A Peasent Fuck
A dirty little tale of being a peasent servant girl
A dirty little tale of being a peasent servant girl
it was only a week into the summer holidays and i was already bored stiff.
i’d spent a couple of nights camping on a beach with my mates but i felt it was all over to soon as i returned to the Care Home i’d spent my life in.
when i returned Julie (the equivalent of a head carer) gave me a card. the envelope was very fancy and inside was an invite to one of my very distantly related cousins wedding.
i couldn’t exactly refuse so julie took me into town when i told her about the letter and i got myself some basic smart clothes.
on the day of the wedding the home payed for a train ticket to take me up to the lake district and julie gave me some extra money for while i was there.
the train ride went by pretty quickly although (due to my predictibly unpredictable hormones) i did have to discreetly make my way to a toilet where i jacked myself with the whit silk panties holly had given me.
feeling the soft pants rub against my dick caused to me to groan in pleasure and i qiuckly grabbed the second pair of panties i had been given and deeply inhaled in time with my pumping.
when i came the thick stream of cum spat across the cramped cubicle and splattered against the opposite wall. luckily i shot my wad in one go and none of it hit the floor. i left the cubicle with the wet panties stuffed in my back pocket, and the stream of cum still dripping down the wall. i’d decided to give the next occupant something to occupy them as they relieved themselves. (although in which manner i remained undecided on)
the overhead speaker buzzed and i stood with my bag hung across my shoulder as i made my way to the exit.
only being a small village, i was the only one on the platform as the train departed. i looked out across the valley the train station was in and saw a small village nestled up against a lake and a tall five-storey building, the hotel the wedding was at, seperated by a long stretch of grass and a snaking tarmack drive.
not wanting to waste my money i decided to walk and followed the winding country road down into the village.
about half way down i stopped to have a break and pulled a coke out of my bag, sitting down on an old log and watched an old farm and the cows wandering about in the field across from me. i saw a girl, about fifteen-sixteen, using on old a small spade to dig up some vegetables growing in a patch in at the back of the farm.
facing away from me she bent over to examine a cabbage patch, my heart beat jumped up because as she did so her short, above-knee skirt rode up her legs and i got a clear view of her lace black panties. reaching a hand behind her she scratched her crotch and slowly peeld the panties out of the way as she delicately plopped a finger in her twat.
i watched for about a minute, slowly rubbing my erect dick through my pants as she fingered herself, then she stood, and her skirt fell back down her legs. turning, she saw me and waved, smiling, oblivious to the fact i’d just watched her frig herself.
finishing my coke and re-arranging my nether regions i continued down the valley to the town. it was half an hour before the wedding so i found myself a clothes shop and used an empty cubicle to change into my smart clothes. i saw someone who worked there watching me suspiciously but when i walked out the door and the alarms didn’t go off she turned to a waiting customer.
i walked through town following the signs for the hotel. when i reached the hotel i saw the long tarmacked drive leading up to some revolving wooden doors. i followed the drive down to the hotel and wandered through the doors. i heard myself gasp as i gazed in wonderment at the luxury and wealth around me. the reception was lit by two massive chandeliers hanging from the cieling and in the centre of the room, an ornate wooden desk stood with small exotic plants potted around it.
“Excuse me sir,” the receptionists voice interrupted my gazing around the room. “Can i help you?” the receptionist asked from behind the ornate desk.
“Oh, yea, im here for the wedding,” i said rummaging through my pockets trying to find the invite,
“Ah, yes,” he said examing the fancy letter, “Just go along the corridor and through the double doors on the left.”
i followed the mans instructions and thought about what would happen when i entered throguh the doors, nothing could have prepared me for the reality.
“Ryan!” i heard a cry as i entered the room, looking around i saw people generally just milling around but not paying me any attention, suddenly i was nearly knocked over by a short, brown-eyed, amber-haired girl, and my heart beat exploded upwards.
“Amber! . .” i gasped, her crushing bear-hug forcing the air out of my lungs.
“What are you doing here?” she asked releasing her grip,
“Some distant relative invited me,” i said breathing deeply, “What are you doin’ here?” i asked,
“My step-sisters a brides-maid,” she said,
“Oh, thats nice,”
“Not really, she’s a real bitch,” i laughed as amber indicated her step-sister behind her, a tall, dark haired girl.
“Have you got a table yet?” she asked,
“No, not yet . . .”
“Good, come sit with us,” she interrupted smiling, taking my hand and leading me towards a table.
i sat down next to amber as she introduced me, “Mum this is Ryan, he goes the same school as me . . .and no, were not.” she finished sharply.
“Oh, Ryan, this is my mum, Liz,” she said,
* * * * *
After we had met each other the wedding started and we watch quietly as the bride and groom and walked towards the stage together. they stepped onto the stage and said their vows etc. etc.
by the time the wedding ceremony had finished, it was dark and slowly people began to leave.
“Were gonna be goin soon,” said Liz taking a sip of her drink, “Are you staying over tonight?” she asked me.
“Nah, i came down on a train today but im goin back later,” i said,
“What?” she said looking shocked, “You cant go back now, its nearly eleven, why dont you stay here?” i choked on my drink as she spoke,
“At the hotel?” i gasped regaining my breath, there was no way i could afford to stay at a hotel,
“No stupid, you could stay with us, we’ve got a spare bed right?” she asked turning to amber,
“Spare bed, yeah right,” she mumbled, as dumbstruck as i was,
“No, i couldn’t possibly, i’ve got no clothes and i’d need permission,” i said,
“Nonsense, i can get you some clothes tommorrow, and who would you need permission from?” she asked, rummaging through her bag, pulling out a phone.
i gave her julies number, and she went outside to call her. as soon as Liz had left the table i turned to amber,
“This is all right with you yeah?” i asked hesitantly,
“Yeah, this is fine,” she said looking up into my eyes, “D’you think we could . . .Y’know?” she asked, her hand gently landing on my knee,
“I think we be able to do something,” i said smiling, her hand pulled further and stopped next to my crotch,
“You know,” she said slowly, “I’ve never given a handj . . ” her hand whipped away as her mum entered from outside.
Walking over with a big smile Liz sat down,
“Okay, Ryan, your gonna stay with us for tommorow and thursday, on friday we’ll drop you off back where you live yeah?” she asked,
“Yeah this is great, thanks so much Mrs Pearce . .”
“Please,” she stopped me, “Call me Liz,”
“Okay, thanks Liz, i really appreciate this, thanks so much,” i saw amber stand and hug her thanks,and, even though it was whispered, i just caught their brief conversation.
“So your not, huh?” said Liz,
“Okay then,” amber sighed, “We are more than friends,”
Liz breathed out audibly, “So. . .Have you kissed yet?” she asked smiling,
“Yes . . .” said amber, not listing the countless other things we’d done “But only on the cheek,” she lied hastily as her mum’s smile widened,
pushing her away, Liz stood, “Okay, you guys, im gonna go call a taxi, if you wanna go outsde to cool down go ahead,
Grabbing me by the hand, amber led me outside.
the hotel was square shaped, like a block of flats, with one side facing the lake. on or right was a big garden with a few adults, talking to each other and smoking a pack of fags.
to our left was a more secluded area of shrubbery surrounded by trees. amber led me towards this area and led me through a gap in some trees, to a massive oak with a bench facing towards the lake.
we sat down on the bench and amber pulled her legs up onto the bench and laid her head across my waist, looking up at me.
“So . . .” i started, “What were you gonna say earlier?”
“Well, i was saying that, i’d never given a handjob, but,” she added quickly, “I’d love to learn how,” she whispered eroticly.
“Well if thats what you want,” i asked, straightening up as amber put her feet on the ground,
“First, slowly unzip my trousers and pull down my trousers and pants,” she looked down to see where she was putting her hands, “And maintain eye contact,” iadded sharply.
slowly my pants become undone and she giggled as my cock sprang free and shuddered in the cold night air.
“Okay, now, wrap each finger around my shaft,” she complied with her instructions and i groaned as her delicate little fingers wrapped around my erect cock and slowly began rubbing up and down,
“Oh god yeah,” i moaned, “Keep doin’ that,” she carried on rubbing and as she gained confidence her pumping gained speed.
she giggled her cute voice echoing in my ears, she carried on pumping but with her free hand she scooped up a drop of pre-cum of my cock and licked her finger delicately, all the while looking deep into my eyes.
“Oh yes amber, oh god i think im gonna cum,” i whispered in her ear leaning forward. then my heart stopped.
“Hey, you two,” Liz cried as she rounded the gap in the trees, “Oh, oh, your busy, oh, okaay, well were goin in two minutes you guys,”
Through an amazing amout of luck i’d leant forward just as Liz had rounded the corner, from her point of view, and especially in the dark it must have looked like we were kissing, the bench blocking her view of ambers hand steadily pumping my cock.
it built slowly up inside, growing from a distant ripple to an inevitable wave of sticky white cum.
“OH GOD AMBER,” i tried to whisper but the feeling inside me was irresistable.
sensing my imminent arrival, amber locked her lips and flicked her tongue around the swollen super-sensitive head of my cock, with such overwhelming feelings flooding through my body, i released my load into ambers mouth.
as my load flooded into her mouth, amber swallowed constantly, trying to keep it in her mouth. when my cum finally stopped she lifted her grinnng head, streams of cum running down her chin, and leaned in to kiss me.
our tongues entwined as my cum, and our saliva flooded each other mouths, we grabbed each other and pulled ourselves close as our kiss continued.
slowly we released each other, and as amber wiped the last of my cum off of her face, and pulled up my pants and zipped my trousers, we heard Liz call us again.
standing i held amber still and admired her, i kissed her again, a short, fleeting moment of intimacy before she gathered my hand in hers, and together we ran across the front drive towards the waiting Liz.
sorry there wasnt as much sex as there was in the last one, i had to find a way t fit the story together
as always comments welcome, enjoy. =)
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THE SWITCH – CHAPTER ONE
Jessica sat in her room, knuckles white from squeezing the crap out of the small statue she held in her hand. It was the only thing she received from her grandmother’s estate. In fact, it was the only thing she had ever gotten from her mom’s side of the family at all. She barely remembered her grandmother and yet she had made it a point that this little Tiki looking statue go to her granddaughter. It fit perfectly in her hand and she would squeeze it when she got angry. Somehow she always seemed to feel better afterwards. She was so mad at Ryan, her step brother, that she wanted to scream. Their Parents (Jessica’s Father & Ryan’s Mother) were celebrating their one year anniversary and taking a long four day weekend at a vineyard in Northern California, leaving the two of them alone. Their parents left Ryan in charge even though Jessica was two months older, Ryan was the “Responsible One” they said. More like a boring, ass-kissing, frucking Boy Scout oOne, if you asked her. She knew it was a school night and there was no going out on school nights. Those were the rules. No exceptions! Seriously though! Who would know? Their parents were gone and if he didn’t say anything, no one would be the wiser.
