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The Island- Chapter 1

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

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Sarah’s Dick

Hiya, my name is Sarah. I’m 13 years old. I’m pretty (everybody says so), blonde hair, green eyes and pink lips. I live in California and spend a lotta time outside so it’s kinda hard not to get a tan you know? I’m happy with how I look. I’m slim (“too skinny” my mom says, always tries to make me eat more,) but I like it, all my favourite celebs are skinny! I’m not tall but that’s okay, can always find a nice tall guy to reach for me ha ha. My boobs haven’t started to get big yet but mom says they will soon and not to worry. The only thing that I don’t like about my body… I’m embarrassed to say. The only other people who know are my parents… Okay, I think I trust you. I was born with both sex organs, that is I have both a vagina and a penis. See? I told you it was embarrassing. Normally the penis is removed but there was a complication that stopped them removing mine. It’s never been a problem before (except wearing really tight panties to hide the bulge down there) but recently… well I looked it up online, it’s called getting erections. They happen at really odd times too! Like when I’m with the girls and look at their bodies (can’t help looking sometimes) or when I see a cute guy. It first happened a few days ago. I was at school and daydreaming as usual. I was looking at Cindy Michaels legs, wishing I had legs like that, so long and pretty. She was wearing shorts cause it was really warm that day. Suddenly I felt a tingle and a warmth in my skirt. Next thing my panties felt way too tight, my dick was getting bigger! It started to hurt me, got too big for my panties. I couldn’t adjust myself cause of all the other kids. I whimpered and a girl looked round at me. I tried to give her my best smile and it must have looked convincing because she turned back to the chalkboard. Thankfully it got so long that the tip poked out the top of my underwear, giving me some comfort. The feel of the fabric rubbing against it made my penis feel really good. After a long time it shrank again and I was able to concentrate on the class again.
That evening when I came home I went straight to my room. I unbuttoned my shirt and lay it on the bed. My nipples felt strangely warm and a little swollen. I stepped out of my skirt and shoes and looked down. I could see the fine hairs on my belly standing on end and beyond them my white panties bulging a little in the front. I walked over to the full length mirror and looked at myself. I noticed that my breasts, previously nonexistent, had swollen. I tossed my hair back over my shoulder to get a better look. I pulled my panties down and stepped out of them. I looked in the mirror again and studied my body. I looked at my penis. It was small now only about two inches long and wrinkly. I could see the mound of my vagina just below it too. I sighed and shook my head. I ran a finger down my chest along my swollen breast. It felt weirdly nice, especially on my nipple. I did it again and smiled, it did feel nice. I used my other hand to do the same with my other breast. While I watched myself in the mirror, I felt the tingle again. I watched, amazed as my penis started to grow in front of my eyes. It made little jerking movements as it grew bigger and bigger. At last it stopped growing and was still. I stood there frozen, my fingers touching my nipples, and stared at it. It was now around six inches long and rock hard. I ran one of my fingers along its length and gasped. It felt so good. I put my hand around it. I closed my eyes, I’d never felt anything like this. As I moved my hand, I started to breathe more deeply. I closed my eyes and bit my lower lip, trying not to moan. The faster I went, the better my dick felt. I squeezed my nipple between my fingers and I did moan. I put my hand over my mouth (I didn’t want my parents to hear). I picked up my panties and went to lay on the bed. I bit down on the panties and started rubbing my dick again. From that angle I could see my vagina in the mirror. I noticed that it was wet. Still rubbing myself I used my other hand to touch the liquid coming from my pussy. I lifted my wet fingers to my face and looked at them. I tasted the liquid and liked it. I moved my hand down to my pussy again and put one of my fingers into it. As I did I moaned into the panties. I could see myself in the mirror, rubbing my dick and fingering my pussy and it just made me feel hotter. I threw my head back on the bed as my dick started to feel hot and really good. My stomach began to clench and I bucked on the bed. I could feel the thing in my hand start to pulse. My pussy started to feel really hot too. I moaned as something big started to build inside me. My dick throbbed once more and I arched my back. I cried out as a sticky white liquid squirted out of my penis and landed on my chest. It squirted out three more times, once landing on my face. I kept moving my finger in and out of my vagina and soon I felt the same feeling building there. I squealed as I orgasmed again. I lay there panting, covered in my own cum and a pool of liquid between my legs. When I finally could stand up again I picked up my clothes and put them in the laundry basket, then I went to the bathroom and wiped myself off with some tissue. Looking in the mirror I saw that my cheeks were red and I was sweaty. I also had a smile on my face that I couldn’t wipe off.

