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This my gay fantasy. If sex between to adult men bothers you, don’t read it! Otherwise, enjoy! My first post, I hope you like it and bekind with your comments

Fantasy

Aunty and I

Here is a new story. There are no sequels but you can suggest something for me to write and I will write a story. This is a fake story sex wise and the reason I find it hard writing stories is because I don’t actually have experiences to draw on. So suggest something and I’ll write something. Please comment.

Fantasy

Fucked in the Ass

FUCKED IN THE ASS
I was leaving Cinema X one Saturday night. It was busy, and I’d had to park toward the back of the parking lot. That was not always bad news. Often one could connect with another guy who wanted to blow somebody or be blown without paying the entrance fee. It was easy in the back of the parking lot to bend over and take the guy in your mouth or to lean on a car and get a quick blow job.
I’d had a pretty good night having been sucked off by one guy and having sucked three guys dry. One of these guys was black, my first venture into interracial sex. It’s not something I’d either avoided doing nor something I’d been dying to do. He come big and tasted good, which was all I could ask for. I’d also jacked another guy off, getting his sperm all over my blue scrubs. As I neared the car I passed three guys talking next to an old ford pickup. I nodded at them as I passed and they nodded back. They appeared to be skinheads, pretty heavily tattooed.
After I’d passed them, I heard a rustle behind me and I was grabbed suddenly. Two of the guys, the smaller of the three held me firmly while the big guy cut away all of my clothes with a large switch blade knife. I stood naked while they looked me over. The big guy took out his cock and stroked it to hardness. It was pretty large, say 9” long and pretty thick. He nodded to the other two who proceeded to throw me over the hood of the pickup. One of them held my head down on the hood, the other pulled my arms around behind me. My feet were still on the ground. The big guy grabbed my wrists and held them behind me, while the other two stood back to watch.
He then told the third guy he was going to stick his cock in my ass. My ass was pretty wet already from the blowjobs I’d given, and I could feel the cock going up and down my ass crack lubing it some more. It finally stopped at my asshole and the guy pulled me back by my arms, impaling me on his sizeable pole. It only went in a couple inches, but I cried out in pain. He pulled back almost out then pushed quickly in again eliciting another cry of pain from me. I was lubing up internally by now, so the third thrust into me was less painful. He began pulling faster on my wrists, thrusting into me harder and harder.
The other two guys were chanting now, saying things like, “Fuck his ass, Manny”, “Pack his dirt, man; make him cry for mercy”, and “Show the fag who’s boss.”
By the 4th or 5th thrust, the pain had turned to pleasure. I began to look forward to his thrusts, which came faster and harder. I began to push back into his thrusts, such as I could being held as I was. The guy holding my head had let go long ago, but I wasn’t going anywhere. My chest was pressed into the hood of the car.
This was the first time I had ever been raped in such a manner. He rammed me really hard, drilling my asshole in a rapid tattoo, his balls bouncing on mine, his pubic hair banging into my ass cheeks. He must have rammed me like that for 15 minutes, pulling me back onto his cock with my arms. We were both breathing hard. He began to grunt, and call out to some obscure deity. He said “Take this, fag!” when he gave me a particularly hard thrust.
I could tell when he was about to come by the throbbing in his cock and by his increased vocalizing. He began to come in huge wads, depositing them deep in my ass. I also cried out, encouraging him to fuck me harder. He kept ramming me, pulling me hard onto his cock by my arms until his cock softened, then plopped out of my gaping asshole. He called the other two guys over to see how my asshole gaped after his rape. They all laughed at my predicament and he asked if they wanted to take a turn. They both turned him down, noting the dirt on his cock. He took the time to clean his cock off by rubbing it on my ass, then wiping it with some of the rags that used to be my clothes.
He let go of my arms and I fell, spent, to the ground. I kind of liked even the feeling of the rough gravel on my ass. The two smaller guys now moved toward me with their cocks out. They were both quite hard and they were jacking those cocks.
“We want to cum all over him,” one of them said. He sounded hostile about it, but I rather liked the idea. They were jacking hard, now. I sat on the gravel and waited for them to come. I realized my own cock was very hard, so I began jacking my own. So there were the three of us, jacking off together. The big guy was laughing at us. Both of them had cocks somewhat larger than mine. We were in kind of a race to see who would finish first. As they got closer to coming, they moved closer to me, which I liked, as I hoped to catch some of their spunk in my mouth.
As the first guy came, he shouted at me, “Take this, you fucking spic.” I had trouble being insulted since I was of Irish extraction. Intelligence didn’t seem to be his strong suit. The other guy came first, and I was able to catch some in my mouth, the rest was sprayed over my chest and legs. Then I came, spouting my come up and onto my legs and onto one of the guys shoes, but he didn’t notice it. Last, the third guy came, mostly on my chest and legs. I took my finger and got some off my leg, then sucked it into my mouth. It was tasty. They both tucked their now flaccid cocks into their jeans and gave me dirty looks.
The three guys got into the pickup, and I rolled out of the way, as they pulled out of the parking lot. I was aware of feeling a little disappointed that the other two hadn’t taken their turns at my ass. It felt as if I could have taken more cocks up my ass that night.
I had never had such a fuck! I had come twice. I wondered when he would discover my seed all over his grillwork. I had shot some huge wads myself. I also wondered if I could get home safely naked. I tried to put on my clothes, but they were entirely useless.
I covered my crotch with the rags and drove off. I was really careful not to break the speed limit or to cruise through stop signs. I didn’t need a cop peering into my car with a flashlight. I got home all right, running into my apartment buck naked. I don’t think anyone saw me, but who knows.
Remind me to keep a spare change of clothes in the car.
It took me a little time to clean up the mess on the car seat the next day. I had leaked a lot of the big guy’s spunk onto the seat. The car didn’t smell so hot either. I had fond memories of the event, and began to plot some ways I could put myself into situations where such a thing could happen again.

