Consensual Sex

EROTIQUE

A girl, a boy, and being natural in late morning under a canopy of trees hidden in the forest.

The Dreamer Part 1

Chapter 1
I was in a palace with no memory of how I got here, and no idea where here was. I was in a large circular room with evenly spaced out columns going from the floor to the ceiling and large windows in between each column. Small wooden doors lined the walls underneath the windows, there frames were gold and so were their doorknobs.
Everywhere I looked was intricate artwork, scrolls and vines flowed up the columns and on the doom ceiling was a enormous painting of a battle with dragons and knights fighting and fire falling from the sky. The colors swirled in a way that made it hard to follow individual lines and it made my dizzy to look at for to long.
I noticed that there were no lights any where in the room, even looking through the windows I could not find the sun. The entire room was dimly light though, the more I studied the room I was in, the more confused I
became.
In the center of the room there were stairs leading up to a raised platform, I couldn’t see what was up there
but I climbed the stairs to investigate. As my head became level with platform I could see a large blue mattress with golden tassels and piled with blankets over every color. My curiosity overshadowed my earlier confusion as I climbed the last few steps quickly to get a better look.
Nestled in the blankets was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, she had long flowing black hair and bright purple eyes. Somehow her face was pointed but soft at the same time giving her a sharply defined appearance but remaining very feminine. I was so overwhelm by how gorgeous her face was I didn’t realize she was completely naked at first.
My eyes grew wide and I felt myself blushing as I drank in the sight of her body. Her breasts were large but firm, I would have guessed they were around size 36D if I really cared about the official measurement. Her nipples were slim but raised up at least 2 centimeters and they were surrounded by the soft pink flesh of the areola.
My eyes moved downward past her toned stomach, past her belly button to her pubic region, the beautiful woman had her legs crossed but I could see that she had no hair down there. Her whole body was lightly tanned and her long legs had the perfect amount of muscle making them extremely sexy. It felt like I had been staring at her magnificent body for five minutes but she just sat there calmly until I had seen it all, when my eyes found there way back up her she spoke.
“Come fuck me, it’s your destiny” She said in a toned that would have allowed no argument, not that there
would be. For the first time I looked down and realized I too was naked, it was so warm in the room I had not noticed the absence of my clothes. As I calmly climbed into bed with the beautiful woman she spread her legs giving me full view of her vagina.
She was extremely wet and her pussy lips where spread wide ready for my cock, I glided forward and without any hesitation I plunged my penis deep into her tight cunt. She was so hot and wet I slid in smoothly, I watched her chest rise and fall as her breathing increased.
“You have much to learn but together we will accomplish so much” She said in the same tone as before, I had no idea what she was talking about but I didn’t care at all. I was balls deep in a goddess and I wouldn’t have stopped fucking her if I was on fire.
As I thrusted my cock in and out of her cunt I ran my hands up her torso until I reached her breasts. I caressed and gently squeezed them as I leaned forward to kiss her. As our mouths met it felt a surge of electricity go through my body, our tongues darted in and out of each others mouth and I felt her heart beat rising as I lay on top of her. I finally broke of the kiss when I felt myself nearing climax, I went back to my original position as I put my hands on her hips. I began thrusting into her sweet pussy with more force as I pulled her body into my own.
As I was about to orgasm I felt a strange tugging feeling and heard someone call my name, “Rand, Rand wake up.” I looked at the beautiful woman one last time, she had a smile on her face that seemed to say “We’ll meet again”, before I was pulled back into reality.
Chapter 2
I awoke lying with my head down on my desk, as I looked around it took me a few seconds to realize what just happened and where I was. I had just had the most amazing dream rudely interpreted now I was stuck back in science class. The classroom was fairly typical, gray walls, a few motivation posters and a bunch of bored high school students. Science is probably my favorite class of the day because its my last class, we do cool experiments and my teacher, Miss Rom, is smoking hot.
She’s 28, fresh out of teachers college and she has a great body. Her tits are small, probably only b cups, but really perky and her ass is better than any of the girls in school, perfect size and shape. Miss Rom has long brown hair, milky skin and a face like a super model, with very soft angles that make me think of an elf and a small button nose between her bright green eyes. All the guys in my school have a crush on her and some of the male teachers too.
I was a bit groggy from my nap and it took me a few seconds to realize my best friend John was standing above me with a stupid grin on his face. “Dude, you slept through the whole class.” He said. Sometime people mistake John and me for twins, we look very similar and we are inseparable.
We both have short brown hair, big blue eyes, and we’re pretty much the same height, I’m 6’5 and John is 6’4. We also work out every other day after school so we are both in good shape and even our faces look the similar. Large noses, high cheek bones and rigid jawlines, the only way most people can tell us apart is that I usually have some sort of facial hair and John usually has a tan while I remain pale.
“Fucking asshole, I was having the best dream and you interrupted it.” I growled at him as I stretched and cracked my back. John laughed so loud that a few of the other students look around to see what was happening, when the saw who made the noise they went back to their work.
“Yeah I can tell.” John said still grinning. I had no idea what he was talking about until I looked down and saw my obvious hard on, I tried to adjust it but I was wearing gray sweat pants and a t-shirt so there wasn’t much I could do. I would just have to sit at my desk until my boner went away, John must have read my mind because he said, “There’s only a few minutes left until the day ends Rand. If you don’t calm your shit soon your going to be in a pickle…. because of your pickle” I could still hear John laughing half way across the room as he walked back to his desk.
By the time the bell had rung my erection had not faded at all, and I had not been able to come up with a solution to my problem. I was still sitting there by the time everyone had packed up their stuff and started to file out the door. Once John has all of his school stuff together he walked over to me with that big stupid grin on his face still.
“So your just going to sit here for a while?” John said as he sat down on top of the desk beside me, he obviously thought my predicament was amusing.
“Yeah, I don’t really have much choice.” I said “I’ll pretend I have some homework to catch up on until I can
leave.”
“Whatever Rand, I’ll see you tomorrow then.” John said, he got of the desk and left the room with the rest of my classmates. I opened up my text book and flipped to a blank page in my binder. I doodled for a while before my thoughts began to wander back to that dream, I knew that I shouldn’t be thinking anything sexual right now but I couldn’t help my self. My dick was still hard as a rock and thinking about the beautiful woman was making it worse.
I was so focused on reliving that dream in my head I didn’t even notice Miss Rom walk over to my desk.
“I don’t usually see you after school Rand, do you need help with something?” Miss Rom asked, she has a motherly tone but it never feels like she is talking down to me.
“Uh, no Miss Rom, I just have some work to catch up on and if I wait until I get home I probably won’t do it.” I
quickly said, my boner was still sticking straight up but it was out of Miss Rom’s view because of my desk. The smell of her perfume and the way she was dressed was making my dick twitch.
It wasn’t that she was dressed provocatively, she was wearing a dark blue skirt that went just past her knees and a matching blouse that was tight enough to show her curves but loose enough to be modest. Miss Rom was also wearing her hair up in a bun, and she was only wearing a little bit of make up,her appearance made me think of a sexy Librarian. I’ve only been in her class for 2 months but right from the start it was obvious that she was extremely smart, and that she knew how to dress in a way that perfectly highlights all of her features.
“Okay, if you need help with anything don’t hesitate to ask?” Miss Rom said, I only nodded in reply before she walked to the back of the class. It might have been my imagination but it seemed to me that she put an unusual amount of emphasize when she said the word anything. I went back to my doodling with out thinking about it to much and after a few minutes I could hear Miss Rom walking back to the front of the classroom. Just as she was walking past my desk she tripped and the stack of papers she was carrying went flying. Without thinking I jumped out of my seat and caught one of Miss Rom’s flailing arms to prevent her from falling.
“Are you alright?” I asked once Miss Rom was up right again. In the short time it took for me to react I had
completely forgotten my erection. We were standing close still but she didn’t notice the huge bulge in my pants.
“Yes I am, thanks to you. You’ve got great reflexes Rand.” Miss Rom said as she began collecting her papers off the nearby desks. I crouched to get the ones on the floor, when I gotten them all I stood back up and handed the stack to Miss Rom. She gave me an appreciative smile as she took them from me, her smile quickly changed to a look of shock when she finally noticed the large tent in my pants. I quickly turned red as I remembered my erection and I sat down on top of the desk behind me in an attempt to hide it.
“So is that why you decided to stay after school?” Miss Rom said before I had a chance to stutter an
explanation.
“Yes.” I said, looking at my feet. I thought that I was about to die from embarrassment.
“Since you saved me from falling it would only be fair that I give you some sort of reward.” She said as she
turned and walked toward her desk. I didn’t really realize what was going on until Miss Rom was back beside me carrying a bottle of moisturizing hand cream and a box of Kleenex.
“Wait” I said “What are you doing?”
“I’m going to take care of your little problem, I mean big problem, as compensation for catching me.” Miss Rom said as she put the lotion and Kleenex’s on the desk beside me. “Now take of your pants while I lock the door and close the blinds.” Without thinking I stood up and dropped my pants to the floor then I sat back down on the desk with my rock hard cock pointing to the ceiling. When Miss Rom got back over to where I was sitting she applied a generous amount of lotion to her hand and grabbed onto my cock.
“Let me know when you’re going to cum.” She said as she began to stroke my cock, it felt so good I could only grunt in reply. Miss Rom’s hands were so soft and the moisturizing lotion was the perfect lubrication, her hand glided up and down my shaft slowly at first but quickly gaining speed. After Miss Rom got over her initial nervousness it was obvious that she had given plenty of hand jobs before. I closed my eyes and rested on my elbows leaning back as much as I could on the desk.
