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Her Fucking Uncle 2: The Plot Dickens

Two days ago Cindy was blackmailed into giving oral to her nasty uncle, but to her great surprise he is extremely well-endowed and skilled in the art of sex. Now she is conflicted by her past opinions of her uncle and the new feelingsh swelling within her. Will she give in to temptation and go all the way with her uncle? Pff! It’s in the tags, of course she will!

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Not a normal girl

Mai is not what you would call a normal girl, nor is she what an every day guy would call beautiful, but she found someone that finds her beautiful in everyway

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Reading Allowed, Pt.3

Since spitfiredhoni94 stole the first three chapters of this story and posted them as his/her/its own on this site I thought I’d better set the record straight: these stories were written by myself and my co-author lamignonne, and posted on bdsmlib.com in November of last year.

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04 – The Chico Tales

– The dangers of keeping a diary – I would suggest you read the previous three chapters to understand the characters and how they found themselves in this situation.

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Longly Prep (2)

This part may get a bit confusing. There are flashbacks which are marked with * , but so are texts and notes. I tried my best to use the criticism from the last part to make this one better.

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Mr. Wong’s Curios: Blue Lotus Tea (Fixed)

“Unh- God, yes! Harder!” Justin ground his cock against my clit. I felt his shaft moving between my thighs. I couldn’t help but squeeze them together, it felt so good.
“Monica, you’re so beautiful. Why couldn’t I see it before?” Justin moaned in my ear.
“Fuck me, Justin! Please, fuck me!” I nearly screamed. It felt like lightning was coursing through my body. Justin pressed against me harder, thrusting faster and faster. I felt my back begin to arch and my face felt hot. I was so close to cumming.
“Well, it’s plain to see you were meant for me, yeah- I’m your toy, your 20th century boy” Crap- Justin was calling! I pulled my hand out from between my legs and reached for my phone, but my fingers were soaked. I rolled over and grabbed the phone with my other, dryer hand.
“Hey, Justin!” My voice was way too high! I sounded like an idiot!
“Monica, what’s going on?” His voice was honey mixed with gravel, smooth but rough. He was so hot.
“Oh, um, nothing. What’s going on with you?”
“Miles left the band- got in a fight with Trevor. We’re trying to find a new keyboardist. You play, right?”
“Keyboard? Um, yeah, I play!” I was actually more of a classical piano player, but I could play whatever they wanted, especially for Justin.
“Cool. Look, we’re having auditions this afternoon, ’round five. You should be there.”
“I’ll definitely come!” Hopefully, in more ways than one.
“Sounds good. Later.” With that, Justin hung up. I couldn’t believe it. Trouble Note, Justin’s band, was awesome. They had at least three or four gigs a week and everyone figured they’d get a record deal soon. I couldn’t understand why Miles would leave. It was Trevor on bass, Daniel on lead guitar, Justin on vocals and rhythm guitar, Harry on drums, and Miles on the keyboard. At least, it used to be! I guess he and Trevor finally went at it. They’d never liked each other, but I didn’t ever think one of them would leave. Now was my chance though! If I could make it onto Trouble Note, I’d spend, like, every single day with Justin! Maybe he’d notice me and I could do more than just rub one out to the thought of him.
It was around two thirty, just enough time to get ready. I got off my bed and looked at myself in the mirror. “Crap.” I sighed. More acne, it was always more acne. I had the worst pizza face of anyone I knew. I didn’t even blame guys for not wanting to talk to me. I wouldn’t have wanted to either. And it wasn’t like I was stacked or anything. I had small boobs, barely a B cup. I was always one of those girl friends that guys have. Not a girlfriend, just a friend that happened to be a girl. I was the one they went to when they wanted advice on how to land other, hotter girls. That was how I’d met all my guy friends really, all of them except Justin. He and I were both music majors. I’d been in the library, trying to find this book on early twentieth century jazz for my research paper, which was due the next day, and I couldn’t find it anywhere. When I finally got angry and shouted, asking where in the hell it was, Justin had walked over with it. We?d been friends since then.
By three, I?d showered and settled on an outfit. I put on some pants and a green sweater. I left my hair down because it helped cover up more of my face that way. The only thing I liked that I wore were my shoes. They were leather strap heels and really cute, not that it mattered when I was the one who was wearing them. Basically, the only thing I had going for me was music. I lived and breathed it. When I wrote a piece or played something, it made me feel beautiful. When the music finished, I was ugly again. I was good at piano though, really good, so if the band wanted a keyboardist who wouldn’t hog the spotlight and could play, I was their girl.
I got to Harry’s bar early. “Happy Harry’s” was their drummer’s bar, and since it already had a small stage and needed entertainment some nights, it was the natural place for them to practice. I saw Justin on stage, adjusting his mike. He had messy, unkempt brown hair and these dark eyes that were like looking into two bottomless wells. He was wearing a red and white baseball shirt with some torn jeans and a Fratellis wrist band. So hot. I waved. He looked up, smiled a little, and raised a hand. I took a seat and waited for them to get ready to audition people. A half hour later, it was me and these two stoner looking guys who weren’t exactly MTV material in the looks department either. I went first and played Trouble Note’s “Token Heart, Broken Art” almost perfectly. The two guys both sucked. The spot was as good as mine! As I was coming off stage though, the doors to the bar swung open and this girl walked in like she’d just stepped out of a movie.
She had long blonde hair, a cute figure, and perfect skin. The guys in the band were only too happy to meet her. Her name was Amber Lynne, which meant even her name kicked my name’s ass. When she played though, it was barely passable. She had to stop and restart twice. The band asked us to wait outside while they discussed what they’d seen. Maybe that meant I still had a shot. The four of us stood outside, the two stoner guys shared a joint and Amber lit a cigarette, occasionally giving me a cold look out of the corner of her eye. I leaned against the door to the bar. I could just make out what the guys were saying.
“-don’t care, she bit hard. You know Monica was the best.” It was Justin!
“And I don?t care about your pity friend’s playing when her face looks like road rash. Amber’s hot, Monica’s not.” There was a pause after that.
“No, Dude. Sorry, but I have to agree with him. I vote Amber too.”
“Me too.”
“God, you guys can be real dicks sometimes. I’m going to call her in first. Maybe I can explain or something. Shit.” I heard the sound of footsteps approaching the door and I moved back a few feet before I was caught listening in. The door cracked open. “Hey, Monica, you can come in first.”
“Um, okay.” I said, barely loud enough to be heard. I felt awful. Justin and I took a seat at a table at the back of the bar. The rest of the band pretended to check their instruments.
“Look-” Justin began. I could see it was difficult for him, he felt badly about what had happened. The least I could do was make it easier on him.
“I didn’t get the part, s’okay. I knew Amber would as soon as she walked in.” Justin told me the band had voted for Amber, but he said my playing was definitely the best. I let my hair fall in front of my face and told him I’d see him in class on Monday. He asked if I wanted to get lunch afterwards, I told him yes. It was a nice gesture, a consolation prize to help mollify the pain. I kept it together until I got to my car. I was sobbing as I pulled away from the bar. I didn’t know what to do and I kept crying harder and harder. I couldn’t even see the road. I pulled into a parking lot somewhere in town and cut the engine. I just cried until I was done. Then I got out of the car and decided I might as well walk around. I didn’t come in too often and I needed something to take my mind off of things. As I walked down the sidewalk, I looked in the window of the store I was passing and saw a bunch of old, Asian looking stuff inside. I decided to check it out.
The store was filled with all kinds of antiques, Chinese looking stuff that seemed like it should be in a museum. “Hey there!” I heard a voice call from the upper floor at the back of the store. It was a cute guy, he looked like he ran the store. “Can I help you with anything?” I told him no. I don’t know how he knew, but he asked me why I was so sad. Before I knew it, I was explaining everything that had just happened to him. I told him about Justin, about his band, trying out, and Amber showing up. He was a really good listener. He asked me if I had told Justin that I liked him. I said no, of course not. He asked why. I told him I was too ugly. Justin would never go for someone like me. He was about to say something when this beautiful girl walked into the store.
“God,” I thought, “this day hates me.”
He and the girl chatted for a minute. They looked excited to see each other, probably deeply in love. Then the guy, I swear, caught me giving the girl a glance. A few seconds later, he and the girl came by and he introduced the two of us. Her name was Amanda, I told her mine was Monica. He asked if we’d talk for a second while he went in the back. The guy said he had something I’d like in the back of the store, but it might take him a minute to find it. After he left, his girlfriend started talking to me. She was sweet too, but not as syrupy as the guy; she had a little bit of attitude. Her name was Amanda, and she was basically who I wished I could’ve been. Hot, confident, and with a great guy.
“Hey, you were saying your skin bothered you. Try this.” I looked up and saw the guy had come back. In his hands was a small wooden box. I took it from him.
“What is it?” The box looked like it was filled with black leaves or something.