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The Kidnapping 2 – sleep deprivation

This story might be a little more confusing it contains two different POV’s the female character (written by me) and the male (written by Adam, Edited by me) it’s written how he would like it to happen the darker parts are his POV the rest is mine. This is the second part if you haventaready pleae read the first part before reading this…
The cold winds loudly rattle against the windows as the branches from a nearby tree scratch aggressively against it, consistently banging as if to wake me from my sleep. Slowly I open my eyes and look toward the south facing window , I scowl at the branches that silhouette against my curtains as they seem to decide that now I’m awake they can be quiet and my room fills with beautiful silence. Stretching I look at the red flashing alarm clock noting the time is only 9:05am.
“Ah sod off!” I mumble to myself as I roll over and stuff my head under the cold unused pillow beside me. It only takes seconds before the banging starts up again which causes me to curse loudly and throw my covers off my legs “fine I’m up. Look are you happy now?” I moan to the window which conveniently as gone quiet again. Stomping to the bathroom I turn the shower on and leave it to run a while as I pop down to the kitchen and put two slices of bread into the toaster. The room fills with the sound of Shontelle’s voice as I turn on the radio and dance around to her song ‘impossible’. As the toaster pops up I sway and slide my feet over to the cupboard to pull down a plate and out it next to the butter and apricot jam, quickly covering both slices I take a bite and head back up to my room.
I put the plate on the end of my bed and move to jump in the shower, cleaning myself off quick as my stomach rumbles a warning to feed it. Sitting on the end of the bed my hair wet and dripping down my back, my feet curled beneath me I devour the rest of my toast before moving to the vanity mirror to dry my hair.I lay there as fear grips me for the hundredth time since the first time I woke up in this bed. I need to think of a way to get out of here but my mind just keeps wandering, I can’t seem to concentrate on anything for long. My body aches all over, I think the tablets Debbie gave me last night must be wearing off because I’m starting to feel really tired and my eyes are starting to droop. It’s cold and lonely down here and without the chance to sleep all I have done is try to hear anything I can to figure out where I am but I haven’t had any luck with not being able to concentrate, now hopefully I will be able to close my eyes and get some much needed rest. It’s clear that I won’t be that lucky when I hear the soft padding of footsteps coming down the stairs. I try to look at her but my neck is stiff and it’s easier to just look up at the ceiling and count the strange red dots spread over it.
Its 10:15 by the time I make my way down to the basement to see three. I find him laying on the bed where I left him last night, his eyes looking up to the ceiling and soft mumbling coming from his mouth; it’s not loud enough to hear so intrigued I take a few steps towards him. Seeing the movement from the corner of his eye he looks towards me; I smile as he looks down at my body slowly taking in my curves which is barely covered with a short white lace dress. The strange thing is although the mumbling has stopped his mouth still moves silently. He moves his puffy eyes back to the ceiling and the mumbling starts up again.She walks into the room and round to the side of the bed so I can see her, I feel my body start to relax like it’s been waiting all night to see her again, my eyes travel slowly down her body noticing the bright white see through lace dress that’s clinging to her body like a lover snuggled close to every perfect curve. I feel my cock twitch at the sight. I need to fight this it’s the only thing I can do. So I move my eyes back to the ceiling and start counting the strange marks all over again.
“How are you feeling today?” I ask and smile but there is no reply, just more mumbling.
“I guess that brings us to rule number three.” I continue “When I call or ask you something you answer straight away”.
His eyes move to mine, his anger clouding his pale features.
“Fuck you” he growls looking away.
“Now, now three that is no way to talk to your mistress is it?” I ask climbing onto the bed and up over his legs, my hands rest just under his armpits knowing this will give him a full view of my boobs. For a second His eyes reach down to my breasts as he licks his lips and his cock twitching before determination sets in and his eyes move up to mine. Looking me right in the eyes he sneers
“You. Are. Not. My. Mistress.”
He leans his head up inches from mine, our lips a breath apart. Anyone else and any other situation I would think he was about to kiss me but the anger covering his face makes it clear this his way of daring me to do something.
“My name is ADAM not three. And I will talk to you how I damn well please” he growls never taking his eyes from mine
I know he means to piss me off and make me give up but he doesn’t realise this is the exact reason I love doing this. This is why I chose him. If they gave up so easy it wouldn’t be fun. He will give in they all do but his determination is what I like most, breaking an Alpha male that is strong emotionally, physically and mentally is what it is really about, what really turns me on.
“Are you sure about that?” I say moving down the bed, bending down and taking his semi hard cock in my hand. His eyes keep contact with mine and I see he is bracing himself for pain. I stroke my hand over his balls as I watch his defences lower and pleasure take over, lowering my head I flick my tongue out and lick my way up his cock, leaving little kisses all over it. Still looking him in the eyes I ask
“Wouldn’t it be better to admit the truth?” I take him in my mouth sucking him until he’s as hard as he was last night.
“Think about it. If you’re good to me I will be good to you.” Climbing back up his body I sit on his chest, bending over just enough that my lace covered boobs are inches from his mouth which he opens automatically. His tongue reaching for my nipple which is just out of reach. I start rubbing my pussy over his chest and moaning
“Don’t you think?” I ask again taking my boobs from their confinement and letting them hang, seemingly reaching for his mouth “do you agree” I whisper
“Yes” he moans back as I lower myself into his mouth, the heat from his tongue scorches my nipple in the most delightful way, I arch my back as he hungrily tries to suck more into his mouth.OH god she’s so hot, her breasts are perfect. She leans in and I begin to suck, swirling my tongue around her erect nipple. I want her so much. I want to fight but my body wants to give in. If she is the prize it can’t be that bad. For a second I consider giving in, just a second after all to have her like this without being restrained would be worth it
“See” I whisper “that feels so good doesn’t it?” I lower myself so I’m straddling his waist; my hot now damp pussy rubs against his long, hard cock “admit your mine!”
I take my boobs away from his mouth and press them against his cool chest “tell me your name and you can sink this hard cock into me” I kiss him softly on his lips feeling him open them for me as I slip my tongue in and caress his.
Moving myself over his cock I reach back with my hand and pull my lace thong to one side, he gasps as the heat from my uncovered pussy touches him, pushing against my mouth to deepen the kiss he makes a slight growling noise.
