Oral Sex

He knew she’d like it…

Michael lay on his bed listening to the sound of the running shower coming from the bathroom and closed his eyes. He tried to imagine how the falling water flowing over her breasts, and cascading down her tanned and perfectly toned body, would look and began to slide his hand inside his underwear. He ran his other hand over his bare stomach and chest, wishing it was her hand on him, and let out a slight groan as he slowly started to wank his hardening dick.
The most he’d ever seen of her body was during the summer when she spent most days laying out in
the garden in her bikini. She always looked absolutely perfect and his desire to have sex with her was enormous.
He considered her massaging shower gel into her slick, naked body and running her hand down between her legs. He wondered if she masturbated, and specifically if she did so when she showered, and it made his thick cock throb. He pulled down his underwear and threw it across the room, leaving himself completely naked and hard on the bed.
The last time he’d seen her in a bikini was just over a week ago. He’d seen her laying outside from an upstairs window and was watching her for a while. He decided he’d go downstairs and try to get a better view from the kitchen. When he got down there, he looked from the window and saw she was getting up to come inside. He forced himself to stay and smiled at her as she walked in. She’d smiled back and said, “Hi”. He wasn’t entirely sure, but he thought he’d noticed her glancing down at the bulge in his boxers as she walked past him. Her bare shoulder had definitely brushed against him as she left to go upstairs. He remembered turning to catch a glimpse of her stunningly peachy bum as she went and now he imagined the water rolling off it.
He wished he could just walk into the bathroom and slide the head of his huge cock along the soapy valley of her cheeks. He wanted to get down on his knees and let his tongue loose on her wet arsehole. He lay sprawled on his bed wanking his big shaft hard as he thought of pushing his tongue deep inside her and fingering her drenched pussy. He was so engrossed in the idea of performing such acts that he didn’t notice the shower had stopped and that someone was standing in his bedroom doorway…
She coughed…
“Jessica!”, he exclaimed, as he opened his eyes and jumped up to grab his boxers. He realised they were too far away, so stood with his hands covering his dick as much as he could manage. He was still completely hard, so it was obvious by the positioning of his hands that he was attempting to conceal a massive cock.
He looked at her. She was incredibly beautiful. Her dark brown eyes stared back at him.
“Do you have a pen?”, she asked.
“Sure. Just a sec…”, he replied as he turned to his desk to get one.
“I can see your arse, Michael”, she said mockingly.
Michael didn’t respond and grabbed the pen from the drawer. He realised he wouldn’t be able to turn back around if he could only use one hand to cover his cock, so he put the pen on top of the desk, covered himself again and told Jessica to get it.
“No. Pass it to me.”, she ordered.
“I can’t. I’m naked, Jessica…”, he replied.
“I know, but I need it”, she said as she looked down at his hands acting as a barricade, “Seriously, just
pass it to me”.
Jessica looked into his wardrobe as he felt himself bulging inside his hands. He looked her up and down
for the first time and noticed she was only wearing knickers with her top. He could see the obvious outline of her pussy through them and quickly looked back at her face just as she turned back to him.
He decided to hand her the pen. He turned and grabbed it with one hand and held it out to her.
He noticed a certain glance at his slightly exposed dick and said nothing. Still holding out the pen he smiled at her.
“Hand it to me using both hands…”, she said.
“What…?”
“Use both hands to pass it to me…”, she repeated.
Michael was stunned.
“Are you serious…?”, he asked, “I’m completely naked…”
“I’ve seen you looking at me when I’m in the garden and I’ve just caught you playing with yourself while you
knew I was in the shower, so do what I say or I’ll be telling on you”, she said without compromise.
Michael was completely shocked and knew he had no option but to do as she said, so he lifted his other hand to the pen and stood holding it out to her.
His dick had softened slightly, but was still long and thick.
Jessica stepped towards him and he assumed she was just going to take the pen, but instead she fell to her knees in front of him without saying a word and began to suck his cock. It started to harden in her mouth as she smothered it with saliva. She forced it right to the back of her throat as it got completely hard and made her gag. She reached up and took the pen, dropped it to the ground and put Michael’s hands on her head.
“Fuck my throat hard”, she stopped sucking him to say.
Michael obliged and pushed himself deep into her. He felt her forehead impact his stomach with every
thrust as he filled her whole mouth. She gagged hard soaked his shaft. She slurped and drooled as he pounded her just as she wanted it. He reminded himself of how long he’d been wanting to do so many hot and horny things to her and decided he was going to take his chance.
He pulled out from her mouth and lifted her to her feet.
“Turn around and bend over…”
“I’m not going to let you fuck me, Michael”, she responded, “I just wanted to suck you…”
Michael quickly grabbed her and pinned her down on the bed. He momentarily climbed off her to turn her over onto her front and then got back on top of her. He lifted her top over her head and threw it. She didn’t have a bra underneath it. He ran his hands all over her bare back and shoulders and then down to her perfect little bubblebutt.
He gently hit her knickers with his rigid cock and then pulled them down and completely off.
“Michael, please don’t fuck me… I’m sorry for messing around with you”, she begged, “I don’t want my first
time to be like this”.
“Relax, you’ll love it”, Michael said as he ran his finger between her legs.
She whimpered as he leant down to kiss her lower back and said sorry again as he began to lick between her cheeks.
He parted them with both hands and buried his tongue deep inside her arsehole as she whined almost silently. He licked harder and pushed 2 fingers inside her pussy as he did so. He was really going to make her take everything he wanted to do to her.
He alternated between licking, tongue fucking and fingering her arse and pussy until she was dripping wet with his spit. He suspected some of the wetness was hers since she sometimes seemed to be moaning with pleasure.
“I’m going to pound the fuck out of your sweet pussy now…”, he said calmly.
“Please don’t”.
“Enjoy it”
She groaned loudly as his thick powerful cock penetrated her. She tried to push against him, but that only caused his dick to go further inside her. He eventually had his complete length in her and then started to pull out to begin fucking her.
He thrusted strongly and made sure she was getting his whole shaft with each insertion. He got into a steady fast rhythm and started to enjoy the sound of her arse being hit by his stomach as he slammed into her.
She moaned and groaned loudly as her virginity was powerfully fucked out of her.
“Having fun now?”, he asked.
She didn’t reply, but began to grind her arse against Michael as he relentlessly screwed her drowned pussy.
Michael had often had fantasies of fucking her in that flawless arse of hers, especially when she was wandering around the house wearing things that made it look completely irresistable, but he reckoned that she was starting to enjoy what he’d be doing to her and would let him to do some other time. He instead decided that he was going to end her first time by filling her pussy to brim with his cum.
“I’m going to cum in you…”
“Oh no, don’t!”
“It’s ok, you’ll like it. It’ll feel great, I promise.”
She began to cry quietly as he continued to fuck her and he gradually built up the speed until the amount of time between the sounds of his body crashing into hers was almost unnoticeable.
He started to moan and call out her name as his juicy cock started to explode with thick ropes of hot spunk that flung themselves against the drenched walls of Jessica’s well-fucked cunt. He kept pushing during his massive ejaculation until he’d emptied himself within her and then he slowly pulled out and allowed the cum to ooze out of her.
He quickly leant towards her pussy and began to lick her deeply, spreading the cum around and using it as a lubricant to tongue her arsehole again. He smiled at her and then washed the cum from her body with his piss.
He turned her onto her back and lay over her, looking into her eyes.
She stared back at him and waited for him to say something…
“That was great. I can’t wait for next time…”, he eventually said before kissing her lips passionately.
She kissed him back with enthusiasm and when they stopped she said, “I can’t either…”.
“I told you you’d enjoy it”, Michael reminded her.

