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Well after my holiday with my mum and aunty to the Greek islands in September, my husband had been fucking me day and night. He loved me telling him about the night at the restaurant and how it had turned into a night of me being gangfucked legless. He liked to hear how I had begged for more cock, how the women had used bottles to fuck me, how they had whipped and pissed over my naked body, and lastly how the men had said they should have had me fucking a donkey.
Since my mum had told him about it, he had mentioned it several times and how about arranging it if I was still game. He said my mum and aunty had asked when he was going to arrange another gang bang for me as they were keen to see me being fucked by a lot of men again, and had mentioned about me taking on a donkeys or horses cock.
I told Chas that I had been fantasizing about what it would be like to be held under one, naked, legs apart, it’s huge cock sliding in and out of my cunt. You’re a dirty slut he told me, and said he would arrange something special soon, even more than my holiday night. My cunt was so wet as he told me, so I said if he could arrange it I was up for it and to fuck me hard now on the table as I was dieing for it.
A week or so had passed and no more had been said about it, when one night my mum came over for a chat and during this Chas had said why didn’t we go for a meal out tomorrow. I said, “yes, a good idea,” mum agreed, so it was arranged. The following evening my mum and aunty arrived early. Don’t mind if I bring Susan along do you, she asked. Chas said no and neither did I.
We set off for our meal. Chas said he had been told about this pub that served good food. We arrived after about three quarters of an hour drive, parked up and went inside. We had a drink at the bar first then we were shown to our table. The meal was very good like Chas had heard.
After the meal we went back to the bar for a couple more drinks, as it was still early. I noticed there were four young men dressed in jeans and leather jackets playing pool in there. They were rough looking but well muscled. They saw me looking and made an obscene gesture to me. I just smiled and looked away.
A short while after, one of them came over to us and asked Chas if he wanted a game of pool. Not really, he replied. “Not good enough for you,” the man said angrily. The other three came over. Chas looked at them and said, “Ok then” and went across. We all followed. Chas of course lost, as he cannot play pool very well.
Well you better pay up your bet then as you lost, they said. “What bet was that then?” Chas said. Hundred quid, they replied. “I don’t think so,” said Chas. “Not backing out on a bet are you, we wouldn’t like that,” the man replied. “I haven’t got that sort of money on me anyway,” Chas said. They looked at each other. “I think we ought to take them to the club house,” one of them said, “yea lets do it” the others joined in. “Come with us” they said. “Fuck you” Chas said. “Look prick, you either come with us, or we take you and the women outside and mess you up pretty good, and you wouldn’t want that” he said, as he pulled out a knife. “No we wouldn’t,” Chas said as all the others crowed around. “Good, now fucking come with us,”
We all went outside, three of them got into a beat up old van, and the other in our car. They made me go with them in the van as to make sure we went with them. We drove for about twenty minuets and during that time I was subjected to a lot of verbal and physical abuse. The two in the back with me kept telling me how they were going to have some fun with me at the clubhouse, how they were all going to fuck my cunt and ass hole. I was being told this as I was held, the top of my dress undone as they groped and mauled my tits, and had my dress up around my waist, and their hands down my tiny thong fingering my smooth hairless cunt.
We arrived at the clubhouse; it was a run down old pub. There were a lot of motorbikes and old vans and cars parked outside and a lot of noise coming from with in. We parked up and they took us all inside. The inside wasn’t much better, full of smoke, dirty beer and food covered tables, and the bare floorboards covered with spilt drinks, food, bottles, fag ends, and god knows what other substances. It was full of at least 30 or more rough looking men and about a dozen women, the men aged between eighteen and late fifty’s and the women about seventeen to thirty. All heads turned to look at us.
“This prick wouldn’t pay up a bet,” one of the men shouted. This big guy walked over to Chas and said “well we will have to find some other way for him to pay.” He came over to me and said, “it looks like you will have to pay his debts bitch,” “what do you mean,” I said, he grinned, “what do I mean,” he said to a laughing crowd, “fucking strip you cunt,” he shouted. “Fuck you,” I said. He grabbed hold of my dress and tore down ripping off most of the buttons, “fucking strip or we will mess you up,” he repeated.
I undone the rest of the buttons not wanting to piss them off any more and removed my dress, then unclipped my bra and removed that allowing my tits to bounce free. I now only had on my tiny black thong. “And the fucking panties” he said. I pulled them down and threw them at him. He grinned, sniffed them and put them in his pocket. I now had only my high heel shoes left on. My tits, ass, and shaven cunt on view to all the leering crowd. “That’s better, now we can all really have some fun,” he said.
He walked over and pulled my head back by my hair and thrust his fingers up my cunt, I groaned. “Big cunt your wife’s got, must of had a lot of cock up there boring it out,” he said to Chas. “Have you had a lot of cock up that big cunt of yours slag,” he said to me as he wanked me to an orgasm. “Yes, loads of hard cocks,” I replied. He grinned, “and I bet you’ve sucked on most of them as well, swallowed a lot of cum,” he sniggered. I was facing the crowd, my ass pressed into his groin for all to see as he continued to frig me with all his fingers going deep into my cunt. Even though I was a bit scared I was soon getting those feelings again, and was soon grinding my hips down onto his hand, panting heavily untill I cum noisily. “Yea, you will pay with interest,” he sniggered. Through half closed eyes I noticed a few of the men had started filming my humilliation, and what I guess was about to be a mamouth gangbang.
“You and the two old bitches can watch the action,” he said to Chas, and with that pulled his fingers from my wet cunt and pushed me into the crowd where I was tossed from man to man, all the time hands were mauling my naked flesh, probing my intimate parts, until he dragged me through the crowd to a dirty beer covered table where he pushed me down on to it on my back. “Spread the cunts legs apart,” he shouted to the crowd.
Two other men grabbed hold of my legs and roughly pulled them apart opening up my smooth wet cunt for all to see. “I going to get my tongue round your bald cunt before it gets to messed up and messy,” he said, and got down between my legs and went to work on me. My body squirmed as his tongue probed into my pussy, and he nibbled on my clit until I cum, grinding my cunt on to his face for relief. “Fuck me please, get a cock in me, fuck my cunt now,” I pleaded. “Can’t wait then cunt,” he said as he pulled down his jeans reveling his large cock and rammed it up me in one thrust to the hilt. All I could now think of was being fucked by this lovely cock. Nothing else mattered, and I grunted like an animal as he ploughed into me.
Several of the crowd where mauling and pinching my tits, pulling on my nipples hard making them red and large. The women were laughing and calling me a slut and a slag. As he was fucking me he was telling me how they were all going to make use of me that night, even the women. How they were going to fuck all of my holes, piss and wank all over my slut body,and degrade and humiliate me, and it would all be filmed to show at the club, and copies made to sell. “Yes, yes, do it then, fuck me, come on then, all you bastards fuck me,” I shouted.
Chas, my mum, and aunty had been brought up close to the table so that they would have a ring side view of me being used and my naked body violated by all these people in front of an audience. All the rest crowed around and formed a queue ready for their turn to abuse me. “She’ll be no good to her old man for a couple of weeks, she’ll be walking around bandy after we’ve all finished with her,” I heard one of the men say in the queue.
Soon the first man had filled my cunt with his cum and another cock had taken its place. A voice to the side of me shouted to suck on this slag, as a hand grabbed a handful of my hair and a cock was pushed into my mouth. I began to suck, and gagged as he was forcing my head on to his cock so his balls were slapping my chin, fucking my mouth furiously until he filled my mouth with his warm thick cum, withdrawing only to empty another load over my lips and cheek then spreading it around my face with his cock. “Suck me clean, then lick my ass hole bitch,” he shouted. I did so, licking him of every drop of cum, then along to his ass and poking my tongue as far up as I could. That was not the last time by a long way I was to have my tongue up some man or womens ass hole that night.
I next felt my legs being pulled up to my tits and some fingers shoved in to my cum filled cunt. “Pull your ass cheeks apart, I’m going to be the first tonight to fuck your ass slut, another voice said. I reached around and pulled them apart, and he wiped a handful of cum over my ass hole, then in one go pushed his cock deep into my tight ass hole. I cried out loud as he forced his cock in, but I was soon telling him to fuck my ass hard. “Fucking nice tight ass hole shes got,” he said. “Not for long though,” somebody else replied to a round of laughter. One of the women slapped me across the face and bent down and shouted in my face that it wouldn’t be tight for long as there were a lot of cocks and dildoes going to find their way up it tonight. She then slapped me again and spat in my face, the white frothy spit mixing with all the cum. This caused a lot of cheers from the men.
A young girl had found a black permanent marker pen and had written slag and whore above each tit, and I am a gangbang slut toy, fuck me, under my tits and down my stomach to my cunt, and fuck my ass hard, on my back above my asshole. I had to agree I was just what it said, a slut fuck toy, and use me they did as I had another two cocks fed into my ass and mouth, while other cocks were placed in my hands to wank off and shoot their loads over my naked ravished body.
One after another the men played with me, trying every thing they could think of. Fucking all my holes at once, or trying to get two cocks at a time in my cunt or up my ass. Sucking two off at a time, both cumming at the same time filling my mouth faster than I could swallow and dribbling out of my mouth. Once, I even had a cock in my cunt, one up my ass, two in my mouth, each hand was full, and one wanking between my tits as I lay on my back across the table. I was drenched in their cum when they all came in and over my hot body. I was in heaven, cumming over and over again, begging for more cock, shouting to them to abuse me more, use me as their fuck slave. All the while the video cameras were filming from all angles so as to show up close all the deviant sexual pleasures that they were unleashing on my naked used body.
Even my mum and aunty had now joined in urging the men on to fuck me, to get another cock in my ass or other orifices. Shouting “come on, get more cocks in the slag, fuck my slut daughter senseless”. “That’s all she’s good for, the dirty cunt”. Chas was grinning and rubbing his hard cock, enjoying watching all these rough men pleasuring his naked wife, all the cocks being fed into her willing wanton body. “Come on guys, more of you get in there, fuck the shit out of my whore of a wife, use her as a cum bucket,” I heard him say. “Thats right, do as he said, fuck the shit out of his slut whore wife,” I shouted back.
The women had now joined in as well, taking pleasure in humiliating me, spitting over my face and body, using large strap on dildoes, bottles, or any other objects they could use to fuck me with, shoving them deep into my holes. Several of them liked to sit astride my face and have me lick and suck on their musty cunts, grinding them down on to my face. I was pushing my tongue as far up their holes as I could and nibbling their clits, and licking along the lips up to and in their ass holes. Others were fucking me the other end with dildoes, bottles, or fisting me, pushing their fists in past their wrists.
They also enjoyed pinching and twisting my nipples causing me to scream, or slapping me around my face and spitting over my body. “You like that,” one said, as she slapped my face a couple of times, “and this,” as she forced all her fist into my cunt, then out then back in. I arched my back as I cum again. “Oh yes, do what you like, you fucking lesbian bitch,” I said, she laughed, “I intend to, we all intend to,” she said, twisting my nipples and slapping my face and fisting me again.
About four hours had passed, my body ached and I was exhausted. At least three quarters of the people there had fucked one or more of my holes, and my body was covered with cum, bite, pinch, and scratch marks. All I could do was lie there moaning as another cock was fed in to me. Chas had been given one of the video cameras and had been told to help film it all, which he was enjoying doing. “Still plenty of cocks and filming to do yet,” one of them said to me.
