aware of her presence just yet. Actually she was dreading the upcoming conversation. She wanted the option of backing out at any time at this point. This had to be done and she knew it, no matter how hard it was. If anyone was going to tell him about it, it would be her.
Paul and Ginny had been best friends since the second grade. He pushed her out of the swing and she had punched him square in the jaw before tightening her blonde pigtails and reclaiming her rightful position on the playground. Somehow after that they were inseparable. He was practically her brother and now he needed help. She gently approached his door, which was ajar. She silently peeked in before speaking. He was sitting cross legged on the floor gently clicking away on his laptop. His credit card rested on his knee as he tapped deliberately with a single pointer finger. She knocked very softly and pushed the door further open. What she saw was appalling. Her life long companion sat in the middle of a room full of dirty dishes. DVDs sat stacked upon empty pizza boxes. She glanced briefly at the covers before looking away in disgust. The barely clad women looked happy to be so, but she imagined that they weren’t really. She imagined a life of drugs and strange men, a life without privacy or love. A few more glances around the room revealed countless copies of every pornographic magazine imaginable. Some of them weren’t even in English. She wondered how he had procured some of these items. She stopped surveying the room and looked at her dear friend. He was still tapping away at his keyboard as if she weren’t standing directly over him. A girl named Brandi was standing, covered only by strategically placed house plants, smiling and inviting Paul to just enter his credit card information and enter her world of forbidden pleasures. Is this what he really wanted; some girl with fake auburn hair and equally fake breasts? It made her feel something strange at the thought that he would rather absorb himself in this airbrushed world then even turn around and say hello to her. She couldn’t identify the emotion exactly but pushed it aside in favor of the reason she came here in the first place.
“Paul…could we please talk for a few minutes?” She said it meekly as she sat on his bed.
“Shoot.” He responded, still while looking at the screen.
“I just thought that you should have a little bit of warning. Your family has organized an intervention on your behalf. They plan to confront you this evening. I know how you hate surprises and I didn’t want you to get angry and say things you really didn’t mean to a room full of people.” She sat awaiting the response to this new information. She waited and watched and saw absolutely nothing. “Paul? They are going to come in here and tell you how you’ve made them all feel and then they are going to take all of this away from you. They will lock you in a room somewhere to get all of the pictures and videos out of this house. They will take your laptop, your credit card, your TV…all of it.”
“Why are you telling me this now? I know you don’t approve either so you aren’t giving me time to hide all of it.” He said it with a cynical tone she had never heard him use towards her before. He said it all while still looking at that laptop.
“I wanted to give you the option of giving it up on your own before they started treating you like a child again. You’re a 21 year old man Paul, you should be given the chance to act like it. You should be given the option to step back and look at yourself and say ‘what am I doing…why am I wasting my life this way?” She had stood up as her words had become more heated.
“I’ve already done that and it doesn’t matter.”
He looked away at the floor briefly before returning his gaze to Brandi. She had had it.
“Will you look at me when I’m talking to you?” she kicked the laptop away from him, forcing his attention up at her finally. She saw that his eyes were red and dry from staring at a computer so long. It broke her heart to see him like this. “Ginny what’s the point? The only girlfriend I ever had was sophomore year. Real girls don’t like me. All I ever am is a great friend or worse-big brother figure.”
What? Had this been his driving force all along? She knew that Becky Fromayer had broken his heart but I guess he never really showed how severe it had been. He had turned to these fake girls after her then. He had thought that fake girls wouldn’t be able to hurt him. They may not have broken his heart, but they certainly had hurt him in other ways.
“You have to be kidding me! Becky Fromayer? That blonde bitch from highschool has turned you into this? Paul…you’re 10,000 dollars in debt you can’t pay off. You don’t leave this room, and you stopped talking to me. To tell you the truth, I feel incredibly selfish, but that’s the part I can’t get past.” Ginny was beginning to tear up, “I miss you. What do I have to do to get you to look at me? Do I have to act like the girls in your videos?”
There was a pause as Paul watched the girl he had shared his life with cry in front of him. He wasn’t sure if what he wanted to say was appropriate, but he wanted to say it anyway.
“Would you?” She just stared at him for a second.
“What?” She almost whispered it. Had she heard him right?
“Would you be like one of the girls in the videos for me? I would throw it all away for that.” Her first instinct was to get angry. The thought that he would view her at her most vulnerable and then make such a request shocked her. Her next instinct was to do exactly as he wished. After all, it had been a bit of a secret desire of her own. Who knew her better? Who had always been there for her? It was an entirely logical match. Without another word she began to unzip her top. She began very reluctantly. She was nervous. At the halfway point she stopped and stared at the floor. She had no idea what she was doing. At 20 years old she’d never had sex before, and had only ever removed her clothes in front of other girls. As she stood there, he slowly rose to his feet and approached her. Their eyes met briefly and he took over where she had stopped. He unzipped the light blue shirt all the way and gently pushed it off of her shoulders, casting it aside. He stood back slightly to take in the sight of her in just a pair of hip hugger jeans and a bra that had been made to look like denim. Her C cups looked absolutely perfect and in proportion with her rather slim waste. She wasn’t model stick thin, but she was by no means fat in any way. He knelt down before her and began unzipping her jeans. She lightly rested a hand on his shoulder as she stepped out of the garment, on leg at a time. Her lacey red thong panties were a sharp contrast to the blue in her bra. He slowly ran a hand up and down one of her perfectly shaped and smooth legs. The tone of her skin was a porcelain quality that he admired far more than the standard bronzed look of all the girls he was used to. It stunned him for a moment before he finally reached around to unhook the bra keeping him from seeing her breasts in all their glory. The bra fell to the floor and he was unsure if he could contain himself. He stepped back to take her in. She misinterpreted his movement away as disapproval and moved to cover herself.
“No” he said hoarsely as he reached for her arm to direct t away from in front of her nipples. They were beginning to harden with the chill of suddenly being uncovered. She allowed her arms to drop to her side again as he walked in a semi circle around her and then back, roaming over her with his eyes all the while. He couldn’t keep himself back from her any longer and practically charged over to her. He pushed her down to the bed into a sitting position and knelt before her. Without a word between them he leaned in to place one gloriously perfect nipple into his mouth. She let out the sexiest little whispery moan he’d ever heard. He reached up as he gently sucked and grabbed at her breast and with one squeeze her hair fell from the clip it had been held in. She shook it down as she grabbed at his torso. The hem of his shirt was in her hands and she began to lift it slowly. The sensations he was creating as he moved from the first breast to the other were causing her to shudder slightly, making simple movements into difficult tasks. She succeeded in getting his shirt up to his neck, forcing him to break contact with her skin to allow the garment to be pulled free. He took his next opportunity to plant small kisses up her stomach and between her breasts all while laying her down on the bed before him. He began playing with her lacey little underwear, hooking his fingers in near her hips. She giggled.
“Paul…no, that tickles!”
“Tickles huh? Well I’ll fix that.” He swiftly removed the impossibly small red number and continued his kissing in there stead. Her giggle very quickly dissolved into labored breathes. As his mouth approached her now throbbing clit he paused just north of it. He blew gently on it and then moved back up her body. There was no rush. He had waited for this, now she would wait as well. He ran his hands all over her body; touching every part of her, save for the one place she most longed to be touched.