After having an erection for the past 15 minutes I was very sensitive and it didn’t take long for me to start
feeling the effects of Miss Rom’s hand stroking my cock. As my orgasm built I tried to focus on my breathing to distract my self and last longer, Miss Rom must have noticed because she stopped. Just as I felt my cock beginning to relax she put her hand back on it and began slowly stroking it. I moaned a quietly when Miss Rom started using both hands to really massage my dick, she squeezed gently as her hands moved up my shaft.
“I’m about to cum Miss Rom, don’t stop.” I said as I began to feel my balls churning, she just smiled at me as she grab a few tissues, and positioned them by the tip of my cock. Miss Rom began stroking faster as I felt my cum building up, I knew this was going to be one of the biggest orgasms of my life. I looked down to see Miss Rom smiling at me, the sight of this gorgeous woman was enough to send me over the edge and my cock started squirting out cum.
Miss Rom wasn’t prepared for the amount of cum I shot out and she had the Kleenex in the wrong place, I could hear cum splashing on the floor and Miss Rom gasping as some hit her in the face. I shot out one
more big glob on to Miss Rom’s shirt before my balls were completely empty.
“Oh my god Rand, that was a lot of semen.” Miss Rom said as she wiped my cum from her face and shirt, when she was done she put the Kleenex and lotion back in her desk. I put my pants back on as I watch Miss Rom move around the classroom gracefully cleaning up.
“Sorry.” I said with a sheepish grin on my face “That was the best hand job I have ever gotten though.” Miss Rom smiled at me while I packed up my school stuff. It only took me a few minutes even though I was moving so slow because of how relax I now was.
Before I left the classroom Miss Rom said to me “Rand you can’t tell anybody about this, not even John.” She sounded worried and for a good reason, if something like this were to become public she might lose her job.
“Okay,” I said “I won’t tell anybody I promise. I also promise that if we do this again I will satisfy you after
you finish with me.” Miss Rom gave me a funny look but before she had a chance to respond I slipped out of the class room.
As I walked down the hall I relived the events of the past half hour, it was crazy how an awesome dream lead to an awkward situation which then turned into an awesome situation. I was absorbed with my thought that my mind was on auto pilot, the next time I looked around me I was at home. The rest of the evening was uneventful, I ate dinner, play some Xbox then I went to bed.
Chapter 3
I was back in the Palace again, the only change from last time was a skillfully crafted painting hung above the platform where I met the beautiful woman. As I climbed the stairs I noticed the person in the painting looked very familiar, when I reached the top of the platform I was able to study the painting better. To my surprise it was a painting of me, in the portrait I was wearing a fine red shirt with a gold design on the sleeve. I heard a small noise and tore my attention away from the painting long enough to realize the beautiful woman was lying in the blankets completely naked again.
“I have been waiting for you Rand, do you like you’re portrait?” She said as our eyes meet, I could feel my cock engorging and I looked down to see I was naked again.
“Yes, it is breath taking,” I said, I had been climbing onto the bed when I realized I had never told her my name before and I hesitated to go any further. “Wait, how do you know my name?” I asked
“I know everything about you as you will soon come to know everything about me. For now all you need to know is that my name is Lahrin and I will never hurt you.” She said, her regal tone made me hang on every word and as she spoke I crawled over to her, I believed every word with out questioning. By the time Lahrin was done talking I was lying down beside her, caressing her breasts and feeling the warmth of her body. As I felt her body beside mine I realized I had been her before and that I was dreaming, but this did not feel like any ordinary dream.
“What is this place Lahrin?” I said while nuzzling her neck. We were spooning but shortly after I had lain down I could feel her butt pressing back into me, I knew what she wanted but I wanted some answers first.
We lay there quietly for a few minutes before Lahrin finally spoke up, “This place was called Thear’drem in an ancient language, it translates into the Heart of Dreams or Dream Heart. There will be time to explain more later, but for now let us lay together as man and woman.” Lahrin raised her left leg giving me easy access to her pussy.
My questions would have to wait, I was to horny to pass up this opportunity. I positioned my cock at the opening of her vagina and gently pushed in. Our legs entwined and I ran my left hand down her chest to meet my other hand which was underneath her, I locked my fingers together and held her firmly as I thrusted my cock deep in her cunt.
Lahrin moaned quietly as I kissed her neck, the movement of our bodies
had caused the blankets to form a hollow around us. The intensity of our fucking was causing us both to sweat, I could feel heat radiating from Lahrin’s vagina as I pounded her pussy with my dick.
“Fuck me Rand, You’re the only man I’ve ever wanted.” She said quietly between soft moans. I nibbled on her ear lobe causing her to moan more. Our bodies moved in synchronization, every time I thrusted into Lahrin she would push back using my hands wrapped around her waist for leverage. Her cunt was feeling great on my cock but I wanted to try another position, Lahrin must of had the same thought because at that moment she pushed herself up with her right arm. I squeezed her tightly and rolled over on to my back pulling her on top of me.
When Lahrin regained her balance she turned around without taking my penis from her pussy. I now had a full frontal view, Lahrin was kneeling with one leg on each side of me and her hands on my chest to lift herself up and down. Her breasts were right in front of my face, I reached out to caress her left tit with both of my hands. I messaged her breasts for little bit then squeezed her nipples before moving my hands down her sides to rest them on her hips.
Every time Lahrin would lift almost completely off my cock I would pull her back down into me. The only sounds to be heard were our heavy breathing and the rhythmic slapping together of our bodies. Lahrin looked deep into my eyes before leaning forward to kiss me passionately, our tongues danced playfully in and out of each others mouths as she began to use only her hips to fuck me. I reached around to her
perfect ass to rub it lightly as she glided up and down my cock.
After a few minutes of this Lahrin broke of our to kiss to whisper in my ear, “I’m going to make you cum.” As the last syllable rolled off her tongue I began to feel her vagina squeezing my cock in-sync with her movements. The sensations were instantly overwhelming, I could feel my orgasm approaching quickly. I was breathing heavy between quiet moans and I heard Lahrin doing the same thing, her tight wet cunt slid down my cock one last time and as she reached the base her whole body trembled. Her pussy clamped down on my dick more than she had been doing before and it sent me over the edge, I pumped rope after rope of sticky semen deep in her vagina.
Lahrin collapsed onto my chest as her climax subsided, I wrapped my arms around her in a tight embrace. The blankets around us were soaked in sweat but I was so hot from our wild fuck that I found it extremely cooling.
Eventually Lahrin lifter her head to look me in the eye, “Would you like to learn more about Thear’drem now?” She said so quietly that I would not have believed that she spoke if I didn’t see her lips move. Without waiting for my answer she pushed herself up and rolled off of me causing my cock to slip out of her pussy with a soft plop.
I lay there for a few more seconds contemplating what had just happened until Lahrin grabbed my arm and pulled me up. We stood together on the mattress holding hands, I didn’t know what to say or do so I just enjoyed the peaceful moment.
“So Rand, what would you like to know about Thear’drem first?” Lahrin said finally breaking the silence. She studied my face as I thought about what to ask, a million questions were running through my mind but I settled on the most obvious one.
“Is this real?” I ask, not really sure if I wanted to hear the answer. I had just had the most amazing sex in my
entire life and I wasn’t sure how well I would be able to handle it if I found out it was only a normal dream.
“How do you define real? If you’re talking about what you can feel, what you can smell, what you can taste and see, then real is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain.” Lahrin said with a smile on her face, I guess she was trying to be clever but it was only making me more confused. “But to answer your question, yes this is as real as the life you live while awake. You can be injured here and you will still have some of those injuries once you awaken, depending on how serious they are and how much of you is connected to Thear’drem. If you die in Thear’drem you will wake up with those injuries slightly healed and you will have a short amount of time to seek aid.” My eyes grew wide in surprise, I didn’t see anyways to get
injured here but I wasn’t going to take any chances.
She lead me by the hand down the stairs of the platform as she continued talking, “You will remember everything that happens to you here as vividly as if you were to live it whilst awake. If we were to have sexual relations in the waking world it would feel the exact same as in here. Does that answer your question?” When we reached the bottom of the stairs I noticed two chairs in the middle of the room that were not there before. I was very confused but I hoped asking more questions would help me have a better understanding of where I was.
“I guess so, but who are you and how are you here?” I asked as we sat down on the two high backed chairs, they were both made out of sturdy wood and they also had carvings of birds and flowers on them.
Lahrin looked at me for a few seconds before answering. “I was a normal girl until I touched Thear’drem for the first time, after that I spent more time sleeping than anything else. There was nobody here to guide me but I was able to find a book in here that had some information, it didn’t tell me everything but what I learned was useful.
Every time I visited Thear’drem I was extremely careful but it didn’t stop a horrible accident from happening.”
Lahrin paused for a few seconds, she looked very sad and I was about to tell her she didn’t have to tell me about it if she didn’t want to but before I could say anything though she resumed speaking. “One night whilst I was visiting Thear’drem my body killed, I don’t know how or who did it but it doesn’t matter because I can never wake up.”
“I’m so sorry.” Was all I could say, comforting women was not one of my skills and Lahrin seemed like she really needed some comforting. “So how long have you been in Thear’drem.” I asked quietly.
Lahrin looked at me sadly for a second, I didn’t think she was going to answer and I was starting to wish I had never asked the question. “I don’t know, time moves very strangely in Thear’drem.” She said looking at me thoughtfully, “One day in here could be a year in the waking world, or it could be the exact opposite. Clocks don’t work properly and there is no day night cycle in Thear’drem.” We sat quietly for a while, both of us consumed with our own thoughts. The more I learned about Thear’drem the more questions I had, but I didn’t want to cause Lahrin any more pain by bringing up old memories.
