Fighting It Out pt-2

My life changed the day after my s****r Princess Hanna, my s****r is known to me as now. After I cleaned up my piss Princess Hanna had me set on the floor at her feet. I could not set still my ass was on fire. I had no idea how I was going to make it through school tomorrow? "Bitch! Stop moving are." "Yes Princess Hanna..." She snapped her fingers and I looked right at her. All she did was laugh. I started to cry again, just balling my eyes out. Princess Hanna was no longer my s****r she did own me. I wanted to runaway to my room, hide and never come out. "Did you enjoy your drink bitch?" I nodded to humiliated to answer. I still tasted my piss, I wanted to beg Princess Hanna to allow me to rinse my mouth out. After what she had just done? I was not going to ask for anything. In a little while I'll talk with Mom, she'll fix this! Princess Hanna is going to regret this!!! "Bitch. My feet are sweaty lick them." I just stared at her feet, so perfect each nail trimed and buffed. I watch every pair of feet that walked by me. Summer was the best time. Barefeet and sandels, I would spot the dirty spots, toe jam. All of the dirt and stink that they held. I want to crawl on all fours 24/7 lick feet. Princess Hanna's feet were before me and I was ordered to lick and clean them. I could feel my cock push against my shorts. I wanted to jerkoff as I lapped her toes. As my tongue touched them, I wreatched! Princess Hanna's feet looked nice, she had not watched them in a long time. I almost puked as I lapped her feet. The taste and stink drove me nuts. I lapped! Sliding my tongue between her toes. Toe jam stuck to my tongue and I swallowed it whole. "Thank You Princess Hanna! Thank You for making me a bitch!!!" I lost my mind in Princess Hanna's feet. Forgot who she was, I just knew I was a slave bitch. "You are a fucking, loser bitch. And you are goign to suffer more theen you have any idea you ever could. I am going to use you bitch pass you around, make money selling your bitch pussy." I looked up from Princess Hanna's toes with lust in my soul. She saw it in my eyes. Princess Hanna laughed for five minutes. "And bitch not now for the rest of your life!!!" Fear overcame my lust. I had never seen a smile so evil, so vicious! Princess Hanna spoke after a few minutes. "Yes bitch I am not, NOT going to work a day in my life. You being my bitch and slave. Everything you do from now on is for my pleasure and my profit. Never forget it bitch!!!" "Yewwss Pwwinccessst Hhaannda." She slowly took one foot out of my mouth. Spit huge in the air, i caught it like a dog catching a bone. "Good bitch. Bark for me." "WOOF!" She laughed "No you stupid little doggy. No..No.. You are a little pussy dog. Small and useless. Come on sweety. Barkie, warkie." I got on all four close to the floor. I saw my spit with a tiny bit of toe jam in it, I lapped it up arf..arf.. All but silent. "Good bitch.. Fetch!" Smoething flew across the room and I chaseing it Grabbing it. I gagged as it filled my mouth! Choking! Vial, putried, stinking thing! I look at the floor. Princes Hanna tossed a part of old used panties soaked from her period! The stink over powered me and I gagged and cried! Princess Hanna's foot crushed my face into her sick panties! "Fetch you BITCH!" I ate them again. I crawled behind her to the couch sweating, choking, holding back vomit with each step! Prrincess hanna pointed to the floor. I dropped her sick panties. I tried to spit, only spent bl**d came out. Princess Hanna picked up her panties, pulled them over my head. The stench, wet bl**d overpowered me. Princess hanna slapped me to the floor! Stood over me. "Do not remove them until I tell you. Understand bitch?" If this was the beginning of Princess Hanna breaking me, I did not want to think of what is going to happen next. "Yes Princess Hanna..." She walked away laughing and making up a song about her bitch slave. I cried and felt her used panties dry, the stench got worse and begain to sink into my mind and face. (More to come)

TITS at Home Depot

The Home Depot I was in the middle of a woodworking project in my workshop and found myself in need of some lumber and a few other items. I didn’t have much time as I was trying desperately to finish my project to keep my customer happy. I jumped into my pickup and sped over to Home Depot to purchase my supplies. Pulling into the parking lot I noticed a shapely woman about my age obviously having car trouble. She was wearing a pink, sleeveless, silk blouse, tight black shorts, and high heels. She looked out of place dressed this way at Home Depot, but I found it refreshing to see a woman at Home Depot that wasn’t the size of an NFL linebacker wearing an orange apron. My first instinct was to just go about my business as I was pushed for time, but I couldn’t ignore a damsel in distress. Pulling up in the parking spot next to the woman, I was pleased to find she had a face as lovely as the rest of her. She reminded me of a school teacher, though I never had a teacher that dressed as provocatively as her. Id seen her somewhere before. She had a beautiful, warm smile and behind her glasses, inviting blue eyes. “Need some help?” I asked after getting out of my truck. “Yes….I don’t know what the problem is.” The woman replied. “My Jeep just won’t start.” “I’m afraid I don’t know much about cars, but I can give you a lift somewhere once I pick up a few things.” I offered politely, secretly hoping she would accept my offer. “Oh, that would be wonderful!” The woman exclaimed. “My name’s Sharon. What’s yours kind sir?” “I’m Barney, but most of my friends call me Barn.” I answered as we headed towards the store. As we walked into the store I kept thinking about how badly I needed to get back to work. Those notions however were getting pushed into the background as I could not get the vision of Sharon out of my mind. There was something about her that excited me tremendously. I don’t know if it was her lovely smile, her captivating eyes, or her gorgeous, soft body. Every delicious aspect of her was making me forget about my task at hand. Walking through the store, I noticed all the other shoppers staring at us. It wasn’t until we arrived in the lumber department that I realized all the shoppers were staring solely at Sharon. I hadn’t paid much attention to her as we walked side-by-side through the store, but by the time we had reached the lumber department, half the buttons on her blouse were unbuttoned. I didn’t know if she had unbuttoned them or if they had worked themselves free as we walked. Regardless, I had a difficult time keeping my gaze from wandering away from Sharon’s eyes to her chest as we talked. When she turned a certain way I would get a glimpse of one of her succulent breasts inside her blouse. She was not wearing a bra and her nipples were erect. Trying to maintain my focus on why I was at Home Depot, I told Sharon that I needed to find an associate to cut a piece of plywood for me. Sharon told me she’d find one and took off down the aisle before I could say a word. My eyes were glued to her beautiful, round ass and long, shapely legs as she walked to get help. The way her lovely hips swayed as she sashayed down the aisle was causing a stir inside my jeans. I tried thinking of something else, anything else, to keep a noticeable bulge from appearing in the front of my jeans. I didn’t have much luck. Sharon soon reappeared with a store associate following close behind her. I noticed he was closely watching her ass move from side to side as she walked also. “I found someone!” Sharon excitedly exclaimed as she approached me. Her beautiful smile broadened as her eyes went from mine to the noticeable bulge in my jeans. “Hmmmm….I think you’re right at home here in the lumber department with that woody you’re sporting.” I was completely taken aback by Sharon’s comment. I wasn’t quite sure how to reply to it. Here was this gorgeous, demure woman that reminded me of one of my grade school teachers, commenting on my cock. “Can I help you?” The associate following Sharon asked. The associate was someone that looked as if they started working here during college and decided to remain employed here long after his college days were though. He was in his late twenty’s to early thirties. A handsome man if you were to give him a shave and clean him up a bit. He had long blond hair which flowed over his broad shoulders. He was slightly taller than me, probably 6’2” or so with a rather muscular build. The name tag on his orange apron read “Tom”. “I need a piece of plywood.” I replied. Sharon moved over to the waist high pile of plywood stacked neatly on its’ pallet closest to where Tom and I stood. She climbed atop it and knelt on all fours, her luscious round ass pointing seductively towards us. Bending lower until she rested on her forearms, her tight shorts riding high up her creamy white thighs, Sharon looked towards us. “Is this the piece you want?” She asked in a husky voice. “Dude......” Tom exclaimed. “You’re gonna have to do something about your wife. Man there’s cameras all over the place in here.” “No, no….You don’t understand….” I muttered. “She’s not my wife. I just met her in the parking lot. She’s having car trouble and I told her I’d give her a ride after I was through in here.” I had to admit that Sharon looked absolutely incredible kneeling on the stack of plywood. The way she moved her hips, taunting us with her ass, made me completely oblivious to my surroundings. All I could think about was flipping Sharon over, ripping those shorts off her, and driving my cock as deep as I could into this temptress. “Not your wife…..Hmmmm….” Tom went on, interrupting my vision of wildly fucking my companion in the middle of the lumber department. “You still have to get her out of here.” “Get me out of here?” Sharon queried as she got off the stack of plywood and came towards us. “You don’t really want me to leave do you? You’ve both been staring at my tits since I met you. I can tell Barn here wants to fuck me and I bet if I looked under your apron that I’d find that you want to fuck me too. Isn’t that right, Tom?” Sharon came and stood in front of me, her back towards me and facing Tom. She leaned up against me, her delectable ass rubbing against the huge bulge in my jeans. She took hold of both my hands and moved them to her chest, squeezing her scrumptious tits with my hands and hers. Tilting her head back she began to speak to me in a soft, sensuous voice. I’m Sharon with Tits out ,but call me TITS ,and its ur lucky day boys “Fuck me right here…” Sharon cooed. “Do me right here on that pile of wood. Mmmmm….I can feel how badly you want you to fuck me. I can feel your cock on my ass. It’s so hard. Don’t you want me? Come on Barney, make me your bitch right here….right now” I looked helplessly at Tom as TITS moved her ass back and forth, tormenting my cock. His eyes were transfixed on the two pairs of hands roughly kneading Sharon’s tits. I could see by the look in his eyes that getting Sharon out of the store was no longer an option. He wanted her as badly as I did. Normally, I probably would have left Sharon stranded there, especially as hurried as I was and her acting as crazy as she was, but there was something about her that held me captive. There was a connection between us from the first time our eyes met in the parking lot. “Follow me.” Tom said as he began walking towards a set of double doors at the end of the aisle we were in. Sharon and I followed behind Tom. Sharon had her arm around my waist, her head on my chest, with my arm around her shoulder. She began rubbing my cock through my jeans as walked. She moaned deeply when she felt how hard I was. Tom led us through the double doors and into a loading dock, obviously where they received lumber shipments. “She can stay here until you get your stuff.” Tom instructed. “You’re not going to make me wait here.” Sharon pleaded. “I’ll just follow you back into the store.” “We can tie her up.” Tom said as he noticed a length of rope lying on the floor. “No…..no, we can’t do that….Can we?” I replied. It didn’t seem right to me, but it did seem like the only solution at the time. I couldn’t afford to get thrown out of the store, not without getting what I came for at least. “You hold her hands together.” Tom said as he approached us with the rope. Sharon mildly resisted as Tom wrapped one end of the rope around her hands, securing them tightly. He threw the other end of the rope over a beam above us and began pulling the rope, lifting Sharon’s arms above her head as he did. He then tied the free end of the rope to one of the posts supporting the beam. I had to admit Sharon looked stunning. With every deep breath she took I could see her hard nipples straining against the silky material of her half-open blouse. She looked helpless yet when I looked into her eyes I could also sense she somewhat enjoyed her situation. Temporarily forgetting my mission, I reached out and rubbed one of Sharon’s nipples through her blouse. She shuddered as I did and her knees buckled slightly. When I softly pinched her hard nipple she let out a moan of approval. “Harder….pinch it harder…” Sharon begged as she thrust her chest out aching for my touch. “I think she likes that.” Tom said excitedly. “Give it a good pinch!” I opened the front of Sharon’s blouse, revealing her mouth-watering tits, and pinched both nipples. The harder I pinched them, the more Sharon seemed to enjoy it. I was now pinching her nipples as hard as I could. The look in Sharon’s eyes was driving me wild. They were ablaze with passion. She wanted more; her eyes told me so. “You’re a nasty little cunt aren’t you?” Tom asked our captive as he joined me in pinching and twisting Sharon’s delectable nipples. Sharon didn’t answer Tom’s question. She began squirming, rubbing her thighs together, almost s if she had to go to the bathroom. I slid one hand down Sharon’s smooth torso and in between her thighs. I could feel the warmth and dampness of her pussy through her shorts. She rocked her pelvis back and forth against my hand, aching to feel my touch on her pussy. “I think she’s enjoying this!” I said to Tom. “Her pussy is soaking wet!” “I’ve got an idea.” Tom replied. He took out his walkie-talkie and called one of his fellow workers from the electrical department. Tom asked his friend, Henry, to grab a couple of alligator clips and join us in the loading dock. He also told Henry to bring along Scott knowing Scott would enjoy this escapade as well. It wasn’t long before Henry and Scott showed up. They couldn’t believe their eyes as they entered the loading dock. “Holy shit!” Scott exclaimed as both he and Henry obviously enjoyed the sight of seeing Sharon tied to the rafters, her soft, supple tits heaving with each deep breath. “Who is she?” Its Sharon with Tits out from the iternet. Ya i knew id seen her before. You go by TITS dont u cunt? “Barney here found her in the parking lot having car trouble.” Tom answered. “I think she needs a jump. Give me the clips.” Henry gave the alligator clips to Tom as I slid to my knees in front of Sharon. I loosened her shorts and slid them over her shapely, full hips and down her long, slender legs. Underneath Sharon wore a lacy black thong. Her excitement was obvious. The lacy material clung to the matted hair surrounding her pussy. I slid her panties off as well. Sharon began thrusting her hips towards me, begging for me to touch her pussy, to lick it, to probe it. I put my face close to Sharon’s pussy and stuck out my tongue just far enough to graze the soft hair. “Lick it!” Sharon screamed. “Com’n…lick my fucking my fucking pussy!” I brushed my tongue along the tops of Sharon’s milky white thighs as she spread her legs as far as she could. She writhed and squirmed, trying desperately to direct her pussy in front of my tongue. “Okay, let’s jump start this whore!” Tom exclaimed. “Those are some nice looking battery terminals!” Tom proceeded to affix the clips to each nipple causing Sharon to scream. It was impossible to tell if her screams were of pain or intense pleasure. “She’s making too much noise…..we’re going to get caught!” Scott yelled. Grabbing Sharon’s soaked panties, I arose and held them in front of her face. “Mmmmm…smells nice doesn’t it.” I said as I held them under Sharon’s nose. Sharon frantically turned her head from side to side trying to avoid my advances. When she opened her mouth to scream once again when Tom began tugging on the clips, I stuffed the panties inside Sharon’s mouth. Tom continued torturing her raw nipples, pulling and twisting on the clips attached to them. Scott and Henry watched in awe, all the while rubbing their cocks through their pants. I had to admit I was extremely turned-on myself. At first I had wanted to keep Sharon all to myself, but seeing how excited she got with others present changed that. “Does she like to suck cock?” Henry asked. “I don’t know…” I answered. “Would you like her to suck your cock? I guess whether she likes to or not doesn’t matter much. Tom, give her some slack so she can kneel down .” Tom did as I instructed. Henry came over in front of Sharon and placing both hands on her shoulders, f***ed her to kneel in front of him. Henry undid the front of his pants and removed his large, fully-erect cock. He pulled the panties out of her mouth and began rubbing his cock over her face. Sharon resisted taking him into her mouth until Scott came up behind her. Grabbing two handfuls of curly brown hair, Scott f***ed her to open her mouth. Henry f***efully slid his huge cock between Sharon’s soft lips and began wildly fucking her mouth. She choked and gagged as Henry’s cock hit the back of her throat with each thrust Tom had finished the electrical connections from a nearby electrical outlet to Sharons Tits. Ok boys when we are done getting sucked off, just throw the switch. She will be stunned , then disconnect her and dump her in the dumpster out back. She can sl**p it off in there. We had the best blow jobs of our lives which really wernt just blow jobs. They were deep throat face fucks and we were all amazed at how little gag reflex the cunt actually had. We emptied ouselves of all or fluids and then the finale. Ok Boys lets watch Sharon with Tits out dance for us. Henry flipped the switch. Sharon convulsed and spasmed in all kinds of wonderful ways. Her Tits were probably almost smokin for real when Henry cut the power. Sharon passed out and her well used and hopefully temporarily satiated body was discarded in the waste container in the parking lot. Her clothing was divided up amongst the three of us. I got my plywood and thanked the guys and as I was leaving I saw the little whore scurry to her Jeep and slip behind the wheel looking just as Sharon with Tits out should always look