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Breaking Dawn White

Hello, just so you know this is my first ever story and I have spent a while getting it to this stage. The story isn’t finished, probably only half way, however as its now quite long I wanted to have some feedback as to what people like and if I should finish this off, before backfilling the character stories.
If you want to give me feedback, know more or want to contact me please do at [email protected]. Thanks GingerGirlLover. x
And so.. Dawn sat thinking ‘that was that’. 8 years of marriage come to nothing apart from her 7 year old gorgeous daughter upstairs playing in her room. The final divorce papers laid out on her coffee table. Dawn stood and looked in the room mirror regarding herself. At 32 she now showed a little age with a few lines here and there. Nothing a little hard work at the gym or a little tweak by a surgeon couldn’t fix quickly. Standing at 5ft 3 with a lustrous sheen of ginger golden hair which came just down past her shoulders and rested on the tops of her still budding and huge 36GG breasts. A massive wide smile of straight white teeth with ruby red lips and eyes of blue. High full cheek bones framed her mouth and nose. A rounded face and a cheeky look , she thought she had always been attractive however she had never been as popular or as attractive to the boys as her twin sister Emma. She was a size 14 with a short torso, full round ass and long slender legs ending in size 6 feet. She had always wanted to be a size 10-12 however she loved her curves and the cream and chocolate cakes were too hard to resist. She unlike her now ex husband Peter never regarded herself as fat just curvy as a woman should be. She knew that Peter never had the best of her as she had hidden depths and needs which he never grasped.
Her most attractive feature she thought was her mouth and smile which had beautiful straight teeth and large dimples at each side. As she was a natural redhead her upper body and breasts were covered in tiny freckles that would appear with the slightest hint of sunshine in the day. She was also never afraid to put on some make up. To highlight the red lips and high cheeks. She always knew she had a little bit of slut in her and sometimes showed it with a little too much rouge and lipstick with blue and green eye shadow.
When her now ex husband Peter had filed for divorce he stated she was a ‘cheating frigid overweight bitch’ on the papers. Not much could be further from the truth. However she had always given him everything and she knew he loved her tits it was what had drawn him to her wen she was just 22 and he was 41. At a 36GG she knew they were big, however they weren’t saggy and had never drooped. They were full and large and stood upright web she laid down. She could and would go braless and she would have a magnificent full bouncy cleavage, covered in tiny brown and golden freckles, one which she loved spraying in her favourite Vera Wang Princess perfume. It always made her cunt twitch and moist when she was showing off her tits when out with a few girlfriends. Her breasts had kept growing way past when her sisters had stopped and they accentuated her curves. At just 13 she was a full 32C making her the envy of the girls and lusted after by the boys and men at school. (A story for another time). They themselves were draped in tiny freckles all the way down the bikini strap lines, underneath and round to her huge aereola. Her aereola were a full 8cm wide and were bright pink, she was unsure why they were so bright but they were a ruby pink rouge and she had never seen any others like them apart from her twins. She always had trouble wearing low cut dresses as her aereola could clearly be seen in half cup bras. Not to mention her huge erect sensitive nipples. These were 1.5cm wide and stood 3cm long when she was mildly aroused growing bigger when they were flicked and tugged and pulled. Another thing that made her pussy wet and dripping into her sopping thong when it happened.
Being looked at by any man made her butterfly lips twitch and sometimes had her rushing into the nearest public toilets to plunge her fingers into her cunt and making herself cum with a few moans and grunts which she knew that any else in there could hear. Sometimes even with Molly with her she needed that release. (Again a story for another time).
Her ex Peter was a Major in the army and had often spent months and months on end away from home on tour. She knew that he had had more than one affair in their time together. Last year Peter arrived home and rubbed Dawns face in it as he had brought his latest girl Zoe home to stay with Her and their daughter Molly. Peter arriving home and stating ‘I own the house I tell you who lives in it’ and so Zoe had accompanied him home from tour to stay with them. Zoe was only 20 blonde, tall and thin everything Dawn wasn’t. Dawn soon found herself doing everything for the both of them whilst they were home from tour. Even watching Peter and Zoe taking Molly out for days away. Leaving Dawn at home to feel unwanted depressed and unloved. She needed to find a release for herself and to feel wanted. She craved that feeling. This arrangement lasted for 4 months before Peter was deployed away again. But not before Zoe was pregnant and showing with Peters baby. It was hardly surprising as she could hear the two of them fucking all night every night in Dawns marital bedroom as they had moved her into Molly’s room. The sounds of love making always made her heart skip and thrumm fast even if it were her own husband cheating on her in the next room. More than once she had woken to find that her vibrator was covered in her pussy cream and she had left it on the bedside where Molly could easily have found it and played with it. As she was now sleeping in Molly’s bed being able to spread her pussy and make herself cum was dangerous as there was always the chance Molly could wake and see her legs spread and her fingers clitting her pussy and driving down hard onto her vibrator. She had once been caught masturbating by Peter and Zoe with one hand with a glass to the wall. She was embarrassed and bloomed red to cheeks but the sounds of sex had made her butterfly lips engorged and her clit grow. It had been hard to stop herself even though she knew it was wrong. She had even allowed Peter to fuck her red butterfly cunt on the day before he went away again knowing that he was just using her but she just as much using him. The slaps she had taken and what she displayed on her body and face showed some sign of what an inner slut she was. (Its another story the life of Dawn and Zoe and Peter). When Peter had gone back on tour it allowed Dawn to try to get her life back to some sense of normality. With Zoe going with him. Leaving Her and Molly to try and carry on as normal. However she was alone and in desperate need of feeling wanted and loved, whoever it may be.
The hate from Peter could only last so long and after 7 years of marriage he filed for divorce leaving Dawn and Molly in the house. Now the divorce papers had been finalised and Peter was out of her life in terms of a partner and friend. She had come out of the divorce fairly well managing to keep the house but little money. She also didn’t have a job as she had always relied on Peter to look after the house and bills.
Now she sat thinking how do I start again from here. Alone with Molly but with the house and car she knew she was doing ok if not great. However she was lonely and alone. She always knew that she had a small amount of slutty ness and whoreishness inside of her which she had never shown to anyone except a boyfriend when she was just 13. (A story for another time).
Whilst her now ex husband was away she would often find time to sit on the laptop and drop into a chat room or two displaying a frankly revealing picture of herself with her golden freckled breasts exposed a little to try and gain some acceptance and to fulfill the need of being wanted from some guy. No matter who he was. Now she sat in her room and again pulled the laptop out and logged into her favourite chat room. The one which she was well known on for speaking with a little slutty mouth and more often than once go on cam for some man or lad to wank to. She was merely fulfilling her need.
Now She logged on and an immediately one of her male friends ‘MidlandsDom’ was there saying ‘hi’. Almost immediately she replied ‘hey there’ along with a bright red flush of colour to her face and lips and a rush of blood to her beautiful butterfly pussy. She had always known that her pussy was pretty. With slender lips that were tight and slim, a pair of slim tight inner lips erupting from her depths to form a perfect butterfly when they were pushed apart. At the top she has her gorgeous yet large clitoris which was just under an inch when aroused. Shiny and lustrous she knew exactly how to touch it to make her moan and grunt to orgasm. Now that her favourite guy MidlandsDom had said hi her arousal was instant with a flushing of her skin and wetness between her butterfly lips. ‘So how are you’ he replied. ‘To be honest pretty lonely and upset she replied and explained that her divorce was final and now she was truly on her own. He replied ‘aw hunni you need someone to come and comfort you and to also come and fuck you senseless and own you just like me’ I will make you feel wanted promise’. He had spoken to her like this before, though all her false promises had led to nothing. Now all she could think was ‘I would do anything right now to feel wanted and needed’. She replied ‘I wish it would happen today of all days’. All she could think of was that she was so alone now and she needed to feel wanted. The reply was ‘well why don’t you let me into you just once even if its just to say hello and for a drink to talk things over’. She knew she shouldn’t but said ‘only if you promise not to hurt me like all the times we have spoken’. A reply of ‘of course I won’t hurt you without your consent and asking’ came through. She didn’t want to stop talking to this man even though at this point she usually logged off before plunging her fingers deep into her Butterfly vagina and bringing herself to a grunting moaning orgasm ending with her splashing the bathroom tiles or bed covers with her squirting orgasm, thinking of all the things that they had talked about. Which included some deep Domination/Submissive games. This time however she said ‘I want it to be true and I want it to be you’.
‘Now that’s the response I have always wanted’ he replied. It was a Friday early evening and there was all evening and night to arrange a meeting and he most desperately wanted this little ginger Princess he had lusted after for months now. All he then said was ‘Address and time’. Panic flooded through her body knowing that Molly was upstairs and she would never get a sitter at this late time in the day’. She did however so badly need the feeling of want and need that she craved. She slowly replied with her address and 8pm knowing that gave him enough time to travel to her. ‘Knock on the door and I will open it i promise’ she said with her heart almost bursting through her chest, ‘Wear what I always tell you to wear please’ was all he put. Then logged off. Not giving her the chance to back out of anything. Dawn sat there knowing she had just allowed some stranger to know her address and he would be setting off soon to make the 8pm time. She stood and knew that she had taken her first step into being the little slut that she knew she always had been.
However she knew that right now she had about 2 and half hours to get herself ready for the arrival of MidlandsDom. Christ she never even knew his fucking name. Yet when she took her jeans off she found her black thong was literally soaking and dripping as she had involuntary orgasmed when she had given her address to him. Jesus I can’t believe I have done this she thought as her hand again involuntarily touched her budding clitoris. She was already engorged and shiny and her butterfly lips were red and dripping. She could smell her cunt too. It was always the way when she was completely aroused and in need of being taken. Tonight she could smell her pussy was in a rapture and the stink of her cunt made her orgasm hard on her hairbrush as it was the closest thing to hand in her bedroom. She lay there thinking for a few minutes afterward about what would happen tonight. Thinking it could be a massive mistake. After all he had brought Molly into his fantasies more and more over the months as they talked.
Getting herself together she swiftly changed the purple sheets on the bed to her black silk and satin sheets she kept for best. Before stripping off her thong and laying out the clothes which she knew he wanted her to wear. She just knew what look he wanted and had over the months bought each little item hoping that one night it would be her chance to dress for him. Firstly she took out her new ivory and silk balconette bra in a 36G. Slightly too small for her huge breasts but would push them further up towards her neck. Secondly a tiny g string, again too small but only one size too small. She had worn it once when she bought it and knew it gripped her cunt tight in its embrace before cutting deep between her pink and brown starfish. It made her feel like a slut and she had quickly put it away again.
Then she took out the black fully fashioned seemed stockings and the ivory and silk suspended belt which had cost a fortune. It had 8 thin delicate straps which had little golden clasps. Then she brought out the dress which he had shown her online. It was a size 14 but it was tight on her frame as her breasts stretched the material. It was a single piece dress with straps which hugged her tits and ass like no other. The thin straps would hide her bra. The neck line plunged deep into her cleavage and she knew her aereola would be exposed when she was dressed. Then there were the shoes, thin platform silver and white stilettos with a sharp 5 inch metal heel with golden soles. He had explained or showed her each item and she now hoped he approved of them. A white gold heart necklace which she slipped her wedding ring and engagement ring on to. A pair of white gold earrings would dangle from her perfect ears along with a white gold bracelet. She looked at the bed with her clothes spread out and she knew he would like her dressed like this.
Before she plunged into a steaming hot bath she checked on Molly hoping she would be tired and maybe go to sleep early. She usually went to bed about 10pm. However she was wide awake playing in her room. She made sure she was ok and said ‘Molly i have a friend coming around tonight, he might want to say hi to you if thats ok’. Molly gave a beaming smile before going back to play. Dawn then poured herself a small glass of red wine knowing that it would give her confidence, a little too much would make her tipsy and a few glasses she would be drunk. So half a glass whilst she took a deep sensual bath with lavender bubbles stroking her skin. All she had to do now was relax and cleanse and then to trim her pubic mound into what he had described and asked for. As Dawn had not felt a man for months she had allowed her pubic hair to grow out. Now she had a full natural bush of ginger golden straight hair covering her pussy and all of her bikini line. She gently took her scissors and razor and trimmed it into a ginger Brazilian strip 6cm high with half inch long hairs with her lips and clit fully exposed and clean of hair. She had only ever been clean shaven once before on her wedding night, doing it as a present to Peter but he had immediately said he didn’t like it so she wasn’t to feel his cock on that most important of nights. Now without the need to shave she had let it grow. Allowing her to meet his requirements. She stepped out of the bath at 7pm and dried her steaming red body and admired her best features and her breasts. Thinking ‘I hope he turns up’. Her fingers touched her pussy lips and came away slick with her cream which she then touched to her lips and licked clean.