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Forbidden Furry Love Part 3, Julia joins in

This is the third installment of my Forbidden Furry Love series and like the last times I would love to have some constructive feed back from you, my readers. If you think I should make the stories longer, say so, if you think I should be more in depth say so if you think I should put more focus onto my characters say so. Thanks Crow

Fantasy

The New Neighbor

“Fuck, man. Carrying all this shit up these stairs is a bitch,” my friend, well, now roommate, Jack complains to me.
“It was your idea to get a place upstairs,” I quibble in response.
“Yeah, well I didn’t think about the stairs.”
My friend and I are a couple of kids entering their freshman year at Hillside College. I know, sounds pretty generic, right? But hey, it’s a good start in a new place for us.
“Johnny, go back down and grab the last few boxes.”
“Let’s just go get them together,” I say.
“Naw man.”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m too busy testing out the new couch,” he says as he jumps onto our small, yet quite comfy two seater leather couch.
“Whatever,” I say breathlessly.
I head back down the three flights of stairs to my red, beat up, 1986 Honda Civic, where the last of our shit resides. As I struggle to hold the boxes and close the trunk, I hear a voice.
“Moving in?”
Now I’m no poet or romantic of any sort, but the one word I’d use to describe this voice would be angelic. And in case you were wondering, but it wasn’t a man’s voice I was hearing. Not to say a man can’t have the voice of an angel or anything.
I shut my trunk, which reveals to me the owner of the whimsical voice; a girl, with flowing red hair, wearing a similarly flowing white, sleeveless, low cut shirt with lace running along the side which allows the straps of her pink bra to be shown off. You can also see the tops of her bra peek out along with the generous amounts of cleavage that the low cut offers to the eyes. Her breasts are at least a high C cup, probably a D. She’s also wearing a worn pair of dark blue cut offs and her feet are bare which freely exhibits her ruby red painted toe nails.
I stand there stunned, looking quite stupid with my mouth agape as her emerald green eyes piercingly stare at me waiting for a response.
“Yeah, um, I’m gonna be a freshman over at Hillside,” I respond after an awkward silence.
“Really? Me too!”
“Oh that’s cool,” I say as I take a mental note.
She walks towards me and extends her hand as she says,
“I’m Crysten. With a C.”
“How rebellious,” I say and she laughs. “My name’s Johnny, with a J,” and I accept her handshake.
“When you’re done getting settled in you should come on down to my place, I’m right below you. Ya know, to get to know your neighbors and all.”
“Alrighty. Will do. I’ll be down in a bit,” I say.
“Until then, toodles,” she says and gives a little, girly wave.
She turns around to walk away and that gives me the first opportunity to check out her behind and wow, does her ass pop. Not only is it big, but it’s perfectly round and perfectly protruding from her. There’s no sag at all. There’s also a small, but quite noticeable tear near the bottom of the left cheek of her cut offs, which gives a peek to not only her luscious flesh, but a pair of pink panties which match her bra.
I walk back up to the new apartment, put down the boxes, spray a little body spray on myself and start to walk back out when my roommate interrupts by asking,
“Where are you going?”
“Our neighbor’s,” I answer.
“Our female neighbor?”
“Yeah, her name’s Crysten. With a C. How’d you know?”
“With a C? New age hipster crap. And I know because you sprayed yourself with that shitty smelling crap.” he says.
“Does it really smell like shit?”
“Naw. More like the inside of a horse’s ass.”
“Fuck you,” I say and walk out the door.
“Make sure she at least sucks your dick, bro!” I hear him yell as I rush down the stairs.
A couple seconds later I’m outside Crysten’s door collecting myself before I knock. Then just as my fist is in mid swing, the door opens and Crysten’s standing there.
“Sorry, I don’t mean to seem stalkerish, but I saw you through the window,” she says.
“Oh it’s no problem.”
“Please, come in,” she says and moves to the side.
I walk into her apartment and it’s quite bare. It’s a studio like ours, but it looks like she’s living by herself. White walls, small kitchen, bedroom in the back. The only furniture in the place seem to be a couch in front of a TV in the living room, an air mattress in the back, and a John Lennon poster hanging above it.
“Sorry the place is so naked. I just move in too,” she apologizes. “Have a seat on the couch and we can talk.”
“Alright,” I say and walk over and sit down. “When did you move in?”
“Oh, just a couple days ago. It was actually a real bitch because I’m under 18. I can’t even sign the lease until my birthday.”
“Oh really? How old are you?” I ask.
“Seventeen.”
“No way!” I exclaim.
“I know what you’re thinking, I’m no brainiac or anything-“
“No, I totally get it. I’m seventeen too,” I interrupt.
“Get out!”
I begin to get up and jokingly say, “Alright.”
“Hahaha,” she laughs as she pours herself a bowl of cereal. She then walks over and sits unnaturally close to me. “I like to pour a little chocolate sauce on top,” she says then seductively eats a spoonful of cereal. She almost seems to suck on the spoon a little. After a brief, certainly noticed moment of teasing, she removes the spoon from her mouth. There’s a trace of her shimmering red lipstick left on the spoon and a dabble of chocolate sauce in the corner of her mouth. “It adds just a little bit of sweetness.”
“You missed a spot,” I point out.
“Oh? Can you get it?”
“Um, sure.”
I reach out with my thumb and I firmly swipe away all of the chocolate from her lips. She puckers her lips and says,
“I feel like you may have missed a little. Maybe you need to use your tongue?” she suggests.
Me finally understanding what’s going on here answers with, “Of course I can do that.”
She puckers her glistening lips together and leans forward with her eyes closed. I take a second before I begin to embrace her lips. We passionately kiss, allowing our lips to explore each other. As we become one at the tongue, the bowl of cereal crashes to the floor, but neither of us notice. Our tongues participate in a dance of romance as I lean her back so I’m lying on top of her. The only time our mouths disconnect is so I can pull off her shirt and mine. She’s left in her hot pink bra and her red hair is strewn about as she stares up at me. She undoes the front clasp, revealing her massive tits to me. They look even bigger now than they did earlier. Her nipples are rosy and pink, and no bigger than a quarter. I can’t take my eyes off her fat globes of milky white flesh.
