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Introduction:
Read and Laugh
A class of elementary school kids is flying to D.C. with their teacher.
Also on the plane are a lawyer and a Catholic Priest. Half way through
the trip, the captain comes on the intercom and says that the plane is
going down and everyone has to jump.
The Teacher yells out "Save the Children!"
The Lawyer says "Fuck the Children!"
The Priest says "Do we have enough Time?"
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A White guy A Black guy and A Chinese guy are all window washers
cleaning the same window on a penthouse apartment. A beautiful woman
walks up to the window, opens it and says to them, "My dad just died,
but I don't get my inheritance unless I'm married. So, I'm going to let
each one of you fuck me and whoever makes me scream the loudest is the
one I will marry."
The Black guy steps forward and says "I'll go first."
After about 5 minutes the other two hear a moan or two and the black
guy comes back out.
The White guy says "I'm next."
After about 10 minutes the others hear a small scream. The white guy
comes out thinking to himself 'At least I did better then the black
guy.'
The Chinese guy says "My turn now."
He's in there for not even 30 seconds before the lady starts screaming
her head off.
The Chinese guy comes back out with a big smile on his face, and the
other two ask him "How did you do that?!?"
The Chinese guy just looks at them and says with a grin, "Me Chinese,
Me So Slick, Me Put Windex On My Dick."
(^^)
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Introduction:
Very fun sleepover
"Have a nice time Johnny," screamed my mom as I walk away from the car.
"And don't forget to say thank you."
"I won't," yelled John as he ran towards his friend's house, he was 15
years old at 5'10" 130 pound frame with white skin and brown hair.
John approached the front door and knocked. His friend's mother
answered the door. She was 35 years old and about 5'4" and about 100
pounds, I couldn't believe her husband would divorce her. She had a
knockout frame with long, shapely legs leading up to a full, round ass.
All of this was accented by her pretty, little Asian face framed by
long, black hair that went down to her protruding boobs that Daniel
guessed to be a high B-cup to a low C-cup.
"Hello Daniel, you can come in, David is in his room," said David's
mom, Moon.
Daniel walked down the hall and entered a room 2 doors down on the
right. Once inside he saw his friend playing a video game. His friend
was 15-years-old, an Asian like his mom and around the same height
while he weighed 120 pounds with the same straight black hair.
He joined in until they got tired of it and went into the kitchen to
get something to eat. They took their snacks into David's family room.
Once inside, Daniel set his sites on one of the most beautiful things.
Moon was sitting there on the seat watching television. As Daniel took
his seat on the couch next to David he was glad he brought the bag of
chips with him. Moon and David was concentrating of the television, but
Daniel could careless. He was looking over at Moon who was wearing a
small, kimono style top and a pair of matching short shorts. Daniel sat
there his erection causing a tent in his basketball shorts, which he
blocked by the bag of chips.
"Well, guys I'm going to turn in," said Moon as she got up and walked
toward the hall.
"G'night, Mom," said David.
"Good night, Ms. Wu," said Daniel as he watched her round ass sway side
to side as she walked to the hall.
Daniel and David sat there for another half hour until David got up and
started walking towards his room so Daniel followed. Once inside David
turned on his computer and went onto the Internet. Daniel saw him go
onto a porn website.
"What do you want to look at Daniel?"
Daniel looked over the categories and chose the Asian page.
"Your racist," joked David.
They looked at all different kinds of Asian women. Some big, some
small, some with cocks in some of their holes, some just posing by
themselves, some with hairy bushes, some with no hair, some with huge
tits and some with small tits. After about a half hour David said he
had to wank one off, but Daniel said he wanted to save it cause he
joked that he was going to get some action sometime soon. Daniel turned
on the television while David behind him had whipped out his cock and
soon he started moaning softly. Daniel turned around and was shocked at
what he saw. There was his friend wanking his erect cock with a mass of
black hair and swinging balls when Daniel thought he went to the
bathroom to do it. David was really pumping his cock furiously now and
then his cock started to spasm. His cock started to pump out pearly
white cum flying all over his stomach while the rest dribbled down his
cock. David got tissues and started to clean himself off while his cock
went limp.
After that it was really awkward watching television. About an hour
later Daniel looked over at David who was sound asleep. Then he turned
around as he heard the door click open as Moon looked in to check if
they were awake. She saw David asleep and Daniel looking at her.
"Daniel, come here," whispered Moon.
Daniel got up and walked out the bedroom door to where Moon was waiting
for him in the hall.
"Daniel my feet really hurt and I really need a massaged, if this isn't
too awkward can you do it unless you don't want to," said Moon.
"I'll do it Ms. Wu," said Daniel.
"That's great Daniel, now follow me and you can call me Moon."
Daniel followed her to the door next to David's room. As he entered he
realized it was Moon's bedroom. She lay face down on her bed, her tits
squishing against the soft mattress as Daniel walked over. He took the
first foot and started to rub it. Moon was letting out soft moans as
Daniel worked his hands over her smooth feet. After Daniel worked over
both her feet for no reason he could realize he sucked each of her
toes.
"Can you please rub my back also?" moaned Moon.
"Okay," said Daniel.
Daniel worked her back until every inch was massaged.
"Uh Daniel you don't know how bad I needed that," said Moon.
"Anytime," said Daniel.
"Let me ask you a question Daniel."
"Okay Moon."
"Well, how big do you think my breasts are?"
Daniel was shocked, but he answered. "I think they are a high B-cup or
low C-cup."
"Really, because they are actually 34D."
"No way."
"Yeah they are look at the tag on the back of my bra," said Moon as she
took off her kimono top to reveal a tiny little red bra. Daniel looked
on the tag and read "34D".
"Holy crap they are huge," said Daniel, but he was really happy about
the better view of her tits as his cock started to rise.
"Thank you," said Moon while giggling like a little schoolgirl.
She turned back around and looked at Daniel. Daniel looked at her
beautiful face and at the moment she moved in and started kissing him.
Their tongues were battling inside each other's mouth. They made out
for about 10 minutes until Moon broke it off. She started removing
Daniel shirt and in doing so revealed his 4 pack. She ran her hand over
them and moaned in approval. She then pulled down his shorts revealing
his boxers. She then took off her short shorts revealing a tiny little
red thong. She laid back and told Daniel to come and get it. So Daniel
went over and massaged her shoulders then went past her tits to rub her
stomach and licked her navel. He then went past her thong and thong and
massaged her legs. He then ripped off her bra and out popped the two
most beautiful tits Daniel ever saw even counting from the porn sites.
They were round with no sag, which was weird since she was aging, but
then again she didn't age much either. They had brown areolas with long
half-inch nipples. He massaged each of them then he went and sucked
them. He sucked on the nipples and licked every inch of each of them.
He then went down and pulled off her thong. That revealed the prettiest
pussy ever that had just a small bit of hair above it. He fingered her
for a little, each time he entered she let out a small moan. Then
licked around her lips until he started tongue fucking her. He kept
fucking her with his tongue until she started shaking violently.
"I'm going to cum!" said Moon.
She then let out a loud moan as her juices flowed out all over Daniel's
face and her thighs. Daniel thought she tasted sweet and finally the
juices stopped flowing.
"You don't know how long it has been since someone else brought me to
an organism," said Moon.
"I'm so glad I could do it for you," said Daniel.
"Well now it's my turn," said Moon as she pushed Daniel over. She
slowly pulled down his boxers and out popped his cock.
"Oh my look at this, that is one big cock," exclaimed Moon.
She then slowly took her soft hand and ran it up and down the long
cock. Daniel shuddered in sheer bliss as she worked his cock with one
hand and the other worked his large, hairy balls. After awhile she
slowly licked a bead of precum off the head of his cock. She then
licked the whole head and all around the shaft. She then sucked each
ball one at a time in her mouth. Then she slowly went down on his cock.
She went down and down until her nose was in his curly, brown pubic
hair. She then sucked him deep throat until his moaning got faster and
faster.
"I'm cumming!" exclaimed Daniel.
She took the cock out of her mouth, started stroking it and opened her
mouth awaiting the cum. The cock spasmed in her hand as cum shot out,
the first shot hit her nose, the second her cheek, and the last 3 into
her mouth then she took the cock and sucked it dry. Moon looked so hot
with her face covered in his cum.
"Yum that tastes so good," said Moon.
"Uh that was the best blowjob ever," said Daniel.
Daniel was still partially erect, but then Moon made sure he was hard.
She took his cock and played with it until it was hard.
"Fuck me Daniel," said Moon.
Then Moon squatted over Daniel's cock. She slowly impaled herself on it
until it was stuffed to the hilt.
"Oh God Daniel it feels so big."
"You like that don't you, you little slut."
Daniel loved the site of Moon rocking up and down and the way her boobs
shook up and down.
"You love how my tits bounce don't you, you stud."
Right then Moon had an organism.
"Oh you love my cock don't you, you organism whore."
Moon cummed 3 more times until Daniel felt that familiar tingling in
his balls. After a couple of minutes Daniel couldn't hold back.
"I'm going to cum Moon."
"Cum in me, fill me with you sperm."
Daniel shoved his cock to the hilt and let loose. His cum flowed into
her pussy while her cum flowed against it. Moon let out a scream at her
biggest organism of the night.
"Uhhhh, that was amazing," said Moon.
"Yeah it was," said Daniel as his limp cock slipped out of her pussy.
She then took his cock and sucked the cock clean. She continued playing
with it until it was hard then the door clicked.
"I heard you scream mom is everything all righ…" said David as he
walked in and saw his mom stroking his friend's cock.
"Daniel! I know you said you would get some action soon, but I didn't
think it meant tonight," joked David, "Mom if you doing him you going
to do me to."
"But that would be incest," said Moon.
"But your doing it with a minor," said David.
"Fine then come here," said Moon.
He walked over, took off his clothes and climbed onto the bed. His
stiff little cock sticking straight up.
"Daniel take out the KY in the dresser," said Moon.
He got the KY and asked where. She said her ass as she turned over and
went on her hands and knees. He saw her beautiful round ass and her
cute little brown star. He took the KY and fingered her little asshole.
Meanwhile, he looked up and saw her sucking her son's cock. After
awhile she stopped and David asked why.
"Well, you can fuck my pussy and Daniel can fuck my ass."
She got off the bed and stood there and Daniel and David came over.
David slipped his cock in quick because the whole was still stretched
because of Daniel, but Daniel slowly entered her ass to cause he less
pain. When he was fully in David and Daniel both started fucking their
hole. They felt each other's cock through the thin layer of skin, which
made it hotter. After 10 minutes David cummed and Daniel was still
going. After his mom sucked him clean David said he was done so he went
back to bed and Moon said she didn't want it up the ass anymore.
"Where should I put it?" asked Daniel.
"Fuck my tits," exclaimed Moon.
So she went to the bed and lay down. Daniel then sat on her so his cock
was between the 2 massive globes. Moon pressed her tits together and
Daniel rocked back and worth. He loved the feeling between her tits,
but he felt the familiar sensation and said he was cumming.
"Stand up and cum on my tits."
So he stood up and felt all-powerful when he looked down at the cut
little Asian watching him stroke his long, white cock. He then let
loose all the cum he had left in his large balls. His first 2 shots hit
her in the directly in the face while the last couple landed on her
tits. She sucked the cock dry and didn't clean her face or tits. They
lay down on her cum covered bed with the scent of sex in the air they
fell asleep.
Daniel woke up the next morning with a cute little Asian in his arms.
She woke up and she turned around. He saw her face with dried cum on it
and her huge tits with dried cum too.
They heard knocking at the front door.
"Must be my mom."
"Ok well I hope you can sleepover many more times."
"I'll be sure to."
After putting on his clothes he walked towards the bedroom door.
Remembering what his mom told him.
"Thank you."
He walked out the front door.
"Did you have fun honey?" said Daniel's mom.
"You bet I did and they said I can stay over any night I want."
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Introduction:
Sarah spent the morning maintaining herself. Protein bar and her tea
for breakfast. A long soaking Steam shower in her own Bathroom
Sarah spent the morning maintaining herself. Protein bar and her tea
for breakfast. A long soaking Steam shower in her own Bathroom. She
read the instructions as to how it was supposed to work from the
weatherproof tablet function screen. Next she did some minor waxing.
Arm pits, legs, coochie. To make sure she was virginal smooth. Normally
she had help from mother for her crotch and back door area. But having
to do it solo. She did what she could see.
From Pandora on her computer she plugged into the rather masculine
stereo in the big room and cranked up the Irish Punk station she built.
Flannagans, Dropkick and the Dreadnoughts bounced off the walls as she
did a full ninety minutes worth of nude yoga. It felt like ages since
she had done it last so she doubled up toa full 90 minutes on the
experience. Feeling only slightly rubbery. She then put on some spandex
pants and a sports bra. Found her socks and beat up trainers. She went
out the garage.
Looking for a spare remote and not having much luck she noted the model
for the Garage Door opener. Finding a 12' tablet in a holder on the
wall. she exited the security keypad window, then did an internet
search. Turns out all she needed to do was download an app then while
holding the button by the inside door, then select a pin on her phone.
Slipping it into her arm band. Bluetoothing to her headphones she went
for a run.
No Homeless folks to avoid, or panhandlers to try to pace her. The
latter usually trying to cop a feel. Outright ask for sex and once, try
to rob her. She didn't realize she had run for almost an hour. She
started missing her days when she was still going to school before
Robbie. Her old friends, tennis and LaCross. Missing Robbie even more
than the rest, she was crying by the time she slowed up in the drive
and punched the button on her phone's app.
The closest door, where Philip's work truck was parked all weekend
opened. Curious, she walked to the Tesla SUV. There was a note taped to
the drivers window.
Sorry Darling, no drivers license no car
That made her giggle. He's smarter than he looks. Sweaty and feeling
gross she went in ready for another shower. Grumbling about not having
an actual bath to soak in. she almost missed the Big teak wood square
just off the back deck.
She saw the large oblong white leather cover through the window over
the sink while getting some water. Walking out the patio door beside
the kitchen topless, she undid the hasps and pulled the handle. The
cover slid effortlessly around and folded itself into storage. The Oval
shaped Hot tub could easily fit 8 people, 12 if they were closer to her
size.
Holy Shit! She belted out to no one in particular.
Checking the simple to use control board. Water temp reading 101F she
hit the auto jet function, rolled off the sticky pants she was wearing.
Put her phone and band gently down in the bin. Then cannon balled into
the middle of the frothy pool. She lay there floating and letting the
massage jets push her around, eyes closed for a long while. Her phone
chirped indicating a text.
Standing naked, if there were any neighbors, they would get an eye
full.
Hey It's Rachael.
Are we still on for today?
I have soccer from 2-3:30
you said you would call me an Uber?
I can pay you back, let me know. XOXO
She stood in the tub and sent back a nude selfie.
Wet hair pushed back. Big silly grin on her face
Top half out of the water. Nipples hard, areola puffed out to
perfection
Bottom half completely visible in the clear water.
And the caption The Uber will text you when it's close.
I'm waiting. With a winking face emoji.
She got an immediate reply of
OH Fuck!
Then
God Damnit you are sexy!
Followed with
You seriously have a fucking Hot Tub??????? hold on.
Several minutes went by before her phone chirped again.
There were three pictures.
Rachael Showing off her Saint Katheryn's school uni. Blazer, white
blouse, ribbon bow tie, pleated skirt and knee length argyle socks.
Black flats.
The next was of a pair of small milky white tits. Blouse open, pulled
up out of her bra cups. Pencil eraser nipples pointing at the camera.
Last. Her black panties pulled aside, pussy bare. Some hairs
surrounding it. Not enough to need shave or waxed
Sarah replied with a shot of her ass. She had bent over the side of the
tub to make it pop. One leg up on the leather pad ringing the
semi-shallow pool. She was holding her pussy lips from the front so her
holes were both visible in the photo.
Rachael replied with :That's enough. If I get caught with nudes on my
phone I'll be grounded for an eon and several winking faces… Sarah sent
a swak and "See you soon Baby".
Sarah also sent her two nudie pix to Philip. Captioning with "I hope
you don't mind. I jumped in the hot tub". And "Did I miss anything? I
did a touch up wax today" She was already out of the tub and adjusting
the water temps for her second shower of the day when he sent OH God!
And No it's perfect. She smiled. Then sent one more of just her kiss
puckered face with "You're the best, Daddy"
She skipped the shower. Smelling of clean chlorinated water, she put on
her lavender sun dress with a floral print pattern and left her hair
shaggy to dry. After setting up the Uber, She made some lunch. It was
kind of late. So Peanut Butter and Marsh mellow cream and half a
banana. The other half she put in an air tight container and popped it
into the freezer. Only having another hour or so, she went to the big
room and found two TV remotes. The black one she knew was for the one
mounted over the small gas fire mantel.
Curious about the one painted red. She pushed the on button. An
enormous screen lowered itself from a hidden area in the copper tiles
and the copper colored box near the ceiling fan projected sports center
onto the screen as the glass panel wall turned smokey opaque dimming
the room. She called up some on demand lesbian porn looking for
inspiration. Having only followed unimaginative direction from her
mother when she was in bed with her. Sarah knew little about being the
Dominant. Eating her snack, and hiking up her skirt, she lazily diddled
herself. Not wanting to cum until her guest could as well. She edged
several times.
A little over an hour later, the doorbell rang. She didn't even have to
get up. The screen paused and a window opened on the picture in front
of her. Rachael stood in the recessed door entry. Now wearing a white
polo top and a denim skirt. From the angle the camera was pointed. She
could see pink flip flops on bare feet. Rachael's hair looked damp and
was pulled into a ponytail.
Not sure what else to do. Sarah pressed play and ran to the door. The
TV picked up the cheesy porn music. The two larger than life women on
screen were shot from above. The were Doggy style backward fucking each
other with a long double ended dildo. Asses making a strange slapping
sound as the women would slam together making the rubber rod disappear.
The volume was not too loud. So the noise could only carry mildly down
the hall.
Flinging the door open and enthusiastically grabbing her friend, Sarah
pulled Rachel in and slammed the door. Excited, she grabbed her visitor
in a smothering hug. The slightly taller, marginally less curvy girl
let it happen
After several seconds. Rachael whispered harshly from just above
Sarah's ear.
"I can't breathe"
Sarah giggled. Let the hug loosen but didn't let go. Leaning back so
they could look at each others faces, she said
"HI!"
Rachael's turn to giggle. She looked around a little and said "Your
house is awesome! Then kissed Sarah on on the corner of her mouth.
Stepping out of the hug, dropping her bag, she began to explore. The
not so quiet volume from the TV the one woman screamed I'm gonna cum.
And the booty clapping grew fast, Followed by Cum with me, and the two
women together chanting an over done YesYesYes. Rachael spoke over her
shoulder,
"what are you watching, you perv" and giggled as she entered the big
room.
"Holy Shit that's big" was heard next, Sarah, bare foot, entered.