Greeting her after Black Massage.

hi as i wrote in my last story my gf was annoyed at me for coming home d***k and decided to go to the spa and have a special massage given to her. well i was waiting on my knees how she requested she just added to handcuff myself with my hands behind my back. it seemed forever for her to come home but once she came home she had a grin that i could tell she had gone through it. she commanded me to lick her red stilettos she then asked me to remove them and clean her feet and toes for a while. as i was into it she quickly told me to lie on my back on the cold floor as i did she told me to remove her panties with my mouth, every time i tried she would move up and make it more difficult for me to remove them. i saw how her panties were soaking wet, they clung to her pussy once i started pulling them down a very thick and white amount of cum just leaked straight into my mouth. she didnt let me swallow it just yet as she wanted me to lick her clean whilst having cum in my mouth. once she was satisfied with my oral servicing she noticed how i was leaking precum. she then told me you been thinking about my getting fucked by the black guy havent you? and i just came over my chest. she scooped up all my cum and fed it to me.

The Masked Revenge part 1

Okay, so my name is Mindy. My piece of shut husband, John, contacted this dude online and asked him to PhotoShop some pictures of me doing naughty stuff. John has always thought I had a thing for his b*****r-in-law, but he has no clue. He is a pervert in all the wrong ways. If I ever thought about sex with another man it definitely wasn't him. So, one day, I'm using John's phone and I find these x-rated pictures of me sucking a big, black dick. What the fuck!? I was pissed as hell (as well as confused and--oddly enough--a little turned on). So I confront John about it and he begged me to forgive him, but I had a better idea. I emailed the same guy with my own set of pictures and asked him to help me get revenge on John. This time, he photoshopped me fucking John's best friend, Kris. We also added in some of my girlfriends--Kim & Jenn--and our Latino friend Carlos. I especially liked one of the pictures that had John poised to shove a a dildo up his ass. But the one that really got me thinking was one with my face buried in my friend Amy's pussy while she stared at the camera. LOL, John freaked! He couldn't handle seeing my sweet lips wrapped around his best man's cock. I didn't care. John deserved it and Kris is a stud. I've often thought of him while John is fucking me with his skinny little dick. Well, anyway, John and I talked about it, and the doushbag was actually turned on by the whole thing once he settled down a bit. We talked about the fantasy and ended up fucking like rabbits that night. But the whole time, I was thinking about Kris (and Amy!). John came in me (a little prematurely I should add). So I got up and left him to fall asl**p alone. I went over to the computer to look at the pics and masturbate while I fantasized a while. After some time, I walked back over to my pathetic sl**ping husband and tried to rouse him for another round. He was out so I went down and started sucking his skinny little cock. It tasted like pussy and sex. The thought of Amy came to my mind. Is that what she would taste like? Once I got John hard and partially awake, I climbed on top and straddled him. In a commanding voice I said, "come on you piece of shit, fuck me." As I slid John's dick in, his cum from before started leaking out. I had an idea. I said, "You feel that? You feel how wet and sloppy I am? That's your friend Kris. I've been fucking him in the next room. He stretched me out with his big man-sized cock and then he came in me. You like fucking his sloppy seconds?" We fucked for a few minutes while I taunted him until I finally came while screaming "Oh god Kris! You ruined me for me husband!" The next morning, I woke up horny again! I was dreaming that Kris was on top of me fucking hard. I had my legs wrapped around his back. I dug my nails into his shoulders as he plowed into the squishy mess between my thighs. I could smell his body as he bore down on me. I was horny as hell! I looked over into the doorway of our bathroom and John was there, silhouetted against the light. He was watching! Just then I woke up. John was in the bathroom getting out of the shower. He left the door open, again, and the light was burning my sl**py eyes. Damn it! Ruined a perfectly good dream! I was still full of two loads of cum from the night before. (No wonder I was so wet in my dream!) I reached over and grabbed my vibrator from the night stand. I had to satisfy this or else I would be thinking about it all day. My pussy was soaking wet--a combination of cum and my own juice. The vibrator glided in so easy and it was really feeling good when I was interrupted, again. "Man, you're hot, aren't you? You just can't get enough." John was standing in the doorway watching me, silhouetted against the bathroom light just like he was in my dream. "Shut up, asshole. You left the light on again and woke me up from a nice dream." "Was it about Kris?" "Yeah. Now, get over here and help." John came over thinking he was going to get laid again. (Not happening this time.) Instead, I grabbed his ear and pushed him down between my legs and told him to eat me out while I fucked myself with the dildo. He started to go to work, but then said, "Oh shit! You didn't clean yourself last night! Uh!" "Shut up asshole. You started this. Kris has been fucking me in my dreams all night. And now you're going to finish it. Lick his cum out of my pussy, bitch!" I imagined I was laying on my back on top of Kris as he fucked me from behind while John reluctantly ate me out. John frantically worked the vibrator in and out. It wasn't long before I came all over the place. It was one of the biggest orgasms I have ever had. ---------------------------------------------------- So John and I were making plans for a big party to have all our friends over and with lots of drinking. Neither one of us really knew how to broach our fantasies to our friends (or even if we should). So on the surface, we were just planning a regular party. But we're secretly thinking: 'If we all get d***k enough...' A few days go by and I meet my friend Jenn for lunch. I tell her about the party and she's in. (Of course, she has no idea about my secret hopes. She's just thinking it'll be a fun place to blow off some steam.) We're eating lunch and I keep thinking of one of those photo-shopped pictures. This one had me and Jenn waiting in line to suck Kris' cock. All this was to mock my husband John, but it was hot. I guess Jenn noticed I something was on my mind. Jenn: "God, girl! What are you smiling at?" "Nothing. What?" I said trying to cover. "You're smiling about something. God, there was a perv in high school who used to smile like that around me. What are you thinking about?" "Nothing." I said, but I was blushing and it was obvious I was thinking about something--something good! "Mindy, we're supposed to be friends." She said with a devilish grin. "You better spill it or I'll start doubting us!" "It's nothing!" I said a little too defensively. Jenn was getting a hurt look on her face like she knew I was hiding something form her. She was really starting to take it personally. "Ok, shit!" I said. For the next few minute I told Jenn the story about me and John and the pictures and the revenge. Jenn just sat there and listened. I couldn't tell how she was taking it. It seemed so harmless, why would she be upset. Was she upset? Finally she spoke. "Let me see." "Huh?" "Let me see the damn pictures." She said coldly. "I don't have them. They're on the internet." "What!" She blurted. People around the diner got quiet and started looking at us. "No," I whispered, "I mean, they're on my email and we don't have a computer..." Jenn pulled her smart phone out from her purse. She stared straight at me. "What's your email and password?" She said with an unrelenting tone... Jenn looked the pictures in my inbox over one by one. She didn't speak while she examined them. Finally she spoke. "Who has seen these?" "Just me and John." "What's this link? It looks like a website..." I started to explain, but Jenn shushed me holding up her finger. She had already clicked through to find the same set of pictures posted on a popular porn site, only on these masquerade masks had been photoshopped on our faces. After a moment I weakly added, "No one can tell who you are. The masks..." After a few more minutes, Jenn looked up at me and put her phone back in her purse. "I forwarded these to everyone that was in the pictures. I will talk to them about it. In the meantime, you aren't to call anyone. Understand?" I nodded in agreement and tried to form an apology, but Jenn cut me off. "I don't want to hear it right now. I will call you latter after I talk to everyone."