Ryan, the little goody-two-shoes, said he would tell if she went out. God! she hated living here. Jessica loved the house. I mean what’s not to love right! The house was huge, swimming pool, game room, home theatre! Great neighborhood! It was the people she couldn’t stand. Her Dad marrying “that woman”. She seemed nice enough and was very pretty. She had a good Job as a Nurse. She wasn’t actually mean but, she never let Jessica get away with anything. It was just that Jessica was used to her previous life, where she was allowed to do what ever she wanted for the most part. Her dad had to work long ours to support them. When he was home, Jessica was “Daddy’s Little Girl” and could do no wrong. Even if she did get into trouble, it was never anything that a smile and some dimples couldn’t get her out of. She had him wrapped around her little finger.
Don’t even mention having to move to a different school and make new friends. It took her all year to find and infiltrate the “A list” at her new school. Now to be told she could go out with her friends? Jessica was fit to be tied! She had watched enough CSI shows to know she’d never get away with killing him. They always get caught and with her olive complexion she would look horrible in one of the orange jump suits. She had to figure out something. She had tried everything. She even went as far as offering to set him up with one of her girlfriends. He said no! Seriously, her and her friends were easily four of the hottest girls in school and he said no. She figured he must be gay! There could be no other explanation! Jessica figured she would wait till after dinner and then she would try one more time to convince Ryan to let her go out with her friends.
Ryan was in the kitchen making dinner and muttering to himself. “What a selfish, self centered Bitch! She had no respect for their parents or this house.” The only reason they had the house in the first place was because of the lawsuit from the wrongful death of Ryan’s dad. He was a fireman and when his station responded to a structural fire at a local manufacturing plant, they had no idea that the company had not been disposing of their waste chemicals but merely stockpiling them in the basement until business picked up and they could resume having their waste disposed of properly. No one expected the fire and the fire department had no idea the amount of combustibles that were under them when they entered the building. They place went up like a roman candle taking the lives of two fireman in the process. Ryan’s father was one of them. He would gladly trade everything to have his father back. Even if for only one day.
Jessica’s mother ran off when she was just a baby. Apparently, she was a party girl and felt she was too young when she got pregnant with Jessica, So, she left her with her dad and was never heard from again. Ryan was almost 11 when his father died, It was the day before his 11th birthday, Ryan felt sorry for Jessica at times for not having a mother, but that was no excuse for treating her mother like the hired help in her own house.
Ryan had a good, strong relationship with his mother. He talked to her about everything. He had learned that if he did his chores without being told, got good grades, obeyed his mother rules without argument that he was had earned her trust. Ryan was no Boy Scout mind you! Ok! Well technically he was a Boy Scout, when he was younger. But he had also earned a few new merit badges for partying, carousing and just plain old mischief that they never had in the scouts. As long as he told his mother that he was going to a party, and if there was drinking, he had no curfew so he wouldn’t be tempted to drink and drive. He could also call his mother if he needed a ride. Any time of the night from anywhere and he would never be in trouble. Jessica used manipulation and deceit to get what she wanted and mom would catch her in her lies.
When dinner was ready, Ryan called up to Jessica and began to place the food on the table. When Ryan was younger he and his mom used to cook together when she was home. Sometimes they would spend all day cooking so that way they always had food ready for the rest of the week and as he got older they would take turns cooking. Each of them trying to surprise the other with some new or exotic culinary dish. Tonight he made a nice salad with walnuts and dried cranberries followed by the main course of angel hair pasta with garlic shrimp, tomatoes and zucchini with garlic bread. Nothing too fancy but it was one of Jessica’s favorites! Ok! Maybe he was hoping that this would ease some of the tension from earlier.
Jessica finished washing up and came down stairs for dinner. She immediately noticed that that Ryan had made one of her favorites. She gave a little huff to herself but apparently it was loud enough for Ryan to hear because he raised one eyebrow to her as she sat down. She was still plenty mad at him and wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction of thinking that his pathetic attempt at a peace offering was going to work on her. Jessica finished first, rinsed hear plate and placed it in the dishwasher without a word and headed up stairs to her room. Ryan heard her door slam shut.
Ryan had just finished wiping down the table and started the dishwasher when Jessica appeared and judging from her attire she was planning on going out whether she got in trouble or not. Ryan didn’t say a word. He just removed the dish towel from his shoulder and hung it up, walked passed her without so much as looking at her, and turned on the TV. You could feel the tension radiating from every pore of Jessica’s body. Her face became calm and she looked at Ryan with that air of superiority look that he had seen many times before at school, from her and her little “click” of friends, that they would direct at other students and lately she would direct it towards his mother. Jessica’s voice matched her glare to a tee. Obviously something she spent countless hours perfecting. “I am leaving” was all she said. That crap didn’t work with Ryan. He wasn’t about to take the bait. Jessica grabbed the door knob and was about to turn it to leave, when she stopped. She glared at him and spoke again. Aren’t you going to stop me or say anything? Ryan just looked at her calmly and said: “Nope! It’s your choice. I’m not your father and you are aware of the consequences” and just resumed his channel surfing.
Jessica reached into her pocket, squeezing her statue as the anger bubble up inside her. She opened her mouth and blurted the first thing that came to mind. You know, things were better before you and your mom came into our lives! That was it! The last straw! Ryan had had enough! He hated to loose his cool like this. To him anger was emotion over intelligence and usually he was smarter than to allow himself to be pulled down to her level. Please don’t let me stop you from leaving! He shouted to her! That’s when all hell broke loose. Both of them shouting at each other and Jessica dropping the “F” bomb like every third word out of her mouth. As the yelling escalated, the tighter Jessica squeezed the statue in her pocket! The tighter she would squeeze it, the hotter it got, which only help to fuel her own anger. It got to the point were both of them were screaming at the top their lungs at each other, faces beat red with fists clenched tightly. It seemed to go on endlessly, even though it was only for a couple of minutes. Just when their anger seemed to peak, they both seemed to finish their tirade with the exact same sentence! “I wish for once you could see things from my perspective “ As soon as the words left Jessica’s mouth the statue felt as if it was on fire! She released it immediately and it fell to the floor. As it struck the floor, the power went out in the entire house which was immediately followed by a blinding flash of light. Both Ryan and Jessica were knocked off their feet and then everything went dark………..
Ryan woke up feeling as though he’d been hit by a train. All the electricity in the house was out so, he had no idea how long he was unconscious, He shook his head trying to get the cobwebs out. Between the pain and the stars he was seeing, he found it difficult to get his bearings. He tried to make his way to the basement. and got turned around a few times and had to double back. Finally, he found the fuse box, ALL the breakers were triggered. So, one by one, he started to reset each breaker. When he finally flipped the last one he heard a scream from upstairs. Ryan panicked and broke out in a run. The scream he heard did not sound like Jessica. Which could only mean that there was someone else in the house? Ryan bounded up the stairs, down the hall and abruptly came to a halt in the Living Room. There would have been nothing that could have compared the shocked look upon his face with the sole exception of the shocked look on the person that now stood before him. Which was himself!!
Jessica woke up when the TV came on. She had one hell of a headache. She felt like she had a hangover with the memory of the good time. She placed her hand on the fireplace to steady herself as she tried to stand. She put her other hand on the mantle and pulled herself upright. The clocks were all flashing so she had no idea how long she was out. Jessica turned to look at herself in the mirror, then looked behind her and then back at the mirror and screamed. She then pinched herself and slapped her own face, trying to wake herself up. She heard the crash of a door followed by running footsteps down the hall. She turned to face the hall that the footsteps were emanating from, and that’s when she went from shock to horror. As she saw herself round the corner and come skidding to a stop directly before her. Doppelganger was the last though Jessica had before passing out.
Ryan glanced at the mirror and saw Jessica’s reflection and not his own right before he saw himself falling and possibly hitting the fireplace, without thinking he sprung forward in an attempt to catch himself before he fell. He got there in time but neglected to take into account that Jessica’s body was not strong enough to lift his own and they both fell backwards onto the carpet. Ryan tried to move himself onto the couch, mumbling to himself the whole time that either Jessica needed to workout more or he needed to lose weight. Trying to move his 6’2” 205 lb. frame with Jessica 5’6” and maybe 115 lb. body was a bitch!
Ryan went into the bathroom grabbed a wash cloth and dampened it. He went into the medicine cabinet and took out the aspirin. He grabbed two for Jessica and two for himself, which he took immediately, He also got some smelling salts,
Ryan went back down stairs and placed the wash cloth on Jessica‘s head, which was actually his head and he did it with his hands which were really Jessica’s!!! This is just way to freaky he thought to himself. I should be wigging out right now or at least passed out next to Jessica, or myself or whatever. Ryan went through most or the house and set the clocks to the correct time and then went back to check on Jessica.
On his way back he stepped on something! Dam that hurt, he thought to himself while rubbing his foot. Wow, Jessica skin is really soft! Ryan’s feet were pretty rough compared to Jessica’s. Being from Southern California he spent a lot of time outside and at the beach, surfing or playing volleyball where you can’t help but get thick skinned. Ryan reached down and retrieved the item from the floor. It was about 3” long and maybe ¾ in diameter little statue that kind of reminded him of the ones he read about on Easter Island. Funny he had never seen it before so he placed it on the end table to avoid stepping on it again. Jessica was still out so he broke open the smelling salts and waved it under her/his nose.