She then dried and straightened her long ginger golden hair until it shone with lustre and sheen before tying it back to allow her to apply what would be a lot of make up. He had always stated he loved her pale skin which she now made further white and pale with a base layer of white blusher making her face paler than her body. She then applied a pink and red rouge to highlight her cheekbones. Then it was her eyes. Bright blue and clear they always shone when she was in the sun. Now she applied dark heavy and long black mascara to her curved lashes making them stand out clear and big. Then she took time to apply layer after layer of dark black eye make up, covering her upper lids with black and grey and finally silver glitter, lining them and stretching them out winging her eyes to elongate them. Under her eyes she applied a thick line of white and then black and glitter eye liner to further make them appear larger. Her eye make up completed she moved on to her lips. A bright scarlet base layer was applied with a single darker ruby line on the outside giving her mouth the desired effect of being wide and beautiful. She pouted and looked at herself now. Thinking she looked exactly how he had asked. She had her hair tied back when it would be down when he arrived. Right now she looked like a very expensive hooker with perfect make up, she smiled at her herself showing her straight perfectly white teeth and knew that she would make him proud of her tonight. She then touched her huge areola and nipples with a light pink glitter dust and sprayed her Princess perfume between her engorged breasts. She quickly made her way into her bedroom and dressed in the clothes he had described and which she had laid out in front of her.
The lingerie felt gorgeously soft on her skin which she had dusted in perfumed golden glitter. The bra fitted tight lifting her ruby pink nipples and breasts up to underneath her chin. The thong was tight between her already wet stinking cunt. The stockings pulled up and straightened on her slender calves and thighs before they were attached to the ivory and gold clasped suspender belt. She then took the dress and stepped into it. It was a clingy satin material in a mainly silver but multicoloured swirl of colour. It was tight and the material clung to her in all the right places, thighs, ass and tits. The plunging neckline exposed as she knew it would a good portion of her areola on both sides. The dress clung to her stocking clad thighs just below her stocking tops.
She then placed the heart necklace which held her engagement and wedding rings around her neck. Put her dangling earrings in and placed the gold bracelet on. Finally she placed each of her feet in the perfectly slim stiletto shoes. Standing in her mirror she looked like she done everything that was required of her and she smiled knowing that she had tried her best to please. It was this feeling that she craved above all others. She quickly dressed her hair down straightening it and brushing it into a sheen of ginger gold down her back and off of her shoulders. A quick brush of her perfectly straight fringe put the final touch to her face. A liberal spray of perfume over her entire dress and body and she knew she was done. A few sips from her wine glass she steadied herself knowing she had little time and then walked into Molly’s room which was adjoining hers.
‘Time to get rest for bed Angel’ she said to Molly who was showing the first signs of tiredness. Molly turned and looked at Dawn and smiled and said ‘you look lovely mummy’ I hope your friend likes you. I’ve never seen you look so beautiful’. This made Dawn feel so happy she smiled and also felt a rush of blood to her heart and her butterfly pussy nestled in its too tight thong. After a few minutes making sure Molly was ready for bed with a kiss and a huge cuddle she left her in her room to go downstairs and wait for MidlandsDom to arrive. It was nearly 10 to 8 and her heart was in a rage beating faster and faster as she knew that he would be here soon and that above all she was craving his acceptance. She sat on the arm of the sofa but was unable to sit comfortably in her dress and heels, knowing her ivory and silk knickers would easily be showing to anyone else if there was anyone there. She could still smell her butterfly lipped cunt from beneath the perfume as her stink emanated from between her stocking clad legs. She then stood and walked into the kitchen catching her heels more than once on the floor. She stood waiting at the kitchen counter glass in hand when she heard the doorbell chime. An immediate explosion like a hammer in her chest went off as she knew this was the moment that she had dreamed and fantasised of for months whilst chatting to this man on her laptop. She placed the glass on the counter and tiptoed across the kitchen and in to the hallway. Took more than one deep breath and opened the door.
There he was in front of her. ‘Fuck me’ she thought as her knees almost gave way as she looked at him. He really was a tall good looking Man just as she had hoped but the pictures could always have been fake. Someone she could only have dreamed of. The fact that he was a kinky fucker made him all the more attractive. He stood 6ft 2 tall with an athletic figure. Short dark hair and dark features made him oh so attractive to her. And most importantly he must have only been late 20s instead of some old married guy looking for a quick fix. She stood there mouth open and said quickly ‘Hello please come in’. He replied ‘Wow Dawn your all I ever dreamed you would be’ as he looked at her silhouetted against the hallway, her curves clearly prominent in the tightest dress he had ever seen. He stepped into the hallway past her in all her glory catching her princess perfume in his nostrils, immediately arousing him. Dawn closed and locked the door behind him and stood there tottering in her silver stiletto heels. She could hear her heart pounding in her chest, her cheeks were burning she knew, her breath was short and she was breathing so hard her massive cleavage was bouncing up and down with each breath. He looked her up and down and then placed a small travel case down in the hallway. He then took 2 steps closer to Her and he towered over her. Dawn immediately knew she would do anything to please and feel accepted by him.
‘My name is Jack, Dawn’. He had taken those steps towards her and now she had her back to the hallway wall. she felt a presence and dominance emanating from him. She looked up into a kind yet dark face and replied ‘Hello Jack, sorry I am nervous as hell, but I will try my best to be what you want me to be’. ‘Thats all i expect for now’. At this he placed his hand behind her neck and drew her into his embrace and kissed her passionately. Her tongue darted inside his mouth and devoured his taste as he held her tight. ‘Dawn I expect you to want all I want and to accept what we are to become’ he said. Dawn nodded gently and then said ‘Yes, I want you and i want this so much’. At this he placed his left hand on her back and pulled her towards him. With his right hand he immediately plunged his fingers to her hemline lifting one side of her ever tightening dress over her peachy hip and ass, revealing her white and golden tiny thong. With no regard for subtleness he pulled the sopping wet thong to one side and thrust 2 thick hard fingers deep into her dripping cunt. This took the wind right out of Dawn and she felt her knees buckle and she had to brace herself against him and the wall. She stood there helpless yet needing and wanting this moment so much. Tottering on her heels she stood there and grabbed him around the shoulders to steady herself. He had 2 fingers deep in her aching stinking pungent cunt which he slowly began to finger fuck. ‘Listen Carefully’ he started. ‘This is what you have wanted and dreamed of, you look amazing and beautiful and believe me you are wanted right here and now by me’. He could tell she was trembling and her knees buckled each time he thrust inside her. She felt like velvet inside and god she was tight. He immediately thought that she would need some severe stretching in time. ‘We are going to be amazing for each other, you will do as I ask and I will reward you with love and patience and joy’. ‘It will be hard at times to understand what is best for you but just believe that I want you, which I know you crave the most’. His fingers were slick with her pussy cream which was thick and hot making his penetration easy and swift. As he fingered that tight pink fuck hole he reached and touched her g spot inside, a feeling she had rarely ever felt. She knew then that he was in control of her and that she did not want him to stop or to leave. ‘Just promise to love me and I am yours forever’ Dawn panting into his neck as he thrust again into her slick fuck hole. ‘I will slut’ he said. At this she grunted and ground down on to his thick fingers, she then climaxed all over his fingers and hand before flooding her cum down her shiny stocking clad thighs. She then collapsed into him as he held her tight to his beating chest. She held him for a couple of minutes as her orgasm subsided and she could stand on her glitter heels.
‘Do you like how I look?’ Dawn asked as he brought his fingers to his mouth, devouring her cunt cream and her pungent scent in his mouth. ‘You look beautiful and exactly how we talked about, your tits and aereola are magnificent as I can see how pink and engorged they are’. ‘Thank you for trusting me to come and see you’. ‘You know we have talked for so long and you are all that has kept me going whilst I have been on my own, I am so glad you are here’.
She then took his hand and led him into the white shiny floor tiled kitchen, her metal spiked heels catching and clipping on them as she walked to the counter. She pouted and asked if he would like a drink and then poured him and her a liberal glass of red wine. ‘I assume you would like to stay tonight’ to which he just nodded. He had removed his dark jacket to reveal a white full collared shirt and expensive blue jeans. He now stood and admired her. ‘Turn’ he said as she stood apart from him. Dawn proceeded to slowly turn in front of him wishing that he approved of her dress and heels and especially her make up. ‘Stick your tits out more’ he demanded and then ‘arch your back and put your ass in the air’. She did as he instructed her. As she turned and showed him her full peachy ass he asked her to lean and touch her shoes. She did this exposing her stocking clad fully fashioned straight stockings to him clasped with 2 golden straps at each side that he could see. ‘Spread your legs wider’ he said, which she then immediately did shuffling her stiletto heels apart, allowing him to look at her sopping gusset which encased her pussy and ass, there was no thought of disobeying him. He then moved up behind her and gently stroked her labia through the material. ‘You are sopping Dawn and your cunt stinks like a whore, do you know that?’ As he continued to stroke her lips. ‘I am sorry Jack I have always had a strong smell, a few of my ex’s have called me all sorts because of it”. At this He suddenly spanked her panty clad ass cheek harder than she had ever felt, it almost knocked her from her feet but his left hand caught her as she tottered over. A sharp ‘FUCK’ escaped her glossed painted lips as he struck her and her eyes welled and glazed as the pain registered in her body. ‘Never ever apologise Dawn, unless you disappoint me or anger me, I am here to protect you and make you feel secure and happy like you have never been, understand?’ ‘Yes, sorry’ she said it before she even realised she had, just as a further thunderous smack hit her bright pink ass cheek which already burned. She blinked and again winced ‘FUCK’ as her first tear betrayed her and rolled down her perfect made up cheek.
‘Now stand, turn and face me’ he said as she turned and wiped the tear from her cheek. ‘Dawn you need to learn to trust me ok’. He then stood and seductively removed his white crisp shirt and placed it on the kitchen chair. This was followed by the black shoes and jeans he had been wearing. Dawn looked at him and saw a beautifully well looked after toned tanned body in front of her which had several tattoos and marks around it. She quickly noted three distinct names with lines through them were scribed on his left upper breast. He was now stood in a pair of perfect white hugging cotton boxer shorts. Within those she could see the outline of his engorged penis which was stuffed inside them. A small wet patch betrayed his arousal at her.
‘Now it’s your turn to please me. I know that you crave my approval and want it, don’t you?’ ‘Yes’ was all he needed to hear. He then slowly slid his boxer shorts down to reveal a fully shaven tanned cock. It was truly beautiful she thought, fully cut he was easily 8 inches long, deeply lined with huge blue veins down its length and around its engorged width. The head was vivid purple, wider and huger than the shaft as it erupted from his boxer shorts. She stood open mouthed as the cock stood proud in front of her, daring herself to take him in her hand but awaiting his permission to do so. ‘Do not make me wait Slut’ he quietly said into her ear, whilst gently tapping her cheek. He then gently placed his hands on her shoulders and gently pressured her to her knees. At once his cock grew further gently exposing the enraged veins closer to her mouth. It was her mouth which had intrigued him over the months they had chatted. It was perfectly formed and wide with straight white teeth, he thought that Dawn was one of the few women who may be able to not only take him in her mouth but work his cock as well with her tongue, something he had known only a few solitary times. Now he watched as she exhaled then to his surprise spat on his cock lubricating it so that she would be able to stroke him back and forth in her mouth as she wanked him off with her hand. She felt wonderful at that moment sat on her knees in front of him with him fully erect and aroused in front of her. She alone had made him like that and that was what she loved. Knowing she could make someone excited happy and aroused was the ultimate horny feeling to her. She looked up at him with her painted black and silver eyes as for the first time she opened her red lipped glossed mouth and took him inside her. She initially thought it wouldn’t fit but she arched her mouths corners and slowly inched his cock inside her mouth gently licking the underneath. He was bigger than she had ever known, she knew that as she tried to reach forwards and his cock forced its way in. At all times she kept constant eye contact with his as he looked down on her. He could see his cock smoothly and swiftly enter her luscious lips and below that her swelling engorged breasts heaving under her dress. They looked huge, mounds of gorgeous freckled flesh, he could also clearly see her stud nipples forcing themselves prominently out into her dress. She slowly started to move him back and forth in her mouth, feeling the ridges on her mouths roof and with her tongue, god he was big and she could feel her pussy dripping through lust and need for it to be inside it. ‘Its too big for me though’ she thought. Dawn then quickened her pace as he took her golden hair in his right hand and pulled on it tight and hard forcing her gently backwards, her mouth drawn fully off of his cock, she looked up at him with her mouth wide and lips open, in a little fear as she was held off of having him in her mouth. Then with one forceful pull he brought her back down on to his cock, forcing her mouth wider, her tongue inching her way to the base of his dick. She had never felt anything so big in her life and she had certainly never felt anything touch the back of her throat like the purple monster now forcing its way past her tonsils. She looked up at him in exasperation and a little shake of her head as he kept forcing his cock deeper and deeper inside. Then with a quick relief, he withdrew from her mouth allowing her to breathe just once before he quickly plunged his massive cock deep down into her throat, this time easily passing her tonsils and driving his cock forcibly into her throat. She thought she would not be able to breathe now that he was driving down her throat yet her tongue was able to caress the underside of his penis as he passed through her gaping throat. She had never felt at the mercy of a man as much as this, no one had opened her up as he already had, even though it was barely 20 minutes after she had allowed him to enter her home and world. He held the back of her head as he kept his cock embedded deep in her throat for ten then twenty then thirty seconds, with a swift motion his left hand suddenly encircled her throat and began to squeeze gently and contract. She could feel his cock swelling in her mouth even more, as he looked down on her, he could see tears finding their way down the outside of her cheeks as she allowed each one to trickle from her eyes. Her make up once perfect was streaked a little down her cheeks allowing her to look even more vulnerable than she was already. Then with a small grunt Jack froze, his erect swollen cock becoming ever more engorged in Dawns throat. She tasted and scented a small amount of Jacks cum in her mouth as he pulled himself from her perfectly formed mouth and throat, passed her now smeared red glossed lips and placed his huge bell end on her chin. He hesitated and tensed before shooting 3 heavy streams of thick scented cum all over her painted face. The first smacked her straight in her left eye, making her blink rapidly causing it to be rolled it into her eyeball, the second streamed over her forehead and into her golden glossy ginger fringe, the third went straight onto her closing mouth, settling on her glossed pink lips. A shudder ran through her as each jet thrust it’s way onto her face. She grabbed his calves and opened her mouth to allow the cum to enter her. He tasted devine, like strawberry cream mixed with salt. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before and there was so much of it. Her mouth felt full even though that was the third jet of spunk he had released onto her. He gently reached down and smeared his cum out of her eye allowing her to see him stood towering over her. She began to smile and laugh as he stood there shuddering in a joyous release. His upper body was covered in beads of sweat that he now smeared over his chest and midriff. ‘FUCK DAWN’ he said that was amazing, no one has ever throated me before, I knew you could take me from the first picture I saw of you, your beautiful mouth was made for my cock to be in, are you ok’. She laughed, her sopping wet thong was embedded between her butterfly lips, her legs trembled and buckled as she stood. ‘I am wonderful Master’ she replied and came to him for an embrace. ‘Fuck I am so so lucky to have found you’ she whispered into his ear. She was stood with his thick strawberry cum in her fringe and his taste deep in her mouth but all she could feel was a sense of satisfaction, a need fulfilled and satiated. She beamed a smile at him as he took a step away from her and downed a full glass of the wine he had not touched until now. She also stepped to the kitchen side and took a drink of the wine, her head beginning to swim a little with lust sex cum and want. She knew that allowing Jack to come tonight of all nights would change her life from now on. She stood content as he stood, right there in front of her. All she said was ‘thank you Jack’ and suddenly burst into a flood of tears and grasped for his shoulder. ‘Shhhh Dawn this is merely the first step in our relationship, I will always be here for you if you allow me into you’. ‘I am yours from now on’ she sobbed as he held her tight into him.
Now came the moment that Dawn knew would come. She knew that Jack had wanted to meet and know Molly her daughter too, from the chats they had had. She knew it gave her a great thrill of excitement and also trepidation in bringing Molly into this new world. ‘I hope I can fulfill your dreams and you can fulfill mine, we have spoken of so much Dawn, I want everything we have talked about’. ‘So do I’ she said. He then said ‘now where is your gorgeous daughter Molly, is she here, she looks so very much like you and we have spoken of her a lot, of her beauty and innocence, I would love to meet her if that’s ok’ I don’t want to be a stranger to her’. Dawn looked at him and said ‘she is upstairs Jack, do you want to meet her ?’ ‘Yes I would love to meet her’ he replied. ‘Firstly though I want to see you lose your dress and heels’. Dawn slowly unzipped the dress at the side, becoming a little more accustomed to her heels. She hitched it up over her thighs and loosened it around her giant tits framed in her balconette bra. She then swiftly dropped her dress on to her kitchen floor. Leaving her standing in her ivory and silver gold lingerie. She then swiftly kicked off her heels with a wooosh of relief as her toes had been squeezed into them. She gave a flick of her head and stood as tall as she could, Jacks cum still emblazoned in her fringe and looked at him. He was so much taller now she didn’t have the heels on. ‘Now lose your bra Dawn’. At that she reached round and unclipped the 3 bra hooks and brought her hands to cup her boobs. ‘Are you ready Sir’ she asked as he stood watching her. ‘I don’t like waiting as you know, slut!!’ ‘With a slow expectancy she brought her hands down releasing her glistening breasts. Her huge aereola were the first thing that Jack noticed as they were a vivid pink, huge, and centred with huge dark pink nipples which stood erect from her budding breasts. ‘I hope you like them Sir’ she mouthed. ‘Your amazing Dawn I can’t wait for all we are to become’ he said ‘as long as you want this to last forever’. ‘I do’ she said. ‘Now shall we meet Molly?’ ‘Ok’ as she stood in front of him and embraced him knowing that she was beginning to see the start of another erection between Jacks legs as she also felt it on her stocking tops. She then took his hand and brought him into the hallway again where he picked up his small travel case and followed her upstairs. Watching her size 14 ass in front of him he was wondering how much more perfect Dawn could get. Her ass was slightly dimpled but not heavy, just the right size to take some slaps and smacks. At the top of the landing Dawn said ‘leave your things in my room which is this first door’ as Jack then placed them into her heavily perfumed bedroom, admiring the black silk sheets she had put on for tonight. He then joined her on the landing. Dawns heart was beating harder than ever at that moment, stood with her huge breasts fully exposed, Jacks potent cum smeared in her fringe, wearing expensive fuck me lingerie. She didn’t know what Molly would think, not only that she was about to introduce Jack to her, who was a compete stranger and was also fully naked with a once again huge erect cock between his legs.
‘Molly’ Dawn called before knocking and entering her room to find Her daughter dozing on her double bed reading a children’s book. ‘I have brought my friend to meet you, he’s called Jack’. She watched as Molly sat upright and gently yawned as Jack went and sat beside her on Molly’s bed. Jack immediately kissed her cheek, then grabbed and lifted her and swung her on to his knee by placing his left hand straight between her tiny thighs and pressing and clutching her tiny gusset and lifting her on to his right knee. Dawns legs once again buckled at this, leaving her leaning against the door frame watching Jack clearly place his fingers between her tiny legs. Dawn knew Mollys pussy lips matched her own, after all she was her mum and they had touched and washed each other since she was a baby. Now she could see Jack begin gently massaging Mollys pussy with only the thinest of gussets of her tiny baby blue kitten knickers between her little pussy and his fingers. It sent wave after wave of excitement flooding to her already sodden cunt and she couldn’t help but put her right hand over her own mound, slipping her thong down a little, spread her butterfly and start to play with her clit. ‘Say hello to Jack Molly, don’t be shy’ she managed to say between quick breaths. Molly straight away beamed a smile and kissed Jack on his lips throwing her arms around his neck. It was a baby girls kiss yet Jacks kiss lingered on her lips and then brought his lips to her neck with a lick and kiss making little Mollu giggle. She looked at him and said ‘it tickles, I like it Jack do it some more’ as Jack went again to kiss her neck with what looked to be a long pink magnificent tongue, giving swift tender kisses on her unblemished pale skin. She really does look like a miniature Dawn he thought, which caused his cock to twitch and grow. It was then that Molly saw his purple headed dick standing rigid between his legs, she couldn’t help but reach out to touch it with her tiny hand. ‘Whats this mummy’ she said and looked to her mummy who was too busy clitting her stinking cunt to notice that her daughters hand was already encircling Jacks cock. At that she looked up to see Jack had worked his fingers into Molly’s cotton knickers and was clearly stroking her naked bare budding labia back and forth whilst his middle finger rested on her tiny cunts opening. Jack was kissing and lapping Mollys neck who was giggling with joy. Molly’s right hand was trying its best to encircle the veiny purple monster that was right in front of her. At this sight Dawn grunted deep, loud and long like she always did when she orgasmed, her second orgasm suddenly flooded over her fingers and again down her thighs. It was a feeling she had only ever dreamed of but one that had taken over many a dream of late. Which was of giving not only herself to Jack but Molly as well, to someone who would care for them both and make them both happy and secure. Now it was reality as Jacks cock was becoming engorged again just as it had been downstairs. ‘Molly that’s part of a game we are playing tonight, me and Jack. Do what I do and come and kneel in front of Him. He is going to perform a magic trick and spray us with some cream’. It was the best she could think of right at that moment as she crawled on her knees next to Molly and Jack. Jack lifted her from his knee and stood her right in front of him, though not before lifting her up and placing her baby blue knicker clad gusset enticingly over the tip of his purple veiny cock and pressing down making her tiny pussy lips spread slightly, Jack whispered ‘not this time Dawn ok, but soon I want you to spread this little girl for me’ to which Dawn just nodded. ‘Now Molly you need to kneel up and put your face next to mine, keep your eyes open and mouth wide open whilst Jack does his trick’ ‘yes Mummy’ she replied.
Dawn was feeling a million things at that moment, one of which was that she wanted to play with Molly as Jack had been doing. Her left hand quickly reached around underneath and between Mollys legs where She knelt next to her and she started gently stroking Molly’s pussy through her knickers, which she found to be slightly moist, she then gently clitted her own pussy with her other hand. ‘What Jack must think’ she wondered at that moment. As Jack looked down stroking his 8 inch engorged dick he could see Dawn clearly driven in wanton ecstasy frigging her butterfly lips staring up at him begging for his cum. He could also see Molly smiling and giggling right next to Dawns face, the two clearly matching images of mother and daughter . he now watched as Dawn gently stroked Molly’s pussy lips, he felt the last twitches of his orgasm about to erupt from his cock. At that moment Dawn almost reached up to encircle his cock head with her mouth as his first thick rope of cum exploded from deep within him. His first thrust of hot strawberry cum arched up glancing and glistening her rising lips but flew straight onto Molly’s face covering her childlike mouth, into her button nose and over her eyes, there was so much it struck her and bounced into her ginger curls. His second jet followed instantly however Dawns luscious glossed lips had encircled his head and it fired directly down her mouth into her throat. A third followed that however there was so much it flowed from her lips as she struggled to breathe from his hot eruption. Jack groaned loudly and long, enough that Molly rose to him and without a moments hesitation took his cock in her hands and began to stroke him oozing the last of his cum from his softening cock.
Jack made eye contact with Dawn who had quickly brought her hand up to guide the leaking cum back into her mouth. A large glob of his cum had spurted onto her still lingerie encased breasts which were now glistening in the room light, as he watched his cum made its way down into her sweating cleavage. Jack collapsed on to Molly’s bed exhausted from his exertions, Molly’s little hands still holding his cock. Her cute pale face, an image of her mums with freckles around her eyes and button nose, was covered in Jacks cum which was starting to dribble down onto her baby blue kitten strapped pyjama top. ‘It tastes like strawberries Mum’ she said as Dawns now dishevelled face peered back at her. At that Dawn drew Molly into her for a cuddle and gently kissed her face licking it clean of the now cooling jism. Her tongue kissed her mouth and then entered her tiny lips to get the last little bits of Jacks cream from her mouth and tongue. Molly knew how to kiss as Dawn had long since started passionately kissing Molly when the two had been sharing a bed together when Peter had moved her out of her marital bed. A pang of jealousy had boomed in her heart and mind that Molly had tasted her lovers cum and that she wanted it all to herself and for no one else to know his taste and texture. Guilt next then erupted in her as she had felt that jealousy, guilty that she should ever feel that way especially about her gorgeous little baby daughter. After all If it were to be anyone she especially wanted it to be Molly.
When she finished kissing Molly, Dawn rose and went to lay with Jack on little Molly’s bed embracing her new Master and cuddling into his arms. He smelt of sweat and sex, his breath was ragged and short. Hers matched his as they lay there, her pungent cunt smell mixing with his scent of cum and sex. Molly then climbed and nudged between them, forcing her way into her mums embrace, giving each of them a kiss as she lay. ‘That was a good game Mummy’ she said quietly to Dawn. ‘I know baby, I hope we can play more games with Jack, I hope he stays around not like your Daddy’ she whispered. ‘Maybe I can have another Daddy’ she whispered back and giggled and smiled at her. Dawns heart was bursting in a mixture of emotion, of love, passion, guilt, want, need and wonder. As she laid there she wondered how in this short night she had come so far, for taking a huge chance on this man. ‘I am so happy and fulfilled’ she said and looked into Jacks face. ‘Do you feel wanted?’ He said. ‘I do and I want you and this and so much more, thank you’. There they rested before falling asleep in the afterglow of what had become a lovely little three way.
A short time later Dawn awoke and saw that once again Molly’s little hand had found its way to encircle Jacks cock as they slept, a little sign that Molly had some of her mothers whoreishness inside of her. A smile broke on her lips as she slowly sat on the bed and made her way on stocking clad tip toes from the room leaving the two of them entwined in each other. Jealousy once again met her as she turned the light off and made her way into the bathroom, leaving Jack with Molly. She then looked at herself in the heart shaped bathroom mirror and thought ‘i wonder how far this will go’…
To be concluded…