Black Magic

I didn't know her name.... Sometimes when I'm walking down the street going to work or going to meet friends, my mind will go drift away, with memories of her with me and I'll smile and suddenly it will seem like everythings ok. I know it probably wont be my luck to see her again, but hey, I'm glad that i got to know her, even if it was only for a few hours.... I fumbled with the keys to the door, sexual tension nearly kiling me. She takes the keys and with surgeon presicion she puts the key into the lock and opens the door. I walk in after her like a guest, I have completely forgotten I have entered my own house. Long legs that lead only to heaven lead the way, her skinny jeans, hugging her legs oh so perectly. I am jealous of the fact that those jeans have the priviledge of touching her skin. My ass travel up the highway which are her legs and caress the apple bottom which was almost too perfect in size, shape and look. My hand goes out tot touch her ass, like a man in the desert searching for a drop of water. She looks back at me and smiles, her choclate skin shining in the light of the moon. A face like Naiomi Campbell but with the happiness of youth and the plumpness of youth. Her luscious lips enhanced by that pink tongue lightly skimming over them. Her eyea the colour of Onyx, slightly hooded from lust. She walks towards me smiling in that cat like way. The door closes behind me... I step back in reflex and her body anticipates and pinns mine to the door. Her face moves to miine and she whispers in my ear. "I hope you have had a goods night sl**p becuase dont think you'll be getting any tonight." Just the whisper of her breath against my neck made my body tingle. Before i can even respond, she kisses me on my neck and my body arches into hers, her tongue peeps out licking my neck, my collar bone and I shudder in response. She obviously likes this as she rns one hand under my top and begins to play with my nipples whilst rubbing herself against me. I vaguely remember moaning my approval as she took the time to use my daze to shed me of my top, bra and scarf. Like a d**g addict her tongue searched for that d**g she needed and my body provided. Her tongue darting out and sucking at my nipples untill they jutted out stiff and proud. Her free hand moving up my thighs to my hips then straight between my legs. I know thatb I cant hide the fact that I have completely soaked my panties and her fingers glisten like diamonds with my juices, she takes too fingers and rubs my pussy whilst talking dirty in my ear. Her fingers dip inside me, teasing me all the time. I must have cried out as she suddenly stopped rubbing and brought her fingers to her lips and pt them straight into her mouth and sucked my juices right off her fingers, closing her eyes, savouring my flavour and moaning her approval. "mmmmmmm i didnt know you could taste this sweet" her sexy voice deep and smooth like silk. I can only stare at her mouth, she kisses me long and hard, her tongue taste every bit of my mouth, her tongue caressing mine. I move my hands into her skinny jeans and find that little nub and i rub if ever so lightly, she moans and I stroke a little harder and faster. She is so wet that the only thing keep my hand next to her clit is her panties. My other hand taking off her blouse and throwing it recklessly to the ground, no bra and her chest is big. A nubian no doubt. I bend down to taste her nipples and suck hard, my tongur runs rings around her nipples and my tongue tastes her neck, her shoulder and then my tongue runs to her belly button. Without warning she straightens me back into a standing positions and pulls down my skirt and panties. The shock of the movement and the speed doesn't even have time to register as she gets to her knees and her mouth dives into my pussy with precision. I widen my stance to gain better access to her clever tongue and she works my pussy. My knees start to buckle and my hands manage to find their way into her hair, keeping that amazing tongue, swirling, licking, sucking and probing as close to me as possible. My hips start to move and her mouth latches onto my clit sucking softly and getting firmer. My kneees finally buckle and she pulls me to the ground and lie me on my back and dives back in head first. I want to touch her, taste her, hear her moan, but it seems she had the idea first for me. My hips buck into her mouth, she openes my legs wider than ever and pins them down either side. I like the stretch feeling........... She starts licking my pussy with long wide licks, and like a lolly my juices run into her mouth. She licks with abandom and I can feel my orgasm on the way and she knows it too because she starts sucking and working my clit. I start moaning uncontrollably and her head presses into my pussy seeking extra purchase. I feel it on the horizon and my body is straining to have me cum and with a long suck, I cum into her mouth. Her head leaves my pussy and I can see my juices on her mouth, messy like a c***d learning how to feed themselves. I focus on her tongue darting around licking up the mess till its gone. She takes her blouse and wipes her face then looks at me and says: "Now that we have had our starters, what would you like for the main?"

My cuckold journey III

All of my stories are true. Nearly three months had passed since Angies' last encounter with Brian. She hadn't mentioned wanting to meet him again, though we did talk about the nights she had with him, usually during sex. Then she landed a bombshell, she didn't fancy him, the sex was good but no real spark and this made her uneasy about continuing. I really thought that was that insofar as the extra-marital fun was concerned. I didn't want to push the Brian card but I couldn't figure out how to keep Angie interested in fucking other guys. One night as I was giving her oral I looked up at her and said I often got hard at the thought of Joe bending her over her desk at school and fucking her roughly and quickly before the other teachers came in. Joe was the school custodian she had an affair with during her first marriage. She never replied to that but we had good session that night, ending with her bent over the edge of the bed and me spunking over her lovely ass. Two days later I got a text saying she would be home late. Nothing unusual, she often works late. When she came home I was in the kitchen making dinner, the c***dren wathcing TV in the living room. Angie came over and kissed me deeply, taking my hand and putting it up her skirt and onto her bare wet pussy! 'Joes' handywork' She smiled and winked as she left the kitchen. My cock was raging hard. I smelled my fingers, no sperm but a well fucked pussy nun the less! I couldn't wait to hear what happened. Bed time for the k**s, but we sat up and Angie said she was thinking about my comment the other night and decided to approach Joe. 'He was always a good ride and very descreet', She said. He was married too but happy to be her 'fuck buddy' again. 'Well what happened' I asked. 'Get your cock out and I'll tell you' She demanded. I unzipped and pulled out my throbbing erection, Angie took it in one hand and began slowly pumping it.'I dropped a few suggestive hints over the last couple of days' She said 'also flashed my stockings once or twice and winked at him. Eventually he said I was driving him crazy, walking around with a hard all day, so I said if he had the balls he had better do something about it. His expression was priceless Jim, he litterally stammered and said he would be in his office until 6 tonight. Well the school emptied out by 5:15 so I made a bee-line for his office and he was there smiling from ear to ear. He asked me if I was serious and I'd better not be jerking him along. I just dropped to my knees in front of him, unzipped his fly, pullled out his cock and started sucking him off.' I felt myself getting ready to cum but I knew she came home without panties so I tried to hold for the rest of the story. 'I kept looking up at as I sucked his cock', she continued, 'he was looking like the cat that got the cheese, grinning like a fool. I lifted his cock so I could suck and lick on his balls. He said I had never done that to him before and I told him he had you to thank for teaching me to suck balls. He just laughed at that, before lifting my up and laying me across his desk. My skirt was long and loose so his head just disappeared under there, his hands pulling my panties off, his tongue lapping at my clit.' I gasped 'did he make you come'. 'He always does when he gives me oral' She replied. 'He then shoved his cock right into me, pumping hard and fast, grabbing my boobs. All the while I was loving this and thinking about telling you when I got home. He then flipped me round face down on the desk and rode me doggy style before pulling out and cumming over my ass.' Angie was wanking my cock faster as she told me this, 'I'm cumming', I growled, she lowered her head to catch the first spurt then swallowed my cock along with the rest of my cum. 'What happened to your panties' I said as my orgasm subsided. 'I told him they were a souveiner, to keep them'. She smiled up at me, sperm dribbling from the corner of her mouth. What a great, sexy wife I have.

Fun with s****r Ch.4

I left the bathroom wearing nothing but a towel around my waist. I was desperately searching for my s****r. She was in here somewhere! I needed more! I walked down the hall that led to her room and her door was open. I looked in and there she was, lying on her bed wearing only a bathrobe. She signaled me to come in to her room and then opened up her robe so I could see her completely naked body. By this time I was a foot away from her. I dropped my towel so she could gaze upon my naked body. She propped herself up, put her hands behind my head and pulled me in for a kiss. Our lips locked, then opened, and our tongues explored each other. She continued to pull me down on top of her and the feeling of our naked bodies touching was amazing. We continued to make out for what seemed like days when my s****r said, "I want you to fuck me." There was no way I was going to say no at this point. I reached a hand down to my crotch to guide my dick inside her, but she stopped me. Instead, she reached her hand down there, wrapped it around my cock, and placed the head inside her pussy. "Now push in slowly." I obliged. I began to push it in ever so slowly, watching her reaction as I did. Her face changed ever so slightly into one of complete pleasure and it aroused me so much. With one of her hands behind my head keeping me close, the other hand was on my ass keeping a slow and steady rhythm. Our eyes were locked on each other as she began to pant and moan a little. "Please, fuck me harder and faster," she whispered. Immediately, her other hand went down to my ass to command me to pick up the pace. My pumping became faster and faster. Her pussy was rising up to meet my cock. She began to get louder and louder. "I'm going to cum soon! Don't stop!" The pace was still quickening as she let out a moan and began cumming. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Oh God yes!!!! I'm cumming all over your cock!!!!" I kept fucking her until I was nearing orgasm. I told her that I was getting close. "I want your cum all over my body. Cum for me now!" I pulled out my cock and stroked it over her stomach and tits. My cum shot out and covered her body with my warm, sticky juices. I collapsed on top of her tired and sweaty. We held each other close and I knew that we were thinking the same thing. With the house to ourselves during the day for the whole summer, this could be one hell of a summer!

