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Jessie’s abduction and abuse

Tommy was so excited that he had just finished building his house. His dad was a contracter, so he had been on lots of construction sites helping his dad over the years learning how to build a house and use heavy equipment. It was located in central Indiana. It had been built tucked back into a small set of woods that was surrounded by cornfields, just off of an old rarely used country road. It took him nearly three years and countless back-breaking hours, but he built it from the ground up by himself. It wasn’t a big place but it was what he always wanted, and built to his specifications. The best thing about the house was how secluded it was, it needed to be for what he been planning. He was thirty-two years old, a decent looking guy with short crop haircut. After college he landed a good position at a hospital and had worked his way up to management in a relatively short amount of time. He had more than enough money to have a nice custom home built, but he enjoyed the satisfaction of doing it himself and also what he was building had to be done in secret. He had started off the new house by digging a large trench big enough to sink a steel shipping container below ground level. Over this he poured concrete for his new slab floor. He had left a small entrance to the container through the concrete. This would be sealed over later with a hatch accessible through his master bedroom walk-in closet, hidden beneath carpet. Before the container had been sunk below ground it had been converted into a two room bunker. One room had a bed, a flat panel tv, a small refrigerator and microwave. The other room consisted of a computer desk and chair, various electronic equipment, another tv and the passage to the closet in the house. The two rooms were separated by a very heavy metal door with heavy duty locks.
He was anxious because today was going to be the big day that he had been contemplating for quite some time. His job was thirty miles away, and he commuted the thirty minutes on mainly country roads. He had taken the week off from work in preparation for today. There was a boy that he had seen on his way to work, waiting for the school bus, every morning for nearly a year. The boy was a very cute little brown haired boy, probably around ten years old. There had been a couple of days that on his way home from work, he had been caught behind the bus as it stopped to drop the kid off at his home. He had noticed that there was a small compact car at the boy’s house in the morning, but not in the afternoon when he got home. Awesome he thought, probably a single mom that works until later in the afternoon or a has a long commute. The boy’s house was itself a pretty secluded, no other old farm houses for quite a distance. Tommy had driven there on that Monday around 3 o’clock, again no car in the drive. He knocked on the door, in one of his hands he had some local politicians pamphlets. He had thought that if he was wrong and someone was home, it would be a good excuse as to why he was knocking on the door. No one answered. Sweet he thought, so good so far. He pulled his car around the back of the house where it couldn’t be seen from the road.The bus would be there shortly and he was ready. The boy he had been watching, would use the back door when the bus dropped him off. Tommy pulled on a pair of heavy leather gloves, put on a face mask and stuffed a glock into his waistband. He got out of the car and walked the short distance to the back corner of the house. He could hear the bus in the distance. The thoughts of what were about to happen got him excited, the front of his jeans started to bulge with the excitement. The buss’s breaks screeched as it came to a stop, the door opened and the boy stepped off and walked to the back door. He was looking down at his ipod as he rounded the corner. He never even saw it coming. Tommy pounced on the boy, holding one hand over his mouth and the gun to his head. “Do what I say and I wont hurt you.” The boy nodded his head indicating he understood. Tommy laughed on the inside at what he had just said, because he knew it to be false. He would hurt him later, but just enough to keep the boy scared and dominated. He grabbed the boy by the back of the neck and led him to the drivers side his car. He pushed the boy through and had pulled back the passenger seat enough that the kid would be crumpled up on the car’s floor. Tommy grabbed into the back seat and retrieved a roll of duct tape. He tore off a small piece and put it over the boys mouth. He taped the boys wrists together and then his legs. He stuffed the boy down onto the floor. Stay there and don’t move this will all be over very soon. Tommy shifted the car into gear and pulled onto the empty road and drove the ten miles home not saying a word.
He pulled into his gravel drive and up to the front of his recently completed house. He walked around to the passenger side, pulled the door open and grabbed the boy under the arm and hoisted him up and out. He picked him up by the waist and walked to the door. He could smell the boys scent. It was intoxicating. A mixture of hormones that smelled of sweet boy sweat and fear. Tommy set the boy down and unlocked the door and again picked up the boy and walked in. He shut the door and locked it. He made his way with his catch to the bedroom closet. Tommy pulled the duct tape off of his hands and feet leaving it on his mouth. Now it was all setting in for the boy, he started to whimper and tears dribbled down his precious smooth face. He bent down to the boy. “Dont worry, it’ll be ok.” “This is almost over, ok buddy.” He nodded his head and the tears stopped. Tommy pulled back the carpet and opened the hatch and guided the boy down the ladder into his buried lair. He climbed down after the boy, closing the hatch behind him. He opened the heavy door and guided the boy in. Tommy locked the door with a latch that was too high for the young boy to reach. He pulled the tape off the boys mouth in a swift motion. Now Tommy could see just how beautiful the sweet little boy was. He stared up at him with those cute little brown doe eyes, his hair gently sweeping across his forehead. So sweet. “Whats your name?” Tommy asked. The boy replied “j-j-jessie.” “Well I’m Tommy, you’re going to be staying with me for a while.” The boy whimpered a meek “but why?” “Because now you’re my little cum dumpster” and with that Tommy backhanded the boy. Jessie hit the floor with a thud, and started crying. He grabbed him by face and turned it up to his. “Stop fucking crying you little bitch.” Tommy yelled. He leaned in and stuffed his tongue in Jessie’s mouth, Jessie