“P…please…” She mustered a plea for an end to the teasing. He whispered into her ear using the breathiest tone he could,
“Please? Please what?” all she could do was whimper in response. He smiled and continues to whisper “Please what Ginny? You have to tell me what you want…I am not a mind reader.”
He had begun to remove his pants and boxer briefs as he whispered. He had to sit back from his whisper torture to fully remove them, revealing to her the thick eight inch rod she was dying for. It surprised her, yet did not discourage her at all to see that he was uncircumcised.
“Please…I want you…please.” That was all he needed from her and he positioned himself over her. She placed a hand on his chest, stopping him momentarily.
“Will it hurt?” He looked into her eyes for a moment before answering her “Probably, but I promise I will be as gentle as I can be.” She nodded and spread her legs for him. He placed himself between her knees and lifted her legs up to his waist. Slowly he placed the tip of his aching member into her impossibly tight pussy. It felt great, but he knew he had to control his urge to just fuck her without regard. She cringed and dug her nails into his arms as he pushed further into her. The first cry of pain made him instinctively pull back.
“I don’t think I can do this” she said with a grimace on her face.
“I promise you, if you just make it through this first part it will be worth it.” He looked at her. She had always been remarkably petite, standing at only 4’ 11” and weighing about a hundred pounds. This act was never going to be an easy first time affair. He looked back at her. “I’m going to start again okay?” She grabbed onto his arms again and nodded back at him. He started slowly pushing back in again. The previous lack of movement had almost made him forget he was inside a warm wet pussy but as soon as he started again, he quickly remembered. The more forward he went, the tighter her faced scrunched, but she had stopped objecting. When he was half buried in her, he decided to pull almost all the way out and start again. Better to ease her into things. Such a small girl was not going to take such a large cock her first go round. To relief on her face was quite visible as he left just the very tip inside her. He started again, this time a bit faster until he hit uncharted territory. Once again, the going was slow but he finally made it all the way inside. He was impressed that she could take an eight inch dick at all, even if it had been slow. Now completely inside her, he wrapped her legs around his waste and began pumping in and out, slowly at first to see if her pain would give way to pleasure. The look on her face slowly relaxed as the pumping picked up speed. It was when she began to moan that he was sure it had worked.
“ooooooh oh Paul” He felt so good now inside of her. The pain had been excruciating but she trusted him and had thus allowed it. She was so glad she had. She had never felt something so incredible before in her life. With each stroke she felt her passion mounting. He picked up the pace. She cried out as the speed increased and increased. Harder faster, he was unstoppable.
“Oh oh oh…oh God don’t stop!!” She screamed and dug her nails into his back, pressing his body onto her own. He was sweating quite a bit by now and panting like a dog. He slowed down a little bit for just a second and then sped up again. He did a couple more times, drawing things out and teasing her. She begged him to finish her off.
“oh God Paul I’m so close. It feels so good!”
“How good.” He replied as he slowed down yet again
“oh don’t stop. Please…its so good Paul. Oh I can feel every inch of you inside me.”
Hearing that made his cock twitch just a little and he knew he was close too. He pulled almost all the way out very slowly as she just whimpered for more and then very very suddenly, he thrust all eight inches of manhood right to the hilt into her pussy. She let out a loud scream as the cock impaled her. He thrust faster and deeper than he had before as she screamed and grabbed at sheets around her. She bucked and thrust her hips up until she went almost entirely rigid. Her orgasm roared through her as her eyes rolled back and her ass lifted off of the bed. Paul felt the already tight pussy walls begin to open and close around his penis and he could no longer contain it. He shuddered as he shot his load deep inside of her. They both shuddered as they remained locked a few moments longer and then he finally pulled out of her. They lay sweaty and spent on his bed.
“So…how did you like it?” Paul asked as he rolled his head to look at her.” She smiled as she continued breathing heavily with her eyes closed.
“Lets do it again.” She said. With a laugh Paul rolled over to kiss her on the neck.
“Maybe later…did you forget my whole family will be here in under an hour?”

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His Debt 2

“Feeling better?” Brian is compassionate now, stroking Kimmy’s hair as she cuddled on his chest.
“Nooo,” she whined. She doesn’t want to admit she is feeling better, pretty okay now.
“Well, you have to get up now. I have to go to work.” Brian slid his girl off of him so he could stand up and get dressed. Kimmy remains on her stomach with her head turned to one side so she can watch. Brian works at the local video store and that’s how he knows Curty.
Five, eight and with his purple spiked hair, a total of five, eleven, he has a pierced eyebrow with a small blue ring hanging. Always happy, and always goofing around, Curt was a great guy to be around. When he gave you attention, he made you feel great about yourself but as soon as you left his spot light you could see what an asshole he really could be. He was only responsible to cover his own ass.
“Hey Curt.” Brian walked into the movie store plopping his bag down on the counter.
“Watch this.” Curt was applying dish soap around the mug of no one else’s but the boss’s. As the noise of him coming from around the corner of the counter, Curt quickly threw the dish soap under the sink, wiped his hands on the back of his khakis and turned to continue pricing movies.
“SAMPSON. Where’s my DAMN coffee?”
“Right here, Dick.” A short, heavy man stomps from behind the counter. Mr. Richardson is in his late forties, and it shows. He is balding so he compensates by wearing a long beard and mustache. This only adds to the mocking behind his back with it catching odds and ends of food.
“Your late Brian. That’s it, next time don’t come in.”
“Sorry sir. I was having problems with my girlfr…”
“No excuses! Now, get back to work.” Mr. Richardson waddled off and only a few seconds later he was spitting up his coffee around the corner of the counter, out of site. Curty only chuckled to himself.
“Your girlfriend, huh? You know what you just reminded me of?”
“Stop it. We can talk later. Someone might hear.”
“So? Anyway. When is she mine?”
Over a game of billiards Brian confessed to spanking his girlfriend when he needed to. Later that evening as the games progressed, and Brian was in the hole, owning everyone money. Curt negotiated with Brian saying if he was aloud to give Kim a sound spanking, then Brian didn’t have to pay him. The only reason Brian agreed was because he was trying to save money so he could treat Kim on there two year anniversary date.
“Fine fine. Wanna talk about this now. Well, Kimmy, she’s not too sure about this.”
“Even better.” Curty interrupted. “I can hold her and force her and that be more of a turn-on.”
“Turn on for you, not her. Well, anyway, Kim really doesn’t want to and I need to talk with her more. But I think everything should work out.”
“Tonight. Can I do it tonight? I just can’t wait.”
“NO!, not tonight. I still want to talk with her.”
“How this, if I get her tonight, then I’ll pay you.”
“No, no, I don’t think…wait, how much?” Brian was really considering throwing out Kimmy’s feelings tonight so he could really treat her later.
“Well, you owe me $124, right? I’ll give you…” Curt really acted like he was thinking, although this conversation was played over and over in his head already. “Hmm, how’s $50. You’d be not only not losing money, but making money.”
“Alright, fine. But you can’t mention any of this to her.”
“Alright.” Curty threw the words out of his mouth only to get what he wanted.
“No Curt, I’m serious. ANY of it.”
“What did I say?