Beach

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diary pt2

The doorbell then decided to ring. I walked to the door, frowning in wonder as to who that may be, since no one I knew lived around and I didn't know anyone from around. Looking through the peephole, I saw a sweet looking blonde woman with sparkling green eyes, standing with her hands tucked into a tight pair of jeans, waiting. I smiled and straightened out my clothes. I didn't mind getting to know that cute blonde though. I opened the door and smiled in greeting, "Hi. May I help you?" I asked politely. 'Please,' I added to myself. The blonde smiled, two dimples winking at me from beautiful, rosy cheeks. "Hi. I know this may sound strange, but can I look around the house?" At my look of dismay, she quickly elaborated, "I used to live here when I was little and I was in the neighborhood, so I thought what the hey, maybe I'll take my chances and try to coax the new owner into letting me take a trip down memory lane." She smiled charmingly. I frowned and paused in wonder for a moment, but quickly shook my head. When I saw the crestfallen look on my cute guest's face, I raised a hand to stop her from leaving, rapidly saying, "Sure, no problem. When did you live here? I actually moved in today." I moved aside to allow the happy young woman inside and closed the door. "I'm sorry, where are my manners, I'm Danny." I offered my hand and smiled at the hearty handshake I received. "I'm Jeanie." Oh my God! That was the moment in which I was positive that one could swallow his tongue in full consciousness. I hadn't realized but I began coughing dramatically, trying to get rid of a non-existent irritation. The strong, sure slaps landing on my back brought me back to the present. I was happy to be seeing colors again, instead of that blurry picture of badly mixed shades of a moment before. Jeanie was standing in front of me, brows frowned in worry as she looked me up and down. "Are you ok?" She asked. "Yes..." I wheezed. Hey, I'm an artist, I'm allowed to overreact. "Here, sit down. I'll get you a glass of water." She hurried me to one of the s**ttered boxes, pushing me down gently before rushing off to the kitchen to fetch a glass of lukewarm water. When I landed softly on the box, I felt something bumpy underneath. Reaching my hand to capture the offending object, my eyes grew big with shock. It was the diary; Jeanie's diary! Almost dropping the notebook on the floor in my hasty fumblings, I hurried to stash it in some place. Suddenly, everything was coming back, the scene I had just read, the meaning of Jeanie's visit, and the fact that I had to hide the notebook was the only thing left glaringly obvious in my mind. Before I could find a more suitable place, I heard Jeanie's light footsteps on the ceramic floor. In an instinct borne out of desperation, I tucked the notebook back to its former place; providing my behind a warm, leathery resting place. Folding my hands in my lap, I tried to put the most innocent look I could conjure, on my face. By the time Jeanie made her way back with the glass of water, I looked like I had swollen the canary and eaten the Cheshire cat along the way. Jeanie looked at me with a curious raised eyebrow, "What's with you? Are you sure you're alright?" I nodded enthusiastically, "Yes, yes, fine. Thanks for the water." I said quickly and grabbed hold of the glass, gulping the water down as if I had been in the desert for at least an entire month. Jeanie smiled a bit crookedly, gazing at me in wonder. "Ok..." She drawled. "Do you think I could take a look around the house?" I perked up immediately. I placed the glass down on the floor and said, "Sure. None of my things are here yet so it's pretty empty except for some older stuff left by the last owners. Feel free to look anywhere you want." I gestured her ahead with my hand and got up to follow right behind, grabbing the diary on my way up. Deep down I was hoping she remembered her old diary and perhaps had come looking for it. Maybe that scene left such a lasting impression that now in her late twenties she would be interested in looking back. I know it's probably just my wishful thinking and that I'm way off, but a person can hope, can't he? I was sure though that she indeed remembered the diary and that the depicted scene inside had a monumental effect on the young Jeanie, and perhaps some interesting consequences on the older version. All I can say is, I can't wait to find out. Jeanie roamed around the house in a leisurely pace, grazing her hand almost lovingly on the walls. Moving her gaze from top to bottom, she made sure her eyes captured every single detail of the interior. "Not much has changed really. Just a different color and maybe a little shabbier, but overall it has the same feel." She smiled and entered what I presume to have been her bedroom. Rushing toward the armoire, she squeaked in delight. "I can't believe this is still here. This used to be mine, and this was my room." As if I didn't know that already, I sighed deeply. I couldn't help but follow her around the house like a lost puppy; beautiful women do that to me. My eyes rounded in a mock expression of surprised joy and I nodded like a maniac, "Really? That was yours?" I never said I was any good at acting, I'm only a writer. I watched as Jeanie caressed the dark wood with her soft hand and unconsciously began salivating. It seemed I just couldn't get that scene out of my mind. Shaking my head in anger, I tried to dispel the images and decided the best way to keep my mind out of the gutter would be to actually make some kind of conversation with her. Since she already considered me a freak, there probably wasn't anything I could do to make things worse. Never say never, you say...Well, you're right. "So, where do you live now?" Does that make me sound like a demented stalker? I think not... Jeanie didn't seem to note the possible implications and answered smilingly, "Just across town actually. I always loved this house and I guess subconsciously I just couldn't move too far away from this place." I continued nodding and smiling, a combination that made Jeanie smile queerly in answer. Returning her attention back to her beloved piece of furniture, I decided it was probably time to give her some space and allow her to roam on her own. "Well, you go ahead and look around the house all you want, I'm gonna take care of a few things back in the living room." I managed to make a smooth exit and got back to the living room. Stumbling on one of the boxes, I yelped when I stubbed my toe on something hard. "Damn box..." I muttered as I grabbed Jeanie's diary from the top of the box. "Is everything okay?" I heard Jeanie yell from one of the rooms. "Yeah, I just ran into one of the boxes." Waiting for a few minutes, I realized with relief that she wouldn't be coming to investigate and began scouring the room for an appropriate hiding place. Hearing soft footsteps approaching the living room, I quickly tucked the diary into my pants and covered the evidence with my shirt. Again, Jeanie caught me standing like an idiot in the middle of the room, hands behind my back, looking for the world like the most innocent retarded c***d. Jeanie simply shook her head and said, "Well, thanks for letting me take a look, I really appreciate it. I hope your stay in this house is at least as nice as it was for me." She stepped toward me to shake my hand and prepared to leave. I had to think quickly; there had to be something I could do to make her stay longer or at least to get her to see me again. "Say, would you like to get some coffee together sometime? You know, to talk about the old days, when you used to live here and all." That was the best I could think of. And I call myself a writer... Jeanie smiled crookedly, not really comprehending, "Um, sure. But you just moved in, how could we possibly talk about the 'old days'?" I was beginning to sweat a bit. "Well, I meant the old days for you. When you used to live here, way back when. Those old days." I rambled like an idiot. Do you notice a certain pattern here? Jeanie chuckled slightly, "Oh, those old days. Okay, sounds good. Here's my phone number, call me when you'd like to do this." She handed me a business card with her name and phone number. It said, "Jeanie Byrd, freelance writer." Imagine my surprise. "You're a writer too?" She looked at me in wonder, "Yes. What do you mean too?" "I'm also a writer. I mostly write fiction though." "Really? That's so great. I write just about anything I'm given. Though I do indulge in some fiction writing from time to time." She whispered in a low tone, making me shiver in my boots. So what if I didn't have boots, she still made me shiver. "Okay then, I'll call you." "Great. Talk to you soon. Bye." She said and left. I sighed in both relief and sadness. That afternoon was sure looking up. After Jeanie left, I took the diary out of my pants, note the irony, and laid it somewhere safe. I spent the rest of the day unpacking as much as I could and when it was time to go to bed, I took the diary as my companion. Needless to say that I fell asl**p with that scene firmly embedded into my brain cells, full color and surround sound included. The following week was as hectic as the last for me. I took the time to unpack the rest of my boxes and my new house was finally beginning to look like an inhabited dwelling. It was the weekend when I finally gathered up my courage to pick up the phone and call Jeanie. I had spent every single night of the past week falling asl**p with her diary and dreaming of her beautiful face contorted in ecstasy. You can just imagine what my libido felt like. Sweating profusely and shaking all over, I finally picked up the phone and dialed. When a masculine voice answered I nearly hung up. However, the thought that it might be one of her friends, or her visiting b*****r stopped me. "Hello? May I speak with Jeanie?" I asked smoothly. "Hello. Who's this?" The man asked politely. "Um, this is Danny. I live where she used to when she was little." I explained weakly, in a voice hardly my own. The man on the other end suddenly perked up, "Oh yeah, she told me she saw her old house last week. Well anyhow, here she is." I heard Jeanie asking who was on the phone when he handed her the receiver. "Hello?" Her soft voice reverberated in my ear. "Hi. This is Danny, remember? From the house." "Oh yeah, hi Danny!" I could hear the smile right through. "Um, I was wondering if you'd like to get together for a cup of coffee or something?" I really sucked at this. "Sure, I'm free today if you'd like." I immediately perked up, "Yeah, sounds great. Do you know that place on the corner of 5th street? It's a little diner called Maggie's." "Of course I know it. I used to go there all the time when I was little. Great, so when should I meet you there?" "How about in an hour?" "Perfect. I'll see you there." I hung up; my smile was so large that I thought my face would split in two. The thought that a man had picked up Jeanie's phone had completely disappeared from my mind; for the moment. The diner was in walking distance from my house and I reached the place ten minutes early. Picking out one of the window seats, I plopped on the red vinyl bench and pushed myself all the way toward the wall. I fiddled with the menu, then moved on to the napkins and finally decided to lace my fingers together and simply wait. Finally, right on time, Jeanie arrived. I looked up from the table to see her plop on the couch in front of me and smile. "Hey!" A smile immediately emerged on my lips, "Hi." We sat in silence for a minute until I thought my head might explode if I didn't find something, anything to say. "So, how are you?" You probably can't get any more banal than that. "I'm fine. Been writing a little. I have a new project I'm working on, about traveling and tourism. How about you?" "Oh nothing much. I've been unpacking most of the week and haven't really had the time to write anything. I've started a new novel but I've been lazy about it lately." "Yeah, I know what that's like. When you don't have the muse, you can lose interest. But it comes back, trust me and then it turns out better than ever." I smiled in thanks, "Yeah, been there done that. So, you live alone?" I'm not sure where that question came from, or if I was in my right mind when I asked it, but apparently the sound of that male voice was still ringing loudly in my ears. Jeanie looked at me, puzzled, "Um, no. I live with my boyfriend." She didn't seem to mind the question, but I began to mind my question. Somehow, ignorance seemed better at that moment. Deep down I suspected her having a boyfriend, but I simply refused to allow myself to believe. Now that the truth was staring me in the face, literally, I wasn't sure how to react. "Oh, that's nice." God, I hope I didn't sound like I had swallowed an entire bowl of sour crout, as I imagined I did. "What about you? Have that big house all to yourself?" "Yep, yep. Just me and my lonesome." The conversation seemed to deteriorate from that moment on, until we got our coffees. As we sat drinking leisurely, conversation picked up a bit. I learned many things about Jeanie that day. For instance, I learned she liked sea food, that she enjoyed the movies and a bit of good 'ole country music, that her favorite color was yellow and that she loved reading Victorian novels. I felt like I was on a date with that beautiful woman, until it was time to leave. That was when reality sneaked in and whispered cruelly in my ear, "She's going home to her boyfriend, and you're going home alone." I gritted my teeth as we shook hands. My teeth ground harder, pressing my molars together when she pulled me into a friendly hug and thanked me for the invitation. "We should do this again sometime." She said. I quickly agreed and we parted ways. I wasn't sure if I could stand another such meeting again, but I wasn't sure if I could stand never seeing her again either. As I was sure things would happen, it took me but a few days to call her and ask her out again. From that moment on, we started growing closer, and before either of us realized, we were becoming fast friends. Best friends. We reached a point that a day didn't pass without us having talked to each other at least once. I had met her boyfriend on one of our "dates" and I believe it's needless to say how I felt. I will grudgingly admit he is a decent guy, but I still believe he's not right for her. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I would be perfect for her either. I think no one is good enough for her, but I'm at least better than her boyfriend. Let's just say, the guy never came out with us again after that night. Like I said, it was alright, but it isn't my fault if he felt like a third wheel. It's been two months since that fateful day when I moved into this house. I've grown to love it more and more each day, and it has nothing to do with Jeanie's part in it. I swear. Really. Anyhow, I was partaking in a bit of writing when my phone rang. Knowing that it was probably Jeanie, I rushed to pick it up, "Hey." My heart constricted and jumped into my throat when I heard her sniffle softly, "Hey." "Babe, what's the matter?" I asked, concern lacing my every word. "Me and Ray had a huge fight and I think we just broke up." She said and started crying. "Oh honey, I'm so sorry." No I wasn't. "Want me to come over?" But the friend in me couldn't allow for such suffering on my sweetest friend's part. "No, I don't want to be here right now. Can I come over?" She asked in such a small voice it almost made me start crying myself. "Of course, honey. You know you never have to ask." Fifteen minutes later I heard my doorbell ringing. I pulled open the door and wrapped my arms around the crying figure of my best friend. She was so soft and warm. I loved holding her and it was one of my guilty pleasures. Holding her tightly around the waist, I pulled her to the couch and sat her down. I rocked her for several minutes, whispering soft reassurances into her ear and stroking her silky hair back from her face. I had come out to her at the beginning of our friendship in order to eliminate any possibly awkward situations in the future, and she accepted it smoothly, so I had no qualms about being my true self when I was around her. Though I believe anyone would have acted the same way at the face of such a crisis. Finally, the tears stopped, leaving in their wake tiny hiccups of exhaustion. I pulled back slightly and pushed a few strands of hair away from her face, "Better baby?" She nodded slowly and put her head back on my shoulder. "Want to tell me what happened?" I asked gently. She sniffed and said in a small voice, "He came home from work all pissed off and it seemed like he was looking to start a fight. Then somehow we got to talking about you and he started yelling that I've been spending more time with you than with him." Tears started to flow down her flushed face again. Unable to do anything but offer a shoulder to cry on, I pulled her closer and rocked her until she calmed down. "Then he started accusing me of stuff and we both started yelling until he got up and left." "What did he accuse you of?" She chuckled humorlessly, "He accused me of cheating on him, of causing all his problems. I'm surprised he didn't accuse me of global warming." I chuckled, "Hey, at least you haven't lost your sense of humor." When I got a menacing look topped with a raised eyebrow, I zipped my mouth shut and looked down sheepishly. Jeanie wrapped her arms tighter around my back and burrowed her head deeper into my neck. "I'm sorry. Thank you for being here for me." Smiling, I kissed the top of her blonde head, "Anytime baby. Anytime." We spent the rest of the day doing nothing but eating junk food, watching TV and cuddling on the sofa; my three favorite pass time activities. When it had turned dark outside, Jeanie asked if she could stay. I tried to hide my obvious delight when I answered in a cool and controlled voice, that she was more than welcomed. She hugged me and went to the bathroom to prepare for bed. I swallowed thickly when she stepped out of the bathroom in one of my longer shirts and nothing else. "Can I sl**p here with you?" She asked in a tiny voice. I was positive she was doing this on purpose, torturing poor me, waiting and wanting for me to crack. I gathered my resolve and told I had no problem with that. When she got in bed I was sure I wasn't going to die of old age, since I knew I was going to perish right in that moment. Her small, tight body pressed to mine as she cuddled closely into me. "Comfy?" I asked through the ball of dread lodged in my throat. "Mmm." She murmured contentedly. Her breathing soon evened out as she fell into a deep, relaxed sl**p. It took me several hours of hell to finally relax enough to fall into a light sl**p. However, I was still very much aware of everything that was going on around me. I think it was about 3am when I felt my friend stir. I knew it couldn't have been her hand that was making lazy circles on my stomach, trying to drive me insane. It couldn't possibly be her leg that stretched over mine and lodged itself in between to press intimately into my heated core. I kept telling myself that as her body moved closer still, almost mounting me from the side. Finally, I managed to find my tongue and stuttered, "What...uh...what are you doing? Jeanie?"

