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Tales of an American Geisha Slave Boi

Collin, a Business School Graduate, goes to Japan, hoping to find his dream job. What he finds instead, is a whole different life, based upon his dreams and nightmares, in a situation that he thought no longer existed in Japan.

Fantasy

The Esper Jake

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Dominant teacher

After four weeks of this, Derrick Price was about to go mad, or at least that was how he was feeling. Sitting in the front row of his English 212 literature class was Lilith Anne Duvoy and her deliciously short skirt. Every day she took that same seat at the far corner of the room, next to the open window. Most of the time she didn’t even seem to be paying attention, and when she was it was doubtful that her thoughts were at the required reading on hand.
Like clockwork, every afternoon at 2’oclock, Mr. Price would take his seat after the class’ daily discussion on whatever title was at hand, making himself available for any questions that the student’s had while completing their notes and filling out the study sheet handouts that Mr. Price was so fond of. Just as he predictably followed his afternoon routine, Lilith continued on with hers.
In contrast to all of the suntanned bodies and highlighted hair that usually filled the seats of his class, she was definitely a girl set apart. Maybe it was unfair for Derrick to think of her that way, but with his life experiences, 20 years old was still very young. Being nearly twice her age, Derrick price chided himself severely the first time that he found his eyes inexplicably drawn to her dark hair and pale skin, but it didn’t last for long, the mental admonishment.
Lilith was a strange creature, and surprisingly bright, aside from the impression that she gave to the world. While her essays were brilliantly structured and rich in vocabulary, her manner of expression during class was one of utter boredom. Not bothering to talk to any of the trendy and preppy girls with their fake nails, high-priced clothes, and colorful cell phones, she tended to sit alone instead, sketching nonchalantly in her quiet corner. It was understandable that no one really tried to befriend her, as she truly created an intimidating visage. With straight black hair that hugged her heart shaped face in a short bob, everyone was amazingly startled when she turned back to them, looking them straight in the face. The softness of her hair played off of the hardness of her eyes, eyes that were like ice in their bright transparency, so brilliant a blue that they glowed nearly white. Making them even more striking was the fact that in an almost religious manner, she painted her eyes with thin line of black eyeliner all the way around. Aside from that, she wore no makeup, her skin flawless in it’s creamy whiteness. Her lips were the palest pink, and against his better judgement, Mr. Price from time to time found himself wondering if her nipples were the same soft color. Of course, he always felt ashamed of himself afterwards, but it never stopped his mind from traveling back to what his imagination composed of Lilith’s naked body.
In direct contrast with her softness, Lilith wore a thick leather collar buckled around her long, sleek neck. Worn as one would a strand of pearls, she had a slender steel chain clipped to a ring on the collar and then draped around her neck time and again before disappearing into the unknown recesses of her cleavage beneath her button down shirt. With a white, knotted shirt, a blue and black plaid skirt, and high black leather boots, she looked like the poster child for depression. The only thing that ruined the image was the way her eyes sparkled with mischief when Derrick accidentally met her gaze, usually after being caught staring.
It was a ridiculous thought that a relatively decent looking man of almost 40 years of age would be lusting after one of his students, especially when he had a wife at home. On the other hand, what most didn’t know was that his wife had next to nothing to do with him, and only greeted him at the door on payday, with hand out-stretched. In all truth, they hadn’t even slept in the same bed in two months, his wife- Sarah, choosing to spend most nights at her sister’s house after hitting the bar earlier on in the evening. He didn’t know if she was having an affair or not, and if the truth were told, he had given up honestly caring years ago. So, each afternoon, while spinning his wedding ring on his finger, he stared out across the classroom absentmindedly, time and again being drawn back to the long set of legs that were crossed lazily at the ankle.
She knew he was watching, just as she had known every day before. It was fun, this stupid little game that they played, both mentally undressing the other, while both pretended not to notice that they were being watched. But, while it had been entertaining up until this point, the weeks had taken their toll, and Lilith found herself taunt with frustration upon leaving Mr. Price’s class each afternoon, only finding comfort in the goodies that she kept tucked away in her top drawer of her night stand. It had been a long time since she had been with a man that could keep her attention, so having the good luck of being assigned to this particular teacher’s tutelage was a welcomed relief.
The minutes seemed to tick by at an excruciating pace, but at 2:45pm, Mr. Price stood up and sloppily wrote down the next reading assignment for any who were irresponsible enough to have lost their syllabus. Turning to accept the stranglers who decided to turn in their study sheets at the last possible minute before filing out the door, Mr. Price was confused and more than a little anxious when he noticed that Lilith hadn’t moved from her seat. Setting the papers on his desk, he nervously wiped his hands down the front of his gray slacks.
“Yes? What can I help you with Lil?” he said in a tight voice.
Slowly standing up, Lilith made her way over to Derrick’s desk and began to trace the gouges in it’s surface as she looked up at him with a wickedly innocent face.
“Actually, Mr. Price, I was wondering what I could help YOU with. I’ve seen you staring at me. You do realize that some would consider your leering to be a form of sexual harassment, don’t you?” she said in a dangerously flat tone.
Immediately, Derrick felt his heart thud against his chest in a sickening manner. ‘That little bitch,’ he thought, as he looked down at her, stunned beyond words.
“I…I have no idea what you are talking about. And I sure as hell haven’t been doing any type of harassing toward you in any matter, let alone sexual,” he said with a slight stammer, not knowing whether to be afraid for his job or just plain angry.
To his complete surprise, she began to laugh, a soft lilting sound that he had never heard before.
“Oh, for God’s sake….I’m just playing with you! You need to lighten up,” she said off handedly as she hoisted herself up to sit on the edge of his desk.
“You know, you have this terrible problem Derrick……I can call you Derrick, right? Anyway, you know what your problem is? You are just too damn uptight.”
In mild amusement, Mr. Price crossed his arms across his chest and looked down on her with the barest hint of a grin.
“Oh, is that right. And I’m sure that you know exactly how to cure my problem, is that correct?” he said with biting cynicism.
“As a matter of fact, I do,” she quipped, picking up his discarded pen, rolling the tip around on the desk top before sliding the capped end between her pearly teeth.
“Ok, what is your sage wisdom for me, oh learned one,” Derrick tossed out in reply as he settled himself into his desk chair, leaning back to look up at her thickly made-up eyes. “Well,” she said, “ First, I think that you need to loosen your tie a bit,’ she joked, scooting across the desk and leaning over to tug at the slip of polyester.
“You know what you need to do next?” she said teasingly, as she slid her long legs over his side of the desk, resting the heel of one boot on a drawer pull.
“No, but I’m sure you are going to tell me,” he said in a somewhat distracted voice, his eyes drawn to her small, dimpled knees and the way that her skirt had rode up. He could catch the barest hint of her panties if he just turned his head a little to the side to look along the underside of her legs…
“I think you need a good fucking,” she said in a no-nonsense tone, parting her thighs slightly. There was no more need to play around at getting a look, as he could now clearly see the softness of her pale blue panties and the shape of her pussy as the material molded to her skin. Sucking in a deep breath at her boldness, Derrick sat up straight, readying to get up and show her out.
“You know as well as I do that it is against school policy for any instructor to get involved with a student. As flattering as your suggestion is, I think that it might be best…” With a firm nudge of a booted heel, Derrick found himself again laying back in his chair, nearly falling over with the force of his weight as it shifted.
“Well, I don’t really give a shit,” she said icily as she slid from the desktop to stand in front of him.
