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Fiction

Stepdaughter-to-be pt. 4

This is part four of the story. We get a little rough this time.
Amy and I had a few minutes alone on Sunday evening when Rachel was in the bathtub. We were able to talk a little about what had happened the night before, and where to go from here. She fully understood our predicament, and was on board with figuring out a plan. The middle of the night was problematic, since I have a day job and she’s in school, as well as the fact that Rachel could wake up and discover us at any moment. I have to admit though, the thrill of being caught was part of the attraction. A few times when Rachel was in another part of the house, one of us would just dive a hand into the other’s pants, taking advantage of every second we had. I was in the backyard shed getting the lawnmower out on Monday after work when Amy spun around the door frame from nowhere.
“Well hello there.” She said. “Got a minute?”
“Not really, your mom is gonna be home any second.” I told her, hoping like hell she would ignore my refusal. She walked up and pressed her body against mine, looking up into my eyes. She flashed me a wicked smile and told me-
“Oh come on, you don’t even have one….little….minute?” She said as she undid the button on my jeans and started undoing the zipper very slowly. My dick started to rise immediately.
“You need to be quick” I said, figuring maybe I could spare a minute or two. Maybe Rachel would hit all the red lights on the way home.
“No, you need to be quick.” She said to me as she hauled my cock out and dropped to her knees. Once again I was treated to the beautiful sight of her sweet, innocent eyes looking up at me as she stroked my shaft and licked my balls. She was jacking me with great speed, intent on getting an afternoon load before her mom came home. I looked up from her face to check the house, and my blood ran cold. Rachel was at the kitchen window, doing the dishes that were left over from breakfast. She hadn’t seen us in here. It was a bright day and the inside of the shed was dark. I could see out, but she could look right at me and not see me. I’m sure she figured I was out for a jog or something, she didn’t seem to be curious as to where everyone was. Amy was oblivious to the fact her mom was behind her and continued to work my cock.
“Cum for me, Mark. We don’t have much time.” If only she knew just how little time we had. Once again the thrill of being caught washed over me and out of nowhere I dumped another huge load down her loving throat. She didn’t miss a drop, just kept jacking me and swallowed it all, moaning in pleasure at her accomplishment. After I came, I looked down at her and told her not to get up.
“Why?” She asked, her devious smile returning again at the thought I might have more planned for her. I hated to disappoint her, but I had no choice.
“Your mom is in the kitchen.” I said, enjoying watching her eyes get wide as she spun her head around to see for herself.
“Oh fuck! What do we do?!? She can see us!” She said frantically.
“No she can’t. It’s too dark in here compared to outside. We are shadowed in here. We just have to get out of here somehow without her seeing us together.” As soon as I said that, I formed a plan. I would come out of the shed with the lawnmower, and mow the lawn as I do every week. Amy would just have to stay in the shed until her mom went upstairs, she usually changed into her regular clothes when she got home from work, and from what I had seen, she was still dressed up. Amy could go out the side gate unseen and go around to the front door so long as Rachel wasn’t right in the window. I came out of the shed with the mower and she saw me. Rachel smiled and gave a little wave, then came out through the sliding patio door.
“Hey, I saw your car out front, I figured you went for a run. What are you doing hiding in the shed?” she asked as she came over and planted a kiss on my lips.
“Oh, I couldn’t get the mower to start earlier so I pulled the plug and cleaned it up a bit.” I even impressed myself with my ability to lie on my feet. Until she asked me what I was doing in there, I hadn’t had a reason ready.
“Ok, dinner’s in about twenty minutes. I’m gonna go change. Have you heard from Amy? She’s not home yet, is she?” She said, headed back into the house.
“No, huh uh. She should be home anytime though, right?” I called after her.
Stopping and turning back to me, she said “She seems to be a bit detached these last few months, you know? I guess she’s just at that age where she’d rather be hanging out with kids her own age.” If only she knew how wrong she was! I needed to placate her if only to get her into the house and upstairs.
“She’s fine. She’s a good kid, it’s all part of growing up.”
“Yeah, I know. I’ll be back down in a few.”
“Ok” I said, and started the mower. I made a loop around the yard and saw that Rachel had gone inside and was going upstairs. The next lap, I saw Amy still in the shed crouched down a bit to stay out of sight. I gave her a look and nodded to tell her it was all clear, and she ran out of the shed and through the gate. We had to figure out a better way of doing this, it was hot, don’t get me wrong, but we were gonna get caught for sure.
Three days passed before I was able to be alone for any amount of time with Amy. I got home from work on Wednesday and came in the house to find it empty.
“Hello?” I called out to see if Amy might be home. I knew Rachel wasn’t here, her car wasn’t in the garage. I thought maybe I could get two minutes alone with Amy while we had time. “Hello?!?Anybody home?” Well shit….maybe tomorrow. I headed upstairs to change out of my work clothes. I walked into my bedroom and Amy was on the bed, half naked and smiling.
“Guess who’s mom isn’t coming home until at least nine tonight?” She said, flashing me a million dollar smile.
“Are you serious?” I asked, hoping to hell she was.
“She called and said she had a meeting that would go until at least eight or so and then they were going for drinks after that.” I couldn’t believe my luck, or my eyes. She looked amazing. She was sitting up against the headboard with her arms stretched out at her sides, her hair flowing down over her shoulders and coming to rest at the top of her chest. She was wearing a little white sheer satin nightie and I could see through it just enough to see she had on a pair of string bikini panties underneath. As she uncrossed her long tanned legs I saw that the panties were a nice lace pattern, I couldn’t wait to pull them off of her. And here she was in her mother’s bed, no less!
I pulled my shirt off and laid down next to her, pulling her to me. She was so amazingly soft and warm, I found myself not wanting to let her go. She immediately slid her hand down and undid the button on my pants, then slid them down off of me. I gently pushed her down onto her back and kissed her on the lips, slipping my hand inside her nightie to pinch one nipple as I moved back to kiss her on the throat. She gasped a bit as I nibbled on her earlobe and moved my hand down her taught waist and let it come to rest on her pubic mound. I pulled her nightie up a bit and put my hand inside her panties to stroke her pussy. She sighed with pleasure as once again my fingers came into contact with her clit.
“Mark?” She asked, giving me a hesitant look.
“Yes Sweety?” I said, hoping whatever news she had for me was good.
“Um, I was kind of hoping that since we had the house to ourselves, and we don’t have to worry about getting caught, we could be a bit more adventurous than the other night.” she said, looking kind of embarrassed.
“Absolutely! What did you have in mind?” I asked. I couldn’t wait to hear what this little devil had in mind.
“I was hoping you might want to be a little rough with me. I’ve seen a lot of porn videos on the Internet and I kind of like the stuff that’s a bit more risqu?I guess I just wa-” she said, kind of stammering in her embarrassment. Her shyness was so hot, I almost couldn’t stand it. She continued, “I just like it when the guys take charge.”
“Well I think that’s just what you need. You haven’t really been doing what has been asked of you around the house, and maybe you need to learn a lesson.” I said, as I increased the pressure I was applying to her left nipple. She winced just a bit as I did it, and it turned me on even more. I wouldn’t have thought I could be more aroused than I was when I first saw her on my bed, but here we were.
I moved my hand once again down her flat stomach to her panties just long enough to grasp them by the thin side strap. I yanked hard on them and the strap gave way, tearing free on that side. Once again I pushed her flat on her back and reached over to her left side, doing the same with that string, until they were free. I pulled them out from underneath her ass, balling them up and stuffed them into her mouth. I got up on my knees and looked her over. Now naked from the waist down, her nightie pulled up past her belly button, her pussy fully exposed to my every whim. I pulled my own underwear down and off, throwing them to the floor. I grabbed her by the ankles and roughly pulled her down the bed away from the headboard so I would have room to pin her arms above her head. I crossed her arms at her delicate wrists, holding them down with my left hand while I lined up my cock with her entrance once again.
I slammed into her full force and she groaned loudly through the panties in her mouth. I fucked her good and hard for a few minutes, enjoying the muffled sounds coming from her mouth. She was whimpering as I repeatedly shoved my cock into her as hard and as fast as I could, but her eyes didn’t lie. The look she was giving me was unmistakable, she was loving it a bit harder, and I was willing to give it to her. I decided to switch up my assault a bit. I quickly yanked out of her, pulling the panties out of her mouth as well. I climbed up her body, sat on her chest and shoved my cock hard into her mouth.
“You like that? Huh? You like having a cock pushed into your mouth like that, tasting yourself on me?” I said, as I thrust into her mouth over and over.
“Unh hugh” She groaned, her mouth now muffled even more than before. I picked up her casually discarded panties and used them to tie her hands together above her head. They were a little stretchy and there was just enough fabric to secure her. I could feel the beginnings of my orgasm building up and I wanted to hold out a bit longer, so I pulled out of her mouth and slid back down to bury my tongue in her cunt. Again I marveled at the sweet taste of her juices as I fucked her with my mouth. I reached my hands up and pinched both of her nipples at the same time as I gently bit her clit.
“Oh God! Mmmmm that feels good! Please don’t stop” As she said the last word she was lost in a flurry of grunts and groans, and as she began to cum I reached my hand up further and put two fingers in her mouth for her to suck on. I could feel the muscles in her pussy contract as she came with my tongue inside her and her thighs clamped down on my head. She hollered at top volume as it happened, an interesting contrast to her earlier silent orgasms. I couldn’t tell which one I preferred, the silent kind or this one. She sucked on my fingers for a minute and then I pulled my them out of her mouth so she could speak.
“Oh my God that was awesome. Thank you so much!” She said, her soft thighs still resting on my ears. She was about to find out that I wasn’t done yet. I sat up from her crotch and grabbed her by the hips, flipping her over onto her stomach, her hands still tied together above her head. I rammed three fingers into her pussy to get them nice and wet and then pulled them out and put just my middle finger into her ass.
“Oh!” was all I heard, she was face down and her voice was once again muffled.
I slid another finger into her ass, stretching it out to get ready for my cock. I pulled her up so she was on her knees, her face buried in a pillow. Once again I rammed the full length of my cock into her now soaking wet pussy to lubricate it. I pulled out of her pussy and rested the head of my slick cock at her asshole. I slowly pushed forward and felt her give way just a little as the head slid in. She moaned again into the pillow as I started to slide the full length in. I put about four inches in and then pulled it back out a bit, letting her get used to the feeling. She wanted it rough, but I didn’t want to genuinely hurt her, we were just playing rough, after all.
I pushed back in most of the way a few more times before finally sliding my entire shaft into her ass until I bottomed out. She turned around a bit and looked at me out of the corner of her eye, and her eyes were smiling and wet with tears. She did her best to watch me, but she couldn’t move too well as her hands were still tied together above her head and she was pulled up on her knees. She gave me a little nod to tell me she was ready and right away I began hammering her ass. Again and again I slammed into her ass as I reached down to put my forearm under her throat. I pulled her up so she could support her own weight with her arms under her, and then lightly started to squeeze her throat with my arm.
“Oh yeah! Fuck me! Fuck my ass hard!” she called to me as I rammed into her over and over.
“Touch my cunt! Can you touch it?” She asked me. I used my arm to pull her up so she was kneeling on the bed in front of me, her back against my chest. I wrapped my fingers around her throat and squeezed as I put three fingers of my right hand into her pussy. I kept fucking her ass as hard as I could, knowing I wasn’t going to last much longer. Without warning she started to cum. She slipped out of my grasp and slammed back down into the mattress as she went off. I looked down at this beautiful sight, her hair wild, her smooth back coated in sweat, her tiny waist flaring out to her ass that was wrapped tightly around my cock as she climaxed and it was more than I could take.
“Cum in my ass, baby! Cum in me!” She screamed as I started to cum inside her. I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her face down hard into the mattress as I shot streams of cum into her tight ass. I swear I must have dropped a gallon of cum into her, I thought it would never stop. It eventually did though, and I laid down on top of her to kiss her on the back of her neck before eventually pulling out of her.
“That was amazing! I have never cum like that.” She said quietly as I pulled out of her ass and rolled over onto my back to lay next to her. She just laid there face down in the pillow in her exhaustion, a big smile on her face. I reached up and untied her hands so she could move around better. She laid there for a few minutes and then slid over to me to rest her head on my chest. I loved the feeling of her tiny body on mine, her perfect skin covered in a sheen of sweat as she slowly fell asleep.
We laid there sort of dozing in and out of sleep for about a half an hour before we decided we should probably get up and take a shower and then clean the room up. Rachel would be home in an hour or so. We decided to shower first, and we headed naked into the bathroom. I turned the water on and leaned down to kiss her as we waited for the water to heat up. We stepped into the shower and she began to soap up my body, spending a large amount of time on my cock.
“Gotta make sure we get this part extra clean, huh?” I guess she was right, though it felt great to have her soapy little hands on my cock, it also made sense that we might want to clean it extra well in case Rachel was in a loving mood when she got home. The combination of her slippery hands on me and the sight of her perfect tight little body covered in slick soapy water caused my dick to rise once more.
“Got one more in you, old man?” She teased. Oh I had one more in me alright. I spun her around and ran my hands all over the front of her soapy body as my cock rose up to come to rest pressing into her lower back. Once more my left hand found her throat as I bent her over to rest her hands on the edge of the tub and rammed my cock into her tight pussy until my balls were slapping her ass. She cried out in pleasure when I roughly smacked her ass cheek.
“You like that, huh?” I said through gritted teeth.
“Yes baby, I like that a lot!” She told me, holding herself up against the wall as I rudely plowed into her from behind. She wasn’t kidding, she really did like it rough. I gave her a few more swats as I increased my tempo and told her to get ready for another load. She gave me a simple ‘uh huh’ through quick sharp breaths. I grabbed her by her soap slicked hips and buried myself as deep as I could in her cunt, blasting my cum as far as possible into her. She was rocked with her own orgasm as well. I loved how quickly she came, it makes a guy feel like the world’s best lover when he can make a girl cum over and over, and with her it was no problem. She seemed to cum with very little stimulation.
“Bravo, sir. You are amazing.” She said as I slowly withdrew my cock from her.
“I think it helps to have the right partner.” I told her, and enjoyed her blush at the compliment as she turned around to kiss me. We rinsed off and finished up in the shower and then set about cleaning the room. There were some cum stains to attend to, and I had little time until Rachel came home. After we were mostly done, Amy came to me and kissed me one last time and then told me she was going to her room to dry her hair off and act like usual. She no sooner closed the door and I heard the garage door opening downstairs.
We were gonna need to figure out a long term plan that was better and more foolproof than what we had going. I loved fucking Amy, but I also enjoy my freedom. Maybe she and I could join a father daughter bowling league. I guess I could stand sneaking around for the next few years until Amy was old enough to move out of the house, it could be worse, right?
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I am going to change tactics a bit with the next (and I think, final) chapter of this story. This is my first story and it all began with the image in my head of catching her on the stairs. I feel like I’ve gone as far as I possibly can without veering from reality, which is what I’m now gonna do. This story is pure fiction, but I’d like to think it’s been fairly realistic so far. The next chapter I am going to involve Rachel somehow in the sex. So far she has just been in the way, and I think I’d like to bring her in on it. People that don’t care for that idea should consider the story over at this point. Thanks for reading!