The pleasure of older guys!

Having first met with ian a couple of weeks ago, after exchanging details on gaydate tv, we finally had our second meet last night. After our first encounter, which as he requested was more of a tender, mutual pleasuring session. I decided this time that i wanted to show him the more dominant side to my nature and asked him if he was ok with being submissive. Being a larger build guy and a bit of a bear himself he had always played the top role but said that he was willing to succumb to me just so he could experience being dominated by a much younger guy. I always prefer older guys because they tend to be more experimental and willing to give instead of just take. Anyway, at 6pm last night ian arrived at my place, my girlfriend was at work for the night and for a few hours at least, i would have the house to myself. Answering the door to ian in just my tight black boxer shorts i welcomed him in, he seemed older than i remembered from the first time, despite being 52yr old he looked ten years older than that. Looking at him, i suddenly remembered just how good our last meet was, and the pleasure that this guy gave me. Wasting no time in asserting my dominance with him, i ordered ian that he just does as he is told and do not question me!. He nodded almost pathetically in agreement, as i moved towards him, i immediately placed my hand on his crotch, and wrapped it around his soft cock, holding it in my hand squeezing it gently. As i moved closer to him i f***ed him back against the wall of the living room and knowing how much he liked kissing, i leant in to kiss him f***efully on the mouth, squeezing his cock just that bit harder as i did so. Instantly i felt his cock twitch through his smart black trousers, and within seconds his penis had started to grow in my hands, stiffening ever more as my hand started to rub along its length. Ian then tried to reach down for my cock, but as soon as his hands were near it, i pushed them back away and told him he wasn't aloud to touch until i told him so. Kissing and gently biting my way around his neck now, with the stubble feeling abrasive against my lips. I started to unbutton his shirt, as i got half the buttons undone, i parted the shirt and started to lick and flick my tongue around his nipples, reaching for his belt, i then started to unbuckle it. As the belt finally parted, i flicked the button of his between my fingers and they popped open, slipping his button fly down i then slid my hand inside his trousers once again gripping his now hard penis, the head of which had now eased its way out of the side of his briefs which were straining to contain his thick 6in cock. Wriggling my hand just enough to cause his trousers to fall to the floor, i then started to lick and bite his nipples again. As he slipped off his shoes and stepped out of his trousers, he again attempted to reach out and touch my cock, this time i grabbed his wrist and f***ed it back against the wall beside his hip, i pulled his shirt down his arms as i held him there and allowed him to remove it. Finally ian was stood there in just his briefs and with me still in my shorts. As i continued to pin his wrist back against the wall, i started to make my way down his hairy chest and stomach until i was finally on my knees in front of him, leaning in towards him, i ran my tongue over his cock head which was bulging out of the side of his overstretched pants. Ian gasped as he then felt me place one hand on the waistband of his pants and begin to ease them over his throbbing penis as i again licked his cock head, as i lowered them his hard length sprang out in front of me, as i looked at it from such a close range i could see the veins pulsing along his thick shaft, and his flared mushroom head glistening with pre-cum that was beginning to ooze from his piss slit. Now with ian firmly pinned against the wall i began to take his cock into my mouth, sucking just the head to begin with until finally i started to deep throat him, gently raking my teeth along the length of his shaft as i sucked him ever faster and harder, occasionally stopping to run my tongue around his flared cock head and lick my way up the underside of his cock before dipping my mouth back around its length. After a while i stood up and f***efully turned ian around to face the wall, pushing him to lean against it with both hands, now standing there totally naked, i made him bend over slightly to allow me to get my tongue around his tight hole, kneeling behind him now, my tongue probed its way around ians ass, savouring the scent of his clean showered freshness mingled with the hint of his musty pre-cum that was still glistening around his cock head, reaching down and under his thighs i wrapped my hand around his cock and began to slowly wank him, all the time my tongue teased his hole, making it slowly wetter in readiness of my cock easing its way inside of him. I could hear ian moaning with pleasure as my tongue pleasured his tight ass, his enjoyment obvious as he bent further forward allowing me greater access to his hole. After a few minutes i told him that i wanted to feel my cock in his mouth, and that i wanted him to get me nice and hard so that i can fuck his tight ass. He immediately dropped to his knees and having briefly rubbed my cock over the material of my boxers he quickly removed them and finally got his hands around my cock, he took my flaccid cock into his mouth, and with his wet lips he slowly began to suck his way up and down my shaft, with one hand he held my balls and gently rolled them in his hand. Soon my cock started to stiffen as ian worked his expert mouth up and down the length of my cock, dipping his mouth quickly over my cock head as he pulled my foreskin back to expose my hard flared cock head. Wrapping his hand around the base of my cock, he began to wank me as he continued to lick and suck at my head. After several minutes my cock was achingly hard, demanding ian gets up, i then tell him to get on all fours on the sofa. As he knelt on the sofa he pushed his ass out towards me inviting me to ease my cock inside of him. Spitting on my fingers i used them to work his hole, gradually his body relaxed and soon my fingers had loosened him enough for me to ease my hard thick length into him. As my cock slowly filled his ass, i watched as in reached down and started to rub his own cock, finally i was fully inside of him, my pubic hair pressed right against his ass crack, gradually i started fucking him, with long slow strokes to begin with, slowly building up the pace until i was pounding deep into him, my balls slapping against his thighs as i did so. Fucking ian at a relentless pace, it wasn't long before i could hear him groaning with the unmistakeable mixture of pleasure and enjoyable pain. For some twenty minutes i fucked his tight hole, varying from fast deep strokes to more long deliberate slow ones. gradually i felt my cum rising, but not wanting to unload in his ass this time, i pulled out and made ian turn around and kneel on the floor in front of me. Ordering him to play with his own cock, i then wrapped my hand around my own length and began to masturbate just inches from his mouth, as my cum started to rise along the length of my shaft i looked down and watched ian wanking, before finally demanding him to open his mouth for me. A few strokes of my cock later i shot my hot thick load, spurt after spurt covering ians face, and chest, some even spurting into his mouth as i thrust my cock towards his face. As my orgasm passed, i looked down at ian and watched as he licked my cum from his lips and swallowed what had made its way into his welcoming mouth. For a moment he seemed to just kneel there enjoying the feeling of my thick cum sliding its way down his throat. Now it was ians turn, As he stood up, we kissed, and instantly i could taste my cum on his lips. Turning for him to follow me, i knelt on the sofa and having leant over i spread my ass wide and looked back at him and demanded he fucks me, telling him "do what you want with me", he didn't need telling twice! Part two follows shortly...