Padding over to her friend. Who was now planted in front of the 80 inch
movie projection screen.
The Scene faded to black, replaced by a woman laying topless on a
lounger beside a pool. In the background a much younger woman wearing a
white bikini top and jean shorts was cleaning the pool with a skimmer.
The Narrator going on about how she loved her job as pool boy. Getting
to see lots of MILF housewives. But afraid to do anything that could
get her fired.
Sarah laughed and turned some pink. Shyly, she said.
"I was getting some pointers. I told you this is new for me."
Rachael turned to look at Sarah. Coyly, she said
"And you thought I would come over and just what? Get naked and let you
fuck me?"
Completely embarrassed now. She turned the TV off, the screen retracted
smoothly and the smart glass turned clear again, exposing the expansive
yard, deck and still open hot tub. Realizing her friend's discomfort,
Rachael took Sarah's hands and said "I'm kidding" and giggled. Then
Said "show me your house"
The tour was efficient. Already having seen the hall and great room.
Sarah pointed at the hall closet door, half bath, Philip's Office, then
passing the hall to the garage and pulled her down the hall. "Laundry
pocket" she opened the door to show the washing station and across the
hall to her room. Empty, except the small desk and file cab. She pushed
Rachael through the door and stepped in behind her.
"And this is my closet"
Rachael looked confused as shes pun slowly in the mostly bare shelved
room that looked almost as big as her own bedroom.
"But, where do you sleep? Your room is empty?"
Sarah put on an impish grin. "I told you, I just moved here. Yesterday,
after we left you at work. Daddy drove up to an Amish Carpenter's
store. We bought me a bedroom suite."
"Okay, but where do you sleep till it gets here?"
Sarah took Rachael's hand and pulled her through the empty space and
then the several steps into the Master Bedroom.
"I sleep here, with Daddy"
She gently spun Rachael around and pushed gently. She fell backward
onto the unmade bed in a sitting position. Now looking VERY confused.
Sarah stood back a few steps. She started to sway to music in her own
head as she played with the hemline of her dress. She slowly pulled it
up exposing her thighs. Then her glistening crotch. Lips wet and
swollen distended slightly out of the tight crease, looking angry red
from excitement and earliers playful use. Pulling up slowly over her
hips. She exposed her tummy and ribs. Rachael sat, transfixed as the
dress pulled up higher exposing Sarah's coned tits. They only giggled
slightly as they broke free, torpedoing in her direction. Over her
head, the dress sailed into the corner of the room. Sarah mounted her
friend's lap. Her nose pressing against Rachael's.
Eyes locked, Sarah's naked body pressing against hers, she found her
voice. It cracked slightly as she spoke.
"But, your dad. That's not."
Sarah cut her off. Kissing hard, her tongue invading Rachael's mouth.
Sarah's hands started to traverse her body. Quickly discovering that
Rachael forwent putting a bra on after practice and shower. She started
to tweak and pull the rubbery points through the cloth cover. Rachael
Moaned into her mouth. Her entire body getting flush with need.
"Incest"
she managed to spit out as the kiss broke barely long enough to say
more as her top went flying. Sarah leaned harder. Their breasts smashed
together as Rachael's back found the bed fully. Her head pressed into
the frumpled blanket, kissing more intense. Rachael began to kneed
Sarah's firm ass. Fingernails sliding into the crack of her ass,
teasing that most intimate hole.
Sarah's body responding more urgently. She started to grind her leaking
slot on the face of her new lovers skirt. Their mounds both enjoying
the texture of the hard cotton sheet between them.
"So Hot" Rachael said pulling her mouth away and gasping for air
"fuck Me" Sarah responded, taking Rachael's hand and jamming it down
her crotch from behind. Rachael's fingers finding the sticky wet folds.
They started to dig.. The passion building. Sarah started to hump her
friends mound harder. Her exposed clit digging into the denim, and the
two fingers worming into her tight hole. Her body tensed. She let out a
squeaky moan and came hard. Soaking the hand. Clothing and bare thigh
beneath her.
Rachael pushed her off and sat up trying to catch her breathe.
"What just happened?"
she looked in wonder at her cum coated hand.
Sarah sat up and took the hand. Licking one side of it and pushing it
to Rachael's mouth. She lapped at it with caution. Then took a long
lick and started to suck her fingers while Sarah explained.
"You made me cum. It was amazing!"
Pulling her lover to her feet long enough to find the zipper and get
the skirt free. Rachael also left off her panties. The skirt fell free
and Sarah pushed her back onto the bed. Now both naked. Sarah climbed
into Rachael's leg. Trapping it. Her cunt mashed into her shin bone.
She pushed the other leg out wide exposing Rachael's sex and dove in
hard. The one hand holding the leg out. The free hand tickling exposed
skin, breast meat and nipples. Sarah's tongue slithering all over
Rachael's cunt. Dipping in, digging deep as her nose played tango with
the hard little nubbin. It only took a few moments before the trapped
body convulsed with pleasure tremors. Flooding Sarah's senses with
sounds, smells, and tastes of delicious cum.
She didn't stop feasting on the sweet nectar leaking from The spent
body. She changed position. Swinging her own body around so that her
sex was mere inches from Rachael's mouth. The fat lips quivering.
Begging to be tasted. Sarah took her mouth away long enough to take a
deep breath. Rachael groaned in protest.
"Don't Stop! I need it! I want You so fucking bad"
"Where is the Egg" Sarah demanded before biting Rachael's thigh and
leaving a few teeth marks.
Between licks slurps and tongue lashes from her own side. Trapped
beneath her blond vixen. Rachael screamed.
"My bag. Who cares? I don't care"
she begged.
"Fuck me. Take me hard. Use Fingers"
She panted then croaked
"Make me your Bitch"
At that, Sarah clamped Rachael's clit in her teeth. Grinding it
semi-roughly and plunged two fingers inside her hole as hard as she
could. She felt the membrane give. Tearing away as her fingernails sunk
deeper. Her thumb jammed up against her chin. The other two fingers
slanted down the crack of Rachael's ass. She began first to wiggle
them. Then saw in and out. Rachael screamed in pain. Unable to do
anything other than take her reward she lay there and let Sarah molest
her insides
Rachael came again. Then again. Her body reacting positively. Begging
for more, she humped the air. Slamming Sarah's wrist into her chin.
Her cunny clamping so hard that Sara's fingers were literally forced
out. She had to fight to get them back in. and Rachael's body fought
this new invasion by clamping her klegals tight. Freezing Sarah's hand
for several seconds. Then she flooded the space causing pinkish, blood
mixed cum to shoot up Sarah's nose. Covering her face. Rachael's own
thighs for several inches. And the bed with the sex leftovers.
Sarah rolled off. Rachael spoke in a horse whisper.
"You keep doing that and I will fuck you every day till I die"
Sarah started to laugh gently as she spun around and went to cuddle her
lover.
Laying her hear on Rachael's shoulder after kissing gently on the lips
and cheek several times. Leaving pinkish smears from the leftovers on
Rachael's face. Her left breast bunched up and her nipple touching the
nipple of Rachael's prone form. We need to talk about some stuff. Then
you can think about weather you want to be my girlfriend.
She began by saying that Philip; calling him Philip, isn't her real
dad. He is her mentor, provider, and lover. She has no plans on
allowing that to change. Rachael started to flush with emotion. She
tried to keep calm but she was angry. At herself. At Sarah. At her body
that not only wouldn't move. Not responding at all for her thoughts to
flee. It was reacting to Sarah's fingers. They slid over her breasts.
Causing the AA cupped mounds to harden again with excitement. Then down
her tummy making her hips hump the air and legs to spread
involuntarily.
Rachael found her voice, at least her mouth would work as designed.
"How old are you then? Confused. Not the question she wanted to ask.
"Fifteen. Same as you"
"But I'm not. I'm in advanced classes. I'm a junior at school. But I
won't be fifteen till July"
"Shhhh Baby, calm down. I can tell you're getting upset." Sarah's
middle finger entered her then. Slow and gentle. She only tickled her
lovers insides as she continued to unfold her story
Telling Rachael about her deadbeat mother who was more interested in
staying high on almost anything than holding a job. Using her body as
means of provision. Then Sarah's own body from age 12. When her tits
became noticeable and a couple of her regular perverts started to ask
when her daughter could join them. Thankful that at least she was kept
hidden completely till she was more than 10. That they paid her little
or no attention at all till she had had her periods a few times and her
mother started to make her hostess. Dressing her like a slut and making
her fetch drinks and snacks as they sat around watching porn and
getting high.
Rachael started to tear with compassion while her body became more
aroused. Her Cunt relaxing. Allowing Sarah access to slip the second
finger in. She listened to the sad tail. But she started to moan with
pleasure. Her nipples started to respond. Whenever Sarah would bump her
clit. The nipples would also buzz with energy. It felt amazing. She
knew she would not last long. Another orgasm was growing in her guts.
Sarah got to the discovery of needles in the house. Saw a couple track
pocks on her mothers arms and neck. This was just before her birthday a
few weeks back. Her being asked to perform for guests had stopped. How
Sarah confronted her about things. The daily fights. followed by her
being locked in her room. And How she came to be with Philip. Recanting
the last weekend in minute detail about how wonderful he has been. How
amazing he makes her feel.
Rachael screamed. Her orgasm shook her to the core midway through the
explanation of last nights disagreement. Rachael squirted a thin stream
of cum that splashed her leg and Sarah's. They both laughed. Sarah got
first to her knees. Then pulling Rachael with her lead her to HER
bathroom. Where she Sat Rachael on the little wash stool and turned on
the Water jets. Letting the sweet teen absorb the steamy waterfall.
"Back in a sec" Sarah left to strip the bed. Thanking herself for
leaving the laundry door open. She stripped the bed quickly and spray
treated all the reddish sex splatters she could find on the bed
clothes. She started the washer and turned back to join her hopefully
lover for a bathing.
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Philip, having come home had sat in his truck. Not knowing what to
expect. He decided to let the young women have some privacy. Wanting to
at least know something about what was going on. He grabbed the
wireless Security touch screen Tablet from it's cradle on the garage
wall. He checked the five cameras one at a time. He could hear muffled
speaking. But not who or what was being said.
He listened to everything from the point where the girls had left
Sarah's bedroom. He caught on the hall security feed how they crossed
first her door jamb. Then slipped into his. The camera pointed at the
glass wall only marginally allowing him to see the two girls. He
watched the top half of Sarah as she danced for Rachael. He could see
Rachael's face as she sat gawking at the performance. He was going to
turn it off. He tried actually. But he was too vested in the scene now.
He watched it play out like a tender sad soft core porn for more than
an hour
Catching glimpses of naked body parts and hearing the bouts of verbal
passion. He was only able to see both of them from belly to head when
they lay together at the top of his bed. Rachael's pert titties
sticking up like 72mm shell tips. Sarah's own, better developed point
kissing nipple to nipple as Rachael's body moved. It was obvious what
Sarah's moving arm was doing below the screen; while he listened in on
everything. Most of the story he knew. More detail filling in. He was
crying himself by the time the girls made it to Sarah's Bath.
He Wasn't quiet about entering the house. When he got to the hall,
Sarah was just closing and setting the washer. She looked up at him
smiling that perfect imp grin. As he got close, she could see he was
upset. Concern masked her features as she got close. Picking her up and
kissing her deeply.
He ignored the taste of her lover on her skin, as he moved his head
away from hers.
"What's wrong Daddy? Are you Okay? You aren't mad at me for having
Rachael Over, are you? she's in the shower. I need to go..."
She trailed off and he kissed her again. Cutting her words short. Then
Set her down.
"No Darling, I'm not mad. I didn't mean to. I'm sorry"
"Sorry for what Daddy? What happened?" worry and fear now mirrored her
face"
"I got home as you two were getting ready to have your…" he paused
"when you took her to bed. I didn't want to walk in and freak either of
you out. So I turned on the remote access feeds."
She cut him off. In a harsh whisper she demanded attention.
"You filmed us? All of it? How Could you?"
"No Darling! I Didn't I could have. But I'm not like that." her face
softened slightly encouraging him to go on.
"The system doesn't work like that. I knew you were home, so I never
set it to record."
"But you just said"
"Yes. You can access the cameras and listen live. But unless you set it
to record, it doesn't"
"So you saw us, and heard what"
"Heard Everything. Saw bits and pieces. I could have changed the camera
angles. but that would have been crude I wasn't going to interrupt So I
just wanted to see what you were up to and where. I had planned on
turning it off and taking a nap. Sarah. I'm sorry. You and she just
sounded so beautiful together, I had to listen."
Her eyes narrow accusingly "She's only 14. did you hear that part?"
"Yes. And I get that I screwed up by not turning it off. I invaded your
privacy. I'm sorry"
. "And you just sat out there jerking off listening to us fuck"
"NO! listen yes. use it for myself no.
"Now what?"
"That's up to you. I want you to stay. I want you to be happy. Your bed
will be here tomorrow. You and she can continue to be together. I will
keep my promise to care and provide for you. I won't make you do
anything you don't want"
What came next surprised him.
"You better not be cuming without us to help. What if I want you both?
What if I want to share her with you and you with her? You have already
proven you are honorable and capable. What if I want you to be her
lover and teach her how a man treats his women, so she will learn the
right way. Not from the back seat of some dorky jerk's mother's
minivan. Or worse. The way I did?"
she went on. "I trust you. You said you didn't record. I believe you.
The look on your face says you know you were wrong. And I imagine you
will beat yourself up for sometime over it. From my perspective. I
should thank you for giving us privacy, and thank you for confessing to
watching. But this is your house. You have a right to know and watch
every thing that goes on here. Making videos? That's something we will
need to discuss."
He stood there silent. Completely lost for words. She kissed him then.
Told him to wait. And left for her shower. A gasp. A giggle and a
rather loud Oh God YES! Came from inside the other room.
"Daddy!! Are you ready? Come Wash Us. We need a through scrubbing.
We're dirty girls"
The new voice giggled and repeated the command. "Yes Daddy! Come wash
us!"
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Okay, here's Chapter 3, finally! Sorry about the wait, I know its
irritating. I did it as fast as I could. I hope you like it. Leave
comments, send me PM's, you know, all that stuff. :)
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"What's your favorite color?" We were out on yet another date when he
suddenly asked me this question at dinner. I looked at him, slightly
surprised and raised an eyebrow, but answered, nonetheless.
"Pink, definitely." Kyle laughed at my response. "What's yours?"
"Pink, definitely." It was my turn to laugh. I never expected he would
be so goofy. Before I knew him, he just seemed quiet and smart and the
opposite of Jason and Travis. Now that I'm getting to know him, I've
realized he's funny and playful, as well as smart, and quiet, but at
the right times, not all the time. Other times, he can be loud and fun.
"Nah, it's blue. Favorite food?"
"Goldfish. You?"
He laughed again. "Pineapple. But goldfish…really? Why goldfish?"
"What are you talking about? Goldfish are cheesy and delicious."
He looked thoughtful for a minute, and then nodded. "I'll give you that
one. Favorite thing about me?"
I laughed. That was a good question. We were on one of our very many
dates in the last three months. We hadn't exactly made it official, but
neither of us seemed to be interested in other people. And during these
dates, I had noticed so many little things about him that I adored. His
sense of humor; the way he could make you laugh at any time. The way he
was such a gentleman, always opening doors and pulling out chairs for
me. The way his soft lips felt against mine when he kissed me. The way
he doesn't pressure me, because I'm not ready to have sex with him.
"Am I allowed to say everything?"
"Nope."
I chuckled. "Your smile… and laugh. And sense of humor. And the way you
kiss me, and hold my hand. Your hugs… even your smell."
He smiled. "So… everything?"
I laughed and nodded. "I told you. What about you? What's your favorite
thing about me?"
He smiled and took my hand from across the table. "Your ears."
I rolled my eyes, but laughed. He stood up from the table, keeping my
hand in his and I did the same. He led me out of the restaurant and
back to his car. He opened the passenger door for me and I started to
get into the car, but he stopped me, pulling my body close. I smiled up
at him as he gazed into my eyes. I stood up on my tip toes and closed
the distance between lips, my eyes fluttering closed as I felt his soft
and firm lips pressing against mine.
I felt his lips form a smile against mine, and I couldn't help smiling
back. One of his hands was firmly on my lower back as his other inched
its way up my spine, finally finding the back of my neck and settling
there, holding my face to his as his lips moved against mine. My
fingers were placed gently on either side of his face, pulling him
closer to me, as I deepened the kiss.
Despite moments like these, when I wanted to rip all his clothes off of
him, Kyle and I hadn't had sex yet. I don't know if it was us not
really being together, together, or if I just wasn't ready since
Travis. And despite the fact that every time his lips came near mine, I
was completely his for the taking, he hadn't taken advantage of it. He
knew I didn't want to do anything, and respected it. Usually stopping
himself and me before we got too hot and heavy.
He did this just now, pulling back and moving his hands back to mine. I
pouted slightly and he chuckled. "Don't pout; you'll make me feel bad."
I laughed and kissed his lips once more before getting into the car.
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About a half hour later, we were back at campus, on our way to my dorm,
where Kyle always insisted on walking me to after our dates. My hand
was in his big, warm one, leading me, because he knew the way so well.
We got to my door, where he always kissed me goodnight, sweetly and
gently. He did it again tonight, the same as always, but tonight I
didn't want him to leave. I always hesitated, not sure whether to
invite him in or not, afraid of what would happen if I did, and usually
choosing the latter. Tonight I had no hesitation as I opened my door,
letting him in.
He seemed surprised, but not in a bad way. He glanced around my room,
chuckling as he took in the pink surroundings.
I sat nervously on the edge of my bed as he looked at the pictures
hanging on my walls. He eventually turned to me, looking more nervous
than I imagined I did, and sat next to me.
I turned to him, suddenly concerned that something was wrong, searching
my mind for something, but coming up blank. He was fine a few minutes
ago; what could have happened since he came in here that's upset him?
"Emma, I… I need to ask you something." I nodded, wanting him to
continue. "I want you to know that I really like you. I haven't looked
at another girl the way I look at you in… a long time. You're the most
beautiful, wonderful girl that I have ever met, and I never want to
jeopardize what we have." He took both of my hands in his, but
continued. "There is a very real chance that I am about to fall
completely in love with you. And I need to know if you feel the same
way. Because as much as I like you, I don't think I can handle having
you break my heart." He looked down at our hands with these last words.
My heart raced as my mind tried to process his words. Did I feel the
same way? I knew that I liked him, a lot. I didn't want to lead him on.
But I didn't know if I was capable of being enough of what he wanted. I
didn't know if I could be good enough for him. When, or even if, we
ever had sex, could I satisfy him? Would he be disappointed? I was
definitely not a virgin, but the only guy I was ever with was Travis.
We'd had sex, but it was never really anything special for me. It was
like a chore, and I never really wanted it, let alone enjoyed it. Did I
have enough experience to please him? I couldn't stand the thought of
falling short of his expectations. I tried to shake it from my mind and
concentrate on whether or not I wanted to be with him.
