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Moms Chicken Soup

The characters in this story are fictitious and have no real persons attached to the names. If there is anyone’s name mentioned it is purely coincidental. The recipe, on the other hand, is available by a book called “Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen based recipes. Natural Harvest: A Collection of Semen Based …Book by Paul Photenhauer and you can order it through Google Books.

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Little League Mom

This beautiful mother at our Little League game really gets under my skin or more correctly I get into her skin.

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Sex with a crack whore PART 2

“Roll over,” I said, and Erica turned over on the bed and got on her hands and knees, pushing her ass up in the air. I had picked her up on the street in Tucson earlier that evening, and we had spent the evening together smoking crack and having sex. She had deep-throated me to a mind-blowing orgasm already, and I had eaten her out and played with her pussy until she came over and over.

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“FORCE”

Force
By Blueheatt
__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked. My front door flew open. In walks this hot looking girl, holding a gun on me.
Oh shit, I’ve done it now, I’ve got a girl so mad at me she wants to kill me. I said: “Aaaa…who are you?….and why are you holding that gun on me, I think you must have the wrong guy, girl.”
She just slowly walked towards me saying nothing. I said: “We need to talk before you pull that trigger. I don’t know if this is about …a…your daughter?…or…your sister?…or whom ever, but I’m sure we can work out something rather than my…death?”
She had these steel blue eyes that were fixed on mine. I put my hands up to show her I wasn’t resisting. She towered over me with her reddish blond hair and turquoise short dress on. She grabbed my hair and held it tight. She pulled my head to her pussy. She parted her legs far apart. She lifted up her dress and was I nose to pussy with a reddish haired bush. No panties on. She whispered: (“…lick..”)
Well that was progress to maybe getting her to put that gun away. I was more than happy to lick her pussy, all she wanted. I slowly took my hands and put them on the sides of her legs. She had very sexy smooth legs. I ran them up and carefully felt her wonderful firm butt cheeks. She jerked my hair and held my mouth tight against her pussy.
I began to lick as she ordered. I felt the cold steel of that gun against my head. She was holding my head and moving it where she wanted it. She moved forward some and my tongue went deep inside her pussy. She rotated her hips as I licked her. I heard tiny moans from her as I licked up to her wet clit.
Well so far, so good. I figured if I pleased her she might forget about shooting me. She started moaning a little louder and slow face fucking me. She had a very sexy hot moan. I thought….that’s it girl, enjoy me and forget all about shooting me. She move forward more. I was sitting in my computer chair and now her leg were over the arms of the chair. She was grinding her pussy on my tongue and moaning.
Ok girl, enjoy yourself, and surely you wouldn’t want to shoot a guy giving you good pleasure.
Just when I thought I had the situation de-fused, she stopped. She stood up and grabbed my hair and stood me up. That gun was still pointed at my gut. I thought about grabbing it, but I thought I better wait for a better opportunity.
She whispered: (“…take your pants off.”) in my ear. Ok girl, no problem except for getting them over my erection. She pulled me hard to her. She put that gun right at my temple. She started licking my wet mouth from licking her pussy. Oh no, she some kind of sex weirdo and she likes the taste of her own pussy. She started tongue kissing me and then licking my mouth more. That gun never left my temple.
Ok, I was enjoying this, except for the gun. She then lifted my shirt up and licked my chest. Now she held the gun on my…(gulp)…erection. She slowly got on her knees. She held my cock and felt it.
Easy with that trigger I thought. She started licking my cock slowly and then… in it went, in her mouth. She started jacking me and sucking. Oh she was good at it and even though I was tense, I enjoyed the sucking. She stopped.
She pulled me down so we were both on our knees and whispered again: (“…unbutton my top.”) I did as I was told with that gun pointed at my balls. She had no bra on and she pulled my head down to her nice big tits. I began to suck on them, assuming that was what she wanted. She slowly leaned herself back onto the rug as I continued to suck her tits. I still felt that cold steel gun on my genitals. She took my hair and pulled my head up to her face. She whispered: (“…make me climax, or it will be the last thing you’ll ever do.”)
I was being raped by a girl. My buddies would never know, and I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell them. It was embarrassing but also very tensely exciting,…’if‘ …I lived through it. All I could think about now was to make her climax.
I slowly reached down and started putting fingers in her wet pussy. I thought…what a good time to grab that gun….but that cold steel pushed against my cock changed my mind. I went for her G spot and began to massage it. I gently rubbed her clit with my other hand. She seemed to like that and her moans told me is was working. I slowly moved up and replaced my fingers with my cock. She moved the gun and wrapped her legs around mine as I pushed my cock in her. Now the gun was resting on my back as she squirmed and moaned. She moaned out: “…Fuck me good, you bastard. Good and hard.”