Later than evening, after the boys had work, Brian drove with Curty to pickup Kimmy. After pulling into her drive way, all Brian had to do was beep his car horn to make her run out of the house. Halfway to the car, she stopped in dread of seeing Curty opening the front door to hop in the back seat. Getting into the car herself, she sends Brian a cold look. He glances away immediately.
“So Kimmy, Curty invited us over to his place for a movie with him and Amy. You girls can pick out whatever, no matter how stupid of a chick-flick it is.”
Kimmy attempts to send him another look, but he continues to only watch the road. Soon they three arrive at Amy’s house only blocks away. Curty steps out of the car to fetch her from the house. Kimmy waits until he is all the way up to the house before opening her mouth.
“I TOLD you. Absolutely not.” Now Kimmy was avoiding avoiding his eyes.
“I didn’t say anything.” Brian once again plays the defensive.
“I know you. I know what you’re thinking. The answer is NO!”
“Baby, don’t you love me. Don’t you want me to be a man of my word. Hon, everything’s going to be alright. I’ll be right there for you.” Kimmy could feel Brian’s pleading eyes on her, but she remained avoiding him. She watched as the front door opened as Amy, a tall pink haired girl steps out. She practically jumps at Curty, drowning him in kisses. Brian, trying to escape the silence in the car, honks the horn to hurry the couple along.
“Isn’t the store the other way?” Kimmy asked as Brian drove the opposite way of where the boys work.
“We are going to the other good video store,” Brian announces.
“But you get free movies at yours,” Amy states in confusion.
“We work at a shitty movie store. We want a good movie so we figure we should go to a good store. Us guys will have a better chance of you girls not picking something so shitty with a better selection.” Curt laughs at his own whit as he pulls Amy closer to him.
After what the boys saw as forever, Amy and Kimmy pick out a movie, and they are all just settling into Curty’s room. Both couples sit uncomfortably on Curty’s futon with the girls in the middle, facing the screen. Its not long into the movie when Curty pulls out his moves. His left hand finds its way to Kimmy’s knee, as he suspiciously looks over at Brian.
Kimmy stands up immediately, brushing his hand away to face Brian. “I told you know.”
“And I told Curty, ‘yes’.” Brian simply pulls his girl back down on the couch after a soft swat to her backside.
Soon Curty’s hand was back on her leg, this time a bit higher.
Kimmy is quick to stand up again. “No.”
Brian once again pulls her down without saying a word after a bit harder swat.
“Kimmy, I say just get it over with,” Amy says after a moment of silence in the room. Kimmy glances over to her.
“I strongly agree.” Curty pauses the movie at that moment and looks over to Brian. Before she can fully protest, Brian interrupts Kimmy.
“You know I would do anything you would ask of me. So don’t make me spank you first to get you to change your mind. I promised Curty a white ass to make red.”
Kimmy stops herself from arguing with Brian, knowing that he is completely willing to do what he thinks is necessary. So she turns in Amy instead. “Wait, you know about this?”
“Oh yah! Curty told me all about this. I got so excited.” Amy looked at Kimmy with no sympathy at all in her eyes.
“And what are you getting out of it?” Kimmy asked.
Amy turns her whole body in excitement. “Well, I begged Curty here to let me spank you too. He knows how much I would love to have you as well. Lets just say I had to bargain a little.”
“Bargain?” Brian looks over at her in curiosity. No thought of not allowing Amy to spank Kimmy crossed his mind. He got all excited at the thought of two women.
“Well, yah. I’m paying him $75, and finally agreed to sleep with him.”
Kimmy was speechless.
“Amazing,” Brian says out loud before catching himself. He thinks to himself how Curty will be paying him $50. That means that Curty is keeping $25 for himself. And as an extra bonus he finally coaxed Amy into bed.
Curty’s hand once again found its way to Kimmy’s thigh. She only looked to Brian with her innocent and pleating eyes. She received to response with him still dwelling on Curty’s cunningness. Kimmy felt his hand slowly stroking the inside of her soft, silky thigh.
Amy walks over to face her and takes her by the hands, pulling her up. “Come on babe.” Kimmy, as if in a trance, follows.
Once she is standing, Amy kneels down in front of Kimmy, sliding her hands up Kimmy’s thighs. She then slowly glides down her panties to around her ankles. “That’s a girl. Step out of them now.” Amy hands them to Brian before returning her attention to the girl standing in front of her. Amy’s next task is to reach her hands around to Kimmy’s backside, and unzipping her skirt. It falls quickly to the floor, as Kimmy blushes and covers herself up.
“Now, now. Everything’s going to be alright.” Amy slowly pulls Kimmy’s hands to her sides to find herself eye-level with a perfectly shaven cootch. “Wow, sweetie. I don’t put up with anything more than a hassle of trimming. I’m impressed.” Amy than stands up and takes Kimmy’s hand, leading her to Curty’s lap. At this point, Kimmy starts to shed tears.
Brian sits back on the couch, trying not to enjoy himself, or at least let it show. “Oh, Hon. Nothings happened yet.”
Curty, who could not be any more anxious, pulls Kimmy over his lap from the right. He lets both hands wander over her backside, as Amy just stands and watches the view. He follows every curve, touching every surface from the back of Kimmy’s knees to her mid-back. He lets his middle finger slide down the crease of her butt, pressing a little more than he should.
He hesitates at his first spank, barely making Kimmy wince. The second, on the same cheek, lands much harder. Curt tries for the other. The next few slaps are just as hard, some on one cheek, some on the other. The last is center, as hard as Curty can. This makes Kimmy kick her legs up.
Curty glides his hands all over her backside once more, feeling the effects of his hand. He rubs her butt a little before resuming his ultimate pleasure. Without warning, the next spank comes quickly to one cheek, and then another smack to the other. Curty keeps a constant rhythm, bouncing from one cheek to the next. Some are higher and some are lower. By the fifth swat, Kimmy starts to flail a little, trying to afford the next hand. Again, the hardest smack lands right in the center before another break.
Curty keeps his hand on her backside as he looks up to find Amy’s impatient smile. He is afraid to look over to Brian, oblivious that he is enjoying this display just as much as Amy is. Soon Curty’s hands are running over Kimmy again. He is rubbing her and pinching her, absorbing the heat that he has caused. He takes a few soft random swats between rubs, feeling Kimmy jerk each way with each contact. He watches her intensely, examining how her backside reacts for him. Curty lets his hand bounce from one cheek to the next, first slow and soft, now seeing many red blotches glow. He soon increases his pace, watching her ass dance.
This does not last long with Kimmy’s kicking and now screaming. He stops to rub her a little more and readjust how he is sitting and holding her. He wraps his right leg over hers, pinning her tight into place. Immediately he begins. Curty is now spanking away. A true dance. Unfortunately he feels he must stop for his hand is getting too sore to fast. Its not that hard to stop because he knows there’s more of a show to come.
Curty finds himself evaluating all that he has done by carefully rubbing Kimmy’s backside for the last time as she lay over his knee, still pinned, sobbing. After realizing the time Curty is spending on the evaluation, Amy screams with excitement, “My turn. Its my turn now. You’ve had her enough.”