"Kyle, I… I don't…" I didn't know how to continue. I bit my lip. "Are
you sure that you want me? Are you sure you wouldn't prefer one of the
hundreds of girls fawning over you? I just don't feel like I'm… good
enough for you. I don't want you to be disappointed with me." I met his
eyes again, and he looked confused.
"What are you talking about? I don't think it's possible that you could
disappoint me. Nothing you say or do would ever. Why would you even
think that?"
I shrugged, silently.
"Is it about sex? You know that I'm not pressuring you, and I want to
wait until you're ready. I know that your relationship with Travis was
weird and he didn't treat you half as well as you deserve and he didn't
satisfy you the way he should have." I looked at him, curiously. "He
used to talk about you to a lot of people. He said you never enjoyed
him, like you should have. He always thought he was so great. But, I
want to satisfy you. I want to give you what you deserve, if you'll let
me. I want to give you whatever you want. Please, just let me." His
thumb brushed under my chin, tilting my head up.
"Emma, please." His eyes were pleading with me, begging me for
approval.
I didn't want anyone else; that was for sure. I thought of his lips
against mine earlier tonight. I felt comfortable with him, and safe. I
glanced at our intertwined fingers and felt the warmth that his hands
brought to me. I remembered his hugs, his laugh, his smile. The sparkle
in his eye when he looks at me. I loved seeing it there, and I loved
causing it. He said he could fall in love with me. I think I could fall
in love with him, too. I was already halfway there.
I took a deep breath and looked back up at him, and was met with is
anxious and waiting gaze. "Yes," It came out as a whisper.
His eyes brightened slightly. "Yes? Yes, what?"
I smiled. "To everything. Yes, I feel the same way. Yes, I want to fall
totally and completely in love with you. Yes, I want to be with you. If
that's what you're asking…"
A big smile grew on his face and he pulled me into him, kissing me
again. I let out a relieved breath against his lips and he pulled back,
still smiling. I forced myself to smile, to convince him I was okay,
when I really wasn't.
I still wasn't convinced I was enough. I didn't want to break his
heart, but I didn't want mine to be broken, either. I was sure that
once I gave myself to him, he would realize I'm not this perfect girl
he thinks I am.
It didn't seem to work, though as his smile began to fade from his
face.
"Emma, what's wrong?" I shook my head, trying not to let him see the
worry in my face.
"It's nothing. Don't worry. I just…I'm really tired." He wasn't
convinced. He moved a strand of hair out of my eyes, searching my face
for a sign of what was wrong.
"Are you sure? You seem really upset. Is it… is it this? Us? Do you not
want it?" He seemed to be struggling to get the words out, not wanting
to jinx it.
I shook my head quickly. "I do want it. It's not that, I promise. It's
really nothing; I just need to get some sleep." I stood up, and he did
as well.
I wanted him to leave, I needed to think. I didn't, however, want him
to think it had anything to do with him, so I wrapped my arms around
him tightly, and finally felt him do the same.
I pulled back after several minutes, and pulled him to the door,
opening it and stepping out. I kissed his lips gently.
"Goodnight, Kyle. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?"
He nodded, but didn't look like he wanted to leave me, and started to
turn around, walking away from me.
I felt a pang of guilt after I saw the sad look on his face as he
backed away from me.
"Wait…Kyle?"
He turned back to me slowly. "Yeah?"
I smiled shyly. "So, uh…does that make me… your girlfriend?"
He smiled and took a few steps towards me, closing the distance between
us. "Do you want that?"
I nodded. "I would like that very much." He smiled and kissed me one
more time.
"Goodnight, Emma." I smiled and turned back to my room once he had
left.
I thought about how I felt about Kyle and I as I undressed and got into
bed. I knew I liked him a lot and I wanted to try to be with him. I
just hoped I could handle being in a relationship again.
I started to imagine what it would be like to really be with Kyle. How
his lips would feel against mine while he made love to me. How his
hands would feel caressing my body. His naked body pressed against
mine, as he thrusts in and out of me.
I started to feel a dampness forming in my panties at these thoughts. I
couldn't help letting my fingers slip under my shirt, sliding up my
stomach and tracing around the curves of my C-cup breasts. I circled a
fingertip around my nipple and a small moan escaped my lips. My other
hand went in the other direction, down over my hips and slipping under
the shorts I wore that hugged my heart-shaped ass tightly.
I slowly traced over the lips of my slightly wet pussy as my breathing
picked up. I imagined what it would feel like if Kyle were the one
making me feel this way. I rubbed my finger in circles at my slit, and
then made my way up to my clit, flicking my finger over it. I moaned
slightly louder as my finger found the circular pattern on my clit that
had pushed me over the edge so many times before, when Travis had
failed to please me. He only thought of himself, and his own needs. I
had never cum with him.
Kyle could make me cum, I thought as I felt my orgasm nearing. I rubbed
a little faster and a little harder, getting closer every second, and
moaning louder. He could take care of me in this way.
I pictured Kyle's lips and tongue moving down over my stomach to my
swollen pussy. His tongue would slowly move up my slit, inching closer
to my clit, finding the path my finger had just taken.
I rubbed harder, still. I was so close.
Kyle's tongue would circle and flick over and around my clit. His mouth
would finally latch onto my throbbing clit and begin to suck hard.
I moved my other hand down into my pants, sliding my middle finger into
the wet folds of my pussy. I let out a deep moan and kept rubbing my
clit as I pumped my finger in and out quickly.
Fuck. Oh, god.
I was getting closer every second as I pictured Kyle between my legs,
licking and sucking on my pussy. His hands would move to rub my thighs,
and his mouth would suck harder.
Yes, Kyle, yes. Don't stop. Oh, please don't stop.
My legs began to shake and I bit my lip hard, still rubbing my clit and
thrusting my finger deep into me. With a few last thrusts and rubs, I
was in ecstasy.
I gasped as the orgasm took over my body, moaning louder than I should
have been, not worrying about people next door hearing me.
My legs shook and my mind went blank. I kept rubbing as hard as I
could, not caring that the muscles in my hand were tensing up.
I squealed as the last tremors of my orgasm slowed. I let out a slow,
deep breath and felt my heart relax. I pulled both hands out of my
shorts and settled back into bed.
After the intense orgasm I had just thinking about Kyle and I having
sex, one thing was very clear.
I wanted to have sex with him, very soon.
The next morning I woke up feeling much better than I had the night
before. Something about my little fantasy about Kyle had really warmed
me up to the idea of having sex with him.
So much, in fact, that I was planning on asking him to come over for
dinner that night.
I had laid in bed planning the evening for much of that Saturday
morning, when finally, a knock on my door roused me out of bed.
I hesitated answering as I was wearing nothing but those tight shorts
and a baggy t-shirt from the night before.
I did anyways, and instantly wished I hadn't, because Kyle was standing
in front of me.
He was carrying a large bouquet of pale pink and green roses, my
favorite flowers, and a big smile on his face. He didn't even seem
fazed by my strange pajamas.
He stepped into my room, kissing me deeply. "Good morning, my beautiful
girlfriend." He smiled against my lips and put the flowers into my
arms. "I like the sound of that."
I went and rummaged through the kitchen for a vase, still in an early
morning daze. That and the fact that I was really confused about Kyle's
showing up here so early. After finding one, I set them on my table.
Kyle snuck up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, and earning
him a small gasp as he surprised me, and he chuckled.
"I was thinking we could do something tonight," He whispered in my ear,
causing goose bumps to spread over my body.
"I was thinking the same thing. What did you have in mind?" I could
feel him shrug his shoulders.
"I'm not quite sure. You have any ideas?"
I smiled and nodded. "As a matter of fact, I do. How about you just
meet me here at 7?"
He let go of my waist and turned my body to face him. His lips brushed
lightly against mine, and I had to stop myself from changing the plans
and just ravishing him right there. I looked up at him and saw the lust
in his eyes.
He wants this as bad as I do.
You would think this would make me want to take him right there even
more, but it did the opposite. I wanted the night to be perfect.
He kissed me again, firmly, passionately, and yet still so gently. I
finally broke the kiss when a list of things I needed to do for the
night entered my mind.
I looked back up at him and smiled. "So…7?" He nodded, and was on his
way out the door once more. I followed him and leaned against the door
as he turned around, a curious expression on his face.
"What do you have planned for tonight, Emma?"
I giggled, and shook my head. "It's a surprise. All you need to do is
show up tonight. Oh, and wear something nice."
He laughed at the mischievous smile on my face, and kissed me one last
time before heading out the door.
He paused as he began to go down the hall, and turned back to me. "You
look really sexy in tight shorts and baggy shirts, by the way." He
smiled and was actually leaving this time.
"Don't be late!" I called after him.
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Introduction:
Chapter One - My Sister
Young and Foolish?? Part Two
This is the second part of a Trilogy about my childhood
I suppose you could say this story is as much about my sister as it is
me. We were both very involved in this part of my younger days.
My sister, we'll call her Penny was to say the very least a promiscuous
child. One time I had seen three or four boys lining up to touch her on
a park bench in broad daylight. She was only nine, but knew how to get
anything she wanted from a guy. I'd also heard she was no stranger to
her own sex. But that side of her life was only hearsay and nothing to
do with me. I'm only going to tell you about the sister I know who was
instrumental in the direction my life took.
If you are expecting wild sex and unfettered debauchery in this the
first chapter of my story I apologise. This is an introduction and like
so many things in life must take its course.
Chapter One
I'll start by giving you an idea of what she was like. At seven she
would sit on a male relatives lap running her fingers through his hair,
later it was not only relatives but anyone she thought could be of use
to her. It was the relatives she practiced on, and because of their
egos and probably what was in their trousers she almost always got her
way. What amazed me was the women in the family they thought she was
cute, and totally ignorant of her game. You are probably thinking I was
jealous, maybe, but I don't think so. At seven I didn't have anything
to do with her. As a spoilt brat who received most of what she asked
for, she annoyed me. With everything she had, she was a trouble maker
and I couldn't figure out why. It wasn't until she was older and her
body was starting to form that there was any interest in her on my
part. You will already know if you've read an account of my earlier
childhood. I had plenty to keep myself occupied.
It was a friend who brought my attention to what she was doing in a
well used recreation ground used by families close to home. All he said
was. I needed to see this girl who was letting boys touch her for a
cigarette. He didn't tell me who it was we were going to see, mainly
because he didn't know my sister. When we arrived I have to admit I was
not surprised. We watched from a distance. Then he produced a pair of
his father's binoculars. We saw her with two boys. We knew them both.
They were sitting either side of her each with his hand inside her
jumper. I hadn't realised how my sister had filled out. These kids had
something to grab hold of now. I said this to my friend and he replied
with. It's all the hand rearing. We laughed. To this day I don't know
where he used to find his wit. As time moved on I heard more rumours,
this time of her allowing older boys and men to touch her for bigger
presents. But during that period I had my own thing going.
It was a couple of years later when my involvement began. Penny was
ten. She was still using her winning ways to obtain pretty much all she
wanted, and now she had better bargaining tools, a pair of them. Even
though our private cold war was still raging one could not help but
notice how Penny was blossoming. To be fair, considering her age she
had a bloody lovely body, and I must admit to checking it out on the
odd occasion as she made her way to the bathroom in her birthday suit.
The day my part in this started was on one of my mothers work days.
While she was out we were not allowed to let anyone into the house. But
as you will soon realise, rules never really registered with Penny.
There was a knock at the front door. I was in my bedroom reading,
outside it was pouring with rain. Penny answered the door and I heard
her invite whoever it was in. Saying, as it's raining you had better
come in and she took him into the rear lounge, after a few minutes I
heard laughing. My nose got the better of me. I crept to the top of the
stairs to hear what was happening. I recognised the man's voice, but
could not place it. There was more laughter. So I felt one should
listen for a while. Well, it would have been rude not to. As usual
Penny was up to her well honed tricks. She wanted one of the new
portable radios of the time. These were very rare and they were also
very expensive. Sis had asked everyone in the family for one for her
birthday and they all told her the same thing. Too expensive and you'll
lose interest in it in a couple of weeks and then want something else.
I was pleased that at least the family was getting wise to her.
She proceeded to tell our visitor her hard luck story. I suddenly
realised who owned the voice I'd been hearing. It was Trevor a family
friend who owned a small factory in the town. I thought if she could
persuade anyone get her a radio it would be him. I always thought he
was a bit of a dirty old man. I saw her go and sit on the arm of the
chair he was sitting in. She was swinging her leg to and fro allowing
him to see a nice bit of leg. It was amusing for me to hear him say
almost word for word what the family had been saying. She started
running her fingers through his hair. Telling him if she was his little
girl I bet he'd buy her a radio. He just laughed saying he had no wife
or little girl. Before Penny could continue there was another knock at
the front door. That's mum I thought, time for me to disappear. As I
started back up stairs Penny emerged from the lounge and saw me,
immediately giving me one of her cold if looks could kill stares. Next,
her usual ritual when mother arrived home. Hello mummy dear. Have you
had a good day? Quickly followed by, Trevor's here. I could imagine
what was going through mothers mind and then I heard it. Where's your
brother? He's upstairs mummy. I think he's reading. When she entered
the lounge as usual her tone changed. Hello Trevor nice to see you, and
then. Have you had tea? He told her no and I assumed she'd answered
that with a sigh that was the norm, as my sister would do nothing
unless there was something in it for her.
Having had no luck with Trevor and quite put out that she was told to
make tea for him was the cue for Penny to vacate that part of the house
and she came up stairs and into my room. With her hands on her hips she
demanded to know why I was spying on her. I told her I only wanted to
know who she was talking to. You decided to listen to everything too I
suppose? I told her with a smile on my face. I had, and surprise,
surprise I didn't hear anything I'd not heard a thousand times before.
She turned and stamped out of the room slamming the door behind her.
A few weeks passed and turned into a couple of months. I'd not heard a
peep from Penny and I can truthfully say I was ecstatic, it had been so
peaceful. It was the first Saturday in March. The time of year when the
party season began again after the quiet period that always followed
New Years. Mother and her friends were very big on parties, for me
there was sometimes an upside. Some were known to last the whole
weekend. There was also a downside. We would get dragged along, as baby
sitters. On this occasion her friend's daughters were away at their
dads and there was no need for a sitter, so we were off the hook and
were able to stay at home and I got lumbered sitting my sister, and my
loony godmother would be popping in to make sure we were okay. I'd
hoped my sister would have been taken with her or been farmed out
somewhere else, but no such luck.
After lunch mother left giving me the usual warning about behaving. It
was the usual guilt trip she would lay on me in advance of her going
anywhere, a predefined script of threats. No friends in, no fighting
with your sister, no wishing your god mother was dead, and the list
went on. Then quiet, mother had gone.
I went into the library and was sorting through some books. About four
Penny decided to speak to me. That was a pity as I'd quite enjoyed the
last couple of months of peace. And I told her so. She stamped out of
the room in her usual manner. I told her not to slam the door. Instead
she shouted some abuse. I told her that was to be expected from someone
so childish, and because she had tits it didn't make her a grown up.
She would stay a kid until she was fifty with that attitude. She turned
and accused me of being jealous of her. I said. Jealous! of what,
getting touched up by anyone who had a spare cigarette? No. She
shouted. Because YOU want to touch me up. I asked how on earth she'd
come to that conclusion. I've seen the way you look at me. I told her
she was mad…… She was correct though. She had a terrific body for a kid
and those tits. You'd need to have something wrong with you not to want
to look…. She added. I know you always conveniently come out of your
bedroom when I'm going to have a bath. That happened once, I said. You
are crazy. She turned to march out of the room again then stopped. She
turned and said. I bet I could make you want me. I beg your pardon? You
heard me. I bet I can make you want me. I just looked to heaven. You
wait. I'll get you. She shouted. I smiled thinking. What a spoilt brat
she is.
She was heading for the stairs when there was a knock at the door.
Penny answered it. It was my loony tunes godmother. I cringed getting
ready to go upstairs and out of it. Luckily she didn't come in, just
said she was going to her sons for the weekend and if we needed her to
call. I breathed again, thinking. That's a first. I couldn't handle her
today. I couldn't handle her any day if the truth be known.
About two hours later the peace was broken again. Penny came into the
room. I didn't bother looking up, just quietly groaned. She said.
What's the matter, scared to look at me? I ignored her. I'm talking to
you. She raised her voice. Did you hear me? It wasn't a request but a
demand. I heaved a loud sigh and looked round to tell her to get lost.
Instead my mouth hung open, the sigh I was about to emit stuck in my
throat, and my eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. She was
standing there looking like a hooker. She was wearing a tight pencil
skirt, a totally see through white blouse and one of those bras you
only saw in magazines, and porn movies and I'd seen a few of them. She
was wearing black stocking and black patent very high heels. I thought
they were my mothers but on closer inspection I could see they fitted
her. To finish her outfit off she was wearing a wide black patent belt
that matched the shoes. She had on makeup and her hair was up on top of
her head.
Well? She said curtly. I had to drag my eyes to her face and thinking
quickly said. Well what? That was me thinking quickly under stress.
What do you think of me? You called me a prostitute so I decided to
dress like one just for you. I said. I suppose they were gifts from
your gropers? That's right. She replied. Then walking in front of me
wriggled her hips while pulling her skirt up showing me her red
suspenders. I felt myself getting a hard on and said. I suppose you're
going out now to earn more stuff? She screamed at me. NO I'M FUCKING
NOT. I'd never heard her swear before. In fact I'd never heard anyone
in the family swear. I said. Lovely, it goes with the clothes. She was
angry and said. If you really want to know I got them for you. I saw
tears welling up in her eyes. I frowned and told her. But I don't wear
clothes like that, trying to hide the smile that was spreading all over
my face. I quickly put my hand in front of my mouth but not in time to
prevent her noticing. A smile came to her lips but tears were rolling
down her cheeks, then she sat on the arm of the chair saying. I really
did get them for you. Her voice was trembling as she spoke. Please tell
me you like them. I tried to keep a negative tone in my voice as I told
her they were alright I suppose. But I don't think the hard
disinterested tone came across, as she put her arm round my shoulder
and kissed my cheek. I knew you'd like them. Then she rubbed my cheek
saying sorry. I've got lipstick on you. Tell me you like what you see,
please. I looked into her eyes. She was really serious and for the
first time looked so little now. I had never seen this version of my
sister, she was almost humble. Does it matter what I think? More than
anything! She was almost pleading. I couldn't understand why she was so
concerned about what I thought and I said so. But I told her to go and
stand at the other side of the room so I could get a better look. She
got up and walked to the middle of the room. There was no getting away
from it. She was certainly looking very sexy and I did like the bright
red lipstick. She spun round a couple of times to let me see all of
her. Then she asked. Well? I told her she looked really very sexy. She
then began to wriggle her hips again sliding her skirt up to show me
her legs. Do you think I have nice legs? I said. Yes. Do you think
these clothes suit me? I told her they did, especially the blouse. I
tried to get a see thru bra but I could only find this one. I wanted
one to match my knickers. Then she lifted her skirt even higher to show
me her knickers that were as see thru as her blouse. She had no hair
and I could see the swollen folds of her pussy, I could also see a wet
patch a little lower. This kid was really turned on. She started
walking towards me pulling her skirt down. I asked why she got the
clothes, followed by. Mother will go nuts if she sees them. I told you
I got them for you. I wanted a short pleated skirt because I know you
like them. But I couldn't find one in my size or they were too long.