tried wriggling out of his grip but wasn’t near strong enough to have any effect. Tommy grabbed the boy by the back of the head and forced his tongue deeper into his mouth. Pulling back, Tommy stood up and started barking orders. Take your shirt off you little punk. Jessie complied. His body was young hairless and creamy. Perfectly skinny with perky little nipples and flat little belly. Tommy picked him up under his armpits and carried him to the bed and tossed him down. Tommy had a raging hard on since he first grabbed little Jessie. He was pre-cumming so much that it was oozing through his jeans. He could barely keep from blowing his load at just the sight of his terrified half naked prey. He took his shirt off and slipped out of his shoes. He had to undo his jeans because the pressure against his pants was too much. He reached down and took Jessie’s shoes off. “How old are you?” “I’m nine” Jessie said. “Well I’m going to use your little body any way I want.” “If you ever try to escape or don’t do what you are told, then I will fucking kill you.” “You mean nothing to me.” “You will be my own personal fuck doll.” He could tell Jessie had no idea what he was talking about, except for the death threat. He crawled on top of Jessie and grabbed both of his wrists with one hand and pulled them over the boys head and held them pinned there. Tommy started licking the boy all over, his neck, ear, armpits, and his nipples. He especially liked licking and sucking the little v on Jessie’s neck. He released the boys hands and instead grabbed him by the hair on the back of his head. He pulled back and Jessie instinctively let out a yelp. Tommy spit into his gaping mouth. He released him again, this time putting his hand on the kid’s throat and started choking him. His face starting turning red, then almost purple right to the edge of passing out before Tommy released his grip. While he was still dazed, Tommy unbuttoned his captives’ pants, got up and ripped them off by the legs almost pulling Jessie off the bed. The boy was wearing classic white Fruit of the Loom briefs, those were stripped off just as quick. Tommy stood taking the rest of his clothes off all the while drinking in all of the loveliness of his play toy. He was dripping pre-cum by this point, close to cumming without even touching his cock. He ordered the boy to sit on the side of the bed. He stood in front of the boy his 7 inch dick pulsating ready to explode. He started rubbing the pre-cum on Jessie’s lips with his engorged cock head. It was all too much, and he started to explode on Jessie’s face with the force he had never experienced before. “Ahhh fuck yeah take it faggot.” Holding his dick to the boys mouth and shooting load after hot gooey load into his mouth. It was so much cum it filled his mouth and spilled out. It went everywere, running down his angelic face, onto his chest and on his tiny flaccid cock and balls. Tommy had never cum that much, but then again he hadn’t ever kidnapped and molested a little boy either. He shot a good ten splashes of hot jiszm, so good that his legs trembled and almost went weak. He stroked the last bit of juice out and smeared it across his tender face. God damn that was good. You did good, he said, and bent down and kissed him on the forehead.
“Round two” Tommy barked. He pushed Jessie back on to the bed. His cock was still rock hard and ready. Tommy lifted his boys legs by the ankles until his feet were near his head. He ordered Jessie to hold his legs up. He did what he was told. Tommy was kneeling on the bed, Jessie splayed out on his back, legs in the air. His tiny little pink butt-hole aiming at Tommy’s throbbing cock. He cupped his hand and gathered some of his cum from the boys belly and swept it over his cock and onto Jessie’s hole. He stuck a cum lubed finger into his ass, Jessie winced. Then another finger went in. Jessie yelped as his little hole was stretched. “Relax buddy, it only hurts for a minute.” He started to relax and his ass muscles stopped clinching. A third finger went in. He pulled his fingers out gathered more cum and then stuck all three back in. He finger fucked the boy for a few minutes. He wanted to be gentle with his new toy, he was going to be around for a while and he wanted his boys parts to be well used but not used up. The finger fucking got Jessie hard, He knew that he wasn’t enjoying it, but the stimulation his prostate was receiving betrayed him. Tommy moved up, the head of his cock entering the boys asshole. Tommy’s dick was bigger in girth than his three fingers and he slowly worked the tip in. When the head of his dick popped inside the boy, he winced and instinctively jumped, but Tommy’s hand on the boys belly kept him in place. Slowly he moved deeper into his bowels. Jessie murmured an “uh uh” every time his throbbing cock moved in more. “Yeah you like this don’t you. I’m going to fuck your tight little hole so good.” Tommy got balls deep inside the boy. All the way up to the hilt of his cock. His balls resting on Jessie’s little ass. His soft warm insides hugging Tommy’s dick. He started slowly pumping, Jessie letting out a short cry every time he rammed it home. “Just relax, it wont hurt as bad.” He started to relax and loosen up. Jessie started getting hard again, his little 2 inch dick standing at attention. Tommy got into a rhythm pounding his boys ass harder and and harder with each thrust. He grabbed his legs and in one spinning motion turned Jessie on his fat cock putting him in the doggy position. He reached up with one hand and grabbed the boys hair, the other hand on his waist. He thrust deep into him, pulling him back on his cock repeatedly. After a few more thrusts and he was splashing his insides with his seed. Fuck yeah he said with a small bit of drool escaping his mouth. It felt like he would keep cumming forever, His cum was escaping from around his cock running down the boys legs. He collapsed onto Jessie’s back, forcing him down into the bed. His cock slowly softening. He whispered in Jessie’s ear “I love you”. With that he pulled back and plopped out of the boy’s thoroughly used ass. He reached over and grabbed a towel off the end of the bed and threw it on Jessie, who had not moved since he pulled out. He reached down again and this time grabbed a pair of leg shackles and cuffed Jessie’s feet. The shackles were chained with a long length to the side of the container. The boy could move around the room if he wanted, but only so far, keeping him just shy of the door. Tommy walked to the door, turned and told Jessie that he would be back soon, unlocked it and walked out locking it behind him.
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Christmas is Cuming