Jessica nearly jumped out of her skin when she inhaled the ammonia smell. The first words out of her mouth were, of course, “What the fuck is going on here?” Jessica was getting more panicked with each passing moment. Ryan, unsure of what to say at this moment, saw the tears welling in her eyes, actually, it was his eyes and he was having a difficult time himself not freaking out. He made a mental note to himself to make sure he didn’t cry in front of anyone. He was hoping that it was just Jessica’s mannerism on his body that made him kind of wimpy. Not a good look for him. Ryan pulled Jessica into him, hugging her and rocking her while gently caressing her head. Ryan pulled a tissue off the end table and handed it to Jessica who took it and started dabbing her eyes with it. As her sobs slowed she said “I must look like a raccoon” and blew here nose. Ryan just said “she looked handsome and that luckily he wasn’t wearing mascara today.” Jessica gave him a light smack on his shoulder; Ryan could actually feel her smiling.
After about ten minutes, Ryan suggested that they get some sleep, it was almost 1:30 in the morning and they had school tomorrow. They were both physically and emotionally exhausted. Jessica tried to argue with him but she lacked the strength and conviction to put up much of a fight. As they walked up stairs, it suddenly occurred to Jessica to ask about the sleeping arrangements. Ryan thought about it for a few moments then suggested that he sleep in her room and she sleep in his. That way if we wake up in our own beds then we would know if we switched back. If not, then nothings changed and we can try to figure out what happened and why with clearer heads. “I don’t know about you” Ryan said. “But I still have a headache.” Jessica nodded in agreement as Ryan helped her to his room. He pulled out a pair of athletic shorts and a large soft t-shirt for her to sleep in, Ryan said goodnight and left his room and headed for Jessica’s room.
Jessica was too tired to even think about what happen today. She could barely keep her eyes open. She just stripped off her clothes put on the shorts and shirt Ryan had set out for her and flopped on the bed without even shutting off the light. She had only one fleeting thought as she got comfortable, Boy this bed is comfortable. She would have to sweet talk her Dad into getting her one of these, and then she was asleep.
Ryan walked into Jessica’s room and flipped on the light. Holy Crap! He muttered out loud to himself. The Room was a mess. I appeared that Jessica had tried on several outfits before deciding on the one what he now had on. Each previously outfit that was deemed unworthy was discarded hap-hazzardly on the floor. Ryan was in no mood to deal with this right now so he just flipped off the light and started peeling off clothes. He figured he would just go “commando“, which he usually did in the summer anyway. Everything was fine until he tried to take off the bra. Now it’s one thing to take a girls bra off of her when you were making out. He had done it many times before. Taking one off you was proving to be much more difficult and dangerous than he expected, He fell over twice trying to reach up behind himself with his hand while twisting his upper body. Fed up, Ryan walked across the hall to ask Jessica for help seeing that the light was still on. Jessica? Could you….” was all he got out. He saw himself passed out on the bed. He went over and covered her with a blanket and turned off the light. Ryan, frustrated at this point just pulled the shoulder straps off and slid the bra over his hips and he grabbed the underwear as he passed in one swoop and tossed then on the floor with the rest of the clothes. He crawled into bed and lay on his back and closed his eyes.
After the bra debauchery, Ryan found his mind wandering. The implications of what happened were just known beginning to sink in. He tried to recall all the movies he had seen where they traded bodies. Most were stupid and very unbelievable! Although Ryan had to admit that he found them quite believable now!! There had to be at least a dozen of them. Most with father and sons or mother’s and daughter’s changing places He recalled that one with Rob Snyder, although the title escaped him. He was 15 when he saw it then and remembered thinking what he would do in that situation. Ryan had always fantasized about what it would be like to be a girl, to be able to have multiple orgasms! When he was 15 it was not uncommon for him the Jack-off 3-4 times a day! If he could’ve had multiple orgasms back then, he doubted he would have ever left his room. EVER!! Now he had more self control than when he was 15 but his fantasy was just as alluring as ever. Even more so now that something, which was so far out of the realm of possibilities, was now at his very finger tips.
Ryan was literally shaking just thinking about touching Jessica’s body, which he now occupied. To feel what a woman feels! He was actually starting to freak himself out. Ryan had only though about Jessica’s body and her looks once and that was the first time he met her almost 2 years ago. She was Hot! But once he found out what a stuck-up brat she was, it turned him off completely! It wasn’t until that moment that he truly understood what the phrase “beauty is only skin deep” meant. Ryan based all his views of women on his observations of his mother. Charlotte, his mother, was a beautiful woman both inside and out. Ryan just assumed that beauty was created inside a person and radiated outward. That beauty was a reflection of the type of person they were, which made everything they did seem beautiful. A balanced of beauty, grace and harmony within one’s self. That was the main reason why Ryan rarely ever dated. He had yet to find someone with that balance that he was looking for. There were girls that he was friends with that had inner beauty but saw themselves as flawed or unattractive, it was their own insecurities that made them less attractive. Not their perceived outward appearance.
Ryan calmed himself and slowly lowered his hands to her breasts. His own excitement and anticipation was causing sensory overload. For no sooner had his fingertips touch her nipples that her body shuddered with what he could only assume was his first orgasm. He couldn’t decide which he was enjoying more? Was it the feel of her nipples between his fingertips or the feel of his soft fingers playing with her nipples? He released her nipple from his left hand and trailed is fingers down between her breasts, down over her stomach. He was panting softly as he stopped just above her mound. She had her pubic hair trimmed short in a long narrow landing strip. His toes were curling with anticipation. Ryan took his middle finger and placed at the very bottom of her slit and pushed in ever so gentry. As soon as he did that, he felt a small trickle of fluid run down between his cheeks. “Oh My God!” Ryan gasped. With all the new sensations he was having, he hadn’t realized that he was soaking wet. He brought his finger to his lips and he tasted himself. It tasted sweet with a slight tang to it. He had performed oral sex before; in fact he quite enjoyed it. There was nothing like the feeling he got from giving a girl multiple orgasms. Like snow flakes, no two tasted alike.
Ryan move his finger back to the bottom of her labia and gently eased up her slit. His right hand still gently tweaking and pinching her right nipple. As his finger drew nearer to her clit, Ryan used a little more pressure sinking in a little farther and gave a slight flick to her clit as his finger slid over it. That was all it took. His hips raised up instinctively causing even more pressure. His body convulsed and shook uncontrollably as he felt like he was being electrocuted with pure pleasure. It wasn’t until now that he realized he had been holding his breath in anticipation. Between his lungs gasping for air and his body still twitching from the orgasm, he felt as though he might pass out. Ryan just lay their catching his breath.
Holly Shit! He thought to himself, this was better than he had ever imagined and he hoped he was just getting started. Ryan definitely wanted to figure out what had caused this bizarre phenomenon but, all sense of urgency was gone. He definitely needed time to explore this further. There was a large wet spot beneath him but, he didn’t care. He just rolled over to one side and closed his eyes and actually fell asleep smiling.
To be Continued…………
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Okay, this is my first attempt at writing anything like this so I decided to keep it short. Apologies for any bad spelling or grammar, and I hope you enjoy it.
I lay awake on my bed deep into the Friday night staring at the ceiling. Today had been a hard day for me, I’m a 17-year-old who has always found it hard to fit in at school but today had been particularly bad. Fear of what the following week would bring for me had kept me awake for hours and self-pity had only made it worse. Just before I closed my eyes to finally sleep I whispered futilely
“I wish things could be easier”So be it
Ignoring the whispered response as a feature of exhaustion I closed my eyes and drifted off. I would soon learn that the response had been all too real.
Saturday’s sunlight poured gloriously through the window tearing me from my much needed sleep. Slowly I opened my eyes and hauled myself groggily from my bed. I felt unsteady on my feet and immediately knew that something was weird. Looking down I was shocked to see my view of my feet completely blocked by a pair of large breasts.
“WHAT THE FUCK!” but instead of my own voice as I expected, the voice that formed the words was much more delicate and of a higher pitch.
Thinking that I must still be partially asleep I stumbled out of my room and stood in front of the bathroom mirror. Instead of my own slightly nerdy self peering back I was instead greeted by the eyes of an incredibly attractive 17-year-old girl. She had a pale face with voluptuous lips and brown olive-shaped eyes, her nose sat delicately on her face and her brow (although currently creased with confusion) seemed jovial and light hearted. Smooth black hair cascaded over her dainty shoulders and lay on her large, firm breasts. Her body seemed athletic and her slight waist gave way to rounded hips supported by firm buttocks. Her legs were long and well toned and finished admirably her beautifully proportioned body. My sleep addled eyes finally raised from their caressing of her body and rested once again on her face. Her brow furrowed
slightly as I began to doubt that this had in fact ever been a dream.
An expression of absolute horror and shock weighed down her gorgeous features as I realised what was going on. Somehow instead of residing in the body of a scrawny guy (the body I had grown-up in), I was now in the body of a teenage bombshell. The girl’s eyes flew wide open- I mean my eyes flew wide open- as my hand flew to my crotch. My dick was gone. My one pride and joy had disappeared from my life. Instead there was nothingness. Well not quite nothingness, my fingers found the puckered lips of a teenage pussy. Jumping from horror to joy faster than a roadrunner on steroids my hand dove inside my boxers for a closer feel. Jolts of electricity ran through my body as my fingers brushed the exposed skin. I tore my clothes from my body, revealing the gently toned snow white body underneath. My tits- MY tits- stood firm and round in the cool air, the nipples already standing proud at the centre of the dark areolas that were such a sharp contrast to the pale white sea surrounding them. Tentatively I brought my fingers down to the lips of my pussy and began to gently massage my clit as I caressed my firm breasts with the other hand. My body immediately reacted and my fingers became wet as my juices started to flow, without a moments hesitation I inserted one of my fingers. Fireworks went of in my head and my breath caught in my throat as I began to finger-fuck the tight pussy that I now called my own. Heat spread across my body and I pinched my erect nipple as I became numb with pleasure, my now soaking fingers were working furiously on my pussy and I started to feel a totally new sensation begin to build. Finally in an eruption of juices I reached my orgasm. My entire body bucked with the intensity that I had never felt as a man and I could not prevent a loud moan of pleasure from escaping my lips.
A sharp knocking at the bathroom door tore me back to reality.
“Alex, are you okay in there”
Shit, my sister was home. I currently lived at home with my 19 year-old-sister and my mum who was 39. My dad had left us when I was very young, and recently our family had fallen into hard times as my mum was struggling to support us all. My sister usually works Saturday morning so I had never even considered that she would be home and now I’ve got myself into a totally fucked up situation. How could I even try to explain something that I didn’t even understand myself?