“ Have you ever given any thought to the fact that maybe I needed a good fucking too? After all, I have a very demanding English lit. class. I spend and entire hour every day being gawked at by my horny instructor who has to stay seated for almost the whole class just to keep everyone from seeing his hard-on. Do you know the effect that that has on a girl?” she said, grabbing hold of the arms of the chair as she straddled his legs and sat down over his thighs, looking squarely into his startled brown eyes.
“You know that I am not offering anything that you don’t already want,” she said with a little pout, slowly dragging her index finger down the buttons of his starched white shirt.
“I’ll let you do anything……” she said in a whisper, bending to trace her nimble tongue over the curve of his bottom lip.
Taking the initiative, Lilith settled her mouth over his, deftly slipping her warm tongue between his lips, sliding it over the warmth of his motionless tongue. Just when she was sure that he was indeed going to turn her down, his entire body came to life as he slipped one hand deep within her mass of dark hair, pulling her mouth down harder on his. While they hungrily devoured each other, his other hand came to rest on her hip, pushing her down into his lap as he slowly pushed his hips up into hers. Moaning softly, Lilith pulled away from his bruising kiss to catch her breath.
“Mmm…..you taste delicious,” she drawled.
“Did you mean ‘anything’,” Derrick asked as he tightened his hand into a fist and turned her head so he could run the tip of his tongue around the shell of her ear.
“Oh yes,” she groaned,” I meant ANYTHING.”
“Good,” he whispered, nipping at the lobe of her ear.
With a gentle firmness, he slid her backward until she was able to put her feet down on the ground. With a look of anticipation, she looked down at him.
“I want you to unbutton your shirt,” he said, staring as her hands began to move slowly over the buttons. As each inch of skin was revealed, his dick began to jump within his pants. When he thought that it was as hard as it could get, she parted the material, exposing small, perfect breasts with beautiful pale pink nipples that stood out in from her body proudly. His hands tightened on the arms of his chair.
“Now, unwind the chain and hand it to me.”
With sparkling eyes, Lilith slowly complied, seeming to take great pleasure in the task. With the chain in hand, Derrick wrapped it around his hand a couple of times and then gave a sudden yank., sending Lilith teetering to regain her balance before falling. Catching herself, she lowered herself quickly to her knees between his spread legs.
“I want you to suck my dick,” Derrick said bluntly, leaning back in the chair, pulling the chain taunt. At the pull, Lilith leaned in closer, her nose buried against the zipper of his pants. When given a little bit of slack, she enthusiastically dragged down the zipper and fished his swollen cock out, pushing down his pants enough to free his balls. His dick was of average size, only about 5 ½ inches, but it was monstrously thick, more like a baseball bat than a penis. It’s head was a large, tight mushroom shape, such a deep red that it bordered on purple. As she leaned over to touch her lips to him, Derrick slid a hand into her short hair, forming a fist, and slowly impaled her hot mouth with his throbbing dick. Opening her mouth extra wide to keep from scraping her teeth against his sensitive rod, she hesitated, but only momentarily. Eagerly, she wrapped her nimble tongue around the swollen head of his cock before sucking ever inch deep within her mouth, to the back of her throat. His pubic hair tickled her nose, but she didn’t have the leisure of thinking about it. With a roughness born of desperation, Derrick had tightened his grip on her scalp and began frantically fucking her face, driving his cock deeper and harder into her waiting mouth. As he began to gasp and groan with each thrust of his hips, Lilith moaned hungrily around her mouthful of dick. The vibrations slithered along his swollen flesh and buried itself deep within his balls, causing them to ache fiercely.
“Oh God, yeah. Suck it all down,” he panted, bucking desperately into her mouth.
As Lil fondled his balls with one hand, she fed off of his arousal, using the fingers of her other hand to furiously rub her clit, sliding back from time and again to plunge into her wet hole to lubricate her fingers. Just as she was on the verge of orgasm, and Derrick’s cock began to swell against her tongue, he suddenly stopped, pulling her head up. With a hand clamped around the base of his jumping dick, Mr. Price looked down at Lil with a face flushed with lust, his cheeks nearly as brightly colored as the head of his organ. When he noticed her fingering herself, he jerked the chain roughly, sending her sprawling across his lap, his wet dick sliding against the side of her face.
“Not yet,” he said tightly.
“Take your panties off,” he said, giving her the length of leash to do so. When she had slid the cotton down, she looked at him questioningly.
“Turn around and slide down your skirt.” Complying, Lilith slid down the small tube of material that covered her, baring her soft white ass to his gaze. Without saying a word, Derrick leaned over and took the cheeks of her ass in his hands, kneading the fleshy globes. With a firm pressure, he urged her down to the floor on her hands and knees. As he slid down onto the tile floor behind her, Derrick bent down to run his wet tongue over the curve of her ass, nipping lightly at the roundness of one cheek. Rewarded with a small yelp and the thrusting back of Lil’s hips, Derrick continued to explore her full posterior.
Moaning at his ministrations, Lilith ground her hips back into his firm hands. She lowered her head, concentrating on the delicious feelings that he was tormenting her with. Gasping in surprise, she arched her back as Mr. Price slid one hand up the inside of her thigh, stroking his long fingers the slickness of the lips of her clean shaven pussy.
“Mmm….please, Mr. Price…….fuck me,” she panted, like a seasoned whore.
In answer to her pleading, Derrick brought back a hand and smacked her smartly on her ass, leaving a bright pink hand print.
“I’ll do what I want with you,” he grunted, squeezing her hips tightly in his firm hands.
Sliding his rough fingers along her ivory skin, he dragged them down the curve of her bottom, pulling the cheeks of her ass apart, bearing the pink and puckered entrance of her anus. Using the slick lubrication from her dripping pussy, he bathed the tiny opening before gripping the shaft of his dick in one hand and gently pushing it against the tightly puckered rose. Arching her back with pleasure, Lilith helped Derrick along, letting him know that this wasn’t a first for her. With a delicious whimper, she shifted her weight back on her knees and leaned into his thick dick. Slowly, his swollen rod disappeared within the recesses of her body, and Lil moaned her pleasure as she felt Derrick slide home and groan deeply in his chest. With his head bent and his brown hair brushing his forehead, he purposefully withdrew and plunged back within, over and over until they were both writhing and incoherent with lust. Dropping to her elbows, Lilith gave him better access to her tight hole as she reached back with one hand to work her swollen clit with wet fingers. As Derrick’s pace picked up and he hammered harder into the warmth of Lil’s welcoming ass, he held her hips in an iron grip.
“Oh yeah, oh baby….fuck me……fuck me!” she cried through gritted teeth as her fingers worked at a feverish pace.
“Oo, mmm…you want it all? Huh, Lil? You want me to cum in your beautiful ass?”
“Yes, yes…..yes…..” she chanted, begging, on the verge of cumming herself. “Uh, Ooo…Derrick, I’m gonna cum,” she moaned, rolling her clit between her thumb and forefinger.
Listening to her hot exclamations and feeling her sweet body gripping his with every dip of his hard dick, Derrick was right on the edge. Holding firm to the strong bones of her hips, Derrick pounded her with a fierceness that was written all over his face as his breath exploded from his lungs and he cried out as his cock jumped within her, shooting hot jets of cum deep within her.
With the sounds of sex in her ears and the roughness of his touch, Lilith found herself hit with a monstrous orgasm, causing her legs to tremble beneath her. Slowly, she slid her heavy arm back up to her other to support her weight as Derrick slowly pumped in and out of her slick ass, the contractions of her body pulling every drop of cum from his erupting penis. After sliding free of her spent form, Mr. Price sat back on his heels, his slacks still around his ankles. With a devilish expression, Lil slid around on her knees to face him. Using the hand that she had employed to get herself off, she ran one slick finger over his lower lip until he greedily sucked the digit into his mouth, sucking it clean of her juices. Leaning over, she pulled her hand away, only to replace it with her mouth, kissing him deeply.
Then, just as there was the threat of an awkward moment, Lilith stood up and gathered her clothes, slipping back into them and straightening her hair.
“See baby, that was just what you needed,” she said as she walked nonchalantly out the door, leaving Mr. Derrick Price sitting in his desk chair with his pants up and shirt undone.

