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My 2nd story, took me an hour or so. Pretty rushed I guess, any comments appreciated:)

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Dafomir was certainly one of the unlucky members of the Horde, having been chosen to participate in the campaign on Argus it meant certain death for many. He had been chosen however because he was one of the strongest Blood Elven paladins the Horde had. Dafomir had a lot of confidence in his abilities though and the possiblity that he could die here hadn’t even entered his mind, thinking that as long as his leaders strategised properly there was no way he could be taken down by these demons. So far he had proven himself right, having been in this horrid wasteland for a week already nothing had managed to make him worry for his life.

Today though the task his unit was assigned was a lot more important, and dangerous than anything else they had done since being here. There were reports of an Eredar commander who had been attacking and holding the combined forces of the Horde and Alliance back, and his unit had been assigned to launch a surprise attack on the demon. It was rumoured the demon commander was the biggest obstacle preventing from assaulting the citadel.

The time had finally come, Dafomir and his unit had began to make their way through a very narrow, beaten path between one of the large mountains. Scouts had reported nothing passing through here since they had arrived, so as far as they were aware the demons were not even aware of it. Clad in slightly battered and fel-blood covered Blood Knight armor he looked up into the fel-green sky, smirking slightly as he thought of how many demons he had already put down here. His confidence and arrogance came from a few things, he had never really been properly challenged in real combat, he was incredibly good looking, he had become rich after performing so well in so many battles, and perhaps just the fact he was a Blood Elf gave him a little more of that arrogance. He wielded a large ever so slightly curved sword, it was thick and it crackled every so often with the holy energy that flowed through him and the blade. It was the perfect blade for this planet.

They had arrived at the exit of the mountain pass, bushes and dead trees covered the entrance keeping it hidden, and the soldiers of different races and abilities began to creep forwards till they were as spread out as possible without being seen. Daf could see in the distance an incredibly tall Eredar demon, a female, beating and taunting prisoners. It was clear she was enjoying it, he could see the toothed grin on her face and he could hear the evil, amused laughter coming from her. The rest of the demons in the camp seemed like they were waiting for an attack from the front… so the leader of the unit motioned for his troops to move forwards.

Roars and yells from the different races could be heard as they suddenly emerged from between the bushes and the trees, powerful warriors and paladins leading the charge with the spellcasters all getting into positions ready to blast the demons from afar. The demon commander turned slowly toward the charging forces, not seeming at all phased. Eyeing over the size of the group as her demons were already reacting and meeting them in combat. She had seen several of these soldiers before, and she noticed Daf almost immediately as he was the front tearing down her demons seemingly with ease. He had been reported on to her by her underlings and the demoness bared quite the fanged grin at the chance to take on one of their greatest.

Daf was about to let his overconfidence get him into a bad situation however, charging forwards with no thought of how close his comrades were, wanting nothing more than to get the chance to kill this commander himself he had managed to put quite the distance between himself and the rest of the forces. Eventually making his way through the last line, as other demons rushed past him to meet the other soldiers he was stood there, demon blood covering and dripping from his armor and sword… Sex hikayeleri breathing deeply as he stared towards the demoness.

Now only five metres away from, he realised just how tall she was… easily 2ft bigger than he was. He had never had the chance to fight such a powerful Eredar before, and it surprised him just how muscled and toned her body was. The demoness stood there, demonic armor holding up a large pair of dark red breasts, leaving her stomach bare. A large metal belt held a loincloth around her waist, which hung to just between her knees. Even the cracked, black hooves she walked on looked as if they could crush an Elf’s head with ease.

The commander suddenly raised a hand, fel magic swirling around her fingers as she cast a spell. Suddenly he could hear screaming from behind him, turning to look over his shoulder he could do nothing but watch as a wall of fel-fire washed over all his comrades… right up until it crashed against the mountain. It was clear nearly everyone was dead, those that weren’t were swiftly set upon and finished by the demons.. plunging their huge weapons into the backs and stomachs of their helpless victims. He turned back to the commander with wide eyes, stunned at her power… and suddenly for the first time, worried about his life.

He couldn’t go down without a fight though, he had to avenge all the men and women that just died behind him.. he raised his weapon and charged toward her, thinking his speed would outmatch the larger brutish demon. He had completely underestimated her, just like his superiors had, before he even began to strike downwards she had rushed forwards, slamming one of her hooves against his chest. The sound of her demonic hoof crashing against his plate armor was rather loud, and the Elf was sent 2-3 metres through the air before thudding on the ground in a heap. Losing the grip on his weapon he pulled a hand to his chest as he tried to regain proper breathing.

“Is this all Azeroth has to offer? Hmm? THIS is the Elf that had been tearing through MY soldiers!?” She approached the Elf, looking down at him with a large smirk. “My my … what to do with one of Azeroths greatest champions.. – Oh I have a great idea… ” She knelt down next to Daf, her large, dark red hand taking a handful of his blonde hair within her fist, forcing his gaze to meet her demonic one. “Seen as you killed so many warriors of mine, how about you help me make some more?” The grin on the demons face only grew at her comment, waiting to see what the Elf would do.

He grit his teeth as he felt his hair being pulled, clenching his armored hands into fists… wanting to do nothing more than strike her down, but he could feel her strength simply from the hand gripping his hair. He was obviously confused… how could he possibly help her to make more demons. “I would do… no such thing demon.. FILTH. Just kill me and get it over with..” He genuinely hoped she would just give him the easy way out, he had heard of how prisoners had been tortured by demons before.

“Oh.. my dear boy, you see you have no choice… and you will help me whether you like it or not, which you won’t… you really really won’t.” She shoved his head away, standing up, completely towering over him in this position, making her seem even bigger. With a quick swish of her hand Daf’s armor was suddenly fading away. A sudden rush of shame began to fill him as there was nothing he could do but lay there as he was eventually left completely naked. His hands instinctively coming to hide his cock away from her. A clear blush had appeared on those well defined cheeks of his.

The demoness laughed to herself at how he covered his cock. “Oh my boy… that isn’t what I am after all… ” It soon became clear what she may be after as the commanders own armor, what little of it she had… also faded away. Daf was given quite the shock, looking slowly up her naked legs… those thighs, which could no doubt crush him between them with ease. A surprised gasp escaped his Sikiş hikayeleri lips once his eyes rose a little more. There between her legs was a large, dark red equine sheath… “Oh… that look… mrhm… that’s what I live for.” She bit her lip as she watched his shock turn to fear at the thought of what that thing could do, and the more she watched the more it turned her on. From her sheath descened an absolutely monstrous cock, the head of her meat was just bigger than the size of his fists when put together. It was as though the sheer weight of her head was dragging the rest of that tree-trunk like cock from it’s sheath. It came down, further and further.. like the demonic appendage was approaching him itself.

After being completely stunned for what seemed like a lifetime, he eventually managed to tear his fearful gaze away from the growing monster infront of him, turning over onto his front he began to pathetically crawl away from her, revealing what she desired most. His ass, gifted with quite the plump rear she was quite pleased, even if she would be destroying it soon. She walked over behind him, leaning down and grabbing another fistful of hair. Keeping him in place easily, she lowered her body over him. Her cock by now had fully grown, perhaps it was good he could not see it right now, as it had grown to a full 24 inches. Harder than the poor Elf’s bones, it was a weapon in itself. The underside of her cock was pressed against his back, reaching up basically all the way up it, and then he felt another weight being pressed down on him. Leathery, larger than grapefuit sized balls thudded onto his ass, their intense weight an indication of how much was packed inside them.

“Now then Elf… how about you give back some of those demons you slew?” He still did not understand, even if she raped him… it wouldn’t help bring the demons back would it? He had been brought quite low now, her cock and balls heavy enough to keep him pinned down beneath them. His hands dug into the ground, desperately trying to prepare himself for what was to come.

“Please… just.. kill me. I can’t help you bring any demons back! I can’t! And that… thing is going to tear me apart!” It was clear how scared of it he was, he had pressed himself into the ground as much as possible in some attempt to get any distance from her.

“Tsk, it won’t… completely tear you apart, I need you to give birth to demons for me after all… so just a little.” She hummed in amusement of her own words, she really didn’t care if he completely tore and broke beneath her… she was just having her fun. One of her hands now took a hold of her cock, raising her hips a fair amount to realign her massive double-fist sized, flared head with his poor… tiny asshole. It looked impossible, and yet the demoness began to push… hard. He felt his body being pushed even harder against the ground as his ass initially refused to open around something so disgustingly massive. “Ooooh, ready.. this will hurt… a lot.. ” With a incredibly powerful thrust of her hips, his body stood no chance… his asshole suddenly split open around her fuck-meat… screams being forced from Daf’s mouth instantly, the pain so clear in his shrieking, never before had he made such a sound. Looking down at her handy work, the ring of his asshole began to swell up around her dick, small amounts of blood began trickling out and down towards his balls. “Oooh, it looks so bad… and I only just started.”

The demon had no mercy whatsoever, she lowered her hips further and further… her massive horse cock battering it’s way through his tight anal walls, creating small cuts and tears as it did so. Her cock was so long it began to completely rearrange the shape of his bowels and soon enough his intestines too, her cock didn’t care for his safety and shoved aside anything that got in it’s way. Eventually she had managed to sink completely inside him, he could feel it up in his chest… it’s intense heat throbbing away inside of him. “N-no… more.. Porno Hikayeleri please… just kill me.. ” The overwhelming pain and humiliation was too much for him, never having to deal with anything close to this situation.

“Awh.. but I haven’t even impregnated you yet, so… just hold out for a little while? If you really can’t… well at least I will be able to keep fucking you without listening to you complain about it..” The demoness licked her lips in delight, now the real destruction began. She showed the Elf just how powerful her body and her cock was. Placing a hand either side of his body she began to thrust in and out of him, pulling herself up before slamming so harshly back down. Each time she withdrew her cock, he could feel her massively flared head tugging his ass with it… he felt so much movement inside his body as he cock plunged in, making space for itself by shoving anything else aside.

The outside of his ass was not doing much better, the size and weight of her balls… being so roughly slammed down against his ass cheeks was beginning to redden and bruise them. Loud, lewd slaps being heard every other second as she continued to ruin his hole. Daf meanwhile had been left sobbing… he could do nothing else except cry out from the pain and shame of her fucking, each time he was slammed into he felt like he was pushed a little further into the ground. “I never did explain how you would help me create more demons did I? Well… my cum is well.. special, as long as it’s kept plugged up inside of your ass it will create some lovely demon babies inside you… Mrhm.. kept all snug in the warmth of your… broken ass. Sounds lovely doesn’t it? Contributing to the Legion in such a way… could you ever have dreamed such a great fate?”