After a long moment of silence I finally asked “What is Thear’drem?” My mind was racing the way it does when ever I receive new information. I wanted to know everything but at the same time I wasn’t sure how much I would be able to understand just from Lahrin explaining it to me.
“That is the question I have been asking myself the whole time I’ve been here. The laws of physics are not the same in Thear’drem and things that you can’t do in the waking world you can do here. Try plugging your nose and breathing in.” Lahrin said with an expectant look on her face. I reached up and plugged my nose as I inhaled, it was the weirdest sensations I have ever experienced. I knew my nose was closed but some how I was still breathing through it. I was so engrossed by the absurdity of what I was doing I didn’t notice Lahrin get out of her chair and walk over to me until she was standing right in front of me.
“Follow me, there’s more you need to know.” She said grabbing my hand, I let her pull me out of my chair. We walked towards the columns, windows and doors that surrounded the room we were in. “One of the greatest mysteries of Thear’drem is time, like I mentioned before it isn’t the same as in the waking world. Past, present and future are all one and you never know when you will be.” Lahrin said as we arrived at the nearest window, outside was a large forest with trees taller than most skyscrapers and an odd pink mist that hung around their gnarled roots.
“Shortly before you first arrived here I noticed some changes, I can’t explain to much because it might change the outcome but some how I became aware of who you are with out ever meeting you.” All of this was beginning to make my head spin but I listened intently as I tried to understand as much as possible. We studied the landscape outside for a few more seconds before continuing walking around the great domed room, stopping again when we reached the first door. It was solid wood but upon closer inspection I realized there were swirls and shapes craved into it.
“Through this door lies many hallways and rooms, in every room is the source for some kind of dream. There are an infinite number of rooms and each room has different variations of itself inside. When someone dreams a part of their consciousness touches Thear’drem, the more contact they have with Thear’drem the more vivid and intense their dream is. When a person dreams in black and white they are barely touching Thear’drem, but when someone experiences Thear’drem like you are now they have nearly complete contacted.” Lahrin paused as she opened the door, we walked through into a hallway that had the same color scheme as the first large room. The walls were white and so where the tiles, as far as I could see doors lined the hallway except where another hallway intersected.
“As you learn to master your abilities you will be able to connect with Thear’drem in your desired way. You will be able to have extremely vivid dreams that you have complete control over and you will be able to design the dream you want.” Lahrin Said as we walked down the long hallway, even though the hall way was so long I had a feeling that we were passing by doors quicker than we should have been.
Most of the doors were made of the same plain wood with a golden door knob but every so often we would pass a door that was unique. After walking for what felt like a short distance we stopped in front of a door that was carved ivory with large beasts and armored knights adorning it. I Looked back to see how far we had come, to my surprise I could only see a faint brown smudge where the door we first came through was.
“Would you like to observe Thear’drem in action?” Lahrin asked, we we’re still naked and I watched her breasts move from her breathing.
I studied the door some more before finally saying, “Isn’t it dangerous though? I thought you said injuries you get here transfer over to the real world.”
“Yes Rand it is dangerous, but you have the best guide and we won’t be doing anything unsafe. If you are not ready we can continue on with something else.” I wasn’t afraid, it was just that this was completely unknown territory for me, as I stared at the door feelings of excitement and uncertainty flooded my entire being.
Suddenly I became aware of my hand around the doorknob, I don’t remember grabbing it but it was to late to turn back. I turned the knob and slowly opened the door. Through it I could see rolling green hills and tall trees but a grey layer now occupied the area where the door just was making the whole landscape look hazy. I ran my hand through the grey layer, it felt like mist but it was pleasantly warm.
Chapter 4
Taking a deep breath I stepped through it out onto the grassy hill, I could still see the layer of gray behind me but there was no door frame. This is not a room I thought as I observed my surroundings, the sun was high in the sky and small clouds floated along lazily. There were dense copses of trees sparsely spread out among the rolling hills, a flock of red and blue song birds flew from the nearest tree presumably startled by my sudden appearance.
The grass was soft on my bare feet and the dirt underneath warm and squishy in a good way. I was overwhelmed with a profound sense of insignificance when I realized that all of the other doors I saw must
contain worlds as large as this one. I didn’t even notice Lahrin come through the door behind me until she said “So Rand” She said as she wrapped her arms around my waist, “What do you think about the wonders of Thear’drem?”
I couldn’t possibly think of a word to describe the beauty of what I was seeing, after a few seconds I simply
said, “It’s amazing.” We stood there together in silence enjoying the scenery for a few minutes before Lahrin let go of me and began walking away from the door. “Shouldn’t we stay close to the door? It would really suck to get lost in here.” I called to her before hesitantly following. Lahrin was almost to the nearest copse of trees before she turned around to look at me.
When our eyes connect she said, “The door can be anywhere we want it to be, getting lost is one of few things that is impossible in Thear’drem.” Lahrin smiled at me before turning back to the trees, I quickly ran to catch up. As I got closer to the small forest I could hear noise in the distance. It wasn’t loud enough for me to know what it was but I certainly wanted to find out.
The sound of twigs snapping drowned out the other noise as I wove my way through the trees, when I reached the other side I still couldn’t hear the noise any better. Lahrin was there waiting for me against a tree, neither of us had put any clothes on yet and I drank in the beauty of her nakedness for a second.
“Anything you can imagine can happen in Thear’drem,” She said smiling at me, her eyes darted to my cock for a split second before looking me in the eye. “Walking is slow and boring, there is a much quicker way we can travel.”
Suddenly Lahrin was floating a foot off of the ground, she smoothly glidded over to me until I was eye level with her shoulders. Without thinking I took the nipple of her right breast into my mouth and began sucking as I rubbed my hands a over her left one. Lahrin let out a soft moan when I flicked her nipple with my tongue. I continued sucking as I moved my hands down her body to her sweet pussy, she was already swollen and wet after only a few seconds of me enjoying her breasts. The first two fingers on my right hand slid in easily and I used my thumb to gently rub her clit.
I stood there for a while pleasuring Lahrin until she began to slowly float higher, when her cunt was at the same height as my mouth she stopped. I knew exactly what she wanted so I slipped my fingers out of her soaking wet pussy and placed my hands on her ass. As I pulled her closer to my face she spread her legs and leaned back a bit to give me better access, I slipped my tongue into her vagina and began to pleasure Lahrin orally.
My hands caressed her ass almost on their own as I worked my tongue deeper into her hot wet cunt. Lahrin wrapped her legs around my head as if she wasn’t going to let me stop until I satisfied her sexual appetite. I twirl my tongue around the opening of her pussy and nuzzled my nose into her pubic mound, her hairless skin felt smooth on my face. The more I licked and sucked at Lahrin’s cunt the more she moaned and squeezed her legs. It got the the point that I felt like my entire head was going to exploded.
Just as I was about to stop Lahrin spoke up, “I need your cock in me.” She practically growled at me. The tension left her legs and she spread them wider before floating down the length of my body.
I positioned my penis in such a way that Lahrin would float right down on it and we could start fucking without any delay. Just as I predicted Lahrin lowered onto my cock and I slid in smoothly, I was immediately rewarded with a long low moan from Lahrin. I ran my hands back up her body to caress her breasts again, to my surprise she kept fucking my by floating back and forth. The was a whole new experience, it had never occurred to me how amazing it would be to fuck a girl that could fly. Lahrin wasn’t moving fast but she was pushing me into her with enough force causing me to take a step back to improve my balance.
I fondled her breasts as I leaned in for a quick kiss, but Lahrin wrapped her arms around my head and slipped her tongue into my mouth. My hands eventually found their way to her firm ass, I began to rub and squeeze it gentle causing Lahrin to break off our kiss and let out another moan. I grabbed her ass firmly and pulled her into me burying my cock deep in her tight cunt. Our bodies collided over and over as I continuously pulled Lahrin into me, and her cunt squeezed on my dick lightly as I pushed her away. Every time I slammed my penis into her pussy she would cry out in joy, I had completely forgotten about the noises I had heard, my mind was focus entirely on pleasuring this goddess.
With the ability to fly added to wild fucking I decided to get creative, I pulled Lahrin’s legs up from behind me
and said, “Grab you legs babe.” She quickly did what I asked. With one hand on each side of her hips I started to spin her slowly as I thrusted my dick deep into her vagina.
After three rotations Lahrin said “Stop, I’m getting very dizzy.” She was face up when I stopped so I pulled her chest close to mine and kissed her passionately, then I began moving her body up and down on my cock. The position we were in and the sensation of Lahrin’s tight cunt was getting to my head, I began to feel my orgasm approaching.
Lahrin must have also been getting close to climax because she buried her head into the crook of my neck as she started to continuously moan. “Don’t stop Rand, Fuck me! Fuck me Hard!” she said into me shoulder barely louder than a whisper. I began to thrust in-sync with the movements of her body floating up and down. Suddenly Lahrin gasped loudly at the same time her cunt clamped down on my dick, I could feel her juices squirting out around my shaft. I continued fucking her slowly to prolong her orgasm, until I felt a strange pain in my shoulder.
I looked down to see Lahrin biting me softly, the pain and pleasure centers of my brain must have been lighting up as I shoot my load deep into her pussy. We stood the in a warm embrace for a few minutes, eventually Lahrin floated off of my cock. It was nice being able to look a girl in the eye even if her feet are not touching the ground.
“How are you flying?” I was so focused on fucking her I never thought to ask if it was possible that I could fly too. Lahrin didn’t answer me right away, instead look me in the eye with a huge smile on her face before she flew off in the the sky. I lost sight of her among the clouds as I wondered when she would come back I became aware of the noise again. My senses must have been heightened after our wild fuck because I could hear the noise way better, from this distance I could hear a metallic banging sound and some loud yelling.