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Fantasy

Naughty Stephanie Chapter 6

Chapter Six: ————————————————————-
She stripped off her lingerie and padded naked to the shower. She smiled to herself when she heard the sound of the boys coming up the stairs before she had even turned on the water. She pretended to ignore them, turning on the water, then stepping into the tub and pulling the curtain.
She thought they would jump in with her. Just as she had begun to rub the soapy over her round breasts the curtain was pulled back and she saw Dennis and Donnie standing there ogling her glistening wet flesh.
She gave them a snooty look and turned her head away, stroking her hands over her breasts to taunt them. Instead of jumping in though, they just stood there. In fact, they leaned back against the counter and watched her soap up her body.
After a minute she began to wonder what the hell was with them.
“Are you just going to watch?” she demanded.
“Yeah,” Dennis said. Donnie nodded.
She scowled at them then fumed her head away again. She resumed soaping up her body, trying to ignore them but becoming increasingly self-conscious as the two boys continued to watch her.
Deciding to test their self-control, she purposefully began to pose in a sexual way, pushing her round ass out, and letting her hands glide across her silky flesh in a sexually provocative way. She sighed lightly, but loud enough for them to hear, and made her hands repeatedly squeeze and stroke across her breasts and nipples.
She let her legs slip apart as she stroked her hands down her belly and between her legs, and then undulated her body, rolling her head around and closing her eyes as she slid her fingers up and down over her little red cunt slit.
She spread her legs further and leaned back into the corner of the tub, now making no presence of taking a shower as her right hand rubbed up and down over her pussy and her left stroked and kneaded her titties. She held her two middle fingers together and rubbed up and down between her pussy lips7 rasping sleekly across her clitty.
“Ohhhh…. Ahhhhh. Mmmmmmm,” she sighed, her ass moving in slow circles, hips humping out towards her fingers. She deliberately ignored the boys, pretending they weren’t even there, but she knew in her mind they were there and watching her closely, and the idea created a deep, gut tightening sensation of lust as she masturbated in front of them.
For the first time, she didn’t fantasize while masturbating, the mere presence of her brothers watching her was enough to excite her bubbling loins. She thought about them getting all hard and horny and her clitty vibrated with pleasure as she continued to stroke it.
She curled two fingers under and slid them up into her cunt tube, grunting with pleasure as she forced the digits up into her fuck tunnel and began to wriggle them around inside herself.
Then there was a splashing in the water before her and she smiled inwardly as she opened her eyes and saw the twins getting into the tub, now both naked and sporting rock hard peckers.
Dennis, or was it Donnie, pulled her away from the wall and shoved her down. She obediently dropped to her knees, then onto all fours as Donnie, or was it Dennis, dropped to his knees in front of her and held out his cock. The thought of sucking a cock while getting fucked turned her on immensely and she eagerly bent forward to slide her lips around his cock.
The water poured down on them but they ignored it, too excited to care about anything but their bodies. Stevie sucked the hard cock into her mouth, mumbling and moaning around it as the twin in front of her gripped her ears and began to hump slowly back and forth, fucking her face with his prick.
Behind her she felt the other twin squeezing and rubbing her soapy ass cheeks. She felt his cock, hard and long rubbing up and down between her buttocks, then felt it pressed against her tight, wet pussy lips. She felt her cunt opened and sighed around the cock in her mouth as the other twin quickly buried his own prick in her hot fuck-pit.
She sucked avidly, her body humming with sexual pleasure as the two boys fucked her fore and aft. Their hands roamed her body, squeezing and stroking. Her breasts dangled beneath her, swaying back and forth in time to the steady fucking motions of the twin behind her.
Hands cupped them, the hands of the twin she was sucking. She pressed herself down on them, her nipples buzzing with delight as they were pinched and pulled.
She felt the twin behind her rubbing her ass cheeks again, but mostly ignored it as she concentrated on squeezing her lips around one cock and her pussy around the other. She noted though, that he seemed to be soaping up her ass again, the water having washed much of the soap away
His finger prodded at her asshole then, and she gave a muffled gasp of shock at the bestial nature of the sex act she was taking part in. The soapy finger pumped back and forth just inside her asshole, then after a few seconds eased deeper.
She mumbled a protest, not wanting soap up her asshole, knowing it stung, but she didn’t want to pull her lips away from the cock in her mouth so her words were muffled. The finger probed deeper, sliding easily into her on a layer of soap.
Then it withdrew. The twin in front of her abandoned her breasts to grip her hair again, fucking slowly but steadily into her face.
She was on the verge of orgasm. The twin behind her was not only fucking her with hard, steady strokes, he was also rubbing his fingers over her clitty. She moaned and whimpered, trucking her ass back against him as a great hazy wave of pleasure floated over her and blanketed her mind with dazed sexual delight.
She bucked and humped and gurgled in ecstasy as an orgasm washed through her.
And in the midst of it, she felt the cock withdrawn from her slit, quickly replaced by fingers which drove in to the knuckle and a thumb which ground her clitty down against them.
She felt something prodding her asshole again, though she hardly realized it. She was just starting to pull back from the orgasm when she felt a pain at her asshole. The pain grew greater, starting to draw her attention away from the pleasurable afterglow of her orgasm.
She tried to turn her head but was held firmly by the hair. She tried to pull away but hands on her hips and hair locked her in place. The pressure at her asshole increased and she protested louder, though again her words were incomprehensible because of the cock stroking back and forth in her mouth.
She felt what had to be the other twin’s cock entering her behind, and belatedly realized his intention to sodomise her. She pulled again, more desperately, hut the two easily held her between them as the soapy cock slid deeper into her anus.
She whimpered in pain, the sharpness cutting through the pleasure floating through her sexually overheated body.
The cock pushed deeper, sliding back a little several times, but only to push forward once again. She stopped sucking and tonguing the cock in her mouth, but the twin started fucking harder then, the tip of his prong smashing into the entrance to her throat and nearly gagging her. She was forced to tighten her lips around it and push her tongue up in self-defense.
The cock in her ass slid back, then pushed forward slowly. Something inside herself seemed to give and the cock slid forward several inches. The pain grew much greater.
“Loosen up your asshole, Steph, and it won’t hurt at all,” one of the twins finally said.
She didn’t know if she could do that, but the prospect of ending the pain was a powerful incentive. As the cock slid back a little she tried to ease up on her clenched ass muscles, pretending there was nothing there at all, that she didn’t feel a hit cock trying to skewer her.