Daf was stirred from his constant crying by her words, silenced for a while apart from pained grunts that were forced from him each time he was pushed into. He desperately hoped she was just joking, mocking him and trying to scare him more… but he had already seen what her magic could do, and he began to believe exactly what she said. His ass was really going to be used to breed demons. He was going to give birth… like a woman. “Noo…. please… noooo… ” He began to sob once more, his tears having stained the ground below him already.

The demoness kept at it, not uttering another word as she prepared to breed the Elf. Picking up the pace that little bit more, really punishing the Elf for destroying her fellow demons… eventually she was ready, withdrawing her cock so just the head was plugged inside… she came. He couldn’t believe it, such thick cum suddenly exploding inside him, it only took a second for him to feel the intense heat of it… almost burning his insides as it flooded his ass, his intestines… and filled his poor stomach to the brim, making it bulge slightly. His thighs shuddered and twitch in reaction to being so pounded and filled, whilst the demoness finally took her cock out of him… struggling a little to tug her flared head from his ass, and when she did so.. she tugged that destroyed ass with her. Her head popped lewdly free, leaving a few inches of prolapsed, bloodied… cum leaking ass hanging out of him. “Oh, as beautiful as that is… and as proud as I am, that just won’t do… I need to have as many babies in that ass as possible.

Leaning down she had picked up a large lead ball with a chain attached, the ones that are usually tied around prisoners legs to keep them from moving. It was about the same size as her cock head, and she shoved it against his prolapsed ass… pushing till she was lewdly cramming his insides… back inside, the large lead ball included. The chain remained hanging out… and cum was barely able to leak around some tiny broken gaps of his ass past the ball. “Mrhm… now then, you just… stay there won’t you? I’ll be back in a few hours to let your babies out… ” With that the demoness laughed to herself and left, no doubt preparing another attack. Poor Dafomir was left there on the floor… able to see his dead comrades, and with his ass completely ruined… the intense heat remained, and he had no choice but to wait and see if she was telling the truth or not.

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Lesbian Mind Control Incest
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research
Chapter One: Mommy Takes Charge
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Note: Thanks to Ron for beta reading this!

I thought today couldn’t get worse. And then I pulled into my driveway and discovered my eldest daughter Alison had thrown a party.

What was supposed to be the start of my weekend long vacation with my lover, Bianca Carter in Las Vegas had turned sour. The drive from our home in Thousand Oaks, a suburb outside Los Angeles, to Vegas had gone great. We were laughing and flirting, rubbing are hands all over each other’s thighs as we took turns driving. My pussy was so hot and wet.

It was great to be open about our relationship, to not hide that we were lesbians. It was stressful, particularly hiding it from our daughters. I had two and Bianca had one. My eldest, Alison, and her daughter Lily were both nineteen. They were best friends. And they were driving us both crazy. They were so rebellious. They didn’t listen any longer. They stayed out late. I had caught Alison coming home a dozen times with booze on her breath.

I was worried she would do something stupid while we were gone. But Bianca convinced me otherwise. “Maria, darling, we have the hotel already rented, money for gambling, for seeing some of the Burlesque shows Let’s go have fun! Our daughters will survive a weekend.”

At least Janet, my youngest at eighteen, was responsible. She was a quiet girl who didn’t get in trouble, unlike Alison. So I acquiesced. We left for our “girls weekend” as we told everyone, faking that we were close friends instead of the truth—that we were lesbian lovers.

It was only a few hours drive to Vegas, we arrived, checked into our hotel, and then we hit the casino floor. Bianca was having a great time, drinking, gambling, and flirting. That was the problem. She was flirting with everyone. And not with women, but with the men.

I couldn’t believe how shameless she was. She claimed she had forsworn men, and then there she was, pressing up against them at the craps table, blowing on their dices, practically fondling their cocks while I watched, growing steamier and steamier.

I should have said something earlier, before she got too drunk. But I wasn’t good at the whole confrontation thing. I just…lacked the confidence. It was probably the real reason Alison could just walk over me.

Finally, after a few hours of watching her grind between two guys as they gallivanted about the casino floor, I tried to talk to her. And what did she do? Tried to get me to join in. “This is my friend, Maria.” She pulled me closer to her. “Mmm, I bet the four of us could have some real fun.”

“I’m gay, remember,” I hissed at her. “Like you told me you are. I thought we were here for fun.”

“We are,” she purred, pressing up against the tall, swarthy guy, his hands on her ass. “And we’re going to have so much fun, aren’t we?”

The guys laughed, eager.

“I thought we were here to have fun together. Just me and you. A girls’ weekend.”

“Oh, honey, we play together all the time.” She giggled, her words partly slurred. “Oh, no, did you think…? Did you think that we were doing more than just passing time? Oh, Maria, darling.”

The words had sobered me. I thought we did have something. A relationship. Girlfriends. “Apparently, I was wrong.” The words came out like ice. My blood was chilled. “Sorry.”

“Forgiven,” she laughed. “Come on upstairs with us. We can give the men a show. I’ll go down on you, you go down on me, then you can watch them both fuck me.” She laughed. “Or you can enjoy one of them while I take the other.”

The other guy—a tall, blond meathead—gave me a hungry smile, looking up and down my body in my low-cut blouse and short skirt. Something I wore for Bianca to admire. I even had a brand new pair of panties, practically a thong, and with lace along the leg bands. I was so eager to see her reaction when she saw me in them.

“No. We came here to have fun together. Just me and you.”

“Tomorrow,” she said, shaking her head.

“There won’t be a tomorrow,” I told her as the two men led her away, both eager to ravish her curvy ass. Her auburn hair bounced about her shoulders. God, she was so beautiful. Her stretchy, red dress clung to that rear. And her legs were so long and lush. “I’m going home.”

“No you’re not.” She rolled her eyes. And then she waved at me before she vanished.

I was so angry I did it. I got my car and drove home. I didn’t care. She could get a ride back from blond meathead or swarthy asshole. I hadn’t even made it off the strip before the tears started. My mascara ran as sped back home.

And found an even worse surprise.

Music thudded out of my house. All the lights were on. Youths crowded the porch holding red plastic cups. I opened my car door and slammed it, gripping my purse in my hand as I marched up to the door.

The youths saw me. They realized who I was. They bolted.

I entered the house, finding more lounging around, dancing to the horrid music or cheering a cheerleader, complete in her cheer outfit, on as she did a keg stand. There was a keg in my house. How did Alison rent that?

“Out of my house!” I hissed.

Youths streamed past me as I marched into the living room. It was even worse in here. There was a group cheering while two guys were on the couch, pleasure crossing their faces. One was Black, the other White, both with the large builds of football players. My daughter and Lily were on their knees before them, giving them blowjobs.

Alison’s eyes flicked up and froze in mid-suck on the Black guy’s cock. Her friend Lily, a youthful copy of her mother but with brighter red hair than Bianca’s darker auburn, kept slobbering up and down the White boy’s cock.

“Not going to win that way, Alison,” the Black guy groaned.

Alison popped her mouth off his dick, her cheeks pale. “Mom?”

At the word, “Mom,” the watching youths suddenly scattered, leaving in their wake a mound of red plastic cups. There were stains on my beige carpet. There were cups on my coffee table without coasters. Someone had spilled an entire bag of chips on my ottoman, the yellow-orange dust worked into the fibers.

“Alison Lisa Talon,” I fumed as the Black guy yanked up his pants and darted out of the room.

Lily popped her mouth off the White guy’s cock. He bolted, too, his dick flopping before him. Lily gave a look at her friend, then she, too, hopped to her feet and tried to escape. I caught her and pushed her back towards my daughter.

“What are you…?” my words trailed off. The vanishing youths revealed my youngest daughter, Janet, lying passed out on the floor, her head cocked to the side, her glasses askew, her hand still clutching a red plastic cup. “You gave your little sister beer.”

“She loved it,” Alison said. “But she never drank it before and…” My daughter shook her home. “Oh, my god, Mom, why are you home? You’ve ruined my party.”

“Ruined your party?” I stared at her in shock. “Look at my house!”

Alison shrugged. She was a tall girl, taller than me now, and leggy in the tight shorts she wore. She had an athletic build, her small breasts covered by a tank top. It was clear she wore no bra. She pushed her black hair back off her shoulders and glared at me, her plump lips pursing. “You don’t understand. Oh, my god, all my friends are going to think I’m lame now. It was just getting started.”

“Oh, it looked like plenty was starting,” I scathed. “You were being filmed!”

“It was a blowjob contest, Mom, jeez.” She rolled her eyes in that exaggerated manner only a nineteen-year-old girl can perform. “Don’t pretend to be such a saint. You were my age when you had me.”

I blushed. “That’s not the point.”

She rolled her eyes. “Right, right. You discovered having fun sucks, so you never want me to have any.”

Lily just squirmed beside Alison. “Did, um, my mom come back with you, Ms. Talon?”

“No, she’s still in Vegas,” I growled. This had to be all Lily’s fault. She was a bad influence on my daughter. Just a whore like her mother. I bet it was her idea for the blowjob competition.

“Oh,” Lily said.

“Mom doesn’t like having fun. That’s why she’s back,” Alison said.

I ground my teeth. “I like having fun. I don’t like coming home and finding my house destroyed. I knew I couldn’t trust you to be alone over the weekend.”

“Oh, my god, Mom. I’m nineteen. I’m an adult. You can stop babying me!”

“I can’t. Not when you let your little sister drink herself unconscious.” I shook my head, frustrated tears burning in my eyes.

“Oh, she’s fine. She’s eighteen. I got drunk the first time younger than her. It’s time she grows up and stops trying to be like you.” Then Alison turned, marching down the hallway.

“Come back here!” I shouted. “And clean up this damned mess. Then I’m taking away your phone. I’m not paying for you to—”

Her bedroom door slammed hard.

Lily swallowed, standing awkwardly, rubbing her hands together. She didn’t know what to do. She bent down and grabbed a red plastic cup. “Sorry, Ms. Talon. It kinda got out of hand.”

“Yeah,” I nodded.

I sank down onto my couch and winced. The cushion was wet. I smelled cheap beer. I wanted to cry so badly. I wanted to grab my black tresses and rip out of my hair. Nothing had gone right today. Nothing. I could have fun. I wanted to have fun.

“Did something happen between you and my mom?” Lily asked.

“You can go home,” I said.

She picked up another plastic cup. “Sorry.” Then she scooped up a third. “We were just…enjoying life.”