“Tell me your name” I whisper again as I lift his cock to the opening of my pussy and rub it against the wetness. A sudden change comes over him and he turns his head away from mineNO. I won’t be a number no matter how much I want her. I can’t believe I nearly gave in, she isn’t just talking about being with her, and she is talking about me giving up my life to belong to her, my wife, my job, family. NO FUCKING WAY
“My name is ADAM” he growls the anger coming back in full force
Disappointment runs through me, it’s not that he’s holding out but I have turned myself on and now I’m horny and need to cum. I can’t fuck him if he doesn’t at least break on one rule
“Fine you still won’t admit it you won’t get off” I growl back thrusting my face into his before sitting up and thrusting his cock deep into my pussy, he throws his head back as he fills me tightly going ball deep inside me, pleasure washes over him, removing all traces of his anger and hatred. He tries to pull out to thrust back inside me but I don’t move, finally he looks at me again. With an evil grin I laugh.
“This is for me not you, you won’t admit your fate then you don’t get pleasure.”
I laugh again as I bring my knees up in front of me and place my feet under his arms
“You will stay buried deep inside me as I make myself cum but there will not be enough movement to bring yourself off.”
He watches as my hand moves over my stomach and down between my thighs, I pull my thong right over as I spread my lips wide open for him, with his eyes clued to my hand and its movement I throw my head back as my right hand moves in slow circular motions over my clit. His breathing gets faster and shorter as he tries his hardest to push further into me.
“Oh god three,” I moan “Oh fuck yes, it feels so good” moving my fingers faster I feel my body start to heat up and my stomach begin to tingle, I move my hand down looking at three as I stroke his cock where he fills my pussy extracting a moan from him. As I move my hands back to my clit I give it a slight pinch which nearly pushes me over the edge,
“Oh three… you fill me perfectly, like god made you just for my pleasure” I moan as I stroke my clit, his eyes following my every stroke lust and hunger covering his beautiful face.
I pinch my clit again to bring me over and watch his face as my internal muscles clench him hard as my juices cover his cock.It’s starting to get so painful, my cock is so hard and I need to cum so badly, but she doesn’t move her hips and there is no friction. Watching her play and her pussy get wetter and wetter as she gets closer makes my need to release that much harder ‘You Won’t succumb I don’t belong to her’ I think to myself as I hear her breath catch, listen to her say how good it feels and how I fill her perfectly, then I feel her inner muscles clenching my cock hard. I throw my head back, fuck I want to cum. the feeling of her juices running over me, the warm liquid feels amazing as it runs down my shaft and over my balls. No!! I can’t think like that … That’s what she wants!
Pulling my knees towards his waist I lean forward so I’m on my hands and knees over his stomach and chest with him pinned beneath me and his cock still filling my pussy.
“That was amazing three. Imagine how great it would of been if you had participated, if you gave in, admitted your mine to do as I please”
Kissing him softly on the lips I lift my hips and hear his still hard cock slap against his stomach. Lifting to my knees I slide two of my fingers through my pussy before smearing my juices over his lips and pushing them into his mouth.
“Well I will be back later” I say not giving him a chance to talk before I leave the room using a little door behind the bed.
As I close the door I hear him shouting but the sound proof door soon cuts him off. Turning around I am confronted with the most amazing view of one hanging from a large wooden X, her hands and feet tightly secured with rope, her mouth is stuffed full with a ball gag too wide for her mouth and a vibrator positioned so it continuously vibrates against her clit. I’m interrupted by a tall figure standing in the corner.
I knew he would be here after all I asked him to be, Ignoring him I walk over to one and lift her head to look into her glazed over vacant eyes, smiling to myself I walk around her examining the ropes that have bound her for the last seven hours. Angry red marks cover her wrists and ankles and I can see her wrists especially have rubbed so much it has caused the skin to break. Reaching up I take her hands and pull them down towards me forcing a scream from her pretty pale mouth
“Naughty girls deserve to punished” I say as I pull harder.
The Wet track marks that run down her face towards her chin are smeared with dirt and her body is still tense and convulsing with pleasure from the pink rampant rabbit stuck between her thighs. Moving in front of her I lean forward until our noses touch
“If you weren’t such a useless bitch I wouldn’t need to do this!” I hiss my face contorting with anger and my voice becoming darker and menacing
“Sor…sorry miss, I’m so sorry… Please” she mumbles over and over as she tries to move away from me, fear emitting from her skin
“Maybe I should tell Matthew and let him come punish you” I threaten; although it might be nice to have him here he always was a good fuck.
Her eyes fill with tears again “please no I’m so sorry I deserve to be punished please punish me.” She begs.
I walk towards two who stands and bows as I look at him; I put my hand on his chest and kiss him softly on the lips, my right hand moving past him to the little shelf behind him. Picking up a black handle dagger I pull away from him and smile as I turn back to one. I cut the rope from her wrists and watch her fall hard to the floor; her face smacks off the concrete as I bend down to cut the ropes from her feet.
Taking her by the upper arm I drag her up, I notice the blood on her face caused by the fall and stop to look closely, running my finger through the blood and pushing against the broken skin pulling a whimper from her before pulling her out the back door. The ice cold winds wrap around my body making me shudder, I look at her naked body glad I’m at least clothed. We walk over to the middle of the garden and I stand her in front of me, and tell her to stand with her arms out wide and feet spread
“You will stay like this until me or two calls you in.” I say leaving her and walking to the house. I turn and stand in the door way for a few minutes to watch as she stands there, her eyes lowered to the floor and her body shaking
Soon I get bored though and decide to go into the kitchen and make myself a hot chocolate and a sandwich to eat while I sit watching the Jeremy Kyle show and think about three alone in the dark basement and one out in the freezing cold. After about an hour all of which two has sat by the back door watching one to make sure she doesn’t drop her arms I let him call her in and to tell her to go have a hot bath. He helps her inside and guides her to the bathroom they share so he can fill the tub with hot water.
I’m bored now so I Decide that three has gone without food or water for long enough, I take a big glass of water with a long pink straw back to the basement with me. Maybe he can entertain me for a bit. I don’t like being bored.
“Watch her in the bath; I don’t want her touching herself. Once she’s done she can have a slice of dry bread then cuff her to her bed comfortably, she can sleep the rest of the day” I say as I pass two on my way down to the basement.