“Alexandra, can you answer me? I’m really starting to get worried. Stop pissing around”
Jesus, she’s going to open the door that I stupidly left unlocked (I’m actually starting to consider that I might deserve landing myself in these situations). What the fuck am I going to do?
Did she just call me Alexandra?I do plan to continue Alex’s story but it depends entirely on feedback from readers. I understand that this is short but I mean it as an experiment before I commit myself to a lengthy story that may not be appreciated.
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Sister Cuntrag’s punishment continues, Alice feelings for Mary deepen.
A new character takes this in a new direction. I like this chapter a lot. Please, any feedback is appreciated
My first story posted, first chapter is low on sex but it picks up in the next couple.
This story takes place in a small suburban town, through the eyes of a 16 year-old sophomore named “Tyler”.
So this chapter has few sexy parts but it mostly sets up the rest of the story so bare with me
(This is my first story and criticism is highly welcome. There may be a part 2 if this gets positive reviews. it’s a fantasy of mine that I really enjoy and I hope you do too. I must admit it begins slow but then it quickly heats up.)
Kathy Becomes A Human Breeding Slave (part 1)
Kathy woke up after an amazingly restful sleep, she bunched up the blankets to her face for warmth. She knew that it was going to be one of those mornings where you just writhe in bed, with your mind wondering aimlessly for hours. The room was very dark, she realized this after about an hour of laying in bed.
“This bed is so damn soft” she thought as she spread herself out on it, enjoy the feeling of the sheets on every crevice of her body. It was as if she was sleeping on clouds
“Why is it so dark? What happened to her bed room window?”, Kathy thought recollecting the position of her bed to her window in her own bed room. She sat up weakly as if she had been sleeping for days.
Another realization had just crossed her mind and caused her much distress- this was not her bed, the blankets were too soft and fluffy and there were too many pillows, which she had little difficulty in differing from the ones you would find on her actual bed since she was completely naked and could feel the sheets with her entire body! Something is very very wrong, Kathy never slept in the nude.
She began to panic and jumped out of the bed and immediately began to feel her way around the pitch black room. The first thing she discovered about her new environment was that the floor was very smooth, like plastic. She had felt along the walls all around the bed, they must have been made of the same substance that made up the floor. There was no obvious exits, no doors, no windows, not even furniture beyond that of the bed she found herself in when she awoke, It was as if she woke up in a plastic box. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she was scared, she curled up in a ball in the corner hoping it was all a nightmare. She couldn’t remember how she had arrived here or even falling asleep in the first place or her last cognitive thoughts before going to sleep to wake up here.
She felt her wrist and felt a plastic like device wrapped tightly around it, possibly made of the same substance as the floor and walls. It wouldn’t come off. It was so light it was no wonder she hadn’t realized it was there until just now yet it was solid as a rock and would not leave its position from her wrist as if it were bolted to her skeleton.
She stayed there in that corner for several minutes until finally lit up the room, slowly, so her eyes could adjust with out the shock. She looked around and she saw exactly what she imagined the room to look like, smooth flat white walls, white ceiling, white floor, even the bed she could now see was completely white, mattress and all. She stood up and quickly looked under the bed as if there might be some sort of trapped door or way in or out under there with no success. Hell, there wasn’t even a source of light in the room, it just looked like the walls themselves were evenly illuminating the room.
She then began to study the device on her wrist. It was white and glossy like the rest of the room but had a screen and a few square buttons next of it, the screen was blank and She was still extremely frightened.
She heard a loud beeping noise and a flashing light coming from the device followed by a feeling of relaxation, her worries began to melt away but not as if she was drugged, she was still very much sober. The device began to speak with a female sounding voiced, it sounded almost robotic with little emotion but emphasis on certain words. Her initial thought of it was how soothing it was to hear another persons voice even if it is just that of a machine.
“Welcome Kathy Smith, You are no doubt wondering where you are and why you are here. The device on your wrist has given you a small sedative because you were having a panic attack. However I cannot tell you about your current location I can tell you that you will be given orders at specific times of the day and if you do not follow our orders the device on your wrist will give you a series of painful shocks until you do. This is part of an experiment on mechanics of the body of the human species.”
After the device tells her this a space on the wall lights up accompanied by a ding sound with black numbers saying “6:30 AM” and below that “Day 1”.
The device began to speak again, “If you need to use the bath room simply touch the highlighted area on the wall to your left” with that a door shaped area of the wall to her left began to glow blue with the letters “BR” on it. “you may maintain your hygiene with this, this is not optional, you will be required to: shower, brush your teeth three times a day with mouth wash + flossing at least once a day.”
The effects of the sedative were still being administered to Kathy who couldn’t seem to manage to become worried about being trapped in a inescapable room naked, she simply sat on the bed listening to her orders attentively.
Right now you must bathe and brush your teeth
At 8 O’ clock AM you will be given your breakfast. Followed by brushing your teeth
AT 11 O’ clock AM you will be given your first order which you will be required to fulfill,
At 3 O’’ clock PM you will be given lunch. Followed by brushing your teeth
At 5 O’ clock PM you will be given your second set of orders.
At 9 O’ clock PM you will be given dinner after which you will be required to brush your teeth along with flossing, clean yourself and go to sleep and then await your orders for tomorrow which may differ from those you have been given today.”
Kathy began to come out of her relaxed state a little and into a state of “WTF” as the device ended its list of instructions.
“Please do not panic, we mean you no harm at all. When we are finished with our tests you may return home.”
With the device stopped glowing, it remained silent for the several minutes Kathy spent contemplating how the fuck she got her self stuck in this sick, fucked up situation. She thought hard, her last memory was playing World of Warcraft all night, perhaps she fell asleep while playing but she doesn’t recall ever feeling drowsy. What the fuck was she going to do? For a while she thought that this must be some sick perverts rape basement and this is some fucked up fantasy of his but further speculation of the room would prove that was an unlikely theory but the only other reason is that she actually is in an alien cell and she is some sort of experiment which itself was somewhat difficult to accept for some odd reason.
Kicking the walls did nothing but hurt her bare foot and make her fall on her naked ass resulting in her wrist device flashing and making her too calm to want to do it again. It was only by touching the highlighted door the device had made out to be a bathroom did she find any sort of escape from the room she had woken up in. The highlighted area on the wall flashed and was gone, in its place was the entrance to another room. She entered cautiously.
It was definitely a bath room, spacious though and completely white. It had a toilet, a sink, and a luxuriously large bath tub with 4 shower heads. Opposite the entrance of the bathroom between the bath tub and the toilet/sink wall was a wall that was entirely made up of a glass mirror. She checked her back to make sure there was nothing attached to it like the device on her wrist, nothing. All she had on her was her thick nerdy glasses and the device secured to her wrist. She began to observe herself in the mirror as all 16 year old teenage girls do and she found humor in the fact that at the moment that her body was all she could think of, possibly a result of the sedative currently coursing through her veins. She looked herself up and down, she hated her body, she was short (5’2) with a bit of a belly and the butt of a girl who never gets any exercise (too much Warcraft) and a completely flat chest that made her look like a little girl, she hated it. All of this made her shape sort of goofy looking but this was mostly just in her head most guys would describe her as kinda cute but not quite sexy. She did however acknowledge that she had a cute face that you could only find on nerdy girls, with nice long straight light brown hair. which always brought up her spirits after looking into a mirror but this time she couldn’t bring herself to smile in the mirror like she usually does because of her current situation. She checked the time which appeared on the area of the wall in front of the sink again, it read “7:22”.
The device began to speak again, “You must bathe and brush your teeth now, failure to do so will result in intense pain”. The idea of which horrified Kathy.
She began the shower which had only one knob which she found strange, the four shower heads began to produce warm water, not too hot, not too cold just perfect. She stepped in and began to clean her self rubbing a bar of soap between her legs and up to her crotch and between the cheeks of her ass. And dried off with a towel that simply appeared in a flash on the wall, once dry she dropped it on the floor, there was another flash and it was gone. She brushed her teeth and thought the tooth paste taste very strange but tried to not think about it too much. She looked around looking for her clothes to put on only to realize she didn’t have any fricken clothes to put on and began feeling stupid, no clothes would appear.
She touched the wall and walked back into the main room, she began to feel worried again, and again the device would beep and with that she no longer worried.
The room had changed, next to the bed was a computer like device, in the middle of the room there was a table with a char. After becoming acquainted with her new environment the clock struck 8 O clock and the device on her wrist said, “Now is time for breakfast you will drink all of it.”
In a flash a clear cup formed on the table in the middle of the room and was filled with a blue liquid.
“This is breakfast, she said aloud?” Looking at the cup with a dumb founded face “You have got to be kidding me.”
These were actually the first words she has said since she got here that weren’t loud curses or interjections.
With that an intense pain began to grow in her wrist, up her arm and eventually her whole body and she screamed, “FINE I’LL DRINK IT FOR FUCK SAKE”. The pain subsided but there was still some pain in her wrist, possibly a reminder of her punishment and how easily it could be brought back.
She grabbed the cup and downed it all, at first she tried drinking the blue liquid as fast as possible but soon found that it wasn’t that bad. It was like nothing she had ever tasted before yet it tasted like something she has always craved, it was strange to say the very least. After downing the cup she realize that she no longer felt hungry, in fact she felt completely satisfied yet not stuffed, it was a nice feeling she thought as the pain in her wrist stopped immediately. She is definitely not in some perverts basement. The device spoke.
“Very well done Kathy! You will await your next orders, in the mean time you may entertain yourself with a library of human literature and music stored on the device next to your new bed. The device is not unlike the one found in your room so it should be simple to figure out.”
Kathy studied it, it was basically the computer in her room but made of the plastic substance that made up almost everything else in the room and was only a monitor with a mouse and keyboard. And no wires to be found anywhere.
She sat down and activated it, it was very simple the library of books and music stored on it was tremendous, the computer possibly had the worlds largest collections of literature and music and even though she never read much she did eventually settled into reading one of the books it had to offer even if it was out of sheer boredom of roaming around what seemed to be the only two available rooms in the whole damn place.
She got lost in the book she was reading and lost track of time, before she knew it, it was 11 O’ clock and the device was once again telling her what she has to do.
“Kathy, its time to begin your daily exercises, you will be told to exercise everyday to make you healthier and more fit.” the device said with a hint of cheeriness in its synthetic voice.