My phone chirped. I pulled it out of my purse, wondering what worse news I could receive today. Maybe my dad had died. Maybe Alison’s dad wanted to visit. Asshole owed me so much back child support. Maybe it was my bank letting me know my credit card had been used fraudulently.

I entered my passcode and stared at the message. It was the strangest thing I had ever seen.

CONGRATULATIONS Maria Talon!!!

You have been chosen by our top team of researchers for our exciting new product! The Halo is the answer to all your parenting and relationship needs. Tired of being walked over by everyone in your life? Tired of that helpless feeling that is gripping you?

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So congratulations and get ready to seize your new life!

Your package should arrive in moments by drone. Enjoy!

Sincerely,

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President of The Institute of Apotheosis Research

“What the fuck?” I whispered as Lily came back from the kitchen with a trash bag. She shook it open, the plastic rippling. Then the busty girl, her tits stretching her tank top magnificently, bent down and began collecting the red, plastic cups.

This was the strangest spam I had ever gotten in my life. There weren’t even links to whatever dumb product they were trying to sell me. A Halo? And mind control? What were they playing at? Was this Alison’s idea of a joke? Was she in her room messing with me right now?

“That girl,” I growled.

Lily flinched but kept cleaning.

For a moment, I thought I heard a buzzing sound coming from the front door. It was like the very fast whirling of rotor blades. I blinked and stood up, my heart suddenly racing. This couldn’t be real. A package couldn’t have been delivered by drone. I had heard Amazon was trying that out, but it wasn’t a thing yet. Right?

My front door was still open, the evening warm. Crickets chirped outside. And there, sitting on my porch, was a cardboard box, glossy packing tape keeping the lid shut. I blinked, moving towards it in utter shock.

This prank was turning elaborate.

I walked to the package, almost numb with shock. My stomach twisted as I knelt down. My name and address was printed on a large label in the center of the lid. There was no return address, no stamps or markings from any postal carriers. It wasn’t delivered by the US Postal Services or UPS or FedEx. I looked out into the night and thought I spotted something dark flying over the neighbors house and vanishing.

Trembling, I picked up the package and walked back to the couch. I sat down, this time on a dry cushion, and ripped open the tape. Lily kept cleaning, bent over on her knees, her large tits swaying in her tank top. Like my daughter, she wasn’t wearing a bra, and her nipples, even though they weren’t hard, were still dimpling the front of her thin top.

A surge of heat shot through me. She had bigger tits than her mother. Were they as nice to play with and…?

I opened the box, taking my eyes off my ex-lover’s daughter. I had known Lily since she was a child. It was like lusting after my own daughter. Flashes of Alison’s toned, gorgeous legs in those tight shorts danced through my thoughts.

There was a golden ring wrapped in plastic set in a foam protection along with a small pamphlet. One of those instruction manuals you find with electronics. I flipped through it. It was printed in multiple languages besides English—Spanish, French, Portuguese, German, Italian, Arabic, and several East Asian languages using strange characters, probably Chinese, Japanese, Korean, and maybe Thai. I stopped on the English page.

The Halo’s patented nanotechnology will bond with your neurons, enhancing the generation of your brain waves. Simply place the device on your head, and you will gain the ability to control others actions. Your brain waves will be so powerful, broadcasting from your mind, that they will override the brain waves of others.

This is all thanks to the ground breaking work of our founder, Dr. Henry P. Blavatsky and his wife Alicia Bailey.

Nanotechnology? Wasn’t that Science Fiction? I kept reading. It talked about the technical aspects of the Halo, describing the various types of brain waves in language that had to be copied out of a scientific paper. I didn’t get half of it. Then there was a description of the nanotechnology and how it functioned. Apparently, there were little machines that would integrate into my brain and enhance my brain waves. I had heard about those. It was all so…unbelievable.

I swallowed. It would be wonderful to have some control in my life. Bianca wouldn’t have flirted with those guys on our special weekend if I had any real spine. My daughter Alison would be out here cleaning up her mess like a responsible girl, taking her punishment, if I had confidence. I should even have spanked her, regardless of her age. I had been too lax with her, and she ran wild. My parents were the same way with me.

I touched the Halo. It was…warm. My fingers tingled. Lily glanced at me, her garbage bag now half full. She took the cup from my youngest daughter’s unconscious hand. Janet shifted, murmuring something, her black hair fanned out around her. Her shirt was pulled tight about her breasts. She had larger ones than her older sister, something she was quite proud of.

And they did look so nice. If this Halo worked, I could…

A hot wave of shame washed through me. Just what was I thinking.

“What is that, Ms. Talon?” Lily asked.

“A prank,” I said, feeling so embarrassed for even thinking about my youngest daughter in such a sexual manner. But…seeing that shirt stretched over her breasts. I liked big tits. “Something Alison cooked up.”

“She did?” Lily said, sounding unsure.

“Yeah, copied a bunch of BS off Wikipedia. Probably threw the text through Google Translate a bunch of times to fake the other languages.”

“That sounds…like a lot of work.”

“She wants me to put this on,” I said, lifting the Halo. The thin, gold ring tingled more. She had rigged it up to a battery somehow. “Then she thinks I’m dumb enough to believe it would give me mind control powers. Isn’t that ridiculous?”

“Yeah,” Lily said, still staring at me.

I shoved the Halo on my head, feeling the metal band press into my hair. The tingling grew even greater. The Halo grew warmer and warmer. My stomach shifted. A wave of dizziness washed over me. My vision fuzzed dark. I gasped, fanning my face. My thoughts pricked as the heat blossomed.

“Ms. Talon?” Lily asked, her face pale.

“Ooh, she put something on it,” I said. “Like there’s a battery or something. There, it’s on. Let’s see my new amazing powers.”

Lily just stared at me, blue eyes so wide, her jaw dropping.

“Close your mouth.”

She did.

I frowned. “Stand up.”

Lily did, her eyes were still wild. “So you’re in on the prank?”

“There’s no prank,” she said quickly.

“Right,” I said, rolling my eyes. “There’s no prank. You have to do what I say.”

“I am,” she said, her voice tight. “I…I… What are you doing to me, Ms. Talon?”

My anger grew greater. So she wanted to play. “Fine, I can control you. Take off that top, let me see those breasts.”

“Ms. Talon,” she gasped, her freckled cheeks going crimson even as her hands moved to the hem of her tank top.

I blinked in shock as she actually did it. She lifted her tank top over her head, her large breasts bouncing out. The big tits jiggled as they slapped together. Her nipples were pink and flat, her areolas large for a girl her age.

“How are you doing this?” she gasped, tears in her eyes.

“You’re really committed to this prank,” I said. “I bet Alison is, too.” I took a breath and shouted, “Alison, get your ass out here right now!”

A fuzzy tingle ran through my thoughts. I absently rubbed at my hair, fingers sliding through my locks as I felt…something surge out from me, reaching through the house towards my daughter’s bedroom.

Which was ridiculous. Alison’s prank was pretty complete.

Her bedroom door opened. My sulking daughter slouched out, biting her lip. Then she blinked. “Why is your top off, Lily?”

“Your mom made me take it off,” Lily gasped. “She put on this gold circlet and it vanished and now I have to do what she says.” Tears fell down her cheeks. “Ms. Talon, please, what are you doing?”

“You two are really committed,” I said. It just made me angrier.

“Committed?” Alison said, glancing at her crying friend. “Lily, put your top back on.”

She nodded her head, reaching for it on the ground.

“No, keep it off,” I said and Lily froze. More tears fell down her face. She was such a good actor. “And you, Alison, it’s time for your punishment.”

“I’m not giving over my phone,” she said.

“No, you’re getting a spanking.” I took a deep breath. “Drop your shorts and panties, then bend over my lap.”

“There is no way I’m…” Her words trailed off as her hands shot down to her shorts. Fingers unsnapped her fastener. The color drained from her eyes as she ripped down her zipper before she shoved her shorts and panties off her curvy hips and down her sleek thighs. She had a landing strip of black hair leading to the puffy lips of her pussy. Her inner pussy lips peeked out in the center of her slit. She stepped out of the shorts, staring at me in shock. “H-how did you do that?”

I gave her a look. “This stops when you want to admit this whole Halo thing was a prank.”

“What halo?” Her eyes were wild. “How did you make me take off my shorts. I didn’t want to.” Then she moved to me. Her body was rigid, like she was struggling before she draped herself over my lap, her curving ass, fully tanned, wiggling before me. “Oh, my god, I can feel it. It’s like I have no control over my body.”

Lily nodded her head.

I bit my lip. They were both committing to this act, pretending I had mind control. It was almost unbelievable that they would let me go this far. I stared down at my daughter’s ass, a hot wave of heat shooting through me. My pussy grew wetter, my clit aching. My nipples throbbed in my bra. I reached down, rubbing my daughter’s ass.

“Oh, my god, Mom,” groaned Alison. “I know you’re a dyke and all, but you don’t have to grope me.”

“You know about that?” I asked, squeezing her ass.

“Yes, Lily and I caught you and her mom…doing things.” She sounded so reviled. “It was so gross.”

“No it wasn’t,” I said and raised my hand, slapping down hard. “It was beautiful. Women are beautiful.”

“Mom!” Alison gasped, her ass wiggling, a bright, red handprint burning on her ass. “Please, you don’t have to spank me.”

“Admit this is a prank, and it stops,” I told her, spanking my other Sikiş hikayeleri hand down on her butt-cheek. “Or you never know what I’ll make you girls do.”

Lily whimpered. It made me so wet. This was so much fun. Even if they were only acting, pretending, it was hot having this sort of power. I looked at Lily, her hands covering her big breasts, hiding her nipples.

“Stop hiding your nipples, Lily,” I smiled, that tingling racing through my thoughts. “Instead, pinch them. Make them hard for me.”

“Oh, god,” she groaned, her hands moving on her breasts, no longer hiding her nipples. She rubbed her fingers in circles on her areolas, her fat nubs hardening, thrusting before her. Then she pinched them, rolling them. “Please,” she begged. “Please, Ms. Talon.”

I cracked my hand down again on my daughter’s ass, savoring the loud spanking. I had power over her. Finally, she was listening to me. Doing what I told her. She just laid there, gasping in pain as I smacked down over and over, my pussy growing hotter and hotter.

“Lily, get those shorts off. And dance for me. Let me see that sexy body move. Mmm, you are hotter than your mother.”

“Ms. Talon,” she gasped, her hands moving down from her nipples. Her hips swayed and her breast jiggled. She shoved her shorts off her hips, wearing a pair of sky blue panties in a bikini cut. She kept wiggling her hips, her arms moving as she stepped out of them.