Curty looks up, seeing that Amy is about to bust. He unpins Kimmy, and helps her up. Anyone could tell that her face is just as red as her backside even though she never looks up. She just stands in the middle of the room, naked from the waist down. Amy takes her wrist and quickly leads her to the bed. “Alright. Its my turn. If you think that was painful, just wait, darlin’. Now, lets see. Lay on your back in the center of the bed. I want your legs straight up in the air.”
Kimmy lays down, but before she raises her legs into the air, she looks over to see both boys now standing around the bed. Amy, similarly to Curty, runs her hands up and down the back of Kimmy’s legs. She looks hesitant. It is seen why when she reaches for a pillow. Lifting Kimmy up, she slides the pillow underneath her. Amy now has perfect access to all of Kimmy’s butt. It is becoming more difficult for Kimmy to hold her legs up. The crease of her cootch was now showing between her lower thighs. Everyone took notice.
Amy continued to run her hands over Kimmy. She let her finger follow her cootch crease, causing Kimmy to wince. Amy could feel the warmth radiating from her backside, wishing that she could have been the first to this soft flesh.
Soon, Amy was taking her swats. Kimmy was unable to keep her legs straight into the air. At first it was very exciting for Amy and her spectators for Kimmy would spread her legs, clearly exposing everything she had to bare. But, for the show to continue, Brian held his girlfriends legs up, but loosely to expose enough. Looking up, Kimmy could see both Brian and Curty intensely watching and enjoying. She had become just a sport, a vessel of entertainment for the three people in the room. She was exposed to them, she was vulnerable. Kimmy had never felt more used, more humiliated, more in pain.
Amy, like Curty, started out slow, testing the waters. She would take breaks to slide her hands all over her prey, except she was more objectifying than Curty, letting her fingers slip farther and farther into different creases. Also more cruel, she would hit Kimmy very hard on her thighs, aiming for their innards. Amy worked Kimmy’s red ass as long as she could hold out. Soon her hand was starting to hurt to bad to continue. Taking her last chance, she let her last examination prolong.
The boys could not handle this for another moment. Sneaking up behind Amy, Curty pressed his body against hers. His hands started to lift her skirt to her waist, as he gave her a soft love tap on her ass, nothing to hurt her though. She continued to explore the girl in front of her, as Curty explored Amy’s, stripping off her clothes. Letting Kimmy’s legs spread a little more, he had to readjust his pants to the sight of two half naked girls in the room.

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The Kissing Cousins

I had not seen my cousin, Fran, in some time so I was eagerly looking forward to visiting her in Ottawa on my vacation. We were born three months apart and were closer than a lot of brothers and sisters I knew. We could tell each other anything without fear of judgment. Even though she was really a second cousin once removed, or something like that, I felt a bit uncomfortable when I realized how physically attracted I was to her.
Fran developed a gorgeous figure as a sixteen-year-old. As little kids, our mothers used to bathe us together; as a teenager, she would grab a t-shirt or towel for cover if I happened by as she was sunbathing in her bathing suit. She had full firm tits, a slim waist and long lithe legs, and the biggest brown eyes I had ever seen. She was the focal point of many a jerk-off session. But that remained a carefully guarded secret.
Fran met me at the train station. The last time I saw her, she was a foxy 22 year-old. Now she was a magnificent 27. She wore a short blue skirt, just tight enough to make me a bit uncomfortable, and an oversized white shirt cinched at the waist with a belt. Her auburn hair was back in a pony tail and she looked very demur in her glasses. Although a stunner, Fran declined to show off her figure too much.
She smiled as she threw her arms around me and gave me a soft kiss on the cheek. I tentatively wrapped my arms around her, afraid I might squeeze to hard for propriety’s sake.
“How are you, Jon?” she asked, as we headed for her car. “Just fine,” I answered, hoping the hard-on she’d just given me would dissipate. “It’s good to see you, Fran.”
“Good to see you, too, Jon. What would you like to do while you’re in town? I have some things you might be interested in,” she said. Was than grin just a bit mischievous or was it just wishful thinking?
“I’d really just like to take it easy,” I responded. “Well, you must be hungry after that trip. Why don’t we go back to the apartment to freshen up and then I’ll take you out to dinner at Barbara’s place.” Barbara had been Fran’s roommate until recently. A pretty redhead, she was the manager at one of the city’s nicer restaurants.
“That sounds good, Fran, although you look pretty fresh to me.” She blushed at that as we loaded her car and drove off.
Fran had a one-bedroom flat on the twenty-third floor of f fancy apartment. The view of downtown Ottawa, with it’s mixture of old and new architecture, was magnificent. I showered and shaved and tossed on some comfy-casual stuff. At an even 6 feet and 170 pounds, I was confident about my appearance, yet I always felt somewhat awkward when we were together.
Fran was changing in the bedroom. “There’s wine in the fridge,” she called from behind the closed door. “Help yourself.”
“What about you?” I asked.
“I’ve got mine, she replied. Fran was not what you would call a good drinker. She got a bit giddy and flirty. In the past I might have been uneasy with that, but for some reason I felt tonight might just be different.
I took my drink and stepped onto the balcony. The late summer’s sun was starting to descend and a warm breeze passed. I turned and there was Fran! She was clad in a pale blue bra and panty set. I felt myself blush and immediately turned my head. I expected her to scream, but apparently she couldn’t see me.
The lingerie accentuated what seemed to be an all-over tan. Her firm tits bulged around the skimpy bra and the panties were cut quite high on the leg, revealing much of her lovely ass. I peeked back at her, feeling my balls twitch, as I watched her adjust her garments. God, what a beauty!
Fran reached for a bottle of lotion and poured some into her hands. She rubbed lightly starting at her ankles and slowly working her way up those stunning legs. As she approached her upper thighs she slowed down and reached for her wine. She threw back a healthy gulp and continued to massage her legs. She kneaded the lotion on her hips and gently on her inner thighs. Her fingers made little circles on her soft skin then moved on to her taut stomach as she closed her eyes. I reached into my trousers to rearrange my cock as she began to gently caress her tits. She unfastened the front clasp of the bra and they tumbled forward, pushing out of their confinement.
Fran dipped her finger into the wine and traced her half- dollar aureoles on each breast. I watched with great appreciation as her nipples became erect before my eyes.
Suddenly, Fran’s hand dropped back to her panties, pulling it aside to reach her now-wet pussy. I was amazed as she bent her neck to suck on one full tit, while her other hand furiously massaged her cunt. I was afraid I’d cum in my pants but kept watching as Fran shuddered her way to a quick climax.
As she came down, Fran calmly rearranged her undies and slid into a knit orange minidress. I almost dropped my wine over the balcony when she called out my name, “Jon, are you ready to go?” Was I!
“Are you okay, you look kind of strange,” Fran said, as I came in from the balcony. I was grateful the trousers were very baggy, thus hiding my still raging hardon.
“That’s some dress,” I told Fran. “You look very pretty tonight.”
“Why, thank you,” she said, somewhat puzzled. We never commented on each other’s appearance after the first “good-to- see-you, you-look-great.” It was hard to believe this angel had cum in front of me not five minutes before. She’d never realize the thrill she’d given me.
We took a cab to the restaurant so we could enjoy a few cold ones and not have to worry about driving back. Although we got a table almost immediately, we waited almost an hour to be served. I didn’t mind, though; the company was wonderful and Barbara kept the drinks coming. By the time the food arrived, we were very relaxed. We spoke of all sorts of things, our lives and interests, and our lack of love interests at the moment.