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Fiction

The Son of a Neigbour

I live in wasteland of rundown residential tower blocks, a low income housing on the outskirts of Paris. I’m a woman of 37, slender, quite beautiful, with a certain taste for drugs, celebration and a distaste for work.

Fiction

The Son of a Neigbour

I live in wasteland of rundown residential tower blocks, a low income housing on the outskirts of Paris. I’m a woman of 37, slender, quite beautiful, with a certain taste for drugs, celebration and a distaste for work.

Fiction

A Day at the Lake

My next door neighbors and I are good friends. He is about 20 years older than me, is married, and has a son, Jason, and daughter, Christina, both around my age, from his first marriage. His wife has two daughters from her first marriage. Their names are April and Jane. Jane is going into middle school and April just graduated high school. April is about 5’8” tall and has developed nicely over the past three years that I have known her. She sports about a 34-C bra and is in great shape. She was a cheerleader at her high school. She is always darkly tanned and has dark brown hair. I often see her and her friends tanning in their back yard. A few weeks ago James asked me if I wanted to go to the lake with them and hang out on their boat. I told them that I would, and he said to meet them out front at 8 am that Friday.
I woke up early that day, around 6 or so. I let the dogs out, did a couple of chores, went and got my bathing suit on and met James and his family out front of our houses. “Hey James, thanks for inviting me.”
“No problem, Ryan. With your wife out of town, you need someone to hang out with right? Plus, we can get some sun and drink a few beers. Jason can’t go because he finally got a job, but the rest of us will be there.”
“OK, that’s fine,” I smiled, and climbed into his truck. I was sitting in the front with him, while Christina sat in the back. James’ wife drove their other car with April and Jane, towing the jet-ski. We got to the lake and I helped James get the boat ready while everyone else walked down to the dock. As James backed the boat down the ramp, I unhooked it from the trailer and held it to the dock as everyone else got in. We sat in the boat, talking about random stuff and congratulating Ashley on her graduation. James got to the boat and we drove across the lake to the beach where we usually set up our stuff.
We unloaded the stuff out of the boat and set it up. James started the charcoal on the grill, Christina and I set up the canopy and the rest of the girls took care of everything else. Once we were done setting up, James asked who wanted to ride on the tubes first. Jane yelled saying that she wanted to and that she wanted Christina to be on the other one. James and his wife got into the boat hooked the tubes up and they were off with Jane and Christina yelling and screaming behind them. Ashley and I were sitting on out towels on the beach just soaking up the sun.
“So, congrats again on your graduation. What are your plans now?” I asked April.
“I don’t know. I kind of want to be a nurse. I might go to college for that, I don’t want to leave home though. I like my family and I think it would be hard to go far away for school.”
“Yeah, I don’t know if your mom would want you too far away either. Actually, don’t tell her I told you this, but she said that she wants you to at least stay in state if not in town for school.”
“She told you that?” April asked me.
“Yeah, she said that a while ago at one of our bar-b-ques. You know how moms are.”
April smiled and in a sarcastic voice said, “Yeah, they don’t want their babies to grow up. I know.” We sat for a little while longer, and then April stood up and said, “I wonder where they are? They should have been back by now. I’ll try calling them.” She got her phone and called them. April came over to me and said, “They forgot to fill the boat up with gas. They had to put it back on the trailer and go to the gas station. They won’t be back for about an hour. Oh well, you wanna go for a swim? I’m hot.”
‘Yeah you are’ I thought to myself. “Sure, that’ll cool us off a little.” I stood up and took my shirt and sandals off. I could see out of the corner of my eye that April was staring at me. I turned to her and asked, “Are you gonna swim in your shorts and shirt?”
“Oh, no, sorry, I was just thinking about something.” She bent down and slid her shorts off revealing her bikini bottom that barely covered half of her ass. She stood back up and peeled her shirt off. She had a very tight fitting black string bikini with white tie-strings. Her tanned body glowed in the sunshine. She tossed her shirt on her towel with her shorts and we both walked into the water.
We splashed around a while. April went under the water and came up with her face looking up, brushing her hair back with her hands. I swam out a ways turned around and came back in. When I got to where I could stand, April came up behind me, jumped on my back and pulled me under the water with her. I reached around behind my head, trying to grab her shoulders and pull us both out of the water. My hand went to the back of her neck and while I grabbed her neck to pull us both up, I accidentally grabbed the tie string of her bikini. As we came out of the water, I let go quickly, but April must not have noticed it right away. We stood up, I turned around and she was standing there, breasts fully exposed to me. I quickly turned away, she grabbed her top and pulled it back on, saying, “Oops, sorry about that.”
“No, I think I did that on accident. I’m the one who should apologize.” I could feel my face turning red from the embarrassment but I could also feel the blood flowing into my cock from the sight of her great tits. “I really didn’t mean to do that April.”
“It’s OK Ryan. We were playing around. That stuff happens.” She sounded pretty mature saying that. We walked out of the water and went and sat on our towels. I made sure April went first so she didn’t see my partially erect penis sticking out…and so I could watch her wet ass walking up the beach. With all the moving and jumping we did, her bikini bottoms had ridden up a little, almost creating a thong look. April got to her towel and sat down. She still had one hand on the back of her neck to hold her bikini on. I was almost to my towel when she said, “Hey Ryan, before you sit down, would you mind tying this for me. I mean, since you untied it anyway.” I could hear the sarcasm in her voice.
“Yeah, sure, I can do that, smart ass.” I walked over behind her, knelt down behind her, grabbed the strings and tied them.
“No, it’s gotta be a little tighter than that. Are you trying to make me fall out of this thing?”
I wanted to say yes, but I said, “OH, sorry, no I don’t know how tight you want it.”
She grabbed her breasts, and pushed them up and together a little. “Here, now pull the strings so they’re kinda tight.” I pulled up on the strings. “There, now tie it.” She let go of herself and said, “There, that’s a lot better. See? They don’t flop all over now.” She shook her chest back and forth a little to make sure.
“Sorry, I’ve never tied a bikini on before. Not really my thing you know?” I quickly sat down hoping that she didn’t see my semi-erect cock.
April turned toward me, and lay down on her stomach. She picked her head up, looked at me and asked, “Would you mind rubbing some sun screen on my back Ryan? I don’t want to burn.”
“Yeah, I can do that.” I grabbed the sun screen and squirted some into my hand. I started rubbing it on her back, holding the strings up with one hand and rubbing the sun screen into her back with the other.
“You know what? You can untie that so it doesn’t get in the way.”
“Its fine, I can work around it.”
“No, please untie it. I also don’t want to get any tan lines.” I grabbed the strings in each hand and slowly untied the knot, putting the loose ends on the ground next to her. I finished with her back when she asked, “My legs too? Would you mind?”
“Of course not, I don’t mind.” I said, thinking ‘actually I would love it.’ I rubbed sun screen into the skin on the back of her legs starting at her feet and moving up to the back of her thighs.
April reached her hands back to her bikini, pulled it even more into her ass, and asked, “Here too? Please?”
In a sarcastic tone of voice I said, “If I have to I guess I will.” I put more sun screen on my hands and began rubbing it into her ass.
I wasn’t thinking about anything besides rubbing her ass. I was staring at my hands as I made circles around her butt. She had a very firm and toned ass. I was so focused on her ass, April had to stop me and say, “I think it’s good now Ryan. I think you got it all rubbed in.”
“Sorry, my mind wandered off a little there.” I got up and moved back to my towel. I lay down on my towel on my stomach, pressing my now almost fully erect cock into the ground. April reached up to the back of her neck, untied her bikini and moved her hair out of the way. She was looking at me the whole time she was untying her top, ensuring I saw her and knew what she was doing. When she finished, she kept her eyes on me. “What?” I asked her.
“Oh nothing. Thanks for rubbing the sun screen on me.”
“No problem, you are welcome.” She laid her head back down as did I.
I laid there listening to the waves for what seemed like forever, I looked at my watch and it was only about ten minutes. I heard April say, “Ryan, do you think you can put some more sun screen on me?”
“Already, I think you should be ok. It’s only been ten minutes.” I replied, not opening my eyes.
“Yeah, but you didn’t get all of me.” I sat up and looked over at April. She was sitting up, facing me, and was completely topless. “You missed a couple spots. Specifically, here and here.” She pointed to her breasts.
I quickly turned my head, saying “April, don’t you think you should put your bikini back on? Your parents could be back any time.”
“They told me an hour which usually means longer than that. Now, please, come over here and put some sun screen on me. I told you that I didn’t want to get burned…or tan lines. This is the best way to not get tan lines, right?”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.” I stood up, and walked over to her, trying not to stare at her beautiful chest. “Um, I guess, lay down.” April laid down and I grabbed the sun screen, put some onto my hands, and started rubbing it into her stomach.
“I already put it on there; I wanted you to put in on here.” She grabbed my hands and brought them up to her chest. She put my hands on either breast and started to move them in circular motions. “See? I need you to rub it in here.” She said as she released the grip she had on my hands. “Yeah, that’s the spot. Right there.” She started to moan softly.
“April, are you sure this is OK? I mean, I’m married.” I felt my hard on growing bigger so I moved a little to try and hide it.
“Ryan, if I didn’t want you to do this, I wouldn’t have asked. Besides, no one will ever know besides us.” Somehow that was reassuring, I don’t know why, but I felt better. I continued rubbing and massaging her breasts. “That feels good Ryan.” She closed her eyes and started to breathe a little heavier. “OK, I think it’s all rubbed in Ryan.”
“So, maybe I wanna keep rubbing your beautiful breasts. It seems like you are enjoying it and I know I am.” I started to pinch her nipples a little as they became erect.
April moved her hand up to my leg, and ran it up to my hard cock. “Well, I guess you are enjoying it. See? Aren’t you glad I asked you to rub the sun screen on me now?” She started to massage my cock through my swim shorts. It felt so good I started to close my eyes. Her other hand reached up to my shoulder and she slowly pulled me down to her. I opened my eyes as I got close to her; she was looking directly into my eyes and said, “Ryan, can I kiss you?” Without giving me a chance to respond, she pulled me closer and kissed me. Her lips were so soft and she tasted like strawberries from her lip gloss. She opened her eyes and stopped the kiss, “Wow, Ryan, you are a good kisser.”
“Thanks, but that was nothing.” I kissed her again, this time opening my mouth and sticking my tongue into hers. I slowly moved my tongue around inside her mouth playing with her tongue. I still had my hands on her breasts, massaging them and pinching her nipples. April started to moan more as she started to move her tongue around with mine.
She took her hand off of my hard-on, reached up and pulled the tie-string on my shorts. “Is this OK?” She asked sheepishly. I nodded as we kissed. She slid my shorts down, letting my hard cock ‘snap’ off of the waistband of my shorts. It stuck out facing her now. “Wow, Ryan, your wife is a very lucky lady. You have a nice big dick. Is that OK if I call it a dick?”
“Yeah, you can call it whatever you want April.”
She grabbed it again and started to stroke the length of it with her hand. Her eyes fixed on my cock, she said, “Wow. I just can’t believe the size of it. I mean, it’s a lot bigger than the boys’ I have been with from school.” I was wondering how many boys she had been with. She returned her lips to mine and with her free hand, she took one of my hands off of her chest and guided it down to her crotch. “Will you rub here too Ryan? I think I need some attention down here.”
I started to rub her mound right above her pussy. She let go of my hand, went to either side of her hips with her hand and untied the strings on her bikini bottoms. She pulled them off revealing her completely shaven young mound to me. She grabbed my hand again, moving it farther down, “Down here Ryan.” I ran my fingers up and down her slit which was partly moist. I felt her juices on my fingertips the more I rubbed it. April started to moan louder now, especially after I started alternating back and forth between flicking each nipple.
She dug her tongue into my mouth and stroked my cock faster. “April, that’s getting a little rough.” I was referring to my cock as she was stroking it faster.
“OK, so what? I don’t have anything to put on it for lube. But I can do this.” She stopped stroking me, leaned up on her elbow, and inserted my cock into her mouth. “Mmmmmm.” Her lips were stretched to the limit as she took my cock into her mouth. She pulled her head back, “Damn, that’s big. I imagined that you’d have a big cock, but not that big. It barely fits in my mouth.” She re-inserted my cock into her mouth, moaning as she slid her lips down my shaft. I moved my fingers up and started to rub her clit. She started to moan more now. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and said, “Ryan, will you, you know, will you have sex with me?”
“You mean you want me to fuck you? Uh, April, I…”
“Don’t worry,” she knew what I was going to say. “My parents aren’t going to be back for a while still and NO, your wife will never know.”
“I would love to do that. I have been thinking about doing you since I met you. I just never thought I would have the opportunity.”
“Really?” She asked excitedly. “I have been thinking that too. Can I tell you another secret?”
“What’s that?”
“I have masturbated many times thinking about you fucking me and about you fucking your wife. I saw you two messing around in your kitchen one day when I was home from school. I heard you laughing, so I looked over to see what you were doing, and you were standing between her legs as she was naked on the counter. I tried to stop looking, but I just couldn’t. I’m sorry Ryan. Please don’t be mad.”
“Oh, I am far from mad. Actually it turns me on more knowing that you were watching us. I like that.” I moved over so I was kneeling in front of her open legs, my hard cock pointing at her awaiting pussy. “April, I don’t have a condom, I don’t think we can do this.”
“It’s ok Ryan, I’m on the pill just in case something happens. I told my mom that it was so I got more regular periods, but it’s not really for that. You might have to go slow. Actually, you know what? How about you lay down? That way I can control how deep and far your dick goes into me.”
“I would love that. I would actually prefer that.” I didn’t tell her I liked to be on bottom. “I want you to be able to control it so I don’t hurt you.” I lay down on her towel as she stood up and straddled me. My cock standing erect, pointing up at her pussy, she squatted down, grabbed me and positioned herself over me. She pressed the head right at the entrance of her opening and began to take me in.
She put both of her hands down there and pulled her pussy lips apart. “This’ll help.” April started to push herself down onto my cock. As the head went in, she gasped for air. Her eyes opened wide out of shock, but she kept pushing. I felt the head of my dick pop into her and April let out a loud moan. “Mmmmmm that feels great! It’s definitely big, but it feels so good.” She kept lowering herself into my prick. I could tell she was in pain, but she didn’t stop. She closed her eyes, held her breath, and pushed down onto me as far as she could take it. “Oh my God Ryan. That feels so good.”
“Yeah it does, your pussy is so tight. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I love the feel of a tight pussy on my cock.” I reached up and started to massage her breasts as she relaxed a little and started to move herself up and down on my cock.
I took one hand down to her crotch and started to rub her clit again. “Oh my God that feels so good.” She mumbled something after that.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oh, I was just asking myself if I was really fucking you right now. It feels great.” As she loosened up more, she started to move up and down easier. I pinched and twisted her nipples with the one hand that was still on her tits, which made her scream a little. “Do that again. That feels great!” I continued to rub her clit and pinch her nipples as she started to bounce up and down faster on my cock.
“Damn April, you are so tight I don’t think I am going to last too long,” I told her. “I’m trying to hold it back as long as I can, but it’s not doing much.”
“That’s fine. Just do what you do and we’ll get used to each other more. I won’t last long either. I’ve never had a cock this big before.” She reached up and grabbed her breast that I wasn’t pinching and started to rub it. She leaned her head back and moaned even louder. I could feel the temperature of her pussy heating up. She was getting ready to climax.
As she heated up, I felt my balls start to pump my cum into my shaft. I twitched my cock in her and she let out a small scream of surprise. My thumb was moving faster on her clit now and my fingers pinching her nipple were working at the same speed. “I think I’m gonna cum April. I can’t hold it any longer.”
“Do it, go inside me. I want to feel your cum in me.” She started to bounce up and down faster, but now she added a back and forth movement which sent me over the edge.
“Here it comes. Holy shit!” I yelled as I pushed my cock into her, releasing shot after shot of cum deep into her young pussy. I tightened up my cock, making it swell more, and pushed and held it in her.
“Oh my God that feels so good. I didn’t know it would go in that deep Ryan.” I looked down and saw that I was entirely inside of her wet pussy. I could feel her juices dripping out of her and onto the area around the base of my shaft. April started to shake as she let out more moans and screams. She went up and then came back down on my cock. When she got to the base again, she stayed there, started to shake more and leaned down to kiss me. Our lips met and it was like heaven. My cock inside of this teenager I have longed for for a while. April’s breasts pressing against my chest and our tongues dancing around each other’s.
I broke the kiss, “It’s been a while and I think your parents might be back soon. We should probably get dressed. But, if it’s ok with you, I definitely want to do this again.”
April stood up, letting my softening dick slide out of her dripping pussy and said, “Hell yes I want to do this again…obviously. Your cock is amazing.” She grabbed her bikini and started to put the top on. I reached up to her crotch and flicked her clit. She jumped back, “Don’t. That’s too sensitive right now. Later.” She put the rest of her bikini on and, with my cock subdued now, I put my swim shorts back on.