“Mmm, doesn’t your friend have a pretty body, Alison?” I asked, spanking her ass.

“Yes,” she said. “Mom, please, I’m sorry. Stop this. I don’t like it.”

Crack!

“It’s your punishment,” I hissed. “You’ve been a bad girl. Say it.”

“I’ve been a bad girl,” she moaned. Then she shuddered. “How are you doing that, Mom? Making me speak? Controlling me?”

“It’s the circlet,” Lily said, her hips shaking, her arms over her head now as she rolled her hips, dancing so provocatively. The tears rolling down her cheeks just made it that much sweeter. “The one she put on her head.”

“What circlet?” Alison twisted her head around to stare at me, her hazel eyes swimming with tears. “There’s nothing on her head.”

Crack!

“Right,” I said. “You must really think I’m dumb, Alison, to fall for this.” I raised my hand up to my hair, sweeping through my curls.

And didn’t find anything.

The Halo wasn’t on my head. “What?”

“It vanished, Ms. Talon,” Lily said. “It flowed into your head. And then… And then you made me do things. Can I stop? Can I get dressed?”

I stared at her bouncing breasts then down at my daughter’s red ass. I blinked. They weren’t playing a prank on me. I was really controlling them with my brain waves. The device really worked. The nanomachines had amplified my brain waves and…

“Oh, my god,” I said in shock, my pussy so wet. “Lily, take off your panties. Let me see your pussy.”

She whimpered, shoving down her panties revealing a matching landing strip to my daughter’s, though Lily’s was fiery red. Her pussy lips were thicker, drooping down her like her mothers, a pair of butterfly wings you could spread apart and expose the pink delicacies of her snatch. I groaned, rubbing my daughter’s ass, feeling the warmth of the spankings, how firm she was. I stared at Lily as she stood before me, cheeks so red and tear stained.

I licked my lips, my hand moving absently on my daughter’s ass as I considered the possibilities. I would have control in my life for once. No one would walk over me. My daughter would finally obey me. Bianca would never hurt me again.

“Mom!” my daughter gasped. “What the fuck!”

I blinked, feeling the smooth warmth on my fingers. I had moved down between her thighs without realizing it, rubbing my daughter’s underage pussy. I groaned, shivering at how naughty this was. How wrong, how taboo.

How incestuous.

I rubbed harder at her pussy, feeling the warmth of her flesh on my fingers, brushing her inner pussy lips peeking out of her slit. I pushed into her folds, loving how wet she was. She whimpered as I slid lower and brushed her clit.

Her body shivered.

“Mom,” she gasped. “Mom, that’s my pussy. Mom, what are you doing? You’re molesting me!”

“Uh-huh,” I said, rubbing up and down her pussy, my own getting hotter and hotter. “I can.” I smiled, shivering, my brain tingling. “I can do whatever I like to you. Spread your legs apart. Let me really feel your cunt.”

Her legs parted. My hand could move freely now, sliding up and down her slit, my fingers dancing on her folds. Her moisture grew, slicking my fingers as she wiggled on me. Her butt-clenched. Her thigh muscles quivered like she wanted to close them again.

But couldn’t.

“Lily, shove your fingers into your pussy. I want to taste you.”

“Ms. Talon,” she gasped even as she shoved fingers from both her hands into her pussy, trying to get all of them in there, and failing. She groaned, shivering, her big breasts bouncing. There was such a look of horror in her eyes as she pulled out her fingers, glistening with her juices, and brought them to my lips.

I breathed in, smelling her tangy pussy juices. It was different from her mother’s tart musk. I licked her fingers, my tongue sliding around them as I shoved two digits into Alison’s pussy. My daughter shuddered on my lap, her pussy clenching on my fingers as I pumped them in and out. I groaned as I savored Lily’s juices, sucking on her fingers now while she trembled before me.

“Ms. Talon,” Lily whispered. “I’m so scared.”

“I won’t hurt you,” I groaned, pumping my digits in and out of my daughter’s pussy.

“You’ll just molest us,” gasped Alison.

“You love it. You love the feel of my fingers in your pussy, Alison.” My brain tingled.

My daughter’s pussy grew hotter. She gasped and moaned. “Oh, my god, that’s even worse. Oh, that feels nice and… Oh, I hate you, Mom. I can’t believe… Oh, wow…”

Her juices flowed, my fingers pumping easier and faster. Her spicy musk, similar to my own aroma, filled my nose as I pumped in and out of her cunt. I stroked her ass with my other hand, loving this power. I squeezed her spanked butt-cheek, her pussy clenching on my dick as she sucked in a breath.

“Masturbate, Lily,” I groaned. “I want to see you cum on your fingers.”

“Oh, god,” she groaned, her right hand shooting to her pussy, rubbing at her thick pussy lips. They grew engorged as she touched them. Her other hand went to her breasts, squeezing them both, working back and forth as she stroked herself.

She was so sexy. So delicious.

My hand groped my daughter’s ass while I watched Lily. She shivered before me, her fingers sliding through those thick butterfly wing pussy lips. She stroked those dark, engorged labia, nudging her clit, her nipples growing harder and harder. She squeezed them, pinched them, her tears slowing, pleasure joining her whimpers.

Just like with my daughter.

I shoved a third finger into Alison’s pussy. I felt her sheath stretch about my digits. She let out a low, wanton moan as she shivered. Her pussy clenched down on my fingers. I loved it. My nipples ached, my pussy was on fire.

“You’re going to cum so hard on Mommy’s fingers,” I purred, plunging them over and over into her depths. “Aren’t you? Just explode on Mommy’s fingers. Oh, you can’t wait, can you?”

“No, Mommy,” she moaned, her body quivering. She bit her lip, squirming as her pussy clenched on my digits. “I…I…can’t stop it. I want to cum, Mommy. This is so wrong. You’re so terrible for doing this. I’m your daughter!”

“Yes, you are,” I moaned, the taboo nature making me so hot. Her pussy felt so amazing on my fingers. “And I can do whatever I like to you. You’re my slave now, Alison. No more being a bitch. No more doing what you want.”

“Mom,” she groaned, half in shock half in pleasure, her body shuddering, her orgasm building.

“This is so fucked up,” Lily moaned as she plunged two fingers into her twat. She used her middle and ring fingers, working them in deep, her pointer and little finger splayed out around her pussy lips. The heel of her hand ground in circles, massaging her clit as she pumped her digits. “I’m so sorry we threw a party, Ms. Talon.”

“So sorry, Mom,” whimpered my daughter. “Please, please, stop. I don’t want to cum on your fingers. This is so wrong!”

“Yes,” I moaned, rubbing my thighs together. My fingers pumped faster and faster into her depths. I shivered in pure delight, anticipating what would come next.

My clit ached for it.

I plunged my three fingers faster and faster, churning my daughter’s juicy pussy to a froth. She bucked and squirmed on my lap, her butt-cheeks clenching beneath my hands. I shivered, my fingers parting her crack, exposing her puckered sphincter.

I spat on it.

Her backdoor glistened as I brought my fingers to it. I circled her asshole. She squirmed more, her sphincter puckering. I pressed on her asshole, pushing against the tight ring with my middle finger. She groaned as I wormed my digit into her bowels.

“Oh, your ass is so tight and hot. I bet it’s virgin. Unlike your slutty cunt. You’ve fucked all the boys, haven’t you?”

“Yes, Mom,” she answered. She had no choice. “I love fucking boys.”

“Never again. Your pussy will be dry for any boy. But wet for your Mommy. Only women can make you wet and cum.” My thoughts prickled.

“Mom!” she gasped, bucking, her asshole and pussy clenching on my fingers. “Mom, you’re so fucked up. What is wrong with you?”

“I have a slut for a daughter,” I groaned. “It’s time I treated her like one. My slut!”

Just saying those words had me so turned on, a small orgasm rippled out of my pussy. I couldn’t believe it. I came from the words and pressing my thighs tight. The small waves of effervescent delight washed through me. Ecstasy bubbled through my mind, giving me a tingling preview of the true fun to come.

“Now cum, you dyke slut!” I hissed. “You’re mommy’s slave now. Cum on my fingers!”

“Mom!” she squealed and then her pussy and asshole both convulsed on my plunging digits. “Oh, my god! Oh, fuck!”

She bucked hard, juices flooding out of her pussy as she came like the little slut she was. Lily watched wide-eyed, her fingers plunging faster into her own pussy. She bit her lip, watching my daughter cum like a lesbo-whore. I shoved my fingers in deep, loving the feel of her massaging Erotik hikaye flesh, the excitement bubbling through me.

I kept fingering her. And she kept cumming, gasping, moaning out Mommy over and over. Her voice was so throaty. She couldn’t hide how much she loved it. How hard she came on her mother’s fingers.

“Yes,” I hissed, my own need building. I couldn’t take much more of only fingering her. I needed real satisfaction. My pussy burned. “That’s it. Tell Lily how much you loved Mommy’s fingers. How hard they made you cum. No lying.”

My mind tingled.

“I came so hard, Lily,” my daughter sobbed. “Oh, god, I feel so dirty, but I came. I exploded. It was the best orgasm I ever had. My mom gave it to me.”

“Oh, shoot,” Lily moaned. “Oh, shoot.”

Her large breasts jiggled as her orgasm quivered through her body. Her voice warbled with pleasure. Juices flooded down her thighs. She swayed, stumbling back into the decorative fireplace, almost knocking over some of my crystal angels on the mantle. Her fiery hairs swept about her head as pleasure coursed through her.

“Mmm, your friend finds that so hot,” I purred, pulling my fingers out of my daughter’s cunt. “You turned her on by being a lesbo slut.”

“Mom,” she groaned. “I’m so sorry. Please.”

“Oh, you loved it,” I laughed. “Don’t even pretend you didn’t.”

She shivered.

“Now, I made you cum. So be a good daughter and get on your knees. Then push up my skirt, pull down my panties, and make Mommy cum with that lush mouth.”

“What?” she gasped while my thought tingled.

And then she was moving. She slipped off my lap, her eyes wide with fright and shock. She slipped to the floor as I brought my fingers to my lips. I savored the taste of her spicy pussy. My cheeks hollowed as I sucked on them one by one. She tasted good.

Shivering, my daughter knelt before me, her black hair brushing my inner thighs as she pushed up my skirt. The look on her face, a combination of disgust and horrid fascination, made my pussy so wet.

She couldn’t believe this was happening.