“They’re a 36 Double D. I hope that’s okay.”
“Babe, that’s perfect,” I respond before diving in with my face.
I motorboat her, allowing my tongue to explore the valley between her breasts. I leave them sticky with my saliva. I then move up to her nipples and fondle them with my tongue. I then gently bite down and suck as my hand massages her other breast. Crysten lets out small moans of pleasure and whispers things like, “Oh my God, yes. Don’t stoooop,” in that female breathy voice that men love so much. I switch breasts and being to suckle the other and as I do so, my hand snakes down into her shorts, and caresses her pussy. My fingers stroke through her thin landing strip before she parts her legs and allows me easier access to her womanhood. I pet her wetness before pushing two fingers inside her.
“Oh fuck,” she moans in response to the intrusion.
I continue to finger fuck her as I kiss down her body. I trail my lips down her tight, taught belly. Soon my eyes are at her crotch. I stare at it, trying to imagine the gift beneath. I use my fingers to scissor her folds open. She’s dripping wet. Her pussy is a deep flowing river. I start to unbutton her shorts, but she interrupts me by saying,
“No babe,” she stops me. “I’m too horny. I need you inside of me NOW.”
I oblige and sit up. She gets up, turns around and bends over, shoving her jean covered ass into my face. I give it a light smack and she looks back at me and playfully says,
“Ow,” then flashes me a seductive smile.
She continues to stare at me, but her face morphs into an expression much more sexy. Imagine the iconic finger at the lips face, minus the finger. She unpeels her shorts, which brings her panty clad ass out of hiding. Two big, round cheeks of flesh, barely covered by a pink thong. Before she can unpeel her ass like a candy bar, I reach out at tear her panties off, snapping them right where the elastic meets the fabric. I’m now staring into her pussy, her juices visible in the light. I can’t resist and bend forward to lick her.
“Ohhhhhhhh,” she moans. “Soon, love. First, I need your cock in me.”
Before I can even get my pants all the way down, Crysten sits down on me, facing away, and gets all of my cock inside of her in one fluid motion.
“FUCK!” she yells out. “That feels soooo gooood.”
She bounces herself up and down on my cock, her ass slapping into my pelvis. Her wetness slurping and her breaths fast and shallow. I reach around and play with her nipples and clit.
“Oh fuck, Johnny. That’s so good.”
She rides me harder and harder, moaning the entire time. I can sense that she’s beginning to get tired, so I push us over onto the ground. She’s not even in the doggy position, just lying on the floor in a heap getting fucked by my thick, eight inch cock. She whimpers and moans, not being able to do much as she’s getting fucked so hard. I then pull out and raise her onto all fours and bury my face into her mound. My tongue assaulting her hole. I use my tongue to fuck her and fuck her good. As I’m orally pleasing her, I roughly rub my hand on her love nub. She screams and hisses as her first orgasm comes to her, spraying my face with her juices. After I’m done drinking her fluids, I lift my head up and tell her to lay on her back. She does as I command and I crawl up her body. I’m now above her chest, my cock in between her breasts.
“Squeeze your tits together. Wrap my cock in them.”
She does so and I begin to fuck her tits, just as I was fucking her pussy. In and out. Another different and distinct slapping noise is made from me assaulting her tits with my dick. With each forward stroke, she sticks her tongue out and licks my head, which sends electric shocks up my spine.
“Fuck babe. I’m about to cum,” I warn her.
“Spray me with it. Coat my face and tits in it. Let me drink all of your spunk.”
And with that, I explode. Six, seven spurts of cum fly out of my dick and they land everywhere. Some on her face, some in her hair. I even got some on the carpet. As my orgasm subsides, I dribble the last few drops onto her tits. She scoops up what she can and licks her fingers clean.
“Yummy,” she claims as she rubs the rest of my cum into her skin like moisturizer.
I’m still hard, so I get into position above her and roughly force my girth back into her. She responds with a load, breathy moan as I start to fuck her missionary.
“Oh GOD, baby. Please don’t stop fucking me. You do it so well with that horse cock of yours.”
“I’m not gonna stop until you’re full of my seed,” I say.
Every time I thrust into her, her tits bounce. They go all over the place. She’s rolling her head and curling her toes in pleasure, unable to keep herself still. At this moment we are one, both physically and spiritually. Our lovemaking so full of passion, yet rough. I use one arm to hold me up as the other pulls her hair. This causes her to emit a scream of both pain and immense pleasure. I fall on top of her, biting and tenderly embracing her neck. I get my hands in between the shag carpet and her ass cheeks and I grip on. I grasp her round firmness as I shove in and out of her pussy. I maneuver one of my thumbs to her rosebud and gently push in. This causes her to go completely still and whisper over and over,
“Oh shit I’m cumming. Oh shit oh shit ohshit ohshit ohshitohshitoshshitOHSHITTTTT. I’M CUMMMMMMING!”
Her eyes go wide and she becomes as tense as a rock and as stiff as a board. While her body is still, her pussy is anything but. Her pussy contracts around my thick cock as I continue to fuck her through her orgasm, and this causes her to cum over and over. I can feel the puddle forming between us and over the carpet. She’s squirting everywhere at this point and I can’t take it anymore. I whisper into her ear,
“I’m about to cum babe. I’m going to cum inside of you.”
“YES DO IT. DO IT NOW. FILL ME WITH YOUR PRECIOUS CUM,” she screams as she cums.
Then all of the sudden with no warning at all, I erupt within her. My cock throbs in union with her contractions and I fill her up. I must have shot at least twelve or thirteen ropes of thick cum inside of her. After I finish, we both relax and I begin to soften. My cock eventually finds its way out of her with a popping noise.
We lay there in silence, each trying to catch our breath. We are covered in sweat and each other’s juices. We wear them as a badge of honor and proof of the intense fuck session we just shared with each other.
Finally she breaks the silence with, “I hope you don’t mind, but I bet that your roommate heard us.”
“After that round of fucking, I bet he did,” I say.
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The Vampire Chronicles: Part I