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When In Rome – 06

Author’s Notes Sorry Chapter 6 took so long – I’ve had some pretty annoying computer issues and it took longer to fix than the computer guy estimated. Plus, this chapter is 8,000 words long, so it took a little longer and I couldn’t find an acceptable way to split it.
If you’re a fan of this series, but rape isn’t something you want to read – just skip scene one. The next two are perfectly consentual. (For now, this rape scene looks like just a random, gratuitious act of violence – but I assure it, it will end up being a key part of the plot. I didn’t write it for “fun”).
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CHAPTER THREE:
Scene 01: Julia – Sex? Rape.
Scene 02: Callia – Sex? Yes.
Scene 03: Cassius – Sex? Yes.
_____________________________JULIA
Julia laughed as the drops of water spattered against her face. She spun to face her husband and pointed a teasing finger at his face. He was still leaning over the tub, smirking at her.
“Splash me again, and I promise, my love.. I will make you late.” She dropped her robe to the floor and reveled in the expression that crossed his face.
He glared at her, mock-fury on his face, but he couldn’t hide his smile for long. She loved that a smile, so unguarded on the face of an ex-soldier who had seen far too much for several lifetimes. She pressed her lips against his mouth, and then he kissed her nose and her eyelids.
“I must go.” He yanked her robe off the floor and tossed it to her, the smile never leaving his face. “Now put that back on or I’ll never make it out the door.”
He was a good man, her husband. The best she’d ever known. When she’d turned twenty, the man who owned her, Lykos, had auctioned her off, and she’d thought she’d be dead in days. But her Titus had shown up, and he’d bid every coin he had to his name. He’d gone broke to save her. To buy her freedom. To make her his wife.
He kissed her forehead before walking out the door. “I’ll be home by sunrise. I love you, Julia.”Not as much as I love you.
She was still smiling as she curled into their bed, a bed she’d taken so long to get used to. Now she couldn’t imagine ever going back to sleeping on a dirty straw covered floor in Lykos’ slave pens. She fell asleep, and dreamed of the beautiful, blond God of a man who had saved her life.
And she woke up to a nightmare.
She had felt the bed move, but she’d thought it was Titus, home early to sleep beside her. But the scarred man hovering over her was not blond like Titus. The knee forcing her legs wide open did not belong to her husband. The hand covering her mouth smelled like spices and sweat, not the wood her husband used to build homes.
She jerked her entire body, trying to fight off the strange body on top of her. She tried to scream. She moved her head just enough to sink her teeth into his fingers, but his hand moved only long enough to strike her across the face, and then it was on her throat, catching her frantic cries in a closed off throat.
“Please,” she tried to beg. She wasn’t a whore anymore. She wasn’t a willing body to be used by strangers. Her Titus had bought her freedom. “Get off me.”
The stranger laughed, and her blood ran cold. She was not blind or deaf to what was happening in Rome, and she cried out as he licked, licked, the side of her face.
She tried to rock her body upward, but her held her too tightly. One arm was around her throat, and she tried to dig at his face. Her nails raked at his skin, and she could see the blood welling in the tracks and was rewarded with another slap that somewhere closer to a punch.
His lips pressed against her ear and she felt her stomach turn as he forced his hand between her thighs. “Don’t fight it, Little Whore. The first time I fuck you will be in your husband’s bed.”First time? No, not if she could help it. There would be no ‘first time.’ Her heart pounded in her chest, ice flowed through her veins. She felt like she’d awoken from a nightmare and had yet to shake off the last vestiges of terror from the things she’d seen. But tears pooled in her eyes, because the nightmare was real.
His hand freed her throat, and she gasped for a breath just long enough to take in enough air to scream, but before she could make a sound, cloth was being shoved in her mouth. She clawed and punched at his chest as he tied the cloth gag firmly in place with rope. She could feel the coarse material chafing at the sides of her lips.
Her attacker was solid. Large. But he wasn’t young. He was an older man, perhaps she could fight her way free. She had to. She had to try. For Titus. She wouldn’t allow her husband to come home to find that his wife had been violated by another man.
She froze, waiting, and then she slammed her head forward and felt the sickening crunch of bone as her forehead hit him square in the nose. He howled, and blood -his blood- dripped onto her face just before his fist connected with her cheek. Pain bloomed just below her eye, and her attacker snarled at her like a vicious hound.
He dug his teeth into the side of her face before he whispered to her softly. “If you desire to live, let that be the last mistake you make, Julia.”
How did he know her name? Tears burned on her face, hotter on the left side where he’d punched her and she sagged against the bed as straddled her chest. He was so heavy, and she could feel his cock pressing between her breasts and it made her sick to her stomach. He had no right to touch her. She gasped for air as she realized what he was doing. What she was powerless to stop. He was tying her right hand to the bedpost. She whimpered around her gag. He’d said ‘if you desire to live.’ She tried to stop the panic seizing her body. What would be worse for her husband? Finding her alive and slightly damaged, or finding her dead in his bed? She took another breath. She’d been a whore for over half her life. This would not be the first cock she’d taken that she didn’t want. She could survive it. Titus could too.
She surrendered against the bed. She didn’t fight as he restrained her, but she didn’t look at him either. Giving up made her chest ache, and she sobbed around her gag as he rendered her immobile. He stroked her face, right where he’d hit her and she flinched away from him.
She looked up at him, her eyes flat and nearly as dead as she felt. Get it over with.
He laughed as if he could read her mind, and pressed her legs open. She shuddered as she forced her body not to fight him. She’d been trained for this. Lykos and his guards and friends had seen to that. She wanted to gag she she spread her own legs for him. Her body shook violently, her mind screaming her her to stop, as she spread herself wide open for this man.
She did gag as his fingers touched her slit. She was bone dry, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She could think of Titus, but she would not dishonor her husband that way. She would suffer through this. And she would do nothing to ease her own discomfort.
“That’s such a good girl,” he cooed down at her as his fingers tried to press into her cunt. She closed her eyes against the pain and loathing she felt as this stranger’s fingers violated what didn’t belong to him. She didn’t see the next slap coming.
Furious brown eyes stared into hers when they flew open. He rammed his fingers back in her hole. He slapped her again, and stared at her in unabashed disgust as he spat on his hand as rubbed his fingers against her hole. She winced, every nerve of her body screaming at her to fight as he pressed the head of his cock against her. She narrowed her eyes, anger and terror pounding through her veins as her tried to work his way in. It fucking hurt, and she whined around her gag as she felt the first inch of his cock force inside her.
He drew in a sharp breath and she didn’t let herself look away from him. One of his hands moved up to squeeze on of her breasts as he stroked his shaft. He grinned down at her.
She didn’t even try to keep from screaming as he forced the rest of cock inside her in one stroke. No one could hear her anyway. She was bound and gagged and in the middle of nowhere. And her screams seemed to please him. His cock felt like it was tearing her apart as he forced it inside her tight cunt. She felt every movement, every small thrust, every second of his swollen cock spreading her open. She could barely keep her eyes open as he finally filled her completely. He felt foreign inside her, too big, too deep. She just had to endure it for a few moments, then her body would adjust. It would help her through this, grow wet despite what her mind wanted. She knew this from experience.
He leaned back and pulled his cock out until just the head remained inside her. He spat again, this time it landed on his shaft and this thrust was less painful but no less of a violation. And it seemed he was done with pleasantries.
He collapsed on top of her and wrapped his hand around her throat as he timed his next thrust. She couldn’t stop screaming around her gag. She had promised herself that she wouldn’t fight, but she’d overestimated herself. She couldn’t do this, not anymore. She struggled against him as his cock slammed inside her again and again. Her body was doing what she’d known it would; her cunt was starting to get wet around him, and instead of comforting her, it disgusted her and she pulled hard at the ropes holding her in place and bucked against the heavy body on top of her.
“No, I c-can’t. I thought I could.” She tried to speak around the fucking gag but she couldn’t. Her words were twisted, all jumbled vowels. “I don’t want it.”
He licked his lips, and depraved smile on his face, his cock jerking inside her cunt as he watched her cry and struggle to speak. He slammed deeper, and she knew he was feeling what she was – a wet cunt. He groaned as he violated her. Soft moans from a man were something that turned her on, something she loved about her husband, and the man inside her now was ruining that with the noises he made as he raped her.
His hands gripped her tits, tugged at her nipples. His fingers pinched and pulled at the hard little buds on her breasts and she winced as she felt hr hips involuntarily rock up to meet his. He laughed.
“Once a whore, always a whore. Right, Julia?” He gripped her hips as he drove his cock deeper inside her; he didn’t pull out. He moved his hips in slow circles, pushing inside her from every angle, sliding deeper and harder until she cried out. It was from pain. At least that’s what she told herself.
He pulled her leg up off the bed, brought it around him and rested her calf against his chest and she gritted her teeth around the rope as her cunt tightened around him. He leaned forward, laying against her leg as he pushed it closer to her chest, and pounded forward again. His sighs were louder this time, his breathing harder, and she knew why. She could feel it too. The angle of her leg made her cunt squeeze so fucking tightly around his cock, and he took full advantage. His breathing was ragged as he violated her, muscles taut, face twisted in the pleasure he was taking from her unwilling body.
She winced, and shook her head. No. The way he filled her, the angle of her leg and his body. She could feel the friction on her clit, feel every single stroke of this strangers cock, the cock her pussy had grown so fucking wet around. He slammed inside her cunt as if he owned it, and she had been trained too well. She hated herself as her hips rocked up to meet him. Hated him as the tone of the screams against her gag changed from screams of pain to something else. She wanted to kill him as she felt the pressure building deep in her and she wanted to kill the man who had owned her. The man who had thrown her to his soldiers and let them use her body sometimes for days. Left her locked in with them until she orgasmed.
And now some man had broken into her husband’s house. Some sick stranger had forced his cock inside her against her will, and she was going to cum around it. This was Lykos’ fault, not hers. The things he had done to her had made her this way.
He gripped her jaw and forced her to look in his eyes. “That’s a good whore, push against this cock, Julia. Show me how mow much you want it.”
She shook her head. No.
He slapped her again. “Squeeze your cunt around my cock, bitch. Unless you’d rather have it in your ass.”
She froze. Panic consumed her. He would do it. He must have watched her, waited for her husband to leave. Lurked in the shadows until she was alone and entirely at his mercy. She didn’t like to be fucked in the ass. Some of the whores did, but not her. It hurt so fucking badly, left her with an ache made her feel disgusting for days. Her husband was the only man who’d ever understood that. He’d never asked her for that and she’d never offered.
She closed her eyes, hot tears thick in her eyelashes. She obeyed him. She felt him jerk so deep that she would have sworn he was in her belly as she tightened her cunt around him, squeezed her legs and forced her own hips up to meet him thrusts. She sobbed as she pushed herself to meet every one of his violent thrusts as he toyed with her embarrassingly hard nipples.
He yanked her legs around his back, and she gripped him tightly. She forced the voice inside her head to silence as she dug her heels into his back and pulled him closer. He muttered his approval and his stokes grew harder, deeper as her thighs started to tremble against his hips.
He felt it too, and he laughed. A cruel, triumphant laugh as he pulled his knife back up to her throat.
“I’m going to remove your gag, Julia. No one can hear you, but if you do anything other than beg for this cock while you cum.. Nod if you understand.”
She nodded furiously. Maybe he would cum, too. If he came, if she made him cum, then it would all be over. Maybe he would just leave and she could pretend this was just a nightmare.