Kathy thought of all the episodes of the Twilight Zone where some alien cooks human beings and eats them.
Beep! Beep! Beep! those thoughts were gone now.
“Failure to do so with result in punishment. You will find your gym to the opposite wall from your bathroom.” With that a new glowing door shaped entrance appeared across the table from the bathroom. “Go now”
Knowing what will happen if she didn’t obey Kathy put her hand on he wall and it opened in a flash. She walked in, another white room but this one had strange equipment which resembled work out gear and benches but sleeker looking, and made of the same material.
“Here we will have you exercise everyday and test your body vitals and overall state of health. You will now be scanned to determine a quality exercise schedule.”
A light engulfed her body for a few seconds which would have freaked her out hadn’t it been for those great wonder drugs they keep shooting into her!
“Scan complete, your first exercise will be on the treadmill for a designated period of time.”
Kathy thought this must be some sort of fat joke but she was really incapable of getting too upset at the moment. She found the tread mill and stepped on, it began slow and a green meter appeared on the wall and the device explained.
“the meter determines how long you will run for today, when it depletes your cardio will end your weight training for today will begin, failure to complete either will result in pain. You are not incapable of finishing the exercise our scans have confirmed it.”
“Oh fuck” Kathy thought, “I cant even fake being too tired with these ass holes”
The sedatives began to immediately wear off and the tread mill began to gain speed. She ran the entire allotted time and it was only after the meter had run out and after a few punishments did she realize just out of shape she really was. They then did some light weight lifting. At one point she was so exhausted that she thought there was no way she could go on, the device on her wrist began to beep and all of a sudden she had a sudden jolt of energy. It must have given her the energy to finish the exercise. Yet after all that she practically had to crawl back into the main room into the bed and lay down, she was not allowed to sleep during what the clock would insist is day time and if she did she would begin to feel the pain again. She decided to take a shower since she stank so much of Body Oder, her entire body was drenched with sweat from the intense work out. It felt like every muscle in her body was broken, the bed soaked up most of her sweat until she mustered the strength to pull herself up and bathe herself. Later when she would return she would see that the sheets of her bed had been changed, this would happen every time she left and came back.
While washing herself off she thought to herself, not having to undress, “Why me?”
The device on her wrist responded to her thoughts, “We only choose human specimens who will most appreciate out services and also have the least to lose from being removed from their habitat”
“Great” she thought, “Not only can it read by thoughts but it knows I’m a loser.”
She would have to entertain herself with a books and music until lunch which of course was another glass of blue shit. The device began to explain the blue substance has everything her body will ever need and then some. A new file appeared on the computer near the bed in the main room explaining some of the dynamics of her new life. The device doesn’t administer sedatives or drugs it turns out but rather restrains the chemicals in her body that cause her to panic and Worry. The jolt of energy she received were extra adrenaline when she absolutely needed it. It went into further detail but it was mostly about the chemicals and nutritional facts about the meals she was going to be given and details on how to operate the wrist device but she couldn’t manage to turn it on, Supposedly she could see her vitals with it and her organ function but no go, it wouldn’t activate and the screen remained blank. It also mentioned little things like how the tooth paste they have will completely repair her teeth and went on to explain its chemical composition which she couldn’t understand at all.
The orders she received at 5 O’ clock were simply to tell her that she was going to receive another body scan which she was thankful for because she would die if she had to exercise again. The day went on rather mundanely.
She had dinner, which was blue stuff again…
And then she bathed and brushed and she went to her bed, the lights dimmed and eventually went out in unison with the light of the computer monitor.
Despite probably being in the depths of a god damn mother ship on the other side of the universe, she must admit, she slept like a baby because of that ass kicking of an exercise she got.
The next morning she was woken up by alarm clock sounds, not unlike the one she had in her room back at home and the first thing she noticed was that the clock on the wall now said “6:30” with “Day 2” underneath. Apparently she wasn’t dreaming and is still apparently deeply fucked.
The day went exactly the same, she would get pissed then that thing on her wrist would beep and then she would drink blue stuff and read a few books and beeps later she would be forced to exercise different muscle groups as the device described to her and then she would read books, drink blue stuff, read books, get scanned, read books, drink blue stuff. And then sleep All through out the day she was given glasses of water and ordered to drink all of it to keep her body hydrated.
By day 4 of this she was going fucking nuts, it was made more than obvious that this was not a dream and at this point she would have preferred to be in a rapists basement because then at least she would have another god damn human being to converse with even if he was raping her ass. The work outs were brutal up to this point and only getting harder, they added weight to everything everyday and she had to run for a minute longer everyday.
When it became 11 O’ clock she began contemplating to completely refuse to exercise even if it meant being punished she didn’t care but she was pleasantly surprised to find out that today she wouldn’t need to exercise, today was a rest day. She thanked god, she was as happy as a child during a snow day. She got to just read and listen to music all day while spread out naked enjoying her comfy bed. She noticed something strange, when she began reading on the first day she could barely read a single paragraph without her mind wondering but now she read entire novels in under an hour comprehensively and remembering everything once she had read them. She was beginning to read more complex literature. Was she really becoming smarter? The wrist device would soon answer her query.
“Yes, the meals you are served not only will accelerate your physical progression from your exercises but also enhance your cognitive abilities.”
After hearing this she began testing you mental abilities on science and math text books provided by the computer and was astounded by the amount of knowledge she retained from them. She read them over and over until she retained everything, tomorrow she would attempt more challenging texts.
On the morning of the Fifth day she woke up brushed her teeth and before getting into the shower noticed something in the mirror, she had lost a good amount of weight. Her no loner looked oddly proportioned, now she looked like a thin nerdy girl with some muscle tone. She was ecstatic with joy because up to this point her body had always been ugly and she never thought she’d ever get in good shape. She flexed her abdominal muscles and saw a few outlines of developing abs. she felt great, no need for wrist beeping today she said to herself.
She was actually sort of bummed when she found out that today was also a day of rest, she was hoping that morning that they would be able to hit the gym again. She just sat in bed again reading but from time to time would go back to the mirror to see her developing body again.
Not to say things were all hunky dorry after that but she was glad that she was getting something out of this fucked up relationship.
By the 8th day Kathy had 4 visible abs on her slim torso and a nicely sculpted ass, she flexed and posed in front of the mirror naked, she even tried doing a few sexy dances for shits and giggles. Wow, she was looking so good she was starting to turn herself on. However she began to wonder how long she was going to have to stay here, what’s the point of having a rocking body if she couldn’t show anybody. The device answered her prayers.
“After you get to a certain point of physical fitness you will begin your second series of tests including other subjects.”
The screen of the wrist device lit up and showed statistics of her current state of health, absolutely everything from the progression of her cognitive abilities to the quality of health of every single organ in her body. A lot of it was completely incomprehensible, amounts of chemicals in organs rates at which they are excreted. She thought that she ought to look up what it means on the computer library, not feeling intimidated of being overwhelm by the complexity of it.
Over the next few days of exercises and rest and speeding through books she would be absolutely fascinated with the changes in her body and her overall health described by the wrist device.
By the 14th day she would look at herself in the mirror and see a absolute knock out, she had a great, slim 6 pack. Muscular legs and back but beefy, just really, really toned in a sexy way. She thought it was a damn shame there weren’t any clothes allowed in here apparently and began practicing her silly sexy dance and looks in the mirror. She began to really study herself move. She began shaving her pubic hair to give herself a better view of her body in all of its glory. The cool air felt nice on her now truly naked pussy.
She began to rub her right nipple, her tits were still very small but right now she liked the way she look. She gave herself dirty looks in the mirror, sultry looks. She began to rub her clit and gasped in pleasure. Finger fucking herself never felt like this before. She hadn’t masturbated since she got here in fear of being recorded but she couldn’t control herself anymore. She shoved her middle finger into her cunt and her pussy immediately began to convulse with the ecstasy of a deep full bodied orgasm. She could feel every single vein pulsing blood into her loins as if each vein was being finger fucked as well, synchronized with her thumping heart beats. When she looked down at her crotch she saw how wet her inner thighs were, her pussy was literal flooding with her natural slick fuck juices.
She didn’t want to be quiet anymore, who would even care if she began to scream in pleasure. She began to fuck her hand like a completely slut without a care in the world, screaming obscenities. When she finally brought herself to her second orgasm she couldn’t sit up right any more, she fell back while her pussy muscles went to work on her poor little fingers. Her eyes rolled up to the top of her head as she made loud gasping sounds before going into a full out scream as she peaked, her pussy shot a stream of juice that doused the entire mirror while she spasmed on the floor with her knees up to her chest and her hips going back and forth as if fucking a phantom dick.
As she came back to reality she had a smile on her face a mile wide, she knew that as her health and fitness grew so did her sex drive and she suspected that there were at least four times as many nerves in her pussy now than before. She checked her wrist device to see the progression in her genitalia since she arrived, there weren’t more nerves in her pussy now but they were now extremely more sensitive and her G-stop has grown much larger making it hard to miss. She sat up reflecting on her masturbation session when she began to look in the mirror again. It made sense that her horniness was caused by her activities in this cell because the only times she’d flick her bean back at home was when she was curious about how it would feel and not really because she was horny, not like this.
She began to think of what her body lacked and it was obvious, she wanted bigger tits. She had a thought.
“Hey you” Kathy said to the device on her wrist as she tapped on the screen.
“May I help you?”
“I know this may sound stupid but… are you able to make my breasts bigger? I mean you have already done so much already”
“this will be part of your next stage of training which should begin in a few days as your physical training is nearing completion.”
“Really no Joke?”
“Yes”
Kathy thought she didn’t need to hear anymore but then she began to wonder, why does the next stage of training include making my tits bigger? The machine read her thoughts and replied.
“You will be paired up with a human much later and we have found that human males of your culture are extremely attracted to females with large breasts and fit bodies. Your mate will be chosen by your own preference in human males to find the best match.”
Kathy was disgusted at first but then she started to imagine her dream guy coming in and getting it on like animals just like she did in the mirror just now. Damn she couldn’t stop thinking about fucking since she finger fucked herself, she was going nuts. In fact the idea of a any guy coming in and fucking sounded like paradise especially since she’s been so alone but there were so many questions to be asked first. She thought and all she could manage to think of asking was “why” to which the device had no reply meaning probably meaning that information was off limits.