The warm breeze felt great on my sweaty skin as I strolled across the open field to the next forest, I assumed Lahrin would be able to find me with her birds eye view of the land. This group of trees was exactly like the first except that it was much larger and when I got to the middle I stumbled out into a clearing. Laying right in the middle of the clearing was a large wolf, its head was rest on it paws and its eyes were closed. I slowly stepped back keeping my eyes on the wolf, its fur was black with patches dark red and its long claws looked like they could tear me apart very quickly.
Walking cautiously I circled the clearing while stay in the trees. Just as I made to the other side and I was
turning to go I heard as sound behind me. It sounded like a human clearing their throat, I was very confused because I didn’t see anybody else in the area with the wolf.
“Don’t go.” Someone said behind me, I quickly turned around to see who was there. The big black and red wolf was now awake, it was sitting there staring at me with its bright yellow eyes. I surveyed the clearing but there was nobody else there. “You don’t wear extra fur like those other walkers, and were are your shiny scales?” The wolf’s mouths barely moved but I knew it was the one speaking. It’s voice sounded like a man in his 40’s that had been a heavy smoker a for his whole life.
“What are you talking about?” I said unsteadily as I slowly stepped closer.
The wolf eyed me lazily as he went from laying down to sitting up, he scratched at his head with his back left paw before he began to speak again “The pink fleshy walkers that fight with shiny sticks just passed the next hill, can you not hear them? They are making such an awful din.” He said. I stopped slowly walking towards the wolf at about a meter away and strained my ears to hear what he was talking about. A light breeze rustled the leafs of the surrounding trees but when the stilled I could still only hear the same noises as before. The wolf almost looked like he was smiling at me as I stood there listening.
“Yes I can barely hear it.” I finally said, “I was about to investigate the noises when you stopped me, if there
isn’t anymore you need to say I would like to continue on my way.” It seemed like a good idea to be as polite as possible to a big talking wolf.
I don’t know if it made an difference though because at that moment the wolf stood up. “I will come with you.” He said, quickly stretching before he lumbered over to me, “It has been a while since I last had the opportunity to speak with someone like you, and I don’t suppose I’ll sleep much here anyways.” I was quite surprised but at the same time I wasn’t about to argue with something that could easily tear out my throat.
We set out in the direction of the noise walking silently for a while, “What do you mean by someone like me?” I said as we walked side by side weaving our way through the trees, we had only traveled a short distance but I could already see the edge of the forest.
“Your a Dreamer, I can see it in your eyes. A sense of wonder mixed with uncertainty, I use to see that look
quite often but lately less and less Dreamers seem to be visiting Thear’drem.” The wolf said sadly, the forest ended and we stepped out in a large field with a hill in the middle. The sounds of the battle were getting louder but I was more interested in what the wolf had to say.
“So Who are you? Like how are you here and what do you do?” I didn’t to be rude but I had some many questions, it seemed to me like every moment I spent in Thear’drem added more. The sun was warm on my skin as I walked up the hill with the wolf walking beside me. I didn’t expect him to answer right away but I was almost bouncing with anticipation.
When we reached the crest of the hill the wolf sat down and looked of into the distance before speaking. “Ah, where are my manners. My name is Balith’zar Noidfran but you may call me Bal’zar, I was a Dreamer like you. When I was in the waking world last the Roman empire was collapsing, there I saw the darker side of mankind. Greed, and corruption spread and with that came deceit and suspicion eventually they destoryed themselves with little help from outside influences. Since then I have stayed in Thear’drem, enjoying the wonders it has to offer and peaceful contemplation.” I was so focused on what Bal’zar was saying I didn’t even notice that I could see the battle from our vantage point until he stopped speaking.
There were hundreds of men in armor that shone brightly in the sunlight as they wielded nearly every type of medieval weaponry. I couldn’t see any discernible sides, everyone seemed to be fighting everyone, but I noticed symbols on shields and breastplates that must have represented different houses. The battle was chaotic and from my point of view nobody was winning. In the middle of the sea of men where two men large than the rest that everyone else seemed to be giving some room. They both wore plated armor from head to toe though one set was more dented than the other, the man with the dented armor was wielding a two handed broadsword while the other man had a one handed sword and a battered shield.
Everywhere I looked I could see men hacking and slashing at their opponents, I even witnessed one man bring down a one handed mace on another mans head, but my eyes eventually went back to the duel in the middle where I could see the fight clearly.
As if my watching was a queue the man with the two hand broadsword began his assault, the blade sliced through the air and smashed the other mans shield with such force that it completely shattered. He didn’t even pause to allow his opponent to discard the remnants of his shield, another swing of his broadsword left a considerable dent to the armor on the same arm as the broken shield. The other man stagger but turned it into a roll narrowly dodging the broadsword cleaving down where he just was, as he stood he charged forward with his one handed sword.
It suddenly dawned on me what Bal’zar had just said, he was alive before and he had know about Thear’drem. “Wait, you mentioned the last time you were in the waking world, does that mean you can leave Thear’drem when ever you want?” I said as my attention shifted away from the battle just as The man in the dented armor side stepped the other man and brought his broadsword down on his back knocking him flat to the ground. As soon as I asked my question it felt like I knew the answer but I waited patiently to hear what Bal’zar said.
Bal’zar looked at me liked the answer to my question should have been obvious. “Not exactly, I can leave if I so choose, but there is a task that must be completed first.” He said after staring at me for while, “Thear’drem is like a vacation between lives but any novice Dreamer could tell you that. Do you not have someone in the waking world to teach you about Thear’drem?” I was quite certain that Bal’zar already knew the answer but I said it anyways.
“No, but there is a woman named Lahrin who lives in Thear’drem and she has been teaching me what she knows.” If Bal’zar was human why did he look like a wolf, and why was he calling humans walker earlier? I made a mental note to ask him once we were done our current point of discussion. I turned away to watch the battle again as I contemplated this new information. It looked like the man in the dented armor was fighting a new opponent but the old one was no where to be seen. As I looked around I noticed something peculiar, there was not a single corpse anywhere in the battlefield. Just as I was surveying the battle I happened to witness one man cleave
another clean in half with a double sided axe. The man that was cut didn’t bleed at all, he just vanished. I made another mental note to ask Bal’zar or Lahrin about that later.
When I mentioned Lahrin’s name Bal’zar made a noise that sounded like laughter. “The blind leading the blind,” He said still chuckling, “Lahrin knows enough about Thear’drem to survive but she is to frightened by what she doesn’t know. She won’t even let me talk to her, she just screams and runs away.” I laughed quietly with Bal’zar, not entirely sure why. “Can you remember the door to this Dream Room?” Bal’zar asked, I visualized the white ivory door with the beasts and knights as I nodded in reply. “Good, Every time you are in Thear’drem you will come here to learn after you have spent some time with Lahrin, she may not no much but you could learn more with two teachers. I will count this as your first lesson, you may observe this battle a while longer but I suggest getting some real sleep soon.” With that Bal’zar turned away from me and began lazily running down the hill, I watched him for a few seconds before turning back to the battle.
The man in the dented armor was still in the middle circle but he was fighting another new opponent, it must be some sort of champion circle duel where the strongest stays until they are defeated I thought. From all the dents in his armor it looked like he had been in the champion circle for a long time. The new man in the ring was not wearing any armor, instead he had on a leather jerkin and loose fitting trousers. In his right hand he held a long spear with a tip that could slice flesh like butter and he had a shield on his left forearm. The new man may not have been as durable but he was a lot quicker than the man in the dented armor.
I watched as he rolled quickly until he was behind the man in the dented armor then he would lash out with he spear aiming for a joint or gap in the other man’s armor. The spear found it mark and slid through a gap in the dented armor causing the man to stumble and fall to his knees, the man quickly slammed the butt of his spear into his opponents head knocking him to the ground. I stood there watching as he stabbed the other man in the gap between his armor and helm, the spear slid in easily but no blood squirted out. Some other men fighting in the battle distracted me for a second and by the time I looked back the man in the dented armor’s body was gone.
Chapter 5
I stood there for a while watching the battle, even though men kept getting injured in a way that surely meant death the amount of soldiers never changed. The man with the spear had fallen to another man who in turned fell to another. I was so fascinated by mechanics of this battle that I didn’t hear a soft thud behind me.
“There you are Rand, I’ve been looking all over for you.” Lahrin said as she landed beside me, she sounded like she had been panicking. I smiled at her reassuringly as I turned away from the battle, unsure what to tell her about Bal’zar I simple wrapped her up in a tight embrace.
We were both still in the nude and my cock quickly engorged. “Oh, I guess that means your happy to see me too.” She said giggling, taking me by the hand she lead me down the hill and away from the battle. As we walked Lahrin began to lecture me about the dangers of Thear’drem. I listened attentively for a while but zoned out when she mentioned something that reminded me of Bal’zar. The trees blurred past as I thought of what I was going to learn in the days to come, I was so deep in thought that I nearly jumped when we stopped in front of a small hut.
My erection was still standing strong and the sight of Lahrin’s gorgeous body made it ache. Lahrin let go of my hand to open the door, while she was turned form me I drank in the sight of her ass, admiringly I traced ever curve with my eyes. Without turning back to me Lahrin walked into the hut, I followed her as if I was hypnotized.
Inside was a single barren room, the only pieces of furniture was a mattress on the floor and a small table with a candle on it. It didn’t matter though all I cared about was fucking Lahrin again, just feeling the warmth
radiating from her body was making me go crazy with anticipation. Lahrin laid down on the mattress with her legs spread and motioned me to join her. Not needing to be told twice I flopped down beside her and put my head to her right breast taking the nipple in my mouth. Caressing her left breast I could faintly feel her heart beat and it seemed to me like it had sped up since I started.