The room is cold with the window still open, I find three with his eyes closed but he is still mumbling so I’m sure he hasn’t has a chance to sleep. His eyes look blood shot when he looks towards me and the puffiness around them seems to have got worse though it does nothing to dim his good looks.
“I have something you might like” I say holding the glass out towards him. His eyes automatically light up and his dry lips part
Careful to keep his eyes diverted he leans his head up and opens his mouth. Clearly the idea of water is enough to drive rule number one into him at least. As I press the straw to his tongue I hear gulping noises and see the glass empty quickly, its only seconds before he slurps the last bit and leans his head back with a sigh, his eyes closing.All day I lie awake unable to get that vision out of my head, her fingers caressing her wet pussy and the smell coming from her arousal. It has tormented me the whole time, but now another need has taken over. My mouth is desperately dry. Luckily I hear her footsteps again , I don’t understand why but every minute I long for her return, I hate that my body is betraying me but now she brings a drink. I look at the glass careful not to look at her, I don’t care about trying to get free or defying her rules at the moment, I need the drink more. As the straw reaches my mouth I gulp it quick worried she might decide to take it away again to punish me.
As I finish the last bit, my body already starting to feel better I close my eyes and lean my head back.
“Now that you have hydrated yourself I need to cum again, and this time you will use your tongue” I hear her say, as she pulls her thongs down over her hips and climbs onto the bed beside me before straddling my face.
I realise I have been waiting for this since this morning, the vision that has haunted me all day is now real and right above my mouth, I run my tongue up her inner thigh catching the droplets of juice running down her spread legs, her hands reach for the bed posts as she bends down and her pussy lips reach my mouth. I reach up and slide my tongue inside her. She arches her back with pleasure gyrating to guide my tongue to her swollen clit. It smells divine and tastes so good satisfying my craving. My tongue slides around her clit.
‘Oh fuck she tastes so good.’
I feel her bounce on my face, covering it with her juices. she’s close I know it the sound of her breathing coming so quick; I suck her clit into my mouth and tug gently with my teeth as she explodes all over my face. I gag with the amount of cum she drops down my throat, she cums hard but I keep going I’m desperate for more of her moans as my tongue goes deeper and harder. She begins to moan loud and hard encouraging me to move faster. The taste is so good, sweet and tangy at the same time like strawberries. I want it all over me. And the moment arrives,
“OH FUCK” she screams loudly as I’m drowned in more of her delicious cum. I slow my licking but lap every bit I can reach
trying to get my breathing under control I push my legs down his waist and drop on top of him, I notice his breathing is as quick and short as mine, resting my face in the crease of his neck I caress my hands over his chest and up his neck. I lift my head and look him in the eyes as I descend my lips on his, licking my tongue over his lips and tasting my juices I suck his bottom lip into my mouth and gently graze it with my teeth.
“Jesus three, that was so good. Even better than Tw…” I stop realizing I was about to mention another slave when three doesn’t even know about them, his closed eyes open slightly as they fill with confusion. I lean back down and press my lips to his before climbing off him “you know three, you clearly love eating my pussy, you love me sucking your cock and we both know you want to fuck me so what do you have to gain from fighting this? You could have all that whenever I want and you would love every second of it believe me” I say to take his mind from my almost slip up “well anyway that was fun” I say with a wink “I might pop in later with another drink for you before bed” I finish off as I walk away back up the stairs.
It’s only 5:46pm and I’m still bored, I can’t think of what to do.
‘God I hate Saturday afternoon’ I think to myself as I walk to my room and I start to remove the white lace dress before climbing into the shower.
As the hot water pelts against my skin rinsing away all traces of the sweet smelling bubbles that were covering my smooth naked body just seconds before I lean my hands on the back wall of the shower facing the spraying water and bow my head letting it spray hard against my aching shoulders. Shocked I hear a small cough behind me, I turn to find two standing with his head bowed and a phone in his hand. Confused I move away from the spraying water and reach for the phone, two would never interrupt me in the shower without a good reason he knows all too well what I would do at such an interruption
“Hello?” I say cautiously into the phone
“Hey baby, how are you?” I instantly relax and lean my back against the cool shower wall as the comforting voice of Matthew fills my head
“Oh Matty, it’s so good to hear from you, I was just threatening one with calling you, how have you been?” I laugh
“I’m good baby girl, what’s she done now?” his voice darkens slightly as I bring up his ex and the fact that she may have done something to piss me off
“Oh she tripped and let on to my new slave that we weren’t alone. She has been tied all night and left in the freezing wind and rain for an hour.”
“A new slave huh? What’s this one?” he laughs, he often says that I seem to be getting too into the idea of owning people, that one day I will have my own sex army we both laugh about it but I have to admit the idea does intrigues me. An army of men and women whose sole purpose and pleasure is to please my every sexual need and want without a second thought is a pleasant thought.
“A man I found on the roadside, he’s very strong minded. So anyway how about you? What have you been up to?” I ask as I climb out the shower and wrap a large, soft black towel around my body, holding the phone between my shoulder and my ear before making my way to my bed and throwing myself onto it
“Well actually… I have a few days leave from work and Rose is taking the kids to Manchester to visit her mum so I was thinking about coming down to see you, if that’s ok!” I can hear the smile in his voice, he knows full well that I won’t mind and even if I did it wouldn’t stop him. Matthew is the only man I have and will ever let dominate me, I might like hurting people, having slaves and dominating others especially those that are older and stronger than me physically but Matthew is in a league all of his own I’m actually surprised his wife has no idea of his sexual preferences.
“Okay? Are you crazy of course it’s ok” I’m now grinning like Wallace from the show Wallace and grommet. Thoughts already are popping into my head of what he will do to me and to one. Though I know I will enjoy both and she won’t enjoy either which makes it all the more fun. The last time he came to see me one was covered in bruises and blood, I had a lot of bruises myself and two had a black eye but that was it. I think I will have to put my foot down this time I don’t want him breaking one completely and I want three to just be mine to dominate.
“great well I’m just leaving work now so I’m going to pop home and shower and change then I will drive down, I should be there tomorrow morning” he laughs as I hear banging I the background indicating that he has just reached his car
I hang the phone up with a silly grin on my face
“This should be fun” I think to myself
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Skyrim: The Adventures of Carthalo Part 3- A breath of fresh air…