It was then that I heard a woman’s voice say, “lets slap the dirty slag around a bit. I was dragged off the table and tied spread-eagled between a doorframe and then my ass was beaten with some table tennis bats. They made loud slaps as they came in to contact with my bare ass, that mingling with my cries of pain and from cumming caused lots of laughter and comments from the audience. These young girls were loving thrashing my ass.
One of the men pulled my mum over and told her to take over. She took one of the bats and whacked me hard across the ass. “You deserve this, for being such a slut,” she said, and whacked me again. “This daughter of mine is nothing more than a slag, a whore who needs this more often,” she went on as she beat my ass cheeks, the crowd shouting, “come on mum, punish your slapper of a daughter”. She said to the crowd that she should of given me more of this when I was young, as I was a slut even when I went to school letting the boys strip me and fuck me on the playing fields and in the locker rooms.
Two other young girls of about seventeen then came up with leather multi thronged whips in their hands, and while one whipped my ass the other went to work on my front. “God It’s fun whipping a filthy old slut like you,” one of them said close to my face then spat in it and shoved the whip handle up my cunt. They whipped my ass, cunt, and tits over and over again to the cheers from the audience. My back was arching and my body squirmed and contorted to each crack of the whips, my naked ravaged body now all marked and stinging from their whipping.
My aunty then asked to use the whip on my body after a while. My body arched and contorted and I cried out as the leather throngs stung my ass, and tits, causing my nipples to stand out even larger. Then across my thighs and between my legs, curling around my cuntlips and flicking my clit. The pain was making me orgasm again and again, but also made me piss myself from the abuse my cunt was receiving, it pouring out in front of me and down my legs making a pool on the floor. I was now well and truly humiliated, and the audience was entertained and enjoying seeing me so. Then, Chas took over, whipping every part of me, until I hung limp and moaning from the ropes tieing my wrists. Telling me what a whore and a slut I was, how I should have this more often, telling me he was going to string me up in the garden naked and whip me the fuck me in front of his mates, then let them use me, so they could see what a dirty nympho slut he had for a wife, and how we were going to have lots more partys where I would be naked all the time, used as the entertainment to service the guests as and when and for what ever they wanted. Through my moaning and screams, I said “Oh yes please, I want that soon.”
After the show of me being thrashed, I was cut down where I slumped into the puddle of piss I had made, and then dragged back to a table again where the rest of the men and women who had not fucked me took their turn in doing so. All the while I was being fucked others were continuing to whip me, laying the whip across my back and ass as I was sat astride men, or across my tits as I was taken on my back across the table. Now all the people in the room had shagged me, my hair was matted with dried cum, it was all over my face and lips, my tits were sore from the continual biting and pinching, and I was covered with whip and bite marks and cum all over me. I just lay there, legs apart, panting and moaning, smearing the sticky mess into my body, rubbing and fingering my well-fucked dripping cunt and ass hole.
As I lay there, cum running out of my gapping cunt and enlarged ass hole, a hard looking bitch came over and said she was getting me ready for the final entertainment. My eyes widened as I saw her strap on this large dildoe. It must have been at least fourteen inches long and six inches thick. I was held down as she stretched my cunt with it, ignoring my screams. It was stretching me but the pleasure was intense. “You will be ready after this,” she sneered, as she fucked me ferociously with this giant artificial cock. She continued for about ten minuets, plunging it in to the hilt. When she pulled out. I was left lying there groaning, my cunt gapping wide. “Now your ready for the final fuck,” she said, a wide grin across her face.
I was again dragged off the table and across the floor, my ass and tits scraping on the rough floor through all the beer and filth that was on it and outside. My naked limp body then being dragged through the mud by my hair into a field where I saw them leading a couple of horses to a bench. I began to struggle as I saw it. “That’s right slag, you’re going to be fucked by them horses for our audience, and they’ve both got big cocks,” growled one of the women then laughed as she spat in my face. Some of the women were kicking me up the ass or in my cunt, others spat over my filthy body as I was dragged along. “Get a fucking move on whore, there waiting for their fuck,” they shouted. I was dragged up on to the bench on my back, and my arms and legs tied to each corner leg of the bench wide apart with my ass slightly over hanging the edge and my cunt open wide.
The first horse was led over and he got scent of my musky cum covered cunt. It climbed up putting his front feet either side of my body standing on its back legs between mine. I could see its mammoth cock protruding from its sheath underneath it. I struggled against the ropes, “no good struggling,” one of the men said, “we’re going to enjoy watching you perform for us all, that big cock fucking you”. “We’re taking bets on how much you can take, I bet that a fucking whore like you could take the lot up that big well used cunt of yours, don’t let me down,” he said, and laughed. “Your on a winner,” I said, “get it’s cock in me and lets get going”. I looked to the side and could see all the crowd waiting. Chas, mum, and my aunty, pushed to the front to watch me being degraded.
I was thinking what I must look like, a fortytwo year old married women lying here bound and naked, legs wide apart, covered in cum and spit, and just about to be fucked by a couple of horses in front of a large audience of men and young women, not to mention my mum, aunty, and husband. I did have long to think about it as I saw a man take hold of the horse’s huge cock and guide it into my cunt. It grunted and pushed part of its cock into me. I gasped. It pulled out then lunged back in again, half its length disappearing into me, I screamed out, the audience cheered. I was straining against my bonds; my legs were parted wide, my cunt was stretched to its limit. Animal sounds were coming from my mouth as it began humping me, its hindquarters pumping in and out, fucking me with its giant cock, and I cried out as its cock went in a bit further with every thrust.
I had now relaxed and was enjoying being impaled by this mammoth member, my cunt filled to the max as most of it’s cock dissapeared up my now very enlarged cunt hole. I was grunting and moaning aloud as it continued to fuck me,my naked body writhing and thrashing about on the table. I was shouting out I was cumming, as I did time and time again. The audience were cheering every lunge and shouting out that it looked like the fucking dirty cunt likes being fucked by horses. She will probably make it a regular session, and look, it’s got most of its cock up her big cunt all ready, to rounds of laughter.
The men, who had been filming all the fucking, beating etc earlier, were now filming this. Making sure it was covered from all angles. Close up underneath so they could see its shaft burying into my cunt, further and further in, boring it out wide. Filming my sluttish naked body writhing and contorting, and capturing the sounds of my moans of pleasure as this animal fucked my willing body. Look at it streching the sluts cunt now, god it’s cock is really boring into her, fucking hell it’s really shagging her, lifting her ass of the table as it rams in, they were saying to each other among other comments.
Finely, with a last thrust it cums, ramming its cock all the way in, then shooting a huge amount of cum in to me and all over my stomach and tits. I screamed out and cum again as it did. Finaly a woman walked over to me lying there and rams her hand up my loose cunt scooping a load of cum out then rubbed it all over my face, and then makes me lick her fingers clean. “Next time you come here we’re going to have you fucked by two Horses,” she sneered. The Horse is led away while I lay slumped on the table exhausted, my cunt sore and aching.
The other horse is led over by a grinning man. “Here’s your next partner,” he sneered.
“Fuck you, bring him on then, I can’t wait to have another decent cock in me after all you limp bastards,” I shouted back at him. The horse climbed up and lunged forward stright away, impaling me fully on it’s huge cock. I gasped out loud, but it was not as bad now I had been reamed out by the first horse. The man slapped it hard on the rump making it push in more. I cried out which caused a cheer from the crowd. I now had it’s full length boreing me out. I was cumming over and over again. Crying out with each lunge. My arms and legs straining on the ropes that held them apart, my pleasure racked body being lifted off the table with each thrust untill with one last hard thrust it filled my cunt to over flowing, and showered my stomach and tits with a large quantity of its warm sticky cum, leaving me lying there panting hard from the effort.
The crowd comes over, ” Fucking hell look at the size of the slags cunt hole now” a man said, as one of the men untied my bonds. I slump down onto the ground in the dirt. The crowd looking down at me lying there, rubbing the horses cum all over my body and it running out of my mangled cunt. “Look at the state of the slag, lets wash the slut clean” a male voice shouted, as I felt a splash of warm fluid on me, then another. They had all got their cocks out and were pissing over me. It rained down all over me, in my hair, over my face and in to my mouth, filling it to over flowing. “Fucking open your mouth wider and swallow whore,” somebody shouted. As I did several streams of piss were aimed at it. They pissed over my tits, down my stomach and into my cunt. When they had all emptied their bladders over me they went back inside leaving me laying there writhing in the mess on the ground.
Some of the women stayed behind and rolled me on to my front with their feet, then trod on my back and ass pushing my groin and tits then my face into the muddy pool that had been made by all the piss. “Grovel in the dirt where you belong slag” they shouted. I did, while they kept treading on me until they left. Then I rolled back over on to my back. My cunt ached and was numb from the use it had received. Even now they were still filming my degradedness.
I lay there until some of the men came and took me into the yard where they hosed me down cleaning the mess off me. They went back into the bar while I dried off as best I could with a piece of dirty old rag I found on the floor then went back into the bar myself. They all cheered as I walked in still naked, I laughed and shouted, “I hope all you bastards enjoyed the show”. They all replied they had. “How’s your cunt slag,” somebody shouted. “It’ll be no good to my husband for a while, he’ll be able to put his fist up there without touching the sides for a while. “She’s right,” one of them said, as he put his hand between my legs and pushed all his hand into my cunt. I laughed, but fuck I enjoyed it, what a cock those horses had, I’m going to have to have more of that,” I shouted back to a round of laughter. The man who had tied me to the table said he had won his bet as I had taken all the cock. I said I had told him he was on a winner.
I looked around for Chas and could see him talking and laughing with some of the men. Bloody hell, I wondered. I bet he had arranged this. I walked over, and said, “I bet you arranged all this, you bastard,” I’ve been set up, haven’t I”. He grinned, and said “yes, I told you I would arrange a mega gangfuck for you,” he said. Mum and my aunty said they had known about it as well, and I had surpassed myself.
I had wondered at the time how those women just happened to have those whips. “Hope you enjoyed your surprise,” Chas added. I had to admit I had, but said I wouldn’t be able to walk with my legs together for a couple of weeks. The man said Chas had met him a week ago in a park used by bikers and got talking. Said his slut wife liked to be gangfucked, well and truly used, and was into S&M, and if he could arrange it to be fucked by a horse, two had been a bonus. He had told Chas it could be arranged if they could film it all. Chas had agreed. “I should think you’ll make a fair bit selling the videos, great, you get to fuck and whip the ass off me, and make money from it,” I said. “You’re the whore darling,” he replied. “I suppose I am, but they get paid,” I laughed. “I’ll give you a copy of the video to show your friends”, he said, and laughed.
One of the men then said that Chas was the only man not to have fucked me that night, so he ought to rectify that now. I bent over a chair and told him to fuck my ass as my cunt was probably too stretched from the horses fucking. Chas did so, pulling my head back hard by my hair, calling me a dirty whore and giving my ass cheeks a good hard slapping, and my tits a rough mauling as he did so, while they all cheered him on.
One of the older members said I should become a member then I could be fucked on a regular basis, Chas could be a member as well so he could join in. He was soon signed up, and after some persueding I was as well. I thought about what the women had said about two horses next time, and wondered if I could take two on, what the fuck, I could try. The women asked if I minded Chas fucking them. I said not at all, as long as they still wanted to fuck me. “Oh yes, we loved fucking and whipping you, and next time your going to get fucked by two horses and some dogs. And you can be sure of getting used even more by us next time,” one of them said as she kissed me full on the lips, stuck her tongue in my mouth and stroked and fingered my well used cunt and asshole. “Ummm I think I’m going to like this,” I said.