He buried his cock deep in her cunt as he yanked the rope out of her mouth. She gagged as he pulled out the cloth, and she had to force herself not to scream as he slapped her again.
“Now, Julia. Be a good whore. Tell me how good this cock feels in your cunt.”Oh Gods, she couldn’t.
“P-please, please fuck me.” She stifled a cry and stared back up at him, hoping the terror in her voice wouldn’t enrage him further. She pushed her hips against him – that was the easy part. She could allow her body to feign willingness, but she couldn’t put a voice to it. Titus.
He slapped at her tits, and she could feel like hot imprint of his hand long after it had been pulled away. She couldn’t focus on the words she was forming, but they disgusted her. She moaned, and writhed and begged for more as he continued to assault her cunt. And she felt like something inside her brain broke into a thousand pieces when she came around him. Pain warred with pleasure, guilt and grief sparred with lust. She sobbed even as she screamed for more.
His hand covered her face, his fingernails dug into her cheeks as she felt him slam inside her and stay there. Still except for the smalled stokes and he groaned as he came deep inside her body.
She shuddered as he collapsed on top of her, her skin was raw, her throat hoarse from screaming. Her eyes burned from river of tears they’d cried. He came inside her, the thought wouldn’t leave her head. She was still terrified, terrified at what might come next, terrified of what her husband would say if she lived through this. She was going to be ill. She was going to – she gagged hard against his shoulder, and he moved instantly to hold her head by her hair and guide it over the side of the bed.
He laughed as he watched her. When she was finished, he jerked her back on the bed, and she collapsed against her husband’s pillow, too numb to even cry.
*CALLIA
She’d never left her father’s compound before. Now here she was, on horseback with Cassius’s arms around her waist and she was going to the market. She couldn’t remember ever being this excited. Their four brothers were riding around them. They’d also picked up a few stragglers, men who’d assumed it would be safer to ride in their group.
It was cold, but Cassius had wrapped a blanket around their shoulders so that no one could see just how tightly he was holding her around the waist. She was dressed in a peplos, a modest garment that she didn’t like. But once she realized her brother wasn’t going to let a simple skirt impede him, she didn’t mind so much. She grinned as she felt his hand pulling her skirt up around her hips and then snake between her thighs.
His lips pressed against her ear. “Don’t make a sound. One word, one moan, and I stop.”
She bit her lip and leaned her head back against his chest as his fingers brushed against her clit. She heard him groan softly behind her as his finger trailed slowly down her slit. She bit her lips together as he worked a finger inside her. She arched her hips to meet him as she glanced around.. She wondered if anyone had any idea what they were doing. She almost hoped they did. She hoped one of her brothers (or even better, one of the strangers) was watching her face as her brother slid a second finger inside her cunt.
He pulled his fingers out and pinched her clit between his fingers and she choked back a moan. Her back arched as his fingers worked a circle around her little button only to pinch it again.
“You have no idea how badly I want this between my teeth,” he breathed in her ear as his fingertip swirled around her clit. She hissed in a breath and he laughed under his breath. Her back arched against him and he let his teeth barely graze the curve of her neck.
“And this, little sister,” He told her quietly as he drove his fingers back inside her cunt. “This is what I think of any time I’m inside another whore. This soaking wet, deliciously tight little cunt. Those big eyes rolled back in your head, the way your voice breaks when you scream my name as you cum.”
She arched her back, terrified that she wasn’t going to be able to keep quiet.
“Looks like we have an audience, Sis,” he whispered. He pulled her hard against his chest and pressed his chin against the side of her face to turn her head.
She grinned as her eyes met the gaze of one of the strangers. His mouth dropped open as she smiled at him. She licked her lips and arched her back as the man watched her. Her mouth dropped open in a nearly silent gasp as Cassius’ thumb pressed against her clit as he finger-fucked her. She kept her eyes locked on the man, her body shaking against her brother’s chest, and she couldn’t stop the gasp as his teeth sank into her shoulder.
His lips pressed against her ear. “That’s it, I know you wanna scream Cal. Do it. Scream for me, my love. Show them how hard you cum for me.”
She sucked in a relieved breath, and pushed her back against his so she could arch her back up to meet his fingers. She moaned as he shoved his fingers deeper inside her, spreading them open and closed as drove them deep inside her. Her second moan was louder, and a few of them men stopped their horses in their tracks to glance back at her. She laughed as she saw the surprise -and lust- on their faces.
Cassius stopped his horse as well, and wrapped his other hand around her waist. The fingers of one hand pounded in her cunt as he worked at her round little clit with the other. She whimpered, watching the men watch her as her brother brought her closer and closer to orgasm. She gritted her teeth and hissed his name as her titght little thighs started to tremble.
“Oh, Cassius.” She whispered in between loud, frantic cries. His fingers worked her clit in furious, expert strokes as his fingers pounded harder and harder until her body bucked against him, her head thrown back, eyes closed as she came screaming around his fingers. His breathing was hard, shallow, and hot against her neck as she came screaming his name in the middle of the clearing as their brothers and the strangers looked on. He pumped his fingers inside her, just a few thrusts after her orgasm subsides, and then he pulled his fingers out of the blanket that surrounded him and shoved them in her mouth.
A few of the men’s mouths dropped open as she sucked her own cum greedily off her brother’s fingers.
One of them men looked up at Cassius, confusion on his face. “I thought you said that was your sister.”
All of her brothers laughed.
Cass flashed him a crooked, satisfied grin. “She is.”
Cassius snapped the reins of his horse and they trotted off in front of the men. As they passed them, Callia heard one mumble, “Wish I had a sister like that.”
They rode ahead of the men, and She peered behind her as Cassius turned down a different path than the rest of the group. They rode for a moment down a desolate path and pulled up in front of a small home. Behind it stood a barn or stable, and off in the distance there was smoke and the sound of a hammer clanging against metal rising from another building.
“I thought we were going to the market.”
He kissed her neck. “We are, but I have something I need to do first.”
“Who are we here to see?” She asked her brother, puzzled.
“Not we, Little Sis. You.” A slow smile spread across his face. “I have an errand to run, and I need you somewhere safe. The man inside is a friend of mine. When I get back, I expect to see that you’ve been a very gracious guest.”
She bit her lip to hide her excitement. “I’m to please him, then?”
He pressed her body against the side of the house. His lips brushed softly against her neck. “Yes, Callie. You’re to please him. And when I return, I expect to see his cum covering that pretty little face. I don’t care how long I’m gone, you leave it there so I know you were a good girl.”
She arched her back and pressed her hips against his. His cock was pressing hard against her and she grinned up at him. “Is he expecting me?”
Cassius shook his head. “No. But I have no doubt you’ll manage to persuade him to let you stay. If you need to, tell him I sent you. His name is Albus.”
He bit at her bottom lip, and then mounted his horse. He glanced back at her as he rode off and took a deep breath before heading for the hammering sound she heard in the distance.
The old man looked up as she entered the stable. He didn’t wear a toga, or even a tunic, but strange trousers like the barbarians she’d seen in her father’s paintings and scrolls. He was shirtless, and built exceedingly well for a man who’d probably gone completely gray at least ten years ago. She could see the faint gleam of sweat on his skin as he threw down his hammer and tilted his head at her.
“You lost, child?”
Nerves pooled in her stomach and she smiled up at him. “Are you Albus?”
He frowned suspiciously. “Whose asking?”
She slipped past the doorway and studied the table he was working at. “My brother sent me. Cassius. He said-”
“I know more than one Cassius, girl. Be specific.”
She hesitated. “Um. Lykos is our father.”
“Ahhh,” he laughed and winked at her. “You’re the little whore. Ca.. Cal..?”
“Callia.” She nodded to him politely.
“Yes. Callia.” He stepped over towards her and circled her slowly like he was examining a statue. “Pretty little thing, aren’t you? And why did Cassius send you to alone to see some old man?”
She smiled at him wide-eyed and feigned innocence. “He said you’d look after me.”
“Is that all he said?”
She bit her lip and grinned at him as she shook her head. “He told me to be a gracious guest.”
He smiled and she could see the lines crinkling at the corners of his eyes. He stepped closer to her slowly, as if he expected her to shy away. She stood her ground as he stroked her face with the backs of his knuckles and inhaled a soft breath as he cupped one of her tits with the other hand.
“And just how gracious to you intend to be?”
She ran her tongue over her top lip as she reached out to stroke his cock through his his clothes. She giggled as she felt him already growing hard.
He laughed as his hand covered hers and pressed her palm harder against his cock. His other hand was at her waist, and he loosened her belt. He ripped her peplos over her head and she sighed in relief, she’d wanted rid of that damn thing all day. She reached for his pants but he slapped her hands away.
“Stand back. Let an old man look at you for a minute, child.”
She laughed as she backed away, and tossed her hair behind her shoulders. She traced her fingernails lightly over her breasts as he studied her body. He stepped forward and massaged one of her tits with his fingertips, flicked at her nipple as his other hand moved lower to cup her little cunt. She purred up at him as the tip of one finger dipped slowly into her cunt. He exhaled a ragged breath as he prodded her wet little hole, just the tip of his finger sliding in and out.
“Get on your knees, baby. Put your mouth on it for a minute.”
She never took her eyes off his as she dropped to her knees. She watched him, enjoying the way the lids of his eyes lowered and his chest rose and fell sharply as she placed soft kisses on the head of his cock. She licked slowly, teasingly up the shaft before taking him in her mouth. He stroked her cheek softly as she swallowed his cock, her little cheeks hollowing as she fucked his cock slowly with her pretty little mouth.
“That’s such a good little whore, baby.” His fingers skimmed over her cheekbone. “You know I’m old enough to be your father. Does your Daddy know what a good little cocksucker you are?”
She giggled around him and then tightened her lips, so that when she pulled him out of her mouth, they both heard the loud ‘pop.’ She grinned up at him as she trailed her tongue along the underside of his shaft. She flicked her tongue along the head and smiled up at him proudly.
“‘Course he does. Who do you think taught me?”
“Sucks her own fathers cock. I’ve never heard such a thing.” He let out a low laugh as he gathered the hair that had fallen in her face in his fist. He held her hair in his hand as he feigned shock. He arched his hips to shove his dick deeper in her throat. “Come on, then. Show me, Callia. Show me how you suck your daddy’s cock.”
She took a deep breath in through her nose, and then guided his cock swiftly down her throat. Her little cunt tightened, her clit throbbing as she felt his shaft stretch out her throat, felt the fullness of him inside her. He hissed as she pulled him out, just barely enough to take a breath and guided him back in. He pushed deeper every time she deep-throated his cock, fucking her face intently.
He breathed loudly as she pulled his cock out of her mouth and stroked it as she grazed her lips against his balls gently before she sucked him back in her mouth.
“That’s enough for now. It’s been too long since I saw this cock buried balls deep in a sweet little teenage cunt.” He fisted her hair and pulled her off his cock. He picked her up off the floor and sat her on top of a table that seemed to be the perfect height. She grinned up at him as she perched her ass on the edge and spread her legs wide open for him.
Albus grinned back at her. She liked him, and he could tell. He grinned as he stroked a finger up and down her soaking wet slit, from clit to hole. She rocked her hips against him as he teased her little pussy, moaning softly as he touched her. He took his cock in his fist, slapped it against her clit and laughed as he watched her writhe underneath him.
“Look at you.” He mused as he rested the head of his cock against her entrance. “Such a pretty little thing, so wet. So ready for some strange old man’s cock. Do you want me to fuck you, Callia?”
“Gods, yes,” she breathed, pushing her hips against him, trying to shove her cunt down on his cock. “I want to feel your big cock so deep inside me, Albus.”