Chapter Three: Fresh Air
Carthalo stepped out into the cold and took a deep breath. It was everything he could do not to go back in there, set that Nord up on the counter and fuck her senseless. But, as a matter of honor, he had given Alvor his word that he wouldn’t touch his wife.
Looking out across the road, Carthalo noticed light coming from the Inn and decided that what he needed right then was a cold drink. He walked across the streets, unaware of the figure watching him from the shadows.
The first thing Carthalo noticed was the cute Innkeeper, a small blonde Imperial woman named Delphine who seemed as cold as the drinks she served. He drank and drank for about two hours when he and the bard at the tavern, Sven, stumbled out around one in the morning. Carthalo had quickly made friends with the bard whose raunchy ballads kept the whole inn lively all night.
“You know what…? Sven asked between hiccups, as he leaned over on Carthalo’s shoulders.
“What?” Carthalo asked, not as drunk, but still feeling lightheaded.
“Camilla. Is a bitch.”
“No! you don’t mean that.” Carthalo assured him. “That’s just the mead talking.”
“No. No. its true. I’ve written her all sorts of wonderful songs and given her tokens, and… and.. she still wont put out!”
“What a bitch!” Carthalo finally agreed.
“I know! And the worst part is, she wont even leave the elf for me!”
Carthalo stopped and looked at the skinny blonde bard as he realized the implications of what he was saying.
“You mean…?”
“I like to fuck boys. Yeah, what of it?”
“Nothing, I just didn’t expect it.”
“Well, its true, and if Camilla wasn’t going to put out for me. She could at least get her brother’s head back in her twat where it belongs and let me have the elf boy.”
“Sounds good to me.” Carthalo said.
“You know what?” Sven asked.
“What?”
“Im gonna go fuck the elf.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Carthalo asked.
“Suure.” Sven said slowly, then he staggered down the road towards Faendal’s house.
Carthalo laughed, “Well, I’ll leave you to that then.” He said as the blonde nord knocked and shouted boisterously at the woodcutter’s door. Carthalo turned and walked trippingly back towards Alvor’s house. As he walked up to the steps however, he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. Curious, he looked harder, observing the bushes beside the house.
All of the sudden, a shadow darted out from behind the bushes and ran over the bridge that lay on top of the stream towards a small wooded island in the middle of the river by the mill.
Carthalo instinctively dashed after the figure, he couldn’t make any details out in the lighting but it was small and fast, an elf maybe?
He caught up fairly quickly and grabbed the runner by the arm, pushing it up against a tree that stood on the bank of the island he looked down and saw Dorthe, Alvor’s 14 year old daughter smiling up at him.
“What?” Carthalo said, dumbfounded.
Dorthe just giggled “I had to get you away from that house.” She said
“Why?” Carthalo asked, only suspecting at where this was going.
“Y’know, father says I’m too friendly with strangers, but you seem alright.”
“What are you going on about?”
“Just be quiet for a second and I’ll show you.”
“I have no-“ Carthalo began; then, in one quick movement, the little girl undid his belt and dropped his pants, she was on her knees, looking up at him with a huge grin on her face. “Wait! Your father said”
“My father said for you not to touch me, he didn’t say anything about me touching you.” The nubile brunette quickly grabbed a hold of Carthalo’s cock, which sprang to life in all its seven inches of dark skinned, hammerfell glory.
Carthalo, too drunk to argue let his head fall back and let out a low growl as the pretty little thing at his feet started to stroke his cock tenderly. She rubbed her hands all over the shaft of his member, deliberately ignoring the head.
Carthalo looked down at her smiling face, and she leaned her head forward, kissing the tip of his cock gently, then extending her tongue and swirling it around the top like licking the icing off of a sweetroll.
“Where did you learn to do this?” Carthalo asked.
“My mother explained it to me, and I’ve been practicing on Frodnar, Gerdur’s son. But he’s not nearly as big as you are.”
Then she took her hand and rubbed it over his newly wetted cock head and spread the saliva all across his shaft, wetting it as well. She began to stroke faster and faster, giggling with delight every time Carthalo made a low growl of pleasure. Her sexy little face was staring up at him and, finally devoid of any inhibitions, put his hand behind her head, and impaled her mouth with his long black meat stick.
He pushed it as far back as it would fit in her tiny little mouth, but gently, and he did not try to fit In more when she only took half of his meat. He pulled out, and let her breathe, but she extended her lips, hungry for his prick to slide back between them. Carthalo started to thrust his hips forward, holding her eager little head in place as he fucked this young giril in the mouth over and over.
Finally, Carthalo felt ready to cum, Dorthe sensed this and in one last noble effort to please him, shoved as much of his swollen cock as she could fit into her mouth. The cum erupted in the back of her throat and spilled out of the sides of her mouth, inflating her cheeks while she kept her lips tightly pursed around the Redguard’s thick pulsing member.
Gagging slightly, Dorthe pulled his deflating prick out of her mouth, and swallowed his cum, she looked to him so much like her mother, it was really the sexiest thing he had seen all night, this fourteen year old girl with his cum on her cute little cheeks, smiling brightly at him.
“Thanks for letting me practice on you, next time, you can do me.” She said with a wink, “Now I gotta go, daddy’ll wake up soon, and I better be in bed when he does.”
Carthalo simply groaned in sexual ecstasy as a sign of his approval, then fell back onto the grass.