After I had put my dress back on and fastened the only couple of buttons that were left on it, (they kept my bra and thong as souvenirs, they said they would pin them up behind they bar with a series of photos) and was about to leave, they said to come back in a week or so and we could all watch my entire performance on screen. I said, make it a few weeks to give my holes a chance to shrink back to normal, as I was sure they would want a live show after the film again. Too right, they all shouted. “I also suppose your all keen to see me fucked by two horses again, as well next time,” I shouted to the crowd. “Yea, and a few dogs, we’ll invite one of the other clubs round to watch and join in for a fee,” they said. “If I’m going to put on a show and have all you filthy bastards, as well as horses and dogs fucking me, I want a cut in the fee as well,” I said. They agreed to this. “Hell, what a fucking slag I’ve got for a wife,” Chas said to the crowd. “You love it though,” I said. As we left they all raised their drinks, here’s to Kathy, the worlds dirtiest slut, they shouted. Thank you for the fuck and the comment, and to our next gang fuck. I replied.
On the way home mum asked what it was like being fucked by the horses and had I really enjoyed it. I told her, I had never cum so much in my life during a fucking and she should try it some time. No I don’t think so, I’ll stick to watching you perform with it. Are you really going on a regular basis, mum asked. “Hell yea, miss out on all that fucking,” I said. We all laughed.
When we were about 3 or 4 hundred yards from our house, Chas stopped and told me to take my dress off. Might as well finish the night off giving the neighbours a good show. Mum pulled my dress off and they pushed me out of the car then drove off laughing.For my final humilliation I was to walk the rest of the way home naked. A couple of guys who were looking out of their windows saw me and came out. “Bloody hell Kathy, you look like you’ve had a good time,” they said looking at my naked body with all the dried cum, marks and writing over it. “Is that true what it says written you,” one of them asked. “what do you fucking think Dave,” I replied. “I recon so,” he said and came over. “I’ve always wanted to fuck the ass off you, ever since I saw you naked in your bedroom window”,” he said as he pulled me into his garden. “Nows your chance then,” I told him.
Again I was soon being fucked by the two of them around the side of his house. I told them to fuck my ass or mouth as my cunt was loose after all the cock it had taken that evening. They didn’t take telling twice.” As they were fucking me I was telling them about all the cock I had taken that night, how I had been whipped and pissed on, and how at the end I had been tied to a bench and taken two horses large cocks up me. “It’s right what’s written on you, I didn’t know you were such a hot slut, I’ll have to start bringing some of my mates round to fuck you,” Dave said, as he rammed into my ass and mauled my tits. “Guess you will,” I said between gasps, “and I’ll show you all the video they took of me tonight being gangfucked and being fucked by the horses.” “Christ, your a dirty cunt Kathy,” Dave said. “Yes I am,and don’t you love it” I replied.
After, I made my way the rest of the way home, Dave shouted to me to give him a call when I wanted a good shagging again, I shouted back I would soon. “You’ve been a long time,” Chas said when I got home, “What do you fucking think, when I’m walking around like this,” I said. “Dave and a mate of his saw me, then they both fucked the ass off me, you’ll never keep them away now they know what I’m like,”. “Yea, I saw them shagging you, and a few more of the neighbours did with all the curtains I saw opening.” “Your a dirty cow,” my aunty said. “I just can’t get enough cock,” I replied. They agreed.
We are all off again to the club in a couple of weeks for another session, they said they got quite an audience to watch me be fucked by the two horses and some dogs, as well as shag the ass off me themselves. I think I’m going to have to be carried out that night. I was also told to turn up in just black stockings, suspenders and the highest heels I could find, nothing else, and to have a freshly shaved smooth, hairless cunt and asshole, and walk into the club like that. I agreed, as I guessed I wouldn’t be keeping my dress and thong on for long anyway.
Also, since that night several of the neighbours pop round quite often now for coffee and a fuck including a few of the women as well. And Dave, well since I showed him and his mates the video, their always around. Chas gets some beers and a couple of films, so they rotate between watching the films and fucking me on the floor in front of them.We don’t get to see much of the films. He brought about eight with him one night, and they all shagged me in every position and hole as we watched the club video of me, and at the end I was dumped in the bath tub and they all pissed over me. They have now asked if they can see me perform with some horses for real. I told them if they can find a few I’ll fuck them for them. I bet they will soon find some.
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Kim and I spend Friday night with John at his place
An older woman and a younger man at work
Please read Parts 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 & 9 for a better understanding of this chapter.
This is my first story on this site, but I do enjoy writing stories, but this is my first sex story.This is half true and half fantasy.
A story about a man with growing interests…
Kora is jealous that other women can fawn over her brother while she has to hide her incestuous passiosn.
This is just an intro to the story, as the chapters go, the story of Ashley and her boss Mr. Paul Cooper will get sizzling and dirtier.
When two sexy 18-year-olds choose to visit a corrupt country, dark surprises are in store for them.
READING ALLOWED, Part 8
By lamignonne and Zenmackie
Marie felt wretched. While he was gone, it had been easy to nurture her feelings of resentment towards him for leaving her alone all day, tied up and bored, and suffering acutely from her unsatisfied lust. As the long day had worn on, her jaw aching more by the hour, her stomach growling, her body cold and bruised and her head more often than not in one of his toilets, Marie’s frustration had grown and grown. She’d even started to feel like she was justified in snooping around in his study. After all, she’d given up her whole weekend for him and he hadn’t even seen fit to stay at home!
Marie hadn’t been able to form any kind of resolve about how she was going to behave when her Master came home, other than the vague idea that she certainly deserved some attention from him and would be prepared to communicate just that if she didn’t get any. But her resolution wavered the second she sensed him in the bathroom. He’d startled her, standing there so quietly while she worked, squashed up against the toilet for all the world as if she were embracing it. She’d dropped the cleaning brush and it had splashed her, and just like that, she was at a disadvantage. As usual.
As she’d struggled to kneel the way he liked, Marie tried to cope with the confusing riot of emotions that she was feeling. On the one hand, she was still mad at him, anxious to show him that she didn’t appreciate his leaving her; on the other, his presence overwhelmed her, intruded even on her carefully nourished anger, and all her instincts were screaming at her to throw herself at his feet and show him her joy and relief that he’d returned. Her desire to have her suffering acknowledged by him warred with the desire to suffer still more, to do anything he wanted as long as he would smile at her and tell her she was a good girl. She could feel him studying her and trembled. Her urge to grovel grew stronger as he approached her, overpowering her with his presence, torturing her with suspense. As he gripped her chin and raised her face to look in her eyes, Marie had panicked, terrified he’d be able to see her every disloyal, petulant thought, and then she had made the terrible choice to show him her anger.
How quickly he’d put her in her place, she thought miserably now. In truth, he’d had all the power from the moment he’d come into the bathroom, had controlled her more efficiently with just his presence than his chains had been able to do throughout the long day. He stood before her and her body shook with the desire to kneel; he humiliated her and she craved his approval beyond every other need. She had tried defiance just this once, confronting him with nothing more than the look in her eyes, and his reaction had been immediate, painful and devastatingly effective. Marie had realized again, with excruciating clarity, that her attitude was still all wrong. It was her privilege to be allowed to spend the weekend with him, her undeserved honor that he was willing to teach her. After all, she hadn’t been a very good slave…
She clung to his ankles, her forehead resting on his feet, trying to control her sobs and hoping against hope that her obvious contrition would mollify his displeasure with her. At long last, he spoke.
“You’re getting toilet-water all over my shoes.”
The mildness of his tone, with its bare hint of amusement, filled her with such relief and delight that Marie felt like scampering around the bathroom and wagging her tail like the good little doggie she wanted to be for him. But she made herself hold perfectly still for a moment, then slowly raised her face to his again and, trying very hard not to smile, said, “I’m sorry, Master.”
Yes! His expression was now one of bemused affection; he was no longer angry with her! Oh, thank God.
He grabbed a hand-towel from a nearby rack, roughly dried her face and hair with it then threw it down on the floor beside her. Marie knew he was expecting her to use it to dry his shoes.
Instead she once more lowered her head….and began licking them clean.
It didn’t take long—less than a minute—to complete the task, but something about it, the complete and utter abasement of kneeling at his feet, naked and in chains, licking toilet water from his shoes, was setting her on fire. She had no time to analyze it—all she knew was she had to have his cock in her mouth—now.
She sat up. Her eyes flickered up to him once—he was frowning down at her, but not angrily. He seemed intent, as if he was trying to guess at her thoughts. Feeling suddenly sure of herself, Marie leaned forward and placed a kiss on the front of his pants where his erection strained against the fabric. She nuzzled her cheek there and looked up at him again, holding his gaze this time. “Please, Master,” she said, “may I suck your cock?”
They were both a little stunned. Marie couldn’t believe how strong and confident her voice had sounded. Her pussy flooded with moisture at the sound of the words; her eyes sparkled with excitement. Even though he’d just spanked her, even though her hair was wet with toilet water and she was naked and chained, this felt right.
As for her Master, he couldn’t get his pants open fast enough. He’d think about what her behavior meant in a few minutes—right now, he focused on Marie’s hot, talented little mouth as she bent to her work. Good God, it felt like she was trying to swallow him whole!
Marie was overtaken by a strange sort of frenzy. It was as if she couldn’t get enough of his cock in her mouth. Her captive hands reached for his balls and her fingers lifted them, rubbed them, and squeezed them gently all the while her face was pressed against his groin, her throat full of him. She massaged the spot below his balls and her tongue went into overdrive on his shaft.
This was one time he wasn’t worried about coming too soon. He thought he was going to die of pleasure… He lost control as he came, grabbing her head and thrusting himself violently down her throat. She swallowed gamely, and when he finally opened his eyes, still breathing hard, she was kneeling there smiling at him.
He could hardly believe it. She had just begged to be allowed to pleasure him. She’d begged him before, to gain her own pleasure or because he’d ordered her to, but this was different. He’d never have expected her to reach this stage of submission so soon. And he knew she’d been sincere. Even now, she was still grinning like he’d just given her a present.
What was it about this girl that she’d gotten under his skin so fast? To be truthful, he’d come home earlier than he’d planned, anxious to see how his little slave had fared in his absence. He’d had to conceal a hard-on quite a few times throughout the day, every time he pictured her humping his fingers as she had this morning or the desperate, pleading look on her face when she realized he was going to leave her bound and frustrated. What a homecoming he’d gotten! And they still had all evening to spend together before he really ought to be getting her back to campus. They’d eat first—and then he had a few things he wanted to try.
Her Master hadn’t said anything, and he’d only given her the briefest of smiles, but Marie knew he was pleased with her. She tensed just a little as he reached down and hauled her to her feet—grabbing her elbow this time, instead of her hair—surely that was a good sign. He tossed her over his shoulder into a fireman’s carry and headed for the stairs. Marie felt a little panicky as she realized that, with her hands bound by her neck, she had no way to break her fall if he dropped her, but his grip was firm and the feeling subsided. Now, as he entered the kitchen—the scene of her imprudence that morning—she just had to worry about what he would do with her next.
It seemed that they had both learned a lesson from that morning’s encounter: when they reached the kitchen table he simply put her down next to his chair, lifting the table leg to secure the end of her leash as she took her kneeling pose. He said not one word to her about cooking, and Marie allowed herself a small grin as she watched him preparing dinner.