He chuckled, but it turned into a strangled groan as he shoved himself inside her. She threw her head back as she felt the first stroke. That was one of her favorite parts of getting fucked; that first thrust of a brand new cock, the sound a man made the first time he drove inside her. His fingers traced the line of her bottom lip as he rested his cock so deep inside her. He pulled out and thrust deeper, slow powerful thrusts that made her clench her cunt tight around him. He slipped his thumb inside her mouth and she sucked greedily.
“Pretty little mouth on a pretty little whore. Does your father spill his cum inside those lips, Callia?”
She giggled as she stared up at him. He stroked his cock inside her, and it jerked as she flicked her tongue across the tip of his thumb. She nodded. “Sometimes he cums in my mouth. But sometimes he makes me lay back and open my mouth. He likes to see his cum all over my face. Will you cum on my face, Albus?”
His next thrust was so fast and so hard that she cried out and her little tits shook from the force.
“Do you want my cum on your face?”
It took her a minute to catch her breath, he was pounding her cunt now. Deep, fast thrusts that shook her entire body. He gripped her jaw in his hand and repeated his questions.
“Y-Yes, Albus.” She screamed out his name and felt his fingers tighten on her jaw and his cock throb in her cunt. She faked a sad little pout. “Cassius said I would be punished if he didn’t get to see your cum on my face.”
Albus wrapped his arms under hers, his fingers gripping her shoulders to pull her down harder on his thick cock. He leaned until is face was level with hers and she could watch his eyes while he fucked her.
“Now why would Cassius want to see his little sister’s face covered in my cum?” Again he faked a surprised confusion. “Don’t tell me you fuck him too, Callia. I mean, sucking your father’s cock is one thing. Are you really such a dirty little whore you fuck your own brother?”
She laughed, and her thighs trembled. Her little cunt was so fucking wet, and his cock felt so good inside her. She rocked her hips in slow circles as he pounded her pussy, and he murmured his encouragement.
“I have five brothers, Albus,” She told him with a sweet little grin. “They all fuck me. So does father.”
He laughed as she could see his face darken as he slammed his cock back inside her, his thrusts so hard and so fast now that she could hear the sound of his balls slapping against her.
“What bad girl you are Callia. A filthy, wet little slut.” He bit at her jaw and his fingers worked down her belly and lower to tease at her clit as he filled her cunt.
She nodded happily, in perfect agreement and gasped in disappointment as he yanked his cock out of her cunt.
“Don’t worry, I’m not finished with you yet,” he laughed as he climbed on the table, straddled her chest, and guided his cock to her mouth. “I just want to see you taste your own own cunt.”
She could feel the weight of his body on top of her, and she rocked her hips up, fucking at empty air as he guided his cock between her lips. She licked her own juices off his shaft; she loved the way she tasted on his cock. He stroked her hair as he fucked her mouth slowly. Then he grabbed her under her arms and pulled her farther onto the surface of the table so that he could guide his cock back inside her. He knelt over her and gripped her ankles. He pulled them up in the air, forcing them out to his sides in a wide V as he slammed back inside her. He pulled them closer into his body and nibbled at her ankle as he rocked his hips to drive his cunt inside. She gripped at the sides of the table for leverage as she pushed her cunt back against him.
“Faster, please, Albus. Please, oh Gods, fuck my little cunt.”
He pushed her legs up to her chest as he obliged her, driving into her with hard, furious thrusts. His eyes were trained on her young little tits bouncing below him as he fucked her cunt.
“Yes,” she breathed as she felt her pussy start to tremble around him. Her voice was ragged, high pitched, breathless. “Gonna cum.. Feel your big cock inside my cunt when I cum around it.. Fuck my pussy while I cum for you.”
He literally growled at her as his strokes grew more powerful, hard enough to bruise her little pussy lips and she threw her head back, screaming for him. She squeezed her tits as she came, violently trembling against him as her cunt spasmed around his body. She moaned his name, begging for his cock harder even as the orgasm tore through her tight little body.
He pulled his cock out as soon as her shudders subsided, and slapped his cock against her overly sensitive little clit and laughed as he watched her gasp and arch beneath him.
“Open your mouth wide, baby, and I’ll make sure you get to taste a little.”
She giggled an excited ‘thank you’ before she opened wide.
“Ahhhh,” She vocalized as she opened her mouth as wide as she could and he straddled her chest again and jerked his cock hard and fast with it pointed at her face.
He groaned and arched her back just before she felt the hot, thick cum his her face and tasted it in her mouth. He stroked just a few more times, and she kept her eyes open to watch his seed pump out of his cock and land on her face. She felt it on her nose, her cheek, her lips.
She let out a soft, satisfied little moan as she licked the salty cum off her lips. He sighed as he watched her.
When he’d stared at her cum covered face for a moment, he led her into his kitchen and served her what he claimed was his finest wine.
They talked at first about his life. Apparently he was the finest weapons-smith in Rome, which explained why Cassius was on such good terms with him. But the conversation quickly turned to her early training. He listened, engrossed, as she dazzled him with stories about her life: the dirty things she loved, the first load of cum she’d ever tasted, the men who paid her father to use her body. He sat back and stared intently at her through the first few stories, but it took a surprisingly short time for his cock to get hard again. He made her ride him slowly as she told him the story of the first time she’d ever taken a man’s cock in her little cunt.
By the time Cassius arrived, there was a second load of cum on her face to match the first.
*CASSIUS
He walked in the house without knocking, and there his little whore sat. She was sipping from a cup of wine, naked except for the dried cum on her sweet little face.
“So she wasn’t any trouble then?” Cass laughed as Albus stood to greet him.
His friend clapped him on the back. “If only I had tiny little teenage sluts showing up in my workshop more often. I’d be a much happier man.”
He slipped his hand around Callia’s throat as he studied her cum-stained face. “I see you were a good girl. Lot of cum, Callia. I’d say you made him cum more than once, didn’t you?”
She beamed as she nodded and he noticed a few stray drops of seed on her tits.
“If you ever bring her into the city again, and need someone to ‘look after her,’ I’d be happy to be of service, my friend.”
He didn’t take his eyes off Callia. He licked his lips, his cock throbbing between his legs. He’d intended to wait until they returned home, but why bother? He pulled her out of the chair by her hair, as she moaned as he spun her around to shove her over the table.
He traced a finger against her little hole. “He fucked you good, didn’t he, sis? Look at that little cunt.”
“Yes.” She pressed her hips back against him, and he pressed his middle finger against her tight, puckered little asshole. She gasped.
Albus moved over to lean against the doorway for a better view. “Can’t get enough, can she?”
“Never. She’s always ready.” Cass slid one finger slowly to her ass and his cock twitched as she moaned his name.
He tossed his sword on the table and stripped slowly, staring at his sister’s tight little body bent over the table. He slid a second finger into her ass, spreading them open as she stretched her out as much as he could. Her ass was tiny, always so fucking tight, and he was not a little man. He could stretch out her cunt enough to make her scream, and he rarely fucked her ass for that reason. But today her ass had not been used, and he wanted that hole to himself.
Her legs were already shaking as he slid just the head of her cock past the entrance of her ass. She was tiny, and he could see how far he had to stretch her to get it in. He inched in slowly, feeling her jerk around him as she struggled to relax her muscles. She whimpered in pain before he was even halfway in.
“Your clit, Callie.” He groaned as we warred with himself not to just force himself the rest of the way in in one quick stroke. Her ass was like a hot little vice, gripping his cock so tightly he could barely control himself. “Rub it, sis. Play with your little clit for me.”
He saw her nod, and her hand slid down her body, and she whimpered, and he felt her body spasm around his cock. Her muscles unclenched and this time she moaned as he inched himself farther in. He watched the swollen, rock hard shaft of his cock disappear into his sister’s ass, his balls already heavy. Her body clenched and unclenched around him as she toyed with her clit. He could hear her soft, sweet little moans, and the scream as he finally rested deep inside her. He fisted her hair as he eased out, and back in. Two, then three, then four slow thrusts as her body got used to his size. He head was turned toward the doorway, and when he glanced over, he saw Albus in the doorway, watching intently as he stroked his own cock.
He slapped his sisters ass and she gasped, part pain, part lust, part surprise.
“So fucking rude, Callia,” he chided. He heard her cry out as she slammed his cock back inside her. “Look at what you’ve done. And now you’re sitting here, watching him stroke a cock that you got hard, and you didn’t even offer to help him. Who trained you? I’m disappointed in you.”
He grabbed her by the hair, and pulled her off the table with his cock still deep inside her ass.
“Pull up a chair,” he told his friend. “Her mouth’s empty.”
Albus pulled up a chair and sat down, still stroking his cock.
Cassius forced his sister’s head down in the man’s lap. “Now, show me that you remember how to be a good girl.”
He heard it when she took the man’s cock in her mouth; greedy, wet sucking sounds, and then a strangled moan. He gathered all of her hair into his fist and held it away from her face. He pounded her ass as she deep-throated the cock in front of her. He could feel her ass tighten hard around him every time she choked. Her screams were muffled by the cock in her throat, but he could hear them. He fixated on the sight of his cock disappearing inside her, the way her tiny ass stretched wide around his shaft. He slapped her ass, over and over, leaving deliciously red hand prints on her soft skin.
She was so fucking tight around him, gripping his cock like no other whore ever had. He gripped her hips as he pulled her hard against him, loving every scream as she came up for air. Her legs were trembling against him, her knees shaking together violently. Albus’ hand was on the back of her neck, pushing her down harder on his cock as his hips drove up to meet her face.
When Cassius slid on hand between her legs to run her clit, she was practically dripping wet against his fingers. The lips of her cunt were soaked, her juices spreading nearly to her thighs. She whimpered as she rocked against his hand and his cock and he felt every muscle in her body tighten and start to shake as he slid two fingers inside her cunt. Three perfectly timed thrusts of his fingers and cock later and he felt it when she shattered around him. Her ass tightened, released, tightened, released – it vibrated so fast, so tight around his cock that he couldn’t keep the slow even pace he’d been using. He slammed inside her, any thought for her comfort gone. He gripped her slight little hips, and drilled her. Violent thrusts, so fucking hard that he could hear her screaming as Albus’s cock filled her throat.
Albus slapped the table hard with his hand and sounded a sharp gasp. His hips arched up and he forced Callie’s head down hard. He felt -and heard- his little sister choke and sputter as the man pumped his cum deep inside her throat. Her ass tightened as she gagged, and her body shook – and that was all it took.
He slammed into her so hard that he body moved forward a few inches. The legs of Albus’ chair scratched backward against the floor as he pumped his little sister’s ass full of cum. He dug his fingernails into her hips, grinding deep into her body as his balls emptied and her little hole filled with his seed.
The other man pulled his cock out of her throat, just before he pulled his cock out of her ass. She gasped for air, and Cassius helped her sink gently to her knees. She swayed like she was dizzy, and she grinned up at him, dried cum all over her pretty face and fresh cum and saliva on one side of her mouth and chin.
She looked dazed, but perfectly content. Satisfied.
He fucking loved her.
She kneeled on the floor, swaying slightly as he washed them cum off her face and tits and rocked on the balls of her feet as he helped her dress. He made a mess of it.
When she’d left their home this morning, her dress was ugly and modest, but perfectly draped and tied. Her hair had been perfectly arranged.. and she’s looked like a beautiful little noble girl.
Now her garment was sloppy, tied improperly, and her hair looked.. Well, it looked like she’d just been fucked – hard. Her eyes were sleepy and sated, her lips red and swollen.
When she’d left their home she’d looked like a beautiful little noble girl. Now she looked like a perfect little whore. It suited her much better, in his opinion. She looked far more beautiful to him like this – because this was who she truly was. And he loved who she was.