Ok girl, your wish is on the way. That gun on my back was plenty of inspiration to fuck her as best as I could. I attack her with tongue kissing her and feeling her tits. “that’s better!” she moaned. “…fuck me faster..”….”…fuck me deeper …do it!” she demanded.
We were now fucking like rabbits in heat. She held that gun on my butt cheek as she pulled me deep in her pussy. Easy girl….easy, I didn’t want to die just yet. I wanted to fuck her and good. She was a wild fuck and I want to cum in her good before I died. “Oh fuck Yes!”, she cried out. It was climax time for her and I fucked her as fast and hard as I could. She squeezed me tight and let out a beautiful moan and just shook. I let go with all the cum I had and kept pumping it in her. She bit my neck and held on tight as we fucked and fucked some more.
I didn’t feel the gun anymore. I wanted to know where it was. As we squirmed and kept fucking I heard it hit the floor. It didn’t go off…(sigh)..
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__I was trying to find a good porn story to read. Nothing so far as I looked.
My front door flew open.
In walks this hot looking guy, holding a gun. I reached for my cell phone. He said: “Put that fucking thing down!” I did.
I don’t know how he found me, but it was the guy I raped a week ago. He look like he was not in a good mood. I just had the best fuck of my life with him and he sure didn’t look grateful. I figured wrong. I thought he would like it and enjoy the fucking just as much as I did. I had left him laying asleep with a beautiful content smile on both our faces.
Well…I’m either going to jail or get beat up or something…but it was sure going to be worth it after that day. He knew how to fuck a girl like she likes it. I still get wet just thinking about it. His tongue is the sexiest thing I’ve ever had in my mouth and pussy. I can still taste my own pussy juice on his face. I’ve always want to do that to the right guy. He actually enjoyed it with me. Damn he’s hot.
He walked over to me and I now put my hands up for him. I looked and it was my gun he was holding. I had forgot and left it at his apartment. I was so ecstatic I walked home in a daze that day. He came closer to me. He said: “Here’s your ’fake’ gun back, girl.” and handed it to me. It was a fake, I could never shoot a guy ….ever.
I had watched him and the girl across from my bedroom window. There was a slot view right into her front picture window. I would watch him and her stand in front of it and he would undress her. He would get on his knees and lick her pussy right in the window. She leaned her head back and held his head enjoying it so much. I would get so wet watching them I would have to rub my own pussy. Day after day of this was pure torture. I now waited and fingered my wet pussy as I watched her suck on him. He would lean her up against the wall and suck her tits, lick her pussy and then take her to the floor and they would fuck and fuck.
I felt hate for them doing that in front of that window, while I had no boyfriend right now. The ’bastard’ I called him to myself. I wanted to steal him away from her and show him how I would fuck him better that her. I had the better body and bigger tits. I could think of no way to hook up with him….so…I began to think of a way to force him to have sex with me. It was just a hot fantasy at first…then….each time I fingered myself , it became a ’have to’ and it was exciting to think about. I planned it all out a million ways.
I remembered I had a fake gun someone gave me. I went and got it and felt it’s cold feel against my skin. I pictured it against his and him doing anything I wanted him to do.
I had to do it. I watched his apartment and knew he was home. I tried the door….unlocked….I burst in and it began. He looked so hot this close up. I looked at his sexy eyes and my heart was racing. I calmed my self down and walked slowly towards him with my fake gun pointed right at him. The power I felt as he tried to talk me down. I didn’t hear him, he had something I wanted and I was going to get it and right now. I had never been so sexually excited in my whole life. I could feel my wetness even running down my upper leg. I had on my short dress with no panties on and no bra. I knew that would get his attention. I have big full tits and I watched his eyes check them out, over and over.
Now I wanted ’my’ pussy licked. It was my turn to have him make ’me’ all hot and turned on. It was ’my’ turn to have hot sex.
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He leaned his grim face to mine. I felt like peeing my panties. What was he going to do? I was melting looking at his handsome face. He put his hands on my shoulders and lifted me up and out of my computer chair. He walked me backwards to my front door. I was still holding my returned fake gun. He went over and sat in my chair. He looked and me, and now…he began to smile. He said:
“Now,…… let’s do that again.”
It was the second most beautiful night of my life.
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Three days later I hear a knock at my door. I look out the peep hole and it’s him. I open up as I get tingles all over. He rushes in. He’s holding a red tipped toy gun. He kisses me so hot I got dizzy and almost orgasmed right there. He orders me to go sit down. He slowly walks up to me and unzips his pants.
He takes out his hard cock. He leans over and gently kisses the side of my face. A thousand chills run thru my body. He puts the toy gun to my head and softly whispers in my ear:
“…suck…”