Without saying a word I rolled Lahrin on to her back on got behind her. Once I was in position I lifted her gently of the mattress so she was on all fours and slipped my cock into her already soaking wet pussy. I began talking slow deep breaths as I thrusted into Lahrin at a steady pace. The temprature in the room got noticeable warmer as our bodies moved together in unision, every time I pushed forward Lahrin would push back and as I slid out she leaned the opposite way.
I could feel her vaginal muscles applying light pressure to my dick as I buried it in her, for a few minutes the only sound I could hear was the rhythmic slapping together of our bodies. Then Lahrin began to moan with pleasure quietly at first but she quickly became more vocal. “Oh Rand, fuck me! Fuck me hard!” she said as I continued to pound her pussy. Every thrust seemed to make Lahrin louder and I knew it wouldn’t be long before she was full on yelling. “Oh god, don’t stop!” She moaned, I could feel the sweat trickling down my back as our body heat made the small hut turn into a furnace.
I leaned forward and pressed my back into Lahrins as I wrapped my arms around her, I thrusted into her a few times using just my hips before leaning back and pulling her with me so we were both kneeling. My hands traveled all around her chest until they finally settled on her breasts. I rested my head on Lahrins neck as we fucked slowly. As our bodies grinded together rhythmically the only sound I could hear was our heavy breathing and my heart pounding in my chest.
I was very tired from my long stay in Thear’drem so I leaned all the way back to lie down while still holding Lahrin. Stretching out my arms and legs I enjoyed the amazing view as Lahrin began to ride my cock with her ass facing me. Every time she came down on my dick her whole ass jiggled sexily. Now that Lahrin was on top she was controlling the pace and she was quickly picking up speed.
I could see the muscles in her legs working at the same time as her pussy tightened slightly. “Yeah Lahrin, ride that cock like a good whore.” I said, Lahrin just giggled and flashed a smile at me over her shoulder as she continued to bounce up and down. After a few minutes she stopped and with out getting up she turned around.
“Do you like this view bettter?” She asked, the way I was staring at her tits must have been a good enough answer because she started to fuck me again with a large smile on her face. “Fuck Rand, you have the best cock.” Lahrin said, I was so absorbed the sway motion of her breasts that I barely heard her.
“My dick is all yours Lahrin, but in return your going to be my fucking slut.” I said looking her straight in the
eye, she stopped fucking me for a second and I took the opportunity to run my hands up her body. I reached up to rubbed Lahrins nipples as she rode my cock slowly.
Every time I tweaked one of her nipples she would let out a sharp gasp than moan quietly. The more I played with Lahrin’s breasts the more she moaned and the faster she bounced on my cock, after only a few minutes it getting tricky to rub her nipples.
Just as I was about to remove my hands from her boobs Lahrin let yelled loudly, “OH FUCK RAND, OH FUCK!” I felt her cunt squeeze my cock and I looked down to see her juices flowing out. Lahrin’s whole body shook wildly and she collapsed on to my chest. Her breasts felt amazing pressed into my body. Eventually Lahrin looked up and smiled. “Now it’s your turn.” She said as she began to grind her hips up and down. The hut we were in was extremely warm now and the only small window had completely fogged up. When I glanced out the window I thought I saw a bit of movement but there was nothing there.
The added lubricant of Lahrin’s sweet nectar helped her glide up and down my cock smoothly. She had returned her head back to my chest when she finished speaking but now she began to suck my nipples. It felt incredible, I had never had a woman do that to me before.
The sensations of Lahrins cunt on my cock and her tongue on my nipples quickly began to send me over the top. As my orgasm edged closer Lahrin looked up at me and whispered, “We will meet again soon my love.” I wasn’t really sure what she meant but I didn’t really care. At my approaching orgasm I closed my eyes in preparation, while my eyes were closed I felt something change.
Before I had time to figure it out cum began shooting out of my cock, I couldn’t feel Lahrin’s pussy anymore but I was came more than I had the previous times we fucked. When I opened my eyes I was back in bed, to my surprise when I looked at the clock it was only 12 o’clock. It felt like I had been in Thear’drem for a few hours but it had only been an hour. I quickly went to the bathroom to clean up before going back to sleep with images of Lahrin’s naked body dancing in my head.
Epilogue
The air in the hut was still very warm as Lahrin lay spread out on the mattress panting in a pool of sweat. She stayed there for a while with her eyes closed and her hands resting on her belly. Eventually she got up, and stared at the door to the hut before turning away. I bright slash of light appeared in front of her, widening until it revealed a long hall way on the other side. She looked around the hut once more before stepping through, as her back foot cleared the bright opening it winked out of existence.
A tall man in a flowing black cloak opened the hut door and strode through as soon as Lahrin had left, his beady eyes surveyed the room carefully scrutinizing every little detail. Wiggling his nose at the smell of sweat he stepped closer to the mattress. His mouth twisted into a snarl as he remember the face of the man that had been fucking Lahrin.
They had not know they we’re being watched since they left the battle but the man had always prided himself on his ability to be stealthy. Before the man left he kick the mattress hard enough that it slid to the opposite wall. Anger was painted on his face as he walked through the door.
“Lahrin has played her little game long enough, I will not lose Thear’drem to some punk kid” He said aloud as another dazzling doorway opened in front of him. Without waiting another second he stepped through into a dimly light room with stone walls and a blue and white carpet on the floor. When he was completely through the doorway vanished.

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Gepetto Falls Off the Wagon

Snow White was sitting on Pinocchio’s face, grinding her hips like a pestle and grunting “Tell a lie! Tell the truth! Tell a lie!” Gepetto permitted himself one long, lustful survey of her porcelain buttocks, impaled on Pinocchio’s nose, before closing the door in disgust. The little bastard, he thought. I make the boy out of nothing but an armload of planks, give him the gift of life, and what does he do? He whores his novelty nose to a train of slutty princesses and blushing damsels. First there had been Little Red Riding Hood, that jailbait minx with her tote bag full of goodies and her thighs scissored around the lad’s pencil neck for hours at a time. She had stamina; Gepetto had been kept awake entire nights by her wolfish howls. And then Briar Rose, who had woken up with years of repressed libido bursting her breast: far too much for that staid prince and his chaste good-morning smooches. She’d wanted it all, had ordered the boy through cowgirl, reverse cowgirl, missionary, and doggy-style nosejobs along with positions Gepetto couldn’t have identified with the aid of the Kama Sutra. Their affair had reached a level of kinkiness Gepetto had never imagined. Briar Rose had nearly flooded him out of his room when they’d experimented with watersports, and then the brat had the nerve to ask Gepetto for weatherproofing.
After that energetic fling had come Cinderella, with her shy-girl act, ragged Emo wardrobe, and pumpkin-sized hooters. She had almost turned the casual sex into a relationship. Then one day Cinderella had squealed to a stop outside the house in her mouse-powered sports car and climbed though Pinocchio’s window to find him giving a throbbing snoot-ride to her fairy godmother. Pinocchio had tried to weasel his way out of it, but the same feature that kept him up to his eyebrows in muff had proved his undoing. By the time he had finished explaining, his nose had been so swollen even Alice, with her talent for making holes stretch, couldn’t have fit it anywhere.
And now Snow White, the hottest disenfranchised princess in all of Fairyland. God damn. According to Sleazy, whose foul mouth and vivid imagination had gotten him banned from all the storybooks, Snow White could take all eight dwarves in a night and still have enough energy for three rounds behind closed doors with a Rampant Rabbit. But Sleazy had been known to lie almost as much as Pinocchio; according to the woodsman, Snow White never touched those dwarves. The one thing Gepetto knew for sure was that she gave Pinocchio’s face regular and thorough workouts.
Aw fuck it. Gepetto knew the score: he was jealous. The last time he’d lubed his crankshaft, Rapunzel had been wearing a bob. And look at her now: Gepetto couldn’t help remembering the time he’d been working on the fence in the front yard and glanced in the window to spy her mounting Pinocchio. Blond hair that cascaded over the two of them like a shifting blanket and a completely shaved snatch, gleaming with dew. It was almost more than he could bear to think about. Just listening to the wooden brat reaming his way through the Fairyland phone book was the closest Gepetto’d come to a sex life in decades. If he weren’t so disgusted by the lad’s antics he’d probably have been whacking off with his ear to the wall, imagining that it was his own lined face plumbing all those pink and puckered girl-parts. Maybe he could drill a hole in the wall… Too late to find out if the rumours were true about Little Red Riding Hood taking it in the butt, though, unless she came back for another round.
Gepetto rummaged noisily in his cabinets, hoping to remind the kid he was still alive but knowing Pinocchio wouldn’t be able to hear anything with Snow White’s thighs clapped over his ears. He emerged with a bottle of apricot brandy and a chipped mug. He had given up drinking years ago, hoping to make himself a role-model for Pinocchio, and look where it had got him. Why deny himself any longer? Life had to hold some pleasures. The bottle had been in his cupboard for ages; the three bears had presented it to Gepetto in appreciation after he made them a wooden cage for that thieving Goldilocks. Goldilocks: even she’d be grown up by now. Wouldn’t be a surprise to find her getting the nasal probing one of these days. The right combination of fibs and part-truths and Pinocchio’s face-mounted dildo would probably be just right.