Mom fucked by barber and his friend

Hello, I am HARSHA I found this site just by surfing in net. Amnew to this site. I am 15 years of age and studyingin 10th standard. Am from Hyderabad .Now am posting my real story which had happened 2 years ago that mean when am 13 years of age. Now I will tell about my f****y, my f****y is a small f****y consisting of 3 members that is my dad, mom and me. Ours is a middle class f****y and dad will do textile business and mom is a house wife. Here the story begins…… My mother’s name is Archana and her age is 35.She a beautiful women of good figure and fair in colour. Her sizes are 36-25-35. This incident happened when she was 33.at that time one day while taking bath she had slipped and fallen in bathroom. Her head had a bad inner injury that means no bl**d and injury the internal part got damaged. My dad took her to the hospital. There the doctor examined her and conducted some tests on her head. After some time by seeing the reports he said the problem. The problem was that due to hard hit on the head she will be fainting (becoming unconscious) daily for at least 6 -7 hours. He also said that this can be cured by using some tablets and my dadfelt very happy and took the prescription and took mom to home. He went out to get the medicines which were prescribed by the doctor and told me to look after my mom. Mom was usually at that time and started to cook but after some time she was walking unsteadily and fallen down unconsciously. I was in fear and went to herat that small age I don’t know what to do and I started crying and waited for my father to come. After some time my father came I saw me crying I told the matter he told me about my mom’s condition and not to worry about it. So I stopped crying and my dad went in and lifted my mom and placed her on the bed and tried to wake her up by sprinkling water on her face but she did not wake up. Then he called to the doctor and told the condition. Then the doctor said she will wake after 6-7 hours and not to be tensed. So my father left her and went to prepare our lunch. This is my mom’s condition at that time. As days are passing on and every day my mom used to faint and we did not feel tensed and got habituated to that. Afterone month my dad has to go to Bombay to get stock for the cloth shop. So he advised me to take care of my mom and said that he will return the next day. He gave me some money and told to get food from hotel if my mom doesn’t cook and also told that when my mom wakes up you shave the hair that had grown under her hands and at her pussy. At that time I don’t know what pussy is so my father showed me and went. So I closed my house doors and mom was seeing TV. As usual after some time mom was fainted and I struggled hard to place her on bed. Then the time was4:30 in the evening. Then I went to see TV and after some time I got remembered as my dad said to shave her hair under hands and at pussy so first I went to my mom who was in a sl**ping condition( fainted) and lifted her saree up to her pussy and saw lots of hair . The hair is like a forest so I thought that I can’t shave it so I took the house lock and locked my house and went to a barber shop. There the barber shop was very busy and at last I went to a barberand told me to come to my house to shave. I didn’t tell about the whole matter. The barber thought that to shave for my dad so he asked his friend to accompany him. I and the barber and his friend went to my house. I opened the lock and we entered the house. Then I told him about my mother’s condition and the places where to shave on her. He asked where my dad was. I told him that he went to Bombay and will return tomorrow. While am telling I saw his face and his friends face glowing with happiness. Then the barber’s friend got a phone call and told the barber that he will come back soon. After his friend went out,the baber took the shave blade and shaving gel from his kit. As it was summer season I didn’t switch on fan my mom’s body is full of sweat. First the barber removed her saree pallu I was just seeing it from a side. Then he stretched her hands and there was lot of sweat. He smelt that sweat and licked it then I asked him what he was doing he told that before shaving we should do like that then I kept quite. Then he touched my mom’s boobs on blouse. At first he feared whether she would wake up but she didn’t. He rubbed her breast well and kissed her stomach and navel and for 15 min. I told him shall I remove her blouse to shave? He then said no need and he will only remove. I said ok. Then he removed my mom’s blouse and saw her white bra. Then he pressed her boobs with his both hands for 5 min and started licking and kissing her boobs on bra. Then he turned her around and kissed her back and remover her bra nods’. Then I asked why he is removing that also. He said that bra may spoil if hair falls on it. So I again keptquite. He removed her bra and made her half nude. He then kissed and bitten her nipples and sucked them. Then he got up and removed her saree. Now she was only in petticoat. He then removed that petticoat also. Now she is in her white panty. He stretched her legs and started licking her pussy on panty only then he came aside and removed all his dress and became nude I saw his cook which was like a rod of 9 inches. Then I asked why he became nude. He said that his dress will spoil. So I got back. Then he came to mom and removed her panty. He licked her haired pussy and fingered in it. Then he without waiting put his cook in her pussy and fucked her like a mad dog. If my mom was if conscious she would definitely have died due to pain. Then I asked what he was doing? He said if we fuck like this the hair will cut easily. So I kept quite again. Then he lifted my mom and somehow kept her in a doggy style and told me to hold her without falling down. I obeyed his words and hold her. He then took his hand in his hand and slowly kept is cook in my mom’s ass it didn’t go as her ass was very tight since my dad didn’t fuck her ass. He then used his full f***e and pushed his cook. His cook has entered fully and bl**d started coming out of mom’s ass. I got feared and asked why bl**d is coming he said it’s natural to come and cooled me. He kept fucking her very hard and the bed sheet was filled with bl**d then someone knocked the door it was his friend. He came in and saw mom getting ass fuck by his friend. He hastily came and removed all his dress and came to mom and started scolding his friend for not calling his. His friend then kissed my mom’s lips then boobs nave and pussy. He told his friend to get up. He got up and slept on the bed his friend lifted mom by opening her ass then placed her on the barbers cook. The barbers cook correctly entered into her ass hole. Then the barber’s friend bent and licked her pussy and put his cook in mom’s pussy. Now I went to them what the hell they were doing. The barber told all they are doing to avoid pain during hair cut. So I again got back and kept seeing this sandwich fuck to mom. After that they shaved mom’s hair and fucked her again till night and while going they took moms photos with my cell and they cum all over mom’s body. I told them to help me to take my mom to bath. They told that they will only make her bath. Then while bathing they again fucked her in bathroom. Mean while I removed the bed sheet and placed another bed sheet. Then after some time they came out of the bathroom with my unconscious mom. I got a new saree, bra, petticoat and a panty from the cupboard. The barber and his friend helped me in dressing my mom and placed her on bed and kissed her on her lips andthey told me that they will go. I told them to stay so that I will get food from a hotel for me and my mom. They agreed and I went leaving my mom and them at home. I returned home after 1 hour and opened the door and saw that the barber and his friend fucking my mom again. When I came they dressed my mom again and they went. From that day due to my foolishness mom got fucked by many. I will post my next story of my mom in next episode. If u all readers encourage me by sending me ur mails and opinions I will post my mom’s pics also. My mail is harsha.yahoo.reddy@gmail.com. I will be waiting for your response. Thank you. Yours HARSHA. Helooo, I am HARSHA I found this site just by surfing in net. Am new to this site. I am 15 years of age and studying my 10 standard. Am from Hyderabad .Now am posting my real story which had happned 2 years ago that mean when am 13 years of age. Now I will tell about my f****y, my f****y is a small f****y consisting of 3 members that is my dad , mon and mee. Ours is a middle class f****y and dad will do textile business and mom is a house wife.Here the story begins…… My mother’s name is Archana and her age is 35.She a beautiful women of good figure and fair in colour. Her sizes are 36-25-35. this incident happned when she was 33.at that time one day wile taking bath she had slipped and fallen in bathroom. Her head had a bad inner injury that means no bl**d and injury the internal part got damaged. My dad took her to the hospital. There the doctor examined her and conducted some tests on her head . after some time by seeing the reports he said the problem. The problem was that due to hard hit on the head she will be fainting (becoming unconcious) daily for at least 6 -7 hours. He also said that this can be cured by using some tablets and my dad felt very happy and took the prescription and took mom to home. He went out to get the medicines which were prescribed by the doctor and told me to look after my mom. Mom was usually at that time and started to cook but after some time she was walking unsteadily and fallen down unconsciously. I was in fear and went to her at that small age I don’t know what to do and I started crying and waited for my father to come. After some time my father came I saw me crying I thol the matter he told me about my mom’s condition and not to worry about it. So I stoped crying and my dod went in and lifted my mom and placed her on the bed and tried to wake her up by sprinkling water on her face but she did not wake up. Then he called to the doctor and told the condition. Then the doctor said she will wake after 6-7 hours and not to be tensed. So my father left her and went to prepare our lunch. This is my mom’s condition at that time. As days are passing on and every day my mom used to faint and we did not feel tensed and got habituated to that. After one month my dad has to go to Bombay to get stock for the cloth shop. So he advised me to take care of my mom and said that he will return the next day. He gave me some money and told to get food from hotel if my mom dosent cook and also told that when my mom wakes up you shave the hair that had grown under her hands and at her pussy. At that time I don’t know what is pussy so my father showed me and went . so I closed my house doors and mom was seeing tv. Asusual after some time mom was fainted and I struggled hard to place her on bed. Then the time was4:30 in the evening. Then I went to see tv and after some time I got remembered as my dad said to shave her hair under hands and at pussy so first I went to my mom who was in a sl**ping condition( fainted) and lifted her saree upto her pussy and saw lots of hair . the hair is like a forest so I thought that I cant shave it so I took the house lock and locked my house and went to a barber shop. There the barber shop was very busy and at last I went to a barber and told me to come to my house to shave . I didn’t tell about the whole matter. The barber thought that to shave for my dad so he asked his friend to accompany him. I and the barber and his friend went to my house . I opened the lock and we entered the house. Then I told him about my mother’s condition and the places where to shave on her.He asked where my dad was? I told him that he went to Bombay and will return tomoro. While am telling I saw his face and his friends face glowing with happiness. Then the barbers friend got a phone call and told the barber that he will come back soon. After his friend went out the baber took the shave blade and shaving gel from his kit. As it was summer season I didn’t switch on fan my mom’s body is full of sweat. First the barber removed her saree pallu I was just seeing it from a side. Then he stretched her hands and there was lot of sweat. He smelt that sweat and licked it then I asked him what he was doing he told that before shaving we should do like that then I kept quite. Then he touched my mom’s boobs on blouse. At first he feared whether she would wake up but she didn’t . he rubbed her breast well and kissed her stomach and navel and for 15 min. I told him shall I remove her blouse to shave? He then said no need and he will only remove. I said ok. Then he removed my mom’s blouse and saw her white bra. Then he pressed her boobs with his both hands for 5 min and started licking and kissing her boobs on bra. Then he turned her around and kissed her back and remover her bra noods. Then I asked why he is removing that also. He said that bra may spoil if hair falls on it. So I again kept quite. He removed her bra and made her half nude. He then kissed and bitten her nipples and sucked them. Then he got up and removed her saree . now she was only in petticote . he then removed that petticote also. Now she is in her white panty. He stretched her legs and started licking her pussy on panty only then he same a side and removed all his dress and became nude I saw his cook which was like a rod of 9 inches. Then I asked why he became nude. He said that his dress will spoil. So I got back. Then he came to mom and removed her panty. He licked her haired pussy and fingered in it. Then he without waiting put his cook in her pussy and fucked her like a mad dog. If my mom was if conscious she would definetly have died due to pain. Then I asked what he was doing? He said if we fuck like this the hair will cut easily. So I kept quite again. Then he lifted my mom and some how kept her in a doggy style and told me to hold her without falling down. I obeyed his words and hold her. He then took his hand in his hand and slowly kept is cook in my mom’s ass it didn’t go as her ass was very tight since my dad didn’t fuck her ass. He then used his full f***e and pushed his cook. His cook has entered fully and bl**d started coming out of mom’s ass. I got feared and asked why bl**d is coming he said its natural to come and cooled me . he kept fucking her very hard and the bedsheet was filled with bl**d then some one knocked the door it was his friend. He came in and saw mom getting ass fuck by his friend. He hastily came and removed all his dress and came to mom and started scolding his friend for not calling his. His friend then kissed my mom’s lips then boobs nave and pussy. He told his friend to get up.he got up and slept on the bed his friend lifted mom by opening her ass then placed her on the barbers cook. The barbers cook correctly entered into her ass hole. Then the barbers friend bent and licked her pusse and put his cook in mom’s pussy . now I went to them what the hell they was doing. The barber told all they are doing to avoid pain during hair cut. Soo I again got back and kept seeing ths sandwitck fuck to mom. After that they shaved moms hair and fucked her again till nite and while going they took moms photos with my cell and they cum all over moms body. I told them to help me to take my mom to bath. They told that they will only will make her bath . then while bathing they again fucked her in bath room . Mean while I removed the bedsheet and placed another bed sheet. Then after some time the came out of the bathroom with my unconscious mom . I got a new saree ,bra , petticote and a panty from the cupboard. The barber and his friend helped me in dressing my mom and placed her on bed and kissed her on her lips and they told me that they will go. I told them to stay so that I will get food from a hotel for me and my mom. They agreed and I went leaving my mom and them at home. I returned home after 1 hour and opened the door and saw that the barber and his friend fucking my mom again. When I came they dressed my mom again and they went. From that day due to my foolishness mom got fucked by many. I will post my next story of my mom in next episode. If u all readers encourage me by sending me ur mails and openions I will post my mom’s pics also . my mail is harsha.yahoo.reddy@gmail.com. I will be waiting for your response. Thank you. Your’s HARSHA.