It was nearly midnight by the time we left. Ottawa is a sleepy town where they roll the streets up at that hour. We tumbled into a cab and headed home.
The smell of Fran’s perfume had been driving me crazy all night. Once inside the cab, she thanked me for a lovely evening. Her head came to rest on my shoulder and she sighed, closing her eyes.
My eyes traced her figure, starting from the spiked heels and slowly up the length of her body, admiring her attributes and wishing I wasn’t such a coward. But we’re so close, I argued with myself. How can I make a pass? She’d be shocked, she’d kill me, she’d never speak to me again — I came up with numerous reasons to keep my hands off. But then she’d nestle in a bit closer and emit another contented sigh and her dress would slid up those damned gorgeous legs just a bit more and I’d have to start reminding myself all over again.
The little old cabbie looked in the rear view mirror and must have thought we were lovers. I saw him smile and wink, as he suggested a nice ride through the park. Why not, I thought. Just to prolong this mild body contact was reason enough.
Fran’s dress had ridden more than half-way up her thigh and I wondered if I should try to rearrange it myself or wake her up. But she seemed so peaceful I just decided to enjoy the show. So stare I did.
“What are you staring at?” she demanded, suddenly awake. She tugged at the hem of her dress, trying to cover herself. It reminded me of her days as a modest teen. She seemed quite agitated. Oh, no, I thought, my worst fears are coming true. “I… I… nothing…” I stammered.
“Jon, I saw you staring at me. What on earth could you have been thinking of?” I could just see myself taking this cab right back to spend the night at the train station.
The driver sensed disharmony and sped to the apartment. Fran got out and stomped her way inside as I paid the fare and reluctantly followed.
I felt like a puppy who had just chewed up the master’s slippers and was waiting for the rolled-up newspaper. Fran was waiting by the elevator, tapping her foot, watching the lift’s indicator as it approached the lobby. Not a word was spoken the entire ride up. When the doors opened she brushed by me to unlock the door. When she didn’t slam it in my face, I took it as a good sign.
I sheepishly entered the apartment. “Close the door,” she huffed. She lock the door and turned to face me. Here we go, I thought. Excommunication from the family.
I couldn’t look her in the eye. “I guess you had too much to drink,” she said. Was she giving me an alibi? “I think I did, too.”
“After all, you’re just a man and there are certain things that a man will do, including ogling his cousin,” she began to grin.
“You’ve always found me attractive, haven’t you, Jon?” Uh- oh, better be careful here.
“Yeah, I guess so,” I answered still not look at here, wishing I were somewhere else.
“Well, you know, I really admire the way you turned out, too. My girlfriends used to talk about you when you came to visit. They’d talk about your arms or your eyes and I’d say, ‘I don’t want to hear this; he’s my cousin.’
“But they were right,” Fran said. She lifted my chin with her finger. “Don’t worry, I’m not mad.” And she kissed me quickly on the lips.
Our eyes met and we leaned into each other for another kiss, this one slower. Then another, deeper. Her tongue probed my lips until I opened them. My tongue met hers as they twirled together in joyful greeting. Caution went out the window.
The kisses became more emphatic as we stepped closer together, pressing our bodies together. ten years of fantasies were coming true as I felt the heat of her tits through our clothing. He nipples were hard as they pushed into my chest. My hands slid down to the small of her back and I tentatively reached for her ass. She moaned softly as a I squeezed her cheek, pulling her closer. I reached for the hem of her dress and slid my hand up her thighs. I couldn’t believe the moist heat coming from her pussy! Fran opened her legs to allow me better access while our lips were still pressed together.
I licked my way down her neck, nipping her nape. She shivered as I bit her earlobe.
“Do it to me, Jon,” she moaned. “I’ve wanted you to fuck me for years. Fuck me now!” Fran ripped open my shirt, the buttons shooting across the room. I kicked off my shoes and yanked off the trousers and shorts. After all this time I wasn’t going to put up any arguments.
We sank onto the living room rug, and I pulled her dress down over her heaving tits while pulling it up from the bottom. I ripped the panties and bra off her as she squirmed beneath me. My dick was threatening to break off.
I rubbed the tip of my cock along her slit. I had never imagined Fran’s pussy before, concentrating on her other assets. It was covered with a soft tuft of hair gently concealing her plump lips. She groaned and arched her back as she tried to get me inside her, but I continued to tease her.
“Stop that, please. Just fuck me. NOW!” She grabbed my as and pulled me right in. So hot, slick and tight. Unbelievable!
After a couple of minutes I felt the inevitable rush of cum. I warned her and she blurted out that it was okay, that she wanted to feel me pump it inside her. So I did. Long hard streams of cum jetted through me into her. She ground her pussy against me, grabbing my ass, working towards her own climax. “Uhh, uhh, uhhhhhhhhh,” she moaned as she rumbled towards ecstasy.
I was beat but happy. She was beat and hungry for more.
“I always wondered what it would be like with you, Jon,” Fran whispered, “and it was better than I ever imagined.”
With that she kissed my chest softly as she made her way down my stomach, swirling her tongue in little circles. I shivered when I felt her hot breath on my dick, waiting to feel her lips engulf it. She licked my crown lick a candy cane, in and out, lick, in and out, around. It was like no other blow job I’d experienced, so hot, wet and slippery. I could have happily filled her mouth but I had waited a long time for this.
I gently pushed her away and rolled her over. She seemed surprised. I straddled her chest and told her “I’m gonna fuck your breasts, Fran. I want to feel your soft tits wrapped around my cock. I want to rock back and forth until I cum all over your tits and face. What do you think of that, baby?”
“Oh, yeah,” she groaned, “do that to me! Please! Do it!”
“I want you to lick the head as it comes through your tit- tunnel. Keep it slick so it slides back and forth so nicely.”
Fran pressed her tits together around my cock. They were so soft and hot, wet with a combination of sweat and saliva. I went slowly at first, trying to make the indescribable pleasure last.
“I love getting my tits fucked,” she moaned. “It gets me so hot. Come on, push it, slide it in. I want your cum, cum all over my face, please. COME ON, GIVE IT TO ME, CUM, CUMMM, DO IT! DO IT!! DO IT!!! SHOOT IT ALL OVER ME!! OH, MY GODDDDD. DO IT NOW!!!” And with that she started shaking and bucking her hips against an imaginary cock. Her fingers flew to her sopping pussy where they pistoned in and out. I grabbed her tits and squeezed them around my dick. I pushed it forward and kept it in her mouth while she moaned to here next set of orgasms. The vibrations of her mouth set me off, and I managed to shove my cock back between her tits as I started to spurt, the hot load jetting onto her pretty face, as she whipped her head back and forth, landing first one cheek then the other. I sprayed my last violent shots across her tits and collapsed next to her, exhausted.
After a few moments to catch our breath, Fran turned to me. “Are you sure you can only stay the weekend?” she asked with a smile.

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Reality Jump

Authors note.
If you do not like somewhat over the top stories that have some ridicules situations that are completely out there (Yes there are those kind of people on here) then this story is not going to be for you. I will try to update this weekly but it will probably turn out to be monthly. So without further hindrance to you getting off, I present to all of the readers on the stories section of xnxx…………………..