Kathy was not a virgin, she had sex a few times before but it was never very glorious. Her first boyfriend if you could really call it that was a boy from another high school she had met through a friend when she was 15 (he was 18) who would ask her out to the movies. When we had went we had went the movie was terrible and they were practically the only people in the theater. He had began to feel her up, and she was so desperate for this guy to like her that she had let him and eventually tried to make it romantic by kissing him but before she knew it she had his tongue exploring her gum line, she would be lying if she said she didn’t enjoy it though. Kathy’s heart stopped when he started to undo the button and fly of his pants and pulled them down enough to whip out his hard cock. He whispered things into her ear, about how beautiful she was and that he thinks they really have something special together. She would eventually be convinced to suck him off right there in the back corner of that theater. It wasn’t too bad, at the time she was convinced that what she was doing was romantic and beautiful and his dick didn’t really taste like anything and his precum actually didn’t taste that bad. She really didn’t know what she was doing though, she was just doing what she had seen in porn movies she had watched purely out of curiosity, apparently she was doing something right because in a matter of minutes she had him painting the back of her throat with his seed, she couldn’t let it slip out onto his pants so she swallowed it which did kind of gross her out but she had a sip of her coke and she was over it quickly.
After the movie he had her bent over behind a secluded dumpster around back taking it in the pussy after he had eaten her out a bit to get her wet. With her leaning against a brick wall he pounded away, leaving her ass red because his lower gut was slapping into her sow hard as his sac was swinging back and forth occasionally slapping her in the clit when his fully engorged dick would quickly and completely impale her. it’s a wonder no one found them with the sounds of slapping flesh coming from behind that dumpster. They didn’t talk much of the rest of the night.
He would ask her out a few more times for the next two weeks, always ending in fucking her right out in the open and eventually he would stop calling all together and when she finally did get in contact with him he would tell her that he didn’t think things were working out even after telling her how much she loved her before finger fucking her in a restaurant they had gone to the other night followed by a fucking her in a bathroom stall.
The only other person she has ever had sex with was a boy she had met at a anime convention (she was quite the nerd) who shared common interests, he was sweet/nerdy and kind of resembled the main character of one of her favorite anime shows. He was slim but not skinny and rather tall with short brown hair and bright blue eyes.
She would take him back to the room she was staying in that night not necessarily with fucking in mind but that’s how it had turned out anyway. She would be his first and it was obvious because he was really nervous and when they had actually began to fuck it didn’t take him very long to fill his rubber with his cum. She thought it was cute, perhaps the sex wasn’t better but it was slightly more romantic than her previous relationship. Actually it was funny because his dick was noticeably bigger than the guy who took her virginity even if he nervous in the service.
She would give him a blow job in the bathroom of the convention on the second day and in their last night together they did finally have satisfying sex, he wasn’t so nervous anymore. They would continue to chat over the internet but they never considered each other boy friend and girl friend and she was ok with that.
But now she felt absolutely sex crazed, not just that she wanted to constantly get off but constantly thinking of cocks, sucking, fucking and jerking them. She began to love everything about them.
At the 22nd day she was no longer making progress in exercising, she was at peak physical fitness, the level they wanted her at anyway. She looked like a goddess of sexiness she was in such amazing shape, she felt good too, she had more energy and was always in a good mood, she was finger fucking herself every morning and night. The device told Kathy that she would no longer have to work out. That morning Kathy was served a cup of pink liquid instead of the blue liquid she was normally served, she didn’t think twice about drinking it. After all the punishments from times of disobedience since she has gotten here she has sort of lost her ability to think about things they tell her to do before actually doing them. They told her that she would no longer be required to exercise on the machines but could do so if she felt fit to which she did regularly, it made her feel good she liked feeling exhausted after a work out now.
After the first day of drinking the mysterious pink liquid she woke up and realized that her crotch and pussy were drenched in pussy juice. She sat there looking at it in awe, becoming more aroused, thinking about how a big dick would feel in there and before she knew it she was fucking a pillow with three fingers jammed up her cunt soaking her sheets with squirt after squirt of her warm slippery girl cum.
Already exhausted she when to the bath room and looked in the mirror to see that her breasts had grown a little bit, Maybe a B cup now. She got so excited she began rubbing them and finger fucking herself in front of the mirror right away legs spread with one hiked up on the toilet next to her so she could really get in there. She made no attempt to be quiet anymore, when she masturbated, in fact she fantasized about lots of people seeing her go crazy on herself. She had her technique down pat, she would finger her G-spot with three fingers in one hand and with the thumb of that same hand rub the inner folds of her pussy and with her other hand she would alternate between slapping her tits, ass, and clit and calling herself a slut in the mirror. She would eventually end up on the floor of the bath room with both her new toned muscular legs straight up in the air, toes tightly curled and every muscle in her legs spasming as she began cleaning the mirror with her cum.
She would cum 8 more times in the morning and 29 more times in the afternoon. The device on her wrist would go on to tell her at the end of the day that this was the initial effect of the sex hormone treatment and that she would begin to get used to and begin to control her own sex drive a lot more in a few days.
Every time she would fuck herself she would Fantasize about having her pussy filled with a big cock, she imagined every single detail about the cock, its exact shape, size, color, taste and how it would feel displacing the area in her pussy. She wasn’t concerned with romance anymore.
Her fantasies would have extreme emphasis on fucking without a rubber, it made her feel free. She loved the idea of having her cunt filled to the brim with hot sticky cum without even being worried about being knocked up.
She was laughing when she was given a 8 inch dildo by the wrist device, she was told that it would get her ready for getting fucked by a real dick and just a bunch of fingers crammed in her pussy. They also gave her access to library pornography on her computer and access to a catalog of sex toys and human clothing she could summon if she chose to but for right now she wanted to try out her new toy.
The dildo was made of a strange substance, almost flesh like. It was think a realistic looking, flesh colored, with big veins going up it from the base of a big soft pair of fake balls with a suction cup on the bottom of all of it so she can fix it to the floor or a wall.
She would use it every time she would fuck herself and she even began fucking her own ass with it with the lube provided after reading a few adult novels she found in the computer library which inspired her to figure out new ways to fuck herself. She would take the dildo and see how far she could get it down her throat. After a few hours of practice she had deep throating down to a science.
She had gotten an idea, she had asked the wrist device if she could create 2 handle bars near the wall, it complied without responding . With a flash, to handle bars with grips appeared on the wall, she fixed the dildo to the wall and grabbed onto the handle bars and hoisted herself up with her feet flat against the wall. This would combine two of her new favorite things in the world, exercising and fucking herself. She began to fuck the dildo wall like an animal. She was absolutely balls deep impaled on this fake dick, the head would kiss her cervix hard with every hump. She was so full up, she could feel every fold of her inner pussy wall be stretched tight over the shaft making sloppy squishy sounds every time her sweaty ass cheeks would retreat and return to the fat balls of the dildo. Her arm and leg muscles weren’t the only ones at work here, she was constantly squeezing her groin muscles so hard that it would probably leave a hickey on a normal guys dick. She found herself not only fucking it to reach her own orgasm but with a false sense of thinking she could actually milk this fake cock for all its worth and get herself knocked up.
She eventually managed to pull her self away from the wall after deciding to knock it up another notch, she would ask the device to create a pair of handle bars on the ceiling above the bed and in a flash it was so. She jumped up and grabbed one of the handle bars with one hand and pulled herself up and with the other hand shoved her new toy on the ceiling as it was one the wall previously. She hoisted herself up into position and before she knew it she was banging the shit out of that ceiling and its new dick. The new positioning had it so that the dick would ram her oversized G-spot every time and she was cumming over and over. She would fuck the ceiling screaming and creaming all over herself for close to an hour without stopping for a second before not having the strength to pull her pussy back onto that dick and gave off one final squirt that would rain down over the entire room, relieving a great amount of pressure she had been feeling up to that point.
She dropped like a fly down onto the bed with her exhausted fingers going straight to her clit and the ceiling raining her own fluids on her new, beautiful body, barely able to tremble with the remaining pleasure because of pure exhaustion.. She would fall asleep rubbing her clit the entire time, the computers would not interrupt her sleep during these next few days.
By the 5th day of drinking the mysterious pink liquid she had learned to control her new found sex drive a little more, limiting her masturbation sessions to 6 times a day, one ever 2 hours for the most part. The device told her that her body would now produce large amounts of sex hormones naturally without the pink liquid.
Her tits had grown to a D cup which looked huge on her small frame. Her ass, once just thin and muscular after days of exercise was now filled out, voluptuous and perfectly heart shaped. Her curves were fucking amazing, she was constantly feeling them and groping them especially when she lost control and had one of her crazed masturbation sessions using every type of sex toy the computer next to her bed had to offer different dildos and vibrators she would summon from the computer. And one point she had 3 vibrating eggs taped to each one of her tits, a rather large butt plug deep in her ass hole and sitting on a sybian on max vibration settings as she had a vibrating egg deep in her pussy as she held another vibrator up to her clit. She would fuck her self so hard that it had become a common occurrence that her eyes would roll up to the back of her head and she would pass out from the over stimulation.
She went through the catalog of clothing on the computer and began trying on all types of revealing clothing like tight baby tees that revealed her midriff and lower back and could barely conceal her massive tits with miniskirts that did a poor job of censoring her round sexy tight ass. The clothes would never stay on for long before she stripped or ripped them off in front of the mirror and began to fuck herself. She would wear clothes she could never pull off with her old lousy body, she was so thankful for her new body.
It had been a really long time since she had thought anything negative of her cell or even her captors, some might consider this insanity but she now thought of it as paradise, she never received this much attention and care as she did in her hometown, perhaps the aliens really did brain wash her, she didn’t give a fuck, it felt good and that’s all she cared about. It was hard to be mad after all they had given her.
However she did becoming a little concerned when she was told that she would be meeting her first mate today (28th day). She began to worry if they would mess up and send her a really gross fat dude or maybe a farm animal since they don’t know how to tell the difference between humans and animals.
Her wristband began to beep and she began to relax but she thought it for the best because she didn’t want to worry about it anymore. She knew that in any case her captors knew what was best for her.…
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Anna has a secret crush that she has been admiring from afar.