With a sigh like an asthmatic tea-kettle Gepetto plunked his tired ass onto the workbench and poured himself a generous shot. Then another. He kept knocking them back until the bottle was empty. Shit, was that all he had? He tossed aside work gloves and sketchbooks until he found several dusty bottles of cheap vodka and whiskey. Not the good stuff, but it would do for an all-night bender. If he wanted to restock on quality hooch, he’d better make something else for those bears. Or maybe the three pigs had a stash. Those talking pork chops always needed something built, the way they went through houses.
Make something – yeah, that’s what he should do. No more wallowing in self-pity. He was Gepetto, the finest damn woodcutter in the land. Who needed the ungrateful brat? He could build a new and better marionette, one that didn’t fuck off with half the neighbourhood. Gepetto grabbed his toolbox and staggered towards the woodpile. Not just a surrogate son, this time, or a pathetic little buddy – a broad. Why should Pinocchio be the only one around here getting laid?
Gepetto assembled several blocks of wood – torso, arms, legs, head, and a short connecting plank for the neck. It took all of his willpower to start carving at the head, the way he normally did. This wasn’t going to be a block of wood with two holes and a pair of tits, he told himself. It would be a masterpiece, like the boy. Better than the boy. Gepetto worked with maniacal energy. “Busy as a beaver,” he cackled to himself as he chipped and shaped his wood. The clich?urned into a chant: “busy as a beaver, as a beaver, a beaver, beaver, bea-ver, BEA-VER…” Woodchips rained onto the floor and sawdust coated Gepetto’s beard. His wrists ached but he drove himself onward, stopping only long enough to gulp the occasional frantic mouthful of booze. His mallet rose and fell in a rhythmic blur, the chisel penetrating and shaping wood with urgent but tender ease. Gepetto worked without fatigue, fuelled by lust and alcohol. Hammering sounds drowned out Snow White’s frantic grunting, then later Pinocchio’s satisfied snores.
Gepetto stepped back to study his progress so far. The creature taking shape under his hands was beyond beautiful. Wide eyes with lashes like flowerbeds, full lips of dark rosewood. The cheekbones sculpted her face into a luscious pear shape framed by a torrent of sandalwood hair. The limbs were smooth and delicate yet muscular; he had modelled the legs after Gretel’s. Strong thighs and calves from tireless walking, supple, with elegant feet. The torso was proportioned but unfinished: Gepetto had saved it for last so he could concentrate on it exclusively, make it his finest work.
After two deep, mind-clearing slugs of whiskey he was ready for the challenge. Gepetto chose his best carving knives and started with a perfectly round but discreet indentation for the belly button. Then he set to work shaping the breasts into buoyant half-globes, like grapefruits lifting their faces towards the sun to say hello. He teased them into peaks topped by nipples alert with passion and promise. Not as prominent as Cinderella’s eye-popping rack but subtler. Gepetto was convinced Cinderella was magically enhanced, anyway.
Gepetto switched to a fine whittling knife for the details of the pubis. He was decorating the cleft with a cloud of curving hairs when a wicked thought struck him: he’d give her a landing strip! That would be far sexier and more womanly than Rapunzel’s little-girl look. And then the labia. Gepetto was sweating as he incised a delicate slit between the legs before feathering it into lacy folds and crinkles and topping it off with a budding clitoris: the cherry atop the sundae.
Before he could get too entranced by his own creation Gepetto flipped it over and shaped the ass into ripe mounds. Using his hammer and chisel with deftness a pointillist painter would have envied he split it with a deep, straight crack, then canted the edges. And then, the finale. Probing to the bottom of the crack with his thinnest awl, working by touch alone, Gepetto produced a ring of tiny creases, even and symmetrical, radiating like petals from the pistil of a tantalizing flower. Gepetto stood for a second and gawked, slack-jawed. The ass was stunning: it possessed its own gravity. The woman herself was an orrery, a perfectly aligned set of spheres: breasts, mound, buttocks.
Gepetto mopped his brow. His heart thudded and his cock strained against his woodworking apron. What would he name her? Julietta. That had the right ring to it. Gepetto was ready for action. He groped under the workbench for the bag of magic dust gifted him long ago by good-witch Glenda, the dust he had used once on Pinocchio and then never again. He scooped a handful and sprinkled it over the mannequin, then waited, holding his breath, while she stirred. The wooden woman turned over and sat up, blinking and looking around her. Gepetto was transfixed by the movement of her breasts as she breathed. Her dusky nipples hardened in the cool of the workshop’s night air. So like flesh: she was far more realistic than Pinocchio! As the doll pivoted to dangle her feet over the edge of the table, Gepetto stared at her cunt. Had he really sculpted that? A neat arrangement of downy pubic hair framed the soft bulge of labia majora. And those slim inner lips, just barely protruding in a teasing display of pink. Julietta shifted, taking in Gepetto and her surroundings, and her thighs parted, pulling the labia apart into a vibrant, gleaming vista that reminded Gepetto of his first dawn.
Introductions and explanations would have to wait, because Gepetto could not. He stripped off his leather apron and yanked his belt free, letting his trousers tumble into an ankle-deep canvass pool. Under the workbench he kept a pot of grease – that would do the trick. He slathered a dollop over his glans and a handful over Julietta’s crotch and levered her upper body back onto the table. Then he parted her legs by shuffling forward, trousers snagging at his feet, until he was between her thighs, pressed up against the warmth of her belly.
One smooth thrust and Gepetto’s modest (at best) dick was embedded to the balls in Julietta’s crevice. Julietta gasped with surprise and delight, her fingers digging into Gepetto’s shoulders. Gepetto moaned. The tunnel was so deep and tight; it gripped his cock with fierce strength. He eased himself back out and then plunged in again. He clasped Julietta’s hips and lifted them off the table as he began a frenzied thrusting. “Oh yeah, oh yeah baby,” Gepetto grunted as his cock hammered in and out of Julietta’s virgin hole. “Who’s your daddy? Huh, doll? Who’s your daddy!” Gepetto built to a frantic rhythm, his buttocks clenching with each deep stroke. He released Julietta’s hips with one hand and rummaged for the grease again, coating his fingers. While his prick soaked in the warmth of Julietta’s pussy he reached beneath her trembling hips and fondled her ass until his fingers had wormed between the cheeks. He rubbed his gooey fingers in circles around the firm ring of her anus, spreading lubrication. His forefinger dipped inside and Gepetto wiggled it, trying to match the urgent quiverings of his cock in Julietta’s quim.
Julietta was panting, tossing her head from side to side. Gepetto struggled not to come. “You want wood, baby? I’ll give you wood!” He spun Julietta over and slipped out of her oozing vagina. Taking her ass in a fierce grip he rubbed his greasy cock between the smooth mounds of her buttocks, exploring the deep cleft like a snake probing the burrow of its prey. The engorged head of his prick nestled against her puckered rosebud and he pushed. Julietta made a shocked yipping noise, arched her back, and shimmied her ass towards Gepetto, engulfing his entire penis. Their moans mingled with the creaking of the table as they rocked themselves together. Dear God, her ass was tight! It reminded Gepetto of that drunken night years ago when he had tried to fuck his wood vice. Of course, the wood vice hadn’t thrashed with delight, squirming and rotating against him while alternately clenching and relaxing around his shaft.
Gepetto’s balls were slapping against Julietta’s slick pussy lips and swollen clit as he drove himself harder and faster into the depths of her asshole. He released his grip with one hand to slap her ass, keeping time with Julietta’s pants and contractions. He could feel the climax building within him; the need to come was almost intolerable. His cock burned. With a guttural howl Gepetto exploded into climax, pumping gout after gout of thick semen into Julietta’s ass. The relief was minimal; Gepetto’s penis still throbbed with a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. No, it was pain! Gepetto felt as though he had thrust himself into a wasps’ nest. He looked down as he slid out of Juliette’s anal grasp, and screamed.
When Pinocchio and Snow White tip-toed out for breakfast, they found Gepetto curled in a pool of blood at the feet of a sobbing, exquisite woman made of wood. While Snow White draped a blanket over the woman’s shoulders, Pinocchio looked down at his creator with pity and a touch of scorn. The poor fool – had he never noticed Pinocchio sanding and varnishing his nose twice a day? Now the old man was dead of the worst case of splinters Fairyland had ever seen.

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Deborah: Closure

The final part of the ‘Deborah’ story; follows on from the first two so read those first to get the most out of this one

Kitty’s Reward

Hi, It’s Kitty. Let me tell you a little about me and my owner. I am 5’2″,brown hair, brown eyes, and a 36C. My Owner is 5’6″, blue eyes, blonde hair, and very muscular. We decided to write this story because we wanted to play around with ideas for the future. We hope you like it. Lets us know what you think. 😉

Naughty Stephanie Chapter 7

Chapter Seven: ——————————————————–
She quickly got Paige’s panties off, then rolled over onto her belly and gazed at her sister’s soft, furry pussy. She thought back to exactly what the boys had done to her own pussy, what had worked best, then began to experiment on Paige’s cunt.
Soon Paige was writhing on the bed, cursing and moaning, her body jerking and trembling under orgasm after orgasm as Stevie drove her tongue up into the blonde snatch and chewed her clitty like it was bubblgum.
It was fun, and she got to be better and better, able to judge just when Paige was about to cum, able to drag her up right to the edge of climax, then hold back, let her ease down, then blow her up again until the little blonde was shaking and trembling and begging to cum.
It was probably Paige’s moans and groans and begging that drew Rob to her door. She’d locked it but he must have heard enough through the closed door to pique his curiosity. He’d managed to open the door with a coat hanger.
Stevie didn’t even know he was there at first. He made no sound as he stared in stunned amazement at the sight of Stevie eating out a writhing, wriggling Paige, his boner almost tearing through his pants as he swallowed repeatedly.