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Enslaved

Revenge is exacted on a man by two hot smokin’ babes with wet pussies!

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My Niece Mary Jane , Part 6 a buggering

I had no idea what time it was, it was not the alarm clock that woke me , it was my wife, she was shaking me , not really roughly but vigorously enough to rouse me from a deep sleep. She was as naked as she had been before I went to bed, so at first I thought it was still evening and that she had changed her mind about me sleeping alone. Once I came to my senses, sort of catching up with what was going on, I managed to understand that she was quietly saying “ Come on sleepy head, time to get up, rise and shine …. The early bird get the worm” then she continued on “ We need your services this morning” pausing to let that sink in she added “ I know it is much earlier than you are used to, but this is special and then you can go to work”
I tried hard to understand all that she was spitting out, my mind was not quite up to a whole lot of verbalization, especially just as I woke. Since however, she had removed the sheets covering my body, I rolled over on to my back , letting my morning cock spring to life and stand at attention. My wife kept pulling at my arms, so I reluctantly moved from my so warm and cozy position to a standing one as I continued to listen to what she was saying. She went on to tell me that I had just what was needed as she placed her fingers around my throbbing rod and pulled me towards her. My wife planted a warm fresh mint tasting kiss on my lips , then told me to go wash the sleep from my face, but not to do any thing else, as she needed me like I was.
Groggy as I was, I moseyed off to the bathroom , wiped the night sleep from my face and took a few minutes to freshened my teeth and hence my breathe . I could still taste the residue of cigar mixed with the sweet sex of Mary Jane. My wife was waiting for me when I came out of the bathroom , taking me by the hand, directing me downstairs through the kitchen and out on to the deck. At this point I was better able to determine the time, it looked like the sun had just rolled out of bed also, I gave it about five in the early morning, two and a half hours before my normal wake up time. My wife, did not allow me to venture too far from the patio doors, so at first I thought we were all alone and she was going to have me her for her own amusement before Mary Jane came around.
To my total surprise, and I mean surprise, my wife held me firmly by my two arms and began talking, nothing more. She explained that Mary Jane and she had spend much of the night together enjoying one another’s complete and utter company. There had been some serious discussion of several topics, one of them leading to the need to have me up so early in the morning. My wife figured that the opportunity would be lost if they waited. Mary Jane was in the right mood, primed , ready to take things further, it had to be now and not later. I , after all , could certainly manage to recuperate the time and get to work without any difficulty, if they woke me early enough and yes it was five o’clock in the morning.
My wife having hold of my arms , then directed me a bit further out on to the patio deck, into a more sunny spot, a spot that was now enveloped in the sun’s bright warm rays, a spot that was closer to the furthest edge of the deck. As I arrived near the edge I noticed movement, so I squinted my eyes trying to focus in the direction of the movement. What I saw took my breath away, I know I let out a loud gasp, for my wife interjected immediately, saying that she figured that this was worth being wakened much earlier than usual. Mary Jane was there, kneeling on the deck, still stark naked, exposed in all her glory, as the sun’s rays illuminated her lovely young body.
Once my eyes had become accustomed to the early morning light, I was able to see the whole set up with better vision. Mary Jane’s legs were spread wide, there appeared to be an orange object in her little butt hole and a large greenish object protruding from her love tunnel. Black straps of some sort, criss-crossed her lower legs seemingly running down under the boards of the deck and back up and around her legs, holding her very firmly in place indeed. She appeared to be wearing the gardening knee pads that we used when we did the weeding, and were kneeling for a long period of time. Upon further verification I could see that her arms from her elbows to her writs were attached in a similar fashion, holding her in a fixed position on the open air deck. It was easy to tell that the girls had been playing, perhaps not for how long they had been playing, but is was sure that they had been playing,
The wood of the deck was a light treated color and when it was dry it was almost beige , all around Mary Jane the wood was dry beige, however between her legs it was a darker color, a color that the wood turned only when it got soaking wet, not just a little wet. A good amount of liquid would have had settled on the deck wood to get it to turn that dark a shade. For certain I knew that Mary Jane had been leaking body fluids, whether it was waste fluids, or love juices I was unable to tell, but the area had definitely been soaked with fluids.
Once again I realized my wife was talking to me, she must have found it impolite of me to not be following her conversations that morning, perhaps she figured that it was still too early in the morning for me, I do not know . She did not get angry even though you could tell she was a bit frustrated with my aloofness. Mind you it was her who put me in this situation, waking me out of a sound sleep and bringing me out to face the naked posterior of Mary Jane which appeared to be wiggling in front of me. This time however she took hold of my still piss hard cock and squeezed, getting my full attention.
My wife explained, how after I had gone to bed, once Mary Jane had recovered a bit, they continued to play with each other. Mary Jane had begun asking questions about how it felt to fucked up the ass. She had commented on the fact that she had enjoyed the sensation of having my fingers up her back hole that afternoon, and was wondering if the situation of having something bigger pushed up her bottom would be the same. My wife went on to explain that the had begun slowly, with her having Mary Jane first use her own fingers, sending them her own little hole and working them in different ways. Once she had become accustom to that then my wife used her fingers and frigged Mary Jane to a series of small climaxes.
As the evening proceeded, between periods allowing Mary Jane to recuperate, she was treated to several different articles being pushed into her bottom, some just a bit, some much further in. Things were pushed and pulled, twisted and turned, extracting both pleasure and pain . Mary Jane was kept in an almost constant mode of climaxing. To enhance Mary Jane’s situation even further my wife began to finger her cunt while she shoved an intimate object up Mary Jane’s bum providing her with the experiences of double entry. Apparently Mary Jane was making all kinds of noises, while she was being treated to these experiences, several times my wife thought either the neighbours were going to look out to see what was going on or I was going to wake and drop down upon their scene of debauchery.
As the night developed into morning, Mary Jane, while hesitating some what, asked her aunt, if it might be possible to convince me, her Uncle to take her this way. To push my rod up her little back hole and provide her with the pleasure of having it done properly.
This was, as my wife continued , why I had been roused from my sleep so early this morning . My wife had no intention of letting Mary Jane change her mind. She continued, telling me that she had gotten Mary Jane to agree to being hog tied, so that there would be no opportunity for her to abort the event. This is why Mary Jane’s legs and arms were tied down firmly fixed to the floor boards of the deck, there was no possibility for her to get out of the way of a good corn holing.