I've been collecting these for about three months. But why for me? I
asked again. Are you completely blind or just stupid? She asked. I'm
going to tell you something. Every time one of those boys touched me I
closed my eyes and imagined it was you. Why do you think I walk to the
bathroom naked for my bath? I thought you might come out of your room
one day and see me. That's why I made such a noise asking mum where the
towels were even though I knew. But why I repeated yet again. She came
and sat on my lap. Because I love you, you idiot! You what? I gagged
out. You're my sister. We are not meant to love each other. We are
meant to dislike, even hate each other and fight all the time. You are
also only ten. I'm not ten. She shouted. I am eleven. This time it was
almost a whisper. Okay you're eleven but you are still my sister and
still a kid. But you're only just thirteen. You are eighteen months
older than me, and I look a lot older than you. We both sat there in
silence for what seemed like ages. Then Penny said. You don't like me
then? I didn't say that. If you weren't my sister it would be okay.
Then imagine I'm not your sister and that I'm older. With that she took
my hand and rested it on her breast applying pressure. Doesn't that
feel nice, does it feel like the tit of an eleven year old? I didn't
say it wasn't nice. She then took my hand and pressed it onto her leg,
sliding it up with both hands. I could feel her heat coming thru the
stockings. How does that feel? Hot I said, hot and silky. But do you
like it? Yes I said again. She pulled my hand higher up and between her
legs. Then she held my elbow and pulled hard. My hand was touching the
bare flesh at the top of her stockings. It was burning hot and tacky.
The erection in my shorts was making it look like a tent now. Penny
kept glancing down and if she hadn't noticed she'd have to be blind.
Well I'm glad someone here likes me. Looking me in the eyes she said.
You are hard, and with a cheeky smile on her face she asked if she
could touch it. Before I could say no her hand was on the head of it
and she pushed down, not hard but firmly. Bloody hell! I said. What's
the matter darling? She had a shocked look on her face. Was that nice?
You know it was. It felt as though I was having a mini orgasm….. Mmmmm!
She smiled again this time licking her lips. I had to admit to myself,
I've had a fair few orgasms and in a lot of different situations but
never the feeling I had just then. I jumped as she pressed down again.
She said. See. You do like it. I said liking it does not alter the fact
you are my sister and it's not right. She came close to my ear and
whispered. You know you like me as much as I like you. She gently held
my chin and turning my face to hers she placed her lips on mine. All
the time I was thinking we shouldn't be doing this I was also asking
myself why not. No one had ever told me I shouldn't. I opened my mouth
waiting for her tongue to enter, but it didn't. I tried to slip my
tongue into her mouth but it was shut tight. I broke away gently
telling her if we are to do this, let's do it properly. I then told her
to open her mouth. She did, but wide enough for me to fall in. I said.
No not like that, only this much. I showed her with my lips. Then I put
my lips onto hers. Her lips were soft and trembling. She was probably
thinking the same thoughts as me. Then again, that was not at all
likely. She's probably excited and nothing was further from her mind. I
slid my tongue between her lips and she pulled me tightly against her.
I heard her moan into my mouth then she was twisting her tongue round
mine and then she pushed it from her mouth to place hers in mine. I
thought this was completely mad. We could never be together, and god
knows what would happen if the family found out. Again I replaced my
tongue, under hers this time and then over it and the sides all along
her gums, I even tried to reach the roof of her mouth, then again
twisting it around her tongue. She was still quietly moaning into my
mouth her arms were holding me tighter now, and she was fidgeting on my
lap. I kissed her for about four or five minutes maybe longer. When I
paused she sighed and asked me not to stop. I want you to kiss me
forever. With everything that was happening I was rock hard and horny
as hell. Bearing in mind it was about eighteen months since my last
real orgasm at uncles. I was always hard for the slightest reason, ever
since that period. This feeling was different though. I was always
leaking large amounts of pre cum because I was always feeling so god
damn horny, my sister was not going to help me to curb that any time
soon I thought.
I was beginning to agree with what she wanted. As long as we were
careful who would know? Without a doubt she had turned me on in a way I
had never experienced before. Sister or not I was starting to want her
and I knew she wanted me, badly. She asked me. Where did you learn to
kiss like that? I said maybe one day I'll tell you. Right now she was
more interested in action than an answer. Kiss me again darling, you
kiss so nice. I told her I was surprised she'd not been kissed like
this before. They only wanted to grope my titties and things. No one
cared about me only what they could get, and so I decided I didn't care
about them for the same reason. I kissed some boys at school but they
didn't know how to do it or I would have learned how from them, I
thought that was the way you did it. I wouldn't let any of the men kiss
me even though they wanted to. I would only let them touch my tits and
down there. She looked down at her skirt. Was touching you all that
happened? Yes. She replied, most of the time. Did you touch them? She
hesitated. Yes. I asked her. How? Again there was a pause. I wanked
four off and sucked three. What boys or men? The young boys weren't
interested in that. They only wanted to feel me. I touched a couple of
the older boys but they were not very big, I thought it was because
they were not really interested. While we were talking Penny started to
undo her blouse, saying she was hot. The bra she was wearing was
definitely very sexy. It made her already large tits look even larger,
lifting them up and not doing much to keep them from falling out. It
wasn't so obvious with the loose fitting blouse she had on. She was a
big girl for her age. I think what my friend always said was very apt.
It was all the hand rearing. She got up from my lap and I asked her
what was wrong. She replied. I told you I'm hot. The old terse tone of
voice coming into play once more, the very reason I never liked her.
She unzipped her skirt and slid it from her thighs. The sound of the
skirts lining rubbing against her stocking as she was removing it
turned me on even more. My God! I thought. She has a beautiful body and
what a pair of legs. As she turned to sit back on my lap I noticed the
wet patch in her panties was covering a much larger area now. This of
course had a reverse effect of me talking to her, as my cock was on the
climb once more and at an increased rate of knots. I asked her if she
was feeling sexy. I'm always feeling sexy. I asked how many people had
touched her down there. I don't know was her reply. Men or boys I
asked. Both she said. That tone was still in her voice. Have you had
anyone inside you? What do you mean, Cocks? Yes I replied. No. I have
toys upstairs I use when I feel really randy. Her voice had softened
again and she gave a playful smile and added. That's most of the time.
Really! I said with raised eyebrows. Yes really, and I always have a
lovely time because I think of you. I looked at her standing there
looking at me. Come I said. She was about to sit on my lap again. But I
told her no. I put my hands on her hips and guided her forward until
her pussy was almost touching my face. I stuck my tongue out and
started to lick the wet patch on her pants making sure my tongue
pressed hard against her mound. She jumped and gasped as I pressed into
her slit. I heard her sigh, then, Wow! Oh yes. Her hands grabbed the
back of my head pulling me hard against her swollen mound. Then she
relaxed and stepped back, her fingers were in the waistband of her
knickers and she was sliding them down. I took her tiny hands in mine
and kissed both, then resting them on my shoulders I finished what she
had started. She lifted each leg so I could remove them completely. I
took her hips and gently pulled her back towards me. This time I
pointed my tongue and drew it in an upward motion sliding it between
her swollen lips, she was dripping and she smelt and tasted terrific. I
paused at the tiny knob like thing that was her clitoris twirling my
tongue hard against it. She let out a loud yelp. I stopped thinking I'd
done something to hurt her. She assured me I hadn't but it took her by
surprise and felt so good. I suggested we moved to the couch where we'd
be more comfortable. I stood and took her in my arms pulling her
tightly into me. She just melted leaning on me. I hadn't held a great
number of people but those I had certainly never felt this good or this
submissive. She clasped her hands behind my neck and her lips were
planted hard against mine, her tongue darted in and out of my mouth and
I joined her, our tongues dancing together as though it had been going
on for years. It felt as though she had been kissing like this all her
life. I couldn't believe how quickly she had perfected it. My cock was
like a pole and pushing hard against her. I led her to the couch still
kissing her. Breaking away I pushed her to a sitting position, letting
her down slowly by holding her hands. She looked at me with a frown.
She looked beautiful. Here we go. My dick's talking again. But she was
lovely, the hardened looks she had always had on her face had softened.
She had a lovely smile that I had never seen before today. This was a
completely new sister for me. I began to wonder why she had gone that
way. Then I felt cold. Was it me who'd caused her to become so hard? I
was suddenly feeling guilty. She snapped me out of my thoughts by
calling out. Darling, are you okay? Yes I told her. What is it? She
asked. I said. I'll tell you later. She was holding out her arms asking
me to come to her, instead I dropped to my knees, pulling her towards
the edge of the chair. What are you doing she asked. I told her to wait
a minute. I began to kiss her knee slowly moving up her leg. Then I
gently parted her legs and began to kiss the inside of each leg. She
suddenly realised what I was about and let out a gasp that sounded
like. Oh God! I stopped immediately. Are you okay? Yes. I'm so sorry. I
didn't realise I was speaking. I have always dreamed of you doing this
to me but never thought it would ever happen. I put a cheeky grin on my
lips and said. What. Kiss your legs? She lightly slapped my head and
told me not to tease her. I moved towards her most treasured possession
pleased that no other male had been there before me. The closer I got
to her naked virginity the heavier her breathing became and an almost
silent hiss was being released from her lips. I slid my hands up her
tiny body to her breasts and taking them one in each hand I began to
squeeze. She stopped me and as I looked up from below I saw the sexiest
thing yet. She flicked both of her breasts out of the cups of her bra
in one movement and they changed places, breasts on bra and not inside
bra. Looking up from below I saw what I think was the most beautiful
sight I had ever seen. Her breasts were a milky white and perched on
top where what looked like another set of breasts, these were a pale
pink. I have never seen Areolae like it to this day. As I began to
stroke her breast it began to change colour, turning darker to a deeper
pink and becoming larger, her nipples perched on top like ridged
buttons a little darker still. I had seen many porn films but nothing
like this. I wanted to put them in my mouth and hold them there
forever. I ran my hand up onto her nipple grasping it between thumb and
forefinger and rolled to and fro. Penny gasped in a deep breath that
trembled, it sounded as though she had been running. I rolled the other
the same way this time pinching it a little harder. She groaned loudly
saying. That's it, that's how I like it. I decided it was time for me
to use my mouth up there and began to kiss my way in that direction. I
kissed on up passed her crutch to her stomach, stopping to run my
tongue around her tiny belly button. She cooed out in a sigh. Oh,
that's so nice. I moved on up toward those beautiful buds that were
waiting to burst into bloom. I was testing all her zones of tenderness
and each time I would pause and spend a few moments at each one I
found, caressing her with my lips and tongue. Finally I reached my
goal. I was staring at those two beautiful breasts that were if
possible even better close up and like nothing I'd seen before and was
sure I would never see again, other than on my sister. I placed my
tongue at the lowest part of her breast kissing, sucking and licking my
way to the summit all the time hearing her panting increase with every
tiny movement I made to the top. I reached her areola and wiped my
tongue in a circle around it. She gasped sucking in her breath in jerky
gasps causing her breasts to jump. I was in a fantasy. I would never
have believed my little sister who only hours before was the most
unbearable bitch on this earth could suddenly have changed into this
fabulous creature who was so sexy and loving and provocative and in my
arms, my hands, my mouth and my mind. My head was spinning. I moved on
to her nipple, it was erect and considering the size of her areola not
all that big. But it was very hard. I began to suck on it, gently
closing my teeth down on this work of art, she whispered bite me hard
my love. Now this was more than I could take. I could feel that feeling
every guy dreads as the end of his knob starts to swell and his balls
tighten, he knows it's only a matter of a very short time before he
lets go and enters into the world of orgasm. My sister was whispering
desperately, please bite me harder. I was trying to think of something,
anything to take my mind off what I was hearing, to prevent the orgasm
that was laying in wait for me. It was no good though. I decided to
hell with it, orgasm or not I intended to take my sister anywhere she
wants to go regardless of whether I lost interest after. (Some of us,
after an orgasm lose the will to continue.) I bit her nipple harder and
she let out a loud yell. O Yes! Fucking hell yes! That was it for me. I
completely lost it. I filled my underpants and was uncontrollably
jerking my rock and emptying my balls at a hundred miles an hour. Cum
was running from me into my pants and straight down my leg onto the
carpet. What a mess. But I didn't give a shit. I was now moving on to
my sisters other nipple and taking up the finger tweaking position on
the first. Penny yelled out as first my lips sucked hard then my teeth
followed on to her other nipple. She arched her back nearly throwing me
off. I didn't believe it. She was having her orgasm too. She let out a
croaking sound as though she was choking. I love you s s s soooo much.
Please don't ever leave me now I have finally found you? My cock, under
normal circumstances would have been hanging completely limp by now, if
anything it was harder than ever. I moved up to Penny's level and sunk
my mouth down onto hers kissing her hard, my tongue working overtime
playing with hers. I felt a giggle rising from my throat. What was I
feeling? This was a barren land for me. A fabulous, barren land, where
only my beautiful sister and I roamed, but barren only from other
people, it was full of life and love and the feeling of two people who
had become one…. Hold on! I was suddenly dropped back to earth with
hard realisation. This was my sister. It was all very well thinking
this way, but there could be no future to it. I lay there feeling very
uncomfortable both about the way I was laying on my sister and about
the situation I had now entered into with her. I looked at her there
with her eyes closed and a look of total satisfaction on her face. It
was something I had never seen before and I never wanted to leave her.
But what was I to do? As if she was reading my mind she opened her eyes
and looked into mine saying. Don't leave darling. Please don't think I
told you I love you because of what you were doing to me. I have felt
this way for a long, long time. Everyone…… I stopped her, putting my
fingers gently onto her lips saying, please let me change position I'm
in pain here. She said she was sorry. It's not your fault I replied.
She asked. Can we go upstairs then, would that be okay? I told her that
it would be okay, but I have some cleaning up to do before I go
anywhere, and had a look at the carpet where I had been kneeling. Penny
sat up and peered at the floor. You came, she said. Yes I did and look
at the mess. Don't worry I'll clean it up, and again she said. You
came, and you didn't stop making me happy. Then she winked at me. Yes
I'll clean it up as it was my fault. What a pity boys can't keep most
of it in like us girls, then she started laughing. Still giggling she
said. That sounded quite bad, didn't it? I didn't mean it to sound like
that. We both laughed and I took her into my arms. I didn't know how
older girls behaved and talked. But this girl was sounding much older
than me. She was talking and acting as though she had been doing this
for years. I was realising with a vengeance I didn't want this to end
either. But what was to be done?
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Introduction:
It was the morning after an amazing party and an even more amazing
night with a blonde hottie.
This is Part 2.
Groggily I awoke, the hammering in my head unrelenting. I needed water.
I looked around slowly trying not to do more damage to my fragile head.
As my eyes moved around the room they settled on the beautiful girl
next to me. She was still asleep, her bare breasts rising and falling
with each breath. The cool air of morning made her nipples perky. The
sunlight made her skin glow. My headache was quickly forgotten as I
stared. I slowly got up to grab a glass of water. When I got back to
the bed I sat down doing my best not to wake the beauty next to me.
I continued to admire her, her perky boobs and silky skin. She stirred
and smiled at me. I smiled back and she grabbed my head and pulled me
in for a kiss. Her lips were delicious and wonderfully soft. My hands
instantly went to her boobs, they started to massage and caress. She
pulled out of the kiss and shook her head at me.
"Not yet, eager beaver." She said with a smile.
Our hangovers began to fade as we rehydrated. I realized we still
didn't know each other's names.
"How is it I don't know your name?" I asked.
"Do you really need to know it?" She replied.
"Well shouldn't I?"
"I'm not so sure, it's more fun this way, no? How about you just call
me S."
"S for what? C'mon I wanna know your name!"
"Sorry but that's all you're going to get darling."
She smiled and jumped out of bed, her boobs bouncing playfully
unfortunately she had put her thong back on while I hadn't been paying
attention so her cute little mound was hidden. My penis twitched, I
wanted her so badly, I wanted to be inside her.
"Why don't we spend the day in bed? Maybe have a little fun?" The words
came out of my mouth before I could stop myself. Did I really just ask
her to spend the day in bed with me? I sounded so cocky. She looked
back at me, "As much as I want to just that, I think I have a better
idea."
She told me about a forested near the campus that she enjoyed walking
in. The weather was warm, the last days of an ending summer. She bent
over to pull her jeans on, I had to restrain myself from slapping her
round peach shaped ass. It was perfect, her tiny black and red thong
framing it perfectly. She put her bra on next and must have seen the
disappointment in my face. She laughed and said we would have fun
later.
I dressed quickly, excited to spend the day with this new exciting
woman, I couldn't believe I didn't even know her name. I pulled on my
favourite pair of jeans and one of my band tees. I wanted to make sure
I looked cool (I certainly thought I did back then).
She led me out the dorm holding my hand as we walked. Luke and Dylan
were in the common room and saw me and S as we passed. Seconds later I
felt my phone vibrate. It was a text from Luke, 'good night eh?' I
would fill him in later. I didn't want to spoil the afternoon texting.
Soon we arrived at the park. She took out her phone to check the time
and said "I have most of the day, so we can take out time." We began to
walk, the path was clearly marked and well walked. The trees loomed
high above, their branches swaying in the gentle breeze. The sun
shining through the leaves gave the glade an other-worldly feel, as if
we were walking through a dream. Her skin glowing whenever the sun
kissed it. I just watched and tried to keep my brain as focused on the
conversation as I could. Her round ass drawing my eyes constantly.
Every time she looked at me it was right into my eyes, she was so
direct. She knew what she wanted and I tried to appease her.
She asked me about school and what I wanted to do. I told her I was in
game development. I asked her the same question, "I dabble here and
there. I've switched programs a few times. I started in the sciences
and moved into the arts. I haven't quite decided what I want to do."
The minutes passed faster than I wanted them to. I couldn't believe how
easy it was to talk to her. How did this gorgeous girl want to spend
her time with me? I couldn't stop asking myself that over and over.
I realized suddenly that we weren't on the path anymore. "Where are we
going?" She looked back at me with a mischievous smile, "You'll see."
She had peaked my curiosity once more. Soon we reached a small
clearing, the grass was green and soft. She sat down and invited me to
join her. She pulled out her phone and checked the time again. Then
grabbed me and kissed me again. "Ready to have some fun?" She asked
playfully.