“Blue Lotus Tea Leaves. Blue Lotus Tea is really rare. I’m pretty sure we’re the only store that has any. It’s supposed to help promote growth, balance your energy, flush out toxins- basically make your body super healthy. I think it’ll help your skin.” I told him it was nice of him, but I didn’t think anything would help. I’d tried every brand, every medication, every wipe, rinse, or cream that you could buy. Nothing had helped. ?Well, at least you won’t be disappointed if it doesn’t work and you get tea out of the deal. Why not try it? What’ve you got to lose?” That was true. I bought the tea, which he sold to me for considerably less than I bet it was worth, then I got in my car. As I drove off, I saw the boy and Amanda kiss as he locked the door to the store. I must’ve shown up right at closing time.
I boiled some tea when I got back to my apartment. I thought it would be blue or green, but the tea wound up taking on the color of clouds, a transparent bluish-grey. I sat down to watch American Idol while I drank my tea. It tasted like cotton candy and ginger, no kidding. “Oh my god! This is great!” I said out loud. I finished the tea in two more gulps and immediately brewed myself another cup. When I’d finished that cup, I felt really good. I figured it was the caffeine making me feel awake, but I was also sort of horny. Besides that, I was hungry and wound up eating two whole cans of vegetable soup. Then I masturbated again to the thought of Justin fucking me. I wound up going to bed early though. It was weird.
I woke up early too. The sun was barely up, but I felt completely re-energized. I got up and looked in the mirror. I thought my face looked better, but maybe I was just in a good mood. It was hard to tell. I was also hungry and craving my Blue Lotus Tea. I poured myself several bowls of Special K and brewed two cups of the tea. When I had finished my meal, I started on my school work and had it done by lunch time. I went out for lunch with my friend Kelsey, who I hadn’t called in a while. She said I seemed happier. I told her it was just her imagination. When I got home, I drank another cup of tea. By the time I went to bed, I had already had six cups and an equal number of orgasms.
The next morning, there was a definite change in my skin. My forehead was still bad but my cheeks were much clearer and my hair looked shiny. Needless to say, I drank a lot of tea that day as well. On Monday, maybe half of my acne had cleared up and some of the scars from it had gone away too. When I was getting dressed, my shirt got stuck on my chest as I was pulling it down. I?d never had that happen before, but I didn’t think anything about it. During class, Justin and I chatted and he said I looked nice. After that, I asked to go to the bathroom. Just that one remark had me wet and I came thinking about him eating me out. Lunch was great too, although I ate more than I wished I had, but I was always hungry now. Maybe my body needed the calories to make my skin better.
Over the next few weeks, I kept drinking the tea and picked up three more boxes from the hot, nice guy at Mr. Wong?s Curios and Antiques. He said he was glad I was feeling better and that my skin was looking great. It was true, it was almost perfect now. I’d get a small pimple every now and then, but it was usually gone by the next day. My hair had grown out really quickly too, smoother and silkier than before. By far the greatest change was what had happened to my body. Not only did my skin look great but it seemed toned. My ass felt bigger, which I wasn’t thrilled about, but it was tight and firm. I had actually learned a couple of hip hop dances for fun, now that I actually had something to shake. Even better, I’d had to go bra shopping. My boobs were popping out of their old cups. I’d moved from a small B to a large C. It felt amazing. Every morning was like a dream, I got to wake up, look in the mirror and see a model looking back at me- then I made her come at least twice.
I was talking with Justin more too, now that I wasn’t so nervous around him. He and I talked about music and jobs and about Trouble Note. They were about to get signed, he said. They had a big concert on the twentieth, record label executives were supposed to come. If they liked what they saw and heard, he figured they’d get a deal. I was happy for him and when he asked if I would, I told him I’d come to the concert. And speaking of coming, I’d thought I masturbated a lot before, but since starting on my regimen of tea around the clock, I had to come at least five or six times a day and whenever I knew I’d see Justin, bringing spare panties was a necessity.
The Friday before his concert, Justin had me come over to play keyboard so that he could practice extra for the concert. His voice sounded great and I got to learn more of the band?s songs. After that, I told him I didn’t really have clothes for a concert and I basically just had sweaters and loose t-shirts. He asked me why I never let anyone see my body, when I had such a good one. I told him I didn’t think I did. He brushed my hair behind my ear and told me I should show my face too, I was beautiful. I thought my heart would stop. He’d never said anything like that to me before. I leaned forward by instinct and before I knew what was happening, I felt him kiss me.
We went shopping at the mall after that and he helped me pick out a couple of new, more rocker-style outfits. When I couldn’t decide between two shirts, I stepped out the dressing room with just my bra on and asked him which he liked better. The stare he gave me was completely worth it. I bought the clothes and we had dinner at the food court together. After that, I told him we were going to Chique-n-Sleek, this expensive hair place. When the lady asked what I’d like done, I asked her to hand Justin a catalogue and told him to pick out whatever he wanted. I wound up getting a trim and a bright red streak that framed the right side of my face. It looked really good with my naturally dark hair. Justin drove me home and we actually made out for a few minutes. When my hand brushed his crotch, which I made seem like an accident, I felt how hard he was under his jeans. I pressed down, just a hint, and enjoyed the grunting sound he made. I went inside then, leaving him wanting more for once.
When the day Trouble Note was to play came, I made sure to be ready and look my best. I started my day with two cups of tea and a large blueberry muffin I had picked up from the bakery down the street. The rest of the day, I took care of my class assignments and got ready. I slipped on my new black bra, with the lacy frills and hot pink accents. A black thong finished my unmentionable ensemble. Next, I put on a pair of black jeans that hugged my ass, with a studded belt that screamed rocker. I pulled a hot pink tube top down over my bra and then a black, low cut, Nirvana shirt on over that, leaving an inch or two of my stomach showing. I put on just enough make-up and purple eye shadow to look good without looking like a groupie. I finished the look off with a black, plastic choker, a wrist band, and I put my hair up. But, I made sure to leave the red streak down, since Justin liked it so much. When I saw myself in the mirror it was unbelievable. “I’d fuck me.” I thought to myself. The difference between my life then and what it was a few weeks ago was almost too immense to comprehend. If Justin and the band got signed, who knew what life would be like if we became serious.
I met Justin at the concert hall and he gave me a backstage pass and a ticket to the front section, where?d I?d be able to see the band play from. He looked great and I wished him luck, leaving a throaty whisper in his ear. He looked like he appreciated that. When it came time for the band to come on, everyone was on their feet as they screamed and chanted “TROUBLE NOTE! TROUBLE NOTE! TROUBLE NOTE!!”
After several minutes, Justin and the others still weren’t on stage. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. Pulling it out, I saw Justin had texted me. “Problem! Meet backstage!” The text read. I slipped out and after showing security my pass, went backstage and found Justin.
“What?s wrong?” I asked, worried.
“Amber- she’s going to the hospital.”
“Oh my god..” I didn’t like Amber, but I hoped she was alright. “Is she okay?”
“She’ll be peachy by tomorrow. She’s so high she- damn, I don’t even know. I’ve never seen someone that high before.” Considering Trevor was in the band, Amber must’ve been really, really high.
“What are you guys going to do?!”
“Can you play? You know the songs.”
“I- I don’t know. I’ve never played them in front of anyone before. I don’t know how you’ve got the sound set up and um, I- I just- I want to- but, um-” Justin cut me off with a kiss. Then he pulled back and looked deep into my eyes with his shadowy pair.
“You’ve got this. I’ll be right there with you.” I nodded and we headed to the band. A few minutes later, we were on stage. I’d never felt anything like it. The rush of the crowd, the sound of the music. Rocking an entire stadium with Justin in front of me- It was magical. When we’d finished our set and then the encore, the crowd kept chanting for one more. We played “Token Heart, Broken Art,” the same song I’d tried out with and when the final note hit, I strutted right up to Justin, in front of two thousand screaming fans, and pulled him in for the most passionate kiss I’d ever given anyone. We were signed with Good Guy Records before we left that night. I replaced Amber.
The after party was wild, really, really wild. Before we got too tipsy, Justin and I beat it. He drove me back to my place and I invited him to come up stairs. Out of habit, I brewed two cups of Blue Lotus Tea. I gave him one and we quickly gulped the tea down. “I feel great.” He sighed.
“Me too.” I crooned in Justin?s ear. I stroked my hand across his crotch, feeling it stiffen at my touch. “How’s he feeling?”
“Better now.” We started making out and I thrust my tongue deep into Justin’s mouth. I wanted him and by God, tonight I was going to fuck him till he was empty.
“Bedroom…” I moaned in his ear. Justin took the hint and picked me up, carrying me into my room. He laid me down and we started to undress. I pulled off my shirt and tube top as he took his shirt off as well. Then we pulled off our shoes and pants, leaving the both of us in our underwear.