The reason my wife did not want me to loose my morning piss hard, was to make sure that once I entered Mary Jane , I would not shoot off immediately and spoil the feeling of having a good hard cock up her little ass. I must say my cock had already appeared to have lost it’s interest in pissing, and was as hard and springy as it had ever been, as I contemplated the idea of pushing it past the little wringed anus ring and into that sweet hole of hers.
Not very much time was lost, even though all this written word seems to have taken forever to get straight. My wife prepared my rod for it’s journey in to the unknown, she coated it with a good thickness of K-Y gel . I was she told to align myself for the trip, as she pulled a fairly good sized carrot from Mary Jane’s ass hole. Once again taking the K-Y gel she smeared the inside of Mary Jane, in preparation of penetration. Perhaps thinking out loud my wife said that it would be better if Mary Jane had just one hole filled at the moment and pulled a long English cucumber from her cunt, drawing with it a large amount of Mary Jane’s juices which dripped down on the wooden deck.
A I knelt and took aim placing the now throbbing head of my cock at the entrance to Mary Jane’s little hole, my wife knelt beside her and began to rub the lower portion of her back. I was told to be gentle, to be careful and take it slow, we did not want to injure Mary Jane in any way. This was not to be a rape of a young girl’s ass , but rather an introduction to another sensual part of love making, something Mary Jane would want to share later on in life.
Mary Jane was whimpering as I eased the head of my cock past her opening, stopping there allowing her to adjust to the situation. My wife continued rubbing her back with simple sooth strokes, all the while talking to her, telling her to relax, to breath to loosen her muscles. Mind you it was a good thing Mary Jane was hog tied as I could sense her wanting to buck, to escape the intruding cock . Several minutes passed and I eased forward a bit more, pushing half of my rod up into her warm innards, then I halted things, waiting for her adjustments, which were jerky in coming, but finally relaxed themselves to receive more.
When my wife saw that I was ready to proceed to send the last of my rod into the depths of her ass, she began playing with Mary Jane’s cunt, and her tits, seeking I was sure to create a sensual diversion that would have Mary Jane’s mind wondering just what and where the real pleasure points were. When I bottomed out, I made sure to press the whole of my body up against Mary Jane’s spread thighs, I wanted her to know that we were coupled to the hilt, to feel the heat of my body searing against hers. I waited again until I felt things loosen up a bit, I had no intention of pulling her innards back out with my rod when I began to fuck her, I wanted her as comfortable as possible.
It was Mary Jane who beat me to the punch however, she began to rock back and forth not that her restraints provided her with much room, but she started before me that was sure. Once I felt this , I tapped my wife on the shoulder and gave her the thumbs up sign, from here on every thing was a go. I began to meet Mary Jane’s movements with thrusts of my own, short sharp ones, not exactly moving my cock very much at all. Then gradually as I felt less friction , I increased the lengths of my strokes, bringing my cock part way , then half way back out and slipping it, not forcing it back into to her chute. The rhythm started, my wife stopped playing with Mary Jane, and moved around in front of her.
I again increased my stokes, almost letting the head of my cock slip out from inside, my movements were quicker, more expedient, a bit more forceful. I watched as my wife slipped herself under Mary Jane’s mouth, easing her legs between her tied arms , pushing them out to her sides. My wife wiggled her ass on the deck so that her cunt was forced up against Mary Jane’s mouth. I heard her cry out once contact was made, so I knew Mary Jane was ready to ride the rails. I picked up my tempo, stroking my piss hard cock into a cum filled piston. My wife had been right, the fact that she had kept me from pissing early this morning, had indeed allowed me to keep my rod hard as a rock much longer that it would have stayed once I had entered Mary Jane’s little back hole.
We had been going at this for at least an hour, the sun was way up in the sky, its rays sending a greater heat down upon the three of us fucking like crazy people out on the backyard deck early in the morning. Life was just great. The sensation of young Mary Jane’s intestinal muscles, the knowledge that I was fucking my niece, the fact that we were out there exposed for any one to see, the delight in having had my lovely wife arrange all this, finally got to me and I yelled out that I was not going to be able to hold of much longer. I grabbed hold of Mary Jane’s luscious rear end and began to bang away at her ass without regard for her discomfort, I needed to get off, and wanted it to be sensational. Bang her I did, I banged and banged and banged until I felt the inevitable, I felt the pressure of my spunk rise , I felt it surge, I felt it explode way down deep into Mary Jane’s bowels . I felt her shake as it exited my rod and hit the walls of her intestines, I felt her shudder as I pushed in as far and as hard as I could, I felt exhilarated having spent myself in my niece, then I fell forward exhausted onto her back side, crushing her down on to my wife.
It must have been very uncomfortable for poor little Mary Jane, to have a big oaf like my pressing onto her body, while she was attached in the position she was , but I could not help myself, the moment of my crescendo sapped all my energy, I was unable to control any of my muscles. To her benefit I will say Mary Jane, said not one word, but remained screwed upon my cock until I came round and concerned myself with straightening up my body. Reluctantly, unfortunately, the redressing of my position caused my cock to pop from her bottom, uncoupling our union. Mary Jane managed to set her body back on its knees, holding the position she had at the beginning of this morning event, my wife well she appeared to be more than satisfied with every thing as she extracted herself from below Mary Jane’s mouth and came to hold me in a very tight loving hug.
Telling me to wait where I was, she went and retrieved a bowl of warm water and a cloth, then set about cleaning my limp dick of a mixture of K-Y gel and what every Mary Jane’s intestines had released from the ordeal. Now my wife could be a devil when she set her mind about it and this morning was like no other time. As she carefully and delicately cleaned my manhood, she played with the whole apparatus, causing my need for a good piss to rise to the forefront. Once she was satisfied that indeed things were just about ready to go, she again turned me towards Mary Jane, this time however she took charge of the hose, aiming it precisely at Mary Jane’s wide spread sex . My wife shoved a finger up my ass and made certain that the stream of liquid that I expulsed, hit the mark. She covered Mary Jane’s ass, and her cunt with my hot morning piss then aimed my cock hose upwards, allowing the arc of the ejaculation to curve up so that the stream of piss began hitting Mary Jane’s back splashing right up to the back of her head.
Once I began to dribble, my wife wiped the remaining residue from the end of my cock and planted a warm kiss on the still throbbing head. She then lifted her mouth to mine and placed another of her wonderfully wet kisses on my lips. She thanked me very much for going along with her plans, without complaining about the early hours, telling me to go get ready for work and that perhaps I should freshen up in the shower.