The cock pushed forward again, this time with much less pain. It halted a little, then slid back, then pushed slowly forward. She concentrated on keeping her ass muscles from tightening around it and soon the cock slid much deeper into her ass. Her rectal tunnel seemed to give up trying to obstruct it and the hard, fleshy male organ drove into her to the balls. She felt the twin’s pelvis pressed against her ass cheeks and his hot, wet balls pressed against her cunt.
She moaned around the cock in her mouth’ realizing that she had now taken the cock into her all the way. She was partly frightened, partly excited. She felt incredibly slutty and carnal getting fucked in the ass. She’d heard the term so many times, usually as an insult, that now she was astonished at herself for actually accomplishing the feat.
To be fucked in the ass, she thought!
It really didn’t occur to her that having any kind of sex with her brothers was an even worse thing. She wasn’t even thinking of them as that, but merely as friends. She had, after all, always been friends with the twins. So sex-play with them was not something she thought of as worse than sex-play with unrelated boys.
But to be fucked in the ass!
That, she considered uniquely perverted. No girl she’d ever met had admitted to having done such a thing. Even now she could feel the cock pulsing and throbbing in her asshole, twisting around inside her as the twin behind her ground his hips into her buttocks.
The pain in her anus diminished as the tube became used to the intruder. She started to concentrate more on the cock in her mouth again, just as it was withdrawn.
The twin behind her began a slow rocking motion that made his cock pump just a little in her ass. After a few moments Stevie decided the feeling was delicious. It was a unique feeling, one she’d never felt before. She let her head fall and sighed in pleasure as the cock began to slide back and forth.
But the twins lifted her head up. The twin in front of her had gotten to his feet, then sat on the edge of the tub as they pulled her around between his legs. They pulled her head up and back and she glanced over her shoulder as the twin in front began to fondle her breasts.
She couldn’t see much behind her because the twin there had his hips pressed almost tight to her behind. She turned around again to find the twin in front of her soaping up her breasts.
“What are you doing?” she gasped.
“I’m gonna tit-fuck you,” he said, spreading soap liberally around her swollen melons.
Stevie had never heard of tit-fucking before. She watched avidly, disttacted now and then by a particularly hard twist of the cock in her anus.
“Not too fast, Donnie,” the twin soaping up her tits said to the other. Well, at least she knew who was who now.
“He can fuck faster,” Stevie sighed. “It doesn’t hurt any more.”
Dennis finished soaping her tits and pressed his cock into them, placing it flat between them. His hands gripped her tits from either side and mashed them together around his cock.
Stevie sighed in delight and pushed on her tits from the side as well, crushing them together with her arms.
Donnie began fucking her ass with faster strokes, using almost the full length of his cock now, and the feeling was frying Stevie’s brains to a crisp. She1d never felt anything like that before, and, being in a sexual high to begin with, her brain was being thrown around inside her skull by pleasure of the skewering thrusts.
Dennis dug his fingers into her tits as he humped his cock up and down in her cleavage. She felt his pole rubbing the inside her of her tit meat and looked down to see his cockhead emerge from the mass of flesh just below her mouth.
She tried to close her lips around it but couldn’t reach it, belatedly remembering that it was coated with soap.
“Oh, Jesus, I’m gonna cum!” Donnie gasped, his fingers digging into her hips as he pounded his cock into her ass.
“Wait!” Dennis said. “Get her to her feet and we’ll double dip her.”
Stevie had no idea what that meant, but put up no resistance as Dennis pulled away and the two of them slowly drew her to her feet. Donnie’s cock slipped out of her asshole, but only temporarily. He stood up behind her in the tub, his cock still pressed against her buttocks, and almost immediately pressed the head against her anus and buried it up inside her again.
Dennis stood directly in front of her. He reached down and raised her left leg. She obligingly put her foot up on the side of the tub as he placed the head of his cock against her slit and began working it into her. This again was something knew, something she’d never even heard of, but Stevie was eager to experiment.
She raised her leg higher and gripped Dennis, shoulders raising herself higher as his cock worked its way into her cunt box.
“Oh fuuuuck!” she gasped, as she felt the second cock sliding up into her belly.
She was pinned between the two boys, their naked wet flesh pressed tightly to her own as they pushed their cocks fully inside her.
Stevie shuddered, then came, before Dennis was even pumping. She jerked and twisted and tried to hump against the two, but couldn’t get her tightly pinned hips to move.
Hands dug into her tits and the two boys began to grind into her from front and back as she gurgled in amazed pleasure and blasted through another cum. It was more intense than the others, almost blinding her with the force of its sensations, overwhelming her mind and shattering her thinking processes for a long minute.
When she shook herself back to the present she realized the two boys were fucking her with steady motions, Dennis thrusting in as Donnie pulled out, then vice versa. She groaned weakly, her guts cramping and churning with the double penetration.
Every few seconds though one or the other of them would break their pattern and both would thrust into her at once. Each time that happened she let out a long groan of pleasure at the shock to her system.
Dennis was kissing her, though she hardly paid him any attention. His lips were sliding over hers, his tongue darting back and forth in her mouth as he fucked up into her pussy. Donnie’s mouth was moving over her throat and neck, sucking and licking and chewing, but again she hardly noticed.
Ail her attention was down in her lower belly, where those two cocks were moving back and forth, sucking on her guts, mashing and pulping then churning them to a jellyish pulp. Her head rolled and her legs went rubbery. Only the two boys hands kept her up.
They continued to pound into her cunt and asshole, stopping at a whispered word from Donnie, then beginning a sudden rapid pumping, both now thrusting into her simultaneously.
Stevie’s eyes went wide and she jerked and shook, her insides pummelled by the hard double fucking. She mewled in helpless shock, her lower belly seared by sexual pandemonium as she was doubly impaled over and over again, both hard cock thrusting into her with fast, sharp, deep strokes that almost lifted her off her feet.
“I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” a voice gasped.
It wasn’t hers but it could have been if she could have spoken. Her entire body was spiralling upwards on a towering wave of crackling sexual electricity, and as she arched her back, she felt both boys bite down on opposite sides of her throat and then exploded into the greatest cum of her life.
It was so all possessive, so shockingly powerful, that it totally blasted her mind apart. She lost all sense of time and reality, her mind disappearing under a massive blast of sexual ecstasy that rocketed up and down her spine and ripped her nervous system to fragments.