WARNING: This is a gay story. It involves sexual relations between a minor and an adult. It also involves vampires. If you find any of the above criteria or anything listed in the tags offensive, please do not continue to read! If you have any problem with homosexuality, please do not continue to read! It is not my fault that you choose to read a gay story and get upset about it, so please, no nasty comments about that. 🙂
ALSO!!!! The first part of this story is very slow. Since this is the first of a series, I have to add background information about different aspects of the story, which will be included in later parts. If you wish to skip all the background information and just get to the sex, begin reading at the paragraph that starts, “Drake put all of that out of mind…” Thank you and enjoy! Later parts will include more characters, anal sex, and introduction of the main plot.
Drake looked towards the red and pink sky and watched the sun settle behind a collection of clouds. Night was coming. In his mouth, he could feel a distinct throbbing along the top gums. The further the sun retreated, the more the throbbing quickened. As the sky faded from a bright and shimmering sunset, to a dull pink, and finally to darkness, Drake’s fangs protruded solidly from his gums and his stomach growled fiercely. He knew his eyes would now be a violet color, the purest violet, almost as if extracted directly from a rainbow. With a growl, he leapt and began to prowl.
Drake and his kind were unique. They were a specific type of vampire, one of the three species belonging to the Vampire Council. It is unknown how they were first created, although rumors persist that the first of his kind was a nymphomaniac bitten by a traditional vampire. This is unlikely, however, as scholars have concluded that the nympho would have simply thirsted for blood. As their breed grew and became a prominent species across the country, regardless of origin, the Council offered an allegiance and the Whitefangs became the third species to join. The other two species, traditional vampires, called Primaries, whose thirst was quenched by blood, and the Epitome, a small species of vampire whose thirst was, too, quenched by blood, had been members of the Council for a much longer time than the Whitefangs; therefore, it was they who held the power within the Council.
The Primaries’ origin remains shrouded in mystery. It is rumored that they were created by an unholy god as emissaries or servants. When the god disappeared or was killed, the Primaries were unleashed upon the world and as they took victims, their numbers grew to become the vigilant force they are today. The Primaries have unique vibrant-red irises to reflect the blood they thirst for.
The Epitome, on the other hand, is an order that stemmed from the Primaries. The Epitome looks upon the Primaries with distaste. They claim that the Primaries’ indiscriminate killing of innocents is unnecessary and a wrongful practice. When the small group broke away from the Primaries, they vowed to only drink the blood of those who were destined to become criminals, or some such burden upon the world. The Epitome also upholds another practice: they believe that in order to be pure themselves, they must only drink “pure” blood. Therefore, they only take virgins as their victims. How they can discriminate between those destined for an immoral life and those not is still unknown. Members of the Epitome have unique neon-green irises.
The Whitefangs are a completely different story. Their origin is completely unknown, only theorized about. The Whitefangs are the most unique of the three species, as they do not thirst for blood and they do not “turn” their victims simply from feeding. The Whitefangs also do not kill those who they feed from. Unlike the other two species, the Whitefangs are a species of only males, which is understandable as they thirst, not for blood, but for semen. Specifically, they prefer young semen, that from boys aged 13-20. When first allied with the Council, the Epitome called the new species “Whitefangs” because of their thirst for cum as a derogatory term, however the new vampires, previously without a name, accepted it with pride as the name for their species. They have become a thriving community, holding many covens across the nation. The Whitefangs have unique neon-violet irises.
The Vampire Council is the force that regulates the vampires worldwide. The leaders of the Council, a select member from each species, create a code of law and operation that the species must follow. There have been many laws passed by the Council, making the vampires operate the way they do today: always hidden, never exposed to the human population, and if there are any witnesses to their operations, they are to be “turned” from human to vampire. The Whitefangs, however, are gifted with the ability to erase memories, another part of their unknown history.
Drake, who now followed his keen sense of smell as he hunted, was a member of one of the Texan covens belonging to the Whitefangs. Each species had covens set up nation-wide, each with their own leader and subordinates who reported to the Council in times of need. Drake was second-in-command of his coven. He had ordered a hunt earlier this evening so that his boys would be ready for the trip to the Council Headquarters. Something big had been stirring in the Vampiric community. There were rumors of a war with the humans, of being exposed to them due to the Epitome’s select hunting regulations, but no one knew for sure what was going on. An order from the Council had been sent demanding that each coven within traveling range assemble together. Nothing of this sort had ever happened before.