Stevie finally heard his heavy breathing and tore her, by now tired tongue from Paige’s honey coated snatch, turned and widened her eyes in alarm when she realized they were discovered.
But then she saw the big bulge in his pants and smiled, realizing there would be no difficulty at all with this last brother. She fumed her eyes on her sister and noted Paige had still not realized they had a visitor. The blonde’s eyes were closed and she was moaning weakly.
Smiling, Stevie rolled the little blonde onto her belly and spread her legs. She rose to her knees beside the blonde and slid one hand in between her thighs to cup and squeeze her pussy. She slid the other hand beneath Paige’s belly and pulled the blonde up onto her knees.
Paige’s face remained buried in the pillow as she raised her ass high and spread her legs. Stevie stroked her pussy as she looked up at Rob, who was staring right into Paige’s gold trimmed pussy slit.
“You know what you need, Paige?” she whispered into Paige’s ear. “You need a good stiff cock up inside you.”
She pinched Paige’s clitty and the blonde moaned in agreement.
Stevie looked at Rob and motioned him forward. Rob just stared at first, then as she gestured at Paige7s glistening wet slot he stumbled slowly forward, as if in a daze. Stevie took his hand and pulled him onto the bed behind their sister, then undid his pants and pulled out his angry red cock.
She leaned forward and gave it a little suck just to get it wet. But from the strangled gasp that came from Rob she knew he would pop in seconds if she continued.
She took her lips away and pushed him forward behind Paige. Rob’s eyes were glued to his sister’s round little ass and that soft little mound between her thighs. Stevie knelt beside him, suoking Paige’s slit as she took his cock in her other hand and drew the head forward against her sister’s cunt.
She rubbed it up and down the slit, drawing a sigh of pleasure from Paige, then pushed in harder.
“Fuck meeeee,” Paige sighed, groaning as the cock pushed in deeper.
Rob’s shaking hands clutched the blonde’s ass cheeks, then he pushed forward, throwing all his weight behind his cock as he sank it deeper in Paige’s swat.
“Ooohhhh… Ohhhhhhhhhh,” Paige groaned. “Wha…. what… Steeeveeeeeee…”
“You’re gonna get fucked, Paige,” Stevie said.
Paige raised her head and fumed, looking back through bleary eyes. At last she noticed Rob behind her, and realized his cock was nestled inside her fuck entrance.
“Nooooooo,” she moaned. “I… I… I’m a viiiiiiirrggiiiiiin!”
Then Rob lunged forward and she wasn’t.
She cried out, bucking and twisting in an attempt to free herself from the gnawing bite of Rob’s cock as it moved steadily forward, burrowing into her cunt.
Stevie gripped her shoulders and held her tight, licking the side of her ear and purring softly as the blonde shook and trembled, then gave a sudden lurch forward.
Paige let out a long moan and then her head sank back down to the pillow. Stevie looked back and saw Rob had buried his cock inside Paige’s tight, formerly virginal pussy hole.
“Now you’ve got it up you all the way,” she sighed.
“Oh Goddddddd,” Paige groaned.
“Oh Jeeeeesus,” Rob moaned.
He gave a sudden series of humping motions. then groaned even louder as his cum blasted our into Paige’s belly. He was too aroused to get soft though, and soon began to pump into Paige with steady, deep strokes, while Stevie looked on and supervised.
Paige was able to rise onto all fours and began humping back against Rob as they got into a steady rhythm. Stevie stroked her pussy a little and watched, too excited to care that much about her raw cunt meat now as she watched her brother ram his cock into her sister’s moist pussy.
Unfortunately, Rob hadn’t locked the door, nor even closed it tight when he’d come in. Mike came home, came upstairs to change, and had promptly heard the sounds coming from Stevie’s room. He investigated and found Rob pounding it to the blonde, while a naked Stevie sat back beside them rubbing her crotch.
“Holy Fuck!” he cried.
His eyes were bulging as he stared at Paige’s upturned ass, his brother’s cock pumping into the little blond pussy, and Stevie’s fingers dancing in her wide open crotch. Rob and Paige halted, Rob looking back apprehensively, Paige with dazed confusion.
“Mike,” Stevie said, “come on in.”
He did, shuffling forward, not taking his eyes of Paige and Rob until Stevie stood up and hugged him with her naked body.
“I fucked Mike yesterday,” she told the others with a smile. Mike blushed a little, swallowing nervously as he stared down at his sister’s big round breasts. She smiled and held his hand, bringing it down between her legs and placing it against her moist cunt mound.
He didn’t resist, his cock bulging as Stevie ground herself down on his open hand, whining like a bitch in heat as her soft furry cunt mound rubbed against his fingers.
Rob turned back to Paige and resumed his hard fucking motions, even more excited now. Mike continued to watch them, but then was distracted by Stevie, who was undoing his pants.
“So… someone might come,” he gasped.
“I fucked the twins this morning,” she said casually, “And Daddy last night.”
“You fucked Dad?!” he cried.
The others didn’t hear, being too busy. Stevie placed her lips against Mike’s as her hand slid down into his pants and began squeezing his rapidly hardening cock. Mike was dumbfounded, his blood boiling with the images of his naked sister dancing in his head, images of Stevie with the twins, with his father, raw, carnal, bestial images that made his head pound with lust.
Stevie was sliding her tongue across his lips, stroking his cock in his loosened pants, and still rubbing her pussy over his hand. Mike shook his head, then took the initiative. He pushed her away and jerked his pants down and off, his eyes flicking from Stevie to the humping, groaning couple on the bed.
“You fucking slut,” he gasped.
He pulled her around roughly and shoved her onto the bed next to Paige. Stevie willingly bent over, her shoulders rubbing against Paige’s as the blonde girl was jerked back and forth by Rob’s hard pumping. Mike climbed into bed behind her and she felt his giant prong against her slit.
She whimpered a little at the stinging, but her cunt was wet and hot and his massive, purpled penis soon forced her tight lips apart and slid into her sheath. She lowered her face to the mattress, clutching her head in her hands as her pussy tunnel was bloated out by the fat fuck-tool being forced into her.
Even Rob, as excited as he was, paused and watched his older brother’s monster cock as Mike jammed more and more of it into Stevie’s slit.
“Shit, you got a big cock,” he said in admiration. “How can she take that much meat?”
“She’ll take it,” Mike growled. “I pumped the little bitch’s pussy yesterday and she was screaming with pleasure.”
He gave a hard lunge forward, drawing a gasp of pain from the trembling redhead. He reached down and gripped her ass, then shifted his grip to her thigh, jerking her legs a little further open. His hands slid up her back and onto her shoulders, gripping her tightly as he rammed his hips forward.
Stevie gave a cry of pain, her head and chest coming up off the bed as she straightened her arms. She was panting for breath as she looked back at the two boys behind her.
Mike jerked her body back as he pumped hard, finally embedding his meaty tool in her tight, silky belly. He ground his hairy hips into her buttocks as his hands slid off her shoulders and down beneath her chest, cupping, then mashing her swaying tits.
“Fuck, she’s got good tits,” he groaned.
“Paige has a better ass,” Rob grunted, resuming his hard fucking motions.
“Coupla fuckin’ sluts,” Mike growled, ramming his cock up Stevie’s fuck pipe with a harsh thrusting motion.
Rob emulated him, and both sisters were soon jerking back and forth on all fours as their asses were slapped by hard male hips. Paige tossed and shook her head, whimpering and groaning in pleasure, then humped back furiously, her eyes wide, head flung back as she gurgled in ecstasy.
Stevie was in a dazed state of delight herself humping back slowly, her cunt still aching with fullness but also burning with pleasure.
Suddenly the long, thick cock was withdrawn. She continued humping back for long moments, her body feeling suddenly vacant, empty. Then hands gripped her hips and another cock pressed into her wet cunt entrance. Rob was behind her, the brothers having changed places, and his cock skewered her as he embedded it in her tight pussy.
His hands roamed her body, stroking, squeezing, fondling and groping, fingers pinching and pulling her silky flesh. His cock inside her was pistoning excitedly making up for its smaller size by slicing through her cunt lips with a furious whip-sawing motion.
On the verge of orgasm, whimpers and cries from beside her drew Stevie’s bleary eyes around.
Paige had fallen forward onto her face, then twisting and writhing as if to escape impalement, had slid onto her side on the bed. Her top leg was pressed against Mike’s muscular chest as he forced inch after inch of monster cock into the little blonde’s belly. He held her by the waist, his giant hands almost enveloping the tiny waisted blonde.
Paige’s legs and arms jerked and trembled, her legs bouncing, flopping, her hands pawing at the bed beside and above her as Mike jerked her back and forth like a rag doll. Her crotch was pried wide, his massive pole of flesh piercing her like a spear.
He forced every last inch into the wriggling, moaning girl, then began to pound it back and forth inside her with merciless sexual excitement. He jerked her bodily back to meet his powerful thrust, impaling her again and again on his fuck-stick.
But then her eyes and mind were overcome by her own sexual inner turmoil as Stevie was propelled into a powerful orgasmic eruption that shook her to the core. She humped hack desperately, grunting like a hog as her cunt exploded around Rob’s rutting prong.
Her fuck hole spasmed and squeezed and tore at his cock, jerking him into a long overdue orgasm as well. His fingers whitened, digging into her hips like steel as his hips hammered her rounded buttocks. Wad after wad of sizzling, steaming cum spurted down into the bottom of her fuck tube, dribbling into her womb to bubble and boil.
Beside her, Paige was totally blanked out by another crashing orgasm, but Mike continued to ram his cock deep into her slender belly. He poured a massive load of juice down her hole, then collapsed atop her, licking and sucking at her throat and face.