It was a simple meal; he steamed some rice and saut? a few chopped vegetables, tossing in some bits of cold chicken from the refrigerator. But he added spices like a master chef–a pinch of one, a sprinkle of another, tasting and nodding to himself. The air began to fill with a deliciously complex aroma and Marie was forcefully reminded that she’d had nothing to eat since breakfast, unless she counted her Master’s come. If she still had her ball-gag on, she knew, she’d be drooling all over herself. As it was she simply swallowed hard, kept her position tight and her attention on him, hoping that her stomach wouldn’t gurgle and embarrass her as it had that morning.
Yet even though she was famished, not to mention ragingly horny, she became aware that underlying all the physical and emotional turbulence lay a very unfamiliar sensation: serenity. Her needs were no longer her concern—her Master would take care of them in due time, and that’s all she needed to know. She felt a contented smile creep across her face.
Her smile only widened when she saw him reach down into a cabinet next to the stove and bring out a shining aluminum dog bowl. She knew it was for her, and she brushed away the troublesome thought that it already been there and not purchased especially for her. Maybe he used to have a dog. Or maybe…no, she would not think about that. This moment—now—was all there needed to be.
She gave him her most loving smile as he set the bowl, filled to the brim with steaming food, on the floor beside her before setting his plate on the table. She followed him with her eyes and then her body, shuffling around on her knees to remain facing towards him as he pulled out his chair and sat. She gave not the slightest glance to her bowl of food—it was not hers until he said it was.
When he was settled in place he turned to look at her, and to Marie it was obvious that he was pleased with what he saw: that his slave was simply waiting, giving him her complete and silent attention. He actually beamed at her and caressed the side of her face with his hand, and Marie felt as though she would melt with happiness. After a moment he withdrew his hand and said, “You must be starving, princess. Please go ahead.”
“Thank you, Master,” Marie replied, wishing she could kiss him just then. She turned away and bent down to her bowl…and was quite pleased to discover that he had placed it so that while she ate she would be displaying her upraised ass and pussy for his pleasure. She began to eat.
Marie’s hands had reached out automatically to steady herself as she bent over the dog bowl, only to be jerked back by the chains holding them to her collar. She was suddenly mindful of her discomfort again. She hadn’t been able to straighten her arms for hours, now, and the urge to stretch her elbows was driving her crazy. Marie tried to focus on the food, which was fragrant and delicious and which she was eating way too fast, but her mind kept wandering. Would he let her spend the night again? She could get all her homework done tomorrow, if she was diligent, and it would be totally worth it if he’d fuck her again tonight, and hold her like he had last night as she fell asleep.
Before she knew it, Marie found herself licking the bowl clean. She’d scarfed her dinner down with undignified haste, and blushed rosily as she realized her Master had probably only taken a few civilized bites by now. She really was just like his pet. Well, in for a pound…Marie thought, and shuffled on her knees over to his chair to lay her head on his knee. She held her breath, hoping for some sign of approval from him, and sure enough, a moment later she felt his hand resting lightly on her head. Another moment passed, and he stroked her hair. Marie felt her chest expand with happiness.
Several minutes later, he gently tugged on her hair to get her to sit up. He held a glass of water for her while she drank, waiting until she had finished it. He, she saw, was drinking from an expensive-looking bottle of red wine. A few more minutes passed while he savored his wine, then he stood and retrieved a clean dishcloth, wet it, and came back to clean Marie’s face. She blushed anew. She certainly hadn’t been worried about keeping her face clean while she ate, she realized now. She was vaguely surprised that he did it silently, making no attempt to humiliate her further. Was that because he had more challenges in store for her later this evening?
Marie watched as her Master performed only the most rudimentary clean-up of the kitchen. Leaving the dishes for later didn’t seem like his style, and she smiled to herself, imagining that he was in a hurry to play some more with her—his toy.
She wasn’t far off, if she’d known it. The impromptu blow job in the bathroom might as well have never happened for all the difference it made to his cock, which was again hard as a rock. He deliberately kept the wine bottle in one hand while he freed Marie’s leash from the table leg and led her into the living room. He knew from experience that if he had a few more swallows he’d be able to last a lot longer, and he definitely wanted to drag this next experience out as long as possible.
Leaving Marie kneeling in front of his oversized arm chair, he set the wine down on the end table there and went upstairs to get a few supplies. He was pleased to see, on his way back down, that her eyes hadn’t strayed from the stairway; she was avidly watching for his return. The apprehension in her gaze was adorable, and as he sat in the chair in front of her he took a moment just to look her over. Then he leaned forward and unlocked the chains at her wrists.
He watched her eyes fill with tears as she tried, with excruciating slowness, to straighten her arms for the first time in hours. He let her struggle for a moment, then he reached for her hands, saying, “It’s easier if you do it all at once”—and yanked her arms straight before she could react.
Marie gasped, but as the blood flowed freely into her stiff joints, she saw that he was right. She flexed her arms for a few minutes, unable to keep back a sigh of pleasure as the pain and stiffness eased.
She wasn’t going to be relieved for long. “Turn around,” he ordered suddenly, “and give me your hands.” She obeyed, turning her back to him and holding her hands behind her. He cuffed them together, then used a leather cinch he’d brought down on her upper arms just above her elbows, pulling it tight and watching her shoulder blades point out and her back arch, hearing her gasp. He bent to unlock the short chain between her ankles then said, “Face me.”Perfect. His little pet, arching her back to relieve the strain on her arms, looked as if she were presenting her tits for his pleasure. He was also surprised and pleased to see that she’d spread her knees apart after he’d unlocked them, and he could already see the telltale sheen of moisture on her pussy. She was panting, but whether it was from arousal or the pain in her bound arms he couldn’t tell. He leaned back in the chair and took a sip of wine, then said, “What did you think about today, Princess?”
Her eyes flickered up to his–then she lowered them modestly. “I missed you, Sir,” she said quietly.
He wasn’t going to let her off the hook that easily. “And did you like cleaning the house for me?”
Marie only debated for a second—he’d know if she lied, she reasoned—but she couldn’t look at him.. “No, Sir.”
“Why not?”
“It was—I was bored, Sir,” she stammered. He could tell she wanted to add something, so he waited. “But—but I’ll be happy to do it again, Sir, if you let me.”
“Why is that, Princess?”
“Because I like…obeying your orders, Sir.” Her voice nearly died at the end of her reply, but he was satisfied. This must be the result of the epiphany she’d seemed to have in the bathroom earlier. Unquestionably, she’d been angry with him before he came home, but now she seemed to have come to a better understanding, and acceptance, of her role as his pet—all on her own. However, it couldn’t hurt to give her some additional encouragement.
“And I like giving them to you, pet,” he said, smiling at her. “You did very well today.”
He watched her face glow with happiness for a moment, then he brought out the nipple clamps. These were a different pair than the one she’d worn last night; they had a gentler bite, but came adorned with tacky pink plastic hearts that dangled on a thin, short chain about an inch and a half long. Remembering her face as she’d looked at the purple, heart-shaped paddle in the store, he guessed that wearing these would humiliate his princess more than wearing the plain ones had. Indeed, she looked chagrined at the sight of them, but bravely maintained her posture, her chest still thrust towards him invitingly. He took advantage of that for a few minutes, fondling and teasing, and she didn’t flinch from him even when he twisted and pulled her nipples, although she winced and whimpered a little. He even slapped her breasts a few times, noting that they were just large enough to bounce when he did it. This was going to be great.
Her face flamed as he attached the clips and she felt the dangling hearts brushing against the underside of her breasts. He thought he’d never get tired of seeing that blush. He jiggled her breasts, just to rub it in a little, then very deliberately removed his pants and boxers and leaned back in the chair. Her eyes went wide at the sight of his fully-erect cock, and she actually licked her lips, making him want to laugh. “Climb on, princess,” he said, some of his amusement leaking into his voice.
She looked at him like she wasn’t sure he was serious, then stood up eagerly and way too fast. She teetered for a moment, throwing one foot behind her to catch her balance, then more carefully moved toward his chair. He helped her, reaching for her waist and settling her over his lap, her knees balanced on the chair’s seat on either side of him. There was plenty of room for her legs on the wide seat, and she looked down into his face as she hovered there, leaning forward slightly to keep her balance. Her pussy, visibly wet, was mere inches from his upthrust cock, and they were both breathing heavily already. “Two rules, Princess,” he said, his voice rough with arousal. “First, you can come as much as you want—but you have to tell me, every time. Second, I want to see these—” he flicked the dangling hearts on her nipple clamps “—in motion. If they stop moving, we’re done. And, Princess, break either rule, and I will punish you.”
He watched her shudder with desire at his words. “Yes, Master,” she said, her voice as hoarse as his. He gripped her hips and helped her lower herself onto him, inch by pleasurable inch. As their hips finally met, he felt her grinding against him, finally stimulating her clit, which had been aching all day to be touched. But, mindful of rule number two, she didn’t linger there, but started to ride him, rising up on her knees, then sinking down and taking his whole length again. It was hard, because with her hands bound behind her, she could rely only on her leg muscles both for balance and to move over him. Her tummy muscles clenched with her efforts to keep upright and not tip forward or backward.
She’d only humped him twice when she suddenly threw her head back, moaning, “Oh, oh God, Sir, I’m going to come!” Her cry ended on a gasp and he felt her clench on him, felt the rush of moisture where their bodies were joined, and it was all he had not to come himself. “Keep fucking me—keep going, Princess,” he rasped, restraining himself from grabbing her hips and setting his own rhythm. She started humping him furiously as she rode out her orgasm, her head back and her mouth open, and he watched a fiery blush spread over her face and down her chest. She didn’t seem to be breathing, but just as he was going to intervene, she sucked in a huge breath of air and slowed down slightly.
The slower speed was almost better. He could have sworn she was clenching on him each time she rose up, her pussy squeezing every inch of him as if it were afraid to let go. He had no idea if she was doing it on purpose or not, but that, combined with the sight of the clamps bouncing on her chest, had him close to coming again within a few seconds. He couldn’t resist reaching up to pull on the clamps, and that set her off again, and as she started to come she cried, “Sir, oh, I can’t help it, I’m com—” Again, she lost the end of her sentence as her whole body tensed in rapture. It lasted even longer this time, and when it finally stopped he was gripping the arms of the chair in a desperate attempt to hold back his own orgasm.
She didn’t slow this time, but continued to fuck him rhythmically, at an almost frantic pace. She was putting all she had into it, slamming her pelvis down onto him with each thrust. Her whole body was covered with a sheen of sweat and her face was beet red. Her thighs must have been burning by now, but she obviously had more in her. He wondered what some dirty talk would do to her, so he tried it, growling, “Oh, yeah, fuck me, you horny little cunt! You can’t help yourself, can you? Such a dirty slut!”
It worked—she howled as she started to come again, just barely managing to gasp out, “Com—coming!” before her pussy contracted like a vise. He felt her squirting again and suddenly couldn’t help himself any longer. He grabbed her hips and started slamming her down onto his cock himself, grunting as he neared his climax. She had recovered somewhat and tried to urge him on, saying, “Yes, Master, I’m your dirty slut!”—and then she felt his hot load filling her, and lost herself again. He might not have seen it, so lost was he in the throes of orgasm, but that she lost her balance, tipping backwards as she closed her eyes against the surprising onslaught of pleasure. He had to quickly shift his grip to keep her upright, and even as he experienced his final shudders of pleasure, he was thinking of how much he’d enjoy teaching his slave a lesson about breaking the rules.
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Hello…. I’m really happy to find this site where I can share my amazing stories about my sex life. This is my first story and it’s a true story about my dad and me.