Drake put all of that out of mind, now, as he focused his attention on his growling stomach. He moved from rooftop to rooftop in the large community of humans, trying to find a good target. He was hunting in one of his favorite areas: a place called “Eastway”, filled with over-indulgent, rich humans with spoiled children. Drake favored the area because there was nothing more pleasurable to him than breaking the attitude of the resistant spoiled straight boys in the community.
Drake had the look of an angel. His big, beautiful brown eyes made him look innocent and accented his hair, a precisely styled mass of jet-black spikes that leaned forward towards his face. He had milky-white skin, pale because of his transformation. His body was smooth, hairless, just how he liked it. He had a six-pack on his abdomen and refined muscular legs and arms. He was far from bodybuilder status but had the immortal body of an athlete. His dick, which won the envy of many members of the coven, was a full nine inches when erect, but best of all, he had the stamina of a bull, able to make love for roughly an hour before blowing his load. He was the perfect lover and his innate skills made him the perfect hunter. A deadly combination.
He landed on the rooftop of one of the larger houses, and just as he was about to leap to a different home, he heard his favorite sound. He could distinctly hear the “fapping” sound of a boy masturbating with his keen and inhuman hearing, and a grin began to spread upon his face. He moved down, towards the noise, and settled outside of a second-story window that peered into the bedroom it came from. Inside, he could see a boy, maybe fourteen or fifteen years old, lying on his bed face-up, with his thick cock in his left hand. He had his eyes closed tight as his fist pumped away on his dick, continually pulling and tugging up towards the head and releasing and moving down towards the base. His breath was uneven, anticipating climax. He had a head of thick blonde locks that stretched around his face, framing it beautifully. His face was clean-cut and shaven. Perhaps he had not begun to grow facial hair. The boy’s body was perfect: a peach colored ivory that gleamed with healthiness. His skin was accented with two erect pink nipples, the hard, five-inch cock that rested in the boy’s hand, and made unique by a birthmark on his left side. Drake memorized every detail.
Drake then noticed a pair of boxers lying a few feet from the bed, from which he received an overwhelming and pleasant scent of the boy’s vitals. Drake could contain himself no longer.
With a swift movement, Drake’s hand moved underneath the window and pulled upwards, silently opening it, and moved him body into the room, closing the window behind him. All of this happened in the time of one second, not giving the boy an ability to react. Drake leapt, on top of the naked boy and flashed his pointed teeth at the boy’s wide and frightened eyes. When his senses flowed back to him, the boy instantly started struggling, slamming his fists against Drake’s naked chest and abdomen. Drake barked a superior laugh and bent down, taking the boy’s head and forcing his lips to touch Drake’s own. The boy struggled harder but was unable to break free from Drake’s stone grip. After a few seconds of invading the boy’s mouth with his tongue, Drake released his hold and bent down to the boy’s ear.
“Listen, bitch,” he started, chuckling a bit, “I’m in charge now.”
The boy tried to sit up, tried to fight against Drake, but the sheer strength of his position kept the boy down on the bed.
“Here’s what’s going to happen: I’m going to take full advantage of your … deliciously warm body. So long as you cooperate,” Drake said, pausing. “… You keep your dick.” Drake flashed his sharp canines at the boy and quickly opened and closed his mouth, simulating a bite. The boy’s eyes impossibly became wider and more fearful. Drake laughed aloud. “Yes, that’s right. I’ll take it right off. So, are you going to cooperate?”
The boy nodded in extreme fear. What was more precious to a pubescent boy than his manhood?
Drake bent down further and gave a slow, hearty lick to the boy’s nipple and began to suckle it and run his tongue against the hardening tip. He then did the same to the other. Moving back towards the boy’s face, he looked him in the eye and said, “It is okay to enjoy this, boy. I’m not going to hurt you unless you act out. Understand?” The boy nodded, once more.
Drake began to kiss the boy’s chest and lick his body further south, stopping just above his navel. Drake’s hand slid behind the boy’s back and moved towards his ass, taking a handful of his tender cheek and squeezing it lightly. Drake continued to kiss and worship the boy’s warm body and soon felt a warm throb against his stomach. He looked down and saw the boy’s erect and swollen dick, pleading to be touched. Drake looked towards the boy’s eyes and could smell his nervous sweat, could feel his quickening heart rate, but most of all, Drake could smell the boy’s manhood, an overwhelming and weakening scent to the Whitefangs.
Drake reached down and wrapped his hand around the boy’s meat and began to gently tug and pull on the tip and shaft. Drake chuckled as he realized just how easily he could pull it off entirely… he realized how fragile the boy was. His own cock began to harden at the realization. As he continued with the jerking, he soon felt the same kind of throbbing warmth on his own dick and looked down to see the boy’s hand lying on the bulge in his shorts. Drake laughed and moved the boy’s hand away and stood up.
“One thing before I start on your cock,” Drake said. “Flip over.”
The boy’s eyes changed from their relaxed and content look back to the wide and fearful one. “You said you weren’t going to hurt me!” the boy shouted in his small voice.
“I’m not,” Drake said. “I’m not going to fuck you. Do you really have a choice?” Drake reminded him.