fantasy about medical

I sat on the couch waiting to be called. A man in a white coat opened the door, looked at the papers in his hand and said "Miss Smith? Come this way." I followed him into the room. "Have a seat." He said, indicating the exam table. I sat down, put my hands in my lap and looked at him. He was a handsome man in his early forties with a shaved head and sexy, chocolate brown eyes. "I am Dr. John." He said shaking my hand briefly. "What can I do for you today?" "Well, I have this friend...and I want to make sure that I please him." I said nervously. "In what way do you want to make sure that he is pleased?" Dr. John says looking at me. "I want to make sure I feel right. I want to make sure I taste right, look right. I want to make sure I can perform properly for him." I say feeling a small tingle between my legs. "In what areas do you want me to examine? Do you have a problem in a certain area?" Dr. John asked, looking me over. "In whatever areas my friend might want me to perform. I don't think I have any problems. But, that is what I want you to tell me." I said looking into his eyes. "Well then I think you need a full body exam." He said laying his papers down and going to the sink. "Please remove all of your clothing and lay down on the table" I quickly removed my clothing and lay them over the extra chair in the room then laid down on the table. As I stared at the ceiling, I heard him making small noises that indicated he was preparing for my examination. He walked to the table, stood by my stomach area and said, "There are several tests that I can perform to determine if your body will be satisfactory to your lover. The first will be visual. I can see your eyes are bright and clear. Your mouth is full and the lips are generous and pouty. Open your mouth." I complied by opening my mouth wide. "Yes, your mouth and throat are deep and wide." He said as he peered into my mouth. " Your breasts are full and quite a bit more than a handful. Your skin all over is a nice pale, ivory with pink patches in all of the right places." His eyes moved further down my body. "Your pubic region is trimmed nicely and...oh I see you have shaved the lips bare. Very nice." He stated. "Lips are pink and full. Hmm...very nice." He picked up his chart and made several scribbles on it. He put the chart back down, looked at me and said, "Let's move onto the rest of the exam. Now you must understand, I will not wear gloves for this test because I must be able to feel you body with my hands and fingers. Gloves prevent that." I nodded my understanding. He placed his warm hands on my breasts, rubbing and squeezing them gently. His eyes focused on my breasts as his touches became firmer. "Let's see how your breasts taste." He said as his mouth came down on my breast. His hot mouth fastened on my breast, sending shivers through my body. "Mmmm." I felt his tongue flick my nipple and then lightly bite it. "Your nipples are very hard. Wonderful response." He said, moving onto my other breast. His hands kneaded and caressed my breasts and nipples skillfully as he murmured his approval. He removed his hands from my tingling breasts and moved down to the end of the table between my feet. He pulled the stirrups out of the table. "Now scoot all the way down and put your feet in the stirrups." I did as instructed. "Spread your legs wide." I let my knees and thighs relax so that I was open wide for his examination. I immediately felt his fingers caressing my pubic area. His fingers stroked the satiny softness of my shaved skin. "Hmm...nice and smooth. I am going to take a closer look." He said as he spread my lips open to peer at my distended clit. "Oh yes...very good. Your clit is nice and swollen, begging to be touched." I felt his finger circle around and around my clit, sending shudders of anticipation through my body. "Very good." He murmured. I then felt his warm breath on me. His wet tongue licked me up and down in wide strokes, then he zeroed in on my clit. He sucked and bit my clit making me moan with pleasure. He pulled his mouth from me and I felt him insert a finger into me. "Yes...very, very nice. You are hot and very wet. Very pleasing." He slowly pumped his finger in and out of me. His other hand came up to rub my clit as his finger started to pump faster into me. My body stared to tingle even more as I felt an orgasm build inside me. I felt another finger added to his pumping. His other hand rubbed and flicked my clit harder now. My orgasm was about to ready to explode. I closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling he was giving me, and soon the waves and spasms of my pleasure shook my body. "Excellent. Excellent. Let's continue." He said as he turned to the counter behind him. "I need lubrication for this part of the exam." He returned with a large tube of lube and proceeded to lube his finger generously. "Your friend will want to access this part of your body also." I felt his finger probe around my ass. "Yes...nice and tight." He said looking up at me. His finger pushed against me a little harder. Finally, with one shove, his finger was in my dark hole to his knuckle. It felt wonderful. He worked his finger in and out as I began to relax. "Yes, yes. Relax and this will be better for you." He encouraged. "It will help if your friend rubs your clit." He said as I felt his other hand begin to dance on my clit. "Let's see how much you can accommodate." He paused, then I felt another finger press against me. He inched both of his fingers into me. Soon he had resumed his pumping of my ass. I felt his fingers widen, stretching me open."Oh yes, very good." he praised. Suddenly he stopped, looked at me and said, "Shall we continue the exam?" "Yes, please. Please don't stop. Continue." I begged, wanting his attentions to proceed. "Fine. Let's see how your friend will feel inside you, shall we?" He asked as he unzipped his pants. His thick cock sprung out proudly. "Take your feet from the stirrups and turn over." I did as directed, bending over and laying my upper body on the table, my feet on the pedestal.He stepped onto the pedestal at the end of the table and I felt his fingers probe for my opening and then his cock replaced his fingers. He slowly eased his hard cock into my wetness. He let out a small groan of pleasure. "Oh yes. Very good." He said huskily. His fingers were back to playing with my clit as he began to rhythmically push in and out of me. I had the wonderful feeling that his cock was filling and expanding me. I felt his finger probe around my ass again and then ease back into my dark passage. Now, both of my entrances were being pumped open, to my great pleasure. "Oh yes." He moaned and grabbed my shoulder and f***efully plowed into me. "Harder!" I begged. Harder and rougher he drove into me, mercilessly pounding me with his cock. My orgasm erupted over my entire being, causing me to suck his cock even deeper into me. I screamed with my pleasure. He abruptly pulled from me saying, "Get on your knees and show me how you will please your friend with your mouth." I did as instructed, kneeling on the cold, floor as he presented me with his wet cock. I greedily took it into my mouth, sucking it in deeply. I tongued around his head as my hand massaged his balls. His moans of pleasure became grunts of impending orgasm and I began to suck harder on his cock. Abruptly, he pulled out of my mouth and started to pump his shaft on his own. "Lean back a little." He said. I leaned back on my heels, waiting for the explosion. He groaned and I felt his hot, wet seed spray onto my neck and breasts. After cleaning myself up and dressing, he gave me my assessment. "I believe, considering your willingness to please and your physical capabilities, your friend will be very please indeed." He looked at me and gave me a big smile. "Very pleased."

The death of me on the sunset strip

The death of me on the sunset strip a short story by pelnarsarah coming in from the hot dusty weather, Jamie lifted the canteen over her head water poured over her long black loosely curled hair making it cling to her rock hard body underneath her army green wife beater and gun belt hanging from her shoulder. Zombie brains washed down to the floor and floated down the stream on the concrete. What's for dinner bitch? she jokingly says to Lucy, Lucy had stayed home to cook a dead dog they found on the street on a scavenger hunting mission they did earlier, Jamie had brought back a box of baby wipes and pine sol. not really a large find but it was what was left in a collaspt doller tree up the hill and down the street. Dead dog....yummy. As she pulled a piece of the carcass on a piece of rebar and bricks holding it up. They ate the dog and later they laid down by the fire they made, Jamie rubbed her belly, that’s some damn good cookin mamma, Lucy looked up at her from where she lay on Jamie’s breast. I can do a lot more than cook Lucy says and she turned to face Jamie, looking into her eyes, she put her hands on the sides of Jamie’s pants, pulling as Jamie raised her body, they kissed passionately, by the fire, Lucy was going down on Jamie and Jamie had her hand in Lucy’s hair the fire and heat made the two girls glow and the cold desert air outside creeping in made their nipples rock hard. to keep warm they kept there rabbit fur boots on, rolling around on old mattress and dirty bedding they seemed to not notice the chaos and bizarreness of the situation and for that moment forgot themselves completely their minds were on each other as Jamie’s hands went between Lucy’s legs and three fingers plunged in and out of her, Lucy whimpering in pleaser and Jamie pumped and pumped and pumped, sweat beaded down Jamie’s back as the fire crackled at her back. then lucy made a loud orgasmic scream that broke the semi silence of the night, all around the tin shed they could hear scratching and moaning in all directions, they had been spotted by zombies, fuck! jamie said. lucy stood up and they stressed to get up and get there gear, do you have to be that loud everytime i make your muffin wet? lucy picked up a gun that was bigger that she was, fuck yeah, I do! lets kill some dead fuckers! "your really eager tonight whats gotin into you?" jamie asked. Zombie killin makes me horny you know that. Your horny again mamma? haha, wasnt i enough for you? Nothings enough for this pussy, honey. lets go get em. jamie pressed a button the left of her when the reached the main garage door, it rumbled and sqeeked until it was about half way up, jamie and lucy held hands and ducked under the garge door and ran out. shooting screaming, going out in style. the death of me on the sunset strip a short story by pelnarsarah