I’m a 15 boy who just hit the puberty a couple years ago. My mom and my dad are divorce a few years ago. I live with my mom that’s why I don’t see my dad often because he lives in another state. Last week, I went to visit my dad at his house in another state for a few days. I was really happy to see him because my dad and I haven’t met each other for over 3 years. The first thing he did when he see me is hug me really hard. He was really happy to see when he knew I was gonna go to visit him. He’s still a great guy. My dad is a handsome man with great body, personality and charming. But he’s still single nowadays.
The first day I spend with my dad is pretty great. We went shopping, movie and restaurant. He’s still a great dad ever to me. After we arrived home, I went to my room to take a shower and my dad was in the living room watching TV. My room is on second floor as my dad’s. When I started to shower I realized that my bathroom has no shampoo so I yelled to my dad from my bathroom to get some sham for me. But there was no answers. I though he was watching TV so he couldn’t hear me. So I got out of the shower wet and naked and headed to my dad’s room to get some shampoo from his bathroom. I opened my dad’s room door as I thought there was nobody in the room. As I expected, there is nobody in the room so I run to get the shampoo as quick as possible from his bathroom. But when I reached the bathroom 😮 I saw my dad was in the shower naked from behind. I totally freaked out. I never saw his naked body before. He has really great big muscle body. I totally so proud of him to be my dad. As soon as I saw my dad, he turn to me that I could see his whole body especially his 8 inches penis. I thought he was freak out when he saw me standing naked right in front of him but he wasn’t surprise at all. All he did was asked me:
“Hey son, what’s up! Do you need something?”
I was surprise that he didn’t afraid for me to see his nude body. I just replied:
“I need some shampoo cuz my bathroom don’t have some.”
and he replied: “Oh! Really? It’s ok, just join me here.”
I was like hooo…. he just asked me to join him for a shower and I did. I jumped into the shower and started to wash my body. I couldn’t help not to look at his body and his huge penis. And he noticed me. He smiled and said:
“Son, you grew up a lot. You were just a little boy a few year ago. but now you’re a man now.”
I felt so embarrass cuz he saw my whole naked body and the worst thing is that my penis started to get hard. I tried to hide it but I can’t and he saw it. He smiled and said:
“Don’t be shy son. We are father and son. I used to be your age too.”
I was pretty comfortable after that but I was freak out again when he said:
“You have a great body son. I’m so proud of you.” and he looked at my body especially my erected 6 inches penis.
I noticed that his penis started to get hard too. This is so weird because we are father. I couldn’t tell how I felt about this. I couldn’t control my feeling. How can I like my own father like this. But his body is pretty attractive. He looked really sexy in the shower like that. The water flew through his big muscle body make me feel so strange. I could felt hot air from my body. My face was blushing and my penis was erected really hard as well as his. His 8 inches penis was really make me crazy. I was dying to feel his penis. All I could think was to taste it. I couldn’t help not to stare at my dad penis until he noticed it. “What’s up son. Is there anything you want? Just tell me whatever you want son” he said with a smile. This make me feel so relief. I don’t know what come in my mind but I suddenly asked him:
“I just wonder why you’re still a single. Living my yourself must be hard I think. Why don’t you remarried?”
“I don’t know. I felt a bit lonely actually. I hooked up with some girls too but no one make me feel good as our family” he replied.
“Isn’t anyone interesting in you? There is no way there is no one interesting in you. You have a great body and charming too. Do you have a girlfriend?” I said.
“Not really. I hooked up with some girls before, but I don’t really interested. Living by myself is pretty good. What about you? Do you have one?” he replied.
“No. I never have one.” I said.
“Do you masturbate?” he asked.
I was freaked out with this question. I replied awkwardly:
“Y……Yeah, sooometimmes.”
“What about you?” I asked 😮 .
“Yeah, Like everday” he replied.
“Wow….. You’re great, dad.” I replied while almost finishing shower.
“Well, do you want to try one with me?” he said.
I was like what the fuck did I just hear…… My dad just asked me to masturbate with him. All I could think is what a surprise.
“Great! I’d love to” I said with a smile.
This is really great. I’d never though of it. This really fucked me off. After we finished showering. My dad got out of the bathroom and walk to the living room naked and said:
“I’ll be in the living room wait for you.”
What the fuck. It must be a wet dream or something. I never thought that I’m gonna masturbate with my handsome dad. I was really happy about this. He was downstair naked sitting on the couch watching porn and masturbating while I was walking down the stairs naked too. He saw me and asked me to join. This was the best thing I ever do with my dad. He was sitting by my side while my hand was jerking my penis up and down. We both are sitting and masturbating to gay porn. He stared at me and my penis and said:
“You’re pretty good son. Your penis almost big as mine”
I smiled and said:
“Not great as you dad. You have a great penis dad. I’m so proud of you.”
I did’t know how I felt back then. But my head was full of my dad. I was dying to feel my dad penis. I couldn’t help not to stare at my dad penis for a second. And suddenly he said:
“You could touch me if you want to”
What the fuck. He just let me touch him. I was happy like crazy. This must be the most lucky day of my life. I approached him and touch is penis awkwardly.
“It’s ok son, do all you want. We’re dad and son”
I was really happy. I grabbed and jerked my dad 8 inches penis like there is no tomorrow. He was moaning so loudly as his hand was jerking my hard 6 inches penis at the same time. We both felt so good. After a while I asked him:
“can I taste it?”‘
I must be out of my mind that I want to taste my dad. But his reply was:
“Of course! son. Do all you want. Make your dad proud.”
I quickly grabbed his super hard penis and put it into my hungry mouth. His penis was really great. I sucked it like crazy. I could felt his per-cum in my mouth. He was moaning so loud. Then we both went to continue our great business together in his bedroom. We did 69 position. It was really great. This is the first time anyone suck my penis. My dad was a great sucker. He sucked my penis while moaning. Suddenly I feel that I was going to cum soon. I yelled:
“Dad, I’m gonna cum.”
“Yeah, that good son. Explode your hot fucking cum in your dad mouth. Make your dad proud.” he said as he jerked my penis like crazy.
“Yeah dad, yeaaaaah, yeaaaaah yeaaaaaaahhhh………” I scream as I cum into my dad mouth. That was the best cum I ever had. It was so plenty but my dad drink every drop of my cum. I felt so wonderful. I relax a bit then started to suck my dad penis more. he was sitting on his bed, spread his legs where I can sit in the middle between his legs and suck his hard rocking penis. I sucked it really bad. He was moaning and sweat all over his body. He yelled:
“Yeah son, Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah son, make your dad proud.”
His body was started to shake and I knew what he was going to.
“I’m going to cum son.” he said as I was sucking his penis up and down very hard.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…………….” His cum finally exploded all over my face and mouth. I licked all his hot cum on his penis and body as he was moaning really bad. His whole body was all sweat. and he said:
“You know son. You’re the best gift of my life that god ever give me. I love you son. I’m so proud of you.”
“I love you too dad. You’re the best dad ever.” I replied.
My dad and I both were lying on the bed with cum all over the body all the rest of the night….
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Two young dental assistants plan to seduce their boss to blackmail him and make sure that he won’t let his jealous wife fire them.
My machine worked very well.
No Incest in this part, but being molested leads to slutty behavior…
My very first story, helpful comments and criticism very much welcome, thanks guys!
My name is destiny. I’m 4′ 8″ 90 lbs. I have dark blonde hair, very light blue eyes, and I wear a B cup bra. I live in Iowa, in a small house with me and my adoptive father, Robert. Robert is 5′ 6″ 150 lbs. I have always wanted Robert, since before my parents died and he adopted me. I am 12, he is 18. And I know, your probably wondering why an 18 year old would adopt a 12 years old, and it is weird. Thing is, he was my godfather, even way back when I was born. He has always taken care of me. Even when I was almost raped, Robby was there to save the day. Anyway, my story begins 2 weeks after I moved in with him. I was 12, and I had barely settled in before Robby had a babysitter come and watch me (super embarrassing). He came home completely drunk, and so I helped him into bed. He was having a bit of trouble staying in the bed, so I put on my pajamas, which was a bra and panties, and laid with him to keep him from falling. After he fell asleep, I stayed in his room but I didn’t want to go to sleep. I started daydreaming about robby turning over and kissing me, telling me he couldn’t stop himself anymore, and that he wanted me. The familiar feeling came between my legs, and I had to do something about it. Normally, I would have went to my room and played with myself until I finished, but for some reason I decided to stay in robby’s room. Boy am I glad I did now! I checked to make sure he was asleep, then I laid on top of the blanket. I pulled my panties down to my knees, and slowly started to rub against the outside of my pussy. Then the idea popped into my head. I don’t know why I did it, but I reached over and grabbed Robby’s hand. Carefully so as not to wake him up, I moved his hand onto my pussy and rubbed it across the outside. Then I did something I had never done, even with y own fingers. I grabbed Robby’s middle finger, and I pushed down on it. Instead of stopping like my fingers always did, it just kept going. It felt amazing having Robby inside of me where no one else had ever been, and I’m surprised I didn’t finish right then. Robby mumbled and then squeezed his hands closed, pushing his finger deeper into me. I moaned a bit and froze as Robby rolled onto his side, making his stiffened hand pull against my pussy. It felt good, but I pulled his hand out of me. I had to finish now, I was so wet I wouldn’t sleep if I didn’t. So I went over to Robby’s dresser, opened the top drawer, and began looking for the box I had seen him buy last week. I found it, in the box was a small silver vibrator he had intended for his ex girlfriend Emily. I would just use it quick, and then I would clean it and put it back and they would never know. I lay back down on his bed, and began rubbing the cold piece of plastic against my wet pussy. I looked over and though he was facing me, it looked like Robby was still sound asleep. I looked down and I saw it. When Robby had laid down, he had taken his pants off, leaving only his boxers. When he had rolled onto his other side, he had pushed his penis through the rip in the front of his boxers. In the light of the lamp, I saw his partially erect cock pointing at me. I looked at his face again to make sure he was still sound asleep. He was, and had begun snoring, a sure sign that a bomb going off wouldn’t wake him up. He was a big guy, not fully erect but still sticking out a good amount. I moved so I was at eye level with his cock. I touched the tip of it and it was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. I had never seen a real cock, only pictures, but judging from those pictures, Robby was very large. I poked it, listening to him snore to make sure he wasn’t waking up. a gently put y hand around it, and started stroking like one of his ex girlfriends had told me boys like. Robb must have liked it, because his cock grew. It got really stiff, and then it started to ooze this clear looking liquid. I was feeling adventurous that night or something, because I lifted my head and licked the liquid off the tip of his cock. It tasted sweet, but had a salty aftertaste. All I knew was I liked the taste. I started licking him like I had seen in the porn videos, and then I put just the tip into my mouth and started to suck on it. After several minutes, Robby’s cock started to shoot something into my mouth in thick globs. They tasted great, so I gladly sucked up every drop. His cock started to deflate almost immediately after he finished, so I brought my head back up to his, being careful not to spill my mouthful. Then I got yet another idea. I spit some of the stuff into my hand, and rubbed it on my pussy. The feeling of it, so warm and sticky, on top of the idea of something that came from Robby’s cock being massaged onto my pussy was so intense, I had to do something. I stuck my finger into my mouth getting a good glob onto it, and used my other hand to spread my pussy. I very gently pushed the stuff into me, making sure to get all of it off of my finger and into the warm hole I had found with Robby’s fingers. I then started to wiggle my finger, and after about 3 minutes, I accidentally swallowed what I had in my mouth. At first I was disgusted, because I thought it was his pee. But I convinced myself that it couldn’t be. I grabbed the silvery vibrator, and turned it on medium. I started to rub it against my pussy, and after about 5 more minutes I finished, and it was the best I had ever had. It felt like about 2 minutes before I could do anything but moan. Then I rolled onto my side and started to fall asleep, but I realized I had to clean up the mess I had made. Unfortunately I couldn’t. I had wet the bed a little, and Robby would definitely notice. I had to figure out a way to fix this, but I couldn’t think of a way. I decided to go on Robby’s computer and check some stuff out. I didn’t bother putting clothes on, all I had removed was my panties. I searches what happens when a boys penis is rubbed for too log, and found out that this stuff called cum comes out, and I found out that when a girl finishes it’s called an orgasm. Now I have to figure out a way to clean up my cum off of Robby’s bed and I have to figure out how to convince him he had sex with some girl before he came home if he figured out that he had cum. Then an idea occurred to me. Maybe I could convince him HE had started it with ME. I turned off the computer and laid down next to him. I decided it would seem more real if he was naked, so I began pulling down his boxers. Unfortunately this put me in an awkward position were his penis was right in front of my face, and I couldn’t help but lick it a few times. After what seemed like forever, I had his boxers off. I threw them off to the side, thought for a moment, and threw h
My panties and my bra onto his boxers. Then I pulled the blanket over us. Now I had to figure out something to do with the vibrator to make it look like Robby had used it on me. I runner it against my pussy, which was still considerably wet. After I had enough of that, I went back to his dresser, opened the top drawer again, and got out the bottle of KY jelly. I put a very large amount of it onto the vibrator, then looked at it and thought about where I could put it to make it look ligit. I referred to the porn I had seen, deciding it would be best to put it into my butt. Again using the Internet, I looked up the most painless way to pr a vibrator into your butt. I put some jelly on my hand, and began to massage my butthole, pushing my finger into the very small and tight hole. After I managed to get my. Whole pointer finger into my butt, I re lubed the vibrator and laid next to Robby again. Biting the pillow to keep from crying, I pushed the vibrator into my butt. It really stung at first, but I thought about Robby taking me, and managed to forget about the pain. Robby started to groan, and rolled onto his back, which was perfect. I carefully laid on top of him, with my legs on either side of him, pressing his cock against the opening of my pussy. I very gently kissed him, savoring the feeling. Then I pulled his hand up onto my butt, and laid it so his hand was pressed against my inner thigh, and was just barely touching the vibrator. Then I closed my eyes, and fell asleep.