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Captured girl lawyers for sale–Part 2

It might help to understand this story if you have already read my first effort, Slave Nurses for Sale. If you enjoy these stories, please give me high marks. I’m new at this kind of thing, but I would love for you to leave comments of what you would like to read and how I can improve my writing. I’m just a lonely girl with big natural boobs, who fantasizes about having some of the same experiences of the girls I write about.
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Chapter 8
It took part of a day to move the girls, along with large, camouflaged tents, and camping supplies on to the beach farthest from the sea. The yacht came equipped with motor driven dinghies to accomplish the move, but loading the equipment was the lion share of the task. Along with regular camping supplies, the men had thought ahead to bring a 6500-watt generator, along with another one just like it for backup. Life on the island would not be anything like the movie, Castaway, with Tom Hanks.
One large hut was built to house all three couples, and the girls helped just as much as the men in the building of it. Bamboo was plenteous in different widths and lengths. Palm trees lent their branches for the thatched roof, and the palm tree trunks were cut into piers for the floor construction so that seawater would not need to become a problem for the hut. Queen sized air mattresses served as beds for the captors and their girls. Any need for security had long since become unnecessary, at least as far as the girls themselves were concerned. The girls had become masters in the use of the machete, but the captors were not the least worried that it would become a weapon against them.
Once housing was established on the island, the yacht was anchored in the cove which was supplied by a 40-foot waterfall. Fresh water was not a problem, and the climate lent itself to year-long water sports. Swimming, snorkeling, scuba diving, and fishing occupied a large amount of the group’s time; but plenty of the daily schedule left room for sex—lots of sex. The girls truly felt that they could continue life as they had come to know it forever. However, they could not possible have realized that, just as the nurses had been, they would soon be sold to the highest bidder at a special party.
Chapter 9
Charles had radioed the attendees from the yacht and given all of them the day, and the location where the auction of the girls would take place. The day before the event, the men had a swinging party that lasted all day except for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Michael ate Beth’s pussy while she sucked on his cock, taking his first load of the day as she deep-throated him. She then sucked and licked him into a second erection and climbed on top of him, lowering her soaking pussy onto his large dick until it filled her completely. She then leaned over him so that he could kiss and suck on her big tits while he fucked her into a huge orgasm. Since he had already blown his load once, he kept fucking her, amidst her screams and moans, until she could stand it no longer and climaxed into unconsciousness while Michael filled her pussy with his second load of cum. They then fell asleep until lunchtime.
William awoke with a mouth licking and sucking on his morning hard-on. He reached down and felt Cindy’s large tits, pinching and twisting her nipples until she began to moan around his erect penis.
All of these sounds caused Charles and Patty to rouse out of their slumber. They turned toward Michael and Beth just in time to see the young girl take a creampie in her pussy.
They turned toward little C and William and caught him pushing his stiff cock inside Cindy’s waiting anus.
Charles decided that he would like to spend some time just sucking Patty’s large nipples while she stroked his hair and cradled his head against her breast. The effect this was having on Patty’s cunt was predictable—she was on the verge of squirting—and so she begged him to slide his large dick (the hardened one which was pushing against her thigh) into her twat and bring her some relief. He had wanted to do that very thing, so he removed his mouth from her tits and moved his dick from her thigh to her vagina’s entrance. Then with one stroke he pushed it balls’ deep into her pussy. She climaxed at once, spraying her female fluids everywhere.
“I can’t believe you came so close to getting me off just by sucking my nipples, master!” Patty said when she had gotten her breath back.
“Well, if that’s all it takes, just call me a “tit man” from now on. I always did like to suck on big titties anyway,” said Charles.
“Then come over here and suck mine while William fucks me, master!” said Cindy.
“No way, little C! Master hasn’t had his orgasm yet! I want master to fill my pussy with his cum the same way Beth got hers filled!”
Michael was the first to say it, “Shut the fuck up, you cunts! We’re the ones calling the shots, and you’ll get exactly what we want to give you when we want to give it to you. We’ve been mighty damn easy on you little whores up until now!”
“We’re so sorry masters.” The reply came almost in unison.
“I’ll never, ever again tell you what to do, master” said Cindy, her voice shaking with remorse. “It was so selfish of me to do that after all you’ve done for us, masters!” She then broke down and cried with sobs that racked her whole body.
Patty also began to weep uncontrollably and in between sobs said, “I’m…so…sorry…masters! You…have…been…so…good,…and…we’ve…been…so
terrible…please…forgive…us…masters!”
Now it was William’s turn, “Oh, just shut the fuck up! It wasn’t that big of a fuckin’ deal that you all had to get so fuckin’ torn up about it! Now let’s quit all the cryin’ and start havin’ some good old sex!”
All the girls were able to turn off the waterworks and turn on the sex even hotter than it was before. They all wanted to bring their masters to as many orgasms as possible. They had no idea that their masters planned to auction them off to the highest bidder the very next day.
Chapter 10
When the sun rose after that night of decadence, the hut was still filled with the scent of male and female fluids.
“Let’s all take a quick trip to the cove. We could stand a little shower from the waterfall. Today is going to be a great day for you girls,” said William.
Of course these words generated immediate excitement from the girls. And as they raced up the trail to the cove, their big naked tits bounced and their nipples hardened in anticipation of what the masters had in mind for them. After all, William had said, “today is going to be a great day!”
“Slow down, you little sluts! It wouldn’t hurt you to wait for us to go with you would it?” Michael’s voice rang out.
The girls stopped in their tracks and rushed back to their captors, embracing them as if they had not seen them in years, crushing their generous bosoms against the hardened chest of each man.
“Masters, please forgive us. We are just so happy to be going anywhere with you. We love you so much.”
The trip to the cove was not a lengthy one, and soon captors and captives were all enjoying the fresh water as it fell off the big rocks above. They swam about and enjoyed the touch of their naked bodies as they frolicked in the water.
“Okay, girls, time for breakfast! Let’s swim over to the yacht and eat.” This comment came from Charles as he began the short swim to the yacht and climbed up the ladder which hung from its side. Soon the whole party had assembled and were seated about on deck as Charles prepared the morning meal. Scrambled eggs, fried ham, berries and cream, along with fluted glasses of champagne gave everyone a brand new energy for whatever lay ahead.
The girls were all sent to their captors’ cabins where they dressed in see-through lingerie and slippers which matched the color of the gowns. They spent over an hour making sure their hair and makeup was perfect, then they all assembled above deck with their captors.
Chapter 11
In the time the girls had been below deck, getting themselves ready for the “great day,” Several helicopters had flown in and landed on the shore. The prospective buyers had each paid $100,000 advance in cash for the privilege of bidding on the three girls who were up for sale.
The breakfast that each girl had eagerly consumed was drugged with a very special potion which brought about a zombie-like mentality—one that would begin in about an hour and would last for several hours. By the time the girls had made their way above deck, the drug had taken effect on each of them.
Patricia was first to be auctioned. After Michael had given a brief description of her to the bidders, he informed them that bidding would have to start at $1 million in cash, and that all sales were final. The bidders were all allowed to fondle each girl in any way they chose, but only if they were active in the bidding process. Consequently, the bidding started quickly and in a very short time, the final bid of $6.5 million was made. Once Michael had received the purchase price, Patricia was then escorted to the bidder’s helicopter which departed the island to an unknown destination,
The next girl to be auctioned was Cindy. Charles let all the bidders know Cindy’s particulars and then asked for an opening bid again of $1 million in cash. The bidders seemed to be entranced by Cindy’s blonde hair and blue eyes. Bidding quickly escalated to $5.5 million, and began to slow down with intermittent bids of a few thousand more. After several minutes, one of the bidders decided to bring a quick end to the process.
“I will bid $8 million for this angel,” said the bidder.
“Sold!” said Charles.
After the cash exchanged hands, Cindy was taken to another helicopter which departed the island.
Elizabeth was the last of the girls to go. She was to be the premium purchase. The bidders were overwhelmed with her flaming red hair and sparkling green eyes. The fact that she was also the youngest of the three was not lost on them either.
William did not need to state anything concerning an opening bid. The person who seemed to be the wealthiest of the group quickly said, “I will bid $20 million for this treasure.” None of the other bidders spoke a word.
“Sold!” said William, and the purchase price for the young girl was immediately offered to her captor. Elizabeth then was walked to the waiting helicopter which lifted off the beach, carrying the young girl to a new life with a new master. As the other disappointed bidders flew away from the island, the captors sat on the deck of their yacht.
“This time was different from the nurses,” said Michael.
“I think we all became too emotionally attached to the girls,” said Charles.
“Are you fuckin’ kiddin’ me?” said William. “We just made over $30 million dollars, and those girls will adapt to whatever luxury accommodations they have to face in their new lives. I think we need to start planning a new caper—maybe this time a group of high school graduates; and who says we have to stop with three of them?