“Damn.” He said as I lay on my side, posing in my bra and thong for him. I unhooked the back of my bra and let my tits fall out. I slid my thong off next. Finally, with my body completely bare except for the choker around my neck, I let my hair down, gave Justin the sexiest, most sultry look I could. Then I spread my legs, letting him see my flooded thighs. I beckoned him towards me, but when he tried to get on top of me, I pulled his boxers down. Before he knew what I was doing, I took the head of his cock in my mouth and ran my tongue around it. “Shit, Monica, that feels so good.” Hearing Justin say my name like that turned me on ever more. I pulled off his cock and finally got a good look at the dick that I had thought about so many times. It was nearly eight inches long and thick enough that it got me even wetter thinking about how I would fit it in me.
I bent my head down to it again and slid my lips down around it, enjoying the feeling of Justin’s cock filling my mouth and pressing against the back of my throat. As I reached the base of his shaft, Justin moaned and I started to gag. I wasn’t stopping till I reached the very bottom. Pushing on, I finally felt his head bump against my tonsils. I cupped his balls and with my other hand took a handful of perfect ass and squeezed. I pulled back up until only his head was in my mouth, then I pushed back down to the bottom. I was learning to love the feeling of gagging, as long as it was his cock I was sucking. I went up and down faster and Justin ran his fingers through my hair, taking hold of my head. I kept bobbing up and down on him as he forced his shaft into my throat again and again.
“Fuck, Monica, I’m about to come!” He yelled. I felt Justin try to pull away, not wanting to finish in my mouth, but I wanted his cum. I wanted every drop of his load. I grabbed his ass with both hands and shoved his cock down my throat till his head was down my throat as far it would go. “I’M CUMMING!” Justin yelled and I felt his hips buck hard.
His cock pulsed inside my mouth I felt warm, salty cum plaster the back of my throat. There was hardly any point in doing so, but I swallowed it as best I could. Before I had even finished with that shot, another, even bigger rope of cum filled my throat. It was hard to breathe but I kept sucking down his load, not letting a single drop go anywhere but into my throat and then deep into my stomach. Justin dug his hands harder into my hair and his hips face fuck me hard. When I finally took what seemed like the hundredth shot of his cum, I felt his orgasm die away. Justin turned and fell onto the bed, his legs leaning off the side and resting on the ground, one of his feet on my Musical Theory textbook.
I saw Justin?s cock begin to soften, a bead of cum left on its tip. I had plans for that dick and I?d meant every last drop when I?d said it. I slipped off the bed and kneeled in front of him. I bent down, wrapped my tongue around his head again, sucking the last vestiges of his cum into my mouth. I wrapped my hand around his shaft and started pumping, enjoying the feeling of him getting hard again. “Ahh, I just came!” He yelled as I pushed him to the edge, his cock still extra sensitive. I continued on, sucking and pumping until he was as hard as a rock again.
“Now that I finally have big tits-” I said as I looked into Justin’s eyes, “I want you to fuck them.” I leaned forward and wrapped my tits around his cock, creating a slick pussy for him out of my chest. They’d gotten so sensitive since I’d started drinking the tea and it felt amazing just to have him between them. I cupped my tits in my hands and pressed them around him, creating as much pressure as I could. His hips started moving his cock between them, and I bounced them up and down in time with his thrusts. It was the first time I?d ever given a boob job to someone. It was amazing to watch him fuck my tits. I bent my head down and took his head into my mouth, sucking as his hips kept bucking.
I moved my hands up and down, bouncing my boobs up and down faster and faster as Justin thrust to match my speed. Before long, I could hear the sound of his breathing becoming shallow and fast. “Come for me, Baby.” I crooned. I moved my tits as fast as I could and dipped my head down, taking as much of his cock as I could. When I felt his cock pulse, like someone taking the cap off a shaken bottle of soda, I pulled my mouth off and let him fountain onto me. His first shot ran down my hair, across my eye, and onto my chest. The second arched way over my head, landing behind me on the bed and leaving a trail of droplets all across me. The third shot hit my chin and the rest went all over my chest, coating my the tops of my tits with his cum. It felt so warm and wet and good on me. After he finished coming, Justin lay back on the bed, exhausted. While he recovered, I went to the bathroom and reluctantly cleaned my face off. I thought about wiping my chest off, but decided not to. “What the hell, I like it.” I thought to myself as I looked at my big tits covered in Justin’s cum. If I liked it, why not enjoy it while it lasted?
With my face wiped off, I glanced back in the bedroom at Justin. He looked like he was mostly asleep. His big cock lay limply across his leg and his breathing was slow and deep. He needed a rest if I was going to make him keep going, so after and brushing his hair off of his forehead and giving him a small kiss, I walked into the kitchen and made two more cups of tea. That was the last I had, so as I carried the cups back to the bedroom, I made a mental note to go back by Mr. Wong?s Curios and buy some more. I found Justin basically asleep when I walked back into the bedroom, but the aroma of the tea must’ve stirred him, because his eyes fluttered open as I set the cups on the end table by the bed.
“Smells good.” He said hoarsely, his throat dry unlike mine. Not that I was complaining.
“Here.” I handed him one cup as he sat up, leaning against the headboard. I took the other cup and straddled his lap, letting myself sink down onto him. Even when he wasn’t hard, it felt so good to have his cock pressed against me. Just the thought that I, Monica had Justin’s cock between my legs, pressed against my pussy, was enough to get me wet again. As we sat there, sipping on our blue tea, I began grinding on him, without realizing it at first. His shaft slipped between my wet lips and slid back and forth, teasing my clit. Each movement felt better than the last. My pussy was soaking, coating Justin’s swelling cock with my cum. Eventually, we lost track of our tea, throwing the cups onto the carpeted floor. Justin had begun thrusting for real and it felt amazing to be lifted up, only to land on his hard shaft again.
“Justin-” I whispered to him as planted my hands on his chest and brought my face close to his. “I want you. Please- please, fuck me.” I needed him. I needed him inside me and no one and nothing else would do. I looked into his dark eyes, feeling myself sucked into them. Then he closed them and I felt his hand on the back of my hand, his fingers in my hair, pulling me towards him. Our lips made contact and then opened for our tongues as we fell into the hardest, most sexual kiss I’d ever had. It seemed like we’d never break apart. My lips were pressed so hard against his that I thought they might bruise and we were grinding our bodies together in time, not a single inch of space between us. When everything was coated in sweat and my cum, I found the will power to break away from the kiss and lift myself up.
Justin and I stared at the space between us. He took his cock in his hand and raised it up until the head, swollen, purple, and oozing precum, was grazing my entrance.
“Are you ready?” He asked me, looking into my eyes and stroking my cheek with his free hand.
“Yes. God, yes. I’m so ready.” I sank down and felt his cock pressing in, my glistening entrance welcoming him inside me. He took his hand away from his cock after the first inch had slid into me. He put his hand on my hips and pushed me down towards his lap, forcing me to take and more of his wonderful cock. Finally, I gave up trying to take it slowly and sank down, engulfing the last four inches all at once.
“Unnh!” I moaned as I felt his cock fill me and our bodies become one. I was so tight and he was so hard that I could feel his cock pulsing inside of me. Every twitch made my cheeks feel hot and set my eyelids fluttering. I thought that this must be what heaven felt like, but then it all got even better. Justin pulled out until only half of his cock was still inside me, then he thrust back inside, slamming me down with his hands on my hips. The impact sent waves of pleasure racing through my body. I’d never felt anything like it. Even in my best fantasies, I’d never imagined Justin could make me feel this good. After that, Justin started thrusting in and out of me regularly, his cock pushing against my g-spot and every impact making my clit scream in delight.
“Unh, Monica you’re so tight. It’s never felt this good with anyone else.”
“Ohh, Justin! Yes, I’m tight for you, only you. Now, fuck me. Fuck me hard with your big dick!” Hearing me talk like that must’ve really turned him on, because the next thing I knew, I was being lifted up, completely off the bed. Justin’s dick was pressed so deep inside me that it felt like his head had to be pushing into my womb. God, I wanted his cum.
The next thing I felt was my body bouncing up and down as Justin fucked me hard. I could hear the sound of our bodies slapping together every time I came down. The feeling was too much for me to handle. I leaned back and felt the tip of his cock drive straight into my G spot again and again. That was it. I leaned back forward and dug my hands into Justin and raked his chest with my nails. That turned him on so much that I could feel his cock swell up and pulse inside me. I felt myself tighten around him.
“God, fuck, Justin! Make me cum! Make me CUM!” My back arched and my face felt so hot. Then I felt my legs clench and my pussy went wild. “I’M CUMMING, JUSTIN! YOU’RE MAKING ME CUM!” That pushed Justin over the edge too. I felt him dig his hands into my thighs and slam his huge cock all the way into me.
“MONICA, I’m CUMMING!” He yelled. As wave after wave of pleasure rolled through my body, I suddenly felt jets of his warm cum splatter inside me and I started cumming all over again. When our orgasms finally subsided, I collapsed on top of Justin, feeling the slick sweat on our bodies mix. I ran my hands through his hair and he looked into my eyes.
“I love you, Monica.”
“I love you too, Justin. I love you so much.” We were so tired and so happy in each other’s arms, we fell asleep with the light on.