Reality Jump
Prolog
It was a Friday when things started to get weird. First I lost my Job, that was on Monday, god I hate Mondays now. Now that happens to a lot of people, losing jobs and hating Mondays, what made this weird was I lost it due to being normal. It was a fucking walmart cart getter job, I didn’t know they wanted an outrages person for something like that.
Anyway, after losing my job I went home and played some CoD. You ever have one of those days that things just go shit for you online? It was one of those days, from noob tubers getting you in the first 2 second on SnD to having team mates kill you for fun. So after debating whether to smash my controller against my TV or just get off for the day my cell chimes. I look at the text on it and it’s my girl friend asking to open my door. This isn’t weird for us. One time during some really raunchy sex on the roof of my apartment complex, well that’s kind of personal, but I can say we won’t look at giraffes the same again.
I go over to my door and open it to see a guy in a suit standing there, the guy looked Asian and around 70.
“Can I help you?” I ask looking down at the guy.
“Are you madam Ellen’s present boyfriend?” He asked walking into my apartment. (Her families filth rich)
“Yeah, what do you need?”
“I have been asked to inform you that she is no longer your girlfriend.” The guy then turned around with a tazer gun and shot me. As I fell to the ground all I thought was “Guess she didn’t really like anal”. So that was the last thing I remembered from Monday.
On Tuesday I just played around on my computer, had a better day playing games online but really just did nothing the whole day, same story with Wednesday.
On Thursday I went out looking for a job. Found a couple places hiring so I took their forums and filled them out. After that I went back to my place to jack off to some porn.
Then on Friday I heard back from one of the stores hiring, they asked if I could come in today for an interview. I of course said yes, I hopped into the shower and put on a suit, oddly enough it was one from Ellen. It was a nice black suit; she had it tailored for me so it hanged real nice. I looked outside and saw snow so I put on the over coat that she also got me, was a nice black cashmere one where the buttons weren’t visible due to a guard over them. This was one of the more expensive gifts she got me during the 4 years we dated. Like I said, her family was filthy rich and she loved showing me off to their friends at dinner parties.
After locking up and setting out to walk the 2 miles to the interview, the Asian guy took my car, her way of driving the stake deeper I guess (Was really my car, had it before I met her). I noticed how warm it was, I looked around and saw it sunny and bright, but over me was a cloud spewing out snow. This was odd to say the least, and to top it off a portal opened up below me. So as I’m sinking into this weird wormhole thing that opened up in the middle of the city I start looking around in a panic I see some people coming my way. I start shouting at them and waving my arms around to get their attention but no avail.
Their about 100yards away and I’m up to my knees in portal, I start cursing like a mad sailor who found out the girl he was kissing is really a dude. 60 yards away and I’m at my hips, I keep shouting and waving them over. 30yards away and they still don’t see me, I’m at my stomach. 10 yards away they still don’t see or hear me, I’m up to my armpits. As they walk over me I’m at my neck, I stretch my arm and hit one of the girls legs and she trips. The last few things I see is an up skirt of a couple of girls and one girl complementing how clumsy she is tripping over nothing.
So as I’m falling through what I can only guess at is the space time continuum, I start looking over my life and realize how odd it really was. Parents died in 9/11 when I was 14. Taken in by family friends who thought it was too much hassle to raise a teenager so was shipped off to a military camp. At age 18 got picked up by a wet works agency. Been killing on the side for a shit profit till I met Ellen at a bar one night. After that I resigned from wet work and went into lame ass jobs like pushing carts around in a parking lot. I thought it was a good life due to the fact I didn’t have to put a knife in someone’s back to get less then minimum wage. Was doing okay till Monday, fucking Asian guy, but overall this had to take the cake for shit that has happened to me.
I was getting lonely when I look down, or at least in the direction my feet were, and saw a giant salamander. Was bright green with neon yellow stripes all over its body like a tiger, it looked just as freaked out about its current situation as me when other animals started to sort of gravitate closer to us; these ranged from normal looking animals like dogs, lions, tigers, hippopotamuses and even a kangaroo to other things you would find in some video game. There were things like dragons, both big and small, griffons and gelatinous blobs. Must have been thousands of different animals, looked like entire herds of some.
We were all just floating around bumping into each other but never floating too far away, when one animal would float to say 100 feet it would simply start to gravitate back to the group. Then we fell. I started to feel wind flipping at my body when it started. I looked down to see a stone floor rushing up to greet us, like literally greet us; it had a giant painting on the floor saying “Hello, you will live!” When we were about to hit the floor everything went floaty again for a couple seconds then dropped us on the floor to fairly large room.
It looked like most of the animals died on impact, only a few getting the same treatment as me. Oddly enough no earth animals survived, just the odd ones like dragons and giant moles. I look around and see portals all over the floor, much like the one I fell through on my way here. I looked back at the beasts looking at me like a tasty snack and only one option pops into my head.
Practically no sex in it but a prolog is meant to set things up. But trust me, starting with chapter 1 there will be bucket loads of it. This is my first story but hopefully you all like it and give me a positive comment below. And if not tell me what you think I should improve on.

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Fantasy

Connie and Hyde

WARNING: If subjects containing non-consensual sex and violence offend you then please do not read this story. This story is a fantasy and therefore a piece of fiction. In no way does the author condone such behavior in real life, but the author does welcome feedback.

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Unpaid Overtime #2

When we got to Jessica’s house, we got out of our vehicles, and walked inside. She had a two story house with a full basement. As we walked in, Jessica took her and Katie’s bras that she had from work, and threw them on the living room couch with her purse. Katie set her purse down on the couch as well.
“So, what do you guys want to drink?” Jessica walked into her kitchen and opened up a cupboard. It was her liquor cabinet. She had almost anything anyone would want in there. “Come here, pick your poison.”
Katie and I walked over to the cupboard and looked through it for a minute. “I’ll have a vodka-cranberry. You got cranberry juice?” Katie asked.
“Yup, it’s in the refrigerator. Jeremy? Whaddya want?”
“Oh, I’ll be easy, just a rum and coke. But make it a double. It’s been a long, hard week.” I looked at Katie, “No pun intended.”
Katie said, “Yeah right. No, I agree it did seem like a long week.”
Jessica poured our drinks and led us downstairs. When we got to the bottom of the stairs, Jessica turned on the lights. Her basement was big; she must have had the wall taken out to create more room. It was set up like a large bar. Neon lights on the walls, a dart board in the corner, there was a pool table and a full wet bar with two taps for beer. It was very nice. “Look, there, the grand finale,” Jessica pointed to the opposite corner. She had a small stage built and s shiny silver pole went from floor to ceiling. “Let me turn on the stage lights, hold on.” Jessica walked over behind the bar, flipped a switch and three spotlights turned on all facing the stage.
“That’s great! I love your basement. It’s big.” I told Jessica as I took a swig of my cocktail.
“Thanks. Yeah, we took the bedroom walls out a couple of years ago to make more room.”
“We?” I asked.
“Yeah, my boyfriend at the time and I. We broke up about a year ago and I kept the house. Let’s not talk about him, he’s an ass hole! So, Katie, are you ready to make some money?”