My dick was almost instantly erect. We kissed and tongue wrestled for a
little but before long our hands were all over each other. One hand was
pulling my head into hers while the other began stroking my cock
outside my jeans. She smiled excitedly as she felt it. "Good to go
already? I like that!" I closed my eyes and kissed her harder. My hands
massaging her soft perky boobs again. Her hand began undoing my belt
and then the button of my jeans and then only my boxers separated her
soft warm hands from my rock hard dick. Then my shirt was being pulled
off, but I still felt her hands on me. Another pair of hands was
pulling at my shirt. She broke off from the kiss and I looked around
shocked. S giggled as I spun gasped. Another girl!
She was brunette with gold flecked brown eyes. Her big D cups begging
to be released from their cloth prison, they bulged beneath her tight
tank top. She was wearing cut-off jeans and was somewhat shorter than S
but her petite frame made her boobs and ass stand out. S introduced her
as K. S patted the ground gesturing to K to sit. They sat next to each
other, giggling once again. My shirt clasped in my hands half covering
myself in embarrassment. It was instinctive, I didn't want to cover
myself, obviously I wanted to get more naked with these girls but I
couldn't help but be tentative.
K smiled at me then turned to S "Well done, he's cute and with a nice
body." I blushed. K suddenly kissed S, their lips meeting gently at
first, quickly the passion rose and their lips embraced furiously. S's
hands grabbing and cupping K's big boobs. Soon they were both feeling
each other up. I was in heaven, and perfectly happy to watch. But soon
their embrace was broken and S grabbed my hand and pulled me towards
her.
Our lips met once again. K took her tank top off. I couldn't help but
utter "Oh my god, how did I get so lucky." The girls looked at one
another again. "We could say the same thing, S told me about your
equipment." K said.
I continued kissing S, I was in love with those lips of hers. But my
hands were all over K, her big boobs begging to be released from her
bra. I couldn't believe what was happening. S took her shirt off and
then the bras came off. Then the pants. We all stood up still kissing
and touching. Each taking a turn to remove the other's pants. As soon
as our clothes were all laying in a pile I stepped back and stared for
a moment. Trying to take it all in and mentally record everything. The
two beautiful girls standing there in the lovely little clearing. Their
bodies, both bombshells kissing and touching eagerly. S looked at me
and said "get that cock over here."
I practically teleported. I kissed each one and tried to fondle both
sets of breasts equally, they were different but wonderful, S's cute
perky breasts with small nipples, K had bigger rounder D's which sagged
only slightly due to their size, with slightly larger nipples.
A hand from each of them was on me, both moving to my boxers and the
big throbbing member that was struggling against the fabric. I noticed
they also had a hand on each other that was moving in a similar
direction. Soon their hands were under the fabric. I felt each one move
slowly, gently examining my dick. I felt my balls tense. Not yet I told
myself, hang in there. They slowly began stroking. I looked down and
saw that their other hands were doing the same thing under the panties.
We were all moaning softly as we stroked one another. I moved my hands
from their breasts down and pulled their thongs off at the same time.
They did the same to me and bent down as they did so. Kneeling in front
of me. I started to follow them and kneel but they pushed me to stay
standing. I obliged and watched. First they kissed each other, then
turned their heads to my throbbing cock. First S kissed the tip and
swirled the tip with her tongue. K started kissing and licking the
shaft. I was dumbstruck. It was taking my entire mental strength to
resist exploding.
S took me into her mouth, just as she had done before. This time though
she got up to speed faster taking me deeper and deeper. Meanwhile K
watched, then lay beneath us, putting her head between S's legs. She
began licking and sucking, while her hand went to her own mound. I
could feel S's moans on my cock. She was getting close too. We all
sensed the other's getting close to climax and our speed and ferocity
increased. S deep throating me, the sensation making me quiver as my
balls began to tingle and twitch. Her moaning rose in pitch and volume.
K's hand had stopped stroking and changed to a fingering motion. Our
bodies seemed in unison as we all tensed up before the release, I could
feel my muscles flex and tighten before letting go. I spewed rope after
rope of hot cum deep down S's throat. Her body electrified by her own
orgasm tensed and then finally relaxed. K was last to finish, she
practically screamed as her climax rocked her body. Her hand moving at
lightning speed until finally she lay still, her breathing rapid and
shallow.
We all lay down in the soft warm grass. It was itchy on my back but I
barely noticed. S and K lay on either side of me. Each one had a hand
on my resting cock. I told them it was tired but they just smiled and S
whispered "I don't think so." She stroked it and then kissed it. To my
surprise it began to stand back up. Slowly at first but as they each
stroked it in turn it returned to standing at attention.
I was excited, I couldn't believe I would lose my virginity this way,
in a threesome of all ways! Not only that but with two absolutely
gorgeous women.
S straddled me. K still laying next to me watched, stroking herself
gently again. She whispered in my ear between quiet moans, "I can't
wait for you to get inside me." With this my cock went rock hard. S
kissed me again, I could feel her firm nipples brush against my chest
as she leaned over me. Our kiss didn't last long as she sat up.
She reached behind and grasped my member. I felt her wet clit at first,
then her silky pussy lips. She was teasing me, moving my cock and using
it to stroke herself. I was going mad with anticipation, I wanted to
badly to be inside her, to feel her pussy swallow my cock.
K, still watching, whispered in my ear, "you want her don't you? You
want to be inside her?" I practically shouted back, "Yes! God yes I
want to be inside her!" S smiled and looked me in the eye as her hips
adjusted, she slowly moved downward, I could feel the slight resistance
and then the most glorious feeling. Her silky smooth warmth as my cock
was engulfed by her wet hot pussy. I almost came again. A loud moan
escaped both our lips as we relished the feeling. S put her hands on my
chest and started moving her hips, rocking back and forth slowly. I
felt her tunnel grip and tighten around my cock as I pushed in and out
of her. The feeling was nothing I had ever felt before and I was in
awe.
K sat up, and kissed me, then she kissed S. Her hands began to massage
S's boobs again and she moved behind her. She started kissing her neck
and fondled her breasts, S arched her back and threw her head back
moaning. She started moving up and down instead of just using her hips.
First she sat all the way down, my dick disappearing completely inside
her. The muscles of her warm tunnel contracting around my cock. Then
she started moving up and down.
I couldn't take my eyes off of what was happening in front of me. K's
hands pinching and squeezing S's nipples and kissing her neck. While S
continued riding my cock, up and down. She was so wet and warm. I
started to move my hips with hers. Instinctively we synced up and soon
the pace began to increase as our passion rose. Up and down, faster and
faster. She moaned out "Oh God! Oh don't you fucking stop!" She moved
faster and faster, I did my best to keep up with her pace. Suddenly I
felt her pussy clench tightly around my cock as she climaxed, "Fuck
yes! Oh fucking yes!" she cried as her body shook with orgasm. She
slowly climbed off herself and kissed me.
K said, "finally it's my turn!" She pulled me to my knees and turned
herself so her tight round ass faced me. I looked down at her bum, it
was nice and round with a little extra to it, making it perfectly
circular. She looked back at me, "Well? C'mon I've waited long enough
haven't I?" I snapped out of my ass induced daze and pushed my cock
into her ass. "Woah, woah there, that's not the right hole."
"Oh, sorry." I said, embarrassed. S who up until now was watching
guided my cock into the correct position, again she grasped it and
began using the tip to stroke the pussy lips. K was even wetter than S,
practically dripping. No wonder she was so impatient.
I felt her hole and gently pushed forwards with my hips. I slipped
inside her easily, her soaking wet tunnel felt amazing. My hands
instinctively grabbed her hips as I began to thrust. "Mmmm oh yes,
don't stoop." Moaned K. In and out, I pulled myself until the head of
my cock was almost outside those amazing lips and then slowly pushed
back inside until I couldn't get any deeper. I couldn't help but begin
to speed up. Faster and faster, in and out, in and out. My cock began
to feel a bit numb, as the stimulation became too much. K was moaning
loudly, her breathing was becoming shallow, her hips were moving
against mine so I was getting even deeper with every thrust. She cried
out, "Yes, yes yes harder, harder!" With all my remaining energy I sped
up, thrusting harder and harder, the smack of my hips into her ass was
loud in my ears, her moaning reaching a crescendo. I felt my balls
begin to tingle. "Fuck oh fucking yes, don't stop!" She cried. I
summoned everything I had and moved even faster, even harder. In and
out, in and out. Then "Oh, oh fuck, mmmm fuuuck!" She screamed, as she
climaxed. Her tunnel constricting and throbbed around my dick. It sent
me over the edge, and I squirted ropes of cum deep inside her. It was
the best feeling I had ever felt.
I pulled my now soft cock out of her and slumped over, completely
spent. S embraced me, "That was the most amazing experience of my
life." She said. I agreed, "Ya same for me, but I also just lost my
V-card so it's obviously going to be the greatest moment for me." I
laughed. Both girls looked right at me,
"Wait, you're a virgin?" K said.
"Well not anymore." I replied.
"Holy shit, no way, that was like the best sex I ever had!" said S.
"Really, well it was definitely that for me too!" I said with a big
smile on my face.
"I guess we are going to keep you around." K said.
"Ya, although I don't know if I want to share him." Said S.
"I don't want to get in between you two!" I said quickly. "Let's just
enjoy the moment"
They both decided that would be best for now. We lay in silence,
watching the afternoon begin to fade into sunset. I kept going over it
in my mind, how had all this happened. I still couldn't believe it. I
barely been at school a month and I had just lost my virginity to two
amazing bombshell girls in a threesome.
What else could the semester have in store?
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Introduction:
This idea has been in my head for a long time. If you're not into
young, crossdressing, or older man/younger boy, then turn back now. I
do not condone anything in this story, it is simply a fantasy. I hope
you enjoy it!
Brian sat impatiently on the park bench, fidgeting in anticipation and
excitement. He quickly checked his phone for the time yet again, seeing
it was just after 1AM. It was the perfect time for meeting a customer.
He reached over to run his fingers along the signature red bracelet
over his left wrist, which let men in the area know he was 'working'.
His ears perked up when he heard some noises off in the distance, a
gentle rustling in the bushes. Brian smiled slightly, knowing someone
else must be doing just what he was about to do now.
He thought about that video game he wanted, the one all the other kids
at school were talking about. But at 14, he was too young to have a
job, and too old to convince his parents to buy things for him anymore.
More chores and the prospect of getting an actual job wasn't exactly
palatable to him, so he went browsing on the internet for a better way
to make money. After finding some questionable web sites with some
not-so-mainstream suggestions, he decided that this was the best way
for him to make a quick buck. The fact that it excited him so much
definitely helped.
Looking down and running his eyes over his smooth petite body, he
double checked himself to make sure his outfit was in order. He lifted
his butt and adjusted the short black pleated skirt hitched tightly to
his waist, which barely concealed the small red thong that clung
tightly to his smooth boy parts and wedged right between his firm butt
cheeks. The fabric felt amazing against his skin, as did the light
breeze across his soft, freshly-shaven legs. The black heels strapped
to his feet were slightly uncomfortable and difficult to walk in, but
they looked great on him.
As his eyes adjusted to the dark and moved back up above his waist, he
couldn't help but run his hands up his flat, exposed tummy. The tight
pink spaghetti-strap top he had 'borrowed' from his sister was just
small enough that it showed his midriff when he sat up or moved at all.
It hugged the black padded bra underneath, carefully stuffed with
tissues to give him a slight bust. Cupping his fake chest in his hands,
Brian let out a soft moan. He knew the pervy men that frequented this
area would like it as much as he did.
Flicking his tongue across his lips, he tasted the bright, fruity pink
lip gloss smeared over his pouty lips. He went easy on the make-up,
trying not to look too trashy, instead shooting for a more naturally
feminine look. Brian's own soft features, which were often the target
of school bullies, tonight would work to his advantage. Just some light
mascara to accent his eyes and the lip gloss was all it took to bring
out those alluring features.
Just as he finished taking himself in for the third time tonight, he
heard some light footsteps coming down the path toward his bench. He
quickly adjusted himself, crossing his legs and trying to appear casual
for fear of someone normal coming this way. His heart fluttered as an
older man came into view, clearly edgy and nervous. Brian's heart began
pounding in his chest, both from nervous anticipation and strange
excitement. He turned and smiled softly at the man, whose darkened
silhouette was coming into view.
The man bit his lower lip and swallowed hard, his eyes clearly roaming
over the young tart before him. With a final breath, he sat down next
to Brian, averting his eyes. Brian followed his every move, turning
slightly to his potential customer of the night to show off a little
more. He waited patiently for a minute, trying to let the man calm his
nerves. Finally, he glanced over and smiled at Brian, his face slightly
flushed.
"Um.. hi," he practically stammered. Brian smiled wider and scooted
closer, keeping his voice low so as not to sound too boyish.
"Hiya, mister." A soft moan escaped the older man's lips, clearly
turned on by the overall package. His eyes moved to the red bracelet
around Brian's thin wrist, reaching out tentatively to rub his thumb
over it. He glanced around cautiously before leaning in and practically
whispering "Are... are you.. working?"
Brian let out a soft girlish giggle, placing his smaller hand on the
man's thigh. He practically jumped from the touch, a bulge growing
across the front of his pants. "I sure am," was Brian's simple reply.
The man visibly swallowed hard and spread his knees a little, no longer
making any effort to hide his excitement. His large hand rested over
Brian's smaller girly one, and he leaned in close, his breath smelling
of alcohol. "Um.. I've never done this before."
Brian's hand squeezed his customer's thigh softly, slowly tracing small
circles along it with his fingertips, trying to boost the man's
confidence in his decision. "That's ok. I'm very discreet," Brian
cooed.
His eyes seeming to light up, the stranger smiled and took a deep
breath. He seemed to compose himself, taking one last quick look around
the park before leaning in closer and muttering, "So um.. how much?"
Taking this as his cue to pour on the marketing, Brian shifted his
position so he had one leg tucked under his butt and was completely
facing the man. He leaned in very close, pressing his padded chest
against the stranger's arm and pushing his hand between the man's
thighs, cupping his bulge. His voice was low, but he made no effort to
hide his own excitement. "I'll suck your cock for a hundred bucks,
daddy."
The man shook at the comment, his bulge swelling and straining against
Brian's hand. He quickly reached for his wallet, but Brian laid his
hand over the man's to stop him. Glancing around, he smiled and leaned
close to his ear, whispering softly "Not here, daddy. Follow me."
Brian did his best to stand up without creating a tent under his skirt,
his own excitement straining the fabric of the panties underneath it.
He held his new friend's hand as he stood, and soon felt a gentle tug
as it was used to support the larger man that stood next to him. He,
however, made no such attempt to hide his bulge, the thick member
outlined clearly through his pants. Gripping his hand, Brian led him
along like a lost dog. He pushed directly into the bushes behind the
bench, leading the man a short distance to a very small, secluded spot
among the foliage.
There was very little light, and the only sound was a soft breeze
rustling through the branches above. Brian turned swiftly and smiled up
at his new client, reaching out to cup his hand over the bulge in his
pants. He watched anxiously as the stranger reached again into his
wallet and extracted a single $100 bill. He held it up in his hand,
appearing to contemplate for a second. His eyes ran over the short
skirt around Brian's hips, and he blushed before blurting out softly
"Now.. you are a boy... aren't you?"
A small smile crept across Brian's lips at the question. He lifted his
skirt, flashing his own package neatly tucked into the thong. The head
was already peeking out, so Brian made no move to hide it. Instead, he
reached down and pushed the small triangle of fabric down to let his
boyhood spring out, exposing himself to the man. It was only 6" long
with a small set of freshly-shaved balls, but its fat head and smooth
texture complimented the feminine look nicely. The stranger groaned in
approval, quickly handing the crossdressed boy his money.
Quickly taking the bill and stuffing it into his bra, Brian calmly
slipped to his knees and reached up to press his hands against the
man's pants. He wasted no time and began undoing them, not wanting to
stay out any longer than he had to; his parents could notice at any
moment that he was missing. As he unzipped the pants before him, a pair
of blue boxers with a noticeable wet spot across the front came into
view. Pulling the stranger's pants down just enough for access, he next
tugged down the blue boxers and smiled as an average-looking cock
spring out. Brian estimated it to be just a bit longer than his own,
but pleasantly thick and with a long vein running along its length. The
circumcised head was smeared with shiny, sticky precum, with a dribble
of it already flowing from the very tip.
The boy smiled up at the man and licked his lips, sliding a hand up and
wrapping his fingers around the shaft. "Nice cock, daddy" Brian cooed,
gently squeezing the thick manhood in his hand. The man simply grunted
in response, his eyes locked on the kneeling crossdresser. Brian
started to stroke it slowly, thankful that it was a manageable size;
yet he secretly lusted for a larger one, thrilled at the dirty thoughts
running through his own head. But this one would have to do, money was
money after all.
Without hesitation, Brian leaned in and eagerly took the dick into his
mouth. Clamping his lips just under the ring under the head, he then
swirled his tongue over the head. The man let out a moan of pleasure,
and his cock responded by swelling and releasing a steady flow of
precum over the warm tongue that enveloped it. The precum was so sweet
that Brian took a second to lick the tip clean before pushing down an
inch, starting to bob up and down on the man's cock. His lips wrapped
tightly around the shaft, and he sucked gently each time he pulled back
toward the head. In no time the man was moaning and whimpering
ecstatically above him, resting a guiding hand on the boy's head.
Taking more and more of the delicious cock into his mouth, Brian soon
felt the head thumping against the back of his throat. Fingers curled
in his hair and tugged gently, urging him to go deeper. He acquiesced
and pushed down further, wincing and swallowing to allow the head to
pop into his throat. The rest of the meaty dick slipped right into his
mouth, balls now resting on his chin. He swallowed hard and resisted
the urge to gag, glancing up at the owner of the cock buried in his
mouth.
The man was glaring down at him, his eyes starting to glaze over in
lust. His voice was soft but strained. "Holy shit... suck that cock,
you little slut," he encouraged, rocking his hips forward to thrust
slightly into Brian's mouth in rhythm with the boy's bobbing. Brian's
eyes started to water as he looked up at the man, working along his
length with his mouth and throat. He slipped a hand under the balls
that bounced off his chin and cupped them gently, gagging slightly as
his throat was used strictly for his partner's pleasure.
Spit began to dribble down Brian's chin and coat the balls that smacked
against them. He could hear the man standing above him panting and
grunting harder, but his pace only seemed to quicken. "You like Daddy's
big cock, little boy?" The dirty talk coming from this seemingly shy
man was driving the young cocksucker wild. His own erection leaked
precum all the way down his shaft, making it shimmer in the dim
lighting. Brian resisted the urge to touch himself and focused on
pleasuring his client instead.