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Adopted brother new life part 1

This is my first time writing at all so don’t know how I did helpful hints and constructive critisism would be apriciated and a warning to some this story does involve underaged individuals in it if your not the type to enjoy that kind of story leave now it’s not for you

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Senior Highs

This is a story about two people, 18. The names of the people in the story are changed to protect identities. My name is Jason, and I am a senior in high school. I have a lot of friends, and I’m about to have a couple better ones…

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MY HISTORY TEACHER

MY HISTORY TEACHER
I’m sitting in my history class, listening to Mr. Markusen droning on about events leading up to the Civil War. It’s my first year here at the Clark School for Girls, a private school my parents sent me to, probably to keep me out of trouble. My name is Lori Travers, and I’m 14. I always sit in the front row in history class, because…well, because Mr. Markusen is bar none the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in my life. He’s tall and tan and well-built, with an unruly shock of curly brown hair, and the deepest, most probing brown eyes in the world. All the girls are madly in love with him. They talk about fucking him every night in the dorm. I don’t know that much about sex, being a virgin, and I don’t understand everything the older girls say, but I know one thing: Mr. Markusen can have me any time he wants me. I’ll bet he could teach me about a lot of things besides history.
“Now girls, what legislation, passed in 1820, had a direct bearing on the lead-up to the Civil War? Anyone?”
Melanie Thompson raises her hand, and Mr. Markusen calls on her. “The Missouri Compromise?”
“That’s correct, Melanie,” he says, smiling.
Melanie beams back at him, basking in his approval. Melanie’s got the biggest boobs in our class, always straining against her white starched shirt. We all have to wear them, along with our pleated plaid skirts, white sox and tennis shoes. But we don’t all look like she does.
Mr. Markusen continues, boring us all to death. “The Missouri Compromise was an agreement between anti-slavery and pro-slavery factions in Congress, which determined which territories in the west would enter the union as slave states…”
There’s a game I play sometimes with him, trying to attract his attention. I like to see if I can kind of throw him off. At the moment, I’m sucking on the end of my pencil, my lips forming a tight little “O” around it. He glances over at me, and his eyes meet mine for a moment. I release the pencil, and sneak the tip of my tongue out to touch the end of it. I see his eyes widen just a little bit…I know he’s looking at my mouth. Maybe he’s thinking of my tongue caressing his cock. I hope he is.
I’m not really as pretty as some of the other girls. At least, I don’t think I am. I mean, I have braces, and I have to wear these clunky glasses, because my dad won’t spring for contact lenses. My dark hair is usually in a pony tail, or parted in the middle with two braids, like today. My breasts aren’t very big, at least not yet, but at least they’re firm, with little perky nipples. I guess I’m sort of cute, but not really sexy like Melanie. But still, Mr. Markusen seems to like me, and I like to tease him.
Slowly, as casually as I can, I part my legs, allowing him a glimpse of my white panties. His eyes linger for a moment, then look away quickly. I wonder what it’s like to be him, surrounded by a bevy of teenage girls, most of whom would love to fuck his brains out. I know Melanie would — she never stops talking about it. And he’s single, too. He must live near the campus, because I see him walking to and from class all the time.
My mind begins to wander. Most of my daydreams are about sex, and the talk in the dorm at night gives me lots to think about. I find myself staring at Mr. Markusen, wondering what his cock is like. Is it big? What would it feel like to have it in my mouth, or in my virginal pussy. Or even in my tight little ass. I’ve heard the girls talk about that, and a few of them say they’ve actually done it. The idea scares me, though.
Just the thought of being fucked in so many different ways makes me wet, and I squirm in my seat. I can feel my panties clinging to my pussy lips, rubbing against my little clit. God, I want him so bad! Without thinking, my hand slips downward, and before I even realize what I’m doing, I press the tip of my finger against my clit, through my panties. A powerful jolt of pleasure surges through me, and I moan softly. I look up, hoping that he didn’t see me, or hear me, but he’s back to his lecture. Relieved, I drift back into my daydreams.
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I don’t know what’s come over me. It’s like I can’t stop myself, like I’m outside my body, watching helplessly. Mr. Markusen is still droning on interminably. I see myself rise hesitently to my feet, and walk slowly forward, to where Mr. Markusen is standing in front of the blackboard. He continues to talk, as if he doesn’t even see me. Slowly, I descend to my knees in front of him, my hands rising to the front of his pants. He’s still talking, not even acknowledging my presence. There’s not a sound from my classmates, but I sense all their eyes on me.
Slowly, I ease Mr. Markusen’s zipper down, and then slide my slim hand into the opening. He’s wearing boxer shorts underneath his slacks, and my fingers reach through the gap in them and slide around the shaft of his cock. I can feel the blood pumping into it as it lengthens and thickens, and I ease it out where I can see it. Oh my God, it’s magnficent! Big and thick, perfectly shaped, smooth and sleek, with a flared head that seems to beg to be engulfed in my mouth. It’s sticking straight out now, and my fingertips are on either side of the shaft, caressing it lightly as it seems to reach toward my lips, engorged with blood. I lean forward just a little bit, and extend my tongue, touching it experimentally. I’ve never sucked a cock before, never even seen one, except in pictures some of the girls have. But I know the general idea. My tongue explores the spongy head, tracing all around it, encircling it, fluttering lightly against it. I love it’s texture. Mr. Markusen is still talking to the class, as if nothing out of the ordinary is happening, not stopping even as my lips slide slowly over the head of his cock, taking him into my eager young mouth. He’s so big, I can barely get him into my mouth, and my lips are stretched taut around it. My tongue caresses it in my mouth as I begin to move to and fro. My fingers glide up and down the shaft as I suck on him, getting him all wet with my saliva. I want to see how deep I can take him in my mouth. My lips slide down the thick shaft, until I feel the head of his cock pressing against the back of my thoat. I struggle to take even more of it, almost choking on it, my mouth flooding with wetness. Finally, i’m forced to back off, releasing him from my mouth for a moment as I gasp for air, coughing a little. My fingers close around the base of his dripping cock, stroking him slowly.
His balls are big and tight in their sack as I gently drag them through the opening in his slacks. I’m inexorably drawn to them…I’ve heard that men love to have girls make love to their balls. I want to make Mr. Markusen happy, along with satisfying my own curiousity. I lower my head, lifting his cock, and slowly begin to lick all around his swollen balls, encircling them with my tongue. He’s still calmly talking to the class about the Dred Scott decision or something. I don’t care…I just want to keep doing what I’m doing. Having bathed his balls with my lips and tongue, I gently take one of them into my mouth, suckling on it, teasing the hard orb with my tongue. Releasing it, I capture the other one, ministering to it in turn. I continue this way as the clock on the wall clicks off the minutes, one by one. If it weren’t for that sound, I would think that time was standing still.