The boy hesitantly flipped over on his bed, exposing his perfectly round and mounded ass. Drake grinned devilishly and situated his body between the boy’s legs so that his head was hovering a few inches above the boy’s ass. Drake gave the left cheek a kiss and licked it gingerly. The feeding ritual did not require this, but Drake loved to eat out and rim the boys he fed from first. It gave him a sort of high that he could make a straight boy enjoy ass play. He giggled silently to himself as he noticed the boy had not yet begun to grow hair here, making the situation perfect.
Cautiously, Drake settled a hand on each cheek and began to pull them apart, exposing the boy’s rosebud, which had never been penetrated. Drake could sense the boy’s virginity. He lowered his head and slid his tongue across the hole, which instantly tensed. Drake stopped and smiled as the boy relaxed. He began to lick again, moving his tongue across the smooth hole, and finally plunging his tongue between the boy’s cheeks, penetrating his tight hole for the first time. His tongue entered the boy’s depths and came back out again and entered once more. The boy began to breathe a little heavier as his cock tightened more so than it already was. A few seconds later, Drake replaced his tongue with his pointer and middle finger, attempting to enter the boy’s hole deeper than before.
“No! Wait!” the boy said, but it was too late.
Drake had forced his fingers inside of the boy to where his tongue had already been, and with another quick push, they had entered completely, causing the boy to squirm and moan and whimper. Drake wrapped his free arm around the boy, reaching under him to grab a hold of his torso and moved upwards with him. Both boys now stood on the bed on their knees as Drake continually moved his fingers in and out of the boy’s tight opening. As he did so, he kissed the boy’s neck and let his own hardness move between the boy’s legs, resting against his testicles. The boy, now enjoying the pleasure, moaned deeply and moved his head to kiss Drake on the lips over his shoulder. Drake flashed a smile and obliged the boy. Drake looked downwards and saw that the boy’s cock had gotten harder, redder, and was ready to be sucked. Drake gave a slight purr and set the boy down on the bed. Naturally, the boy flipped back on his back and let his cock swing freely. Drake, still standing on his knees, bent forward and kissed the hairy area just above the boy’s manhood. He could feel the boy’s throbbing warmth against his neck and, as he inhaled the boy’s scent a final time, he moaned aloud himself.
He moved his head down a few more inches and kissed the tip of the boy’s cock, which had already begun to leak vast amounts of precum. Drake took the warm and solid mushroom head between his lips and moved down just an inch on the boy’s shaft. Here, Drake sucked as hard as he could, creating a vacuum in his mouth, bringing all of the boy’s blood to the head, which his tongue was furiously lapping at. The boy thrusted involuntarily and forced two more inches of his cock into Drake’s mouth. Drake was more than happy to oblige. He moved down even further, taking the last two inches of the boy’s dick and began to flex the muscles in his throat to pleasure the boy. Near his head, the boy’s hands had grabbed handfuls of bed sheets and squeezed hard in an expression of sheer pleasure.
Drake’s hand came upward below his head and cupped the boy’s testicles, giving each one a slight squeeze. They were heavy, full, and ready to empty. Drake took hold of the boy’s shaft at the bottom two inches and slid his mouth back around the head of his dick. He then began to move back and forth on the top three inches, sucking violently and constantly squeezing and releasing with his hand. The boy gave ecstatic moans and cries and began to thrust in and out of Drake’s mouth as he moved on the shaft.
The boy let out a loud moan, louder than all those that came before it. Drake’s stomach growled and his fangs throbbed harder than ever. The boy thrusted forward as Drake moved his hand, allowed the entirety of the boy’s dick to slide between his lips, and with his tongue, he lapped at the underside of the shaft as the boy’s sacred juices began to flow inside of Drake’s mouth. Stream after stream of delicious, thick, creamy semen filled Drake’s mouth and with each swallow, his stomach roared for more. The boy could not stop cumming, his cock flexing seven or eight times and with each flex, a burst of cream was given to Drake. Drake’s eyes rolled back in his head as he accepted the boy’s sperm.
The boy’s orgasm soon came to a halt and he lay there breathing heavily, his chest rapidly moving. Drake removed his mouth from around the boy’s dick, which fell limp against his pelvis, and moved up, towards his face, kissing him deeply and passionately. The boy responded, as expected, by doing the same. Drake then, sorrowfully, used his vampiric powers to enter the boy’s mind and erase the memories of the past twenty minutes from it. The boy fell limp against the bed, as his cock had against his body, and was unconscious. When he awoke, he would believe that he had fallen asleep after jacking off. He would not remember the vampire that had given him his first blow. He would not remember being threatened. He would not remember spending a “gay” night with a stranger. But Drake… Drake would always remember him. Drake always remembered. Every boy he shared a bed with, he could remember. Their faces. Their lips. Their cocks. There was always a connection he felt was made… a connection, unrequited.
Drake leapt from the open window to another rooftop. His stomach full and his fangs retracted, he moved back towards the coven’s den to regroup with the rest of the boys. They were to start their trek north to meet with the Council within only a few hours.