She exposed the special panties I wore. Lily, still masturbating, stared in shock, her eyes so wide. “I wore these panties especially for your mother, Lily, but she wanted to be a whore and fuck men instead of me.”

Lily shivered.

“You would never do that, right, Lily?” I purred. “You’ll be my lover always. You’ll only get wet for women from now on. Unlike your whore-mother!” My brain tingled.

Her body shivered.

“Yes, yes, you feel it. You’re a lesbian now, Lily. And you love my daughter’s red ass.” I paused. “Ever thought of licking her pussy before?”

She shook her head.

“Well, you are now.” I concentrated on her and imagined the girl sliding her tongue through my daughter’s shaved pussy. Lily fingered herself harder, moaning, another small orgasm quivering through her body, jiggling those lush breasts. Her eyes stared hungrily at my daughter now.

My daughter pulled down my panties, revealing my trimmed, black bush soaked by my juices. Her eyes widened as she stared at the furry muff she was about to eat. I had to close my knees so she could get my panties off, and then I spread them right back open.

Alison leaned in slowly, her face tightening the closer she got to my naked pussy. It was clear she didn’t want to do this. That she had never wanted to lick a girl’s cunt. But she had no choice. She was my slave.

“Yes, eat Mommy’s pussy and love it,” I grinned. “Nothing will taste better than my pussy. Nothing!”

My brain tingled hard.

She quivered.

And then my daughter buried her face into my pussy. I groaned, squirming on the couch as her tongue lapped through my folds. I savored it. Such sweet delight shivered through me at the incestuous touch of my daughter. I brought the finger of my left hand, sucking on the sour flavor of her ass as she licked me.

Her eyes stared up at me, a mix of pleasure and horror at what she was doing. That she enjoyed the taste of her mother’s cunt. Her hips wiggled. Lily moaned, drawing my attention to the busty girl. Her eyes were focused on Alison’s ass, fingering herself hard.

“Lick her pussy, Lily,” I commanded. “Taste your best friend’s snatch.”

Lily groaned and raced around the coffee table. She fell to her knees, grabbed my daughter’s ass, and buried her face into her pussy. Alison squealed into my snatch, her dark eyes widening as she licked and nuzzled at my cunt.

“Mmm, yes,” I groaned. “Oh, that’s it. Oh, yes. You are such a naughty slut. Just devour me. Eat me. Make Mommy explode on that wonderful mouth!”

I humped against her, grinding on her face as her tongue lapped and nuzzled through my folds. She licked me, tonguing me so hard. I arched my back, my hands grabbing my breasts and squeezing them through bra and blouse.

It was so hot. My daughter at my pussy while her fiery-haired friend, my ex-lover’s daughter, devoured her snatch. Alison moaned as she licked me, unable to deny the pleasure of Lily’s tongue sliding through her folds.

“Oh, yes, that’s it,” I groaned. “Oh, yes. You have to devour my pussy. You have to make me cum so hard. You love your Mommy’s pussy, don’t you?”

She shook her head, still licking me.

“But you love what it tastes like.”

She nodded her head, rubbing her nose against my clit.

“Good,” I groaned. “And you’ll come to love Mommy’s pussy in time. You’ll lick it every day. You’re my slave, Alison. You’re Mommy’s pussy-licking slave. Isn’t that wonderful?”

She let out a groan, her tongue still sliding through my folds. Her eyes lowered. She understood. I was in command. I had to be obeyed and worshiped. I humped against her mouth, savoring her unskilled tongue. I didn’t care that she just flailed across my pussy lips with no technique. It didn’t matter to me. This moment was special. This was my daughter’s first time licking pussy.

My pussy.

My daughter was eating my pussy and that was so hot.

I humped against her, my orgasm building and building. I pushed down my dress, exposing the matching sky blue demi bra I wore. It clasped in the front. I undid it, my large breasts pilling out, my dark-red nipples so hard. I had such an amazing body for a woman approaching her forties.

“Yes, yes, yes, worship my pussy,” I gasped. “Worship your Mommy’s cunt. Drink down all my yummy juices.”

My daughter squeezed her eyes shut. She moaned into my pussy, her body shuddering. Lily gasped in surprise, her blue eyes catching mine. They were so wide as she lapped. She just made my daughter cum on her mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes, that’s how much you love licking your Mommy’s pussy,” I groaned, mind tingling. “It makes you cum. Admit it!”

“It makes me cum, Mommy!” she squealed into my pussy.

Then her tongue thrust so deep into my sheath. She swirled it around, teasing me, her nose rubbing on my clit. My little bud throbbed and ached. I pinched my nipples hard, humping into my daughter’s fucking tongue.

My body tensed. The taboo, forbidden thrill of incest shooting through me. My head lolled back onto the couch. The pressure built and built with every swipe of her tongue. She kept moaning, kept cumming on her friend’s mouth.

“You’re my pussy licking slave!” I howled as I came.

My pussy exploded, writhing about her tongue. My juices flooded out of my snatch, splashing on my daughter’s face. She groaned, drinking them down like it was the best ambrosia in the world. Her eyes stared up at me.

“Yes,” I hissed. “You made Mommy cum! Oh, yes, you’re my slave! Say it!”

“I’m your slave, Mommy!” she moaned into my pussy.

“Yes, baby, you are!” I howled as my orgasm burned even hotter.

I thrashed on the couch, her licking tongue keeping my pleasure alive. My eyes fluttered. Stars danced through my vision. It was amazing. It was the best. I couldn’t believe how great this orgasm was.

I loved the Halo. I didn’t understand why it came to me. Why was I chosen by the Institute? But I didn’t care right now. I had my daughter as my sex slave. And her friend, Lily. She would never be a whore like her mother. Oh, no. Neither of them would. They would be my pussy licking slaves.

“My wonderful daughter,” I groaned, leaning back, letting go of my nipples. They ached from how hard I pinched them. “Oh, that was the best cum ever. Mommy loves her little pussy licking slave so much. You can stop.”

I shivered as Alison lifted her head, my juices dripping from her face. She looked stunned by what had just happened. Lily still licked at my daughter’s pussy, making her shiver. Alison licked her lips, unable to hide how much she loved the taste of my juices now.

And then my youngest daughter said, her words slurred, “Mom, what is going on? Why are you all naked? Was Alison…eating your pussy?”

“Oh, god,” groaned Alison, lowering her face.

I smiled, staring at the ripe breasts of my youngest daughter stretching out against her top. “Mommy’s taking charge of the house now. Things are changing.”

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The dot matrix printer whirled and chunked as the telex printed on the paper striped dull blue and white, the wheels working it through the machine. It was archaic, but it was the printer that he had used, so Deidre Icke kept it.

Her hands trembled as she stared at the print out, waiting for it to complete. When it did, she tore the sheet free, staring at the blocky letters, reading them. A shiver of excitement went through her. She turned to her desk, a picture of her guru and his wife resting in a silver frame beside her sleek, modern monitor. It was 29” 4K HD. The best on the market.

She sat down at her expensive, leather chair, smoothing the printout before her keyboard, her eyes dancing across the message again. She couldn’t stop reading the words.

STATUS: DELIVERED at 2056 PST to SUBJECT 1 residence

HALO ALPHA: ACTIVATED by SUBJECT 1 at 2102 PST

SUBJECT 1 has engaged the HALO on two individuals. HALO functioning properly. SUBJECT 1 has integrated 100% with HALO nanomachines. SUBJECT 1 brainwaves function at peak efficacy.

Apotheosis achieved.

A shiver of exultation passed through Deidre. She stared at the picture of her dead guru and his wife, tears falling down her cheeks. “I wish you were here to see the start of the new age.”

The dot matrix printer rumbled to life, printing a new message. SUBJECT 1 had engaged a new person with her divinity. Deidre shivered in anticipation as she waited for the drones to set up the spy cameras.

To be continued…

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As I look back on these stories I’ve written I realize what a screwed up life I have lived. But sex, anal sex and incest is still part of my life and I enjoy it. My step mother is now in her mid seventies and the dangdest thing is that I butt fucked her this week and she will still let me pussy fuck her every now and then but she really likes the buttfucking. I just make the excuse I’m going to see my parents and go over there. At 60 years old I’m not as horny as I was at 15 or 16 but she still plays with my ass and now I can buy toys at adult book stores for her. (our latest and greatest is the 10 inch 4 inch across black dick I purchased about 10 months ago. I thought she was going to pass out when she saw it. She made the comment “Where was this when you were growing up?”
Back to my story