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I’ve been away for awhile. Had some spare time-am verrry horny and decided to redo My Daughter My Domme

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Les & Bob part 1

This is my first attempt at writing a story and it will comprise of a number of small chapters depending upon what you girls and guys think. This is a story about a pair of twin boys in the UK and some of their experiences in life and seen through the eyes of one of them. It is set in the past at an age when children in Britain did very much what they were told to do by an adult and never questioned it. Not to be read by persons under 18 years of age. ** WARNING ** You are about to read a chapter in a story that will contain graphic sexual activity between boys, a man and a woman and you need to be over 18 years old to continue reading this story. A fictional story Copyright: 2011 EnglishBoy no copying or changing without owner’s permission Written by EnglishBoy Contact me by sending a message via this site (preferred option) or by email [email protected]

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The Counselor Chronicles Part 1

The Youth Counselor Chronicles Part 1
i’m branching off slightly from the fucking and sucking Elizabeth series, but don’t worry i’m still writing it, i just wanted to try my hand at different stuff, please tell me below if you would like me to continue this series and if so please leave a rating and a comment thank you.
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It had been a long day at water park even longer since I had to watch all the girls parade around in bikini thongs and have girls like Claudia come up to me bend over and ask if it showed to much ass, I have been a youth counsellor for about 3 years now I’m in my forties, when I’m not working at brook springs high school as a counsellor, I volunteer at the church during my weekends to help out with the youth group, I normally have to deal with about 20 girls ranging from 15 to 17 years of age, today was a particularly tiring day because I had to supervise a trip to the brook springs water park, all I wanted to do was just get home and spend some time with my wife and relieve some of the pressure from my cock after seeing all those young girls running around in bikinis, don’t get me wrong I’m not one of those creepy people who likes to look at little girls but you would have to be gay to not be turned on by someone like
Tanya: a fifteen year old rugby player with double-D tits and an ass that was extremely small and tight.
Rebecca: a 16 year old redhead gymnast with a very nice ass, long legs and 36C tits, from some guys at the other youth group, I heard that she is quite flexible.
Tiffany: the 16 yr. old cheer leader who had blonde hair always in pigtails, double -D tits and an ass that matched Jessica alba’s, and I’ve heard people say that she is quite the slut.
Eve: 15 year old volleyball player who had b cup tits and a small tight ass that anyone could kill for.
Claudia: my best friends daughter, a soccer player, she had long runners legs, a muscled runners ass and big 36C tits that bounced and swayed as she played soccer.
I was carrying some boxes to my car thinking about and getting a semi all the tiny bikinis barely covering their tight bodies and their hard nipples clearly visible through the thin material when I met Father John outside the church saying goodbye to the kids from the youth group.
“Oh hello Chris, thank you for volunteering again this weekend God bless you my child”
“Thank you Father I enjoy helping out”
“My those boxes look heavy I’ll get someone to help you out”
Claudia was the 16 year old daughter of my friend Dave she was a nice girl, full of energy and always happy to help other people out she was close by so Father John called her over and asked her to help me out, she was still wearing her school uniform which consisted of an extremely short plaid skirt ,white stockings a white blouse and had her hair in a ponytail I put down the boxes and gave her a hug and asked her how her day had been my hand resting just slightly above her ass, we had flirted a lot over the years she would drop innuendos about my cock and I would mention how stunning she was but it never came to anything and I promised myself it never would, I heard a cough behind me from Father John and I hurriedly detached myself from Claudia.
“Well I’ll be seeing you next weekend Father”
“Yes goodbye Chris, have a nice week “
Claudia was only too happy to help me carry the boxes over to my car, as we walked I asked her about school and boys and other things, she didn’t have any boyfriends and she liked school and said she didn’t like any of the boys in her school because they were too immature and that she wanted an older man who knew what he was doing, upon hearing this I turned red and looked away, we got to my car and put the boxes in as she put hers in she slowly bent over to put it in the car, as she bent over I caught sight of the smallest white thong I had ever seen I gulped and pretended not to look as she wiggled her ass trying to get the box in , since she lived close by to my house I offered her a lift home, which she accepted happily , as I drove I chatted amiably with Claudia, as we drove I couldn’t help noticing her creamy white thighs that were parted and her skirt had ridden up a bit to the point where I could see her thong and her pussy covered by the thong, and I found myself wondering if it was as soft as it looked as I was looking she parted her legs even more.
“…..what do you think Chris?”
“Huh what?”
“Would you mind helping me with my homework? My Dad will be there so it should be fine and you said before that you studied math in university”
“Yeah no problem I’ll just call my wife and tell her”
She squealed and said thank you and hugged me I stiffened as I felt her surprisingly large breasts press up against me along with her hard nipples, I told her to settle down since I was driving, she did and I took a deep breath trying to force back the bad thoughts that had popped into my head, I pulled into her driveway and got out of the car, I told Claudia to go ahead and get started because I had to call my wife, as she walked away I was able to appreciate her young body she had a nice young tight ass that you could bounce a nickel off long legs 36C tits and long brown hair down to her waist as she walked her ass swayed back k and forth completely mesmerising me I shook my head and called my wife.
“Hey honey”
“Hi Chris honey where are you?”
“Sorry honey I have to stay late at the church, I need to organize some things”
“Oh ok that’s a shame, but it can’t be helped I suppose, just finish as soon as you can”
“I will it might take a few hours though, bye I love you”
“Love you too”
I felt guilty about lying to my wife but it was better than telling her I would be alone in a house with a 16 year old girl, she might get the wrong idea, I walked into the house and found Claudia sitting at the dining room table with Dave working on the math homework, she smiled as I walked towards her, it was a smile that made my whole body hum with electricity, I said hey to Dave I sat down opposite her he stood up and said he would leave us alone to concentrate and he wold be down the hall if we needed anything, after he left I began help her with her math, It turned out she did not know any of the answers so we got through it extremely slowly as we worked I felt Claudia’s foot rubbing against my leg I looked over at her and she smiled and moved her foot up to my crotch where she rubbed my hard-on her eyes widened in shock as she realized how big I was, I smiled but pushed her foot away
“Come on Claudia you have to concentrate to be able to get this”
“Fine, you’re just a buzz kill”
I became so bored after that, that I was fiddling with a pencil when I dropped it on the floor, I groaned and got under the table to get it, while I was down there I caught a glimpse between her perfect legs, I caught sight of her tiny tight white thong that barely covered her pussy and a dark wet patch in the middle of the thong, as I was looking her knees spread apart a bit more giving me a better view of her thong and her wetness letting the musky sent drift towards me I gulped and climbed back up again now with a raging hard on, we finally finished the homework once I told her we were finally finished we started talking and she asked if I had liked her bikini, I immediately said yes saying it looked beautiful on her she smiled and said she knew I had been working hard and she knew it took a long time so she wanted to thank me for helping out, she dropped her pencil and got under the table, next thing I knew I feel a pair of small hands on my jean zipper unzipping my jeans, then on my cock as she pulled it out, I was going to protest until I felt her mouth envelop my cock, then I felt her head move up and down.
“Oh god Chris your cock is massive, I had no idea”
“Yeah, Claudia maybe we shouldn’t be doing this”
I was going to continue protesting until I felt her mouth envelop my cock, then I felt her head move up and down. Just then Dave walked into the room, I managed to say hello, when he asked where was Claudia I said she had gone to the bathroom as I was talking Claudia just kept sucking on my cock, he asked how my wife was and how I had been doing, I managed to maintain a steady conversation with him despite the fact that his 16 year old daughter was on her knees under the table giving me the best blowjob of my life, the little slut was deep-throating my entire nine inches brilliantly she made a slight gagging sound, Dave heard it and I managed to pass it off as a cough, after a while Dave said he had to go to work to get his wallet because he left it in the office I said bye, when he left I pulled Claudia from out under the table and started kissing her, she moaned and grinded her body against me.
“mmmm, I want you to fuck me Chris; I want you to be the first cock inside of me”
“You haven’t been fucked yet?”
“No I’ve used my dildo before but it’s nowhere as big as your cock”
I smiled sat Claudia on the table and got on my knees and pulled off her thong to reveal her completely shaved teen cunt, I ripped off her plaid skirt leaving her only in her blouse and I dove into her pussy driving my tongue deep into her wetness making her moan and grind against my face, I massaged her tits through her shirt and pinched her nipple with one hand, while I slid my finger into her pussy with the other.
“mmmmm, Oh FUCK! Chris that feels amazing,ungghhh shitt”
I slid two fingers into her tight pussy with great difficulty then started sliding them back and forth as I licked her clit and pinched her nipple, I slid my fingers in and out faster and faster pinching her nipple harder and licking her clit furiously, in no time her pussy clamped around my fingers as she came hard.
“mmmm, Chris in need your cock in me nowww, fuck my brains out!, don’t worry about a condom I’m on the pill”
I needed no further encouragement , I ripped off her blouse revealing her bra free tits picked her up and carried her to her room sucking on her tits as we went, I threw her on her pink heart covered bed on her hands and knees left only in her white stockings and got behind her, I saw her pitiful 4 inch dildo next to her bed it was laughable compared to what she was about to be fucked with, I lined my cock up with her tight slit and slowly and with great effort slid the head of my cock in, Claudia threw back her head and groaned as I slowly slid all the way in, massaging her tits as I slid in, I finally bottomed out inside of her feeling my head touching her womb, I slowly slid in and out of her feeling her extremely tight pussy clamped around my cock.
“mmm, oh god Chris your so bigggg, It’s about time you grew a pair and REALLY FUCKED MEEEE! Slam your cock in and out of me”
Amazed at how this nice girl had turned into a cock hungry slut I picked up speed sawing my cock in and out of her, making her moan and gasp.
“SHIT shit shit oh fuck meee Chris”
I picked up speed slamming into her as hard and fast as I could her moans of pleasure as she orgasmed again and again were driving me insane, I picked her up and let her straddle my lap as I bounced her up and down on me while I bit down on her nipple making her cum again, I bounced her harder het tits bouncing up and down and the sound of our bodies slapping together filling the room, I stood up and leaned my back against the wall and bounced her harder going deep into her pussy making her moan and groan and scream my name, I felt my balls tightening and I slammed deep into her as I came, letting my hot cum fill her up as she had her last massive orgasm her moans becoming deafening , I held her for what seemed like ten minutes then I slid out of her.
“we should probably take a shower and clean ourselves up” I said
“mmmm, you right, follow me”
I followed her to her shower where we got in it together , watching her soap up her tits and pussy made me get hard again almost instantly, seeing this Claudia smiled and got on her knees and took my cock in her mouth and started deep-throating taking my whole cock in her mouth, massaging my balls as she sucked me off expertly giving me the most amazing blowjob of all time, I felt my balls spasm and send what felt like a gallon of cum down her throat, not fazed at all she swallowed it all, smiling she got up again and we finished washing up, as I was leaving to go home I kissed Claudia one more e time promising that we would fuck again, needless to say I had a big smile on my face when I got home.