“Uh, no, not yet. You know that I need to get a couple of drinks in me before I even get close to that thing. Let’s play some pool for a bit.”
“I knew you would say that. I know how much you like wood sticks and balls.” Jessica said, walking over to take the cover off of the table.
“Shut up, you like ‘em too, and you know it. I honestly wanted to play a game or two of pool.”
“Hey,” I chimed in, “I have an idea. Let’s play cut-throat. And, to make it more interesting, I think if when you miss a shot, you either have to take a shot or take an article of clothes off. What do you say?”
Jessica got a big grin on her face, “Hell yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Katie, you in?”
“Yeah, sure, why not. I’m probably gonna be the first one drunk and naked anyway. Why not speed up the process?”
“Sweet, I’ll let you two fight over who wants to break. I’ll go last.”
“Katie, you can break, you’re the guest. I gotta warn you Jeremy, I don’t lose often. Ask Katie.”
Katie nodded her head. “That’s fine; I haven’t played in a while, so I’m probably not that great anyway.”
I racked the balls in the triangle and Katie broke. The game went on and after a while, Jessica and Katie only had their underwear and skirts on. I still had my shirt, pants and boxers on, but it was my turn. I got the cue, and went on a rampage, clearing the table. “Huh, looks like I won. Sorry girls. Another game?”
“Sure,” Katie said. “Do we start completely over? Or do we stay like this?”
“That is up to you two.”
Jessica spoke up, “I say we start over and make it fair.” We all put our clothes back on and I broke, sinking the 7 ball. I lined up for my next shot when Jessica walked over behind the pocked I was shooting at. She turned around, and bent over, exposing her ass to me, and the small g-string that barely covered anything and split her right up the middle. “Oops, I think I dropped something. Let me grab it.” She stayed there, like that, until I shot the ball. I missed badly. “Huh, Mr. Pool Shark missed a shot. Katie, pants or shirt?”
“Pants.” Jessica came over to me, unbuckled my belt and undid my button and zipper. She pulled my pants down to my ankles and pulled them off. My erection was sticking almost out of my boxers. As Jessica stood up, she brushed her hand against my hard-on, making it pop out of the opening in the front of my boxers.
“Well, well, what is this?” She grasped it, knelt down and studied it closely.
“I think you’re supposed to put it in your mouth Jessica,” Katie said as she walked over to us.
“Oh, like this?” Jessica opened her mouth, aimed my cock at it and inserted me into her mouth. “Hmmmm. That is nice.”
Playing along, Katie walked up, got on her knees and said, “What does it taste like Jess? Let me try it.” Jessica removed my cock from her mouth, but still holding it in her hand, guided me into Katie’s mouth. “Wow that is good. I need one of these all the time.” Katie bobbed her head back and forth on my rod as Jessica stroked me. Katie reached up to her shirt and started to unbutton it.
“Oh no you don’t. You can’t get away with it that easily girl,” Jessica said. “I know what you’re doing. You still gotta get up on the pole and strip for us.”
“Damn, at least I tried to get out of it. Well,” Katie chugged the rest of her drink, “Let’s go then.” She stood up and walked over to the stripper pole. Jessica stood up, still with my cock in her hand, and pulled me gently over to the chairs in front of the pole. I sat down, Jessica picked up Katie’s and my glasses, walked over behind the bar, turned on the music and refilled our glasses.
Jessica walked back over and handed me and Katie our drinks. Katie had another sip, set her glass down and started to move with the music. Jessica filled up her glass again, and came and sat in the chair next to me. She handed me a paper-clipped stack of Monopoly money and had one for herself. I looked at it and grinned. “I can’t give you real money, I don’t make that much,” Jessica said as she took a drink then set her glass on the table. We started tossing our fake money at Katie as she danced. She turned around, bent over and grabbed her ankles. She slowly stood up, sliding her hands up her legs, over her ass, across her stomach, pulling her shirt up a little, and brought her hands to her hair, pulling it up on the top of her head. She reached out, grabbed the pole and spun herself around it, ending up sitting on the stage floor with the pole pressing up against her crotch. She brought her right leg up around the pole and turned so she was on all fours, facing away from us. She crawled backwards toward me, putting her feet on either side of my head, and backed her ass up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and licked the small string going up her ass crack. “That’s hot!” Jessica said.
Katie crawled back fully onto the stage, spun around on her knees, and slowly started to unbutton her shirt. Jessica and I each took a few fake bills and set them on the edge of the stage. Katie unbuttoned her shirt all the way, but left it on. She bent over and picked up the money by squeezing her tits together on it. She stood up on her knees, holding her tits, then let go of them, letting the money fall to the floor. She stood up onto her feet, turned around and started to unzip her skirt. She slid it down her legs, bending over at the waist, and kicked it off at Jessica. Jessica caught it and threw it to the side. Katie brought her hands up the back of her legs and slipped her thumbs under her g-string. “Yeah, take it off girl!” Jessica yelled over the music. Katie slowly slid her g-string down her ass, stopping half way. She stood up, turned around and opened up her shirt, baring her beautiful chest. I felt the blood rushing back into my cock so I took a few more dollars and threw them at her. I saw Katie’s eyes as they drifted down my body to my re-hardening cock. She slid her shirt off of her arms, twirled it around in the air laughing and threw it at me. I tossed it to the side and refocused on her body.
Katie reached for the pole again, and spun around it a couple of times. She got back down on all fours and started to crawl toward Jessica. Jessica took a couple bills and put them in her mouth. Katie, rolled around so she was on her back and scooted toward Jessica, ass first. “Come here sweetie, I have something for you,” Jessica said. Katie moved so her feet were on either side of Jessica’s shoulders and brought her pussy up to Jessica’s face. Jessica moved her face up and laid the money on Katie’s shaved mound right above her pussy, and then she grabbed her g-string with her teeth and pulled her head back. Katie scooted backward on her ass letting Jessica keep the g-string in her mouth. Katie was now naked except for her shoes. I looked over to Jessica and saw that she was looking down at my cock that was growing harder each second. Katie turned around, got up on all fours again, and crawled back to the pole. My eyes turned to her glistening pussy while Jessica’s were still fixated on my cock. I watched as Katie got up on her feet, keeping her hands on the floor, and spreading her legs. Her pussy and ass were right there, waiting to be touched. I reached out but she was too far away. As I brought my hand back to my lap, I felt Jessica’s hand grasp my hard-on.
“Huh, what’s this mister?” She started to slowly stroke my shaft. She brought her other hand over and slid my boxers off.
“Now that’s not real fair,” Katie said. “Jessica, you’re the only one with your clothes still on. Come on Jeremy, Let’s get her naked too. I reached over and peeled Jessica out of her shirt as Katie leaned down and slid her mini-skirt off, pulling her g-string with it, exposing her cleanly shaven pussy. Jessica spread her legs a little and returned her hand to my cock. Katie got back up on the stage and continued dancing. She lay down on her back, spread her legs and started to rub her pussy with one hand as the other one grabbed her breast. Jessica looked up to see this. We both watched Katie for a little while. Jessica then turned to me, leaned over and aimed my cock at her mouth. She stuck her tongue out and made circles around the tip. Katie crawled over behind Jessica and spanked her. “NO! That’s mine.”