So I abandoned my first ever story on here awhile ago and started this one and have been working on it for a long time so here is chapter one im waiting to see the reaction from this one
Annabelle’s life has been just one disaster after another; that is until she met Echo. a strange boy, who leads to many strange events to come. If you dont like long and detailed stories, that break slowly into the sex, stop reading. this is not for you.
A young paladin on sabbatical gets involved, woe is he.
This story is long, slow, and sweet. The first 40% is just character development and my attempt at recapturing the feeling of meeting new friends that you really, really click with. If this isn’t your cup of tea, you should probably skip it. As usual, comment with whatever, although I’m really confused by the people who comment about potatoes.
First Story in A Series (Open for input)
I recommend reading part 1 if you haven’t already
I realize now that I did mess up the “Shaw” thing but it seems unnatural to change it now.
Sorry this took so long it was the combination of life and writers block .
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She was woken by a whispered “Sari, its time, you have to get up now.” The naked breast resting on Sari’s shoulder as the girl leaned over her was an instant reminder of where she was and the days events that led her here. As so many other times today she felt overwhelmed by the many emotions running through her. She felt scared and lonely at the thought that she might never see her family again, yet strangely excited by this new erotic world she was entering. She was scared that she didn’t know enough or wouldn’t be able to please the Shaw. On top of all that the girls hand on her hip, her lips so close to Sari’s ear she could feel her breath and her breast resting on Sari’s shoulder was really exciting her. A girl was turning her on, what was wrong with her? As she started to roll to the girl that had woken her she was so relieved to see it was Nariah that she leaned in and kissed her. Both mouths opened and tongues swirled together the second their lips met. Nariah moaned into Sari’s mouth as she wrapped an arm around her head and pulled her mouth tighter to hers. Sari felt Nariah shift her weight and start to climb onto the bed with her. She spread her stocking covered legs when she felt Nariah’s leg start to move between them.
Everything came to a very sudden halt with a loud *SMACK*! As Nariah jumped back rubbing her ass cheek. Sari heard a voice she had already come to know and fear. “Enough, there is no time for this. It would seem you already have a fan. Nariah here practically begged me to be the one to wake and prepare you.” Their Mistress then turned on Nariah “I brought you here to do a job, now do it!” With that she move to a corner and seemed to be paying very little attention to the girls.
Nariah came forward and knelt before Sari who was now sitting on the edge of the bed. She slid her hands up either side of one of her thighs. Just as Sari started to lean back enjoying the feeling of Nariah’s hands, the girl hooked her fingers into the edge of her stocking and started to pull it down. Once it was off she repeated with the other leg. Nariah then rose and went to the chest of drawers which was the only other furniture in the room and came back with a fresh set. As she once again knelt Sari raised her leg to help the girl get the stockings on. Once again she was mesmerized by how soft and cool the fabric was. Checking over her shoulder to make sure it was safe Nariah leaned forward and planted a delicate kiss at the top of Sari’s pussy as she was pulling the second stocking into place. This done she took one of Sari’s hands in her own and pulled Sari up with her as she started to rise. Sari let herself be pulled up by Nariah and when she was finally standing she found herself extremely close to the girl. Nariah leaned in and whispered “You need to be ready, he is not often gentle.” As she said this she drug a finger across the slit of Sari’s pussy. Nariah made herself busy around Sari, brushing her hair out, making sure that nothing was missed when she was shaved earlier that day, making sure Sari would be perfect for her visit to the Shaw. Nariah took every chance she got, as well as made up several excuses to brush across Sari’s pussy or tweak a nipple. Nariah liked Sari and wanted her to enjoy her first time as much as possible, so she was going out of her way to keep Sari excited and wet. She doubted the Shaw would take the time. After everything else was prepared she walked around behind Sari and hooked a finger into the string loop of the phallus that was still in her ass. She gave it a couple playful tugs before she pulled it free while kissing Sari’s neck and whispering a good luck to her. The phallus had been in her ass so long Sari had almost forgotten about it. Forgotten until she felt the immeasurable relief of having it out of her. Sari couldn’t restrain her moan as it pulled free. Nariah stepped back and announced “She is ready Mistress.”
Their Mistress was shaken out of her thoughts and took a quick walk around Sari to make sure nothing had been forgotten. Nariah had done this for her partner many times but the Shaw was particularly interested in this girl and she didn’t want anything to be missed. Satisfied that everything was in order she said “Alright lets go.”
They led Sari down an amazing labyrinth of hallways so deep Sari knew there was no way she could find her way back to even the room they had just left. They came to the end of a hall. A large set of doors in front of her. She knew this was it. Her heart was pounding so hard she could barely hear her Mistress ask “Do you remember what I taught you this morning?”
“Y-y-yes Mis-stress” she was barely able to stammer out. And she was able to recall most of her lessons.
Her Mistress took a step forward and for the first time was gentle with Sari. She put a hand on her shoulder and said “Try to relax girl, it will be much better that way. I didn’t have enough time to train you but I still think you will be ok”
With that her Mistress stepped back and opened the door “She is ready your Highness.”
Sari hesitated for just one second, unsure, before realizing there was no turning back and walked through the door. As soon she caught her first glimpse of the Shaw everything she had learned throughout the day was quickly forgotten. For only the second time today she felt naked, squirming a little, trying to find a way to cover herself without him realizing what she was doing, all while he stood in a thin robe of the deepest red, staring back at her. He was beautiful. He was tall and had a broad and powerful build, a full head of short cropped dark hair, and piercingly focused eyes. He had a casual yet confident way about him. As he started to make his way towards Sari she did the only thing she could think of and sank down to her knee’s. Head down she muttered a shaky “Your Highness.”
Then she heard the door pulled closed behind her.
He couldn’t help but smile seeing her reaction. So many girls had reacted this way when being in his presence, even some of the best trained, and this girl couldn’t have had but a couple of hours training at the most. Slowly he walked around her as she kneeled before him, taking in the beauty he had acquired earlier that morning. Her golden hair with just a touch of curl to it. Full breasts just a little bigger then would fit into his hands, her full hips and round ass that he knew would fill out perfectly as she got just a little older. Full lips, cute little nose, and startling green eyes. She was perfect. He’d gone through the day completely distracted. Managing the affairs of his office with only half a mind. He found his cock stirring many times through out the day when his mind would wander to the things he wanted to do her, that he almost had one of his girls take care if it. Now that she was here in front of him, he was glad he had decided to wait. As he came back around in front of her he shrugged out of his thin robe letting it fall to the ground. He was already completely hard in anticipation.
As the Shaw made his way in front of her Sari braved a quick glance up at him. He had removed his robe and as her eyes move up his body she realized that the leather phallus her Mistress had worn was an exact duplicate of his hard cock. Only his was standing straight up instead of hanging between his legs. Her eyes continued up until they met his staring down at her. Afraid she had made an error looking at him she quickly lowered her eyes. As she started to lower he gaze, her vision passed over his hard cock again and she was reminded that she was there for a reason. She figured he was probably waiting for her, wondering what was taking so long. With that she leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.
He gasped as she took his cock into her mouth. Not only out of pleasure but shock as well. Even some of the most well trained girls had to be told to begin, and this girl with barely any training at all wasted no time. He knew it was going to be a great night.
Sari felt the Shaw place his hands on the back of her head as she started working his cock in and out of her mouth. His hands weren’t exactly forcing her, more like guiding her forward and back while she was still in control. It didn’t take more then a few seconds for her lessons of the day to start to come back to her. She raised one hand to cup and massage the Shaw’s balls. She also remembered Nariah’s warning and used her other hand to tease her pussy to keep it nice and ready for whatever he had planned for her. It also didn’t take long for Sari to realize she actually enjoyed doing this for the Shaw. His occasional moans made her feel like she was doing a good job despite all her fears. She found she enjoyed not only the feeling of his cock in her mouth but also enjoyed the taste. She especially loved looking up at him as he leaned his head back with a sigh every time she took a second to roll her tongue around the head of his cock. Soon she started to feel the Shaw’s hands on her head become a little more forceful pushing her down on his cock each time making her take just a little more. At first she found it difficult not to gag as his cock hit the back of her throat but she quickly learned that if she just relaxed it would slide right down her throat with no problems. She heard the Shaw’s breathing become erratic and felt his penis start to throb in her mouth and throat. She remembered her Mistress’ warning and prepared to drink whatever her Shaw gave her. The Shaw’s fingers tightened and painfully took two fists full or Sari’s hair and very forcefully pulled her forward until his cock was completely buried in her mouth and throat. The Shaw gave a loud grunt as she felt his cock flex and release the first of many streams of a salty fluid deep into her throat. She began swallowing everything he gave as more and more was unloaded into her. As the flow of fluid slowed and came to a stop she felt his hands relax and release her hair, Sari then began to work his cock in and out of her mouth again. She made sure to get every last drop from his cock. Not only was she warned that she would be punished if she missed any, but she found she actually enjoyed the taste as well. Only when his cock started to soften and she was sure she hadn’t missed any did she let him slip from her mouth, again looking down.
Sari sat there looking down for what seemed like and eternity before she mumbled a quiet “I hope that pleased you, your Highness.”
She grew fearful when she heard her Shaw chuckle but felt great pleasure when he took her chin in his hands and making her look up at him as he smiled down on her and replied “More then I could have ever hoped for.” With that he pulled her up to her feet and guided her over to the bed. Sari had never seen a bed as large as this. Her whole family could have fit in this bed. It was covered in rich blankets of bright red silk, the same color of the robe he had been wearing earlier. He laid her down on her back in the center of this enormous bed and sat beside her. “Tell me, have you ever used your fingers to bring pleasure to yourself child?” he asked her.
Sari blushed at the question and looked away embarrassed. “Yes your Highness, though it was nothing like what i have experienced today.” she replied.
He only chucked and said “Its nothing to be embarrassed about. Its actually very natural. In fact I want you to try again, use what you learned earlier today”
“Now your Highness?”
“Yes child. Now.” The Shaw then placed a hand between her legs and started to pull the closest one towards him. Effectively spreading her legs. His hand remained and stroked up and down her stockings covered thigh.
Sari resigned herself to her fate. As embarrassed as she was, she knew she didn’t have a choice. She moved a hand between her legs and started to trace the length of her slit with one finger. Just barely grazing across the top of her lips. After a couple of passes of her finger across the top of her lips she let her finger dip between the folds to get some of her moisture on her finger. Then slid the finger up between her pussy lips till it found its way to that little nub at the top. With one last glance at her Shaw, who was smiling down at her, Sari closed her eyes and decided to enjoy what she was doing.