At last, I provoke a reaction from Mr. Markusen. He moans softly, reaching down and grabbing the back of my head. His other hand reaches for his aching cock, and he guides it back between my parted lips, sinking it deep into the warm wetness of my mouth. Both of his hands are on my head, holding it steady as he fucks my face with long, slow thrusts of his hips. I’ve never experienced anything so exciting! I find myself wondering if he’s going to come, and what it will taste like. I want to find out, but the idea scares me a little. How much will there be? Will I like it?
Even as he fucks his cock in and out, he’s still calmly lecturing the class. But I sense something happening to him. His thighs are trembling, as if he’s getting weak in the knees. My hand reaches up and begins to caress and fondle his heavy, sopping-wet balls, wanting to coax them into giving up their accumulated semen. I want to make him come.
Suddenly, I hear Mr. Markusen groan out loud, his voice catching in his throat. And then a powerful spurt of his thick come jets into my mouth, flooding it with it’s warmth. Surprised, I back away, releasing his cock from between my lips. A second, even heavier pulse splatters against my lips and cheek. It’s as if I’m watching in slow motion as his cock erupts, sending viscous ropes of come forth to burst against my face! Quickly, he grabs his flourishing cock and stuffs it back into my mouth,and I suck eagerly on it as it continues to spew hot come. I look up into his eyes as his balls empty themselves, my head bobbing slowly, my fingers squeezing his balls to give him as much pleasure as I possibly can.
At last, the furious spurts of semen begin to wane, and it’s all over. I continue to make love to his spent cock, my lips and tongue caressing it, not wanting this to end yet. Finally, I let his come slide slowly down into the back of my throat, and swallow it. I continue to nurse on his flagging cock, licking and sucking and cleaning the semen from it. Mr. Markenson pauses in his lecture and looks down at my face, glistening with his sperm. He reaches down and and gathers a gob of it from my chin, and brings it up to my mouth. I realize what he wants, and I extend my tongue and lick it off.
Evidently Mr. Markusen doesn’t want it to end here, either. He reaches down and closes his fingers around my braids, slowly pulling me upward. I let go of his cock, and rise unsteadily to my feet. He gazes down at me, my face still wet with his come…and then he kneels before me. His hands slide slowly up my slim thighs, up under my skirt, up to my hips. Looking up into my eyes, his fingers grab my panties, and he eases them down, until they’re down around my ankles. I know what he wants me to do…I step out of them, first one foot, then the other. Without a word, he wads them up and stuffs them into one of his pockets. I wonder if he has a whole collection of girls’ panties somewhere.
Without a word, he takes my hand and leads me to his desk. I follow him obediently, wondering what he has in store for me now. Whatever it is, I want it! Gently, he presses me down on his desk, bent forward, so that I’m looking at the class. They’re staring at me, but none of them have said a word or moved the entire time. I know they can see Mr. Markusen’s fresh come on my face. I know they’re all wishing they were me — I can see the envy in their eyes.
I reach out and grab the edge of the desk with my hands as Mr. Markusen kneels behind me. He raises my skirt again, until it’s up around my waist. I can almost feel his gaze on my glistening pussy, those marvelous brown eyes of his. His hands gently enclose the firm cheeks of my ass, and I feel him spread them apart. And then I feel his tongue caressing me…gliding up and down the cleft of my pussy, parting my lips…slithering slowly over my exposed ass, worming against it for a moment, then moving lower and spearing up into my virginal vagina. I gasp with pleasure, my breaths coming short and fast as pleasure slams through my young, eager body. I’m so close to coming!
Mr. Markusen slowly rises to his feet, and positions his cock at the entrance to my pussy, moving it up and down in my wet folds a few times. This is the moment I’ve yearned for for so long! The moment that he tears away the last remnant of my virginity, my girlhood, and makes me a woman at last!
Without a word, he thrusts forward, not viciously, but firmly, and somehow, gently. His cock sinks into me, penetrating me deeply. I don’t know why, but I feel no pain at all, only an intense pleasure, and fulfillment. His cock fills me completely, stretching me deliciously. God, it’s so GOOD!! Better than I ever imagined it would be! His cock is heavenly, as it slowly slides in and out, fucking me. Still gripping the edge of the desk, I squirm against him, working with him. He fucks me slowly, methodically, maintaining the same deliberate pace. And then I hear his voice. Once again, he is speaking to the class, about the Lincoln-Douglas debates, about abolitionists, the ineffectiveness of President Buchanan. It’s as though it was a normal day in class, as if he wasn’t fucking me on his desk right in front of twenty-five teenage girls.
I’m whimpering and moaning as I feel my orgasm welling up from deep within me. I know I’m going to come hard, and I don’t care who sees or hears me! I feel the waves of pleasure building up inside me, I feel the quickening of Mr. Markusen’s pace. He’s jolting me now with each hard thrust, his balls bouncing against my clit. He grabs my ass cheeks in his hands and squeezes them as he thrusts into me relentlessly, driving me higher and higher and higher….and suddenly, I’m COMING, squealing out loud as he slams his cock into me, tears streaming down my flushed face as my shattering climax holds me in it’s exquisite grip! And then I hear Mr. Markusen’s strangled groan, and I feel the warm, heavy pulses of his sperm as they flood my vagina for the first time, flooding it and making it still slipperier for his cock as it moves in and out, slowly now. I savor each spurt of his come inside me, reveling in it’s creamy warmth. I want to keep his cock in my pussy forever.
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“Now, what was the purpose of John Brown’s raid in Harper’s Ferry, West Virginia? Miss……Travers?”
The mention of my name jolts me out of the fog and back into reality, and I look up, blinking. I’m back in my seat, and Mr. Markusen is gazing questioningly at me.
“Ummm…..I’m sorry, Mr. Markusen. I must have been daydreaming. What was the question?”
“That’s because you weren’t paying attention, young lady,” he says sternly. “There’s a test next week, so you’d better not be daydreaming in my class.”
So it was all a dream, I think to myself. Just a very intense dream. And that’s when the bell rings, signalling the end of the period. The kids start gathering up their things.
“All right, class, we’ll continue with John Brown tomorrow,” says Mr. Markusen over the din. “Read Chapter 12 of your text, and answer the questions at the end. Goodbye.”
I stand up slowly, my legs weak, and follow my classmates out the door. I’m outside, feeling the cool Autumn breeze against my skin, when the realization hits me: my panties are gone, and something wet is oozing down my inner thigh! I look around quickly to make sure no one can see, and reach under my skirt, gathering some of the wetness on my finger. Raising my hand, I can see that it’s a thick, slightly off-white fluid. I bring it to my lips and tast it experimentally. It’s my first taste of a man’s come. But how can that be?
I turn back toward the classroom just as Mr. Markusen walks out the door. He pauses and favors me with a friendly smile. Walking over to me, and looking around quickly, then he pulls something from the pocket of his slacks. It’s my panties. “You don’t mind if I keep these, do you, Miss Travers?”
I stare at him, completely bewildered. But I feel myself blushing. “Oh no, Mr. Markusen, I…I…I don’t mind,” I stammer.
He smiles again, and stuffs them back into his pants. “Thank you, Miss Travers. And if you ever want them back…”
He pauses, takes a card out of his pocket, and writes something on it. He hands it to me. “If you ever want them back, there’s my address. It’s very close to campus. I know you’re not supposed to be out of the dorms after lights out…but I know you girls have your ways. I’ll be expecting you. Shall we say….tonight? About ten?” He smiles again, turns and walks away without another word.