“destiny, n
Babygirl, I need you to wake up.” Robby says. I look up to see him lying underneath me, with fear in his eyes. “destiny, what happened last night? Did I do this to you?” Robby said, almost silently. He looked like he was about to cry. “yes, you did, don’t you remember? You told me you wanted to make me feel like a woman because I had suffered a lot and you wanted me to have something special. I will admit I was kinda worried when you started to push that thing into my butt, but it felt amazing. You said that I could have that every night from now on, and you would treat me like your girlfriend from now on. You remember don’t you?” I put on my best innocent look and started to tear up to make it look real. Now just to see if he takes the bait. I looked at me, thought for a minute, and then said “tell me everything I did to you last night baby, so I know okay?” he half heartedly smiled, in an attempt to make me feel better. “okay…. But some of it’s kinda….. Dirty…” I said, blushing a bit. “it’s okay, we did it, so it’s okay to talk about it baby.” Robby said. He moved his hand to my butt and gently massaged my cheeks. Which was greatly appreciated. “mmmmmm….. Keep doing that. You told me o lay down, and then you started to take off all your clothes. After you finished, u pulled odd all of my clothes, but since we were both already ready for bed, all we had on was our underwear, and you piled it up over there so we could find it.” I said, pointing to the pile of clothes. I wiggled my butt to get the vibrator which had hurried itself in my butthole to a more comfortable position, and accidentally turned it on. I moaned loudly at the feeling, and then said “then you started to lick all over my legs, and then you kissed my vagina a bunch of times, then you stuck your tongue into it.” I put my hand on the back of his head and tried to look as sexy as I could “you called it eating my pussy, and you can have a meal any time you want” I say with a smile on my face. I know he didn’t, but the thought had me getting wet, and by the pressure I was beginning to feel on my pussy, he was getting hard. “then, you went over to your dresser and got a bunch of stuff, and came back and rubbed a bunch of this cd stuff on my butt, and stuck this vibrating thing into my butt. I cried at first, so you made out with me and that was the best part by the way.” I said. I licked my lips, and kissed him hard on the lips, and he kissed back. “what else did I do to you baby” Robby said. He was half crying, tears gong down his face. “then you asked me if I wanted to suck on your penis, and I said yes so you taught me how to give you a… A blow job I think. It was really fun, especially when you started shooting this stuff y called cum into my mouth. It tasted good….” I said as I looked away trying to look like I wanted more, which I did. “then you pulled me onto you and started rubbing your penis against my vagina, or pussy as you called it, and you asked me if it was okay for you to go inside me, and I couldn’t say no to you. So you pushed in, and it hurt bad, so you held me tight and kissed me, and told me it wouldn’t hurt anymore and that was the only time getting fucked in the pussy would hurt. Then you started lifting me up and dropping me down onto you and your penis was going in and out and it only took me 5 minutes to finish, but you took a lot longer. When you were ready you rolled on-top of me and started To play with yourself, and you got cum all over my pussy. Then you laid me back down, and you started to um… Fuck… Me in the but with the vibrator, and you told me I need to leave it in for a week and you would them fuck me in the butt for real. And then you kissed me and I fell asleep to the feeling of it going in and out over and over…. Mmmm I want more…. Robby please?” I look at him and grind on his hips, hoping he will do it. “baby, I think I used you last night. I molested you, your way to young for someone my age to be having sex with. Im so sorry baby can you ever forgive me?” he said, crying. I didn’t know it would hurt him, or I wouldn’t have done it. I started to cry myself and burrows my head in between his shoulder and his head and started to spill everything. “Robby I’m sorry, you didn’t take advantage of me, you were the one that was drunk, I used you. Im so sorry robby please don’t be mad at me. I just always wanted you and you finally wanted me so I did everything you asked me to so that you would have sex with me. I’m sorry I used you please don’t go and don’t ever stop having sex with me. I loved it Robby I love having you in me I love sucking on tour penis and I love you!” I cried, soaking the pillow. “do you mean it babygirl, did you really want it?” Robby said. I took this chance. “yes! I wanted to give you my virginity, I wanted to swallow your cum, and I want you right now!” I pulled my head out and held it over his, closed my eyes and said, “if you want me, kiss me, I’d you want to forget about all of this, push me off of you. I will respect your decision.” I puckered my lips and hoped he would kiss me. I waited there, and just as I was losing hope, Robby pushed me onto my back, rolled onto me, and kissed me, pushing his tongue into my mouth. I sucked on his tongue, as he lifted me into the air. He held me there, kissing me and massaging my butt. Then he grabbed the vibrator and started to pump it in and out of me. I instantly started to moan into his mouth, which just made him pump faster. “oh my god that’s so good, don’t stop” I managed to say before he laid me back down. “no please don’t stop Robby please” I begged. “shhh I’m just changing positions baby. “Robby laid down across my chest, and resumed pumping the vibrator. “oh baby” I moaned as I started to orgasm. I grabbed Robby’s hair and began to pull. Robby stopped, pulling the vibrator out of me and pouring more lube onto it. “I want to do something to you baby” Robby said. “anything you want, my love” I said. He pulled my
Arms above my head, and tied them to the headboard. Then he spread my legs, stretching them out, and tied my feet to the bedposts. “My love, be gentle with me” I said softly. “don’t worry my wonderful baby, I will be very gentle with you, and I will make sure that I don’t hurt you when I take your virginity. By the way, did you expect ms to believe that?” Robby said with a smile on his face. “what the, how did you know? I said. “I don’t eat pussy babygirl. But I do want you, I’d you still want me.” Robby said. “my love, that doesn’t change anything. I love you and I want you to have my most valued possession, my virginity. Will you take it gently?” I said. Robby didn’t talk, instead he began rubbing my pussy and kissing me passionately. After I orgasmed, he prought his penis up to my pussy. “are you ready?” he said, then forcefully pushed his cock deep into me, shattering my virginity, and causing me to scream out in pain. “ow my love that ready hurt” I sobbed. “please be gentle…” I mumbled. Robby began kissing me again, and after I had stopped crying, he began pumping in and out. After a few seconds I tried to grab his butt to pull him closer, but my arms were well secured. “my love, please, I need you to go harder and deeper and faster. Don’t go to hard please…” I said. “I know what you want. Just lay back and enjoy the fuckin your about to get.” Robby kisses me one more time before untying my let’s and putting them over his shoulders. He pushed the vibrator deep into my butt, turned it up to high, and started to pound into my pussy. His enormous cock stretched me until it almost hurt, but I was in exstacy. After about 3 minutes of the best sex of all time, I started to moan, and then I began talking, but it was all gibberish. I looked up to see Robby’s eyes closed, him also moaning in ecstasy. Then he tenses up, and yelled. Lbaby, is it okay if I cum in you?” I almost screamed, “oh fuck baby fuck your cum deep into me, I want it so deep it can’t leak out!” Robby looted me at th hips, resulting in him fucking up into me, which gave me a whole new feeling. “oh god baby yes like that, oh my godddddd baby harder, harder please harder!” I moaned. “yea baby that’s my spot, oh god like that!” I screamed as I hit a new high, my orgasm flooding my body, as I finally came down off my orgasmic high, Robby bent over me and started kissing me again, with my legs pinned between us, this position givin a whole new set of feelings. “oh god my pussy feels so good, don’t stop baby please don’t stop, duck me until my pussy rips!” I yell. After 10 more minutes, Robby yells, “oh ya baby here it comes, I’m gonna cum!” I moan back, “oh yesssss, fuck your cum deep inside me, I’m gonna cum too baby” Robby starts pounding into me as hard and fast as he can, as I start cumming he starts to release the first of many huge bursts of cum. After what seems like decades of orgasm, he rolls off of me, releasing my legs. I roll over, putting one leg on him, wrappin my arm around him. We cuddle for awhile, then I kiss his cheek and look at him and say, “baby, can I stay home from school today?”
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One night at a bar lead me to a goddess.
Overheard
By Blueheatt
…. When I was a teen I overheard my dad and uncle talking on the back patio one night. My bedroom window was open and they didn’t realize it was right behind them. They both had plenty of beers and they were talking about some prick teaser girl.
Dad: “I love prick teasers girls, it’s such a challenge to take them up on their flirting and teasing and watch them back down when I pin them down to ’Are we gonna fuck or not?’ Linda (my mom) was the best. We met in school.”
Uncle: “She was good, sis like to tease me and I let her get me hot because I liked it. She was ‘mostly’ all talk until you came along. I remember watching you making her so hot she would get pissed as her prick teasing was not working on you. She would tell me: “If that asshole touches me I’ll have his ass in big trouble!” I said: “Sis, does he make you hot?”
Sis: “Hell No, I have plenty of boyfriends and I sure as hell don’t need him.”
Uncle: “I think you have the hots for him and won’t admit it, don’t you sis…admit it…he makes you all gushy inside and makes your pussy wet.” She would then stomp away giving me the finger all mad.
Dad: “Those were fun days. I would stand real close to her in school and tell her things like ‘I heard her vagina had spider webs in it from getting no sex‘, and then quick walk away. She would get so pissed she would chase me down and say: “You’d just love to find out, wouldn’t you, geek boy…well that’s never gonna happen!” She would be breathing hard, yet smiling. I would say: “Who says I would want to find out?…my girlfriend is already broke in and I make her so hot, she pee‘s her pants. No spider webs on my finger….see.” I would hold up my middle finger and then sniff it. Her blood would began to boil she’d get so pissed.