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Off with Kara

A fantasy of mine. Kara is a friend and the rest of the girls in the story are well known pornstars that you can google to see what they look like.

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Chapter 8. Breakfast in Bed

Chapter 8. Breakfast in Bed
When I woke the next morning I was alone. I could hear someone moving around in the kitchen. I was getting out of bed when my wife came in. She saw me getting up and said, “Are you ready for breakfast? Breakfast in bed?”
“Sure” I said, starting to get back into it.
“No, go ahead and shower while I get it ready. Be out in about 15 minutes.”
I went in, got the water hot and took my shower. I even got a little bit of wood in the shower by thinking about Jo and last night. Even the remembrance of my wife in the throes of an orgasm by a cunt-stretching dick was exciting. But I got distracted and got out. I just put a towel around my middle and exited the bathroom. My dick was not hard, but it was pretty thick from those thoughts.
When I stepped out into the bedroom, it went hard. There on the bed were my wife and Jo. Jo was laying there with her legs spread and my wife was slipping a strawberry into her cunt.
“Ready to eat?” my wife asked.
“I’d eat that any day, any time” I said, looking at a gorgeous woman with a strawberry in her cunt, and my equally gorgeous nude wife stuffing a strawberry into her snatch.
I just stripped off my towel and showed them my almost fully hard dick. My wife reached out and grabbed my dick. “Strawberries are supposed to be covered in cream” she said with a laugh. “And we need some cream.”
I lay down on the bed on my side so that I could get my head in between Jo’s legs and fetch the strawberry and so that my wife could continue to play with my dick.
I slowly licked her outer lips and ran a finger down through her cunt. The lips parted and the inner lips, slick with her juices and those from the recent strawberry insertion, showed themselves. They were dark red, apparently from both the strawberry juices and from becoming blood gorged as they got more excited. I looked up from my vantage point and she was propped up on her elbows just watching me.
“See anything you like?” she asked with a chuckle.
“No, just browsing” I quipped, with a grin. I bent down while staring at her eyes and gave her clit a quick lick. She watched closely, twitched at the intimate contact, and moaned. I dove in and started licking in earnest, while trying to extract the strawberry. I could tell that I wasn’t going to be able to get it out with just my tongue. But then she squeezed her pussy just right and I could see the strawberry there right at the entrance. I ran my tongue under it and was able to pop it out. I sat up.
“This strawberry already has the right kind of cream on it”, I said. My wife laughed and said “Yeah, right!”
“Do you want some” I asked her, pointing at Jo’s pussy.
“Not sure I’m ready for that yet. I had Christy lick me the other day and that was a close as I’ve come to sex with another woman. I’m not sure it’s my cup of tea. That was more of a dom-sub kind of thing.”
Jo spoke up. “I can understand that, but will somebody do something to my pussy, please”, she said half-joking, but half not.
I dove back in and then she fell back flat not watching any more, but using her hands to grab my head and guide it to where she wanted. I licked her lips, flicked her clit, and then pushed her legs back so that I could get to her asshole.
“Ummm”, she responded to that. “I love having my ass licked. Just keep doing that for a while.”
No problem, I thought. So I kept tickling her asshole and then every once in a while would ram my tongue into it, trying to break through. She just kept moaning and rubbing her tits. I noticed that my wife had moved from away from my dick and I looked up to find her watching me closely and clambering on her knees towards Jo’s head. When she got up there, Jo looked up and said “C’mon baby, sit on my face and let me taste your pussy.”
I decided that I wanted to be fucking Jo when this happened so I straightened up and leaned forward to put my cock in her cunt. She was so wet and hot that it felt fantastic. I slowly entered her and watched as she started eating my wife out. My wife starting moaning and then took to rubbing her tits hard. She was loving it. I continued to watch this great scene as I started fucking Jo. I had my face just about even with my wife’s tits, so she pulled her hands off, leaned forward, and pushed my head into her chest. I immediately started lapping at her nipples. Jo was starting to go crazy and bucking like mad. I knew she was ready to cum so I reached down and as I pounded into her, I mashed her clit with my thumb to ensure that she got maximum contact. That put her over the edge and she turned her head from my wife’s pussy and exclaimed, “Oh god, here it comes.”
And cum she did. She hit her orgasm and started jerking her pelvis and thrusting up at my cock. She spasmed a few times and then stopped. I stopped fucking her and let her calm down a little. When she went back to eating my wife’s pussy, I slowly started picking up speed again. Now I was fucking Jo, sucking my wife’s tits, and leaning on Jo’s tits with my hands to hold myself up. I was almost in complete sensory overload. My wife started thrashing and saying she was going to cum, and I knew that I was ready, too. I fucked Jo hard, but slow and savored the feeling of my cock in her. And then I exploded shooting once… twice… three times really hard. I finally slowed down and my wife was still humping Jo’s face toward her orgasm. I took my cock out of Jo’s pussy and stood up on the side of the bed between her legs. I offered my cock to my wife and she leaned forward and started cleaning it up and then had an orgasm. She shook several times, my cock popped out of her mouth and she spurted obscenities while she came. “Oh fuck yes, suck that pussy. My pussy is going to cum all over your pretty face. Ram that fucking tongue into my cunt you cunt-sucking bitch!