She shuddered and shook, her body spasming mindlessly as the two boys sucked on either side of her throat and pounded their cocks up into her body.
Donnie came with her, his cock exploding in her anus, blasting a sea of white sperm up into her bowels as her ass tube squeezed down repeatedly on his pumping prick.
Dennis came within seconds, sending a frothing wave of juice into his sister’s womb as all three of them grunted and moaned and shook through a triple climax that left the twins gasping and blasted the redhead unconscious.
Stevie woke to find herself sitting on a chair in the bathroom, one of the twins drying her hair.. She moaned weakly, her eyes blinking as she came awake.
“You sure got off on that, Steph,” one of them said. She recognized him now as Donnie.
“Oh Jesus,” she moaned. “What happened?”
“We fucked you unconscious,” Dennis grinned down at her.
“Oh God! I never felt anything like that.”
“How does your ass feel?”
“A little… raw, but it doesn’t really hurt. It stings a bit though.”
“I think that’s from the soap,” Dennis said knowingly. “Next time we’ll use something else.”
They led her from the room and into their bedroom. They’d pushed the beds together and she crawled gratefully into them, still feeling weak. There were several books lying on the bed and she realized now where the twins new found knowledge had come from.
One was the Joy of Sex, another was How to Make Love to a Woman. There were others, such as 101 Sexual Positions, and the Guide to Orgasmic Sex. She picked one and opened it to a position of a woman sitting on a guy, her legs in front of her as she rode his cock.
“Where’d you get these?” she asked.
“We’ve always had them,” Donnie replied.
“Not always,” Dennis said.
“Well, for a while.”
“You read how to have sex in a book?”
“There’s no substitute for experience but it does help,” Dennis said.
“Spread your legs,” Donnie said, as the two of them crawled in between her legs. She opened herself up again, letting them stare into her pussy. The started playing with her again like they had yesterday, flipping through books now and then as they discussed the parts of her sex.
They prodded and rubbed and squeezed, then started licking at her. They were acting like they were conducting a lab experiment, talking in clinical terms about labia this or clitoris that, yet their tonguing was burning up her insides.
At first they kept halting to ask her what felt best, but she soon became unable to speak coherently. They brought her to an orgasm, then stroked her clitty lightly as they waited for her to recover.
This happened repeatedly. The twins licked and sucked and chewed and squeezed her pussy meat, asking her what she was feeling and reading the sections of the books on cunnilingus, which was something she’d never even heard of before.
Each time they drove her into a state of feverish sexual excitement, so that she no longer answered them coherently. Then they forced her into an orgasm and waited for her to recover so they could begin again. They took turns, and treated the whole thing like it was some kind of subject they were studying.
Meanwhile Stevie was being driven out of her mind. The orgasms became longer, the time between them shorter. Her cunt was raw and ultra’ sensitive. Her entire lower belly ached from the repeated orgasms. She could hardly think straight, even after an orgasm.
She was a limp, bedraggled mass of flopping, wriggling, thrashing, grunting, moaning flesh, mindless and helpless as her pussy continued to sent bolts of sexual fire into her belly and chest and mind.
Finally, the twins weren’t able to get anything from her but grunts. Satisfied, to an extent, with their pussy eating capabilities, the two released some of the sexual heat they too had built up, each climbing atop the moaning redhead and giving her a fast, hard fuck.
Stevie fell into an exhausted sleep. When she woke up she was alone. A note on the bed was signed by the twins and said they were gone to school to catch their afternoon classes. She yawned and sat up, noting from the clock on the bedside table that it was just past three.
She’d been sleeping with her legs wide. Now, as she closed them she winced a bit. Her pussy was rubbed raw by the long repeated tonguing and rubbing. She staggered down the hall to her own room, got into the shower and cleaned herself off again, then put on her satin pajama top and went downstairs to get herself some food.
She wolfed down some food, then went back upstairs to make sure there was no evidence left lying around of what had gone on that day. The twins had already taken care of that, even separating their beds while she was lying on one of them.
She did find a binder on the night table, though, and opening it she saw diagrams drawn of various parts of her body. Each diagram was accompanied by arrows pointing out where and how to rub, stroke, lick, suck, bite, pinch, squeeze or whatever.
She was stunned. She sat down on the bed, looking at a drawing of her cunt that occupied a whole page. There were carefully drawn lines leading to neatly written notes each saying what worked best on that particular part of her anatomy.
On the opposite page were more extensive notes, such as:
“Pull the skin apart, tightening it and making it more responsive to the tongue. This is particularly effective in exposing the clitoris.”
“Holy shit,” she said wonderingly.
“Insert two fingers into the vagina then, pumping steadily, close the thumb upon the clitoris, squeezing it between the three fingers as you pump. Apply moderate but not great pressure.”
“Jesus, you guys are weird,” she sighed, shoving back a mass of red hair.
“When the female is in an advanced state of arousal due to clitoral stimulation, extreme pressure can accelerate and enhance orgasm.”
Well, the twins treated sex like they did everything else. They’d never be romantic but at least they’d know how to fuck. She closed the book and tossed it under one of the beds, then got up and went back to her own room.
Paige was the first one to get home. She bounced into Stevie’s room and dropped heavily onto the bed.
“What are you doing in bed, Steph?” she demanded.
“I’m sick.”
“Oh, you are not. What did you do, stay home today?”
Stevie nodded.
“Dad will never buy it.”
“He will too.”
“Want to fool around like yesterday?” Paige asked, her voice betraying her excitement.
“I don’t think so.”
“Come ooooon,” Paige begged, sliding a hand up under the hem of Stevie’s pajama top.
Stevie pushed it away.
“The guys will be home soon.”
“The twins said they’d be staying to do extra homework for some reason. God, those two are strange.”
“Yeah, you can say that again. They’ll probably wind up winning the Nobel prize or something, though.”
“Probably. Anyway, you know Mike will be hanging around with his friends for a while, so that just leaves Rob. He won’t bother us.”
“I’m kind of… ” She’d started to say all fucked out but didn’t know whether Paige would understand. She wasn’t yet sure enough of her sister’s response to tell her that she’d been fucking the twins.
Besides, she’d learned a lot that day about eating pussy. Maybe her pussy was a bit sore, but her tongue was okay, and she could see whether the twins were right about what worked best in pussy eating. They’d sure tried a lot of things on hers.
Paige was wearing her cheerleader outfit, blue sweater with short yellow skirt, knee socks and tennis shoes. Stevie rolled onto her side and gripped her sister’s ankle, pulling her downward. Paige gladly lay back and spread her legs as Stevie slid her hand up beneath her skirt and rubbed her blonde pussy through her panties.