…That kind of talk always made her hot against her will, and she hated and loved that both, she told me later…… after we were married.
…I was fascinated by the ‘secret talk’ I was hearing about my mom being a prick teaser.
….I knew first hand about my mom being a teaser. I guess it was her nature to tease guys with her horny comments and touches. I have a older sister Sara just like her. Teasing, little feels and suggestive sex talk were nothing new to me. I tried to ignored them both as I was growing up. Now I was getting a track record on mom’s start of all this. As they talked my semi-drunk uncle talked about when mom and him were young. It seems that mom’s dad liked to be sexually teased and encouraged her to do it to him. She got attention this way and she found out early what made him horny. This worked on all boys and men she soon discovered.
….Old habits die hard as mom loved to come on to me, her own son. I wasn’t into getting horny over my own mom or my sister….but….I was growing up and things were changing. I was now getting erections when they both fondled me a lot. I couldn’t help it and somehow they could tell and increased the fondling. I had a girlfriend then, but she was no match for the arousing I was getting at home. I discovered jacking off. It felt good but I soon discovered if I fantasized about sis and mom, it felt way better when I had a cum.
….I continued to listen as dad and uncle got drunk. Dad ask uncle: “Did you ever feel up sis when you were little?”
Uncle: “Do you really want to know?”
Dad: “Hell yes…brother and sisters sometimes ‘mess around’ …hell…I use to feel my sisters little tits. She never told on me, but threatened to.
Uncle: “Well…I shouldn’t be telling you this…but…we messed around some.”
Dad: “No shit!….tell me about it.
Uncle: “Well…she knew how to make me real horny and get a hardon. I was in my bed one night when our parents were out late. She came in to pester me. She had on a little nightie and was flashing her ass at me. I grabbed her and pulled her on top of me. My hardon went right against her pussy as she panicked. I said: “Your going to go to far one of the times sis.” Her look of panic went slowly to a smile. She said: “Do I really turn you on that much?” I pushed her off of me and ignored her. She must have felt rejected and slowly laid down next to me. She was breathing heavy on the back of my neck as she snuggled up to me all quiet. Now I felt sorry for her and turned towards her.
….Well…you know a bunch of mushy stuff went on. My hardon went right between her legs and you know….we messed around a bit.”
Dad whispered: “…Did ya fuck her?”
Uncle: “Well….just a few times I guess…pass me another beer please.”
Dad: “So she was getting sex from you at home and not from anyone else?”
Uncle: “Nope…just me, when she met you. You kinda looked like our dad and I think she liked that.
Uncle: When did you first fuck her?”
Dad: “In the back seat of my car one night, she finally gave in. That was one hot night. What about your dad, did she ever fuck him?”
Uncle: “She won’t ever talk about that, but I bet she did, I just have the feeling. I heard them whisper once and dad said she did the finest strip for him he’s ever seen. She said: (“…quiet daddy!, Sam’s asleep right over there on the couch!”) I pretended to be completely asleep, but I peeked barely and saw them doing some bare skin feels on each other. He felt her bare tits under her nightie and she had her hand down his pajama bottoms. What does that tell ya.”
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….I was in shock at what I was hearing. My mom when she was younger was having sex with her brother and most likely her dad.
The pieces were coming together on why my mom acts the way she does and the influence on sister Sara. All this was having quiet a influence on me as a teen. I was already at the age when mom and sis were giving me hardons. My dick was wanting to do taboo things to them both, and I realized I was… not…fighting the idea. I had a sexy mom and sis I fantasized about fucking and now I find their fondling of me was causing me to searching for way to have sex with them…both. The mere thought was making me very horny. Dad and uncle both thought it was ’cute’ when mom and sis made feels on me and everyone giggled. It got so they ignored them when they fondled me.
….I gave in to sis one evening. I was horny to start with from them feeling me up. Mom and dad went to bed early and sis and I were watching TV. We happen to stand up at the same time and here she came after me to cop a feel. This time I returned the feel on her. This was just what she wanted and that started it. She had on her robe. I said ’fuck it’ to myself and felt her nice tits. She pulled me in the kitchen where it was dark and we went at it. She had her hand down my pants so fast I got a hot charge in my instant hardon. Her tits felt wonderful and now I fondled her and felt her hard nipples.
Somehow, she wasn’t my sister anymore but a hot girl I wanted to fuck bad. The taboo excitement set in both of us and we got real passionate with each other. I had never been this horny with my girlfriend. Sara felt so damn good as I let my hand down to feel her pussy. She spread her legs and let me finger her for the first time. She was wet down there and moved her hips as my finger slipped in and out of her pussy. She would jump a little when I would run my finger over her clit. It felt good to fondle her for a change and see her get turned on.
She was breathing hard and whispered: (“..sam…I’ve never been…., this…. hot before…tomorrow night….(gasp)…. mom and dad will be going out….will you…a…come to my…room ..please please?…”
….Well, this was kind of a switch. I felt the power over her now. I whispered back: (“…No!”)
….She didn’t know what to think now. I pulled my pants down enough to let my big hardon flip out. I squatted down and rubbed it on her pussy. She gasp and whispered: (“…oh god sam!, right here!”) She was so excited she was shaking. I said: (..”..yes…right here Sara…”).
….She spread her legs apart more as I began to slip my hardon in her hot pussy. (“…oh Sam…oh yes…”) she said. Her back was against the refrigerator and we started in. I pulled her legs off the floor and up and around my hips. I gently laid us down on the floor and it was fuck time for our very first fuck. She moaned. I said: (“shhhhh Sara!”) (“…I can’t help it sam, it feels so good..”) in a moaning whisper. We both got this savage feeling of to quickly fuck as fast as we could. This was sneaking a forbidden fuck and we were going to have it. We locked our arms around each other and hurried to ’get it’.
…Sara had to hold her hand over her own mouth as my cum was about happen. Damn…she could fuck good and I unloaded a mega cum in her as she squealed and climaxed big. This was way over the top from my girlfriend. Sara squirmed and moaned and dug her fingers in me. We couldn’t stop to listen for anyone hearing us, fuck it,….. it just felt to damn good to care.
… Finally…wow….finally, I thought. Her robe was cum soaked in the back from our wild fucking. She just kept slowly squirming as she gasp for breath…..
…Narrator…
….Well…it seems we have a turn of events. All that sexual teasing of Sara’s brother Sam had built up in Sara, and now she had herself very drawn to Sam. She just hadn’t expected Sam to take her up and her sex play so excitingly fast. It was quite a thrill to her to suddenly have Sam take her in the kitchen and instantly have their first sex right on the floor. Her mind was in a happy daze as she thought back to that exciting night….but now what? ….would it be just a one time thing?…Sara wanted more of Sam….a lot more….and Sam?…how did he feel having incest with his sister? It seems someone else has some thoughts about all this…
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Mom….
…I heard a noise down stairs. I quietly got out of bed and peeked. There was only one light on besides the TV with the sound off. Then I saw Sara being laid down by Sam in the kitchen. Oh My God…Sam has his hardon in Sara on the floor. I quietly watched as they began to really got it on. It’s quite a shock to see your son and daughter fucking like two animals. How long has this been going on? My god this is making me horny watching them. I just felt a big wetness in my panties. I can’t help it, this is making me really excited. I should be appalled, and not aroused….that’s not happening. I wonder what Sara is feeling about now, he’s sure not forcing her, she’s got her arms around him and legs too. I better get my shaky legs back in bed…whew…I need to calm down, damn I’m aroused. How does Sam feel in you Sara, that question keeps going thru my mind. I’m having…forbidden thoughts myself. I’ll just go to sleep and forget about all of this.
… Who am I kidding? I like thinking about what I just saw. Maybe I’ll try and wake dad up and get some sex of my own.
…Narrator…
…so it seems ‘mom’ got a peek at her son and daughter having sex. She couldn’t wake dad as she was all aroused, so she let her fingers do the satisfying …but her thoughts were only taking her to a low yield orgasm….until she thought of the forbidden deed…of Sam and her doing….. the un-thinkable. She too didn’t realize how her flirting, fondling and sex play with her son had built up a woman’s desire to want something she was never suppose to have…..
…Sara in school, and mom at work, felt happy with their inner secret in their minds. A nice dampness between their legs was a reminder of what had happened, they both liked that feeling, immensely…..
…Any guilt feelings about having sex with Sara Sam had were countered by knowing every guy has his limits…., and after all…he had been sexually teased and fondled by not one, but two sexy women in his own family. He had just scored with his sexy sister…now…one more to go……
….Sam…
…The risk of being caught made our ’sneak fuck’ awesome. The excitement of ’hurry!, before someone comes!’…made our peak all the higher. Now to do some ’fondling’ of my own. What could dad say if he caught me coping feels on sis or mom, they had been doing it to me for a long time. I’m betting he’ll just chuckle and ignore us. Time to test this.
….That evening dad and I watched TV as sis and mom got dinner ready. I got up and strolled into the kitchen. Sis was setting table in her cheerleader uniform, mom was wearing her short skirt from work…ahhh…perfect. I went behind the wall to the living room and went over to Sara. She said: “It’s not ready yet Sam.” and smiled big. She reached around to feel my ass, as usual. Mom watched, came up behind me as she had to join her in a joint quick fondle of me.
…. I quick reached up both of their skirts and felt their pussy’s. Both their eyes snapped wide open as they began to giggle. (“..Sam!”) mom whispered…but didn’t back up at all. Sara’s wide eyes were on mom and after the initial jump just stood there, feeling my butt along with mom. Mom leaned back to check on dad…who had fallen asleep in his chair with the TV on. I’d never seen my mom aroused before. Her face was grinning and she was breathing hard. Sis was excited too as I felt both of there hearts beating strong as I went down their panties for some bare skin. Two wet pussy’s, one for each hand. My heart was thumping away along with theirs too. Mom, out of breath whispered that her food might burn and stepped back. Sara stepped back and they both adjusted their panties. They continued fixing dinner as I smiled at them and left. I went and washed up for dinner as my fingers had that wonderful pussy smell on them……..
….That was the beginning of a lot of sneaked mutual fondling. Sara and I quietly planned our next sex in a soft bed.
…Mom changed. She wasn’t into quick feeling and groping, now it was slowly rubbing her pussy up again my crouch tight as I felt her big tits. She got instantly aroused and had to walk away so she could compose herself around dad. She was very nervous around me now and her hand trembled a little when we felt us up secretly…..
…Mom….
…I wonder if really know how hot he makes me. I have these little jitters around him because I really don’t know what’s going to happen next. I know him and Sara are having sex now and dad is always tired and just ’not in the mood’ it seem like these days. I’m so horny my fingers are tired from rubbing my pussy in the shower and secretly at night. The thought of Sam and Sara having sex is driving me to somehow make her share him with me …but this ‘mom’ thing is fast getting pushed out of my mind.
I’m a woman, he’s a guy, we have hot feel up sessions but can’t have sex because I happen to be his mom. I’m putting that ‘mom’ thing on ‘ignore’. We’ll just somehow have to agree to keep it all secret. Just thinking about having sex with Sam is making me wet…right now…….
…Narrator….
…Well…the time came for mom. It was a Saturday morning. Sara was at a ball game, dad was gone to the auto races and Sam and mom were home….alone.