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Mom Blackmailed

Mom Blackmailed
This was an idea from a reader so I hope he enjoy.
It was summers day and hot even by Texas standards. Tammy had come out in her blue bikini to get some sun and swim before her son got home. She knew the bus will be at there corner by around four so there was plenty of time as it was only 12:35.
Her husband would probably not be home until well after seven, so she took a gulp of her drink and laid down on the lounge.
Tammy is 42, five foot two, one hundred fifty pounds. She has 38d breasts her ass sags a bit with auburn hair. The older she gets the horny she becomes so using her 9” dildo is a daily occurrence. Her husband has lost all interest in her.
The phone rang and she did not recognize the number but answered anyway. “Hi big tits” was the response. Before she could say anything the voice said “bet you are thinking about my hard cock in your hole about to shoot a hot load, right”? She decided to play along and answered,” Yup”.
The conversation lasted for another ten minutes and she was wet as the caller hung up. My god I hope he calls back every day. She was headed for the house when she saw the lawn kid cutting the grass. Stopping in her tracks she turned and went back to the lounge. Laying on the lounge she spread her legs wide and smiled at the kid with an alluring smile. Maybe he interested in fucking me.
“Hi Mrs. P” yelled Jim. “Hi Jim, is it hot enough for you”? “Sure is I could use air today for sure”. “Why don’t you take a break and come in the back porch, it’s under air and I’ll join you for a drink”. “OK but only for a few minutes as I don’t want to get in trouble”.
She knew he was staring at her wet crotch. The phone call had made her very horny and she was thinking about some young hard cock.
“Sit down and I’ll get us a drink, beer OK”? “It would be great”. She came back from the kitchen and handed him a beer. She sat across from him and gave him a fuck me spread, which caused him to smile and get a bulge in his short which he was trying to hide. “Don’t hide it she cooed he looks hot and like he could use some air” walking over to his chair she grabbed the top of his shorts and pulled them down. A good sized cock sprang out, “Wow nice cock you have there”. “Thanks Mrs. P” “Call me Tammy”. “Tammy I don’t want to loose my job”. “No one is going to know about this now come here and give me a good fucking, I need it bad”.
Jim slipped his cock into her and she moaned with delight, feels great pump slowly I don’t want you Cumming to soon I need this now. It took Jim about five or six minutes and he was ready. Tammy had two orgasms already so when she felt his cock twitch she yelled fuck me baby shoot a big hot load of cum in my pussy. With that encouragement Jim exploded and she felt hot cum shooting way up in her pussy. There is nothing better then hot cum in a pussy to relieve stress and make the day go by.
They both laid there until there breathing had turned to normal, “How about a blow job before you start working”? “I’d love it”. I have to tell you I love to suck cock until a guy cums and I get to swallow every drop. It was one of her better blow jobs and she didn’t spill a drop. “Thanks Mrs. P was Jim last words as he went back outside to work”.
Curious she thought I thought I saw something shinning as we were fucking and later while I was sucking, my imagination probably.
The next two day was uneventful, on Thursday at 10 am the doorbell rang. Who the hell can that be as she opened the door? Standing there were three large black guys in there teens.
“Yes can I help you”? “The largest one looked at her “Well we may be able to help each other, could we come in”? With a puzzled look on her face she opened the door wide and in they came. “Ok what’ up”? Another of the boys spoke up “do you have a computer or DVD player in here”? “In the den, why”? The boys headed for the den. ”So tell me what’s going on here anyway”. “Give it another minute and you’ll see”.
The screen came on and there she was legs spread open fucking Jim. The stair on her face said it all they all watched for another five minutes until she jumped up and turned it off.
“How did you get this and what are you going to do with it”? “Well how we got it is obvious Jim set you up?”Secondly what we do with it depends on you”. “Would you kindly explain yourself”. “Certainly, we want a cum slut, someone who we can fuck every time our nut sacks get full”.
“Well I have no intention of being your cum slut, now get out”. “OK these will be at your son’s school by lunch and on the internet before 2”.”You are going to be a very popular lady in a day or so and your husband will get a copy at work”.
A look of panic, shot across her face, “Wait can’t we work this out”? “Our terms are simple all you need to say is yes I’ll be a black cock cum slut and the party will begin’. “I’m too old for you guys”, “Wouldn’t you prefer someone younger”? “No according to Jim you have a tight pussy that milks every drop of cum out”. “He told us it was one of the best blowjobs he’s ever had”. “Look Tammy it’s 10:30 for the last time what’s it going to be”? She just sat there with the deer in the headlights look.
If I agree they’ll be fucking me more then I’ve ever been fucked, there black and I’ve never felt a black cock much less tasted the cum it gives.
They got up and headed for the door, “Wait I’ll be your black cock cum slut” just don’t show the video, please”.
“Good now lets see your bedroom” “Why” “Two reasons one to see what underwear you own and the second to see where we will be fucking you”. “All right follow me”. Once in the bedroom they started looking through her sexy underwear. Once they had found an outfit they handed it to her and said go put this on. In the bathroom she stared in the mirror, god the three of them are going to fuck me and this could go on for quite some time. She changed into the thong and bra set, put on makeup and heels. Well here we go and opened the bedroom door. There were three black men with large cocks sitting on her bed joking. “How do I look”? “Very fuckable too be sure”.
The smallest guy got up and walked over to her. “I’m Howie, that ugly mother is Wayne and the big guy is JC”. “Well it’s nice to put a name to a cock”. Let’s get you on the bed, “OK”.
Once on the bed they started kissing her tits and rubbing her pussy. Wayne undid her bra clasp and they took it off her. Now Howie and Wayne sucked her nipples while JC rubbed the pussy. It didn’t take long before he nipples were standing straight out and she had a good size wet spot forming.
“If you get your panties off you’ll get fucked Tammy”, she looking at Wayne “did you guys bring condoms”? All three stopped JC laughed “Tammy just for the record every ounce of cum in our balls is going in you”. “The destination is pussy or belly but for sure it’s all in you”. “I could get pregnant”? “Not my worry, now the panties”?
Tammy pulled her panties off and laid down on the bed, she felt the head of a very large cock moving up and down on her pussy lips. A slight pressure and in went the head. He pushed in and out with a slow rhythm until she felt his pubic hair pushing on her mound. My god the whole thing is in me and it feels great. JC kept pushing and his pace was beginning to quicken. The burning between her legs was causing her to move her ass in slow circles and start to moan then she started pushing up on his every down stroke. Howie and Wayne each had a nipple in the mouth and the feels she was experiencing were wonderful.
She grabbed JC ass pulled him down and “Screamed cum in me baby shoot that load in me as deep as you can”. Wayne stiffened and spurted, the first rope of cum Shot deep into her waiting pussy. The force it came out of his cock was fantastic, her pussy kept milking the cock until the flow of cum stopped and it started to get soft.
JC rolled off and Wayne got between her legs, his cock slipped in her sloppy soggy pussy easily. She felt the same rhythm as before and smiled and enjoyed the feeling. JC took his wet cock and pushed it in her mouth she was tasting cum and pussy juice. Wayne pace he quicken and she knew he would be ready soon, pushing her hips up as hard as she could she pulled him close. “Honey I want you to empty your nut sack in my pussy”. He had a large smile on his face, his eyes rolled and she felt the familiar feeling of cum spurting into her pussy. At that moment she another screaming orgasm. She pulled his ass tight to her and her pussy milked every drop out.
Wayne rolled off and Howie had his cock all the way in before her breathing had returned to normal. He pumped her for quite a while she had two orgasms before she felt him stiffen. Her pussy was milking his cock as best it could considering she had been fucked twice and had very large cum deposits already in her. “Yes baby blow a load for me”. His cock erupted and cum started flowing out as she had another orgasm.
Howie rolled off and smiled at her. “Well Tammy how is being a cum slut so far”? “Look JC since I have no choice what can I say”. “Good now roll over”, “Why”? “Tammy roll over”! She rolled over and he got behind her, “No please I’ve never had a cock in me there before”. “Well get use to it as it is going to be a regular occurrence”.
The large cock pushed into her tight ass, even allowing for him putting a considerable amount of lube on both her ass and his cock she felt filled. She was crying as he pushed deeper. My god went through her mind Then she had Wayne’s cock down her throat while howie messaged her tits. They had a rhythm going as her mouth and ass were both being fucked at the same time. She thought she heard a camera shooting pictures but she wasn’t sure.
Wayne grabbed her head and pushed his cock deep down her throat, she felt a large glob of cum shoot out of his cock, it hit the back of her throat and she swallowed quickly as she knew there was plenty more to come. After she had swallowed twice more JC grabbed her hips shoved his cock balls deep and spurted cum in her bowels. She shrived and had a slight climax. My god he made me cum using my ass.
JC moved off and Howie replace him with his cock in her ass, she was crying and yet excited as he was in no hurry and pounded her for five minutes before adding another load of cum to her bowels. She felt that slight shiver of a small climax again. Out plopped his cock and they all sat on the bed.
“JC is your nut sack empty”? “Yeah for now no more cum left Wayne, yours empty”? “To be sure I’m done for now”. “Tammy you have a great tight ass and pussy”, “My pussy isn’t to tight at the moment and is very sloppy thanks to you guys”. “Well get use to it”.
They started to get dressed Wayne looked at her, “You certainly know how to suck a great cock”. “Thank you, could I ask that as long as I’m going to be fucked constantly by you guys if I buy you condoms to use”. Tammy I told you every drop of cum in our balls goes in you, period”! “OK JC if that’s what you want. I just didn’t want to take the chance of getting pregnant.
The guys left her sitting on the bed in her panties; she heard the front door close. Well It could have been worse she thought. There was a noise coming out of her son Brad’s room. She walked down the hall and opened the door. There he sat cock in had stoking it while apparently watching a porno. Covering her breasts she turned to leave and heard him yell. “Mom get in her, turning back she entered the room, “Come in this is great”. She Watched in horror as she saw herself being fucked by her three new friends.
“They were filming me”? “No I was filming you” “Oh now what”? Well first get in here and suck me dry then well discuss my plans for you”.

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