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Cameron & Alex (Second Installment)

Ok I highly suggest you read the first Cameron story before reading this one. This story is the second installment and involves Cameron plus myself but also introduces Cameron’s 8 y.o. brother. If you’ve read the other Cameron story and the tags to this one then you know what to expect. Feel free to contact me with comments or constructive criticism at [email protected].

The Dark Night

This story is based on a dream I just woke up from. I have to apologize, English is not my native language, so any grammatical or spelling errors could appear! I hope you like the story, it’s my first ever.

The Temptress: Chapter One

This will be my second submission to xnxx, although it is not the first time others will be reading this piece. Friends of mine have read the first four chapters of the erotic fantasy novel I have been writing for the last few years and have expressed VERY positive feedback. But they are my friends. The Temptress is Chapter One of that book but not the first book of the series of which it is part. I guess I am looking for genuine enthusiasm, an HONEST review and critique, and a reason to continue my writing this story (which, by the way, has a romantic twist to it that unfolds throughout the course of the books.) My first submission was not so well received as I may have mis-categorized it or the sexual content was lacking or something along those lines. If Chapter One proves to be popular, I will probably submit the other chapters I have written.
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Chapter One
As night crept across the lands of Demnos, the gray sky of the dreary, rain-soaked day continued to deepen until it was impossible to tell when the day ended and the night began. Far below the towering craggy edifice of Demon’s Peak, lights in the city of Xyn started flickering to life in windows and on street corners. The inhabitants were provided with a measure of supposed protection against the all too real creatures lurking in the dark, just past the last houses on the outskirts of the city. The streets bustled with both the necessary evening traffic and those seeking entertainment at one of the many taverns, brothels, or fest halls throughout the city. Shopkeepers were finishing closing up shop and securing their establishments from unwelcome nocturnal intruders. Despite the inclement weather, the pervasive ambiance of Xyn’s celebrants was as festive as always.
The dome-shaped buildings comprising the bustling valley city were typical of those found across the face of Tiaceor. Sturdy in construction, they could withstand many kinds of punishment and look only a little worse for the wear. The domes were all of varying sizes, built according to its function and the owner’s needs—as well as the depth of his or her purse.
High above the city, a pair of glowing yellow eyes looked down at the goings-on from the relative comfort of a very large and well-fortified keep. To the otherworldly eyes regarding the scene, the rain obscured the view only a little. The rain pitter-pattered in large puddles on the balconies of the three enormous windows outside the castle’s throne room. A tall, lone, dark figure stood in the window, thoroughly enjoying the sensation of the rain as it gently tapped against her hot ebony skin and soaked her long, thick raven tresses. Small droplets grew bigger until their weight pulled them down her naked flesh, tickling her lightly as they rolled. As she stood there, tiny rivulets also flowed from the longest ends of her hair and down between her large bat-like wings; from there, the water followed the curve of her back until finding its way around the base of her well-muscled tail and between the tight cheeks of her ass where it mixed with the lubrication of her already wet pussy. Droplets fell too from the rings piercing her nipples after collecting and hanging there for a moment. The unnatural heat given off by her body caused the mistress of the keep to be surrounded by a wispy nimbus of steam.
Demon’s Peak had been well-named by the early settlers who first looked upon the immense, foreboding mountain with an equal mixture of awe and fear, though mostly the latter. There were many locals who wondered if the name had actually been an unrecognized prophesy, especially since a demoness had been calling it her home for the past eighty years.
Standing just slightly taller than most human and some ork males, War Mistress L’tirashin Jaduor was an imposing sight to behold. Her manner and bearing left no doubt in anyone’s mind that she was not a being with whom someone trifled. Of course, her glowing yellow eyes, large bat wings and long tail only served to accentuate her otherworldly visage and make those around her fearful of inviting her wrath.
As if by its own accord, L’tirashin’s left hand slid slowly across her thigh, inching toward the black tangle of her hairy mound. Her long, talon-tipped fingers pushed through the slick folds of her labia until they found her already excited clit. L’tirashin flicked at it a few times before shoving her fingers deep into her pussy.
‘Fools!’ she spat in her thoughts as her other hand cupped her right breast and brought it to her mouth. L’tirashin’s tongue darted out and rubbed across the hardening tip of the nipple. Using her teeth, she tugged firmly at the ornamental piercing, increasing her passion as her fingers probed even deeper into her vaginal flower. ‘See how they go about their lives, totally oblivious to the coming darkness!’ she mused as she continued masturbating. It excited the wicked demoness beyond mere words every time she used either her infernal powers or her mastery of arcane magic. Very soon after her arrival on this world the inhabitants called Tiaceor, a phenomenon heretofore never experienced by L’tirashin came to light: without exception, whenever the demoness cast any of the spells she knew, she would feel the need for some kind of sexual gratification. It also appeared that the greater the inherent power of the spell cast, so too was the urge that followed. Although L’tirashin had always possessed a fierce carnal appetite, there were inevitable times when sex of any sort—ranging from simply masturbating to enjoying a full-blown orgy—just was not possible. Of course, it went without saying that those missed chances for libidinous indulgences were made up for at the first opportunity. . . .and then some. L’tirashin tried to discover the reason for the odd, but very pleasant, connection but was far less successful than the learned sages, wizards, sorcerers, and priests who had studied it for centuries before her arrival.
As she felt an orgasm beginning to build within her, L’tirashin leaned her head back and turned it from side to side, causing her rain-soaked blue-black hair to brush across the top of her tight buttocks and base of her tail. Faster and faster L’tirashin plunged her fingers in and out until they were almost a blur of motion, working their own kind of magic on her pussy. With her excitement nearing its climactic peak, she brought her mouth and melon-sized breast back together and bit down hard on the nipple. Her elongated, razor-sharp canines punctured two small holes on either side of the silver ring dangling from the very stiff and protruding nub. A small ooze of dark crimson leaked out then vanished with a swipe of L’tirashin’s tongue.
The peak L’tirashin had felt stirring deep in her loins was upon her. A mask of pure euphoria washed over her beautiful, though otherworldly, face and brought a glaze to her glowing eyes just as the first wave of her orgasm caused her cunt to spasm and shudder. Slowly, the sensations ebbed then ceased. A smile of partial satisfaction pulled at the corners of her full lips.
“That was nice,” L’tirashin said as she brought her hand up and started licking her cum-soaked fingers clean. “But. . .” L’tirashin’s tail swished back and forth in anticipation as she let the thought trail off. As her wings folded quietly across her back and around her shoulders like a natural cape, the demoness turned away from the window. The talons on her toes clicked softly against the highly polished black marble floor of her immense audience chamber as she strode purposefully toward her throne.
In passing, L’tirashin momentarily glanced up at one of the eight colossal columns that supported the high, vaulted ceiling, fifty feet overhead. The girth of any one of them was so great it would require six men, with out-stretched arms, to encircle it. Running almost the entire length of each, from floor to ceiling, were highly detailed bass relief carvings of scenes depicting the torture of the souls of the damned, cast into the Abyss’s bottomless darkness. L’tirashin could recall only too well being on the receiving end of many of those terrible torments during the first few centuries of her afterlife spent deep in the Abyss’s lower planes. Over the many, many long years, she had managed to, literally, claw her way up to positions of greater and greater power until she had become one of the torturers. Mortal minds had yet to devise a method of torment that had not all ready been perfected by the Everdark’s resident experts, as well as many that even the most twisted ephemeral mind could not conceive.
The clergy of the seemingly countless number of deities, on a similar number of worlds throughout the known multiverse, warned their respective flocks of the literal eternal torment awaiting them if they refused to give up their sinful ways. L’tirashin was still amused as to how many of those going-to-temple-only-on-holy-days mortals who found themselves in the Everdark.
During her time on Tiaceor, L’tirashin had been christened with a variety of names by the inhabitants. Some of them, such as as Night One, Temptress, Demon Queen, and the Dark One, she bore with great pride. But there were others, like Bacchanal Queen, Demon Whore, Slut Queen, and the Fornicatress, that she secretly reveled in because of her pursuit of pleasure—although that pleasure was not without its purpose.
Besides having an almost insatiable libido, L’tirashin also had equally great ambitions and a lust for power. She had been busy ever since her arrival. By appealing to the mortals of this world on their basest levels, L’tirahsin had been able to gather an army of considerable strength in almost no time. When her forces quickly claimed the nation of Calimaar, the new country of Demnos came into being. To the nations surrounding Demnos, L’tirashin delivered a powerful ultimatum: live under her rule and prosper or defy her and suffer. Only two of the eleven nations tried to resist. True to her word, the Temptress made them suffer mightily.
The continent of the Eleasheua fell to her conquest in less than six years.
Demnos had become a fierce world power with which to be reckoned.
But L’tirashin was not content ruling just one kingdom. Or continent. No, she had far loftier ambitions than that. For reasons no mortal mind would ever expect, her ultimate goal was to conquer all of Tiaceor.
With incredible and inhuman speed, the Temptress dashed up the eighteen steps of the dais. Her movement had been so sudden and swift it could have been thought of as magic. She paused a moment and gazed appreciatively at her regal seat. The throne was a truly wicked looking construction: hundreds of spread open rib cages had been used to create a radiating disc directly behind a seat made entirely out of whole skeletal arms and legs. A wall comprised of nothing but skulls formed the backdrop for this agglomeration of bones, running from floor to ceiling and spanned forty feet from one side to the other. But as intimidating as L’tirashin’s royal seat was itself, some very potent and deadly enchantments worked into it as well. With a wicked smile, L’tirashin assumed her seat. When she had first entered the former realm of Calimaar, L’tirashin lacked such a chair. Over the intervening seventy-eight years, she had had one magically crafted from the bones of all those who dared oppose her. It mattered little as to the social status of the bones’ former owners: righteous knights, powerful spellcasters, pious priests, and those of more humble origins were all present—even Calimaar’s former regent had been likewise interred. The commonality they all shared was defying the demoness’s will. No matter how great or small their indiscretion, they paid for it with their lives.