As the teen teased his new Daddy with his hand and mouth, he was
greeted by a hard thrust into his mouth. He gagged hard, breathing hard
through his nose as the head was just as quickly tugged from his
throat. His fingers curled behind the man's balls, pressing on the spot
just behind his sack. He hummed softly over the head as it dragged
across his tongue, more sweet precum coating it and mixing with his own
spit. His tongue flicked across the very tip, causing a sharp grunt to
release from the man's lips. The cock was pulled from his mouth,
leaving his painted lips with an audible 'pop'.
"Tell daddy how old you are, little slut." The dirty man stood over
him, panting and grunting as he furiously pumped his slick shaft in his
hand. Brian smiled up at him and spread his knees wider, giving the man
a good look at the cock between his smooth legs, as if to confirm once
again that he really was a boy.
I'm only 14, daddy," Brian eked out in the most feminine voice he could
muster. No sooner had he spoken those works and opened his mouth that
Daddy began to buck and grunt. His thick cock throbbed and erupted long
spurts of white gooey cum all over the boy's face. He quickly shut his
eyes, feeling the thick fluid land all over his face and stick to his
skin. Some of it landed in his mouth and over his tongue, more
dribbling down his chin.
Brian opened one eye and glanced up just as the man was working the
last drops of cum over his perky fake chest, getting spots of cum onto
his top and chest. The spent stranger panted and almost fell backwards
as his knees buckled. He reached for a nearby tree to steady himself,
struggling not to fall over in post-coital bliss and exhaustion. He
managed a weakened smile down at the cum-covered teenager, looking over
his work.
As the cum-coated sissy wiped some of the seed from his face and
smeared it across his top, he watched in mild amusement as the man
fumbled with his boxers and pangs. He looked slightly ashamed but
managed to gather his nerves as his cock was tucked back safely into
the confines of his boxers. "Wow, that was... that was amazing. Are you
really 14?" he asked, looking curiously over the boy.
Brian simply nodded and tried to giggle girlishly, flicking his tongue
across his lips to lick them clean. The man let out another soft moan,
seeming to blush as he realized what a dirty thing he had just done. He
reached for his wallet and produced a $20 bill, then quickly pushed it
into Brian's bra right next to the first, being careful not to touch
the cum peppered over his skin and clothing. "You earned that,
sweetie."
Brian smiled wide to thank the generous man, watching as he turned and
made his way out of the dense bushes and into the night. Just as the
man was out of sight, Brian reached between his smooth thighs and
furiously stroked his own throbbing cock. He cupped one of his padded
breasts in his other hand, feeling drops of cum against his fingers. He
whimpered softly, feeling his balls tighten as his whole body ached for
release.
His knees spread wide, back arching and head tilting back as his smooth
young cock released, sending thick long ropes of cum flying out. It
landed in thin streams across the grass, the last of it leaking out
over his fingers, panties, and skirt. The small spot was quite a mess
with a mixture of his and the customer's cum.
As the adrenaline rush of the encounter washed away, Brian began
tucking himself back into the confining panties and attempting to
smooth out his sticky outfit. He licked his fingers clean of his own
remnants of cum before reaching into the bra and producing his
hard-earned money. He giggled when he saw a streak of cum across one of
the bills, wondering if anyone would suspect how he got it when he
finally went to spend it.
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Introduction:
Spending the night with the woman you love, that is married to someone
else
After a dinner at the beach I can see anticipation in your eyes. There
is so little time we watch the clock as hours turn to seconds. Our
evening is still ours so we go back to our place.
Entering the room I am overcome by a yearning one that is unique to
being with you. You turn to face me stepping a short step back to me. I
feel you next to me a sensation that is almost overpowering. You put
your arms around my neck and look into my eyes and it is you that
kisses me as I remember from our first kiss some time ago. We are in
each other's arms inseparable as one. We kiss and exchange little
comments reinforcing our wish to share our lives. We just stand, kiss,
and hug in embrace. Not in silence but short half sentences that we can
complete in our mines. You taste so sweet each kiss like the finest
wine; one that god could only create. It is a flavor that does not have
a match, unique to you and fills my craving if for only now.
You have moved your arms around my waist as our foreheads touch.
Somehow your smooth hands have found their way under my shirt to my
bareback. There is no need to know how they got there because it feels
unbelievably good. You tongue touches mine as you slip it between my
lips. Together, our tongues lightly caressing each other, we are
savoring our love. When we separate for a second I look into your eyes
and with a smile say, "I've waited so long for this" A smile passes
your lips and you kiss me again, harder and deeper; your arms wrapped
tightly around me, pull me close. You feel one hand leave your back, as
I caress your cheek pushing your hair aside so I can see your pretty
face.
You take a little step back grabbing my un-tucked shirt pulling it over
my head. You look so beautiful in your outfit but I need you too join
me flesh on our flesh. I slowly remove your top we both notice my hands
shaking in anticipation. I reach behind to unclasp and your breasts
fall free released from their enclosure for me to see. Not fully naked
our breathing is hot and hungry. We have been together intimately
already today, however there is still a feeling of youthful innocence
sexually eager as we prepare to undress.
As we continue kissing the temperature seems to rise. I feel your
breast to my chest as we kiss again and again. My hands move to your
breast. I kiss down along your neck, while my hands move from your
waist to lightly caress the side of your breast. One hand touches a
nipple it is sensitive by your reaction. That encourages me to touch
each lightly stimulating them hard. Lowering my head I bring my lips to
the end giving it a kiss. I feel your arms wrap around my head seeming
hold me there for your pleasure. I enjoy licking and sucking feeling
you chest rise and fall with each of your breaths.
Relaxed dropping on a knee I slide my tongue between your breasts then
across your tight tummy. I unbutton your shorts un-zipping them, then
lowered to the floor. Your bikini bottom are all that are left as I
stand back up running my lips back across you; stomach, breast, then
neck. Standing, I remove my shorts so I am nude to bring you back into
my arms.
We spend more time kissing something we seem not to tire; which I am
glad. Even as we stand in loving clutch we talk and talk. Somehow
yearning ultimately gets in the way and we retire to our bed.
You lay back looking at me in the eyes holding both hands out in front
to welcome me to join you. Lying across the bed you look just gorgeous
and I wonder for moment how I could be so lucky you and me. As I join
you one knee sets between your smooth toned legs, with the other just
outside your leg. My firm penis and tight scrotum lay on your leg
leaving a wet line of excitement as we engage. My hands rise under your
two arms that you have around my neck. My thigh presses your vulva
pleasuring you I know as I can feel the wetness grow leaving your own
mark. My smooth shaved legs have the same benefit to you and yours
bring me hard touching your thigh I shaved in the morning. Our
smoothness allows us to touch without even a hair getting in the way.
Again we lock in kiss I am happy we are together two souls mated in
body and mind. You then roll on top of me straddling my waist placing
your two hands on my chest. You have a gleeful smile. As you move down
my torso one hand touches my firm penis. I watch as you kiss and give
me pleasure without the slightest in hesitation. You take me deep,
again and again engulfing it all. Looking up I see that smile something
meant for me. The warmth from being deep in you only matches the warmth
I feel being with you. You carefully continue giving me oral pleasure
just to the brink of ejaculation. Oh it feels so good. Saving it for
later on.
Out of a haze, "let me taste your nectar, my love I want to indulge you
too". As you lay on your back I come between your legs. Your panty is
still on, so I gently pull them down your legs. As they pass your
sculptured feet I kiss the top of each. You open yourself looking into
my face moving to consume the nectar I yearn.
The tip of my tongue searches for the clitoris. In route I cherish and
taste each rose pedal engulfed in its evening dew. The tip touches the
spot and I feel your electric current. Its charge keeps me hard. I
bring my lips over sucking just a little. You let me know exactly what
you want. I like the guidance so I can bring you to the fullest. I am
not submissive I truly want to give you the most and telling me I am
right on, building my pleasure too. You last to an explosion giving me
a flow of your sweet nectar. A benefit I really adore.
You still have the taste of me in your mouth, as I do you. Somehow that
mixture charges our next kiss our tongues getting entangled. As I pull
up you open your legs and labia "lips" for my hardness to enter joining
us in sex. Wet from my stimulation we quickly lock engaged. You feel so
good. My shaved pelvic is wet with you placing repeated pressure on
your clit adding to your pleasure. As my penis fills your womb with
sperm I can feel it contract. My manhood is not large and we are again
a perfect fit. We rock together into a world together climaxing again
and again. I cannot describe all the emotion it is almost overwhelming,
but it is love.
As we separate some of our juice flows free. You are so filled you lay
satisfied, as I drink the froth with lust in my head. As we finish in
each arms our minds mesh in thought. I can tell you I love you true as
you have told me too.
Exhausted we fall asleep still in each other's arms dreaming of the one
love next to us. As we wake the next morning we plan the day, but first
we make love again.
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Introduction:
Kelly is a 38 year-old blonde with 3 kids and a latino husband who had
started taking her for granted.
Kelly Loves Black Cock! By daydriver2010
I was not one to get crazy over working out everyday but I did always
look forward to my twice-monthly visit to my favorite spa inside our
Manhattan health club. The most unbelievable visit of my life happened
last week. After enjoying a very relaxing, full-body massage from some
new employee named Michael, an unbelievably strong, hard bodied, black
masseuse, I wrapped a clean sheet around myself and headed off to the
ladies shower. To my extreme dismay, there was a sign on the door
stating that it was closed due to some plumbing problems. I went back
to see if Michael knew how I might avoid having to go back home to take
a shower before going after my oldest kid at her soccer practice.
He looked down at me, grinned and suggested that I go ahead and use the
men's spa shower stall. He said that there were no more appointments
scheduled for the rest of the day and if I'd hurry, he'd lock the door
and wait outside.
I decided that it was worth it to save time before picking her up and
going to meet my husband. I entered the men's shower with my towel and
removed the sheet covering my small little body. I got under the
soothing, hot spray and became more than a little turned-on thinking
about all the nubile, attractive studs that washed their buffed,
muscle-bound forms in that same shower. I started soaping myself up and
got my hair wet, pushing it all back over my shoulders.
Suddenly, I turned around and found myself facing Michael again, only
this time he was as naked as I was and was sporting a massive,
rock-solid black cock that I had figured he would possess! Now, after
seeing it first hand, I was certain that it was absolutely the longest,
thickest cock that I'd ever seen in my life! Including the one's in
some porno DVD'S that my husband is always asking me to watch with him!
I knew what he had in mind so I boldly approached him, licked my lips
and kneeled down in front of him for a closer look of his tool. I had
never fucked a black man before but there was always a first time!
After fondling his gigantic, heavy ball sack and stroking my slender
manicured fingers over the throbbing brown monster for a moment I knew
right then that, it was soon going to be planted deep inside my pussy
even if we got caught! As I carefully wrapped my lips around the huge
circumcised head, he moaned and muttered something about not wanting to
be fired. I ignored him and started to suck eagerly as I felt my pussy
getting wetter than it had in quite a while. I felt like the nastiest
whore, not concerned in the least with getting caught. The only thing
on my mind was getting that big log of black meat inside my needy,
under-served cunt!
I could barely get the bulbous head into my mouth and there was no
chance he was going to get deep throat from me! Hell, I couldn't even
get my fingers completely around his shaft at the base! How was I, a
five foot, 112-pound woman going to get a massive black cock like that
into my pussy? No matter, however, I was going to fuck this beautiful
cock or die trying!
He growled and lifted me up by the armpits, carrying me effortlessly
out of the shower and deposited me on my back on the paper covered
massage table. Hoping he had already locked up the front doors I spread
my thin, white legs wide as he moved in between them. There were no
preliminaries and I gasped as he pressed the enormous, shiny-black head
against my tiny, 38-year-old opening. I was so wet that when he pushed
against my outer lips opened wider than I ever thought possible!
I inhaled sharply as the huge, spongy-brown head popped inside me and
relentlessly began splitting me apart! There was just a little bit of
pain but an intensely warm feeling flowed up towards my tits as I
lifted my knees higher and wrapped my heels around his hard, muscular
ass. I cried out just once when the entire thing suddenly just seated
itself up inside me as far as it would go; crashing against my cervix
and making me feel like the nasty white slut I had just become! To my
extreme surprise, I was soaking wet inside and the huge pole felt
amazing as he gritted his teeth and started to fuck me slowly. He
clasped one huge hand flat on my lower belly and began fucking me
faster as I began crying out for him to take it easy with me. Michael
hissed for me to stay quiet as he pumped me a little faster and
suddenly I felt my pussy relaxing even more as my lubrication continued
increasing. He was getting even harder at the feel of my pussy getting
wet!
All the sudden he jerked the entire thing out of me with a loud sucking
sound and laid it on my quivering belly. He looked me in the eyes and
asked me if I liked this big black battering ram! I responded with
another groan, "It's fabulous Michael, please put it back in me!
FUCK...ME! GET BUSY!"
Well, he heard me perfectly. A second or two later I felt him spreading
my oozing red cunt lips apart with his calloused fingers and quickly
pushing the entire ten or eleven inches back inside me so quickly that
it knocked the wind out of me! Ignoring my whimpering he started
pounding me like I was some kind of a rag doll… The feeling was
indescribable, I started to come like I'd never come before in my
entire fuckin' life!
He banged my wet, splayed-open cunt deeply like a wild man for a few
minutes and by the time I felt him coming deep inside me I had already
come so many times I'd lost count! He stopped moving his enormous
rubber hose and I grasped his massive balls and felt them contracting
as he squirted wave after wave deep into me as I nearly passed out.
When he finally quit and pulled the slowly deflating monster out of me
with another wet sucking noise, I was so weak that I couldn't even pull
my skinny legs back together! My teenage daughter would just have to
find herself another ride home!
The next morning I called the spa to thank him again and blatantly
asked him to invite me to his home sometime and give me another ride
whenever he could "fit me in!"
Kelly R. New York City. 2014.
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Introduction:
Family photos have never been so fun
John was a young architect working with a new firm in Denver Colorado.
One Sunday night he was headed out of town for business Monday morning.
He arrived at the airport early as usual to make sure everything went
smoothly. After sitting down at the gate he noticed a very attractive
young lady standing in a line at the gate desk. She was about 5'9" and
had a thin flowing figure. Her hair was a long and naturally curly
dirty blonde. She was wearing a slightly fitted short shirt that
displayed a hint of midriff and some cargo pants that were surprisingly
snug revealing a tight butt. She seemed to be alone waiting for her
turn in line and John found himself mesmerized by her, longing to see
her face clearly. About then she turned around looking across the gate
area in boredom. Her face displayed model-like cheekbones and crystal
clear blue eyes that were obvious even from 25 feet away. John
continued to gaze at her examining her plump rich breasts underneath
her shirt and her trim waste line that almost revealed what appeared to
be the tight stomach of a woman in good shape. About that time she saw
John looking at her and looked him right in the eyes. John, surprised
that she saw him in an ocean of people calmly lowered his eyes as if he
wasn't looking. She turned around and continued on her business and
John found himself inadvertently staring at her again. When she turned
around this time she didn't scan the room, but looked only at him. When
he saw those blue eyes again he realized he was staring, but couldn't
take his eyes off of her beauty. She looked at him for a couple of
minutes and then turned around. John continued to stare hypnotized by
her well toned arms that revealed a little muscle tone, but not too
much muscle. About that time a young man came and joined her. There
relationship was unclear, but they were definitely similar in age,
about 25. While speaking with her companion she looked back at John
only to find him watching her every move. John was concerned that he
would make her uncomfortable, but she didn't seem disturbed as she
continued her conversation while watching John. Finally she turned away
again and John realized that his flight was about to board.
While boarding a full flight with a laptop and large carryon He lost
touch of the beautiful mistress. After moving most of the way to the
back of the plane and getting settled into an aisle seat they escalated
into the air toward their destination. About an hour into the late
evening flight, John was doing some work on his laptop when a piece of
paper fell onto his keyboard. In large letters it read, "Meet me in the
bathroom". John was confused having moved on from his previous frame of
thought into work-mode. He glanced back and saw that gorgeous butt
moving away from him toward the back of the plane. While watching her
she looked back over her shoulder, smiled and continued toward the
back. John looked around the somewhat darkened airplane noticing
several people asleep including the people next to him. It took him a
minute to process what was going on, but realizing the situation he
stood and moved to the back of the plane. He had seen one of the two
restroom doors close on his journey and new his intoxicating woman was
behind it, so he knocked lightly not to gain any attention. The door
opened and there she stood with her long flowing curly hair and
capturing eyes.
She gestured and then pulled John in by the shirt and reached her arms
around him to latch the door. Their bodies were pressed close just to
fit into the tight quarters and John began to get hard due to the
circumstances. The young bombshell was pressed so tightly to him that
she could feel his uncontrolled response and smiled and in a pleasing
tone vocalized, "mmmm."
John stood stunned by the turn of events as the beautiful woman only
inches from him slid down and sat on the toilet and began to unbuckle
his belt. She looked up and smiled at him as his response became more
obvious pressing out on his pants. She then slowly unbuttoned and
unzipped his pants making sure to run her hand across his semi-hard
cock through the pants and then slid them and his boxers down with one
motion. John stood surprised by her sudden movement but continued to be
stunned by her beauty. She began to lightly caress his balls and barely
touch his growing cock with her fingertip until John was hard as a
rock. Next she gently licked the tip of his cock where precum was
gathering. John thought his knees were going to go out as he leaned
back on the door that was inches from his back. John was surprised when
he heard a ding and someone say something over a speaker and then
remembered he was on a plane. The surprising young lady then proceeded
to take him as deep into her mouth as she could while still playing
with his balls. John let out a soft moan as he felt an explosion coming
on already. Suddenly she stopped and stood up shaking her head no and
somehow managed to slide her pants and panties off in one motion. She
then slipped up onto the very small counter and sink area with her legs
spread revealing a well trimmed luscious pussy and grabbed John by his
throbbing cock and pulled him inside of her. Just then the plane hit
some light turbulence. The vibrations and motion of the plane provided
an even more heavily stimulating environment and John feared he
wouldn't last long. Their bodies pressed together thrusting deeper and
deeper as the plane listed about. In an instant the plane took a
drastic dip causing John to have butterflies in his stomach. The
goddess of sex that he was buried inside gasped as the motion clearly
brought her pleasure. That was almost all he could bear and knew he
couldn't last much longer. Her beautifully sculpted legs wrapped around
him pulling him in harder and harder to her. Her dirty blonde hair
waved as her body moved forward and backward. Suddenly the plane took
another long dip and she opened her eyes wide in amazement of the
pleasure. One look into those amazing eyes and John blew his load
filling her soft warm pussy, but she was clearly also having that
experience as he looked into her eyes and felt her pussy contract
around him. The waves of extreme orgasm outlasted the turbulence the
plane had hit and John slipped out of her and leaned back against the
wall. As he looked at her he saw his cum dripping from her satisfied
pussy and running down the cabinet underneath her. She sat back against
the mirror clearly content with her experience with her legs still
spread on the counter. She then reached over and pulled out a paper
towel and dried her dripping pussy, slipped off the counter pressing up
against John again and sliding down and pulling up her panties and
cargo pants, but not without taking an extended stop to lick, kiss and
suck on John's already very sensitive cock. She smiled at him and then
unlatched the door and was barely able to slide out of it, closing it
behind her. John stood in unbelief of what had just happened, cleaned
himself up and redressed. As he moved back to his seat he scanned the
plane for her and saw her sitting several rows in front of him next to
the same young man John had seen before the flight. John sat down at
his seat and relaxed the rest of the flight. Upon arrival he watched
her as she exited the plane and saw she was holding hands with the man
she sat with. Very casually she looked back finding John, smiled and
winked at him as she carried her exquisite body through the airport.