I backed away a little and watched this while my dick softened. Suddenly, my wife dove into Jo’s cunt and started sucking and lapping at it. It seemed that she was caught up in the throes of this hot threesome and decided to taste pussy for the first time. She sucked and slurped and slowly collapsed on top of Jo. Jo stopped eating my wife out and rested, too.
“Damn,” my wife said. “I didn’t plan on doing that, but after tasting you and her together on your cock, I figured, what the hell, go to the source and suck all your cum out of her. It was pretty damn good.”
“I’ll say,” said Jo from under my wife. “I loved it when you did that.”
“I say we all need another shower now.” I offered.
“Not for me.” Said Jo. “I need to go home and get some work done.”
“No problem.” My wife said quickly. “I don’t think I can fuck ‘til later after your husband fucked me last night.”
“I hope that doesn’t leave you out?” she said to me. “I don’t know if your wife wants to do two with that monster cock. I know when I fuck him, that’s all I can take.”
“That’s okay,” I replied. “I have a young “sub” at school for that.”
“Really?” Jo asked. “I love that. I have a 19 year old boy that was referred to me who is mine. Maybe I can send him over here sometime?” she offered.
“Oh, yeah.” My wife responded. “We’ve found a couple of girls for subs at the school, but it’s a little harder to identify the boys.”
“OK. I’ll give you a call about it later.”
“OK. Take care. You are a very good pussy eater.” My wife teased.
“I love anything and everything about sex.” Jo said. “I do anyone.”
I had to say something about that. “And with a body like that, I would think that anyone would do you, too.”
“You just like big tits” she responded.
“I didn’t even get to your tits this morning,” I said.
“But you did last night, eh?”
“You knew about that?”
“Oh, yes.” She said. “I loved it. I wanted you to do that.”
“Just let me know the next time you need that sort of thing,” I said with a grin. “I’m always available for titty-fucking.”
“On, no.” She responded. “My husband is too big, so next time from you, I want it in my ass. I don’t get to do that enough and I’ve wanted it more lately.”
“Again, always happy to help a neighbor.”
She got up and went into the guest bedroom to get her dress and head home.
My wife came to me and hugged me. “I think we can say that all those things we talked about as only fantasies are coming true faster than we can create new ones.”
“Yes, my dear. We are definitely having fun now.”
And we both got dressed.
Later, about 4:30 in the afternoon there was a knock at the door. It was Jo, with a young man in tow by a leather collar and chain.
“Hello, neighbor. I knew I said I’d call first, but I wanted to surprise your wife with a little afternoon delight.”
I looked at the young man. He was only about 5’8”, but young and appeared to be in good shape.
“Sure” I responded. “She’s in the office working on the computer. Come on in and I’ll go get her.”
I went to get her and I told her that Jo had a surprise for her. Her thoughts must have been about the young sub that Jo had mentioned because she immediately smiled.
When we walked back into the living room, the young man was naked and laying on his back. Jo was standing over him with a foot on his dick. It wasn’t large, but not bad. She was rubbing her foot over his dick pretty, I guess demonstrate to us that he definitely liked to be dominated.
“If you don’t treat my friends nicely, I will hear about it.” She was saying. “Now what do you say?”
He looked up at us and said, “My name is whatever you want it to be. You can use and abuse me however you see fit. Mistress Jo is my owner and she is loaning me to you for the rest of the day. Thank you, Mistress Jo.”
My wife smiled and looked wickedly at the young man. We had never had someone who was this much a sub, although I would have to say that I think Christy would go that far if pushed. She loved it, too.
At that Jo handed my wife the leash and a note and left.
My wife looked down that the body on the floor and the hard dick. She licked her lips and I knew that there was something about this that she loved. Ever since that first day with Christy, I could tell that she loved dominating. She said to him, “Get on your knees and follow me into the office.”
He did as he was told and I watched as she led him into the office, the young man following like a dog on a leash just behind her.
I went into the kitchen to get something to drink and went back past the office to see what was going on. My wife had her pants around her ankles and was sitting at the computer desk typing. The sub was under the desk, his head buried between her legs, licking her pussy.
I went back to watch some TV. I watched for a little while and then got curious again. I peeked back into the office and now my wife was naked kneeling on the desk chair working on the computer, with her ass in the air. The young sub was tongue-fucking her ass. Hell, I thought, so far nothing that I wouldn’t have done for her.
She turned right then and said to him. I have to go to the bathroom. Follow me.
I watched them and as she passed me she grinned and winked. I followed behind him.
My wife got to the bathroom and told the sub to kneel in front of the toilet. He did. She sat on the toilet and peed. He watched closely. Then she raised herself off of the toilet, turned around, and said, “Now clean me off with your tongue.” He did immediately. He licked her pussy and ass clean from any urine. She shuddered with delight.
“Now get down on all fours and wait here.” My wife told him.
He obeyed instantly and she left the room. I wasn’t going back to the TV now. I wanted to see how far she would go with this. When she returned she had in some Playtex gloves, the sex lube, and was wearing the strap on. Now this was something that she and I both knew I wouldn’t do, so she was taking advantage of this situation.