Many (foolish) adventurers had tested also themselves against her. While the number of intruders who dared to confront the Dark One in her personal sanctum had been few and far between, there were still those who had successfully gained entry past her keep’s formidable defenses. Of coourse, when they encountered L’tirashin, usually lounging on her throne, their only reward was death: death that came at them from the hundreds of empty eye sockets in the skull wall.
“You there, slave,” L’tirashin said, pointing at one of the barely clad slaves standing against the wall just past the banquet table. “Come here.” Although L’tirashin knew every one of her slaves’ names—as well as a good deal about them—she found that by stripping them of even such a small measure of individuality tended to keep the spirits of her slaves broken far more effectively than any amount of chain.
Daring to cast a momentary sidelong look at her sister standing just two paces to her left, Amean obediently stepped forward and walked quickly toward her mistress, keeping her head bowed the entire way. Amean, which meant swan rider in her native elven language, had been a celebrated dancer in the elven kingdom Deth’el, a verdant island nation that lay only two hundred miles to the west of Eleasheua. Amean had been visiting her family in the small coastal city of Eichuula when the Temptress’s warships attacked from both the water and the sky. When the raiders finally left, more than half the city was burning and many elves had been taken as slaves—with Amean and her sister among the captives. Even after two years, neither of the sisters ever learned of the fates of any of the rest of their family.
The sisters’ introduction to slavery was savage and cruel. As they stood before the one called “the Wrangler”, a new slave was chosen at random then slaughtered in front of the rest of his fellow captives. The Wrangler screamed at them, “That is exactly how much your lives now mean to your mistress! But, by serving Mistress L’tirashin with complete loyalty and devotion, you will be allowed to live! Betray her in even the smallest way and you will die!” Following the Wrangler’s brutal demonstration, they were stripped of what few possessions they still clung to, along with their clothes.
Amean’s spirit finally broke when she and the other new slaves were unceremoniously thrown into a large pool filled with a green, foul smelling magical brew. When she surfaced, Amean watched in horrified disbelief as her luxuriant, waist-length golden tresses literally slid right off her scalp and dissolve, like a dream upon waking. As her body was racked by near-hysterical sobs, Amean noticed that everyone had been similarly been affected. That she could see, no hair remained on anyone, anywhere. She had never felt so naked and exposed in all her young one hundred and fifty-three years of life. Amean’s sister, Simvanna, was also just as bare but Amean could still see the familiar defiant spark in Simvanna’s deep blue eyes.
Once the new slaves had been sorted according to where they would be put to use, Amean, Simvanna, and twenty-nine other male and female vassals were taken to the house dormitory. The female house slaves were given very short, gauze-thin dresses to wear while the males wore only breeches made of the same fabric and all were given a pair of sandals. Despite the deadly conditions of the mines, Amean sometimes envied the slaves who worked deep in the bowels of the mountain. “At least they get to wear real clothes and shoes,” she whispered to Simvanna one night, just as the pair was drifting into a dreamless sleep.
All house slaves shared their beds with at least one other and some even bunked together by choice. It was typical for one to be just getting out of bed to resume his or her duties as another would be climbing in to get some rest. Despite their captivity, Amean did have to admit that she and Simvanna (as well as the other residential vassals, at least) were treated well enough and not subjected to any punishment greater than necessary.
As she approached her mistress’s throne, Amean kept her eyes averted to her feet then stopped as the bottom step of the dais. “Yes, mistress?” Amean asked in a quiet voice.
L’tirashin let her slave wait. After all, that was a slave’s singular purpose in life: to wait on whatever whims their mistress or master expressed. Starting at the top of Amean’s bald head, L’tirashin’s eyes slowly traced all of her slave’s pleasant curves. Up and down Amean’s pointed ears, down her delicate, narrow neck, and over her shapely shoulders. The Temptress allowed her gaze to linger for a few moments as her lusty gaze carressed the small swell of Amean’s breasts. The sweat covering Amean’s body caused her whisper-thin dress cling to her, allowing a nearly unobstructed view of the treasures beneath. Amean’s aureoles were correspondingly small though her nipples already looked slightly erect. While they were only about half the size of her own, L’tirashin was pleased nonetheless and went on assessing her slave.
Amean’s narrow waist and hips indicated she had yet to experience the “joys of motherhood”—a situation L’tirashin was sure that could soon be remedied. L’tirashin noticed Amean’s arms and legs to be remarkably well-toned and conditioned but, for a moment, the reason escaped her. Then an amused smile played at the corners of L’tirashin’s full lips. Ahhh, yes, she thought. ‘This one was a dancer when she was captured. Mmmmmmm. . .I haven’t had one of those in a while.’
“Come here!” L’tirashin said as she motioned for Amean to mount the steps.
Fear swelled in Amean’s chest. She was suddenly filled with an almost irresistible urge to run as fast and as far as she could away from the Night One, but she knew that doing so would mean her death. She had been present when a band of foolhardy adventurers had made their way into the keep only the previous year and stood where she herself was now.
They never had a chance.
As if the wall were an extension of the Temptress, Amean watched in horror as the demoness annihilated them instantly as hundreds of arcane energy bolts tore them to pieces. This the Night One did without even moving a finger.
Terrified, Amean did as she was commanded and slowly ascended the steps. Had she not already been sweating due to the heat within the keep, Amean would have surely started just then. As she climbed the steps, the elven slave felt she were walking many miles—and all of them up a steep hill. Finally, Amean stood a mere arm span in front of L’tirashin and it was all Amean could do to just remain standing.
The Temptress’s smile suddenly became even more wicked. Her slave’s fear was so palpable that the demoness could smell it as easily as she could see Amean trembling as she stood before her. A rush of warmth washed over L’tirashin. Although it suffused throughout her body, she felt it most acutely in her hot and very wet pussy.
When L’tirashin got to her feet, Amean swooned. In an instant, Amean was scooped up in her mistress’s arms. Giving her slave no time to recover, L’tirashin clamped her lips wetly to Amean’s and pushed her tongue into the startled elf’s mouth.
At first, Amean resisted but, as soon as her mistress’s unexpected sexual advances were revealed to be her true intentions, Amean began to respond. Though she was a bit unsure for the first few moments, she found herself becoming amenable, pushing her tongue past the Night One’s and into her hot and hungry mouth. Amean’s hands also seemed anxious to join in on the pleasure and were soon caressing L’tirashin’s dark skin.
It was L’tirashin who gently broke away from their kissing embrace after the pair had been entwined for several minutes. Holding Amean’s face affectionately between her hands, L’tirashin whispered in a breathy voice, “Pleasure me.”
Amean smiled sweetly at her mistress. Leaning in, Amean started kissing and nibbling on L’tirashin’s neck. Her mistress’s ebony skin was noticeably hot to the touch. It was not long before Amean felt her own body’s heat increase in response to what she was doing to the demoness. While Amean was not a woman-lover, she was also no stranger to pleasuring another woman. In fact, she and Simvanna still indulged in such acts of “sisterly love” whenever they were able to be together. They delighted in those stolen moments and had been doing so ever since they were elflings, playing amid the tall and ancient trees deep in the Aelque Forest of Deth’el.
Wanting to be as free and unfettered as her mistress, Amean slipped her dress down over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. The look of pure lust shining in the Night One’s glowing amber eyes brought a smile to Amean’s pouty lips.
Amean slowly kissed, nibbled, licked, and sucked her way down one side of L’tirashin’s neck then up the other. As she got near her mistress’s similarly pointed ears, Amean felt a pang of longing when she smelled the light, sweet scent of L’tirashin’s hair. Forcing her feelings back down, Amean started nipping sensuously on the Temptress’s left earlobe. When a moan of delight escaped L’tirashin’s lips, Amean teased her by lightly flicking the tip of her tongue across her mistress’s ear.
Amean’s skill pleasantly surprised L’tirashin. Every spot where Amean’s hot mouth and tongue had touched tingled, sending wave after wave of excitement directly to her already sodden pussy. Unable to help herself any longer, L’tirashin brought up a hand and cupped one of Amean’s small breasts. After a few firm squeezes, she started to roll and pinch the slowly stiffening nipple. A soft sigh in L’tirashin’s ear let her know her own ministrations were hardly in vain as her libidinous slave continued pleasing her.
L’tirashin’s other hand soon found Amean’s bare thigh then slowly slid its way up until it encountered the slightly fleshy folds of Amean’s smooth and hairless cunt. Back and forth L’tirashin rubbed, always just missing the moist slit running between her slave’s thickening labia. Deciding to give Amean a thrill, L’tirashin pressed on her love button.
Thoroughly stimulated by what her mistress was doing to her, Amean could not resist grinding her pussy against L’tirashin’s hand. Amean’s fear had almost completely vanished. In its place was an aching lust and a passion ignited fire in her loins begging to be extinguished. Her own hands followed the Temptress’s lead; one hand on a breast, the nipple between her fingers while the other massaged L’tirashin’s mound of black, bushy pubic hair.
Most of the slaves, whether male or female, human, dwarf, ork, elf, or any one of Tiaceor’s other races had been on either the receiving or giving end (or both) of L’tirashin’s attentions at one time or another. For the long minutes their mistress and her slave pleasured each other, the rest household slaves present watched the goings on with a mixture of envy and relief.
Though not Simvanna
The willful elf was succeeding quite well at hiding her disgust and jealousy at the sexual spectacle happening only a short distance away. Such flagrant, public, sexual displays were unheard of in even the most liberal of Deth’el’s courts, where love and beauty were worshipped just as devoutly as were the gods. And that the Night One’s attentions were centered on Amean was almost too much for Simvanna to take. If any woman was going to sex her sister, it should be her, not their so-called mistress—despite the Temptress holding their lives quite literally in the palms of her taloned hands.