Once again my extended family is getting together for the holidays, but now Sonja isn’t going to be there. Is Lilly expecting a relationship? And is there anything I can do to get back at my sister? Where do I go from here? Will this Christmas be merry? Sequel to “Rocket’s Red Glare” and “Thanksgiving To Get Her”

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Meat Feast – Part 2

Connor was 16. 6 Foot, brown eyes, Not bad looking either. Not athletic, but certainly not fat. More than anything, he was an academic. He got the grades.
His brother, Cooper was 2 years older. Loved sport, about 2 inches taller and toned. HE was the pretty boy with blue eyes and blond hair everyone loves.
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They both jumped. How long had they been on the floor together?
Connor jumped up and pulled his discarded shorts on buttoning them up as he headed for the front door. Cooper gathered together his brothers shirt and his own jockstrap and threw them to the side of the sofa and move away to the other door his dick flopping from side to side.
As Connor reached the door he passed the hall mirror. He saw his hair was all over the place and essentially drenched in sweat. With little time to do much about it he reached for the door handle and turned.
“Pizza!” Chimed a young Brazilian guy.
“Oh, errr…right” Connor said. “You’d better come in whilst i find you what i owe you”
Connor showed the pizza boy to the lounge – checking inside that the coast was clear before the guy managed to follow him into the room.
“Let me just fetch you……?”
“7 quid” the pizza man replied.
Connor left the room and headed off to find his brother, or at least where he had left the money for the pizza – The kitchen seemed like a likely place.
Cooper though was not in the kitchen, he was standing in the other hall just off the lounge. There wasn’t anywhere he could really go. He would have been seen should he have headed up the stairs by the door. This corridor lead to the kitchen and a few other rooms. Best not go to the kitchen lest the pizza boy went in there. No. It was safest to stand in this hall, still naked and wait.
During his wait the pizza man had noticed a bright green item poking out by one of the couches. Intrigued (as any would) we went over to investigate. Prodding it with his trainer he saw it was a shirt. But not just a shirt. There was something else. A white, underside or something.
Bending down, he moved the shirt enough to reveal coopers jockstrap. Slightly surprised, he reached out curiously and picked it up between two of his fingers.
Straightening up now, he sniffed tentatively at the jocks. Nothing horrible, in fact….there was a sorta homey smell about it. He sniffed again. Yes, it definitely was an appealing smell. Not too strong but good. He fell into the sofa ready to drop them to the side when he heard the footsteps of the young lad.
Connor was searching frantically through the kitchen now – not really making an effort to hide the noises of his frustration. Cooper was hearing this, and as most would, assumed they were both in the kitchen at the source of the noises. Now seemed an apt opportunity to make a break for the next floor…whilst there was a distraction. He padded quietly down the corridor – back towards the lounge. Just before though, he did poke his head round the door and seeing no 6ft man standing around in the room waiting to get paid assumed no-one was around. In fact – There was. That very 6ft Brazilian man was sitting (slumped) on the couch whose back was to the door from which cooper was now approaching from. He now had his nose buried in the codpiece of the jockstrap.
It’s hard to know who saw the other first. He shot to his feet in surprise, flinging the jocks back into the chair in an attempt to hide them. Cooper was riveted to the spot caught naked in his own living room. His eyes followed the jockstraps flight into the back of the sofa. The young Brazilian looked positively petrified of the taller, muscular man in-front of him.
“Urrrr….Hi, I’m just waiting for” He pointed to the pizza on the coffee table and averted his eyes to the ground. Except he never got that far. A long soft object was swinging gently to and fro before his eyes. He was transfixed to it.
“Right.” Cooper said now realising that the man had only just realised he was standing there in full glory. Feeling obliged to defend himself now, he said “Oh yea? well what were you doing…..Carlos” He snapped reading the name tag. “Smelling my dirty jockstrap?”
“Yes” he said simply.
Carlos was 6ft. Very well Tan due to the fact he was Brazilian. Probably very early 20’s by the face. His shirt sleeves were tight about his arms showing strong biceps underneath.
Cooper, surprised at this reply was taken off-guard momentarily. It was a….stirring reply. And to add to the surprise, he felt his own penis begin to fill with blood and lengthen.
Downwards his penis began growing before rising gracefully to a 90 degree angle to his body, pointing out 9 inches to Carlos. And this, was all happening before Carlos’s eyes, and he felt his own following suit in his tight jeans. He would be seen, and he knew it as his own dick began to strain against the material making a slight tent.