After we had moved to the country and I had witnessed my grandpa ass fuck my step mom in the barn and had played with my dad’s dick, other things began to happen
One night when I was just about to go to sleep, I heard my door open and my step mom came into my room. She didn’t turn on the light and she was walking very lightly. She tiptoed to my bed and crawled in beside me. She lifted up the sheet and reached for me. I was still pretending to be asleep as she pulled my shorts down and began to play with my cock. She asked me”Are you awake yet?”
“Yea,” I said quietly. “Won’t Dad hear us?’
“The best thing you could have done was give him that blow job. He won’t do anything even if he catches me, and I know he knows I’m in here now.”
With that she got real close to my ear, like she always did when she was turned on, and said
“Have you talked to your cousin about jacking off and sucking each other yet?”
“No,” I said. ” I didn’t even know he liked that stuff”
“Oh, he likes that stuff alright” she whispered. “I know for a fact that his mother has butt fucked him too.”
She was stroking my dick pretty hard by now and her breathing was getting short. My dick had grown in the past two years to a nice 5 and1/2 inches and had grown in girth pretty good too. She was really beginning to beat the hell out of my dick and I was getting ready to cum. She slipped her head under the covers and took my dick into her mouth and began to suck it in earnest. I shot a good glob of cum in her mouth and she sucked all of it down. Sat up on the side of the bed and whispered huskily, “Go check out your cousin and lead the conversation into something to do with sex and I’ll bet you get to find something really nice real soon.”
With that she stroked my now limp dick a couple of more times and quietly left the room. I couldn’t sleep very well the rest of the night. I jerked off twice more but couldn’t get to sleep.
The next day I slept through most of my classes. But just as soon as my cousin had finished his chores he rode his bike down to the house and we began talking.
I was just about to say something about being horny when I saw my grandad go towards the barn with my red headed aunt in tow. I grabbed my cousin by the shoulder and started dragging him towards the barn. He kept asking me what was going on and all I could tell him was just come with me and I would show him something he wouldn’t believe.
We ran as hard as we could but I knew we would have to be quiet when we got close so I slowed down and put my finger to my lips to show him to be quiet.. We slipped quietly up to the side of the barn and I looked ino a knothole and indicated for him to look too.
Just as I figured! Grandpa had closed the barn door behind them and was going over towards the chicken feed sacks. My red headed aunt was already bent over them and waiting. Grandpa came over behind her and raised up her dress and there was the whitest ass I had ever seen. Man don’t anyone in this family wear underwear?
She waited until he got ready then turned around and began to suck his dick. She was a pretty good cocksucker too. She began to moisten his dick with her saliva and groan a little at the same time.
My cousin looked through the knot hole and then looked at me and lipped to me with no voice,”That old man has the biggest dick I’ve ever seen”
I just nodded and went back to watching what was unfolding inside the barn. He began to sink that big cock into what looked like her pussy, from where I was I couldn’t tell. She moaned and let out a grunt and grabbed the sacks with her hands and squealed a little. The old man pulled back and shoved it back in. She must have been a little dry because she really let out a grunt of pain. He pulled it out again and shoved it back Sex hikayeleri in and out and in and out and in again. She must have been getting moist now because he wasn’t having to push so hard. Now he settled into a rhythm and began to really fuck the shit out of her. She laid there for a few seconds and then her expression began to change and her vocal expression began to change and then her expression began to change. She was now getting into being fucked pretty good. Her total behavior changed and she began to start to moan and groan and move her hips like she was getting to appreciate this some now. He picked up his pace and really began to fuck her hard and rammed his large dick into her like there was no tomorrow. Just as he began to grunt she began to scream. It scared me just a little because all of a sudden I was afraid someone would look out of the window and maybe see us looking through the knotholes. After looking around I didn’t see anyone and looked back and saw him stiffen up and groan a little and stab that big fat dick in her once more.
“What do you say, girl?” he asked her.
“Thank you Daddy” she said.
“Good girl” he said. “Now suck my dick clean and let’s go back to the house.”
With that, my cousin and I began to sneak away from the barn and ran across the pasture to a dried creek bed that was at the edge of the property.
When we got there we both slumped down on the ground with our backs to the wall of the creek.
“WOW” said my cousin. “That was the hottest thing I have aver seen. That old man has the biggest dick I have ever seen in my life. She took it right up the ass.” He must have had a better view than I had but I figured that’s where she was getting it. That whole family likes assplay.
“Have you ever had anything up your ass?” I asked. Man was this ever a good opening. I was horny and so was he.
He opened his zipper and drew out a long but not too thick dick and began to stroke it. I knew I was getting close to an answer. “Yeah, “he said ” My mom takes me to the shed and buttfucks me every now and then. I’ve kinda gotten to where I like it. Every now and then she’ll suck me after she has fucked me and I really like that.” he said as he stroked his dick slowly and cupped his balls.
“Man, I ain’t ever seen someone get fucked like that though.”he said.
“You ever got buttfucked or anything like that.
And so began a long conversation about me and my step mother. What was it about this clan of people that the liked to butt fuck so much?
After we had talked a little bit he looked at me with a quizzical look on his face and said “Wanna fuck each other and get rid of these blue balls?”
I was game. Man I was finally gonna get to fuck someone else in the ass. All this time I might mention that I had my dick out and was jacking off too.
I stood up and dropped my drawers and kicked them off and kept stroking my dick. He looked down at my dick and pointed at a tree that was laying over in the creek bed and motioned that he wanted to fuck me in the ass first. I quickly dropped over the tree and spread my cheeks. He spit on his dick and began to try putting it in my asshole. It took a little but slowly it began to go in. One stroke and about an inch. Second stroke maybe another inch of it in. He spit on his dick once more and drew it back and made a harder stab and the whole thing went in up to the hilt. I felt his balls slap mine. He began to fuck me in real sincerity now. Pounding my ass. Pounding it hard. Man this guy was getting serious about his ass fucking. I was serious about it too. I liked the hell out of it. I was enjoying this and thinking about how it would feel when I got to fuck him. He started grunting and making obscene noises and pound me really hard. I felt him stick his dick up my ass really hard.
He began to grunt and I knew he was getting close. He shoved it in and kept it in my ass for a couple of seconds and then I began to feel him jerk and quiver. He jerked and thrust and jerked some more. And then he pulled out of my ass. He was spent and I knew it so I gave him some time to recover. As he sat on the limb I walked up to him and made like I wanted him to suck me. I had no idea whether he was into that or not. But he had just seen our aunt suck my grandads dick so I thought what it was worth a try.
To my surprise he dropped to his knees and began to suck it. Man that was hot!!!!
As he began to suck I knew if I wasn’t careful he would get me to blow my wad in his mouth and I wouldn’t get to fuck him in the ass.
I told him Sikiş hikayeleri that that felt good but I really wanted a piece of ass. And with that he bent over the same limb I had been laying across and I found his ass hole. Slowly at first but that boy was ready. He made a little backward thrust and my dick went all the way in. Right up to the hilt. Man was that good!!!!!!!
I didn’t take any warm up. I began to fuck him in earnest. Hard and fast and it was good. It didn’t take very long for me to build up to my climax. I started shooting cum in his asshole with full force.
I had just about finished my last blast in his ass when I heard a female voice say “WHAT IN THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE??!!”
My dick came out of his ass and went limp immediately as I looked up on the edge of the creek bank and there stood my cousins Mother. Her hands were on her hips and she had a mad as hell look on her face.
She walked down into the creek bank and walked right up to where we both were.
“:I saw you two run up here from the barn and wondered what the hurry was. I come up here and catch you with your dick up my sons’ ass. What have you got to say for yourself?” she asked.
What could I say? Lady I just watched your father-in-law fuck his daughter in the ass in the barn and I thought I would come up here and get me a piece of ass too?
Well I might be brave but I didn’t say anything. I was caught butt fucking someone and I guessed the whole world would know pretty soon.
Well?” she said.
I just tried to cover myself up but I was scared to death.
She looked down at my dick and her face changed expressions.
“Well?” she said again. “Are you going to say anything or just stand there with those beautiful dicks covered up with your hands?”
Slowly, she sank to her knees and she took my now limp dick in her hand and slowly sniffed it. I knew it smelled like shit. She had seen me fucking him in the ass. Was she going to now tell me that my dick smelled like shit?
Then just as slowly, she took my dick in her mouth and began to suck it. Moving her tongue over the head and cleaning it off just like I had seen my step mother and aunt do. Then the pace began to really pick up as she sucked and slurped. I looked at my cousin and his eyes were as wide as mine. We both looked at each other in total amazement. And now my dick was starting to get hard. Really Hard.
She reached over and got his dick and slowly started jacking him off. She pulled him to his feet and drew him closer. Then she started sucking him too. She alternated sucking us both for a few minutes. I wanted to come in her mouth so bad.
There is no way in the world I could have dreamed this stuff up. These things just don’t happen, I thought.
And just as I thought it couldn’t get any kinkier she turned him around and began licking his ass where I had just finished fucking him.
She looked at my cousin and then at me and stood up. I was in awe because I really wanted her to finish me off with a marvelous blowjob. This woman was good and I really wanted to come.
She looked at me and said “Did you like fucking him in the ass?”
I nodded as she pulled on my dick again. “Would you like to do it again? I want to watch close up this time!!”
She pulled me closer to him and told him to bend over cause he was going to get butt fucked again. He did. She knelt down and took my dick in her mouth and began to suck me off and slurp and wet my dick with her spit. Then she turned around to him and spread his ass cheeks wide and stuck her tongue in his ass and began to lick it. She then thought it was slick enough and told me “Stick that dick in his ass where I can see it. OK now shove it in hard and deep!”
I began to fuck this boys ass as if my life depended on it, and I wasn’t real sure that it might not. If I could make her horny enough we could get some stuff on her and she wouldn’t tell on us, maybe
I grabbed him by the hips and began slamming my dick up his ass hard and fast. The harder I slammed the louder he grunted and groaned and the closer to the dick and ass hole she got.
I got stiff and shot my wad in his ass and began to really like it. He did too but he was on the receiving end but I could sense he was liking it.
She stood up and started taking off her dress. As soon as she had it off she spread it out on the ground and started taking off her bra and panties. GOOD GOD!!! This woman had huge soft tits and hair all over her pussy. I mean a pile of pussy hair that would make you think something could live in Erotik hikaye there.
She told her son” Lay down on the ground with your dick in the air, boy, I’,m going to fuck you.”
I didn’t want to be left out but I started to back up a little. She turned and looked at me and said,”Stay right where you, boy cause I’m gonna want some of that dick too.”
I think that I could have died right then but my heart wouldn’t stop beating. I watched as she slowly mounted my cousin and began to thrust his prick in her cunt. She was hot. I mean really hot. She began to ride him for all he was worth. She was slamming her cunt down on his dick and just about knocking the wind out of him every time she did.
And then she turned to me as said. “Get your dick ready boy cause your gonna get to fuck my shithole. And you can come in me anytime and as many times as you can. I want that dick of yours stuck up my but. Now come around here and let me suck it and get it wet again. I’m gonna show you two boys what fuckin’ is all about.”
And with that she sucked my dick into her mouth and left it wet with saliva. “Get in ” she said.
And I obliged her.
I crawled up behind her and found her asshole and stuck my dick in it and started cramming it in just as hard as I could. I was so hot and horny that I woould have fucked an knot hole.
She began to groan. Her moaning became very loud. I would stroke her in her ass and my cousin would stroke her in her pussy and between us we fucked the shit out of her. Literally!!
I felt her shit try to come around my dick as she began to moan and scream.
“FUCK ME YOU LITTLE BASTARDS!!!!! I MEAN FUUUUUCK MEEEEE NOW. I WANT THOSE DICKS TO GET SO HOT THEY WILL MELT…!!!!!!!
I began to feel her shudder. I wasn’t real sure what an orgasm really was but I was pretty sure this woman was having one.
“Fuck Me” she said. “Hard, and I do mean hard. Slam that dick in my cunt and cram it in my ass and fuck me till I am ready to quit”.
I could feel my cousins dick pressing on the underside of my dick from inside her cunt and the wall of tissue that was between her cunt and her ass. MAN, Did that feel good and I was not that far from cumming. I could feel her still trying to shit as I stuffed my dick just as far a I could up her ass. She was having orgasms quickly. She had already had two and working on her third.
FUCK, FUCK, FUCK FUUUCCCCKKKK!!!!!! she screamed.
I couldn’t handle it more any, and I began to cum in her ass. I shot as much cum as I had left and that seemed to still be a lot up her ass. But I didn’t take my dick out but I thought I would at least play with her titties. I reached around her and tried to find a nipple on it but there was my cousins mouth attatched to the left one and I couldn’t get his mouth removes. So, I reached around with ny other hand and found her nipple. Man that nipple was at least and inch long and maybe even a little longer., I slid my dick out of her and around on the side where I could get my mouth on her tit. She was moaning and still moving her hips back and forth. I knew my cousin had already shot his wad but she wasn’t giving up this saddle horn for nothing, and continued to ride him hard.
I hung on to her tit and sucked on it till I thought I was going to pop it. She rode him for another minute or so and then sat straight up and began to shudder. Then she went stiff and then collapsed on his chest. After a few minutes she looked around at my dick which I had now brought up closer to her, and made a motion with her mouth like she wanted to suck it again. She got it very quickly. She began to suck my dick and clean it off with her tongue. I knew it had shit on it but I didn’t care. She was still impaled on his dick and just moving back and forth on it.
She sucked me for a couple of minutes and then spat my dick out and pulled her cunt up off of his dick which was now getting soft.
” Tomorrow I want to see both of you immediately after you get off of the bus” she said. “We need to talk about this”
And with that she got her dress and shook off the dirt on it and put it on. She picked up her bra and panties and walked out of the creek bank and off towards the house.
“What in the hell just happened,?” I asked my cousin.
“We just got buttfucking each other and it must have made her so hot that she wanted to get in on some of the action, I guess” he said.
We both sat down in the dirt. I looked over at him and he was slowly stroking his cock. I slowly began to tug on mine and it was making a valiant effort to get hard again. I didn’t think it would but if he was going to have one at least I was going to try to be ready. He started jacking off with his semi-hard cock and said, “I wonder what tomorrow will bring?”