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Kitsune chpt 1 -2

Clark walked quietly, slowly, through the woods as he made his way towards his favorite place to sit. He grinned as he heard the sound of park rangers thundering through the brush in the opposite direction, yelling at one another to find the ‘brat’. Finally he reached the stream that cut through the park and walked up the bank until he found his spot, a small pound were the water poured from the rocks at the northern boundary of the forest. Looking up Clark could see the stone of Baron’s peak in the distance. He smiled as he remembered, for a painful moment, his mother and father taking him up to the top of the mountain. Clark tore his eyes away from the scene and sat in his usual place, a smooth rock that was a perfect place for him. As he sat down he looked into the clear water of the pond and found himself looking back, a handsomely plain face with brown hair above brown eyes and a freckled face that was neither long nor short, just right for him. Somehow he had ended up with the perfect mix of the most common features to be attractive. He frowned at his own appearance, however proud of his own face he might be. His face hadn’t stopped his last girlfriend, Casey, to cheat on him and dump him when he found out. He lay back and gazed at the clouds, watching them float by…
It was the rush and shaking of bushes that woke Clark. He opened his eyes slowly and turned over as though he was still asleep, looking over at the spot where the sound had come from through half lidded eyes. He watched as a short muzzle poked out from between the bushes and sniffed at the air. Slowly the face of a fox poked out. Clark opened his eyes and watched it venture out into the clearing, its muzzle twitching as it sniffed at the air. Its muzzle was white for maybe half an inch before it became red. The stomach, barely visible, was creamy white like the muzzle. The tail was a strange mix of red, gold and white. But it wasn’t the color that seemed strangest about the creature to Clark. The beast was large, as big as a person, and had four tails whisking around behind it as it crept into the clearing. Suddenly the creature stopped and looked at him, sweeping its gaze over his ‘sleeping’ form and lighting on his half open eyes.
“I know you’re awake, human.” Clark’s eyes shot open at the sound of the voice. There was no doubt in his mind that it had been the fox. The voice had been female, lovely and melodic as a choir’s chorus. Then the wind rushed by and the leaves of the trees above them began to fall. As Clark sat up, the fox sat on its haunches and looked at him with its tails swishing about constantly. One of the leaves, particularly large, fell lazily and landed directly on top of the fox’s head. Clark watched as the wind picked up and swirled around the fox, causing the falling leaves to do the same. Suddenly the fox changed, its muzzle shrinking back into its face and changing into a nose, its fur appearing to peel back like a t-shirt after a long day and its tails shrinking back into its rear. As Clark watched the creature became a woman. Then the world around him went black and Clark passed out.
“… dead? … human… up… wake up, human? Are you really dead?” Clark’s eyes fluttered open to a raging headache and a cute face looking down at him. He rubbed the back of his head and found no bump. He looked around and found that he was laid back the way he had fallen asleep. I dreamed it… that’s what happened, I dreamed it all. Clark smiled sheepishly at the girl standing over him. She looked at him curiously, as though she didn’t quite understand… Clark shook his head. He sat up on his stone and rubbed at the back of his head. It felt like he had fallen back and knocked his head on the stone, but there was no mark. He had to have been…
“I healed the bump, so you’ll be okay now. No more hurt, right?” Clark’s eyes snapped open and he looked at the girl who was here in the clearing with him. She spoke so innocently, but it seemed a bit… stupid. As though she wasn’t all there. No, it wasn’t that she wasn’t all there; she was just a ditz. That was certainly a better way to think on it until he knew her better. Clark grinned at her again.
“Well I’ve still got a headache…”
“Oh, Sorry! I got the bump, but I don’t know much about humans. I prefer spirits. Spirits are happier, yep!” Clark looked at her for a moment. She was genuine with her words. Just what the fuck is this…? She’s gotta be a special kid… Clark felt bad for the thought. Then the girl grabbed his head and kissed him. For a moment his mind was blank. Then he felt the questions start to pour in. What the fuck? What is she… the kiss halted abruptly as the girl pulled back and grinned at him.
“Head better?” Clark halted before asking this random chick what the fuck she was doing and realized that his head was better. He no longer felt the thick muddle of his headache, the same way he didn’t feel the bump from where he had hit his head. Then his eyes grew wide and he pointed at the girl.
“You’re a fox, aren’t you?” the girl’s smile faded and she looked at him stupidly.
“No, I’m a person. Aren’t I? Wait, did I leave a tail sticking out?!” The girl half turned and looked at her ass, actually checking if she had left a tail. Clark rubbed his temples and resolved to go along with it. As ridiculous as it sounded, he wanted to know what the fuck was happening. He looked the girl over as she checked herself and wasn’t unhappy. She was a hot girl, if she wasn’t all there or even if she was a fox. Her face was framed by slivery hair that fell to her mid back. She had donned a skintight white shirt that was short enough to show off her belly button and tight stomach and a pair of daisy dukes that left her milky thighs and legs. When she looked back at him Clark caught a look at her silver eyes and he found only more questions. They were bigger than any normal humans eyes, though not large enough to draw any real questions unless anyone thought the girl might be a fox. Her nose was small; perfect on her face… hell everything about her was perfect. There was not a single blemish on her skin. Finally she stopped looking down at her ass and smiled at him.
“Nope, no tails. I’m a person silly. All human, yep!” The girl just stood there and smiled at him, her eyes shut in a childish, innocent grin as she informed him of her own tailessness.
“But you WERE a fox? Just a minute ago?”
“No silly human, girls can’t be foxes!”
“Then why did you check to see if you had a tail sticking out of your shorts?”
At that the girl stopped smiling and looked at him. She seemed to be thinking hard on the subject. Clark waited as she thought about it. But when she kneeled down and began to think about it some more he sighed.
“I fell and hit my head because I saw you change from a fox into a human. You can’t tell me you weren’t at sometime a fox.” The girl looked at him as he spoke and then started laughing.
“Silly boy… you saw me? Shoot! I thought you were sleeping! Naughty boy, tricking me like that!” She looked even cuter as she pouted over his watching her change. He laughed a little at her childishness.
“So what’s your name?”
“Silly person, kitsune don’t give out names! Only people give out names!”
“Well then what the hell should I call you?” As he thought on that the girl started smiling again. “How about Happy? May I call you Happy?”
“Happy…? Happy!” Clark watched her start to think about it.
“I’ll call you either Happy or Bella. Take your pick.”
“Happy!” Clark sighed. He’d thought of a decent name and this weirdo picked the dunce hat.
“Alright, Happy, so you’re a Kitsune… a fox, right? So what are you doing here?”
“This is my home silly. My tree is here.” Clark looked around at the trees and paused as he looked at the birch tree that stood bright green among the rest. He looked at Happy and then looked at the tree, then Happy. They both seemed a bit too lively. His eyes settled on Happy finally as he looked her over. He couldn’t help but start to get a hard on as he looked at her, kneeling there in her short shorts and her ridiculously tight shirt. As his erection started Happy looked down at the slight bump in his groin.
“Oh, the human is finally ready?” Clark followed her gaze and blushed.
“Ready? Ready for what Happy?” He watched her as she crawled over to him and smiled.
“Ready for sex!” Clark blushed even deeper at her words and stood up, muttering something about going home. The only thing that stopped him was Happy standing up and kissing him again. As his lips touched hers Clark’s mind went blank again. His hands went to her waist as they kissed and then slid up to the small of her back. Clark even went so far as to slide one hand inside her shorts and squeeze that perfect ass. Happy kissed him passionately and held him, one hand on the back of his head and the other undoing his belt. When she released him Clark felt strange.
“Do you want sex? Happy will stop if you don’t want sex…” Clark looked at the stunning creature before him and realized that he did want sex. He certainly wasn’t unwilling. But as he thought about it Clark thought of the transformation, and her speech… If he got this girl pregnant Clark didn’t know if he could deal with that incessant, childish speech all the time. Then he felt her hand reach into his shorts and grab his hardening shaft, felt the other hand on the back of his neck and the globe of glorious ass in his hand, and threw all of that out the window.
“Sex sounds fucking awesome.” Happy smiled and squealed, kissing him again and pushing down his shorts. Clark pulled away from her lips and pulled off his shirt, throwing it aside and grabbing the hem of hers. He was breathing hard, his throat nearly closing up as he saw her breasts. They were small C-cup or large B-cup, and prefect as anything else in the world. Clark threw her shirt into the water on purpose and grabbed the back of her head, pulling her face roughly to his and kissing her glistening lips. The rush of skin on skin contact made them both moan around each other’s tongues. Clark squeezed her ass again and was delighted to hear a squeal from his partner as he extricated his hand and unbuttoned her shorts, pushing them down around her thighs and grabbing her ass again as he lift her into the air. Clark felt Happy’s hands run over his chest and slide down to his boxers. Before he knew what was happening she had removed his underwear and placed the tip of his cock at the entrance to her hot, wet slit. Clark kissed her harder and pushed into her tight little body. The moment he entered her Happy moaned long and loud, shutting her eyes and throwing back her head as Clark slid into her. Clark grunted as he pulled back and pushed back in, not even halfway inside of her and felling Happy’s tight, tight snatch grabbing at his meat as he fucked her. It seemed strange to Clark, the drainage he felt as he pushed into her. Happy moaned even louder and grunted in pleasure as Clark pushed harder and was finally rewarded with a felling of his hips against hers. He kneeled slowly and set Happy on her back in the lush grass of the clearing, kissing her as he pulled out again. She squealed as he pushed back into her hard, ramming their hips together. Clark sat up on his knees, keeping Happy’s thighs apart and looking down at her body in disbelief as he loved her.