Breathless with his own embarrassment, Cooper noticed this slight change in comfort and followed the restless hands to his sides and then spotted the tent. A urge similar to when he felt when his brothers hand wrap around his shaft resurfaced. And just like then he found himself out of control. The pulsating trunk covering half the distance between the two young men was in control now.
He stretched out his hand slowly, his eyes on the face of Carlos who watched it approach his crotch.
He began to rub the hard dick through the denim and cooper moved closer so that he was standing above Carlos. They were looked into each others faces, feeling the warm fast breaths of the other on their faces. Several moments passed. and then unexpectedly, Carlos moved onto his toes so that their lips met.
They breathed into each others mouth as their lips pressed together. Cooper felt a hand on the back of his head as a wet tongue prodded at his lips. He opened up and passion poured between the two. Cooper moved his hands to the round ass and began to force Carlos to walk backwards. Obligingly, he walked blindly backwards enjoying the kiss and two large hands squeezing large portions of his ass. They fell together over the arm of the sofa.
They broke the kiss and Cooper laughed whilst gazing into Carlos eyes as he lay on-top of the hot Brazilian man. Cooper sat back on his legs and pulled at the bottom of his shirt-ed counterpart. Closing his eyes breathing heavily Carlos helped remove his pizza shirt, exposing large arms, pecks and washboard abs. The lust in the air was measurable.
Cooper was getting restless, he wanted – NO! He needed to see that dark dick, to feel it, to have it radiate its warmth in his mouth, down his throat….In his ass.
He stood. “Take ’em off” he ordered.
Without wasting any time, the jeans were off and so were the tented Boxers. Cooper hardly had enough time to catch a glance before his body was pressed against warm bare skin and the object he desired so much was pressing into his stomach, and knocking into his own cock. His hand slid down between them, and grasped both of them together. Carlos’s long, dark brown tool felt just short of his own, yet much thicker. He could feel the black hair tickling his hand half way up the man’s shaft. Surely hair never grew that high up? He began to pump his fist, masturbating both of the dicks together – Lubricated by the precum dripping from the top of each mans purple head.
After a few minutes of this, and a lot more kissing, he slid his way down Carlos body nibbling his nipples set prominently on the pectorals, kissing and licking his way down the bumpy abs to the prize he was yet to see. He closed his eyes just before his nose buried itself in the mess of black curly hair and he felt the head going off to one side of his neck. He took a long deep sniff before licking his way to the top and opening his eyes. Magnificent. A crisp, dark brown body attached to a lighter, hot head. Sighing deeply he took the beauty into his mouth and sucked the stringy precum from it and then began working his way slowly down the length whilst his hands played with the ass inches from his mouth.
Connor had been going crazy. No money, no brother. He going to give up. So back to the lounge he went were he stood in the door way transfixed by the sight in front of him.
That was just after they had both fell onto the sofa. Connor had now progressed to removing his shorts and sporting a very hard, very long, VERY horny penis. He couldn’t take it anymore, seeing his brother sucking that dick was too much. He moved over his body touching Carlos, who opened his eyes and smiled.
Connor started playing with his brothers hair before gently pulling it off Carlos’s pole and moving it over to his.
Wondering what was going on, Cooper had opened his eyes and beamed upwards at his brother.
After a while, Carlos went round the back of the slutty elder brother, laid on the ground and moved awkwardly back so that his face lay under the slightly bobbing ass of the hotter (in his opinion) brother.
He stuck out his tongue. And, for the second time that night – Coopers mind was sent reeling as his throat was stuffed up with dick, his sphincter was getting abused by a hot, slimy tongue. Except this time – It wasn’t his brother at either end. It was a complete stranger. A complete Brazilian stranger. and that made things so much hotter. He began to moan through his brothers penis with every lap Carlos’s tongue did of his hole. These moans vibrated Connors dick and sent him into even more pleasure.
Then, there was a finger pushing gently on the wet, but still tight hole. He pulled off his brothers dick with a pop and let out a very heavy sigh when the finger squirmed its way in.
“No” Cooper said. “Don’t. Just ram me full of your exotic meat”
All three of them moved. Cooper was positioned so that he he was resting on the coffee table his ass raised a little for Carlos.
He placed his head at the slippery entrance and began moving forwards.The ass cheeks began to part around the column attempting to enter. A long hissing intake of breath escaped Coopers mouth as he head struggled to get in.
Connor Hurried away as Cooper began to plea for the other 8 inches.