Yet again the Shaw was amazed with the girl he was watching. He loved watching girls bring themselves pleasure. There was so much you could learn from watching. What they enjoyed or avoided, what seemed to bring extra sensations and what had seemly little effect. The problem was that very few girls were able to get over their nervousness or embarrassment of having a man watch this private moment. Yet again this girl with almost no training at all seemed to be able to do what so many well trained girls couldn’t. The Shaw sat and watched as this girl rolled her clit around in her fingers. Mouth open, eyes closed breathing heavily. He couldn’t believe his eyes when she rolled slightly to the side and slid her other hand beneath herself to start to tease her ass at the same time.
Sari had lost her self in the moment, while she had forgotten where she was, she hadn’t forgotten the things she had learned today. One of the things that had continually set her off today was when one of the girls had paid attention to her ass. So Sari leaned to the side and moved her free hand beneath her. She extended one finger and started to trace it around the ring of her anus while still working her click with her other hand. When she couldn’t take it anymore she moved to slide a finger into both openings. She was brought suddenly back to herself as the Shaw’s hand caught her hand that had been working her pussy.
“Not here, I will be the first to enter here!”
He then brushed her had completely away from her pussy as he started climbing between her legs. He motioned to the hand that had been under her and said “Keep doing that.”
As the Shaw knelt between her legs he used his fingers to pull her lips apart and pull her hood back. She first felt his tongue down near her entrance, but it wasn’t until he had worked his way up to licking her clit that she finally slid the tip of her finger into her ass. She let out a moan as the Shaw sucked her clit into her mouth while still flicking it back and forth with his tongue. He just kept brushing his tongue back and forth across her clit, over and over again and she knew it wouldn’t be much longer until she was washed away in that overwhelming tidal wave of pleasure. As that moment came she grabbed a fist full of her Shaw’s hair and pulled him tight to her pussy with her free hand. Some how the Shaw was able to maintain his hold on her clit with his mouth even though she knew she was bucking her hips wildly against him. Just as she began to think this feeling might never end she felt him release her clit from his mouth. It wasn’t until this moment that she realized that her finger was completely buried in her ass. She released her hold on her Shaw’s hair, worried she might be punished for her actions. But when she looked down to see his reaction. He simply grinned at her.
The Shaw had been so turned on by what had just happened he couldn’t wait any longer. He moved up her body to take her. Stopping for just a moment to nibble at her nipples. Taking his place above her, his cock poised at the entrance to her virgin pussy, he whispered down to her “This will probably hurt for a few moments, I will make it as gentle as possible.” With that he pushed into her
Sari felt the head of the Shaw’s penis working its way into her. It hadn’t gotten very far when she felt the resistance, it did hurt, then she felt as if she was being torn apart inside of her as he forced the rest of his cock inside of her. Just as she was about to scream out, she realized that the worst was over. The Shaw was sitting very still inside of her and she was quickly getting accustomed to having him there. Having given her a moment to adjust she felt him start to slowly pull himself back out. Just as the tip was the only thing left inside of her, he switched and slowly, gently started pushing back into her. He continued this long slow stroke in and out of her for a few moments she found herself actually enjoying it. She started to rock her hips in rhythm with him. Raising her hips up to meet his downward thrusts into her.
The Shaw felt her start to respond to his movements and started to move faster inside of her. She matched his pace. Faster and faster they moved together. The Shaw, having just cum in her mouth not long before, was able to keep this up for a long while. Hearing her panting moans under him only excited him more, pushing faster and harder into her. He remembered her playing with her ass when she was masturbating so he moved a hand down, lifting one of her legs just a little and slid a finger to her ass.
As Sari felt the Shaw’s finger start to work its way into her ass she knew that once again she was going to be swept away. She lifted both her legs and wrapped them around the Shaw’s waist and began humping her hips against him as hard as she could.
Sari’s legs wrapped around his waist only drove the Shaw on further, he started thrusting as hard and deep into her as he could, their bodies slapping together with each thrust, he knew he couldn’t hold out much longer.
Sari screamed out as the most intense orgasm she had yet experienced rocked through her body. Her arms and legs wrapped tightly around her Shaw as he pounded into her over and over again.
Feeling Sari’s pussy pulsing around his cock was more then the Shaw could take. He gave a loud grunt as he started shooting his cum inside her. Blast after blast rocked him as it left his body and into hers. He couldn’t believe how much cum he had after cumming so recently. His hips finally slowed then stopped with him still inside her. They were both panting and out of breath. Slowly he pulled his now withering cock out of her and moved to lay beside her.
After they had both caught their breathe and regained a little composure the Shaw looked down. He saw his cock as well as her thighs and the tops of her stockings had her virginal blood on them. He got up and made his way to the door. Pulling it open he spoke to someone on the other side “Send in some girls, and I want their Mistress as well.” With that he closed the door.
He had barely taken a few steps from the door when it opened back up and two girls dressed only in white stockings entered the room, Sari didn’t recognize either of them. The Shaw turned to them and said “Where is your Mistress?”
One of the girls bowed and said “She will be here in a moment, she has already been sent for.”
“Take her and get her cleaned up and bring her back to me.” The Shaw told the girl while motioning to Sari.
The two girls came and pulled Sari to her feet and started to guide her back out the door. Sari let herself be guided along as her legs were feeling a little shaky. Just as they were leaving the room they saw their Mistress walking in. She gave Sari a quick glance before hurrying to the Shaw saying “You called for me your Highness?”
The last thing Sari heard the Shaw say before she was hurried down the hall was “Yes, I called for you because I’m really going to need someone who knows what they are doing.” Sari was ashamed of herself, she was sure she had done something wrong, she hadn’t pleased him. She had gotten so lost in her own enjoyment that she forgot what she was there for. Was she going to be punished? What would happen to her now?
What Sari had missed was the conclusion to the Shaw’s statement. “That girl is just amazing, I don’t know how you got such results in only a few hours time. I have one opening left and I intend to break her in completely. I need you to get me ready for her again.” The Mistress dropped to her knee’s without saying a word and took his cock into her mouth. Part of the reason she was given the position she had was how she was able to please the Shaw. She held nothing back. Sucking and working his cock at first with little result, but she continued her work.
Meanwhile, Sari had been taken just a little down the hall to another bathing room. This pool was not as large as the one she had visited earlier that day, but was still huge compared to the copper tub she was used to. The girls quickly stripped her out of her stockings and led her to the pool. The girls were very efficient about their work this time. They cleaned her as they had been ordered to, but nothing more. They put fresh stockings on her legs and led her back to the Shaw’s quarters.
As they entered the Shaw’s quarters the first the she saw was her Mistress down on her knee’s working his once again hard cock in her mouth. Sari was ashamed. She hadn’t been able to please her Shaw so he called in for someone who could.
When the Shaw saw Sari’s return he pulled his cock free from the mouth that had aroused him again and said “Dismissed, all three of you.” Sari watched as her Mistress rose from her knees and walked over to take the two girls in arm and lead them out of the room. Closing the door as she left.
The Shaw moved over and took a bowl off a shelf, She could see that it was filled with the same cream he had used on the girls earlier that morning as he had inspected them. He looked over at her and said “Lay back down, on your stomach this time.”
Sari did as she was told. Laying down in the middle of the bed on her stomach she watched as the Shaw sat down by her and dipped his finger into the cream. His finger came out of the bowl with a fair amount of the cream on it and moved behind her. She wasn’t surprised as his finger came in contact with her ass, though the cold still made her jump a little. He gently massaged the cream around her ass for a moment before his finger entered her ass smoothly. After rubbing some of the cream inside of her ass she felt him remove his finger and saw it return to the bowl. He then proceeded to rub some of the cream on his cock before he set the bowl down. The Shaw once again moved between her legs and positioned his cock right at the opening of her ass. She heard him whisper “I will try to be gentle here as well.” Sari felt his cock pressing down not a moment after he had finished speaking.
Sari was instantly grateful for the phallus that has been in her ass for the better part of the day. Even though it hadn’t even been half the size of her Shaw’s cock she could only imagine how painful this would have been without it. Even though the Shaw was gentle it was still painful. Not unbearable, but painful. Just as she felt like she couldn’t take anymore she felt his hips hit her butt. Once again he gave her a moment to adjust before continuing. As her body began to adjust to having his cock in her ass Sari gave a small nod letting her Shaw know she was ready. Again he started slowly, using all of his length to work gently in and out of her ass. It wasn’t long before Sari was finally comfortable. She found herself wondering why all of the attention to her ass had gotten her so worked up until now. While the Shaw working himself in and out of her ass was nice it didn’t seem to have the same effect on her.
As overwhelmed as the Shaw was by the tight silky hole he was working his cock into he couldn’t help but notice Sari’s lack of enthusiasm. He had seen this before and knew exactly what to do. He pulled his hips off her slightly and started to work a hand under her.
Sari felt her Shaw’s hand trying to work its way under her hips and lifted as best she could with him over her. As his hand found its destination his fingers quickly went to work on her clit. The combination of his cock in her ass and his fingers on her clit was more then she could take. She couldn’t decide if she wanted to grind her hips down into his hand or to push back onto his cock. It didn’t take long for her to find her rhythm though. Pushing back into him as he drove his cock into her ass and grinding her hips forward into his hand as he pulled back. Sari was so overwhelmed by these sensations that her massive orgasm surprised even her.
Feeling Sari’s hips working under him only drove the Shaw on. Her tight ass milking his cock was almost more then he could take. He knew he wouldn’t last long. When he felt her ass clamp down on his cock in her orgasm it was more then he could take. Once again he sent wave after wave of cum into this girl. It wasn’t much since he had already cum twice tonight but he was still surprised at how much he had to give her. He left his cock buried in her ass until he felt her spasms subside then pulled himself free and collapsed onto his back beside her.
Sari laid still catching her breath as she listened to his breath slow from a ragged pant into the slow, deep, even breaths of someone asleep. She couldn’t help but wonder if she had pleased him this time, or had she once again gotten too lost in her own pleasure. Her last thoughts before sleep took her was what would happen to her if she didn’t.
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