She put on the gloves and lubed up both the strap on and her gloves.
“I am going to fuck your ass,” she said. “What do you say?”
“Thank you, Mistress, please fuck my ass as you desire.”
With that she starting running one hand around his asshole and with the other starting massaging his dick and balls. She grabbed his dick roughly and held it while she forced one finger into his ass. He tried not to move, but it was clear that his dick was hard as a rock and he was enjoying this.
“You may not come until I tell you, understand?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
She then let go of his dick and slowly sank two fingers into his ass to finger-fucked him. He was moving around a lot and she picked up the pace. She was moving pretty rapidly and reminded him “No cumming until I say so. If you come early you will be severely spanked.”
She suddenly removed her fingers and stood over him and lined up the strap on head with his ass. She looked like she was going to slowly ease it in, but seemed to decide that since he was her sub, she should take advantage of that, so she just rammed it home. He tried to stay still but gasped.
“What? Did you say something my little ass slave?”
“No, Mistress.”
She started working a rhythm with the strap on, although she was not quite as practiced at burying her “dick” in someone and thrusting with it as a man. She continued like this for few minutes and then took it out of his ass and said “Turn around and clean up my dirty strap on.”
He turned around, took the entire thing into his mouth and sucked on it. After he did that for a few seconds, my wife too off the strap on and said, “Lay down on your back and lick my ass and pussy.”
He immediately lay on his back and started working on her. She moaned and within 30 seconds started cumming all over his face. I loved watching her in action. She was completely into getting her self gratification at that moment.
When she was done she grabbed his cock, which was very swollen and purple and reminded him, “Remember, you will not cum.”
And with that she leaned over, said “Keep eating my pussy” and pulled his legs up so that she could shove the strap on up his ass again. She crammed it in and started working it back and forth as strongly as she could. He was slurping for all he was worth and she was starting to moan. She said to him “Eat my pussy. I love fucking your ass, you ass whore. Make me cum again and I will let you cum, too.” I could tell he wanted this because he renewed his attack on her clit and she started to shudder. She came and came and came, and finally relaxed. She left the strap on inserted into his ass and stood up. His face was covered with her juices. “Get up and stand facing the tub,” she said, “and don’t let that strap on slip out of your ass.”
He managed to get up, although he looked a little worse for the ass fucking. He stood up next to the commode and faced the bathtub. She looked down at his dick and the strap on and said, “Are you ready to cum?”
“Yes, Mistress, may I please cum now?”
With that she grabbed the strap on and started twisting it in his ass. Then she slapped his dick hard enough to make a loud slapping sound and watched it bounce.
“Do you like having your dick slapped?” she asked. Slap!
“Yes, Mistress, I like having my dick slapped.” Slap!
“Are you ready to cum?” Slap!
“Yes, Mistress.”
And so she resumed with the strap on. She twisted it and pulled and pushed, but didn’t touch his dick again. She did this for a couple of minutes and the pre-cum from his dick was dripping all over the place. Finally, she shoved the strap on in as deep as she could and grabbed his dick and pulled back on it. He immediately jerked his hips and went off. The first shot was so strong it hit about head high on the tile on the far side of the tub about 5 feet away. The second and third were not as strong, but there was plenty of it. After about 10 squirts he was finally done, and looked like he was ready to collapse. My wife said, “Oh, my, you got some on my gloves. Please clean your slave cum off my gloves.” And she shoved the glove she had just used into his mouth. He licked it clean and she said, “You may rest.”
He collapsed onto the floor. I looked at the clock. 6:30pm No wonder. He had had a hard on for most of two hours. Wow! And my wife had finger and strap on fucked his ass, had her pussy and ass eaten, and then watched as his cum flew almost across the room. She definitely loved doing this and I was glad that she had a toy. I was not going to let her butt fuck me with that thing.
When she came back in, she said, “Okay, ass whore. Mistress Jo is going to pick you up in a few minutes. I’m tired and need some rest. Mistress Jo said she has some things for you to do. Crawl back in the living room and wait for her there.”
He crawled back past us and she looked up at me, smiled, and said “Oh shit, I didn’t know I ever wanted to do that, but it was great. Did you like watching?”
“Oh yes,” I said. “You were really getting off on being in charge.”
“Well, I guess we have some fun new neighbors now. I don’t know which I enjoyed more. Controlling that young man or getting fucked by a 9” schlong. Both were delicious.”
And with that she went back to our bathroom to shower. I went and sat down in the living room. The young man was there on all fours in the nude waiting for Jo. When she came, she took off the collar and told him to get dressed. He didn’t say a word, but got dressed. She came over to me, where I still had a hard on from watching my wife, grabbed my dick through my pants, and said “We’ll take care of you next time, baby.” My dick twitched and she left.
I couldn’t wait until Monday when I had some plans for Christy.
Chapter 9. Fun with Christy, Jen, and Cindy.

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