Carlos bent down so that he wrapped his arms around the muscular chest beneath him, and he moved his hips forward.
FUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCKKKKKKKKKK
This Hot immigrant’s fucking huge brown pole was in the deep recesses of his colon tearing his ass in two much stronger than his brother had managed too earlier that night. He skin around his man pussy was almost screaming with the tension.
But it was good pain. Very intense pain that he knew would soon enough become pleasure. But now there was a new feeling. He felt like he was getting blocked up. Carlos was driving back a turd, back into the intestine from whence it came. But he didn’t care. That same limo was rubbing against the perfect spot. He had never felt so filled up and yet in so much pain. Never had he he had such a hard erection even with the pain. Never had he felt so…….So…..MANLY!!!
Two large, hairy balls now tickled his hole. He almost wished they would pop into his ass too, just to see if he could get another inch or two of length from this fuck stick. But too late, for Carlos had started retreating all the way until Cooper felt the ridge of his head clung to by his sphincter. And then carlos began to go back in – a little faster then before. Connor was getting Long-dicked (Verylong-Dicked?) and the rubbing against his G-spot made him throw his head back breathing heavily.
Connor moved back into the room and Carlos gasped a little as a cool finger traveled the gap between his cheeks smearing something around. After Connor felt good and ready, he stood behind Carlos who was tall enough because he was still across the top of cooper. Lining up his shot, Connor felt different. He Rammed his dick into Carlos’s Virgin asshole, tearing as it went.
A Scream went up from the front as Connor’s dick sat completely in the warm dark cave it had come to love living in. But Carlos didn’t do anything, merely bit his lip and began to saw his own ass in two with the same strokes he was using to fuck the shit back in cooper.
Grunts from Carlos started once he began picking up the pace. Moans from Cooper.
Then, Connor decided he wanted to start fucking someone, instead of getting his dick fucked. As Carlos was coming to his deep he rammed forwards – meeting Carlos midway.
“AHHHH” yelped Carlos, But didn’t not stop. He thrust harder into Cooper and back again. Connor Copied and was slamming into Carlos. Two sets of balls were swelling and slapping against asses.
Cooper was breathing heavily and murmuring “Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh yeah, Slam that dick deep inside me”. Carlos had beads of sweat on his face, and shining on his pecks (He had straightened up). He had groans, grunts and moans escaping his lips, whilst Connor stood at the rear pumping hard concentrating.
After several more intense minutes Connor whispered something in Carlos’s Ear, he nodded and pulled out of Cooper, who lay there on the table breathing hard in pure ecstacy – not looking up.
“Get over here” shouted Connor.
Pulling himself up, he moved over to the couch where Connor lay on his back, dick erect and sat on his stomach – facing him. He felt a slightly thinner dick poking around his restless, gaping hole. But then, it was a bigger dick. A much MUCH bigger dick stretching him.
FUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK MEE Screamed Cooper as this new, bigger dick began tearing more of him than every before apart.
“That’s what we plan on doing” got whispered into his ear by his younger brother.
We? AHHHHH! YES!!!!!!!! It was like a new found dream. Getting Double Penetrated by his brother, and a Brazilian. Interracial Incest. Fucking hot.
The two dicks began pumping at odd timings, one always in the deepest parts of his ass. Both rubbing different sides of his prostate.
AHHHHHHHhHHHH FUCK THIS IS AMAZING. yelled Cooper only to be greeted with grunts from his two dominatrices.
They both increased their speed as much as they could so that they were literally sawing his ass. In and out.
FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK YEA. FUCK MY ASS YOU HOT BLACK MAN. SAW IT IN TWO WITH MY YOUNGER BROTHER. FUCKING YES. FUCK ME TO DEATH!
Both Carlos and Connor exchanged looks and they both began pumping harder and harder, faster and faster.
Carlos was first, and rammed in all the way. He Grunted and moaned loudly as he let 5 thick, hot ropes of his nut deep into this hot little stud’s ass. Connor felt this new warmth and couldn’t hold on any more. He too rammed all the way in, but unleashed 8 Jets of steaming Cum into the mass already mixing with the pussy’s juices.
Together, they pulled out of the now, cavernous hole. A great sigh met them as they did. Connor moved out from underneath and together they both licked and stroked coopers Cock whilst he squirmed underneath. It didn’t take long until spurts of cum landed over his chest and, in the 3rd case, into his moaning mouth. Cum began oozing out of his ass onto the rug beneath him. Carlos and Connor Slumped either side of Cooper. Smiling – Exhausted.
They all fell asleep in one another’s hot embrace. Cum getting smeared on them from the chest and floor during their sleep.
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Three J’s and an S Take a Summer Job