Rachel: Fire and Innocence - Part 2 - The Fun Begi

Rachel: Fire and Innocence - Part 2 – The Fun Begins When I opened my eyes, I looked up to see Rachel straddling my outstretched body, and patting my bare chest with a cool, damp wash cloth. I could feel a cool cloth folded on my forehead, and another one behind my neck. I could also see right down Rachel’s dress, as she leaned over me. Her breasts were perfectly round and firm and her nipples were aroused. She asked me how I was feeling, poor thing, as she continued to administer her version of first aid. As Harry reentered the living room carrying three plush robes, Rachel suggested that perhaps it was the champagne that didn’t agree with me. As I nodded my head in agreement, I could see a clear smirk on Harry’s face. He knew better, but he didn’t betray me. As they helped me to my feet, Harry suggested we all take a deep breath, and maybe slow the pace down a little. After all, we had the whole weekend ahead of us. He issued each of us a long, white robe (gifts from Rachel), and suggested we all take our clothes off and wrap up in the robes. Out of politeness, I turned away from Rachel as she hiked her slinky black dress up her body and over her head. I busied myself with disrobing, then, heard her emit a low whistle towards me, and say “Very Nice”! Upon realizing that she was looking at my tight teen ass when she uttered those two words made me blush all over again, like the shy, awkward 14 year old that I was. Soon, Rachel and I were seated together on the couch, and Harry went to fetch us a pot of tea. I was feeling calmer with each passing minute, and the cozy robe acted as a kind of security blanket. Rachel turned towards me on the sofa, and took my hand. She told me that she didn’t want me to get the wrong idea about her. Out on the road, she was the quite the proper young lady. After all, she had a squeaky clean image to protect. But, she also had her private life too, and she was fiercely protective of it. From what she heard from Uncle Harry, it sounded like I was someone who was loyal, and trustworthy. She asked me outright if I was willing to help keep her private life secret, and I nodded my head reassuringly. She smiled one of her radiant smiles, and said she was glad, because she really thought I was cute, and she hoped we could have some fun together. When Harry returned with the tea service, he proposed that we keep our first session simple. We would limit ourselves strictly to our bodies. No toys, gadgets, food, or other props were permitted. Rachel and I both agreed, and somehow I thought I could handle the situation better, now that we all agreed on the boundaries. I found out soon enough that it still wasn’t going to be a walk in the park. After all, I had never sat this close to any gorgeous girl in my whole life, much less a professional model who was naked under her robe. Rachel scooted over closer to me on the couch, and Henry took over my chair, camera in hand. She looked me dead in the eye, as she slipped her delicate hand into the fold in my robe, and caressed my cock. I’m sure she was amused by the look of surprise on my face. I jumped back a little in reaction, but she snuggled even closer to me, and cooed some soft nothings that I was unable to process in my overloaded brain. She soothed me and giggled softly, as she slowly untied my robe, and dr**ed it open for the entire world to see. And there it was. My vulnerable friend was up and standing at the ready, practically begging for attention. I felt the first flash go off in my eyes, but before long I was oblivious to Harry’s camera work. Rachel bent over my lap, and began running her luxurious tongue around my cock head, and up and down my shaft. There are no words to describe the feeling. Nirvana, Utopia, Eden, Heaven…none of those concepts even came close to the euphoria I experienced. I sat motionless, as Rachel straddled my lap. She reached up and slid the robe off my shoulders, and began kissing me gently on my forehead, my neck, and down my chest. Her lips felt light touch of butterflies, only steaming hot. She paused briefly to shed her own robe completely, then renewed her sensuous journey down my belly, and finally back to my proud member. I drew my breath in sharply as she planted her full lips firmly on my cock head, and went to work. I lay under her, helpless to protest against her advances (like that would ever happen!), as she took more and more of my cock into her mouth. I watched her pretty head bob up and down on my pulsating cock, her tempo increasing as she sucked me a little harder with each new plunge of her head. No one in the room was surprised when, in a few short minutes, her head stopped bobbing, and her throat started swallowing my load. My ass began bouncing a foot up off the sofa in time with her sucking mouth. And then it was over, and I slumped back into the sofa cushions. Catching my breath, I faintly heard Rachel remark that I tasted good, as she licked her lips, and stood up in front of me. Now, it’s my turn, she announced. With that, she stood up on the couch, straddling my heaving chest, turned around to face Harry, and knelt down, with one knee on either side of me. Her clean, shiny pussy lips were inches from my face, and I couldn’t have had a better view of her girl parts if I had binoculars. After a few quick moments of close visual scrutiny, I proceeded to do what anyone else in my position would do. The instant I touched her clit with my virginal tongue (with girls, anyway), her pussy lips quivered, and she flung her long hair back towards me. Harry clicked away with his camera. I began to lick her love machine with vigor, and I delighted in feeling her body wiggle and squirm in response. Rachel dropped her butt down towards my face, silently presenting her sweet, tight ass hole for me to enjoy. I licked around the outside of her hole, and she pressed her ass back tighter against my face, rotating it in search of my tongue. I reached my hands up and spread her velvety cheeks wide. I located her bull’s eye, and began darting the tip of my tongue in and out, going as deep as I could go. I became aware of the presence of her finger feverishly rubbing her swollen clit with one hand, while kneading her bouncing tits with her other hand. Shortly, she began gyrating her ass wildly, and moaning loudly. I prepared myself for what was about to happen, as she folded her body over and pressed her pussy hard into my face, almost suffocating me. The entire sofa seemed to jump up and down, as her hot girl cum filled up my mouth and overflowed all over my face, trickling down into my ears. I didn’t mind even one little bit. I was so proud of bringing my first girl to orgasm, that Rachel could have stayed plastered to my face for all eternity, for all I cared. In fact, I thought, if she really did suffocate me, I would consider it a life well spent. When Rachel finally began to breathe a little easier, she stepped off the couch, turned around towards me, bent over and kissed me on my glistening lips. She looked me straight in the eyes with her beaming smile, and told me I was wonderful. Then, she stood up, gave my leg a playful caress, and padded down the hall naked to the bathroom. Harry tossed me one of the damp wash cloths, and asked me what I thought so far. There was no way to find words adequate enough to express my feelings or thoughts, or anything else, for that matter. I just smiled at him, as I cleaned Rachel’s sticky love juices from my face and ears. Harry told me I hadn’t seen anything yet. Wait until she warms up a little, he went on. She had a fire burning inside her that he’d never seen before in any woman, and she wasn’t the least bit inhibited about her sexuality. She was especially fond of anal sex, he said, and I shouldn’t be surprised if she asks for a little rough stuff. She really was a sweet and agreeable young lady, but don’t let her innocent façade fool me, he warned. When Rachel returned, her hair was still damp from the quick shower she took. She immediately knelt down in front of her Uncle Harry, opened his robe and began to fondle his awakening cock. It became fully erect in no time, and Rachel gave it a thorough tongue lashing. She stood up and took Harry’s hand, helping him to his feet. She took his robe from him, and motioned for him to lie on the floor. She faced him, knelt down straddling his hips, and positioned her pussy over top of his erect cock. Then, she settled her lithe body down on it, and began to roll her ass around slowly. As she worked his cock deep inside her, she called me over and told me to sit on Uncle Henry’s mouth, facing her. I got down on my knees and straddled his head, and Harry started licking my ass hole. I watched Rachel closely as she began fucking Uncle Harry’s cock with more f***e and authority. It was exciting enough just watching her perform with such abandon, but having Harry’s tongue racing around my ass hole to boot, was almost more than I could stand. Just when I thought it couldn’t get any better, Rachel reached her arms back behind her and placed her hands on Uncle Harry’s knees. She arched her back, and pointed her bobbing tits right at me, and told me to slap them! I didn’t believe what I was hearing at first, but I snapped to it when she told me again. I reached out and slapped her right tit rather meekly. I certainly had no interest in hurting this beautiful Goddess in any way. Harder, she ordered. I slapped her left breast with a little more f***e, and she just shook her head, all the while fucking her Uncle Harry like there was no tomorrow. Not like that, she complained, use your backhand, and swing your arm back and forth with gusto…I want to feel your hard fingernails sting my nipples, she instructed. I mustered up all my strength, and started swinging my arm in earnest, delivering blow after blow to her reddening tits with each new stroke. Rachel groaned, and encouraged me to keep it up, shouting the word YES over and over, as she rode Uncle Harry’s man cock like she was a rodeo pro. I was getting to the point of another explosion myself, and I stood up and buried my throbbing cock down her throat, just as she began jumping up and down on Harry like a rabbit in heat. I don’t know if the three of us spewed our loads simultaneously, but it was darn close. As Uncle Harry moaned loudly under Rachel’s spastic, jerking pussy, I grabbed her head tightly between my hands. I jammed my cock deep into the back of her throat, fucking her mouth so fiercely, that I surprised myself. I produced a truckload of young cum, and I delighted in watching her throat attempt to gulp it all down. Finally, I collapsed to the floor, and I listened as Harry and Rachel raced down climax highway together. The silence lasted for several minutes, and our three spent bodies were sprawled on the floor chaotically, as everyone concentrated on restoring our natural breathing. Rachel sat up first, massaging her tender breasts, and she absolutely glowed with that freshly fucked look. Her wide, angelic eyes literally sparkled, as she thanked us both for our efforts on her behalf. She thanked us? Please! After a short recovery period, Rachel crawled over to me and sat up on her haunches. She took my hand, and put me in the same position, facing her. She asked me if I would kiss and lick her abused tits, seeing as how I made them sore with my vicious slapping. She laughed, and arched her back so I could work my tongue magic on them. She took my hands, wrapped them around behind her body, and placed them on her hard buttocks. I massaged her ass cheeks as I continued to make her titties feel all better for her. She whispered in my ear that she wanted me to make her hurt back there too. I had another full erection in an instant. Rachel spun around and put her head on her arms resting on the floor, presenting her willing ass to me unashamedly. I eagerly accepted her not so subtle invitation, and slowly licked up and down her crack. She purred and cooed, and soon she reached back and spread her ass cheeks open wide. I locked my lips on her ass hole, and sucked hard while I teased her hole with the tip of my tongue. She gasped loudly, shook her head, and scolded me for torturing her. Please give my ass a good sound thrashing, I heard her implore. I stood up over her, spread my legs on either side of her undulating hips, took careful aim, and penetrated her ass with my hard cock. She let out a yelp, and I backed off some, but she used her ass muscles to suction my cock deeper and deeper into her rectum, demanding that I fuck her ass but good. I went about pumping her ass hole with all the determination I could muster. All I heard from her drooling lips was “faster”, and “harder”, spurring me on to frenzy- fuck her. I felt Harry kneeling behind me, licking my ass furiously as I gave Rachel’s hot ass all I could give. He slid his finger into my anal canal, and gave me a spirited reaming. As I was busy concentrating on servicing Rachel, Harry stood up behind me, and pushed his cock head into my glory hole, pressing deeper with each stroke, until he was fucking me full bore, in time with my cock fucking Rachel. We would have made the Synchronized Swim team jealous, I’m sure. Soon, I could hear Rachel’s cries of “Yes! Yes!” once again, as she bucked her ass against my invader pounding her without consideration. I couldn’t believe how exhilarating it felt to fuck someone while being fucked at the same time. Whoever invented sex was my hero, I thought, as Harry pulled out of me and appeared in front of my face. Without hesitation, he grabbed my head and stabbed my mouth with his convulsing cock. I swallowed his load as best I could, given that fact that I was getting closer to my own orgasm, as Rachel’s ass writhed under me. As I licked Harry’s softening cock clean, Rachel was the next one to go off. She gasped and groaned, and muttered incoherent phrases as she furiously fingered her clit to orgasm. Her Uncle Harry positioned his head between her legs, and licked her pussy lips furiously. Her body went absolutely berserk, as she delivered her sweet cum load into his mouth with spurt after spurt of hot juices. That was plenty enough stimulation for me, as I felt the pressure in my own cock build to a raging crescendo. I abandoned Rachel’s ass and ran around in front of her. She met me with open mouth, and I wasted no time with pleasantries. I grabbed her head and slapped her face back and forth a few times before I rammed my exploding cock down her throat, and watched as she eagerly gulped and swallowed every drop of cum I had to offer. As we all sat on the floor recovering, Harry suggested we take a break, shower, and have some supper. Then we could decide what we wanted to do next. “Bring on the toys!” Rachel declared enthusiastically and without hesitation.