His astounding experience with the mysterious woman was over, but would
never be forgotten.
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Introduction:
Sam challenges Tegan to complete a simple errand
Tegan walked as if being puppeted. She was exhausted physically and
mentally, and had difficulty believing her legs were carrying her
forward, feeling as though her mind was simply a passenger in a body
that was acting of its own accord. When Sam had ordered her to walk to
the store just before dawn clad in nothing but her shoes and stockings
and a collar she intended to refuse. Despite still being gagged with
gaffer tape and her own underwear, she had every opportunity to say no.
But here she was, carefully picking her way across the street towards
the park, struggling to balance in her heels with her wrists bound in
front of her and the lingering effects of a decent amount of wine.
Obviously, she felt exposed and vulnerable. While it was still dark it
wouldn't be for long. Even if she moved quickly the store she was being
sent to wouldn't open until six, and then she had to walk back just as
people – her neighbours – were starting to go about their day. Not to
mention any pre-dawn lurkers in the park. This wasn't a bad area to
live in, not a particularly rough neighbourhood, but even if she wasn't
stumbling around naked with slowly drying semen smeared across her
chest and an extremely uncomfortable rubber plug up her ass she'd have
been nervous about walking around in near darkness. As things were at
present, she was terrified. As she cut through the park sticking to one
of the paths that crisscrossed through it that would take her to her
destination, she furtively glanced around, not seeing or hearing
anything. So far there were no signs of life. She could hear cars in
the distance but so far no one had come down either of the streets that
framed the park, though it was inevitable her luck would run out at
some point, the longer she was out here.
Suddenly a rustling sound behind her made her turn around, letting out
a startled but muffled scream and she tried to raise her hands
protectively, but with her wrists tapped together her mobility was
thoroughly impeded. In her panicked movement she nearly fell and a pair
of storng hands gripped her upper arms and steadied her, and it took a
few seconds for her to realise it was Trevor. She looked up at him,
tears welling in her eyes as a mixture of complex emotions bubbled
inside her. Fear, relief, shame. For his part, Trevor just held her
steady for a moment while she collected herself, then when she seemed
calm he reached up and began to peel off her tape gag. Tegan held
steady as he took one corner and gently eased it off, keeping her lips
pinched until the tape was off and he stuck it to the back of his hand
for safekeeping. She spat out her ruined saliva-sodden panties and
caught them in her hands, taking a deep breath. They stood silently for
a minute as Tegan caught her breath.
"Thanks." She whispered, her voice cracking.
"No problem." Trevor said. Then after a pause he continued: "Sam sent
me to follow and keep an eye on you, make sure you didn't get hurt on
your walk. He didn't tell me to come take your gag off but he didn't
specifically say not to either." He shrugged.
"Oh." Was all Tegan could manage as she continued walking, concious
that she still had a task to complete. Trevor kept pace with her for a
minute before breaking the silence again.
"You ok?" he probed gently.
Tegan ignored the question and countered with her own.
"Did you know? About me being there before you came over tonight?"
"No" Trevor said earnestly. "I trained Sam at the gym when he joined a
couple of years back. He doesn't need a personal trainer anymore but we
still get together for beers occasionally. This was the first time he
invited me to a card game though."
"So he didn't tell you I'd be there or anything like that?"
"I knew he had some roommates, and one of them was a girl. I didn't
know that was you."
"Ah." Tegan. "So he doesn't know about that time... at the gym?"
"He might." Trevor admitted. Tegan glanced sideways at him. "I told him
the story over a beer. Y'know, guy talk. That I beat up some kids and
this cute girl was so grateful we hooked up right in the back room of
the gym. Said she was a redhead and walking around with no underwear.
He… might have figured it out. Or suspected something. I guess that's
why I got the poker invite."
"Oh." Tegan said again, lapsing into quietness again. For some reason
this walk in the park felt strangely intimate, in contrast with the
sexual olympics she'd been participating in. While she'd been becoming
more bold in her sexual adventures she wasn't really used to relative
strangers hanging out afterwards like they were on some kind of date.
"You must think I'm pretty fucked up." Tegan said, fishing for
reassurance.
"Well, a bit." Trevor faltered then course corrected when Tegan shot
him a hurt look. "In a good way, y'know? I mean you were pretty forward
that time in the gym, tonight was pretty crazy. But I don't judge. I
mean I did go along with it."
"Why did you?" Tegan asked. "I don't mean that in any judgey way, I'm
genuinely asking."
"When a cute girl wants to get freaky, it's kinda hard to turn it down.
Even when you have to share."
"Is that a common occurrence for you?"
"I wish." Trevor laughed. "Here's the thing… I once told Sam about this
girl I was dating. She had some kinks. She wanted to get into BDSM, did
some bondage, spanking, pretty mild stuff. Then one day she tells me
she wants me to get rough. Really rough. Slapping, choking, maybe some
nonconsent roleplay. I wasn't into it. Correction, I was into it, but I
was afraid to do it. We had a fight about it and we ultimately broke up
over it, she called me 'bonehead', which Sam found hilarious. So now
'bonehead' is his go to phrase for when I should stop overthinking
something and just go with it. That's how I knew it was consensual. It…
it was right?"
"It's a bit late to be asking isn't it?" Tegan laughed, trying to keep
her voice down as they approached the other side of the park. "Yes.
Mostly."
"Mostly?"
"It's kind of a long story." Tegan stopped walking and turned to
Trevor. "It's probably going to affect the way you think about me, but
I feel like all things considered it probably can't get much worse. I
want to get it off my chest, if that's ok."
"Sure." Trevor said reassuringly.
"About two months ago I quit my job. I told my roommates I got fired.
They were going to kick me out and find a roommate that could pay their
bills, so I offered an alternative: me." Tegan took a deep breath. "It
was kind of a fantasy of mine, so become a sexual plaything, to give
myself over to someone to use freely. The big hurdle was deciding to
offer myself to all three guys instead of just one – but I didn't want
any one guy to feel like he owned me. I just wanted to be used. So the
deal was, they split my rent and bills and expenses between them. In
exchange, they share the benefits equally. Any time they want, as much
as they want, any hole they want." She paused, trying to read Trevor's
face. When he said nothing she continued.
"So that's how it was, at first. They'd visit me one at a time, fuck,
and go. We progressed to threesomes, and full on group sex, everyone
together. What surprised me though was how bored I got. Not with the
sex, but with life in general, not having anything to keep busy. When
the guys were at work or school or whatever, I had all this time to
think, and it made me want more. I started letting them do other
things, outside the usual arrangement. The more they felt like they
were doing degrading things to me, the more excited and fulfilled I
felt."
"And here we are." Trevor concluded, gesturing at her naked body in the
dim light.
"And here we are." Tegan agreed. "Sam didn't know I was going to do
that tonight. He tried to trick me into doing it on his terms but I
refused. Then did it anyway. Because that's apparently who I am now. In
some ways I hate it. In other ways I love it. Do you understand?"
"I think I get it."
"So here's the big question: how does that make me seem to you, as a
person?"
Trevor took some time to think about it.
"I think you're doing what a lot of us would do, if we had the
courage."
"Are you just saying that to be nice? I was kind of expecting you to be
disgusted."
"Do you really care what I think?"
"Kind of. To be honest I was considering coming back to the gym and
asking you if you wanted to get a coffee some time, but I thought you
might not want to date a girl who walked around without any underwear
and let a stranger fuck her in the back room of a gym." Tegan laughed.
"I can't imagine what you think of me now."
"Are you asking me out on a date?"
"I thought about it. But all things considered what I'm really asking
if if a guy could even consider dating someone when they've seen them
like this."
"I'd have to think about it."
Tegan glanced over to the store as the shopkeeper flipped the sign to
open and took a deep breath.
"I'll be back in a few minutes, probably." Tegan said.
"Do you know what Sam wrote on the note?"
"No idea. I'm sure it'll become apparent." She nodded at the tape stuck
to Trevor's hand. "I probably need that."
Trevor carefully reaffixed the tape over her mouth, lining it up with
the red mark on her face that lingered from it being on for hours, and
smoothed it down. Tegan held out her sodden panties and Trevor
delicately pinched them between thumb and forefinger. With another deep
breath Tegan crossed the road and entered the store.
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A bell jingled as Tegan opened the door and stumbled in. The store was
empty for now and the clerk did a double take as she stumbled in
unsteady on her heels and rushed out from behind the counter.
"Holy crap, are you ok?" he asked as he approached but stopped short of
touching her, partially out of concern but also because he noticed a
bunch of sticky fluids on her face and chest. He was a short statured
guy of vaguely asian appearance, and Tegan found it hard to pick his
age. He could be eighteen or a well-preserved twenty five. She tilted
her head back to try to draw his attention to the note Sam had stuck
into her collar. He very carefully reached for it and slipped it free,
unfolding it. His brow furrowed as he read it aloud in a soft voice.
"I need a copy of today's paper, please do not touch me.' Is this
right?" He queried her. Tegan just nodded, she was honestly surprised
Sam didn't try to include anything else, considering how much she had
confused the discussion around her boundaries. The clerk took a copy of
one of the fresh newspapers off the stack and thrust it in her hands,
glancing through the window. She realised he could probably see Trevor
across the street and assumed he was the one that sent her in here.
"Tell your friend I don't want to see you in here like this again.
Don't involve me in your weird fucking games." He turned away and
returned behind the counter. Tegan was mollified. She'd gotten so
accustomed to being a sex object that she didn't know quite how to
react, but she definitely felt pangs of shame and revulsion that hit
her harder than if he had just used her like every other man she'd
encountered over the last couple of months. With that she turned back
and pushed through the door to exit back out onto the street, blinking
back tears.
The sun was almost clear of the horizon now and the street was lit with
an eerie orange glow. She could hear the distant traffic picking up in
volume as more people started their day, though it struck her that it
was a Saturday – fewer people going to work and getting up early. Of
course she wasn't going to waste more time attracting attention. After
the clerk's reaction she wanted to be back inside more than ever. She
hurredly cross the street just as a set of headlights appeared further
up. Joined by her escort, she crossed back through the park, Trevor
took his cue from her urgency and didn't waste time trying to make
conversation. She hesitated at the other end of the park thinking she
heard cars approaching and concealed herself behind a hedgerow. Trevor
took the opportunity to put her panties back in her mouth and re-cover
her lips with the tape, then they made a break for it as soon as the
cars passed.
When they reached the front door Trevor pulled out Sam's keys and open
the door, letting her precede him inside where Sam was waiting alone.
She didn't know where Jayden and Matt were but assumed he'd sent them
home. She handed him the paper.
"Well done, slut." As much as she hated to admit it, the relatively
kind words were welcome after the harsh admonition from the convenience
store clerk and she felt a tingle in her aching vagina. Trevor lingered
awkwardly near the door and Sam called him over with a tilt of his
head. "Would you give me a hand?"
Sam set the paper aside and started to peel back the end of the tape
binding her wrists together and unwind it from her. Trevor took the
initiative of peeling the tape from her mouth for the second time and
carefully removing the panties. Between them they made a show it it
being more difficult than it really was. Once Sam had the tape removed
from her wrists, he took the mouth piece from Trevor and wadded them
together, tossing them aside to deal with later. Tegan wet her lips
with her tongue and stretched jer jaw, Sam regarded her with a slight
smile.
"Do you like your collar, slut?" Sam queried.
"Yes Sir." Tegan said, assuming it was the expected answer.
"Don't call me Sir, that's way too formal." Sam glanced at Trevor. "Do
you mind if I speak freely in front of him?" Tegan shrugged, indicating
her indifference and Sam continued, addressing Trevor.
"We have an arrangement. She lives here for free, we use her holes.
That's how it started. As she has made clear to me this evening, this
isn't an exclusive arrangement."
"In the interests of full disclosure, tonight isn't the first time we
uh… met." Trevor confessed.
"I kind of guessed that there were only so many red-headed girls
running around town without any panties on, spreading their legs at the
drop of a hat."
"In farness…"
"In fairness nothing. She's a slut." Tegan didn't resist as Sam slid
hand between her legs and two fingers easily entered her. He withdrew
them and displayed them to Trevor, sticky with her juice. "She knows
it, there's no point dancing around the point. She gives it away for
room and board, she might as well give it away for saving her from
being assaulted. So from now on I call her slut. She's free to call me
whatever she wants in response. I'm not playing whatever Fifty Shades
of Bullshit game that Angus is playing." He hooked his finger through
the ring handing from the fornt of her collar. "And she's free to keep
wearing this collar, as long as she thinks it suits her."
"You're ok with this, Violet?" Trevor asked.
"He's right." Tegan looked down, embarassed to admit it but resolved
that it was all true. "And if we're putting all our cards on the table
here, my name isn't Violet. It's Tegan."
"Well, it's been nice to meet you Tegan." Trevor nodded. He didn't seem
surprised or bothered that she'd given him a fake name. "And I had a
hell of a night. But I'm also conscious of the fact I have a class in a
few hours that I should probably try and be rested for." He put a hand
on the door and cracked it open.
"Will I see you again?" Tegan asked, alluding to their secret
discussion earlier. Trevor looked her up and down, thinking it over.
"I'll text you her number." Sam interrupted. Tegan was grateful and
suspected Trevor was too. Considering he'd just participated in gang
banging her, she didn't think he'd offer an answer she wanted to hear.
Trevor nodded and left, the door locking behind him.
"I think he likes you." Sam quipped as soon as he was confident Trevor
was out of earshot.
"He liked being able to fit his giant cock up my ass." Tegan countered.
"Speaking of which. Do you mind if I take out this plug? I'm honestly
afraid it's going to do some damage if I leave it in much longer,
especially after walking around with it."
"That's supposed to be your permanent replacement. I inserted it at the
request of Angus, who reminded me that you were on your final warning
when he left last night, should you neglect to wear your plug. I think
we can skip the spanking considering the thrashing I gave you with the
whip – which you seem to be none the worse for." Sam looked her over,
noting that most of the marks he left had almost completely faded. "For
the record, it's only about half an inch wider than your old one, which
probably seems like a lot more down there than it does on a ruler. But
sure, do what you want."
"I might go take care of that in the bathroom, my bladder's about to
burst and there's a delicate balance going on down there if you know
what I mean."
"Funny you should say that." Sam said, pulling her to the bathroom, his
finger hooked into her collar's ring. "I also have to go."
"I… uh…" Tegan protested.
"However our arrangement began, slut, it has clearly changed, and I am
not playing games or testing the waters. I'm just doing, as you are
free to do also. You are free to stop me – if you want. Otherwise, I am
assuming standing consent for anything I do to you, until I hear you
tell me 'no'. Do you hear me? It is that simple. You say no, and I
stop. But this is the last time I will ask. Do you understand?"
Tegan searched his eyes and found only cold sincerity.
"I understand." She answered.
"Then get in the bath on your knees and open your mouth, slut."
Tegan complied, kneeling in the wide tub and looked up at him. He
already had his cock out pointed at her, waiting. With some trepidation
she opened her mouth. Almost immediately a hot stream of piss hit her
in the face and she squeezed her eyes shut as the spray ricocheted off
her face before he tracked it into her mouth. The acrid stream hit the
back of her throat, hotter and more forecful than semen typically did,
with an unpleasant salty taste and overpowering aroma. The pressure
alone made her gag but the flavour did no favours either, and both were
inescapable. Because he'd been drinking all night it was joined with
the odour of beer, which only brought to mind the mix of smells
typically found in the alleyway behind a bar. The urine quickly filled
her mouth and overflowed, running down her chin and cascading onto her
chest, rinsing away the sticky residue of jizz as it carved a path down
her belly to her crotch, saturating her pubic hair and running off her
pussy lips. Stray rivulets and down the outer sides of her small
breasts and down her sides, running down her ass and thighs before
joining the pool beneath her and running towards the drain. She coughed
and gagged again as the stream eased and trickled down her chest, Sam
managing to sequeeze out a couple more spurts before shaking off.
Glaring up at him as he proceeded to undress, his piss dripping off her
chin, Tegan took a moment to ease the plug out of her ass. She managed
to get her fingers under the flared rim and get enough leverage to get
the wide part past her tight sphincter, then the rest of the lubed cone
slid out and she let it fall into the bath, having no further interest
in it. She massaged her tender asshole, feeling the spongy muscles
slowly close as she clenched them, probing gently at the bruised tissue
as she let her own bladder go, joining Sam's puddle to slowly trickle
down the drain. Sam stepped into the bath with her and grabbed her by
the hair, guiding her mouth to his cock. He was half hard but growing
firmer by the second. She closed her lips around his dick and tried to
will forth some saliva to make her mouth easier for him to fuck, but
was finding it tough after having it most recently rinsed out with his
urine.
After a minute Sam seemed satisfied and pushed her, bending her over
towards the drain being forced to put her hands on the remnants of
their combined waters to brace herself on all fours. Sam, seemingly
indifferent to her plight, squatted over her and guided his dick
directly to her aching cunt. He grunted as he slid in and out and for
her part Tegan was able to enjoy feeling him slide inside her despite
her exhaustion. She doubted she was going to come, but feeling him fuck
her was pleasant, right up until the point he pulled out of her and
thrust directly into her tender, gaping anus.
Tegan let out a choked off scream as he drove his cock deep inside her.
She had little remaining lubricant and her own pussy juices were doing
most of the work. Admittedly after being thoroughly broken in my Trevor
and the new plug her ass had had no time to recover so she imagined it
presented too tempting a target, but none of this rationalisation
helped her feel better about the fact he was ramming his cock inside
her burning asshole, his balls slapping against her pussy lips, and
each time he thrust inside her she let out soft squeals of discomfort,
curling her toes as her knees slid on the wet bathtub surface and Sam
held her by the collar to keep her from getting away.
After a few minutes he pulled out with a grunt and pulled her by the
collar so she was kneeling again and pointed his cock at her face.
Expecting that he was ready to cum she opened her mouth in a well
trained reflex to let him blow his load into it and was surprised when
instead he shoved it inside. She let out a muffled grunt of protest and
tried to push against him but he gripped her head and buried his cock
to the hilt. Sam let out a loud satisfied groan and she felt his balls
tighten against her chin as his spunk pulsed directly down her throat.