“OOH, yes human… fuck… Harder! Oh yes harder harder…!” Clark happily listened as Happy began to massage her hard nipples and moaned at the feeling of his cock stretching her. He sped up until his hips were slapping against hers hard enough to leave red marks. Happy screamed as Clark rammed into her. Then suddenly Clark felt her writhe around his cock and watched her arch her back, clawing and the earth and yanking out blades of grass by the fistful as she came. Clark couldn’t take the sight of Happy’s heavenly body in the throes of orgasm and felt his balls tense as he slammed inside of her once more and sprayed her fuck tunnel with his seed. He felt drained as he pulled out, but he ignored it as he lay down next to the panting Happy. She rolled over and set a hand on his chest, her nails scraping lightly over his skin as he fell asleep to her soothing words. Just as he went under another voice woke him.
“What… Sister, you fed on a human?!”
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Clark’s eyes snapped open as the beautiful girl next to him was suddenly standing up and speaking with someone else. He turned over and found himself close to blacking out. Happy was speaking to… Happy? No, the new girl was the same but very opposite. She had Happy’s face, but in place of Happy’s silvery, weightless hair there was dark hair, black as moonless midnight, and eyes of dark blue. Her body was the same though dressed in a black t-shirt and a pair of long, dark washed blue jeans. Her skin was a little bit darker than Happy’s but still milky for a human. Clark shook his head and banished the thought of humanity from his mind. These were creatures, angels maybe, but not humans.
Clark groaned as he tried to stand and found that his legs trembled uncontrollably. He sat down on the rock and watched the two women talk.
“Sister, you may have killed him!”
“Oh, calm down sissy, the human is awake. See! Human is okay, yep!” The two looked over at him. Happy didn’t seem to notice his labored breathing. When his vision started to cave in again Clark groaned and pitched forward. Then the dark haired girl was there, catching him.
“Are you okay? I’m sorry for my sister, she has a bit of a half track mind…” The girl set him back against the stone, ignoring his nudity, and looked at his eyes. Suddenly she kissed him and he felt energy flowing into his body again, this time his mind not blank but shifting through a thousand different things that this girl must have known. When she pulled away Clark was panting and rubbing his eyes to alleviate his returned headache.
“How… How is it that when she kisses me, my mind goes totally blank; but when you kiss me I get a thousand things that I never knew running through my head like I’m going insane?” The girl frowned at him and then smirked.
“Kitsune- spirit foxes- share their thoughts and energy when we kiss. I told you she had a half-track mind. What’s your name? I can only guess that my sister didn’t ask.” As Clark looked into her eyes he felt sad, the exact opposite from the bubbly feeling of looking into her sister’s eyes.
“Clark…”
“Very nice. We’ve seen you here before but we had decided to stay hidden. She must have thought you wouldn’t notice her…”
“I acted like I was sleeping. I saw her change from a fox into… her.” The dark haired girl looked down at the ground and then over at her sister, swimming in the pond as though she hadn’t almost just killed him.
“She… We’re twin sisters, born into a Kitsune clan. Until that forest fire a few years ago, when a lot of the trees were burned down. We are the last. We’re only half Kitsune, but being twins we’re about as strong as the real thing. That’s why you felt so drained after you two… after she fed on you. She doesn’t realize the damage she could cause. Its dangerous if I’m not with her, and I didn’t think here under our tree she could do anything stupid. I’m sorry, Clark.” The girl looked at him with genuine sorrow in her eyes, though Clark had now started to realize that she was the sad, intelligent aspect of the two.
“Why is she so… not there… when you’re the exact opposite?” Clark looked down at her and swore he saw a hint of blush.
“Kitsune twins are uncommon. Most go crazy, or they’re near it. This is our curse. We’re polar opposites, she the carefree one track mind and I the sad, pathetic, thoughtful twin who has to keep my ignorant sister out of trouble.” She stood up and turned away, watching the naked beauty swimming in the pond, playing with a small ball. “Sometimes I wish we were reversed… In human terms I’m chronically depressed. I deal with it by taking care of her, but that…” Clark saw tears at the corner of her eyes. She raised the back of her hand to wipe at her tears and took a deep breath. Clark felt sadness spring up inside of him again. These Kitsune were having some weird affects on him. He stood up, shakily again, and stood next to her.
“What should I call you?” The girl looked over at him questioningly. “I called her Happy, because of her… bubbling personality. But you are much more real, so I can’t exactly call you something as ridiculous as that.”
“Why do you think you’ll see us ever again?”
“She said that that was your tree, that birch over there. This rock is my only place in the world. It’s my sanctuary, and I would like for you two to think that you’ve a friend in me. I don’t want you to have to hide every time I come up here. If I’m allowed to come up here again…” The girl looked at him strangely for a moment before she smiled.
“Call me anything but sad.”
“How about Bella?”
“…”
“If you don’t answer I’ll have to make it something as ridiculous as Happy.”
“Alright, Bella… Bella will do just fine. And you most certainly can come up here again. Of course I’d be careful. Now that my sister has had a taste of you, she might want more.” Clark chuckled.
“She can have it. I certainly don’t mind.” Bella turned to face him.
“She’s not just… When she feeds on you she’s taking your soul! You can’t let her do that, you’ll die!”
“There’s no one that would miss me. I’m an orphan… I live in the foster home down at the edge of the park. There isn’t a person there who cares at all.” He watched Happy swim, childishly talking to herself, and smiled at the heavy gaze Bella had locked on him.
“You’re just another human to her. She’ll kill you without a second thought… how is that even fair? You should be…” She trailed off her sentence as Clark looked at her, his eyes filled with the same morose light that hers had. She couldn’t find the words, maybe. Clark made a motion to grab his pants but suddenly Bella wrapped her arms around him in a hug. He looked down at her questioningly. She returned his gaze though she was a head shorter than him.
“You don’t have to go back yet. This place… this place is special. Time flows fast here. If you go home tomorrow or even next week here, only a few hours will have passed from when you came. When did you get here?”
“Sometime around… sometime around eleven this morning… but it’s already sunset…”
“You don’t have to go back there. Not tonight, not anytime soon. Stay.”
“I thought you didn’t want me to lose my soul?”
“Well… I mean… I… I think I know… how to… how to, you know, not feed on you…” Clark looked down at her blushing face and swore he saw happiness in those eyes, even though she was looking everywhere but his face.
“Are you hungry?” Now her blush spread over her entire face.
“yes…” Bella looked up at him with the same innocence that he had seen in Happy’s eyes. Clark leaned down and kissed her, expecting to feel a rush of thoughts. The only thing he felt was a rush of emotion, happiness and a deep sorrow mixed with apprehension and wonder, and even desire. As they kissed the desire grew more and more, causing Clark to pull back and leave Bella wanting more.
“I have a question…” She just looked at him somewhat pained. So he had felt her personal emotions. “If you’re a spirit, or a half spirit, why do you want me like a human would?” She looked at him with pain in her eyes now.
“I said we were half. We are only half human, yes, but we feel desire and need like any other girl. We have… benefits and disadvantages.” Bella went up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips to his again, one hand rubbing through his hair as they kissed softly. Clark slid his hands around her back, up her shirt and down into her jeans. She sighed and moaned and purred as she felt his hands explore her back. The kiss became more passionate and more passionate. Clark pushed his tongue at her lips and she reciprocated. They were unaware of Happy watching them from the edge of the pool, her fingers dancing around in her pussy as she watched them. In reality neither Clark nor Bella cared. They just wanted each other. Clark wanted Bella more than he had wanted Happy, more than he had ever wanted anyone.
Bella pulled away from his lips suddenly and pulled off her t-shirt quickly, more tore the shirt off in her haste to get back to his lips. He kissed back as best he could, her frantic energy and need driving him nearly insane. His emotions were blinding but hers were deafening and maddening. Clark unbuttoned her jeans and slid down, pulling them down with him as he admired her legs. She groaned at the slow motion.
“Ohhhh, god, just take them off!” Clark laughed at her haste. She grabbed his head and pulled him up t her face once more, ignoring the fact that her pants were still on. At least Clark though that she ignored it. The next time he pulled away he found that her jeans were gone and she was completely nude, leaving her magnificent breasts and her blazing hot pussy open to the warm night air. He thought to ask her but then realized he would have no time. Bella was moving at the speed of a girl who was going to get what she wanted out of him. She grabbed him and pushed him down on top of the rock. Suddenly she was there, his cock rubbing up in between her ass and her lips were leaking onto his lower stomach. Bella kissed him hard, pushing her tongue into his mouth and moaning loudly. Then she pulled back, looking at him apprehensively as she lifted herself up and positioned herself. She bit her lip as the head pierced her hips and entered her sex. Clark groaned at the renewed feeling of tightness and heat. He heard her cry out as she sank down on his cock.
“Ah, Ah, Ohhhh fuck YESSSSSS, Oh god that feels so… MMMM!” Clark felt his cock hit the end of her tunnel at the same time he felt their hips touch and thanked to god he had lived long enough to know that feeling. He sat up and kissed Bella, grabbing her by the hips and pulling himself out of her by pulling up on her ass, bringing her to the brink of empty before sliding back in. She moaned louder the Happy at the feeling of his cock in her sex, and the louder she moaned the more it turned Clark on. He took his hands off of her hips and let her take over, sliding up and down on his cock seemingly effortlessly, with no possible way that Clark could see. He left it to her Kitsune magic and enjoyed it as she moved faster and faster, crying out louder and louder as they fucked.
“Ohhhh, shit! Fuck me; FUCK me, oh yes oh…! AAAAH!” Clark felt her pussy bind his cock inside of her, squeezing him so tight that he nearly did pass out. She squirted as she came, splashing her oils and juices all over them both. She went rigid as she trembled half on his cock and half off, yelling at the top of her lungs. Clark thought he might have lasted longer if she hadn’t been screaming and spraying, but as she came down from her orgasm, still screaming, and Clark felt his head touch her cervix, he grunted and came, shooting his semen straight into her cervix. She fell against him as he came and shuddered another orgasm, her voice and body too used up to give the same performance. She panted on his chest as Clark wrapped her in a hug.
“Sissy, you yell really loud!” Clark and Bella looked over at Happy, laying back on the surface of the water and panting hard from her own orgasm. Clark chuckled at the sight of Happy and Bella both exhausted from their sexcapades.
“Are you two sure you want me to hang around? I might actually lose my soul at this rate. Not that I mind, of course.”

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