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A new day, a new me part 10

Sorry for taking my time, I was doing some proofreading and story arch talks with a friend. Onto part 10.
I feel groggy and completely confused; the sun is just beginning to come up by the light in the sky. I realize that I’m tasting blood and dirt, I have a sharp pain in my shoulder and I’m really cold. I figure out I’m not home in bed and today is gonna suck. I roll to my stomach and figure out I’m lying in a rock field and I have no clue where I am. I stand up and try to get my balance only to fall flat on my ass. I remember my phone in my coat pocket and pull it out to be greeted by a cracked screen, no calling for help either.
I sit for a minute trying to regain some sense of balance and as I check myself over, I’m bruised all over my ribs and back, my nose is fucking broken which is screwing with my breathing, and I’ve got some dried blood stuck to my head. I reattempt standing again and make it to my feet. Now I can see that I apparently got moved while I was unconscious and I was pretty sure I’m off the beaten path. I stop to listen for a few seconds, and then I hear car engines and tires to my left. I guess that’s the road and head off looking for a paved road.
I must have been walking for about ten minutes when I hit a road and see a Circle K. I stumble up in pain and head through the doors.
“I not want you kids messing up my store, you take your drugs and you leave right now,” I’m told as I’m guessing is the standard greeting the Indian man has.
“I’m sorry sir, I’m not on drugs. I was jumped last night and left in a field, my phone is broken can I use yours,” I reply trying to stand up straight.
He comes around the counter and usher’s me right back outside. Wonderful way to start my day, I figure out the street I’m on and start walking when I get honked at by a car.
“Hey kid, are you okay,” I get asked by some guy in a coupe.
I just shake my head no in response. The man gets out and I see he’s wearing medical scrubs as he approaches me. I let him help me into his car and as soon as he’s inside we’re off.
“Okay I’m going to take you to the hospital and from there we’ll call your parents,” the nice male nurse starts to tell me as he drives.
“No hospital, just take me home please,” I tell him resting my head on the window.
“Okay kid, my name is Jake and I hate to be the one to tell you but you’ve been smashed in the head and I’m pretty sure you didn’t notice the split in your head. Now unless you live with a doctor and his own nurse you need a hospital now,” Jake tells me in that tone adults get when they decide you’re stupid and can’t think for yourself.
I sit quietly as we pull in the hospital and Jake rushes me into the E.R. I’m welcomed to the wonderful feelings that come with an examination and interrogation since I’ve been beaten and stabbed. I keep my answers simple and don’t bother to say more than ‘I don’t know’ and ‘I can’t remember’.
It takes a half an hour and I’m getting my stitches, all seven of them, when my dad shows up at the hospital. I barely listen in when the doctor goes down my list of injuries, broken nose, small laceration on my head, mild concussion, bruised ribs and back, finally to be topped off the stitches in my head. My dad speaks with the police officers and they get information of my last known whereabouts from Dad before we pack me into his truck and head back home.
Nothing is said on the drive home, but Mom is waiting inside. Dad gets me out of the truck and inside the house all of two seconds before I have Mom hysterics raining down on my head.
“I’m not letting you head out to Korinna’s house again. I can’t believe what happened to you. What is the point of training if he gets beat up by someone in the dark,” Mom decides to deliver her exclamations to Dad and I.
“Honey, he got jumped; they hit him with a bat. I taught him a lot but I can’t teach him how to keep fighting when you have a piece of wood crashing into your skull,” Dad replies trying to rationalize with mom.
The arguing brings Elizabeth and Katy from their rooms which makes the police questions seem like nothing. The questions and accusations are killing me and I figure I have the greatest way to stop it.
“Can I go to my room please, I feel like I’m gonna fall down,” I tell everyone grabbing a chair for ‘balance’.
Mom is the first one to jump at the chance to help, putting my arm over her shoulders and down the hall into my room. She helps me out of my coat and takes my boots off before laying me down on my bed. I lie there in pain as mom leaves the room while I start to go over the list in my head.
Derek drove the car, probably his car and had the others put me in the trunk to move me but why? Lajita has a fiancé who not only figured out that she had sex with me but has some pull with others and a bad temper; I’m guessing he stabbed me. The other two guys I don’t even know, one wants to get a girl and expects Derek to help with that, good luck. One didn’t seem to want to hit me, need to figure out who they are.
The day passes quietly for me, Mom brings me food and feed’s me, Dad just checked on me once, Liz decided that the inquisition could wait till the parents were gone. Thankfully I get company when Kori and her family come over, I can hear Mom and Mrs. Patrick having a heated discussion in the living room when Dad and Carl decide to break it up and get everyone to calm down. Blessedly I get a knock at my door and Korinna pokes her head in.
“Hey can I come in,” Kori asks just walking in and coming over to my bed.
“I guess you can come in,” I tell her smirking as she sits down.
“I should have taken you home last night,” Kori says starting to cry.
I sit myself up in pain and pull her in for a hug. One thing that is really pissing me off now is that after all this, they planned it and caught me alone and knocked the shit out of me. Now they made someone who did nothing to them cry, MY girlfriend is crying because she thinks it’s her fault this happened. Then it hits me like a bat to the head, kinda. How did they know exactly where I was?
“Honey, please stop crying. The people who did this to me are at fault; you are sweet and kind and have a great ass. How could you have caused this to happen,” I try to comfort her with some sweet words.
“But look at you, your face is messed up and you got stitches… wait did you say I have a great ass,” Kori’s tone changes from sad to that wonderful annoyed woman.
“Well you can’t beat yourself up for something you didn’t do,” I reply smirking.
“Okay at least you have all your teeth,” Kori tries to brighten her mood and mine.
I lay back taking her with me and lying down on the bed. I’m finally in a good enough place head wise to fall asleep comfortably as possible when I doze off.
I wake up hours later to Mom bringing me food and my bed being one occupant shy of when I fell asleep. Mom sets the tray down and helps me sit up before I get to eat soup and a sandwich.
“Alright, I was overreacting with you never seeing Kori again and the training in your Father’s dungeon. Now did you tell the police everything you could remember,” Mom asks with that inquisitive tone.
“Yeah Mom, it’s just really blurry and it happened so fast,” I lie to her, I don’t want to but she just wouldn’t understand.
“Well if they can find the Green river Killer they can find the guy who jumped you,” Mom says taking the tray and heading out of the room.
“Hey Mom, can you tell Liz and Katy I want to see them,” I ask her as she gets to the door.
Mom just nods and exits the room, I sit there wondering how I’m gonna approach what comes next. Its a couple minutes before both girls enter my room and flip the light in the room on. Katy sits down on my bed while Elizabeth takes my computer chair and pulls it up to my bed and sits down.
“Okay, Mom and Dad are at the other end of the house so I can say this now,” I start in,” I got a really good idea of who did this to me and why. I just have one problem and I have to ask something now, Liz did you post where I was on Facebook?”
“What, of course I did it was huge. Nobody survives Carl, why,” Liz replies with some enthusiasm.
“Well Elizabeth that’s how Derek and his friends knew where to find me,” I tell her with all the cold I can muster.
It’s moments like this I don’t get very often, Liz is speechless. She is sitting in my computer chair with a shocked look on her face and Katy is just glaring a hole through Liz. Instinctively Liz starts to get up but Katy wheels around the bed and gets in her face.
“I’m not the most caring person in the world and I like you so just understand that I’m really not a smart person but if someone is cheating on my brother I wouldn’t have them on my facebook page,” Katy growls at Liz.
“I don’t have him on my page. Once I found out about you and Heather I took them both off,” Liz replies to me defending herself in the chair.
“What kills me Liz is that you were talking about my life on your page which really kills me when Lajita’s fiancé was one of the other three people who did this,” I tell Liz and Katy letting more information out.
Katy returns to her seat on the bed and looks like she’s calming down, I finally notice that both girls are wearing tank tops and cotton short shorts. The major difference is that Katy has a bra on probably because of Mom.
“I’m not mad Liz, you didn’t know and you’re not to blame. But I do need to ask you a simple question and I want a simple answer from both of you,” I tell them once I have their attention again,” Are you going to help me get even or are you going to tell Mom and Dad?”
“I’m in, what do you need me to do Guy,” Liz is the first to reply.
“I need information, I need the numbers off my phone, and need to talk to Lajita,” I tell Liz.
Elizabeth simply nods and whips out her phone and slides over to my computer. Katy sits there like a bump on a log before I nudge her.
“What, I’m in I just don’t know what you need me to do,” Katy tells me,” Unless you want me to get a knife to cut their balls off.”
I think about the idea for a second, while Liz just turns her head slowly to figure out if she should run out of the room. Finally Liz gets disgusted and with her work and hops back on her phone.
“Okay, I can’t do anything with this so I’m text Natsuko and I’ll have her get her brother to work on it,” Liz tells me while punching keys on her phone.
“Alright, well I need to talk to Lajita this week,” I reply scooting upright fully on my bed.
Elizabeth gives me a nod and exits my room still typing into her phone. I let her get onto her ‘network’ of friends and I start to try to relax when it occurs to me Katy hasn’t moved from her spot on my bed.
“So I talked with your girlfriend while you were out,” Katy tells me hesitantly.
“Okay, how did that go for you two,” I ask.
“Well I need to know if you’re a one girlfriend guy or is there room for more,” Katy asks brushing her hair back behind her ears.
“Well Kori is my girlfriend yes but she says I can be with other girls,” I tell her wondering where this is going.
“Well what if I want to be your girlfriend, I mean your girlfriend like Kori is,” Katy says with a more serious tone.
Dad brought it up morning after Katy came to live here, people wanna fight me and people want what I have. I never thought I’d have to put myself against one of the girls on this.
“Well what are you asking me for,” I start in hot towards Katy,” You want some good word or assurance that I’m gonna be there for you? Haven’t I proved that? You knew me less than a day and I convinced my Dad and Mom to take you in and get you out of your Mother’s shit hole. What are you asking me for?”
“Hey fucker, I’m really not in the mood for a fight I just want to know if you love me or not you jackass,” Katy exclaims storming out of my room.
I’m really not sure what the hell is going on with Katy but I don’t have the time to explain things to her. I shamble from my bed to my computer; I hop on the facebook and see I have apparently become famous. I’m being asked if I’m dead, like I’d be able to reply. Interesting to me is the friend requests, some guys and girls from school along with Natsuko, Jun, Kori, Tracy, and one from Mathilda. The last one takes me a second to remember who she is then it hits me, Amazon basketball player. I accept the ones I know and shoot off some messages to the others with general ‘I’m okay’ and ‘I’ll see you Monday’.
I send Mathilda a message saying I should have contacted her sooner and would like to chat when I get a new phone. Kori pops online and I ask her about her talk with Katy, she tells me that she thought me having more than one girlfriend would be fine as long as I don’t play favorites with her or Katy. Now I get why Katy was so hard up for answers, she wanted to know if I would want her. I tell her what I told Katy and Kori decides to blow up in internet fashion on me. I finally tell her I didn’t know what was going on and that I’d fix it. I decide not to drop the bombshell about what I know and tell her that I’ll fix things with Katy and just ask her if she’s sure? I get a ‘duh, it’s why her and I talked’. I smile and gingerly head back to my bed, it’s about eight in the evening and I need some sleep.
My door opens up and I can tell I’m not alone again in my room, as it closes I roll onto my back and wait to see who is there. I feel weight at the foot of my bed and someone crawling up over my body, I reach up and get my hands pinned down by my ‘stalker’.
“What’s wrong with me,” it takes me a second to figure out its Katy.
“Well first off you’re on top of me and even this much weight hurts on my bruises,” I reply grimacing.
“No jerk, what is so wrong with me that I can’t be your girlfriend,” Katy asks making the question a little more clear.
“Other than my now evolving reference point on relationships nothing,” I get out trying to shift her off my ribs.
It takes all two seconds before Katy starts kissing me, softly and tenderly like I haven’t had from her. It’s a sweet moment save for the pain of my bruises which I ignore as she lets my hands go. I snake my hands up Katy’s waist and under her tank top, trailing my fingers along her sides. Katy sits up off of me, straddling my hips and pulls her top off then gets off my bed and starts going through my dresser drawers.
“What are you looking for,” I ask getting out of my clothes off as painlessly as possible.
“Condoms, I know you have some, Liz told me,” Katy says still going through my drawers.
“They’re in the big drawer in the computer desk, metal box,” I tell her finally naked.
I watch Katy strip out of her shorts as she crosses the room to my desk, it takes her about a minute to get a condom from the drawer and get back onto my bed. I don’t let her get the condom open as I pull her back up onto me and kissing her again. Katy lets the full weight of her naked body rest on me and I groan at the pain from my bruising. I feel her settle in with her weight ontop of me when she breaks the kiss and smiles.
“Either I’m your girlfriend too or I’ll just lay here till you start crying in pain,” Katy says with a wicked grin.
“Okay you’re defiantly my bad girlfriend,” I groan out in mild pain.
I see her smile and she lightens the pressure of her body weight on mine. We kiss again, soft and tender like the first time. I start getting hard against Katy’s hips and I think she knows it when she slides off and gets the condom open. I see the condom in Katy’s mouth as she takes my cock in her hand and uses her mouth to roll the condom onto my cock. She takes a couple seconds with her mouth on my cock before she positions her pussy over the tip and slowly lowers her vagina on my member. I watch as Katy sits upright with my whole cock inside her grinding forward and back slowly. I can feel the heat and pressure of Katy’s vagina through the walls of the condom.
“I’d feel a lot more if I didn’t have to wear a condom,” I whisper to Katy placing my hands on her hips as she grinds her pussy onto my cock.
“Yes you would, in nine months you’d feel like a highschool daddy,” Katy whispers not stopping her hips.
Wow, I never thought about that, I’ve only ever cum in one girl and that’s Kori. I start to ask myself if she’s on birthcontrol when leans forward and stops grinding. I start to try to move but katy stops me and gets that ‘stay still’ look in her eyes. I feel Katy bucking her hips up and down quietly letting keeping three inches inside her while she fucks herself with the rest of my cock. Katy starts gasping and grunting, slamming her hips down onto mine. I feel her tightening and get that tingle, I pull Katy’s body down onto mine and finally start thrusting into her from below.
“Do you love me Katy,” I ask her not slowing down the our thrusts.
“Yes, please love me too,” Katy’s whimpers pounding her hips into my thrusts.
I take her by the back of the head and kiss her. She stops for a second and warms up just long enough to moan her orgasm into my mouth. I start fucking my hips upward as fast as I can dump a load into the condom. I feel my cock jerk and spasm while Katy just lies on top of me warm and cuddly.
I don’t know how long we lay there but Katy is the first to move pulling her body off of mine and quietly getting dressed. I get the condom off and find my shorts when Katy decides to break the silence.
“You don’t love me do you,” Katy asks in a beaten up tone.
“Actually I do love you, you’re everything a guy could want in a bad girlfriend,” I tell her from my spot on the bed.
I’m flung onto my back and Katy is all over me again kissing me fast and passionately. I reply in kind kissing her back. We make out for another few minutes when she pulls off of me and calmly pulls off of me.
“I can’t sleep here tonight but I really want you, me and Korinna to have a night with a bed,” Katy tells me heading out of my room quietly.
Wow a threeway with my now good girlfiend and my bad girlfriend. I pull myself in to bed and check my alarm, gotta get up at six in the morning. Time to work the pain out in the gym and get my plans in motion.WOW, a lot of passion in those comments. Thank you all for reading and yes there is more to come.