…Mom walked up the stairs in her robe with some laundry. Sam came out of his room and walked down and took the clothes to help her. He was just in his boxers and went into their bedroom. He set the clothes down and then stood up on the bed and began to jump up and down. “Sam…get off the bed, ever since you were little I have told you not to jump on our bed.” mom said. “I’m bigger now mom. You can’t make me get off.” a defiant Sam smiled and said.
…. “Oh, you think so.” mom said, as they both stood with hands on hips. Mom was getting hot flashes with all this and slowly stood up on the bed to confront him. She could see his semi-erection showing in the front of his boxers. Sam was looking at her tits as the robe was now half way open. He thought: “…damn I love to look and feel those tits.” Mom thought: …look at that young body of his. This would be a good time to do a little wrestling with him. I would sure like that….‘come to mom Sam‘.
….She lunged at Sam as they both went down on the bed giggling. He let her get on top of him as she held his arms down at the wrists. She leaned over in his face and said: “..don’t get defiant with me Sam.” …then she felt his erection lump against her pussy. She slowly let herself down on him to enjoy the feeling. Sam began to pull her robe apart between them. They were now skin to skin at the chest. She had on no bra or panties. Sam began to kiss around his mom’s face. Mom couldn’t take that and began to melt on top of Sam. She slowly reached down and pulled his boxers down until she felt his erection flip up against her wet pussy. Sam moved it up and down slowly between her legs and on the under side of her pussy. Her legs straddled his… as it felt wonderful. as she reached down to rub on her own clit. Sam helped her remove the robe and his boxers completely. His hand went down and felt her pubic hair and joined her fingers in rubbing her sensitive clit. They began to gently rub it. Mom buried her face in his neck and began to softly moan. She felt his hand placing his erection at the entrance to her pussy. She slid back to let it slip warmly in her. They both paused to relish the feeling.
She was going to let it happen. Sam began to thrust in her as she joined him in slow fucking. She felt what she had longed for now and a million great feelings were setting in. They began a rhythm of their own, fucking, panting, moaning in their own world.
….Mom…..
….this was it…I hadn’t had feelings like these since my first sex with his dad. There was tremendous lust stored up in me and now I was going to have it satisfied. He feels better than his dad did in those early days. I thought nasty thoughts of: ’fuck mommy sam, fuck mommy hard and make mommy cum…fuck mommy deep and with hot sexy passion. Don’t hold back anything now….yes!, good and deep…feel my whole body sam…take me to the top ..take me..’
…Sam…
….damn!…mom knows just how to move her pussy and body. What a hot fuck she is, I just never expected…
….I have to cum now mom…I can’t stop it…oh my god……
….Narrator….
…Sam grabbed her hips and pulled her deep into him…. as he lost his breath. Cum shot out of him and into her as he moaned. Mom yelled and shook with the euphoria slamming into her body and mind. Sam just kept pumping his cum in her as he felt her body shake. “Ohhhh Sam…” was all she could squeak out as she quit breathing for a few seconds. Their shaky hands went wild feeling each other. They felt the warmth of their togetherness as time meant nothing. They were now plugged in to each other and it was now set for the future.
…The rest of the day they couldn’t get enough of each other, the feels and licks and sudden bursts of ‘we have to fuck again‘. In the hallway, living room or anywhere the passion struck them. Her robe would open and in went Sam, one more time. As time passed to quickly they shared a shower. It was like no shower they had ever had. They had to stop and compose themselves as Sara and dad would soon be home.
….Sara came home first. She smiled as she looked at their two faces and she knew something had happened between them. Sam had to delay Sara and him getting together as he recovered. Dad came home, ate and went to bed.
They now planned their first….threesome.
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…If you drove by their house, you would never know what really goes on behind those dark closed drapes…..
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Hey everyone.. i know its been a while since my first story and i have read some of the comments on how to improve on them.. i hope in later stories that i post here i have done exactl what some of you had suggested.. like i said in my first sotry post.. i am new to writing and i know i still have alot to learn and alot to improve on. so if y ou can be patient with me and hopfully the stories will imrpove a bit more as they go along.
This story came is in part a response to an article in Time Mag. The response being to Janes web site and her 1000 limit. I am posted an expanded version under Essay. It all with some amazement hooks in. Expands a little on my Sweet 1st Wife. Deal with Jane and Country Joe, and a very special time and season. Very much reality.
A Mad Bitch Office Manager is tamed by her secretary.
Over the years the best sex of my life included having sex in bathrooms, bathtubs, and in swimming pools.
Whatever can be accomplished on land transfers admirably to sea.
Dressed in a tailor fitted, three piece black suit he approaches the open bedroom door. A fat Coheba cigar between his fingers, atop his head a charcoal fedora, cocked in such a way to hide his amazingly blue eyes. A simple white box is tucked securely under one arm. Knuckles tap gently on the hard wood of the door before a foot is placed on the plush carpet. A queen size, four post bed centers the candlelit room. The scent of cinnamon invades his nostrils, a hint of vanilla trailing behind. The sound of water makes its way around a glass wall to find his attentive ears. His movements are silent as he places the box on the stark white bed spread before making his way around the well designed barrier that blocks the bathroom.
“There you are, Beautiful.”
A striking brunette relaxes in a claw foot tub filled to the brim with hot water, her hair pulled back in a loose bun. With a smile her gray eyes search for his blues, but he refuses her.
“Looking for me?” She asks sweetly.
“Of course.” He disappears behind the wall again.
“There’s room for two.” She hints, but gets no response. “Alex?”
Still, no answer. Moving slow to disturb the water as little as possible, she draws her naked body from its warmth. A soft white towel wraps around her middle as she rounds the wall, finding the man standing beside the bed. His fingertips graze the top of the box, calling her attention to it.
“I brought you something to wear.” He snuffs the cigar before leaving the room.
Her eyes linger at the doorway for a moment, her fingers eagerly peeling open the box. Led by spars lighting, Alex takes his time passing through the house, giving his love of the night plenty of time to prepare herself. Leisurely walking through the living room, he is directed to the kitchen by a quiet yellow light pouring in through the doorway. Intuition alone leads him to the champagne glasses, already knowing a bottle waits in the refrigerator. Continuing his deliberately slow pace, he makes his way back to the bedroom.
The soft clank of glass announces his return. She gives the mirror one last inspection before presenting herself at the foot of the bed. His eyes start at her feet and her perfectly polished toenails, on to her strong legs unmarked by so much as a childhood scar. The white satin corset steals his attention, enhancing her already curvy waist line. Dark hair pours over her shoulders and down her back. He continues upward, showing her those baby blues. A shy smile slips to her lips.
“You look wonderful.” He reads her mind.
He pours the champagne and beckons her with a held out glass. She takes it with a nervous hand, standing inches away from him. His hand trails down her rib cage and across her hip, resting on the small of her back pressing her into him as his hot mouth meets the base of her neck.
“This is your fantasy.” He whispers softly in her ear. “This is what you want.” His lips leave her when his arms push her a length away. “Take it off.” His voice takes on a firm tone.
A softly trembling hand places the champagne glass on the nightstand. Twisting her slender arms, her fingers reach for the elaborate spine of the garment catching a loose end of ribbon. A gentle pull unravels the simple bow that holds the negligee tight against her body. With careful twists and pulls of her digits the ribbon gradually slips from the eyelets, revealing bare skin inch by inch. The lack of clothing brings with it a rise in her diffidence causing her already tentative pace to slow even more, testing the man who sits before her. With an effortless yet commanding tug on the delicate nightie he tells her to stop wasting time. The lacing undone to the middle of her back the trim which holds it all together begins to slide with more ease, leaving the top loose enough to play peek a boo. Allowing lust to get the best of him, Alex fills his right hand with a breast, enjoying the touch of her soft skin against his faintly rough palm. Her hesitation melts away with his caress, fingers working a faster pace to shed what little clothing shields her body, permitting it to fall to the floor at her feet.
Naked in front of him, he adores her body. His lips leave small, wet kisses up and down her breastbone, venturing to her navel before traveling back up again. Thumb and forefinger find an erect nipple, eager for attention. They pinch and pull hard enough to force her to follow, his free hand on her back pressing her into him. Teeth graze the skin of her ribs, a wet tongue leaving a sloppy trail as it makes its way to her perfectly round breast easily trading places with his fingers. Ardently, the hand glides down her stomach falling upon her beautifully shaven slit. A thumb invites itself to enjoy her warmth digging between her swollen lips, teasing her threshold for a trice before slipping back up to the clitoris. His mouth molests her tit, tongue moistening the skin and allowing the air to cover the trail with goosebumps. Lips attach themselves around her nipple instantly becoming a vacuum, his tongue rapidly circling itself clockwise around her teat while his thumb performs counter clockwise circles on her button. Her back arches, thrusting herself into him, her hands finding his shoulders and begin to rub, squeeze, massage. Thumb still occupied his hand twists in such a way to dig two fingers between her lips, loitering at her entrance. She whimpers and tries to force penetration, but he denies her, withdrawing completely. Her whimpers turn to whines as his mouth pulls away as well.
Gently nudging her aside he finds his feet, his six foot even height easily toppling her tiny five foot four inch frame. With little effort a hand buried in her hair guides her to the bed where she is bent over, her lovely ass silently calling to him. A smile instantly brightens his face as she immediately pulls her knees under her, spreading them to lower herself to the perfect height. The hand slips from her hair pressing affectionately on her spine as it slithers down her back, grabbing her rump before his thumb sinks into her wetness once more. Letting go of control, her body pushes against him, her face buried in the blanket to muffle her moans. The sound of his zipper evades her attention as he undresses his now throbbing cock. His thumb is plucked from her hole quickly and he drives himself inside without warning, timing it perfectly with her back thrust. Thick hair pours over her body as her head flies back, hands solidly planted on the mattress, arms fully extended to proudly flaunt her chest. Anything but quiet she begs for more as he settles on a rather hurried pace, his patience gone. Refusing her participation an arm wraps around her hips, holding her place as he bends to hover over her. Low, guttural grunts fill her left ear, teeth biting playfully on her shoulder as his meat pummels into her. The weight of his chest against her back forces her to her elbows, dropping a breast directly into his hand. Fingers search wildly for her nipple, his free hand returning to her mound to press on her sensitive clit.
Her moans turn to whimpers amazed at how quickly he’s brought her to her edge. She attempts to reign herself in, wanting badly to wait for him. He clearly has other plans, drilling her with his member while the pinching, pulling, pressing of his skillful fingers send sensations through her body, demanding every drop of her attention. Losing her battle an orgasm crashes into her, vibrating what feels like every nerve ending she possesses. The forgiving bed catches her head, her elbows unwilling to support her weight while he continues to bore into her clenched opening, enjoying her inaudible calls to him. Hands find her hips fastidiously pulling her onto him as he thrusts into her, no longer concerned with her pleasure or pain. Sincerely narrow minded he concentrates solely on her muscles throbbing around his dick, the hard squeeze he drives into releasing as her wall is slammed, pulling from him his own climax. She smiles, feeling every one of his four spurts as he quickly loses steam and rests against her. Heart pounding in his chest in harmony with hers, lips leave sweet kisses on her neck and shoulders. He takes his time catching his breath. When self control is regained he stands at full height, removing his member from her warmth with a hidden smile hearing her sigh at the emptiness.
“Clean me.” He orders, his voice emotionless.
Rolling over she pulls herself to a sitting position, immediately swallowing his cock sucking their mixed juices in one thrust. With a delicate touch she puts him away and closes the door. He straightens his suit and remembers his cigar in the ashtray. Bending to reach for his fedora he places a soft kiss on her cheek before turning away, leaving as silently as he arrived.
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