Tegan gagged, more as a psychological response than anything else. Her
ass had been so well used over the course of the night that if it had a
distinct taste she was unaware of it – all she was detecting was lube
and semen and a muskiness that could easily be sweat, or her own
vaginal fluids. All the same she resisted the urge to swallow and as
soon as Sam released her head she leaned over and spat directly down
the bath's plughole, her gag reflex in full effect as she dry heaved a
few times.
Sam, apparently indifferent to Tegan's situation, adjusted and turned
on the shower. Tegan whimpered as the cold water hit her back and she
curled up on her side as the water slowly warmed up. She sensed
movement beside her and realised Sam was sitting down alongside her,
holding the detachable shower head, passing it back and forth over her
to rinse her down. Using his free hand he gently coaxed her into a
sitting position and slid his legs either side of her so that he was
spooning her as he rinsed her down, then himself, before mounting the
head in the lower socket, keeping the stream on them while he wrapped
his arms around her waist from behind. Tegan hung limply against him,
unable to say or do anything and not really wanting to.. Her mind felt
blank, as if she was unable to even figure out how she was feeling
about the last ten or so hours – it had been a long night and she was
exhausted, and confused by the immediate shift in Sam's demeanour.
Presumably once he was done giving her everything he had, he wanted to
ensure that there was no resentment or hurt feelings. She sighed and
settled back into his embrace as he squirted some liquid shower gel
into his hands and built up a lather. She didn't resist as his hands
wnaders over her body, into each nook and crevice within his reach.
Once he was done with that he picked up the showerhead and thoroughly
soaked her hair, then took some shampoo and massaged a lather into her
scalp before raking the suds through to the tips with his fingers. He
rinsed her hair with the showerhead then repeated the process with
conditioner. Eventually, as she was on the verge of sleep, he shut the
water off and started to ease out from under her.
As much as her tiredness made her want to just lie in the bathtub, Sam
slid an arm under her slight frame and hoisted her out of the tub to
her feet, setting her gently on the bathmat. He held her steady as he
took a fresh towel from the shelf and rubbed her down until she was
mostly dry, then worked the towel through her hair, squeezing out and
absorbing as much moisture as the towel could manage. Eventually
satisfied that there was no more he could accomplish, he led Tegan out
of the bathroom and to her bedroom, easing her gently into her bed and
pulling up the covers. She grasped the edge of the blanket gratefully
and curled up into a ball on her side, her damp hair spread across her
pillow like a coppery spiderweb. Her sleepy eyes fluttered open.
"I'm ok." She reassured him, answering a question she assumed he might
have wanted to ask.
"Good." Sam said simply.
Tegan nodded her acknowledgement and then she was claimed by sleep.
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my name is George and im a 16 yr in high school of my sophomore year. I
am 6ft nothing but muscle blue eyes dark hair and tanned skin with a
rich family (though no one at school knows) and I hang out with a small
group of guys and girls to my liking. I'm also kind of there protector
when it came to the girls. even though there only two girls in the
group all they when they saw me at launch or any were else was want to
be around me it was like heaven. having two beautiful young women all
tan ( thanks to their Italian American blood)greats breasts all in the
high c to low d range, and asses that would make a guy cum in his pants
just by looking. the leader of the three was Christina, with shoulder
length dark hair always in a pony tail. she is 5'4" and an attitude
that makes her hard to catch to most other guys but not me. than
there's Gigi. she is 5'5" and with out a doubt the most beautiful girl
that I have ever seen always with a pony tail. she is some what shy
when it comes to talking to other besides me that is she has the most
perfect ass with c cup tits to complete the deal.
Part 1.
"George its time for school!" my mother said from down the hall of the
second floor of my house. Getting up out of bed in my overly sized
large bed room I when to my closet to put on a plain black t-shirt and
a pair of semi baggy dark blue jeans with a pair of white k-swiss
shoes. Running out of my room down the split stair case I went to the
kitchen meeting my mom I quickly gave her a kiss good morning then ran
to the other side of the large room that was connected to the living
room to grab my back pack and my car keys. Running out the door that
connected to the four car garage I went to my black 2006 navigator got
in started up the engine back out and went to school. I got to school
and parked got out and headed in to the building. I had the first
period today free since it was third period first. I decide to go the
other side of the school where I could hang out with my friends at what
we call the back room. It was a 10 by 10 room with a big window on each
side with blinds and only room for six to seven people because we had
two white folding table that were under the windows four computer
chairs a television that we used for ps2 or xbox and the rest of the
space was to fit in and the worst part of this is it is in the middle
of two large connected rooms. The wood working room and systems of tech
room. When I finally got there my best friend was there doing his
homework that was due the night before.
"Hey john… didn't do your homework again?" I asked as I entered the
door dropping my bag under the table with the computer on it. He just
gave me a eat shit look and I just laughed Sitting down in one of the
rolling comp chairs.
"John I have the answers if you want them" I said grabbing my bag
taking out the papers and with the answers on them handing them to him
as he sat in one of the other rolling chairs.
"Thanks." john said to me then turning his back to me facing table that
faced the tech room on the left side of the room while I faced the wood
working room on the right side were the t.v and computer were and in
between was the door. About two minutes later I heard the door open, I
thought maybe john had to go the can but when I turned to see who it
was I was jumped by Gigi. Gigi giving me a hug she got up and took off
her north face jacket to show off her yellow v neck t-shirt with a
black lacy bra that was two sizes to small to fit her c cups. Wearing a
hot pink short skirt as well with white nike shoes to complete her
hottnes. Bending over with her back turned to me I gave her a little
nudge in the ass. She immediately stood straight up turning around with
a smile on her face.
"Hey" gig said with a giggle as she straddle me lap hitting me in the
shoulder than putting her arms around my neck. Smiling back at her I
put my hands around her back rubbing up and down. "George what are you
doing?". gigi said as looked into my eyes. I answered with a grin on my
face not saying a word but instead bringing my hands down under her
skirt and squeezed her ass to my surprise she was wearing only a thong.
"ah George" she said giggling hitting me in the chest. So I squeezed
her ass again and she yelped. After about twenty minutes john said he
had to go see a teacher so that left me a her alone for the moment.
"Gigi turn around so your back it me so I can use the computer." I said
as she complies by turning around. Once in my lap again I signed on and
when to a game site. "George I want to play" she said so I let her
while I watched what she did. About ten minutes later the first period
of the day started the two classed started. The wood working class was
all freshmen boys. I got bold when I saw them working with us in there
plain view with only our upper body's showing to them. Seeing this I
got bold and put my right hand on her right leg and started to slid up
her thigh. At first she didn't feel wait I was doing until I got to
about a couple inches from her thong she stopped and looked back over
her shoulder. "what are u doing uh.. George?" gigi said with a soft
grunt as I started to rub her pussy over her green thong. "I want to
have some fun." I said as I pulled her thong to the side and started
rubbing her clit. "oh..uh, umm George.. Wait. what if they see" gigi
said to me concerned as the teachers back was to us just on the other
side of the window. Just try to keep a straight face. Keep playing your
game. And I play me game" I said as I inserted two of my fingers in to
know shaved wet pussy pulling my fingers in and out slowly while
rubbing her clit with my thumb. "oh shit George I don't know how long I
can last if you ohh" gigi said with a moan as she was interrupted as I
speed up for a second getting the reaction I wanted. I kept on
fingering her for the next ten minutes as I heard moans come from her
every know and then. As I started to speed up again she stopped playing
with the computer and held on to my hand as I felt her shake. "oooHHH
god I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cummmm!" she said breathing very heavy
panting. Realizing this I picked up speed as furious as I could with my
palm rubbing her clit like there was no tomorrow. Suddenly she started
twitching and then came like a water fall with her juicesd covering my
hand and staining my jeans. "oh GODDD George ,George George" was all
she could say as pure sexual bliss took over her senses. Falling back
towards me with the back of her head in my chest still shaking.
"Bravo!" hearing clapping coming from a female voice from behind me not
realizing that someone else came in as I was doing my deed for the day
to gigi. With a horrified look on my face with shock I turned to see
Christina with an a look of excitement on her face with a smile going
ear to ear. Looking back over to gigi who started to come to turned her
head to look up at me . "that was incredible" gigi said as she turned
her head to look at Christina. Christina had on a jean blue skirt that
made it easy for me to see that she didn't have panties on with her leg
apart not even trying to close them. Also wearing a white see thru
shirt with a white lacy bra to cover her d cup breasts. "Very nice
gigi" Christina said looking at gigi. "Jesus George ya couldn't help
your self could you. You just had to go after poor old gigi who is
still a virgin and you just took advantage of her" Christina saying as
a joke to me with a laugh . Gigi getting up from my lap to turn around
to face notice the huge bulge in my jeans and her eyes went wide. Gigi
not able to take her eyes off steped backwards to Christina and
whispered something in her ear but I couldn't tell what is was.gigi
sitting down next to Christina on the other table as Christina got up
and her eyes widened as I watched her brown eyes locked on my huge
dick. Then as she came over to me the bell rang. Picking up her bag
putting it over her shoulder's "Don't forget about me George. I want
what gigi got. Just keep that in mind." Christina said as she got on
toes to give me a kiss on the cheek. The rest of the day went by pretty
smoothly as I didn't run into Christina or gigi for the rest of the
day. As the day ended at school with the final bell I got in my car and
drove home. Tomorrow is Christina 's turn to get what she wants.
To be continued ? I will write more if you want me to. Remember first
time writing
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Introduction:
Naturist kid falls in love with cute girl. Hero baseball coach be my
dad, he
[b]25
FIGHT OR BE TIGHT?
Jeff goes to Sean's house after school the next day. They can't stop
talking about the game as they take a dip in the pool. Sean gets
interrupted with a phone call. Answering the phone as he dries off,
"Sean's Web."
"Hi Sean! It's Roxanne."
"Sounds like you're in a good mood."
"Yeah. I talked to a friend about you dating a nudist."
"Oh! Go on, Roxanne."
"Her response shocked me. She talked the same way as you."
"How about that!"
"Sean, it turns out she's a nudist too."
"Naturist."
"Whatever."
"So you're accepting my invitation!"
"No. No. No. I'm just not mad at you anymore. Well, I'm angry, but not
about that."
"Roxanne, thanks for filling me in. Take good care of yourself."
After swimming some more, they both enter the shower together without a
second thought. Sean then comments, "You get into this touchy feely
stuff so naturally."
Proudly and pleasantly, Jeff replies, "Yeah, I'm a master."
"So you've had experience before me."
"Yes, Sean. I used to do this stuff with a friend on sleepovers. Not in
the shower, but in bed."
"A friend your age then?"
"Yeah."
"Your idea or his idea?"
Lathering up Sean's penis, "That's hard to say. Sometimes I took things
farther, sometimes he did."
"So, have you gone farther with him or with me?"
"With him. We would see who could pee the farthest."
With a straight face, "In bed!?"
"Dah, ya think! We did that in the woods. We liked talking about our
penises, not to mention other body parts. We would see who could get
hard the quickest. We would see who could get the other hard the
quickest."
"With your hands?"
Soaping up Sean's booty, "Yeah. But eventually he had other ideas for
the games that I didn't go along with."
"I won't ask for details. Is he OK with you telling others?"
"Well, no. But I didn't say his name."
"I won't ask, but I have a hunch I know who it is. I didn't mean to
pry."
"I know. Now I'm wondering about you. I probably wouldn't know your
friends, so you could talk freely."
"The peeing thing was pretty popular in my day. We did it in groups."
"Wow! You and me gotta do it!"
"Let's think about that some other time. I don't want to get
sidetracked."
Disappointed, "OK."
"We'd occasionally see someone get hard in a bikini, but I was a bit
older than you before seeing a naked erection."
"Tell me about that."
"I only feel comfortable talking about being your age and younger."
"Oh that sucks a big one!"
"Hang on to your, your… I don't expect that language from you!"
"Sorry. I've been hanging around with … somebody too long."
Feeling close to Jeff again, Sean starts washing his penis, as he
continues, " I saw plenty boys naked in locker rooms, but not
privately. There were three boys that I got physical with in bikinis.
One was limited to 'hands only' but all over. The second went beyond
touching, involving a lot of hugging, especially bikini to bikini,
eventually in every position we could think of. The last boy liked
getting our mouths involved, but not mouth to mouth. He could be pretty
persuasive—like you." Jeff smiles, as Sean continues, "Sometimes I got
into it, sometimes I felt violated, even though it involved no sex, and
he was younger than me."
"So he forced you!?"
"No, nothing that bad."
"So no nudity, huh?"
Running soapy hands all over Jeff's buns, "One sleep-over buddy slept
naked, but I kept my underwear on. We got into fun wrestling sometimes.
I wasn't comfy with feeling his penis, balls, or butt brushing against
my skin. One morning I woke up with his hand deep into my underwear. I
went ballistic! We no longer were friends after that."
"I guess you had no gay friends."
"These weren't, Jeff, but actually I had a lot of gay friends."
"I stayed away from the rough and tough, which brought me in touch with
gays. But I wasn't the best friend to them."
"Why not?"
"We were great friends as long as they stayed in the closet."
"What! You caged them like animals!?"
Laughing hysterically, "Yup!"
"OK, give it to me straight, Sean."
Still laughing, "I can't. They weren't straight. "
Stepping out of the shower, Jeff says sternly, "Ha. Ha. Now get focused
fool!"
Sean sarcastically replies, "Yes, teacher."
Impatiently, "Sean, we're having a serious discussion!"
Trying to stop laughing, "OK. OK…. It's just an expression. A closet
gay is a gay that hides his sexual orientation from people."
"Oh. So that's where the expression 'coming out' comes from."
Laughing again, "Yeah, a lot of cumming."
With no nonsense, "Ha. Ha. So when a gay friend would come out of the
closet, you would say, 'Good bye. It's been nice knowing you."
"More or less—a 'closet friendship' was fine by me."
"You suck, Sean! Oops."
"No, never did that."
"Stop being corny."
"I need to be—this issue hurts me."
"I see why—I never would dump Alex."
"So rake me over the coals! … If you weren't so good at defending
yourself, Jeff, you would be harassed for being gay—just for being
friends with a gay."
"That's true."
"And gay-bashing was widespread in my day."
"Wimp."
Sean also steps out of the shower now. With his voice quivering, "Easy
for you to say. I feel a lot of emotional pain. I need a hug badly. Can
you do that for low-down scum like me?"
Now feeling bad for pressing his hero so hard, Jeff compassionately
embraces Sean, squeezing his butt tightly.
Soon Sean sobs and keeps sobbing. With the towel he has, Jeff wipes
away the tears, then kisses each of Sean's cheeks. Being finished
drying himself, Jeff gently dries Sean's slender body. He then takes
him by the hand, leading him into bed where they embrace.
"Thank you so much Jeff. You have a heart of gold."
"Yeah…after digging into your old wounds. Sorry that I expected you to
be perfect."
"Everything feels perfect now."
Smiling as he grabs Sean's genitalia, "Yes, everything."
This praise feels especially wonderful, as Sean recalls his sense of
inadequacy in his intimate equipment. Then, noticing the time, he
realizes they better get dressed. Concerned again about
confidentiality, "Jeff, please don't share our private moments with
anyone, even anonymously."
"What's 'a bomb us Lee' supposed to mean?"
"We share stories without revealing names. That's anonymous, but not
enough for me."
"Gotcha. Mum's the word."
26
FLIGHT DELIGHT
With spectacular weather Saturday, Sean drives Rachel and Jeff to
Black's Beach. But Sean parks at the La Jolla Glider Port. Rachel asks,
"What are you doing Sean?"
"It's early. Have you ever watched hang gliding?"
Jeff pipes in, "Yeah, we see them from the beach. Can we see them up
close here?"
"Sure can."
Rachel says, "I could use a restroom anyway."
As Rachel goes in looking for a restroom, Sean points out the cliff to
Jeff. "That's where they jump off. Are you interested."
"Sure, Sean!"
"Let's walk to the edge."
"But we don't have the gear."
"I didn't know you wanted gear when you jump."
"Of course I do."
"But this was your idea of a painless death."
Sullenly, "Oh, yeah."
"Before you jump, you have to look down at the beach below. You
wouldn't want to land in the sand. You probably would survive that with
lots of pain. You probably would be a quadriplegic the rest of your
life."
Sadly, "Yeah."
"You want to land on rocks so your body splatters all o…"
Totally grossed out, "Sean, shut up already!"
"I sure will stop, Jeff. But it's important to think about your dark
thoughts during your good times."
"Why?"
"First of all, that may help you remember the good times during your
dark hours. Now let me ask you, can you make a commitment right now to
never do anything to harm yourself."
Pleading, "I need time to think, Sean."
"OK, I'll drop it for now. But one more question. Can you make a
commitment to trust God, that you can depend on him no matter how
desperate you might feel in a given moment?"
"Sean, you're really laying it on me."
Holding Jeff's shoulder tightly, "OK, that's all, just remember, God
made you, and…"
"God don't make no junk. I remember!"
"Good…. Look there! A girl's about to jump. She doesn't look much older
than you."
"Wow! She's running for the cliff!"
Sean sees Rachel coming, "Rachel! Look!" All three of them watch the
girl go over the cliff and disappear out of sight.
Jeff screams, "Oh no!" Soon the wind blowing against the cliff gives
the girl upward thrust and they see her reappear, gliding through the
air, using her skills with fine finesse.
Jeff exuberantly declares, "That is way cool! Let's rent some gear."
Sean asks, "Do you think you can handle the winds?"
"Sure! Look how easy it is."
"She may look like a beginner, but she has years of experience already,
since she's hang gliding here. You need a high level of expertise
before you're allowed here."
Rachel asks, "Do they ever have accidents here?"
"I'm not up on that, but I've heard stories of gliders taking nose
dives and tail spins. Sometimes the wind dies down and they have to
land on the beach below."
Still bubbling with excitement, Jeff asks, "Did you ever do it?"
"No. Never. Remember, I'm a wimp."
Smiling, "Oh yeah." Sean jabs him in the arm.
Rachel lays down the law, "Good, I couldn't stand seeing either one of
you jumping off this cliff, or any cliff."
Whining, "But mom!"
"No buts! Or I'll kick your butt!"
Laughing, Sean interjects, "This I've got to see!" Now he gets jabbed
by Rachel."
Jeff shouts, "Look! That guy's heading right for us. Where did he come
from? He's so high."
"He jumped off the cliff like everyone else. If you catch the better
wind currents, you can go pretty high."
"So they start here and then end here too?"
"Yup. Usually."
They watch the guy turn and make a graceful running landing. "That guy
is smooth," Jeff observes passionately.
Seeing hang gliding as a threat to her son's safety, Rachel announces,
"I'm ready to bare it all at the beach."
Sean takes the cue, "Me too."
Jeff sadly objects, "But we just got here."
Sean diplomatically suggests, "Now that you've seen a take off and a
landing, you can better appreciate the hang gliders from the beach
below."
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