Four young college girls get summer jobs together in the same factory. One of the shift supervisors is a pervert who has abused other female employees and tries to take advantage of “S”. He does at first, but then and gets a big surprise from The Three J’s. This is the complete story in four chapters with a background prelude and an epilogue. If you read “Three J’s and an S go skiing” you can skip background section

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Sex – Avoided Subjects Discussed in Plain English – chapter-2

Henry Stanton’s 1922 book Sex – Avoided Subjects Discussed in Plain English is intended as a frank (although consevative and moralistic) guide to human sexual behaviour and relationships. It is partly a self-help book, partly an attempt to relay the scientific knowledge of the day in relation to sex and reproduction in a way suitable for popular consumption. It Has 10 Chapters- This is Chapter II: THE TRANSITION FROM CELL TO HUMAN BEING

True Story

KINKY SEX FOR SUZI AND HANS

“My lady wants to have a local man before we return home. She is forty and very attractive. I am bi-sexual, a little older than her and I love cross-dressing. Part of the deal and a big part of my sexual turn on is my lady watching me blow her man before she has him. We enjoy pushing the boundaries and enjoy edgy sex. Are we on the same page?

Fantasy

Touch – Chapter 1

This is the first story in my first series which will continue as long as it is enjoyed. Constructive criticism is welcomed.

Fiction

My Loving Step-Sisters (Revisited) [Part One]

Hello, all! I began writing this story back in 2016, but life ended up getting in the way of finishing it. Recently, I remembered this account, and returned to see just how big my original series had become. I have decided to rewrite the few chapters I had already posted, and finally finish the series that many had been waiting to see an end to. I don’t imagine that any of you have actually seen the original, but that doesn’t matter. I hope you enjoy!

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Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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