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This is a fantasy I’ve wanted to write about for a while. It’s a little long though, so make sure you’ve got some time on your hands. It’s my first story on this site so go easy on the comments please. There is a kind of long build-up to the action, but if you stick with it I think you’ll find it was worth the wait. I hope you enjoy!

Dear Journal,

My name is Jason. I’m pretty much your average 15-year-old guy. I’m about 5’9” and weigh about 135 lbs. I’ve never wanted to be one of those guys who have a gross amount of muscle that just makes you wonder if they spend any time AWAY from the gym. That being said, I am pretty well built with a decent amount of muscle. I’m not over or under-weight. I work out pretty regularly with a pretty decent triathlon-type regimen. I bike, run, and cycle most days after school. Right now it’s the summer time, so I’m going a little easier and spending a little more time at the beach.

Now I’m not usually the type to write down all that touchy-feely crap in a journal like this. Last week though, something incredible happened that I just couldn’t keep inside any longer. Mostly because I’m afraid I’ll forget it in many years to come, but also so that I can remember the specific details of the events of last week in all their glory, I’ve chosen to make an entry in this old journal I found in my closet today. I’ll try to write in as much detail as I can manage—here goes:

This whole thing concerns a girl named Laurie who lives about five houses up the street from me. We go to the same school and everything, but we’ve never really been that friendly. She tends to hang out with the more popular and cliquey part of my grade that I honestly just don’t care for. That’s not to say I’m a nerd though; I am very athletic and am a pretty cool guy in my opinion, though I definitely have my nerdy side. Anyway, back to the point. I mean, sure, we’ve hung out a few times over the years, but a friendship never really got a chance to grow between us. Recently though, things had started to become a little different.

She has this friend, her name is Nicole, and they hang out together ALL THE TIME! A pattern had begun to develop that went pretty much like this: Nicole, as always, arrives at Laurie’s house for a sleepover. They Snapchat and text me a few times to get my attention, and then start annoying me any way they can. Sometimes they run past my house and scream my name, other times they start calling my phone incessantly, etc. And this wasn’t just normal girls-annoying-guy stuff; it was obviously flirty. Every time they swam in her pool or went to the beach, they’d send me seemingly innocent pics of them in their bikinis. But they are both extremely hot, and they know it; and therefore use it to flirt with me. Both of them are super thin, but not enough to be disgusting. They have just the right amount of flesh on their bones. Laurie has the hottest ass you’ve ever seen in your life and those amazing boobs that aren’t too big or too small, and are so perfectly shaped it’s almost unbelievable. Nicole has more of a supermodel face, not as hot an ass as Laurie’s, but significantly bigger boobs than her. While Laurie’s are probably only around a small B cup, Nicole’s are easily a C cup on the very verge of being a D cup.

The Wednesday of last week they got even flirtier, and I just knew that something was up. Sure enough, later that afternoon I get a text inviting me over to join them in the Jacuzzi by the pool. I was happy that I had chosen that morning to do a killer abs workout because I definitely caught them checking me out a couple of times while I had my shirt off. We basically just spent a few hours chatting about nonsense. During this time, they found every opportunity to touch me or secretly feel my biceps—you get the idea.

I went home with a raging hard-on, hoping that my baggy swimming trunks had successfully hidden it from the smoking hot girls. I got back to my house at around 8 PM. I’d already had dinner at Laurie’s house, so I just went into my room and crashed on the bed. My parents and little brother were out at the movies, leaving me with the freedom to jack off as loudly as I chose. And boy did I need it! Those girls had me at the breaking point when I left and after jacking-off for a few minutes, I was ready to blow a giant load.

After I finished up, it was still pretty early so I powered up the Xbox and played some videogames for a few hours. Then I went to sleep, unable to get Laurie’s incredibly sexy ass or Nicole’s perfect tits off my mind. At about 1 AM I was awoken by the sound of my phone vibrating on my bedside table; it was a text from Laurie:

L: Jason, get over here.

J: What are you two doing up so late, I mean Sex hikayeleri early?

L: We’re lonely.

J: Okay, I just need to sneak out. I’ll be there in a minute.

L: Tap on my window when you get here, we’ll open for you.

I slipped on a good pair of jeans, a sleeveless shirt, and a warmish leather jacket. I walked through the kitchen to our back door and silently cracked it open. I made sure to turn the little switch on the handle so I could open it from the outside when I got back, and then went around the side of my house and headed up the road to Laurie’s place.

Her house isn’t huge, but it’s a really cool house that makes it pretty obvious that her family is well off. I mean, everyone at my school is well off, it’s a private school; but her place is extra fancy nonetheless. The way her house is set up, her room has its main windows facing the street on the left of her front door if you’re facing it. The only thing lying between her window and the street is some grass. The windows are just the right size to be able to climb through.

I walked up to her window and lightly tapped on it a few times. I couldn’t see in because the shades were drawn, but there didn’t seem to be a reply. I tapped again and heard a whisper from inside: “It’s unlocked, come in.” I pulled the window outwards just enough for me to get in and pushed the shades aside. It was dark in the room and she hadn’t turned on the lights.

“Laurie, I can’t see anything. What’s going on?”

“Just a second…Okay, turn on the lights. And don’t worry, the door is closed and my parents’ room is far enough away for them to not hear us.”

I reached over right next to her bedroom door and flicked the lights on. I was a little annoyed to be greeted by the sight of Laurie and Nicole covered by the blankets on their respective beds.

“You called me over here just to watch you sleep? What the heck is going on girls?”

After some giggling, Laurie spoke: “We have a dare for you.”

“Are you serious? That’s what you woke me up for at one in the morning?”

“Come on Jason, don’t be such a downer!”

“Fine then, what’s the dare?”

“You have to swear to do it before we tell you what it is.”

“No way!”

“Come on Jay!”

“Oh FINE! I swear!”

“We dare you to pull the blankets off us, me first.”

I frowned at hearing the dare. I mean, what kind of dare was that? I decided not to argue with it though. I might as well do it since I was already over here and everything. So I walked up to Laurie’s bed and threw the blankets off her bed. The sight that greeted me had my jaw hitting the ground like an anvil. She was butt naked in her bed, clear as day for my eyes to take in as much as they pleased! She’d obviously been spending time in her backyard tanning naked because there was no hint of a tan line or any type of bikini tan. She was lying on her back so I couldn’t get a good look at her ass, but her tits looked even more amazing than I could have imagined. As I reached out to touch them she flicked my hand away, saying:

“Not yet big guy, you have to take Nicole’s blankets off first.”

And I was pleased to oblige. As I ripped the covers off of Nicole’s bed I could already feel my boner straining against the unforgiving fabric of my jeans. Her larger boobs jiggled a little as the covers were torn off and set my mouth watering. She opened her legs wide as I looked over her smoking figure. She was a lot tanner than Laurie, so the pinkness of her twat really stood out. It was the first one I’d ever really seen because Laurie’s legs had been together and I’d really been focusing on her perfect tits.

Everything was happening so fast that for a little while I didn’t notice Laurie had walked up behind me. She grabbed my arm and shoved me onto her bed face up. She then unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans, taking them and my boxer briefs off at the same time. They both gasped and giggled as my cock sprang up from the grasp of my jeans and underwear. I’d shaved down there about a week ago and so it wasn’t gross and hairy. Now a lot of guys exaggerate the size of their cock, but I’m just gonna’ be honest about it. I don’t have the biggest dick in the world, it’s somewhere between 5.5” and 6,” but what I lack in size I make up for in thickness. My cock is pretty thick and the girls commented on that as they started touching and feeling it all over.

“Oh my god Jason, you dick is amazing,” said Nicole. I could see her starting to rub her clit and fondle her tits as Laurie leaned down towards my cock. It’s almost impossible to describe the absolute bliss of the warm, wet feeling that comes with a girl’s mouth enveloping your cock. I almost came Sikiş hikayeleri right then and there from the excitement of getting my first blowjob from such a hot girl.

She’d obviously had a lot of experience and quickly had my whole shaft in her mouth. She gagged a little but kept going. Sounds of slurping and moaning filled the room as Laurie continued to blow me. Then Nicole knelt on the bed beside her and started fondling my balls while continuing to play with her pussy. She leaned over and made out for a bit with Laurie, wich really got me going, then she shuffled over to the side of the bed that my head was on. She then bent her chest over my mouth and let me lick and suck her tits. The dark areolas and erect nipples of her amazing boobs filled my sight. Then I started sucking on one tit while pinching and playing with the nipple of the other. Nicole sighed with pleaser and started fingering herself.