“Jesus what a cunt she’s got, ” Rob groaned, letting his softening prick slide out from Stevie’s slit. Stevie fell forward onto the bed, then rolled onto her back, chest heaving.
“They’re both tight,” Mike sighed, letting his own cock emerge from the nearly unconscious blonde’s creamy cunt opening.
“If Dad finds out we’ve been screwing them we’ll get tossed out on our asses,” Rob said, sitting back on his heels, his eyes still moving admiringly over his sisters’ gorgeous bodies.
“Didn’t you hear what Stephanie said?”
“What?”
“She fucked Dad yesterday, and the twins today.”
“What!”
“Yeah.”
“Holy shit!”
“Some kind of whore, huh?”
“Hey, Stevie, is that true?”
“He was spanking me, then he fucked me,” Stevie sighed dreamily.
“Wow.”
“Yeah, so I guess we got a home supply of ready pussy for a while,” Mike said, eyes gleaming.
“Hey, you know what they were doing when I came in?”
Mike shook his head.
“They were together, man, Stevie was sucking Paige off.”
“No shit!”
“Yeah.”
“Whoah, what a hot little pair.”
“Yeah, look it, I think they’re still hot for each other.”
Stevie and Paige were lying side by side, bodies pressed against each other in several places. Paige’s arm had come out and was laying across Stevie’s hack. Both girls’ faces were within inches of each other.
“Hey, Stevie, let’s see you to do a dyke number,” Mike demanded.
“Mmmmmmm?” Stevie sighed.
Mike rolled Paige onto her back. The blonde blinked her eyes up at him in confusion. He pulled Stevie over on top of her sister, their breasts crushing each other, their hot flesh rubbing together. He and Rob moved up to kneel on the edges of the bed, watching the two.
“C’mon, kiss her, let’s see you two go,” Rob grinned down at the two.
Stevie shifted herself over to one side, coming half off her older sister. Her body was still enveloped in the warm afterglow of sexual glory, partly sated. Still, Paige’s skin felt nice, soft, warm, and she was excited by her brothers, request.
She kissed Paige as the boys watched avidly. Paige was starting to come around again, and was looking at her brothers warily. She pushed her hands against Stevie as if to shove her away, but Stevie slid a hand under her head and mashed her lips down on the blonde, then shoved her other hand between Paige’s legs and gripped her cunt mound.
Paige groaned, her hand gripping Stevie’s wrist as the redhead slid two fingers into her furry pussy and began stroking her clit. Paige’s resistance crumbled rapidly and her hand came away as she spread her legs and started to kiss Stevie back.
The two girls exchanged long wet kisses, their tongues sliding back and forth as their brothers watched. Stevie ground her hips into Paige, her right thigh rubbing back and forth against Paige’s fuck mound as she slid her tongue deep into the blonde’s mouth.
She stroked and squeezed Paige’s breasts, then straddled the blonde and let her own fat mammaries hang above the girl’s face. Paige reached up, squeezing them, then, as Stevie bent over, she brought the right nipple to her mouth and started sucking like a child.
Excited, Rob reached over and gripped Stevie’s left breast, squeezing it. Mike slid a hand in between the redhead’s thighs and stroked her pussy as Stevie humped back against it.
Then Stevie slid downward until she was laying on her belly between Paige’s thighs. She began to lick and suck the blonde slit, her tongue scooping out thick wads of semen as Paige writhed in glorious pleasure.
“Look at her suck,” Rob said admiringly.
“Look at Paige move,” Mike laughed.
Hands on her hips raised Stevie to her knees and then a cock rammed into her from behind. She glanced up briefly to see Rob had climbed behind her and was fucking her with considerable excitement.
She turned back to Paige’s cunt, twirling her tongue over the blonde’s clitty as Paige humped up at her. Mike knelt over Paige’s face and dangled his cock over her lips. She opened her mouth and his fat cockhead slid between.
Paige sucked mindlessly as her body was pummelled by a rippling sexual firestorm. As Mike’s cock hardened Paige could barely fit her lips around it, but she ignored the discomfort as her blitzed mind tore through orgasm after orgasm.
Rob dumped his second load in Stevie’s pussy, then the two picked up the slender redhead and fumed her around so she and Paige were in a sixty-nine. They sat back on their heels and watched the two hot teenage girls suck and chew on each other’s pussies.
The twins soon joined them, taking in the situation without surprise and stripping off their clothes as they watched. Paige and Stevie wriggle and rock in a carnal sexual embrace.
Then, exhausted, the two girls rolled apart, panting for breath, bodies covered in sweat. The twins, hard-ons bouncing, shifted them around so they were lying on their bellies, then spread their legs apart and climbed between their quivering thighs.
“What are you guys gonna do?” Rob wondered.
In answer both twins, greased up their cocks with baby oil, then pressed them against the girls’ assholes.
“They’re gonna fuck them in the ass!” Rob exclaimed.
Paige raised her head at that, trying to see through her cascading blonde hair. She tried to turn over but Donnie held her easily in place as he put more and more pressure on her asshole. She grunted and whined in pain.
“Wait,” she gasped. “Donnie. Oon’t. D… Don’t! Ooohhhh’ Uuhhhhhh!”
“It doesn’t hurt, Paige,” Stevie said, raising her own head and fuming to watch Donnie’s cock as it pushed into the blonde’s ass.
“Just loosen up your ass muscles. Donnie will go slow and you take it a bit at a time.”
“I can’t,” Paige moaned.
“Sure you can. It feels great to have a cock up your ass, Paige. Trust me.”
Stevie loosened her own ass muscles, sighing in pleasure as Dennis’ cock slid deeper into her rectum.
Donnie took longer to get his cock into Paige, but soon both boys were pumping away at the girls’ assholes, their cocks driving deep as they bounced up and down.
“I gotta get me some of that,” Rob said, his cock hardening again.
“I don’t think they could take mine back there,” Mike sighed.
Stevie, grunting and sighing in pleasure, raised her head and shoved her hair aside to give him a hot steamy look.
“Try me,” she whispered.
Mike’s cock gave a quiver at the words.
Rob slid his legs around Paige’s body as he shifted his ass forward. He brought his cock up against her face as she raised it, then pressed his hard nosed click against her lips. Paige slid her lips around it and began sucking. Mike moved in front of Stevie and soon his cock too, was inside a hungry female mouth.
And so, it was with some shock that Jack finally fund out where all his kids were. He stood there in the doorway, dumbstruck as he watched the two girls laying on their bellies, sucking on their brothers cocks as the twins sodomised them with obvious relish.
He did not take part in the sexual antics, though his cock bulged in his pants. He watched for a minute then backed away, seen only by Stevie and the twins.
The twins spat their wads down into the girls’ respective assholes, and Rob and Mike shifted around to take their place. Rob easily pushed his cock down into Paige’s asshole, but Mike and Stephanie had to work at it to fit his monster tool into her tiny round hole.
They managed though, and soon Stevie was bouncing up and down on Mike’s cock as her older brother lay on his back and fondled her breasts.
Afterwards, as fucked out as they were, Stevie and Paige, after cleaning themselves up a bit and donning some of Stevie’s sexy lingerie, padded down the hall to their father’s room.
Stevie opened the door and led the way in. Jack was sitting on the edge of his bed, staring out the window, but said nothing as the two teenagers entered. Stevie was confident, Paige nervous and a little embarrassed. No words were exchanged as Stevie led her sister over to the edge of their father’s bed.
He looked up at the lush, nubile young bodies standing before him and swallowed nervously. Then Stevie and Paige sat on either side of him. Stevie slid her hand down between his legs and began stroking his cock through his pants while Paige stroked his chest and shoulders.
Soon they were all naked. Jack fucked Paige first, then Stevie, then he made them do their lesbian show for him, which so excited him he was able to fuck both girls again. Stevie seemingly had no inhibitions left, and Paige was rapidly losing hers.
The two paraded around the house from then on in tight skirts, short shorts and lacy lingerie, depending on the time of day. They were fucked constantly, with their only problem being scheduling. Often one brother or another, or their Dad, would show up at their door around bedtime, only to find them already getting their pussies pumped.
For the first few weeks they all exhausted themselves in near constant sex, fucking and sucking all over the house, in every manner of position. Fucking the girls became so accepted, so casual, that sometimes it would take piece in the midst of a tv show, or breakfast.
One or another of the males would turn to Stevie or Paige during a commercial, slip her panties off, if she were wearing any, and slide his cock up her fuck tunnel for a fast screw, even as the rest of the family sat around talking or eating.
It became a source of amusement, but not scandal or surprise, for them all to be gathered around the table eating, and for Jack, or one of the boys, to pull Stevie or Paige onto their laps. Usually the girls came to breakfast naked, knowing how horny men were in the morning.
Usually Stevie would sit on her father’s lap, her back to him as she sank her cunt down onto his blood engorged prick. He loved to sink his fingers into her fat tits as he pumped into her.
All five of the males would want to fuck one or the other of the girls before bedtime, which often left the girls exhausted, but happy. The worst time was when one or the other of the girls had her period. Then her sister would have to take on all five before getting any sleep.
But they coped happily, adapting their loving family to accommodate this new variety of love. The only problem, at least from Stevie’s point of view, was that the men got a little possessive of her body, nor wanting her to date, for instance, and that they would fuck her whenever they wanted to, regardless of how she felt at the time.
The guys started to take them for granted, stuffing their pricks in and humping away for a couple of minutes, then spilling their seed and leaving. Sometimes it got to be darned annoying, and both she and Paige started to feel like fucking the men was some kind of chore.

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Meeting the Pack

Has been a while since I posted anything, and this has a new element to my previous stories. If enough people like it, I will continue the tale. Enjoy