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The Life and Times of an Expatriate, Chap 11 (ending)

Introduction: This is a story of a widower rediscovering young love overseas. It is not pure, graphic sex continuously. Some chapters do not even contain any sexual matter. But it does build to a strong finish that should satisfy the reader. This is my first written story of this type, so constructive feedback is appreciated.

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Patient 92 part 2

The next time she woke, it was to the mans voice, somewhere far off. She heard the door open and close and his footsteps approach her table. Like every morning in her normal life, she would reach up to rub the sleep from her eyes. Her eyes opened wide. She was unrestrained. Just as she began to jump off the table the lights turned on for the first time since she arrived. She blinked at the sudden brightness and looked around.
The room was like a giant school gym, with the painted white brick walls and high ceilings, only this had a couple odd windows a the top. She didn’t know it but behind those windows was the observation room. There were two sets of doors, one in front of her where she always heard the man come from, and one far off behind her. She bolted for the door, almost tripping over her own feet. She thought it was odd that the man just stood and watched her with his hands behind his back, smiling pleasantly. But when she slammed into the doors and tried pushing, and discovered she was locked in, she understood and collapsed to the floor. He walked over to her and stood by her, smiling down at her face as tears started to fall from her eyes. “Are you done?” He asked almost mockingly. Suddenly she was overwhelmed with feelings of abhorrence and violence toward this man, and the near growled and threw herself at him, scratching and hitting as hard as she could.
It did no good. He took hold of her wrists and looked sternly at her. “Stop struggling. Your wasting what little strength you have.” She responded by going dead weight and collapsed to her knees in tears, his hands still tightly around her wrists. He sighed and hoisted her up. “Come on,” he said, “back to the table.” She didn’t fight back.
She could see what was in the room besides her table and the small desk with his computor. Besides machines, she now saw a scale, which he lead her too. She obediently stepped on, and he recorded the results and measured her height.
As he walked her back to the table she looked up at the ceiling to see black and silver machinery covering it, and many arms like the one that they used on her previously. He laid her on the table and shackled her. She stared emotionlessly at the ceiling.
“Let’s see if this wore of yet, okay?” he said cheerfully, gesturing to her crotch area. He massaged it lightly with a gloved finger. “Can you tell me what you feel?” She said nothing, but noticed no extraordinary sensations began to flood her system like before. He saw her lack of reaction, muttered “good” and scribbled on his clipboard. “I think were ready for your next test. Now just relax, alright? This is going to be very intense, but it…evens out a bit after a few minutes.” He wheeled over a machine with lots of tubes hooked up to it. He pulled one tube to her vagina and inserted it deeply so it wouldn’t come out to easily. He opened a little drawer on the side of the machine, and taking a small plastic jar filled with clear liquid, he poured it in and shut the drawer. He pressed a few buttons, and liquid began to flow from the end of the tube into her.
Most of it spilled to the floor, but what touched her skin brought with it a sensation so intense that she climaxed almost instantly. “Patient 27 is ready for her now, Doctor,” sounded from the loud speaker. “Send him in,” he said, pressing buttons and adjust dials. He turned to her and smiled. “Im afraid that for the sake of the test, we’re going to have to tape your mouth shut. Just relax and keep taking those deep breaths.” He pulled a roll of silver tape out of a drawer from his little desk and taped her mouth shut, just as whatever chemical they were pumping into began to get worse. She struggled and screamed against the tape. The door opened and a man in his early twenties walked in. He was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. He walked on his own, apparently willing. He gave a brief wave to the doctor who smiled and nodded back, and he began to remove his clothing as the doctor left. This new man smiled down at her. She squirmed and whimpered in fear, pulling as far from him as her restraints would allow. “Relax,” he said in a deep, surprisingly gentle voice, ” I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.” He, now totally naked, mounted her and rested his weight on he’s knees and arms, kissing her gently on the neck as he stroked her cheek sweetly. She screamed against the tape, struggling more violently. “Shhh,” he comforted, “it wont take that long…” and with that he pulled out the tube from her and tossing it aside rammed his eight inch cock into her. She shouted against the tape again, tears pouring down her cheeks. It was certainly intense, borderline painful. He shoved it in and out of her, holding onto her upper arms as he threw it into her. She helplessly reached an orgasm, and it ripped through her core as hot fluid poured onto his cock. He took one of her breasts into his hand, gripping it hard and rubbing her erect nipple with his thumb. With his right hand he grabbed her hair and dove into her deeper, giving her all of him. Finally he started to feel himself reach his limit just as hot come shot into her body. He slowed down and quivered before climbing off her, kissing her on the forehead and leaving. She lay there, her chest heaving, still shaking. It had been such an extreme feeling but she didn’t come as much as before. The doctor walked back in frowning, apparently noticing this. He wrote something down and took another tube from the machine that sprayed water, and he cleaned her. He then wheeled it away and left her.
When she woke up, her mouth was still taped shut. She was in a different, smaller room now. She was on her knees chained to a wall. The doctor sat in a chair in the corner with his clipboard. A door opened and an older man walked in, maybe mid fourties. He was good looking, in good shape, and wielding a nine inch cock. He didn’t smile at her but he walked over to her and stroked her hair gently before removing the tape. He pulled her to him and kissed her passionately before standing, and without warning shoved his cock into her mouth. She gagged and turned her head, but he wouldn’t have it. “SUCK IT,” he yelled, and smacked her hard. He shoved it back in her mouth and she, in terror, obeyed. “Suck it like you want it, bitch.” She had given a few blow jobs before and considered herself decent at it. To avoid getting smacked again, she gave him her best. She swirled her tongue around the tip of him, as she sucked deeply and tried to take as much of him as possible. He grunted and forced himself down her throat. As she choked, she tried to keep her tongue at work, flicking it around and swirling it, as she could feel he was getting close to coming. She just wanted to get it over with. Suddenly she opened her eyes, and looked to the corner at the doctor. He watched her suck the mans cock, pleasantly smiling, writing things down now and then. An intense feeling of butterflies erupted in her belly, and she suddenly stopped understanding what was going on with herself. She took the man into her mouth with intense passion now, and his breathing got hard and heavy. He pushed himself one last, deep time as he emptied his load into her throat. She swallowed obediently as he removed himself from her. He gave her one quick pat on the head and left, just like that. She kneeled panting, waiting to see what the doctor would do. He got up and approached her. Butterflies rose in her stomache again and she crouched away from him, trying to distance herself. He undid her bindings and picked her up. His arms felt strong and his body was warm. She lightly touched his clothed chest with her hand but quickely pulled away the second she thought he noticed. He took her back to her room and laid her down on her table. He cuffed her and left for another night.
When she woke the next morning he was by her side, staring at the computer screen and typing. She noticed he was drinking a mug of coffee and hadn’t shaved. She thought he looked ridiculously handsome.
She noticed then that the room was dark again, save for the area she was in.
The doctor looked down at her and gave her a tired half smile. They looked at eachother for a second, before he spoke. “I’ve been thinking,” he said, “and what I’ve realized is its very hard to do these tests when I’m not the one….getting the full effect…” He removed his lab coat. “I think I ought to make these observations myself. How else am I supposed to know that they’re accurate?” She just stared back at him. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed his tie. “Any way, I think I’ll conduct this test myself. I want to feel everything…” He removed the rest of his clothes.
He was about six feet tall, well built, and his cock was half erect already at six inches. He pushed his floppy to her mouth. “Suck it, baby. I want to know how your tongue feels.” She didn’t resist. With a final sigh of reluctance she submitted to the power he held over her. She sucked him into his mouth and it wasn’t much licking and suckig later before his fully erect cock stood at nine impressive inches. It was thick too, more so than the last man, and it filled her mouth with difficulty. He thrust it gently but she did most of the work, still restrained. She felt him reach climax and pour into her mouth. She had never really loved the taste of come, sometimes disliked it quite a bit. But she let it fill her mouth before she swalled, wanting to fill it everywhere. It was then she realized she wanted it in her. He mounting her, he laid on her, stroking her hair gently untill he was ready to go again. He undid her restraints and she immediately wrapped her hand around his cock and rubbed it and kissed and sucked it till he was hard again. He leaned over and grabbed a bottle out of a drawer from the desk an lubed up her tits. They were a nice size of D, not porn star big but impressive, real, and firm. She pushed them together around his cock and he put his hands over hers, fucking her beautiful tits for a moment before he had to move on. He lowered his face to her warm, wet cunt. All patients are kept clean and shaved, and he brushed his lips over the soft skin before planting a kiss dead center. The kiss turned into licking, and he sucked hard on her sensitive clit before diving his tongue as deep as it would go, flicking it around and flicking her clit with it.
Unable to wait any longer, he drew his face up to hers. “Are you ready to take me?” He asked as he looked down at her. She didn’t respond but stared back at him. Taking that as a yes, he took to more time in plunging his cock into her. He rammed it in and out, his thick hard dick filling her and satisfying every square in of her. She plunged into an orgasm, and hot fluid poured onto him. “That’s right, baby, don’t hold back. Just let yourself go.” With those words she began to moan with pleasure for the first time since her arrival. She hesitantly wrapped her legs around him, pushing him to her, grinding her hips against him. Another orgasm flowed through her and she moaned loadly and wrapped her arms around him. He locked his lips with hers as he fucked her fiercely, ball deep and hard. One arm wrapped around her neck and back and the other cradled the side of her face. She broke the kiss and bit down on his shoulder for the most intense orgasm of her entire life thus far. As it faded and a new one was brig built up to, he kissed her again, and they both came at the same time, his shooting into her as he groaned with pleasure and hers pouring onto him as she moaned with ecstasy at what he had done, was doing to her. He slowed, and panting, he stopped. His dick remained in her as he laid, his shoulders heaving, holding her tightly. He laid next to her and held her and they rested.