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Ginger learns her lesson: part two

After teasing all the older men in the apartment complex 13 year old Ginger is trapped by 30 year old Ryan who rubs her to orgasm through her panties. After she cums he tells her she can go, but before she can make good her escape, he catches her at the door. Little does she suspect, her lesson is far from over.

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The Echo’s Voice Part 1

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.

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Math Tutor

I recently decided to go to college after having been out of school for 25 years. I was sick of my dead end job and it seemed that the only way out was to have a degree in anything. So I enrolled and for the most part, everything went smooth except for my math. I need to know algebra to earn my degree, but I had not had an algebra class since I was 13 and I failed it back then.
While at an old friends house the subject of school came up. Sheryl asked me how things were going, and I told her that I was thinking of dropping out because I just couldn’t get my mind to wrap around algebra. She told me that her daughter Cathy was taking algebra 2 and that she was sure that she would be glad to help me out. I’ve known Sheryl forever and Cathy since the day she came out of her mother. Cathy had just turned 18 and had developed into a very lovely young lady. She’s 5’6”, trim with a little padding, shoulder length light brown hair and deep blue eyes.
A few days later, Cathy called and asked when would be a good time for her to come over and tutor me. I told her that whenever she had the time would be great, and she said that she would be at my place in a few minutes. She arrived a few minutes later and we went to work. Her knowledge was amazing and I seemed to be picking it up pretty well. After about an hour, we decided to take a break. I asked her “What do I owe you for your help”? I was expecting her to ask if she could sneak a beer once in a while, of something juvenile like that, but what she asked truly surprised me. “I want you to eat my pussy like you would any other women”. After a few seconds of shocked silence, I told her ok. We talked for a few minutes and she confided in me that she wasn’t ready to go all the way yet and that a boyfriend of hers had gone down on her and that it felt like he was painting a fence. She wanted to know how it felt when a “man” did it, not a boy. I told her to go into my bedroom and get ready and that I would be there in a couple of minutes. I went into the bathroom and did a quick electric shave to make my face smooth for her young soft thighs.
When I walked into the bedroom she was in bed with the covers all the way up to her neck. I walked over and sat on the side and started to caress her hair to relax her a bit. She purred softly in pleasure as her eyes closed and she started to loosen up. I ran my hands down her face, past her neck and down to her shoulders when I realized that she was still fully dressed. I pulled the covers back and said, “these have to come off” looking at her pants. She nodded in approval and I un-buttoned them for her. After unzipping her, I slipped my hand gently between her pants and panties and softly caressed her pubic mound. “Mmmm….” she purred and then pushed her shoes off with her feet. I then removed my hand from her pants and ran both of them down the outside of her thighs down to ankles. I gripped the hem of her pants and pulled as Cathy arched her butt up to allow me to remove them. I lifted a leg and started to kiss her calf working my way up until I was half way up her thigh. Letting the leg go, I turned my attention to her panties. Again, Cathy lifted her butt as I slid the garment down her legs and tossed them on the floor behind me. Not wasting any time, I started to kiss her inner thigh feeling her young bush brush against my cheek. Turning my head, I looked at the sweetest looking pussy I had seen in a very, very long time. Kissing her mound really seemed to get her attention, so I slipped my tongue between her outer lips and traced the outline. Spreading her lips, I then started to lick around her intact hymen. As my tongue slid up to her clit, Cathy almost squealed. Knowing that I had hit my target, I sucked her clit between my lips and flicked it mercilessly with the tip of my tongue. My fingers explored her inner lips as I licked away at her clit. Her hips started to shudder and she started to moan as her first ever orgasm racked her body. Cathy started to come down, but I wasn’t done yet. I continued to lick her clit and reach up to massage her perfect perky breasts through her bra. Cathy came three more times before I stopped my oral assault. She was actually quivering.
Having given her what she wanted, I pulled my face out of her crotch and lay next to her. “Oh my God, I never thought that it could feel that good”, she said. “Will you do that to me every week”? “Every time you come and tutor me” I said.
I gave Cathy a towel to clean herself up, and she got dressed and went home. After an encounter that hot, I had to pull my pants down and jerk off. I couldn’t remember the last time I tasted a pussy that sweet and I came a huge load across my belly all the way up to my mid-chest. “I can’t wait to taste that one again” I said to myself.