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Mandy

As her lower leg pleasantly tingled she lifted the left foot across her brother’s leg, she wanted him to treat that foot as he was the first. Still not thinking purposely about her he started to pay attention to both feet which caused Mandy to snuggle into a sofa pillow and slowly lose concentration on the movie.

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The New Genie Chronicles

This is yet another spin off series of the ever popular Genie Chronicles. Please note I am not the real Joe Brolly. I am merely a writer who has been inspired to continue his legacy. I may not be the greatest but I like to think I’m good. This may seem rushed but that is only because I wish to get to the actual story quickly. After the beggining of this chapter it will get better, so bear with me.
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Alex slumped down on the couch of his house in the better part of Los Angeles, California. He lived in a large house that was almost always empty thanks to the fact that his father was never around. 
Alex’s father was the head of a large record label based in hollywood. Almost all of his dad’s time was spent in the office and he rarely came home before 10 o’clock at night. Alex turned on the flat screen television and started channel surfing to pass the time. 
While one would think that Alex would be a popular and well liked person thanks to his wealth, he wasn’t. And that was fine with him. He would rather be labeled a geek by his peers and have a few good friends than be labeled rich and popular and have a bunch of friends who only cared about money. 
 Alex sighed and settled on reruns on MTV and went to the kitchen to get a soda. As he returned to the couch henoticed movement out the window and frowned. He put the dtink down and went to the door, opening it and looking around for anybody who might be around.
He recieved a barrage of eggs and toilet paper for his troubles.
The 16 year old cursed loudly at the kids riding away on their bikes and threw a roll of toilet paper at them. As he slammed the door shut he stormed up to his bedroom and started going through his closet to find some new clothes to wear. He couldn’t believe that anyone could possibly be dumb enough to actually egg a house, especially the house of one of the most powerful men in LA. He sighed as he changed to clean the mess.
After changing into a pair of old jeans and a t-shirt Alex went downstairs and grabbed a bucket of soapy water along with a wash rag before heading outside into the heat. The summer was just coming to a close and with it cane the beginnings of fall, but today seemed to be unbareablly hot. Alex wiped the sweat from his briw and set to work cleaning the dried egg yolks off the side of the house.
He had only gotten about halfway through before a glint in the sunlight caught his attention. He sheilded his eyes from the glare abd looked at the object on the ground. A small wooden box was laying on the ground across the yard, a miniature mosiac made of gems embroidered onto the top of it. 
Alex walked over to the box and picked it up, picking it up curiously. It had a lock on it that had a familiar key hole on it, though he couldn’t place where he’d seen it before. He carried the box inside, forgetting the mess for the moment, and took it to his room. He sat down on the desk with it and examined it closely, looking for any way to get it open. As far as he could tell the only way was to find the key. He attempted to break the lock with a screwdriver but it wouldn’t budge. 
Alex sighed in frustrstion and sat back in his chair. He wished he coukd find the key and get the box open. He felt as though he needed to get it open for some odd reason. He opened his desk drawer and pulled out the necklace he kept there. It was just a pice of yarn with an old key on it that he’d had for years, but it was special to him for some reason. He chuckled as he though this could be the key he needed, but it was impossible. Still, he decided to humor himself and attempted to slip the key into the keyhole. To his surprise the key actually slid into the small opening with a soft click. The lid popped open and an odd pink mist billowed out of the opening, engulfing Alex. He tried to fight it but he slowly slumped over onto his desk, unconcious. 
Alex woke hours later and groaned as he sat up and rubbed his stiff neck. The box was still on the desk with the key still inside. He sighed as he found there was nothing inside and stood up to strech, assuming he had fallen asleep.
“Hello Master.” A quiet voice said from across the room. Alex whirled around to see a girl, about sixteen, maybe seventeen, lounging on his bed in a position that showed off all of her body, and oh what a body. Her long, raven blacl hair contrasted nicely with her pale, flawless skin. She had the most amazing stormy gray eyes Alex had ever seen and  a breath taking smile that made his heart beat and his cock begin to swell. She wore nothing but what seemed to be a multitude of silk strips that clung to her body in all the right places, showing off her large breasts and ample amount of cleavage. Her tits made her already amazing figure look even curvier and accentuated her hips. Her legs were long and toned, connecting at a firm and enticing bottom that begged to be groped. 
Alex just stood there, staring at her until he heard her giggle. “Master, you are staring.” She said in a sultry voice. Alex jumped and snapped out of his trance, becoming painfully aware of his hard member. 
“Uh…Sorry.” He muttered, trying to cover himself. The girl just giggled. “It is quite alright, Master, would you like me to remove my clothing so you may have an unobstructed view?”
Alex’s jaw dropped at the offer. Was she really offering to strip for him? Who was she anyway’s? Why the hell did he care, she was hot! So with that the teenager’s horny mind straightened out and he stood up straight and confident. “Yes. Strip for me.” He said in a commanding tone. Where had that come from? 
The girl grinned her sexy grin and stood up in front of him. “Yes master!” She said enthusiastically as she begab to remove the silk that covered her skin. Alex was nearly drooling at this point. Was she really going to do it? what was her game? how far could he take this? 
“Um…not that I’m not enjoying this but wjo are you? Why are you doing this?” Alex asked as he watched her large breasts come free. She had the cutest nipples he’d ever seen quarter sized Areaola’s with small pink nipples about the size of a pencil ereaser. 
“I am yours, Master. I am your Genie servant. I do this because you wish it.” She said seductivly as she finished removing her clothing. Her pussy was shaved with a small amount of moisture already leaking from her pink lips.
Alex raised an eyebrow at the naked beauty before him. He didn’t believe a word she said but he decided to play along. “Uh huh. You’re a Genie.” He said, crossing his arms. “Alright then. I wish to touch you.” 
The genie’s eyes lit up and she nodded enthusiastically. “Yes master!” She said, spreading her arms and legs for him. Alex, being a horny sixteen year old, went strsight for the breasts. At first he only lightly grazed her nippled with his fingers for fear of her getting angry. When she only closed her eyes and moaned softly he tentatively cupped her glorious tits and began to knead them gently. Genie gasped and bit her lip lustfully. “Oh, Master.” She moaned. Alex grinned at her moans and slowly leaned his head in, taking her left nipple into his mouth. She moaned loudly and tangled her fingers in his hair, holding his head on her boob. 
Alex continued to massage her other breast with his hand and used his free one to slide slowly down her flat stomac and over her inner thighs, avoiding her pussy. She groaned and bucked her hips in an attempt to get him to touch her there. Eventually he could wAit no longer and he cupped her bare mound in his hand, rubbing gently against it. The genie moaned in appreciation and threw her head back, shuddering as a small orgasm washed over her. 
Alex moved away from her then and smirked. “Alright what’s your game?” He asked her now that some of the fog had cleared from his mind. The genie just frowned. “There is no game, Master.” 
“Yeah right. No girl like you would come anywhere near a guy like me unless there was somethimg in it for her. So who sent you?” He asked, becoming annoyed. 
Her lip quivered ever so slightly. “No one has sent me to you Master. I am her only to please you. Are you not pleased with what we have done?”
“Oh I’m plenty pleased. But I wouldn’t have done that
if I was thinking straight.” The genie looked down. “I am sorry, Master.” Alex just waved it off.
“Whatever. And stop calling me that. My name is Alex.” He said as he started looking aroumd for cameras.
“Yes, Master. I mean…Alex.” She said shamefully. “What are you looking for?”
“Cameras, mikes, anything that might be planted in her to make me look idiotic.” Aled said as he continued looking. 
“There is no camera, Ma-Alex. I am truely your servant. Allow me to prove it.” Alex sighed in exasperation.
     
“Fine.” He said, looking at her still naked form. “If you’re my genie then I wish for my perfect blowjob.” He said, sitting on the bed.
The genie’s eyes took on
a far away look for a moment and Alex felt a tingling in the back of his head before she nodded. “Yes, Alex!” She said happily, dropping to her knees in front of him. Alex’s eyes widened at the prospect of this stunning beauty blowing him to orgasm. His cock became even harder as her delicate fingers slowly unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. She slipped her small hand into his boxers and wrapped her fingers around his stiff member, stroking it softly as she pulled it out. Alex wasn’t large by any means, only being about six inches in length when fully hard. He groaned as his dick was toched by another for the first time and he leaned back on his elbows to enjoy the view. 
The genie only stroked him for a moment before she leaned down to kiss the head, causing Alex to gasp and his cock to jump. The genie giggled and licked him from base to tip before taking the head into her mouth. Alex moaned at the sensation and tangled his hands in her hair. “Jesus.” He moaned.
The genie giggled at this, causing a vibrating sensation around his cock as she went deeper on him. Alex continued to moan and groan as she bobbed her head up and down in his lap and thrust up at her. She didn’t seem to mind as he shoved his cock down her throat and fucked her face relentlessly. 
Being a virgin, Alex didn’t exactly have very high stamina, meaning he was quickly building up to a massive climax. As the genie felt his cock begin to swell she sucked on him hard and bobbed up and down much faster. This was all it took as Alex groaned and began to fire jets of cum down her throat. She swallowed eagerly, not losing any as she let him slip out of her mouth. A few more small jets flew out and landed on her breasts as Alex slowly fell unconcious from the intense pleasure.
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Like I said. I rushed this part. It will get better starting next chapter. I promise.