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Peter Pan’s Sexual Adventures – Part 1

This is part one of a several part series involving the fictional character Peter Pan. These obviously contain underage sexual acts, so if this offends you, please do not read this series. In this series, Peter is 15 years old, and is beginning to discover himself as a unaging boy, who is forever becoming a man.
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Neverland has always been the home to many different types of humans and creatures from pirates to indians and mermaids to fairies. This mystical island holds many different secrets that can only bewilder those who have never experienced them first-hand. However, out of all of the riddles this island beholds, one is more majestic then them all: the fact that anyone who is on this island will never grow older. Which leads us to the beginning of our story.
Deep within the forests of Neverland, there is a group of boys who are called the Lost Boys. The Lost Boys live in their fort that is built into a large tree, and the location is secret to all except the fairies and the boys themselves. The most magnificent of these boys is their leader, Peter Pan. Peter, if you asked him, would tell you that he was more special then any other boy in the universe. And he would be partially correct.
Peter is a 15 year old boy, who like everyone else, will not grow up. Even though he has the ability to leave Neverland, he chooses to live as a boy forever. He spends his time on the island fighting pirates, swimming with mermaids, and flying amongst the fairies. Peter absolutely loves his life. But he is soon going to learn to love his life even more.
Late one night, Peter couldn’t sleep so he decided to fly around the island for a little while. While he was flying around the bay, he heard the mermaids giggling and splashing in the water and flew down to see what game they were playing. As he got closer to the water, he noticed that the three mermaids that were splashing around had all taken their tops off. Now Peter wasn’t completely oblivious to the differences between boys and girls, however he never learned the purpose for these differences.
Knowing he shouldn’t be watching the mermaids like this, he flew down behind one of the large rocks that was just off the shore. Slowly Peter poked his head around the rock, and became amazed at the sight he was seeing. For the first time in his life, he got to see bare breasts. Better yet, he was seeing three pairs of them. Taking in the moment, Peter just hovered behind this rock, and stared.
The three mermaids at first were just splashing around, swimming around each other, and jumping out of the water, all the while laughing. The one mermaid Peter was watching most intently was the mermaid who kept jumping up on the rock underneath the waterfall and sitting underneath the falling water. She was thin, as they all were, and had whitish-blonde hair. Her tail was grayish-blue, and it sparkled in the moonlight. But the real reason Peter was so intent on watching this mermaid, was that she had the largest breasts of the three. They were much bigger then what he would be able to hold in his hands, but held firm against her body. He didn’t know why, but he had a strong desire to go and hold them in his hands.
As he was staring at this blonde mermaid, Peter almost forgot that there were two equally beautiful mermaids swimming in the water still. As he looked back down at the two in the water, he saw that they were doing something he had never seen done before. The two mermaids were holding each other in the water, and putting their lips together. Immediately Peter felt a stir in the lower part of his tunic. This isn’t the first time this has happened, but he still did not know what to do with it. He just knew that when his penis grew to its longest length, it was longer then the distance between his wrist and the tip of his middle finger, and he could barely fit his whole hand around it. He knew his was bigger then most others because him and the other Lost Boys had compared each others.
The two mermaids, which Peter was fixated on, started holding each other tighter and tighter, and even started sticking their tongues into each other’s mouths. The one mermaid had slightly pale skin with bright red hair, while the other had a darker shade of skin with pitch black hair. Both of their breasts, which were currently smashed together at the nipples, were about the same size; smaller then the blonde’s but still good sized. After a few minutes of them devouring each other’s mouths, the black haired mermaid took one of the red haired mermaids breasts into her mouth and began sucking on it, while massaging the other one. The red haired mermaid then began to moan and scream. Peter became worried and was about to go see if she was okay, but before he did the red haired mermaid groaned, “Keep going!”
Realizing she was fine, Peter continued to watch from behind the rock he was hovering by. He still had an almost uncontrolable urge to fly over and get in between the two of them, and try it on his own, but he resisted and continued to think about the warm feeling he was having. After a little while longer of this, the blonde mermaid jumped from her rock and swam to join the other two. What Peter saw next really made a fuzzy feeling run through his entire body. All three of the mermaids stuck their tongues out and touched their tips together in the center. Seeing this made Peter uncontrollably, and unaudibly, moan, causing him to cover his own mouth. He didn’t know what came over him.
Then he watched as the three mermaids began to start putting their lips and tongues together again, while the third would lick and suck on the nipples of both mermaids. The three kept switching roles until finally, both the black and red haired mermaids each took one of the blonde’s breasts into their mouths. Jealousy quickly swept over Peter, but he just watched in awe. The blonde mermaid just dropped her head back and let out audible moans and gasps, with the occasional scream. Peter didn’t know how long this would last; all he knew was that he never wanted it to end.
Just when he was getting more comfortable with his spying, he heard the blonde mermaid say something.
“Hey girls, I think we have a visitor.”
‘Oh know,’ Peter thought, he was caught. He quickly fully concealed himself behind the rock, not knowing if he should fly away, or face the mermaids. However, as fast as the fear had swept over him, it vanished when he heard another boy’s voice come from the edge of the forest.
“Good evening girls,” the boy said. “I hope you don’t mind but I brought a couple of friends with me tonight.”
As Peter remained concealed, he heard the mermaids giggle without a response, then start to swim somewhere. Slowly Peter looked out from behind the rock and saw four indian boys walking towards the rock that was underneath the waterfall. Before they reached the water, all four of them removed their clothes, then swam out and climbed onto the rock. Once they were all on the rock, they say with their legs out, and leaning slightly back being held up by their arms acting as stilts. The first thing Peter noticed was that all four of the boy’s penis’s were hard, just like his. This made him feel a little bit more comfortable, knowing what he was feeling was normal. He even felt a little cocky noticing that his was bigger then all of theirs.
The three mermaids then swam up to the rock and partially climbed onto the rock with the boys. What happened next made Peter once again have a shiver through his whole body. Each of the mermaids took one of the boys’ penises into her mouth, and started sucking on them just like they did with each other’s breasts. The blonde mermaid then reached up and grabbed the fourth boy’s penis in her hand while she sucked on the other boy. She started moving her hand up and down on the boy’s penis, and the boy moaned in approval. In fact, all the boys were in approval. And this gave Peter an idea. He thought to himself, if she can use her hand on his penis, why can’t Peter use his own hand?
Not waiting to watch the conclusion of the event unfolding, Peter quickly flew to a secluded opening in the forest. This opening was well known to Peter as he often would come to this very location to just get away for awhile. He even had a hammock set up between two trees. Once he landed on the ground, he wasted no time getting undressed. He quickly removed his tunic and his sword, then jumpled and flew over and landed himself into the hammock naked.
Even though he had quickly gotten undressed and into the hammock, now that he was there, he felt awkward grabbing himself down there. Finally when he worked himself up to grab his member, he extremely embarrassed for himself. However, all that embarassment went away when he started moving his hand up and down on his penis, and he learned how great it felt. He had a slight, but growing, tingly feeling working its way throughout his body. As this feeling got stronger, he started to stroke faster, and it started to get so pleasurable that Peter had to close his eyes. After going for a short time, he abruptly stopped and open his eyes again. He had another idea.
If the mermaid could use her mouth on the other boy’s penis, why couldn’t he do the same for himself? Without hesitation, Peter tried bending down to suck his penis. However, the hammock restricted him, not allowing himself to bend the whole way down. He thought to himself how this was an easy fix, and then flew up and hovered about ten feet off of the ground. Then he tried it again while in the air.
This time he succeeded. Peter was able to wrap his mouth around his own member. He admitted to himself that this was not the most comfortable position in the world, but the feeling of him sucking and lick his penis made him quickly forget about the awkward position. He then started to do everything he could to make this moment he was in better. The feeling he had before was even stronger, so in turn Peter sucked harder, and even started using his hand on the base of his dick where his mouth couldn’t reach. But he then abruptly stopped again. Except this time he did it because he had the sudden urge to pee.
Not wanting to pee in his mouth, he lifted his head. Unknown to him, while he was sucking himself he floated higher in the air and was now about sixty feet off the ground. Not caring about his height, he continued to use his and to stroke his member hard and fast as the urge to pee became stronger and stronger. Then the feeling overtook him. Something from deep down inside of him had just erupted from the tip of his dick, as a wave of euphoria spread through every inch of his body causing him to violently shudder. He didn’t know what was happening, but he did know that never in his life had he felt something so amazing and pleasurable. This feeling lasted several more seconds as this eruption continued to spew white warm liquid over his hand and chest and some even onto his member. Finally, when the pleasure ended, he made his way back to the ground.
After landing, he was going to go and put his tunic back on, but as he did, he realized he had this messy liquid all over his body still. He decided he would clean himself off before rerobing. He quickly took off flying through the trees to an area of water away from the mermaids. He landed on the soft sandy shore, and then slowly walked into the chilly water. He got about knee deep, when he realized that the moon was bright and was showing every bit of his naked glory to the world. This made him smirk, as he was always proud of how he looked. He loved to be naked, and would often do things naked, as long as he was the only one around.
Peter then reached down and cupped some water in his hand to clean this messy stuff off his body. He started with his chest and wrists, before making his way to his new favorite body part. He spent a quality amount of time cleaning his dick. In fact, the quality time spent caused him to become just as hard as he was before. Knowing that becoming hard again would allow him to have another session with himself, he smiled and was ready to quickly fly back to his hammock and do it all again.
As he made his way to the shore, standing at full attention, he heard someone to his left gasp.
“Why are you naked Peter?”
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I hope you enjoyed the story. This was my first story and am looking for any criticism. Also, I would like to know who you think the person at the end should be. Your choices are: Tiger Lily, the blonde mermaid, Tinkerbell, or one of the Lost Boy’s.