“Oh, sorry,” Jessica said as she sat back up.
Katie got back on the stage on all fours again. She crawled over to me, looked at Jessica and said, “See?” She grabbed my cock and put me into her mouth. She slowly slid her head down, taking the length of my cock into her mouth. She got her lips all the way to the base of my shaft the first time down. When she brought her head back up, she looked at me and smiled. “Do you like that Jeremy?”
“Oh yeah, that’s great. You can do that again.” I said.
Jessica stood up out of her chair and walked over behind me as Katie swallowed my cock again. Jessica put her hands on my chest and ran her fingernails down my chest and then back up. As she did this, she pressed her tits into the back of my shoulders. I could feel her nipples sticking out and poking me. I brought one of my hands behind me, found her leg and started to rub her inner thigh. Katie pulled her head up, releasing my dick from her mouth, turned her head sideways and licked my pole top to bottom and back up. The feeling was amazing. I tried to slide my hand up to Jessica’s crotch, but with her shoes still on, she was too tall. I grabbed her leg and pulled her around to the side of me. I pulled her leg up and put her foot on my leg, opening up her legs right in front of my face.
I leaned over and started to lick and kiss her inner thighs as Katie continued the oral assault on my cock, taking me into her mouth and bobbing up and down. Jessica started to moan the more I kissed her thighs. I slid my hand around to her ass, squeezed it, and pulled her pussy into my face. I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her clit. Katie pulled her head off of my cock and crawled up onto my lap. She sat down on my lap, pushing my cock up against my abdomen. She started to grind her wet pussy against my shaft. Jessica was getting nice and wet as I continued to lick her clit. I slid my thumb underneath her and inserted it into her wet slit. I brought my other hand to Katie. I found her stomach, ran my hand up to her chest, flicking her nipples with each finger as I went over them. Then, I took my hand, slid it down her chest, over her stomach, and down to her clit. My thumb landed on her clit and I started to rub it as she continued to grind on my cock. She started to grind faster on me the more I rubbed her. Jessica reached down with her hand, grabbed my cock, pushing Katie back, and started to stroke me. She stroked me a couple of times then aimed my cock down at Katie’s wet pussy. Katie raised herself up over my hard-on, and lowered herself onto me. This time, she was hot inside. It was nice and warm earlier, but now she was hot.
Jessica let go of my cock as Katie lowered herself all the way onto me and continued grinding. I never stopped licking Jessica’s clit; I moved my tongue faster over her clit. Jessica started to moan more. My brought my hand up from Katie’s clit to her chest and started to pull on her nipples. “Yeah, do that Jeremy. I love that!” I pulled harder on them and licked Jessica’s pussy faster. Jessica kept moaning more and more. “Shit, if it’s really that good Jess, you wanna switch? I need a good pussy licking.”
Jessica took her foot off of my leg as Katie stood up off of my cock. “Yeah,” Jessica said, “I want to feel his cock in my pussy.” They switched places. Katie put her leg up on me as Jessica had hers and Jessica positioned herself over my cock. She grabbed it and lowered herself on me. “Oh my God that’s big Kate.”
“I told you it was. I thought you could handle it no matter what size it was?”
“I though so, but damn,” Jessica replied. She lowered herself slowly half way onto my cock then she brought herself back up taking me out of her. She was trying to catch her breath. Jessica lowered herself again. I felt my head press against her wet slit as I started to lick and kiss Katie’s wet pussy. I ran my tongue from her clit, over her lips, to her g-spot and back. I could hear Katie start to moan a little so I moved my tongue around her clit faster. Jessica had re-inserted me into her and was trying to get her tight pussy all the way down on my cock. She was so tight it almost hurt. It felt so good to have such a tight pussy engulf my hard-on. She gasped and pushed herself down onto me and finally got the length of my cock into her. She sat there for a minute trying to catch her breath and make her pussy relax and open up to accept my rather large cock. Jessica slid back up and down again, moving slowly. I could feel her start to loosen and I could feel her juices lubing me up. She started to get more comfortable and began to move up and down on me a little faster. Katie was moaning now from my tongue going crazy on her clit. She grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into her slit more. I moved my tongue down and stuck it into her pussy. She tasted so good. I pushed into her a few more times then returned to her clit. I brought my hand up to her crotch and stuck one finger into her. This was pretty loose so I stuck a second one in, then a third. I had three fingers in her snatch and my tongue on her clit. Katie was moving her hips back and forth with the movement of my hand and tongue.
Jessica was bouncing up and down easier now, taking the full length of me into her cunt. She started to moan louder the more she fucked me. I was pumping against her movements, making sure I was penetrating her all the way. Katie grabbed the back of my head and pulled me hard into her pussy. She started to scream and moan louder. She grabbed a handful of my hair, and said, “Open your mouth Jeremy. I’m gonna cu…OH SHIT! HERE IT COMES!” She yelled. I felt the small spray of her juice hit my tongue and lips. She tried to pull me mouth into her more but I couldn’t get any closer. I rotated my head side to side, keeping my mouth open around her pussy, but rubbing my top lip on her clit as much as I could, causing her to go crazy. The feel and taste of her cum in my mouth, made my balls tighten up. I twitched my cock inside of Jessica. She returned it by squeezing my cock with her already tight pussy.
“Oh my God Jess, I’m about to cum. I’m gonna cum!” I said in ecstasy.
“Go inside me. I love the feel of cum in my pussy.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, I got my shot Wednesday. I’m good. Now fuckin’ cum in me.”
Her pussy tightened up around my cock more as I felt my balls push the cum up my shaft. I pushed up into her hard and let my cock explode into her pussy. Jessica screamed out of pleasure as she climaxed. She leaned toward me, grabbed my head out of Katie’s crotch and directed me to her chest. “Bite ‘em. Bite my tits,” she commended me. I obliged. I opened my mouth stuck my tongue out to find her nipple, and started to bite down on it. Katie reached her hand in between us and started rubbing Jessica’s clit. Jessica screamed more, tightened up her pussy and held her breath. I could feel her juices dripping down the base of my cock and onto my balls.
“Oh my God that was great!” I said, gasping for air. I couldn’t seem to catch my breath. I mentally had to tell myself to breathe. I finally caught up with my heartbeat and pulled my head out of Jessica’s chest. I picked my head up and looked at Katie and Jessica. I was speechless, but they knew exactly what I was thinking. They each smiled at me, leaned down and kissed me, then each other. Jessica slowly stood up off of my cock, sliding it out of her dripping pussy. Katie bent down to lick Jessica’s juices off of me. She inserted me into her mouth, running her tongue over the tip, making me pull my sensitive cock quickly out of her mouth.
Jessica took a couple steps back and sat on the stage. I looked at her pussy. It was dripping wet and it appeared to be stretched out from my cock. “Look,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “I’m all wet and stretched out now. Damn that was a great fuck. Jeremy, your cock is amazing! I haven’t fucked like that in a long time. Holy shit.” She leaned back, putting her hands on the stage and caught her breath.
Katie stood up, letting my softening cock fall out of her mouth, and said, “You sure know how to eat a girl out too. That was great! I’m so glad I had the nerve to talk to you earlier. Otherwise, Jess and I would be out at some bar, getting hit on by some guys that we don’t even want to look at. Thanks for coming over.”

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