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Cheerleader 2

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When Jamie met Heather and Janice that night at Sheri’s house, Heather let them in the back door and they found their way into the study where they hunkered down to wait. After a short wait, they heard Sheri and John coming in the door. Being careful not to make any noise, they carefully peeked out the study door into the living room, which they were able to easily see all of. As John sat on the couch, Sheri pulled a beer out of the wetbar and opened it, taking a big swallow before handing it to John. John grinned as he drank the beer, almost spilling it as Sheri sat on his lap and snuggled up to him.
Sheri leaned up against him and flicked her tongue out against his ear, tickling him. Then John turned to her and kissed her, softly at first, then with increasing intensity. As they continued sucking each other’s tongues, Jamie, Janice and Heather were laying on the floor, watching them from the study. Then they saw John’s hand slowly sneaking up from her waist to cup one of her tits. Sheri leaned into his hand, grinding her tit into his palm as he tentatively squeezed her tit in his hand. When she continued grinding her tit against his hand, he became more bold, massaging and squeezing her tit, finding the nipple sticking out against her shirt and rolling it between his fingers. Then he began to play with the other tit, carefully playing with her nipple and massaging her tit. After a few minutes of this, all the while continuing their kissing, John began to undo the buttons on Sheri’s shirt. Sheri feigned surprise and halfheartedly attempted to stop him, then appeared to give in and actually unbuttoned the last two buttons herself, pulling her shirt out from her skirt.
With her shirt out of the way, Sheri’s dark nipples could be seen through the material of her bra. Cupping her tits in his hands, John continued massaging them and playing with the nipples. Then he let his hand slide under one side of the bra to cup her bare breast in his hand, her hard, hot nipple scorching his hand as she pressed against him. Reaching behind herself, Sheri released the catch on her bra strap, allowing it to fall forward, releasing her tits to his eyes as well as his hands.
As her bra came off, John leaned over and took one of her nipples in his mouth, gently sucking it in and rolling it around between his teeth. Sheri gasped as she held his head against her. As he continued to suck on her tits, Sheri fell backwards onto the couch, allowing John to fall between her legs as he continued to suck her tits. After a while, John reached down with one hand and pushed it up under her skirt to rub her pussy through her panties. Sheri moaned but then pushed his hand away. John returned his attention to her tits, but then, after a few minutes, reintroduced his hand up her skirt and began to rub her pussy again through her panties.
This time Sheri didn’t push his hand away. As he continued to rub her pussy, the smell of her excitement began to fill the air, a heavy, musky scent, strangely intoxicating. With one leg splayed open off the couch onto the floor, Jamie, Janice and Heather could see the wet spot growing where they could see John’s fingers massaging and probing at her pussy. Then they saw him push a finger under the elastic of Sheri’s panties into her cunt. Sheri began to push even harder against his hand as it probed her pussy, pushing a finger up into her cunt and then teasing the clit he found sticking out from her pussy.
Suddenly Sheri pushed him off of her, sitting up, her tits swinging and her face flushed. Pushing him onto his back, glancing in the direction of the study, she unzipped his pants and fished his cock out of his pants. Jamie almost gasped out loud. The only time she had seen a cock had been when she’d see James going to the shower or into his room from the shower, and then it had never been hard and erect like John’s was now.
As Sheri grasped John’s cock in her hands, John groaned and lay back, his eyes closed. Sheri began to squeeze and massage John’s cock, causing a drop of pre-cum to glisten at the tip of his cock. Rubbing the drop of pre-cum all over the head of his cock with her hand, Sheri began to pump his cock with her hands, stroking it up and down as she pumped on it. At the same time, John reached up and began to massage Sheri’s ass, which was pointed in his direction at his side. As Sheri increased the tempo of her pumping, John pushed his hand into her panties and began to rub her cunt, pushing his fingers into her. Then John suddenly groaned out loud as his dick started pumping cum into the air, shooting wildly all over the place as Sheri continued to pump his dick, squeezing all of the cum out of it. When he finished spurting his load all over himself, Sheri leaned over and licked the last drop of cum from the end of his dick before letting it go.
John groaned and sat up, his spent cock limp in his lap, cum spattered all over himself. Sheri grinned at him as he stared at her, not believing what had just happened. Then Sheri lay back on the couch and spread her legs, saying, “Now it’s your turn to make me cum,” she said, “but you have to do it with your hands just like I did.”
With that, John pushed her skirt up as he pushed her legs open, one leg dangling off the couch, giving the girls a good view of her soaked panties. As John began to rub her pussy through her panties, Sheri looked over to where they were watching and smiled and winked at them. As John continued to rub her pussy, Sheri closed her eyes and lay her head back, enjoying it. Then John pulled her panties aside and slid his fingers into her cunt, pushing them all the way in. The sounds of John’s fingers squishing in Sheri’s cunt filled the room, along with the aroma of her sex heating up. The girls could see John’s fingers disappearing into Sheri’s cunt as John swirled them around in her, then they could see him grasping her clit between his fingers and squeeze it, causing Sheri to gasp out loud. As he continued to massage her clit and probe her hole with his fingers, Sheri began to writhe on the couch, pushing her cunt into John’s hand as he played with her. Then without warning, Sheri began to vibrate as her orgasm took her, her juices flooding from her cunt onto John’s hand. As she stopped quaking as her orgasm subsided, John leaned forward and licked her cunt from bottom to top, licking the juices from her cunt lips, then sitting up.
Sheri smiled at him and reached down and rubbed herself, feeling her juices continue to seep from her pussy. Sitting up, she reached over and rubbed her juices from her hand onto John’s now aroused cock, causing it to twitch in excitement. Leaning over, she took the head of his cock between her lips and gently sucked, tasting his cum and swirling her tongue around the head of his cock. As John groaned in delight, Sheri suddenly stopped and sat up.
“Oh, my God, look what time it is,” she said, looking at her watch. “My parents will be home any minute. You’d better go before they get here.”
John looked at her in surprise, his cock standing straight up in front of him. But as she hurried him, he stuffed his cock back into his pants and arranged his clothes. As Sheri walked him to the door, her tits swinging, she kissed him passionately, letting her tongue run into his mouth before saying goodnight and thanking him for a wonderful time. As John asked her if she’d like to go out again, Sheri said they’d talk about it later. Then she shut the door behind him as he left and ran back to the couch, laughing as she jumped on it and Jamie, Janice and Heather came out of the study.
They were all still panting from the excitement of what they had just seen, the smell of Sheri’s cunt still in the air and the sight of John’s hard cock still imprinted in their minds.
“Well, what did you think of that?” Sheri asked triumphantly.
“Outrageous,” Heather said. “I can’t believe you got him so excited and then just kicked him out with his cock standing up in the air.”
“Now he’ll know there’s something to come back for,” Sheri said smugly. “If he’d gotten all he’d wanted tonight, I’d lose control of the situation. That’s the secret, maintain control.”
“His cock sure was big,” Janice said. “What did it taste like when you licked it?”
“Oh, you know, it’s nice. Sort of salty and tangy.”
“He had his fingers pushed right up inside of you, didn’t he?” Janice asked.
“Sure did,” Sheri said. “It felt nice. Haven’t you ever pushed your own fingers into yourself just to see what it feels like?”
“Just a little,” Janice blushed, “never that far.”
“What did it feel like when he licked you?” Jamie asked shyly.
“That’s the best of all,” Sheri said with a sigh. “I could have that done all day long and never get tired of it. It feels so good,” she said as she rubbed her pussy. “God, my panties are soaked,” she said, pulling them off. “See,” as she offered her panties to them to inspect.
Heather took Sheri’s panties from her and squeezed them, feeling how moist they were. Then she held them out in front of Janice and Jamie, telling them to feel, to have a smell. Janice tentatively poked at them with her finger, feeling the stickiness from Sheri’s cum. Jamie just stood there.
“So, you still think your brother’s going to resist me?” Sheri asked Jamie. “He’ll be just that easy. They all are. But I promise you, I’ll make sure you get to watch, just like tonight. In fact, I bet I can get him to go out with me tomorrow night. What do you say?”
“We’ll be here to witness, won’t we,” Heather agreed. “But if you don’t have any luck, I’m going to try, okay? Even if you do have some luck, maybe I’ll try anyway, see which one of us he likes the most.”
“You don’t have a chance,” Sheri said. “It’s not that you’re not pretty or anything, it’s just that I have a way with boys.”
“Anyone can have a way with boys if they’re willing to be that easy,” Heather retorted. “We’ll see what happens when he has a choice.”
“That’s fine with me,” Sheri said.
“Well, I’ve got to go home,” Jamie said. “I told my parents I’d be in by midnight. I’ll see you guys tomorrow.”
“Goodnight, Jamie,” Janice said.
“Night, Jamie.”