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Daddy’s Dirty Girl

My father was a lonely man. Lonely in the sense that my mother wouldn’t give him the time of day, sexually or otherwise. From time to time, while my mother was out running her errands, my dad would invite over a lady friend and fuck her senseless. He was oblivious to the fact that on many occasions I would watch him do this.
The first time I saw my dad having sex with another woman I was sixteen. Puberty hit me like a mack truck and left me with a thin waist, curvy hips, and a pair of size 34D breasts. I was about 5’6 and
my legs were long and slender.
When my father had finished with his girl of the day, she left in a hurry and I pretended like I hadn’t seen or heard a thing. My mother returned home shortly after that and found a pair of panties that definitely weren’t hers. From the argument that had ensued, I learned that this wasn’t the first time a pair of panties had been left behind.
My mother was furious and I felt bad seeing my father being screamed at by a woman who wouldn’t give him the time of day. And who wouldn’t?! I had seen my father’s cock. It was at least seven inches
long and it was thick.
“They’re my panties mom,” I said.
“Excuse me?”
My father looked at me with wide eyes. “They’re mine.” I repeated. “I changed in your room earlier today because I saw a spider in mine. I must have left them in there.”
My mother stared at me for a couple of seconds before seemingly believing the lie I had just told her. And this is when I began to devise my plan to seduce my father.
In the coming weeks, I watched as my father continued to bring home woman and fuck them. Each time I’d have to go to my room and play with my pussy afterwards, but I knew that no orgasm I had ever
experienced would compare to one that my father could give me.
Each time a girl of the day would leave, my mother would find something that was left behind. I knew that if my dad was fucking me each time my mother left he would never get caught.
One day, while my mother was out, my father brought yet another girl into their bedroom. She was on all fours, on the bed and my father was fucking her from behind. He was fucking her so hard that I could hear his balls slapping against her pussy. I watched as my father’s throbbing cock moved in and out of the woman’s pussy and I couldn’t stop myself from sliding my hand into my shorts. I could fit only two
of my fingers into my tight pussy. I wasn’t a virgin but I had only had sex a few times before. I pushed my two fingers into my pussy and matched my rhythm with that of my fathers. Every time his cock would
thrust into her, I would push my fingers deeper into my own pussy. The faster he moved the faster my fingers moved. My father began to moan and I was trying my hardest to hold in my own moans.
“Fuck Chrissie,” He grunted.
I stopped what was doing and so did he.
“I’m not Chrissie!” The woman yelled.
“I’m sorry,” My dad said. “I-”
Before he could say anything the woman moved off his cock and stood up. I hurried to move away from the door and just as I sat myself down on the couch the girl of the day and my father came running from
the bedroom. They yelled and argued until she was out of the house. My father slammed the door shut and sat on the couch next to me.
“Sorry about all the yelling just now Chrissie,” He said. “That was someone from work. We disagreed on something.”
I smiled. “Its okay daddy.” I said.
The next time my mother ran her errands was a week later. My father was sick with a cold so he was in bed. My mother left and I was surprised when there wasn’t a girl of the day walking through the
front door.
I walked to my father’s bedroom and saw him fast asleep. I was going to make sure my father felt better. I crept into his bedroom and stood at the end of the bed. I lifted the covers and climbed underneath them. My father mumbled something in his sleep but he didn’t wake up. I climbed slowly until I reached his boxers. I slipped my hand into his boxers and pulled out his cock. It was soft but it was still nice. I put his cock in my mouth and within seconds, it was hard. My dad’s hands went to the back of my head.
He lifted the covers and when his eyes met mine, he pulled his cock out of my mouth.
“Chrissie, what are you doing?” He panted.
“I’m helping you feel better daddy.” I said.
“Baby this isn’t right,” He said.
“But daddy it’s fine,” I insisted. “Mommy will never know.”
My dad didn’t stop me this time when I put his cock in my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down. My dad’s hand went back to the back of my head. He pushed my head down, forcing his cock into the back of my mouth. I gagged for a few seconds but not for long. My father started to thrust his hips, fucking my throat.
He pulled out of my mouth quickly. He tossed the blanket to the floor and pushed me onto my back. In one swift movement, he pulled my shorts and my panties off my body. He pulled me down to the edge of the bed and got on his knees. He pushed a finger into my pussy and let his tongue roll over my clit. I moaned as he moved his tongue faster. He pushed another of his fingers into my pussy. It hurt a little at
first but after a few seconds I was used to it and it felt good.
“Baby,” he said. “Your pussy is so tight.”
I moaned as he continued to move his fingers. “I want your cock daddy.”
I only had to say it once. My father pulled his boxers down as he stood up and I could feel him trying to push his cock into my pussy.
“Baby, this is going to hurt.” he said as he forced his entire length into me.
I cursed at the pain I was feeling right then. My father moved his hand to my pussy and began to rub my clit with his finger. While he played with my clit, he began to slowly move his hips causing his cock
to move a little bit inside of me. He pushed himself back in all the way, while he continued to rub my clit. The more he rubbed my clit the wetter my pussy became and it was easier for his cock to slide in and
out of my pussy. He pushed in all the way again and this time it felt amazing.
“God Daddy,” I moaned. “Your cock is so nice.”
I could feel his cock slowly stretching my tight pussy to fit his length. He never stopped playing with my clit and by now, his cock was sliding easily in and out of my pussy. He began to thrust harder as he reached his other hand up and grabbed one of breasts. Getting frustrated with my shirt, he tore it from my body leaving me completely naked. He began to grab my breast again, massaging it in his large firm hands. I moaned again.
“God baby,” He panted. “Your pussy feels so good on daddy’s cock.”
I moaned as he began to fuck me harder. He pulled all the way out and flipped me over. I had seen him do this with other girls, so I knew exactly what he wanted. I moved towards the middle of the bed and rose up on all fours. He didn’t hesitate to slide his cock back into my sopping wet pussy. He started off at a fast past, thrusting his entire length in and out of my pussy. I reached my hand down to play with my clit as my daddy continued to fuck me.
I moaned loudly as my father’s cock hit my g-spot dead on over and over again. My father began moaning again as well, and that was all it took to send me over the edge. I continued to rub my fingers over my clit as my orgasm ripped through me. The walls of my pussy gripped his cock harder and harder and he grunted as I felt his warm load shoot into my pussy. He rode out his orgasm and when he pulled his cock from my pussy, I felt the mix of our juices slide out of my pussy and down my ass.
“Next time,” He said. “I say we get another girl in here.”
I smiled. “I can’t wait Daddy.”

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