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Naughty Jen.

There was a knock at the door, Jen ran to it quickly, knowing exactly who it was going to be. She opened the door, and there stood Mike. With his tall and hugely muscular body her smile spread across her face. Mike stood there, taking in her figure. At 5 ft 2 with a gorgeous slim, toned body, her long brown hair and flickering green eyes.. she was exactly what he wanted.
“Come in” Jen said, letting him pass her. His hand brushed her hip and she quivered slightly. He sat down on the sofa whilst Jen put the DVD on. She was bent over the TV and her perfect peachy ass was poking up right, just perfect enough that he wanted to kneel behind her and fuck her senseless there and then. Her shorts were slipping and he could see her little black g-string that her ass was swallowing up.
“Mmm” he groaned. Jen turned around, he hadnt expect the noise to actually come out. Her eyes we’rent fixed on his face though. They were fixed on his throbbing cock that was buldging through his tight pants. She slowly started to crawl towards him, on her hands and knees. She licked her lips and he knew exactly what he was going to get. As she got towards him, her hands snaked up his pants and un-did his zipper. Mike lifted his hips so she could slide his pants down. She slowly rubbed his cock through his boxers, he was rock hard. Jen looked up at him. “You want my lips around that huge throbbing cock of yours baby?” She purred. “You know full well i want to feel your little mouth around my huge dick” Mike replied. With that, she took his cock out of his boxers and slipped them over his legs and onto the floor. She stroked his cock and licked up his thigh, getting closer and closer. When she finally reached his big manhood, she started to lick his balls. Taking each one in her mouth and sucking them gently. Mike put his head back and moaned quietly to himself.
She carried on, until they were dripping with her saliva, she then moved her lips to his huge erect cock. She slowly moved her tongue up his shaft. When she reach the top, she opened her mouth and let his big dick sink to the back of her throat. She bobbed her head up and down, soaking his dick. She used her hands and the base of his cock and worked them both in motion. Mike grabbed her head fiercly and pulled it down hard, he could feel her throat around his cock and it felt so good.
He pulled Jen’s head up and she let go of his cock, he pulled her hard towards him and kissed her passionatly. His tongue found hers and she groaned into his mouth as they kissed harder. His hands found her hips and guided them over her cock. He could feel a growing wet patch in her panties as she grinded on his aching cock. He pushed her hips down and she let out a moan. “I need your cock baby. I need you to fuck me so hard.”
But Mike had other ideas. He picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. He threw her on her bed and told her to take her top off. Jen did as she was told and took of her top, revealing her big DD tits that bounced in her black lace bra. “Bra too” Mike added as he searched for something in her room. With that, she took her bra off and her big tits bounced free, her perfect nipples sticking out, waiting for some attention.
Mike had found what he was looking for. Jen’s collection of toys. Her face lit up as Mike put the box on her bed. She layed back and opened her legs wide, exposing her wet little g-string. Mike could see her swollen pussy lips pushing out from her panties. He dug around in the box and found her pink vibrator. He turned it on to its slow setting and traced down her tummy with it. When he reached her panties, he glided it over them, teasing Jen. “Mmm fuck baby, you know i want it in me. Fill my pussy with it.” Mike smiled and pressed it harder against Jens clit. He looked at her face, her eyes were close and she had a look of delight and pleasure on her face.
He slipped off her soaking wet g-string and admired her tight little pussy. He turned the vibrator up to a higher speed and with out and any warning, sunk it into Jens hole. “Ahhhhhhhh Mike” she squirmed, he rammed the vibrator in harder and she bucked her hips. He held it there, deep in her dripping pussy. Slowly he eased it in and out. He would take it out slowly, so the tip was just touching her hole, and then plunge it back in, making Jen cry out.
He took the virbator out and replaced it with his fingers. He soon found he had four fingers deep inside her. “You know what Jen?” Mike Said “I’m gonna fist your little pussy” and before Jen could answer, his hand was sinking into her hole. “Ughhh MIKE!!” she moaned, opening her legs as wide as she could. Mike moved his hand inside her, spreading his fingers and Jen rubbed her little clit furiously. Mike slowly removed his hand and let Jen taste her juices.
Mike’s cock was aching at the sight of her naked body squirming on the bed. He picked her up and bent her over, taking in her beautful ass.. he noticed her little asshole and he headed for the box again. This time he picked up her anal beads. “What you doing Mike?” Jen asked, but Mike didnt answer. He was to busy searching for lube. He flicked the lid open and let it slide down her ass crack. He bent down and flicked the hole with his tongue. “Mmm yeah, you know how much i love that” Jen cooed. Mike slowlyn picked up the beads and pushed one into her ass. They went in with a pop and Jen flicked her hips in pleasure. He kept going pushing all the beads in.
Now it was his turn to satisfy his neads. With her asshole full of beads, he slid his hard cock into her pussy. Jen instantly slammed her hips back so his cock sunk deeply into her. He grabbed them and fucked her hard, his hips slamming against her legs. He spanked her ass hard, leaving red marks of his hand prints. He even spanked her clit, making her squeel with pleasure.
“FUUUCK MIKE” she screamed, her arms gave way and Mike pushed her head into the pillow. His eyes were fixed on his cock pounding into her pussy. “MIIIIKE IM GOING TO CUM!” she groaned. Mike could feel his balls churning too. With that, he ripped the beads out of her ass and she screamed, bucking her hips and he felt her pussy walls close around his cock as they both cummed together.
They fell in a heap on her bed, Jen’s breath was short and Mike watched her tits rise and fall as she finally caught her breath. She flicked her eyes up to him and gave him a smile.

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Haley’s Au Pair Adventure

Haley’s parents leave her to go on a 3 month tour of Italy so she is forced to stay home and act as an Au Pair for three very horny pre-teen and teenage boys.

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okay, i understand how in the first chapter i got like 4-5 negative comments. one really upsetted me though saying i wasnt a writer. well you know what, im not used to these type of stories. im expanding my horizens. Also the reason why my spelling is messed up is because im on a old tablet that runs very slow. i have had this for 3 years now. dropped it over a dozen times. but i’ll try to correct my spelling the best i can.