When Jamie got home, she was in a turmoil. It had been very exciting watching Sheri and John on the couch. She wondered if all guys had cocks like John or if they were different. She wondered what James was going to do if Sheri decided that she was going to get him. It would be hard to resist, she admitted. She decided to talk to James before she went to bed, so she quietly opened the door to his room in case he was already asleep, not wanting to wake him. But when she eased into his room, he wasn’t in his bed. Knowing how late it was, she was surprised, because James always made it home by curfew.
As she turned to leave the room, she noticed a little movement from James’ closet and a little shaft of light. Tiptoeing over to the closet, Jamie peeked in and saw James bending over in the closet, his face pressed against the back wall. Looking closer, adjusting to the light, she saw that he was naked, with his hard cock in his hand, massaging it. Without thinking, Jamie gasped and James spun around, his cock still in his hand. Trying to cover himself, rather unsuccessfully, he stammered, asking Jamie what she was doing in his room at this time of night.
“I wanted to talk to you,” she said. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to spy or sneak up on you,” she said, embarrassed, trying not to look at James’ cock sticking out from between his legs. It was much larger than John’s had seemed earlier. Maybe it was because she was so much closer. Glancing away from his cock to the back of the closet, Jamie saw a shaft of light coming from the wall. Looking curiously at it, she asked James what it was.
“Oh, nothing,” he replied lamely, still trying to cover his cock with his hands.
“But where’s the light coming from?” Jamie persisted.
“It’s nothing,” he said. “Don’t worry about it.”
But Jamie quickly stepped into the closet and bent over, looking into the hole the light was coming from. As she looked into the hole, she realized that she was looking into her parents’ closet, which was open, giving her a view into their bedroom. As she looked, she realized that her parents were on the bed with no clothes on. Standing up, she turned to James with a look of astonishment on her face.
“That’s mom and dad’s room,” she said. “You can see right into the room.”
“You shouldn’t look in there,” James said.
“And you should?” Jamie retorted, bending over and again looking into the hole.
As she looked into the hole, she could see her father’s feet sticking off the end of the bed pointing towards her, her mother astride her father, riding up and down on his cock. Gasping, she watched as her mother continued to ride up and down on her father’s cock, which was glistening from the juices running from her mother’s cunt. Jamie hadn’t seen her parents naked since she was a little girl, and seeing her father’s cock plunging into and out of her mother’s cunt was just unbelievable.
Standing up, she turned and looked at James, whose cock had subsided somewhat.
“I can’t believe this,” she said. “How did you find this hole?”
“I just noticed it there after we moved in. I don’t think they know about it,” he added with a smile. “Imagine how they’d react if they knew.”
“Yeah, just imagine,” Jamie said, returning to look into the hole. “I can’t believe we’re doing this,” she said, standing up and motioning that he could look into the hole again.
James looked embarrassed as he stood with his hands in front of his cock, trying to hide his slowly relaxing cock. After a minute’s hesitation, he moved to the hole, gluing his eye to it. As he did so, Jamie kneeled down next to him and told him to tell her what was going on.
“Come on, describe it,” she insisted.
“Well, mom’s getting off of dad and she’s turning around. She’s starting to lick him and suck on him,” James said in a whisper.
He couldn’t believe he was bent over naked in the closet with his twin sister, looking at his parents have sex through a hole in the closet. As he watched his mother begin to suck on his father’s cock, James’ cock began to get hard again, just thinking of his sister standing next to him.
As Jamie knelt next to James, she saw his cock begin to harden again as he watched their parents through the hole. Reaching out, she lightly stroked his cock, causing him to jump.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he asked in astonishment.
“I won’t hurt you,” she said. “This is all crazy and new to me. Do you mind if I touch it?”
“Well, yes — no, I guess it’s all right to touch it. But why do you want to?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen anyone’s like this. You’re my brother, I can trust you not to hurt me or anything.”
Turning back to the hole, James saw his mother letting his father’s cock slide all the way into her mouth, almost completely disappearing as it slid to the back of her throat. As she was letting it slide back out of her mouth, he felt Jamie stroke his cock again, very softly. With a groan he just watched his mother sucking his father while Jamie continued to softly stroke his cock, sometimes straying to his balls.
“What’s happening now?” Jamie asked as she continued to stroke his cock.
“Mom’s still sucking on dad,” he replied as she slid her hand around his cock, lightly squeezing it. “Now she’s sliding her leg across his chest and putting her pussy into his face. Now he’s licking on her while she’s sucking him.”
“Let me see,” Jamie said, pushing him aside as she put her eye to the hole, never relinquishing her grip on his cock.
As she looked into the hole, Jamie saw her mother sucking her father’s cock while he was licking her pussy. Squeezing James’ cock harder, she began to lightly pump it while she watched her parents. James groaned as she continued to play with him. None of his girlfriends had ever done this, and here was his sister, playing with his cock while watching their parents suck each other. Then Jamie stood up and allowed James access to the hole once again.
As he put his eye to the hole, Jamie wrapped her arms around him from behind, grasping his cock with both hands as she began to massage him. As she began to massage him more vigorously, James reached back behind himself and let his hand slide up her thigh to push against her panty- covered pussy, which was beginning to get a little damp. As he continued to watch their parents suck each other, Jamie kept up her massage of his cock while he rubbed her pussy through her panties.
After a few minutes, he pushed his hand down into her panties, through her bush, and ran his finger up and down her slit, causing her to sigh as she sagged against him. He continued to run his finger up and down her slit, sometimes pushing it into the slit and running it up and down her pussy, feeling the moisture beginning to form. Jamie sighed with pleasure as James continued to run his finger up and down her pussy, sometimes pushing it a little way into her hole, then rubbing her little clit.
Suddenly Jamie released her grip on James’ cock and backed away from him. Standing up in surprise, James moved aside as Jamie bent to the hole. As she put her eye to the hole, she reached and grasped his cock again, squeezing it. A drop of pre-cum formed on the end, and without looking, Jamie smeared it all over the head of his cock, causing him to groan with pleasure.
Sitting on the ground next to her, James reached up her skirt and began to massage her pussy again. Reaching up, he pulled her panties down, which she stepped out of without comment. Then he began to play with her pussy in earnest. As he continued to run his fingers through her pussy, Jamie let her legs spread apart, giving him easier access.
“What’s happening?” James asked as he continued to play in her pussy.
“Dad’s fucking mom doggy style,” Jamie said, pushing her pussy into his hand as he rubbed her clit. She watched as her father’s cock pistoned in and out of her mother’s pussy, seeing his balls slap against her as he drove his cock home. “You look,” she said.
As James bent over to look into the hole, Jamie knelt down next to him again and took his cock into her hands. As James watched his mother being fucked while his sister played with his cock, he almost burst out laughing. Suddenly he felt Jamie’s breath on his cock. Glancing down, he saw the tip of her tongue flick out to taste the drop of pre-cum forming at the end of his dick. Holding his breath, he watched as Jamie gently began to lick his cock, softly bathing it with her velvety tongue. Almost afraid to move, James watched as his sister began to lightly suck on the head of his cock, holding it between her lips as she gently ran her tongue all around the head. Then she opened her mouth and let it slide a few inches into her mouth on her tongue, gently sucking it as she drew her head back to tease the slit in the end with her tongue.
With a groan, James slid to the ground next to Jamie and sat with his back to the wall as she continued to softly suck and lick his cock. As she began to bob up and down on his cock, exciting him even more, James could feel his balls begin to churn and knew that he was going to cum any minute if she kept this up. Gently pulling her up from his cock, he explained that he was going to cum in her face if she kept it up. Smiling, Jamie assured him that she wanted to see what it looked like.
“Let me relax a second and play with you, then you can do it again,” James suggested.
As she looked at him, James gently pushed her back on the ground, pushing her knees apart as he did so, exposing her bright red bush to his eyes with the vermilion slit running through it. Gently running his finger up and down her slit, he knelt over her and opened her pussy lips with both hands, getting a close-up view of her open pussy. It was all red and glistening, her little hole at the bottom just visible and her clit engorged and swollen at the top. Bending over, James let his tongue flick out and taste Jamie. Then he let his tongue run up and down her open pussy, licking the entire length of it. Jamie gave a big sigh and reached down and stroked his head as he began to lick her pussy, just like a cat. Then he began teasing her hole with his tongue, pushing it into her and swirling it around. It felt so good, she thought as she held his head into her pussy. Then he grasped her clit with his lips and began to worry it, kneading it with his lips and lightly chewing on it with his teeth. Jamie began to thrash on the ground as an orgasm caught her. She writhed with ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her, flooding James’ tongue and mouth with her juices. James eagerly lapped them up, sucking the last of her juices from her before sitting back and just staring at his sister’s cunt pouting open, staring at him.