Less than a week later, I called Cathy and told her that I had a test in a few days and asked if she could come over and help me out. She came over, and after a few hours of study, I proceeded to lick her into a heavenly bliss. This time was different though. Rather than being clothed beneath the covers, she was nude from the waist down. When I was done and lying next to her, she asked me yet another shocking question. “Will you show me how to satisfy you like you do me”? Once again, I said yes. My cock was already throbbing from eating her sweet pussy, so I told her to move down and put it in her mouth. She slid down between my legs and held up my organ. She then timidly put the head in and I told her to pump it in her mouth. She took it out and asked, “You won’t cum in my mouth will you”? I told her no and she proceeded to slide her mouth up and down. She was only doing the head and an inch or so of my cock, so I asked her to take in a little more. She surprised me by taking the whole thing down her throat!!!!! As I said before, I was already rock hard from licking her pussy and ready to burst. After only couple dozen of her long strokes, I told her that I was ready to cum. Rather than pulling my cock out of her mouth, she plunged it deep into her throat, and took the whole load. Gagging, she spit out my dick and almost threw up on me.
“Cathy I told you I was coming”!!! “I wanted to see what it was like”, she said when she stopped coughing. She finished stroking what was left of my semen out and smeared it across my belly in playful form. Most of it had shot down her throat in the first couple of spurts so there wasn’t a whole lot. Sliding back up to my side, she laid her head on my chest and sighed. “How did I do”? she asked. “Fantastic” I told her, “like you’ve been doing it for a while”. She confided in me that she had done it a few times with her boyfriend, but he never let her finish. He wanted to go all the way and every time she told him no, he would get disgusted and tell her to leave. He would also tell her that she was no good at it and that’s why he wanted to put it in her. “He’s just trying to pressure you into something you’re not ready for” I told her. “You did it great and I can’t wait until you do it to me again”. I had a feeling that I wouldn’t have to wait for long. The a few days later, I aced the test.
I called Cathy the next day and told her the good news. “The next time you come over I’m going to eat you like never before” I told her. “I’ll be there in 15 minutes” she said and hung up the phone. When she walked through the door, I was surprised at what I saw. The bikini top and shorts that she wore didn’t leave a whole lot to the imagination. Although I’d never seen her bare breasts her top revealed what I had thought. They were medium in size and very perky. “You look great” I told her. With that, she reached behind her and un-did her top and let it fall to the floor. They were perfect. I pulled off my shirt and she hugged me. The feeling of her bare breasts against my chest had me as hard as I could get. Letting me go, she undid my pants and un-zipped me allow them to slide to the floor. I did the same for her and the next thing you know, we were both completely naked in the middle of the living room. Leading her backwards to the couch I laid her down and began to kiss and lick her neck at the same time fondling her perfect breasts rolling the pert nipples between my fingers. She was moaning like never before so I worked my way down and worked her breasts with my mouth sucking and licking the nipples. Reaching down with my hand, I started to massage her wet pussy with my index finger. I couldn’t believe how wet she was. “Are you ready”? I asked. She nodded rapidly and I lowered my mouth to her eager clit flickering it with the tip of my tongue. She came almost immediately bucking her hips in my face. Thinking that the drapes weren’t exactly the most private, I picked her up and walked to the bedroom setting her gently down on the bed. I continued my oral work for another 5 orgasms each one more intense than the one before. Doing what she did best, Cathy once again surprised me. “Put your thing in me babe” she moaned quietly. “Huh, I thought you weren’t…..” “SHUT UP ANG JUST FUCK ME”! she said out loud. I gave her clit one last sucking kiss and slip my way up until my throbbing cock rested on top of her soft bush. Looking her in the eyes, I asked, “Are you sure? There’s no going back once I’m inside”. She wrapped her arms around my neck and said “Put it in”. I reached between us gripping my cock and rubbed it around her wet swollen lips to be sure that there was plenty of lube. I then pressed the head against her vulva and let go using my hips to apply pressure. I felt the resistance of her hymen against the bottom of the head and then, pop, it broke. She closed her eyes tight and bit her lip with a whimper. “Are you ok” I asked. She nodded her head and said “Keep going. It hurts but feels so good at the same time”. I withdrew the head a little to spread her wetness and slid it back in plus an inch. She continued to squint her eyes and whimper as I repeated the process until I was balls deep in the tightest pussy I had ever had. Once all in, I stopped and caressed her hair to allow her to relax and get used to having a cock deep inside her. Knowing that I was not going to last long inside her, I wanted to enjoy the moment. She whispered “don’t stop” in my ear and I commenced pumping. Now the whimpers were becoming moans. After only a dozen or so thrusts, I could feel my cock beginning to firm up as my orgasm approached. Cathy must have felt it too because she released her arms from around my back looked me in the eye and said “not inside me babe”. Pushing myself up with one arm I removed my cock with my hand just as I began to burst. The first jet hit her just above her crack sticking thickly to her bush. The rest splashed down just above the top of her triangle. As the last few drops ran out, I couldn’t believe how much semen had come out of me. There must have been 2 tablespoons of nut in a puddle on her belly. As I rolled over next to her she reached down again and began to spread the stick fluid around on her belly. “Will it always hurt like that”? she asked. “No. It might the first couple of times until you get used to it”. I told her. Reaching over to the night stand, she grabbed a towel and cleaned up the mess she had made of my sperm. Rolling over on her side, she rested her head on my chest. “Well I hope you need to study a lot more, because I want to get used to it”.
This was going to be a great semester. To be continued……………

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