Who took my Cherry? – pt2

It had been a week since my cherry was taken by the mysterious man in my room. Yet
nobody seemed to be acting different around me. My father wasn’t avoiding me, my
brother was still trying to peek at me, and John was still acting like any boyfriend would.
I, however, have been forever changed by what happened. I’ve started masturbating at
least twice a day. When nobody is home, I would sneak into my parents bedroom and use my Mom’s dildo to help me recapture that night. My mom would certainly kill me if she found out I knew where her toys were. I knew for awhile she had them, just never
thought about using them on myself. Fingering your pussy could only do so much, and I
needed something inside of me.
Still, even using her dildo wasn’t the same as feeling that raw, warm, flesh pounding
away inside. I needed to feel that again, and soon. That’s when I decided tonight was going to be John’s lucky night. If John was my mystery man, I would soon know as I felt his own manhood inside of me. And if its not him, at least I’ll have another man that I love giving me what I need.
When Friday night finally arrived, I couldn’t wait for the date to be over. I still had a
good time with him as we ate and watched a movie. But once in the car, I immediately
started to seduce him. We had both sat down in the car, and just as he stuck the keys into the ignition, I rubbed by hand across his thigh.
“Thanks for another wonderful date John” I said to him softly.
“Your very welcome” He said while looking down at my hand.
“Are you ok?” He looked at me curiously.
“Yes, I just don’t want our date to end yet” I replied while still rubbing his thigh.
He smiled at me and then leaned is body over to mine. I too leaned in towards him.
Before I knew it, our lips was embarrassed in a very soft, yet loving, kiss. My pussy was
instantly wet, and my own body felt electrified as we kissed. But several moments later
he pulled away and moved back slightly.
“You are one amazing girl, I do love you” He said to me.
“I love you too John” I said happily back.
Just then his hand was reaching for the key again, but I still didn’t want this to be over
just yet. Eventhough we was in the parking lot of the theater, it was dark and nobody was
around. I gave up waiting for him to make the next move and rubbed my hand over his
crotch. This immediately got his attention again, and he took his hand away from the key.
“What are you doing?” He softly moaned while asking me.
“What does it look like?” I said back to him since it was very obvious to me what I was
doing.
“Are you serious? Shouldn’t we wait awhile before…” He started to say with a slight
hesitant voice. He was interrupted by me unbuttoning his pants and lowering his zipper.
“What has gotten into you?” He asked me.
“I want you to get into me” I giggled and said back to him.
By this time I saw the bulge in his underwear and immediately started to rub it with my
hands. Id never had a chance to see my mystery mans cock, but now I was going to see
my boyfriends. My hands pulled down his underwear, he raised himself out of the seat
enough to allow them to slide down easily.
He remained quiet while I had a chance to see his shaft in its full glory. It looked
incredible, yet possibly smaller than my mystery lovers. This was troubling news, but
still I wanted to make love to John, so I proceeded. At first I touched it with my hands
gently with a slight stroking action.
He responded with soft moans. I liked how it felt, but I also had the unresistable urge to
taste it. Without warning I went down on him and took as much of his length into my
mouth that this rookie could do. I’ve sucked on many things in my life before this, but
nothing ever felt this satisfying.
“OH FUCK!!!” John shouted out as he felt my mouth on him for the time.
“Damn.. That feels amazing!” he gasped and shouted out again.
Wanting to pleasure him more, I began to go faster. Bobbing my head on his manhood.
“Noo.. Nooo… OH GOD.. WAIT!!!” He said while I was continuing to enjoy him.
“Ack… Stop.. Im.. Gonna…” He started to say, but then stopped just as his first rope of
cum shot out into my mouth. The salty taste was something I wasn’t ready for, yet
quickly swallowed it as he continue shooting more into my mouth.
“Oh BABY… OH GOD YES!!! AHHH!!” John shouted out as his cam in my mouth.
I swallowed every bit of it and continued to suck on is manhood. I was surprised he had
cum so quickly. I was ready, and willing, to continue sucking on his cock.
“I’m sorry… Oh love, that felt incredible” He said to me while trying to catch his breath.
As I finished cleaning his cock, I looked up to him.
“I’m surprised you cam so early” I said to him with a curious yet happy look on my face.
“I’m a virgin, even Oral, until now that is” He said to me with concerned look on his face.
“Then I’m glad I could be your first” I smiled happily back at him.
Still, this confirmed that John was not my mystery man. Abit disappointed yet still glad I
was able to pleasure him.
“Get in the back seat” He said to me now.
“Why?” I asked, but with a good idea what he had in mind
“I need to return the favor” He said grinning at me.
Didn’t take me long to do as he asked. I moved in the back seat and laid down on my
back. John followed me and moved so he sat in the floor of the car next to my legs. He
sat up enough so his head could be right between my legs. I was glowing with
anticipation on what was coming. John took off my pants and then my panties. He must
have been lost in a trance as he looked at my pussy for the first time.
“Well, are you going to do anything or just look” I said to him once I was tired of waiting.
Without saying a word, John moved his face very close to my pussy and licked it abit. His
first touch against my folds sent chills throughout my body, causing me to softly moan
out for him.
“Oh John!” I said in a soft loving voice to him.
He continued to lick at my pussy, but stopping in-between licks as well. I think he was
unsure what to do or was still admiring his first good look at a real pussy. Either way, I
was getting anxious and wanting more.
“Don’t Stop. Lick me more and faster!” I moaned out to him.
He started to lick deeper into my pussy, It was feeling great, but nothing like my mystery
lover had done to me before. I started to rub my own clit to help out.
“Mmmm… not bad for a rookie” I said to him.
Still even rubbing my clit, I needed more than what he could provide. It was then looked
down at his cock and saw that it was hard. Once I saw that, I couldn’t help but yell out.
“Fuck me John! I want it inside me now!” I shouted to him.
He instantly stopped licking my pussy and looked into my eyes.
“Wow, never thought I would hear my sweetie say such dirty talk” He said curiously and
lovingly to me.
“I love you John! Now take me!” I again commanded to him.
“You want my virginity, right here in the back seat of my car?” He questioned me again.
“Yes… Fuck me now Damn it!” I shouted and moaned, so horny at that point.
John then lifted himself up out of the floor of the backseat and into the seat with me. His
kissed me briefly and then looked down at his cock and then looked at my body. He was
such a rookie, it took him a moment to position himself ontop of me. He adjusted my
body so I was on my back with my legs completely spread eagle. One leg on top of the
back seat, while the other was going downwards into the floor. Finally, he was inches
away from my pussy.
“Stick it in me love, Please!” I begged him.
Finally with a moan he slid his shaft into me.
“Oh Yes JOHN!!!” I said as I finally felt that wonderful thing inside of me again.
He started thrusting slowly at first. His hand rubbed over my shirt covered breast.
As wonderful as it felt having my love inside of me, I was so aroused that I needed more.
My pussy finally had a cock inside of it again, but I needed to feel it pounding me hard.
“Mmmm… go faster baby! Give me all you got” I said to John, trying to encourage him.
“You dont like it slow?” He questioned me.
“I want it all. Don’t hold back” I answered him.
He instantly began to thrust very hard into me.
“Oh YES!! YES!!!!! That’s what I’m talking about!” I shouted in pleasure to him.
I loved feeling a cock inside of me again. His hard pounding was heaven. I never wanted this to end. His cock worked my pussy over, pulling himself almost all the way out, and then all the way back in to me. My breathing began to quicken, as well as his own. All these fast motions must have been quite a workout for him. He would look down at his cock pounding into me from time to time. And I loved hearing him softly moan out. I too was moaning for him, loving the intense pleasure of having the man I love fucking me. It was finally with his hard pounding that I was finally getting close to having a orgasm. I wrapped my legs around his waist, resting my feet on his ass. My feet bounced around as he kept pounding into me over and over again. His rookie cock kept thrusting in and out, very deep and fast, just as my mystery lover had done. I was finally getting what I needed, and enjoying every moment of it.
“Oh John! I’m so close to cumming! I love you!” I shouted out in ecstasy
“I love you too baby” he replied back while moaning and starting to breath hard.
When he said I love you, I lost it. I began to orgasm hard, covering his virgin cock in my
juice.
“OOOHHHHH GOOODDDD!!! YESSS!!!!” I Shouted out in pleasure, wrapping my
arms around my lover.
He continued to pound into me like a pro. Even as my pussy tightened up around him, he continued his efforts. It felt so incredible, his words that started my orgasm, kept
echoing in my head and I enjoyed the moment, “I love you too baby” I must have heard
50 more times as I cam.
“Don’t stop, baby.. don’t stop!” I said to John while my orgasm continued.
“Oh YESSSSS!” I moaned out as I enjoyed his cock for all it was worth. My orgasm
coating his virgin meat.
He didn’t stop pounding, even as my orgasm was over. He continued thrusting into me
like a wild dog. His own moans began to get louder. I was glad he could enjoy himself
after cumming so fast before.
John pulled up my shirt to my shoulders and began to suckle on my breast while he
continued to fuck me. This sent even more chills throughout my body. Almost making
me squirm to get away. Still, I enjoyed the sensations of feeling his lips and tongue on my rock hard nipples. My whole body was on fire, and everything felt so incredible. It was then I heard him speak.
“Oh god!! baby.. I’m getting close” John said to me
“Close?” I asked him curiously while still moaning from his actions.
“Close to cumming.” He answered back.
“But you already did once?” I questioned him again. Never thinking that a guy could
actually do it more that once.
“Yes, and I’m about to again” He said back to me very assured.
“Your going to pull out of me?” I asked him.
As much as I loved feeling cum in me last time, I still had no protection at all. I didn’t
want to risk getting pregnant, even as much as I love him.
“You wanted my virginity didn’t you? That includes cumming in you.” He replied back.
He was right, If I was going to pop my mans cherry, I should at least allow him to do it
properly. This frightening idea actually aroused me even more. To know that I was John’s first, and he loved me. I couldn’t turn him away now. Despite all the risks, it had to be done.
“Oh god! Yes John.. Your right. I love You!” I moaned out to him as I was getting so
close to cumming once more.
“I’m there baby.. are you ready to feel it inside of you?” He asked while moaning and
breathing hard.
“YES!! I want your virginity… I want your cum.. Cum in MY PUSSY JOHN!!” I shouted
out for him.
No sooner than I said that… I felt his first shot of cum in me. This instantly pushed me
over the edge and I began to cum with him.
“OH JOHN! I feel it.. I CUMMING TOOO!!!” I shouted out again.
“YES Cum with me.. OH GOD! Its so wonderful!!” John shouted out as he continued to
enjoy his first ever real orgasm.
I did enjoy feeling his hot juice shooting out into me. Knowing he would always love me
and be around to keep giving me more. My own orgasm squeezed he cock tightly, as well as milking his cock for every last drop. I love him so much, it felt 100 times better
having his cum inside of me than my mystery man’s.
As he shot his last into me, he quietly laid ontop of me for several moments. Finally he
raised himself up off of my body abit, and looked lovingly into my eyes.
“That was incredible baby!” he said to me.
“I know! You were amazing” I replied back to him.
“We must do this more often?” John said to me curiously
“OH YES! Definitely!” I happily replied back.
It was then he finally slid his manhood out of me. My pussy instantly missing it. But at
least I now knew the man I loved was going to keep me sexually satisfied from now on.
“You can drive us home now” I said right after kissing him on the lips and giggling.
He smiled and put his cloths back on. Moving back up to the front seat to take us home.
I remained in the back seat, very satisfied and content. I began touching my sensitive
nipples. Then rubbing my pussy slightly as I reflected on today’s events, and from before.
Finally, I returned to the front seat once the afterglow had started to fade.
“You was putting on quite a show back there, I think I almost wrecked us at least twice”
John said somewhat jokingly to me.
“Mmm… looking back at me to much was ya?” I questioned him.
“Yes… why wouldn’t I. Your very sexy” He answered happily.
“Don’t worry love, you will get to see all of me again” I smiled and kissed him on the
cheek as he drove.
The rest of the drive home was uneventful, the standard things dating couples do.
Although his final kiss as he left my house was much more passionate than any other.
His hands was even rubbing my ass. It felt amazing, so I didn’t object. Hopefully our
relationship has changed for the better.
But the question still remains? Who took my Cherry? Since it wasn’t John. That means
it was either my Brother, Father, or some lucky robber? This now made things abit more
creepy, but I still had to try and find out.

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