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my surprising step daughter 2

Last night had been unbelievable! I had been sitting watching a movie with my girlfriend Judy, when she had started to get a little frisky under the duvet, playing with my dick and teasing me almost to the point of cumming. ‘So what? ‘ I hear you ask, well, the big deal is that her teenage daughter Emma was under the duvet with us, watching the movie and totally oblivious to what was going on right beside her! At least that’s what I thought, but as soon as her Mom popped upstairs, Emma took right over where Mom left off.
Emma was new to the art of jerking off men, but she proved to be a quick learner and soon she had not only given me a wank in a million, but she had learned a rather good blow job technique.
I’ve got a bigger dick than most guys, though not the mega-dicks you might see in a porno, but it didn’t present any problems for Emma, and I have to say, watching her lick my spunk from my belly was incredible. And I never even laid a finger on her!
Well, next morning I didn’t know how to behave.
I went downstairs for breakfast and both Emma and her Mom Judy were there. Judy knew nothing about what had being going on, and in front of her Mom, Emma behaved as if nothing had happened. Every time Judy turned her back however, Emma would give me a look as if to say ‘fuck me, and do it right here and right now!’
Judy turns round, and Emma is sitting demure as ever, as if butter wouldn’t melt! Well, the little devil teased me solid for 3 days, and when I say solid, I’m pretty sure you can imagine what I mean! I had never really paid her much attention before, thinking she was a bit young, and considering I was banging her Mom whenever I felt like it. But since that night I became aware of every curve of her body. The way she walked and even just stood. Her long hair, pretty smile and my God her mouth!. God knows how I never fainted through lack of blood to the brain as I had a permanent boner. I knew she was teasing me, and I also knew that given the chance, I was going to fuck her brains out. I think she knew it too, and that was what made the sexual tension so strong for the next few days. In one of my few calm moments that week, I made a resolution. Emma was undoubtedly hot, and a total tease. I would fuck her given the chance, but for some strange reason, she was going to have to drop her panties for me. Call it weird, but I swore to myself that the first time I fucked her, she would take her panties off for me, before I laid a finger on her. This notion, although strange helped me tolerate her teasing. This was a good job, because she clearly had decided to step up the pressure.
Now, every time we were alone, or when her Mom wasn’t looking, she would lick her lips provocatively, or come close up to me and run a single finger along my lips. Once or twice, she would look down at the bulge in my pants and run a single finger along my cock, look me in the eye and say ‘yum, yum’ and lick her lips again. Often that would damn near finish me off there and then, and indeed once I had to rush off to the bathroom and shoot a load into the sink. But I never laid a finger on her. She was hot as hell and had already sucked my dick, but I restrained myself. At least until the Saturday morning……..
Judy woke early and went off to her job, working at a shoe shop in town. I stayed in bed a half hour or so, then fancied a coffee. The house was quiet so I slipped downstairs in my boxers and brewed myself a coffee in the kitchen. As I stood there, feeling that first caffeine hit of the day, Emma came into the kitchen. She had come straight from her bed and was wearing a long t-shirt which only just covered her gorgeous little ass, and a pair of white panties.
Her lovely titties bounced as she came into the room and went to the fridge for a drink. I just stood and watched, as she bent over looking for the milk. Her shirt ran up, exposing her butt, shrouded in those lacy little briefs, and giving just a glimpse of the heaven that lay between her young legs. She knew exactly what she was doing and as she straightened she turned and looked me up and down.
‘My oh my’ she said, ‘someone’s up bright and early!’
I looked down and saw that my dick was not only rock hard and ready to fuck her there and then, but it had popped out through the front of my boxers and was in full, glistening and throbbing view.
She smiled, licked her lips and said ‘so, daddy ready for a little more fun?’
‘Fuck yes’ I gasped as she walked towards me, leant over slightly and took my rock hard tool in her hand.
Her palm was still cool from holding the milk bottle and it was an incredible feeling as she started to stroke me.
‘wait’ I said, ‘I want something a little different this time’ and took her hand away.
I put both hands on her shoulders and felt her get ready to go down on her knees. I knew she would give me a blow job there and then, but that’s not what I wanted.
With a hand on each shoulder I turned her round, so she had her back to me. Then I pulled her back towards me and embraced her. I put my hands on her hips and gently lifted her up slightly. As I did so, I guided my cock up between her legs and sat her down along the length on my prick. She looked down and saw my cock head peeking out from between her legs and giggled.
‘now its time to learn a new trick’ I whispered into her ear, as I used my hands on her hips to guide her as she ran her pussy up and down along the length of my rock hard dick.
Once again she got the idea quickly, and soon she had her palms on the work surface as she leant forward and stroked my dick up and down along her cunt. I just stood there, with my hands on her hips and gently let her masturbate me with her pussy. Of course, she was masturbating herself as well, rubbing herself along this huge piece of meat between her legs, and it soon became obvious when she discovered which movement suited her best.
Back and fro she writhed, straddling my dick and for good measure, every now and again I would put a little downward pressure on her hips at just the right time. When I got it right, I could feel my cock push into her, restrained only by the thin fabric of her panties. No sooner had I pushed my cock there, I would move her off and keep the stroke going. We were bringing each other off nicely and it was an incredible feeling.
Just when I thought she was about to come, I decided to punish her for the last few days of unceasing cock-teasing.
With both hands on her hips, I pushed her forward and pressed her body hard down onto the counter. My cock was pushing hard against her panties, and I’m fairly sure I had a good inch or so up inside her. I leant over, and whispered in her ear.
‘that was great Emma, but I think I’ ll need a shower now. I’m heading off upstairs. If you want to come up, I could do with someone to soap my back’
This was a gamble for me. If Emma stayed downstairs, it was a quick wank in the shower and the thought of what I could have had there and then in the kitchen.
But if she came upstairs? Who knows what would happen.
I pulled myself off her, and headed up to the shower. As I stood there, running the shower, my cock was throbbing away madly so I slowly started to jerk myself off. Emma hadn’t made an appearance and I was cursing my stupidity when I heard the bathroom door open, and Emma walked in. she stood there, watching for a moment or two as I slowly stroked long and firm movements up and down my cock. I soaped up my hands and started washing my cock and balls and she watched intently, never taking her eyes off my prick.
After a while she whispered
‘ still need your back done do you?’
‘sure’ I replied.
She started to come forward to the shower and then paused as she realised she still had on her t-shirt and panties. She hesitated, as she considered whether to come in or not.
Little did she know that this was the big moment for me. If she slipped those panties off then she was going to get nailed right there and then in that shower.
My hand was moving faster and faster on my cock now as I jerked off in front of her.
‘come on in Emma, ‘ I whispered, ‘I got something here that I think you like’
That seemed to break her momentary pause and she stood still for a moment, then bent down and slipped her pants off. Then, straightening up she slipped her t-shirt off over her head, and paused before she stepped into the shower cubicle with me.
During that pause, I took in every curve of her hot young body.
God, she was magnificent!
Slim, beautiful waist with a lovely pair of titties. Still not the fully grown breasts of a mature woman, but certainly bigger than average. Although to be honest, I hadn’t seen many ld girls naked of late. However, I would be happy to look at a few more like this one given half a chance.
She stepped forward into the shower.
It was a fairly tight space and she was pressed up against me, looking up into my eyes as she whispered.
‘ok, do you want to do me first, or will I do you?’ I’m pretty sure she meant soaping each others backs and didn’t realise the double meaning, but I just smiled and said I think I should do you first.
‘turn around’ I said, ‘just like we were downstairs’
She did so, and I began to soap lather up and down her back.
My cock was jutting out like an extra arm, and I made no attempt to prevent it from rubbing back and forward across her ass as I massaged her soapy back. She leant back into me as I put my hands on her hips and I felt my cock press itself, as if by auto-pilot between the cheeks of her ass. I let it stay there and gently slipped my hands round her waist and started to wash her stomach as I stretched around her.
My cock was grinding up and down between her cheeks as I soaped her up, and gradually moved my hands up to cup her magnificent tits. I could feel her nipples stiffen as I massaged the soap into her breasts and she began to moan and pant as I ground my cock into her ass.
With a sudden movement I slipped my hands back down to her waist, and once again lifted her onto my cock. Straight away I returned my hands to her tits and squeezed and fondled her through the bubbles. As I soaped her up, she started rubbing herself along the length of my cock once again. But this time there was a big difference.
Without the fabric of her lacy knickers in the way, my cock was pushing between the lips of her lovely little box with every stroke.
I returned my hands to her waist and repeated my exercise of before. Changing the direction and action of the stroke from time to time, to just penetrate her and pull out immediately and continue grinding her along the length of my cock.
Each time I did this she gasped, and began to push herself onto me.
I stood there and paused for a moment. ‘ I know what you want Emma, and I’m going to make you ask me for it. Every third stroke, I’ll give you a little taster though, just so you can be sure’
With that, I carried on the stroking action. Pulling her gently along the length of my prick. With every third stroke, I would change the motion and gently push my dick into her a little, before pulling out and carrying on. She would gasp every time and it was obvious that she was counting the strokes. Each time the third stroke came, she would wriggle and try to get more of my cock into her, but I would slip out just in time and she had to wait for another 3 strokes.
This was driving her crazy, and having no small effect on me either, I must admit.
I so wanted to plunge myself deep into her and fuck her hard but somehow I held myself back. After about 60 strokes (yes I was counting, some people think of football scores to delay things, I was counting ok?) she began to moan and gasp faster.
‘Fuck, fuck oh fuck’ she gasped as I continued the remorseless rhythm.
‘Fuck, fuuuucccck oh fucking hell ‘she moaned as she came closer and closer to her first cock induced orgasm.
‘NOW, NOW!, Fuck me please’ she cried as on stroke number 87 she wriggled to impale herself onto my dick.
‘well, since you asked me nicely’ I shouted as I commenced stroke 90. this time, as my cock pushed between the lips of her cunt I just kept on pushing. She was so wet I slipped in with little delay, feeling only a slight resistance as I took her virginity there and then. She was deliciously tight and after a quick pause when she dealt with the discomfort of losing her cherry and having a rock hard dick grinding into her for the first time she began to breath heavily again as I slowly fucked her from behind.
I left one hand on her waist and guided her motions as, with my other hand I rubbed the lovely curve of her ass as I fucked her.
Gently I slipped my hand round, and ran my finger down into the crack of her butt. I fucked her steadily as she gasped and moaned on top of my cock, then began to run my finger around her butt hole.
There was plenty of soapy water around her ass by now, so there was ample lubrication as I began to slip my finger into her ass, in time with the thrusts from my steady fucking.
She tensed immediately as my finger entered her, and I whispered to her, ‘don’t worry, you’ll enjoy it. Relax and go with it!’
Like a good (or bad) girl, she did as she was told and I steadily slipped more and more of my finger into her as I fucked her.
By now she was moaning constantly and I knew I could not keep going myself for much longer.
I pulled my finger out of her ass and gripped her hips hard. Now, my cock was plunging in and out of her and if I could have I would have climbed up and got my whole body in there. I began to push harder and harder, and gripped her hips as I ground myself into her.
After just a few strokes I felt myself beginning to come. Quickly, I pulled my cock out of her, and this long motion seemed to be the trigger that sent her over the edge as she began to moan as her orgasm built up and broke through. I began to shoot my load as burst after burst of hot spunk shot up and landed over her ass, only to be washed away by the jets of the shower.
As the spasms began to subside, I slipped my hand between Emmas legs and began to stroke her pussy. She obviously wasn’t finished with her orgasm as she felt my fingers touch her and she started to come again.
I turned her around to face me, knelt down and buried my face between her legs. What with her pushing her pussy into my face, and the water from the shower pouring down, breathing wasn’t the easiest thing in the world, but I began to slip my tongue in and out of her, nibbled gently at her pussy and gave her a first introduction to being eaten out.
She tasted great, and I knew I was going to have to have plenty more of this teenage pussy as I brought her to orgasm after orgasm.
After a minute or two, I had to surface for air, so I leant back and looked up at her.
‘well Emma’ I Said, ‘seems like i got myself a cock hungry young lady here. And I’ve got plenty of cock for you to enjoy, so maybe we should get into the habit of partying together, what do you think?’
She didn’t say anything, but judging by the way she grabbed my head and pushed my face back between her legs, I took that to be a definite ‘yes’.
This was the first, but a long way from the last time that I fucked Emma. Basically, every time we were alone, our eyes would meet and we would jump onto each other and fuck. Emma began to show an adventurous side to her fucking, which I was glad to benefit from. But little did I know just how adventurous she was prepared to be. Who knows, perhaps soon I’ll be able to share with you another surprise story about my girl friends daughter Emma, and my growing fondness for teenage pussy?

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This is a rewrite of a previous story. Some errors were corrected and I added a new ending.