All this while Laurie continued to blow me and I could feel myself starting to get close. Then I was surprised to find Nicole pulling her tits away from me and swinging her leg over me head. Then I grinned in delight as she lowered her hot pussy down towards my mouth. She was already soaking wet from the hotness of everything that was going on and as I got my first taste of pussy juice my mind soared to heaven! I stuck my tongue out and began to fuck her hole with it. Then I made a few quick circles around her asshole with my tongue. She was starting to grind her pelvis into my face with pleasure when I surprised her by quickly moving my efforts to her now erect clit. She gasped in delight as I started sucking on and flicking it with my tongue as I slipped my finger into her pussy. Although she seemed to have some decent experience too, it was obvious that she was technically a virgin. My finger touched up against her virgin cherry as she moaned in pleasure.

As she started to orgasm my finger felt like an iron clamp was crushing it. Her pussy muscles gripped my finger like it was a matter of life and death as she groaned in sexual pleasure and shudders shook her body.

Just as this happened I felt my balls start to contract and briefly stopped eating out Nicole to tell Laurie I was about to cum. She just kept going and swallowed every bit of my man milk as it shot out of my dick in thick, hot ropes.

“Mmmm…you came hard Jason. My god!” said Laurie. “That was so hot!”

“Thanks for the awesome blow job Laurie, I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard in my life.”

“Okay, I know this might sound unbelievable, but I’m actually a virgin. We both are, and other than the fact that we noticed you were super cute these past few weeks, I asked you over here so you could be both of our firsts. We wanted a good guy to take our virginity and you are a perfect guy for that.”

“I can’t wait. Do you have any condoms around by any chance though?”

“Nah that’s okay, we’ve both been on the pill for a while now, so it’ll be okay.”

“Perfect.”

I was almost in a daze as Laurie then proceeded to move her chest up so it was level with mine. She then grabbed my dick and guided it into her virgin pussy. The tightness was unbelievable as I slowly pushed my length inside of her until I met the resistance of her hymen.

“I’m ready Jason. Do it. Just be gentle okay?”

I slowly pushed against the resistance of her cherry as she winced in pain. A loud yelp escaped her lips as I felt the barrier break.

“You okay?”

“Yeah, keep going. Just go slow for a while.”

I started pumping in and out of her cunt with slow, rhythmic strokes. After a while she stopped wincing and began to moan quietly in pleasure. During all this Nicole had not been idle. She’d found a small enough vibrator for her tight pussy and was busy pleasuring herself with it as Laurie and I started fucking.

Laurie had gotten past the pain really quickly and was starting to get really into the moment. She leaned down and kissed me on the lips. She gasped a little as my tongue entered her mouth and our tongues began to play with each other. She moaned with primal desire and slid her fingers into my curly hair.

“Oh god Jason that feels so good! Please don’t stop.”

I did exactly the opposite, I sped up. A lot. I saw Nicole look up from what obviously was a very pleasurable vibrator session as the room was filled with gasps of pleasure from Laurie and the loud slapping of my balls against her ass. She sat up cowgirl style and pushed on my chest, signaling me to stop thrusting.

“Holy shit I’m about to cum Jason!”

“Me too babe.”

“Fill my hot little pussy! Fill it…fill it…FILL IT!!!! Oh FUCK!!”

She continued to grind on my dick in a circular Erotik hikaye motion as I felt her tight pussy clench around my dick and her legs began to shake. Her mouth opened and closed but no sound came out, she was in too much ecstasy. Eventually she simply collapsed on the bed. While she was doing this I had been feeling the pressure starting to build in my balls, and I knew the moment had come (haha), I was about to cum in my first girl!

I groaned in delight as I felt ropes and ropes of my warm white cum explode out of my dick and fill her hot little pussy. I rolled her off of me and gave her a passionate kiss on the lips as I noticed my cum dribbling out of her pussy. She fondled my face and my hair. Then I noticed Nicole looking at me with the look I can only imagine a hungry lioness gives her prey. She slowly beckoned, somehow even doing that in an unbelievably sexy way. I couldn’t resist and slowly got up from Laurie’s bed and sat down next to Nicole.

“Fuck me doggy style Jason. I want it hard. Break my slutty little cherry hard!”

“You sure Nicole, isn’t it supposed to hurt, like a lot?”

“I don’t care, I just want to feel you ramming me as hard as you possible can. And then I want you to cum all over my tits.”

“Can’t argue with that.”

I knew this girl wanted it, and wanted it rough. So I decided to play the part. I hurled the blankets off of her bed and roughly turned her around and pushed her onto all fours. I could see that her pussy was already wet from all her vibrator work. She spat on her hand, and reached back, rubbing her sloppy saliva all over my dick.

“I love it when you play rough Jason. Now fuck me damn it.”

I needed no further coaxing. After lining up with the hole nestled between her moist pussy lips. I rammed forward with all my strength. I barely even felt her cherry pop. She gasped and grabbed a pillow to slam her face into as I heard her muffled screams. Then they turned to guttural sounds of delight as I started to fuck her.

“Oh yeah baby, just like that,” she said. “I love the feeling of your balls hitting my horny little clit!”

“You’re so tight holy crap Nicole. I know I’ve already cum once but it’s not gonna take very long either way.”

“Shut up and just keep going. Oh! Yeah baby just like that!”

I could feel sweat starting to trickle down my back as I continued to exert myself. I could feel myself getting close to cumming again. I could also hear that Nicole was getting closer too. So to help her along I made a bold move, spat on my middle finger, and slowly pushed it up her tight little asshole. She gasped.

“Oh shit Jason that feels so good in my ass baby. Don’t stop, I’m gonna CUM!!”

And cum she did, loudly. She was shacking so violently that my dick popped out of her. I was extremely close, and so I flipped her over and began jacking myself. Then I smelled the recent sex and sweat on Laurie as her blond hair tickled my shoulder and she kissed my neck. She’d obviously recovered from her intense orgasm earlier.

Then I was surprised as she reached her slender hands around my waist, moving my hand off of my dick. Then she started to jack me off herself, which felt so much better. When she then proceeded to lick the sweat off my back seductively while still jacking me off I could take it no more. I turned my head and kissed her hard before looking down and aiming my dick at Nicole’s heaving chest and perfect tits. Not as much as before, but quite a few ropes of cum shot out of my dick as I groaned and groaned.

Nicole felt the warmth and started squirming in delight. Then, to my amazement, Laurie leaned forward and proceeded to lick her best friends perfect tits and all of my cum all over them. She swallowed every last drop and then the two of them proceeded to make out on the bed. I watched in pure bliss, after cumming as hard as I ever had in my life twice!

“Jason,” Laurie said. “That was the most fucking amazing thing I’ve ever felt in my life. We should definitely do this again soon.”

“That’s for sure,” said Nicole. “You fucked like a pro for a guy who was a virgin when he got here.”

They both shot me naughty grins. Then we all gasped in horror as we heard the sleepy voice of one of Laurie’s older sister’s echo just down the hall in her house.

“Laurie, are you okay? What’s going on in there.”

I wasted no time. I quickly kissed both of the girls on the check, and proceeded to throw my pants on, no time for shoes or shirt. I grabbed my stuff and put one leg out the window.

“Thanks for that girls, I was luck to take the virginity of two hotties like yourselves. Spray some Febreeze or something in here so your sister can’t smell what we just did.”

We exchanged winks and then I was out the window and sprinting back home.

Sequel to come if the reviews for this one are good. I really hope you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!

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Ok here’s MY disconnected privilege para. During shelter-at-home I meant to get online and chat more, but I’ve been occupied. Also I’ve been hearing about how my favorite hoes aren’t able to “work from home” like they should because of an online service called OnlyFans (I think?) where every sexually repressed 3-6 is able to chat online and videochat for $. Everybody being locked in is good for business, maybe my online chatters wouldn’t be available anyway. But that got me thinking, not that I need to do that because I’m set, but I should Duo J during this or something for some naughtyness… But peoples’ issues got me doing math too, and after buying my house and investing the rest as Mark demanded, at my set up quarterly dividend rate of 5% every 3 months, I’m making like $12,000 a month! That’s minimum, and $144,000+ a year for doing nothing. That’s Hillary-level $ breh. I’m probably way off and the market crash I’m hearing about means I’m making nothing rn, but it’s stress relieving to know that was hopefully close to how it was before all this. But I’m not an accountant obviously. Basically I got a credit card, where as I understand it the place I’m invested with pays for my purchases with cash or credit themselves, then liquidate low-level stocks to cover that at some point. There isn’t a place I can check my net worth, I’d have to request a statement. They explained it during that first investment meeting but I’m ballparking it in my head now for my own sense of wellbeing. Also I’m def hiring a live-in sexy warrior/chef/butler after all this. I’m working on the ad bits at a time here and there for when things are back to normal. (My stock value did indeed drop from what I was told when I called to inquire, but it’s renewable and I just have to wait awhile for it to rebound, and 1/5th was in a “money market” which is non-fluctuating so I have it to support me in the meantime)

I’ve been checking in on the people I care about during the cataclysm. My mom’s fine, she owns her own essential business and is doing the reduced hours for employees ect thing everyone else is, making less $ but still staying ahead. My boys are fine, schooling from home and their parents are still working, nobody’s sick. I told them to stay safe, and if they’re lonely… NOT to go online to onlyfans or whatever and pay to chat with girls who won’t remember them. I’m here to supply them with naughty text, my huskiest voice and whatever other accompanying visual masturbatory aids their might need lol! But if they’re caught they don’t know me, I’m an E-girl! My friend Holly is good, her business is always essential, even though the cops wouldn’t agree during the best of times ;), Dillan still working at reduced hours making sandwiches, now doing delivery and still living at his mom’s. She’s ok too, still single… Gunguy lost his job and his work wasn’t essential, he is staying with his parents. Idk what to say to him so I apologized and told him to let me know if he needs anything and we’ll talk. No fucking at the moment though… Yeah that was the first thing he said he needed, he doesn’t take the Rona seriously and isn’t taking precautions like everyone else I know is. N is sick with something so he’s not allowed in to work. I’m kind of glad, he deserves a little punishment but I’ll feel terrible if it’s actually bad or something happens to him. But this at least means I have another good excuse to take needed time away from him. Maybe I’ll throw him a bone when this is all over. He WAS being the sweetest example of conciliatory before all this, flowers, calling at lunch, ect. I think his behavior was a one-time thing… Like every other woman always says before the 2nd time. J&P both fine, staying at home. Not that I needed an update, I talk to her all the time. He’s started texting me in the middle of the night when she’s asleep saying he misses me and we should have some alone time when he can justify getting out of the house, which will still be when this is over. I think being together so much is causing them issues again because I thought he was getting tired of me, I told them both if they need to talk hmu and I have some good ideas. Or to hmu if they’re having bill issues or something and left it at that with a metaphorical wink. Mark also misses me. I think. I might have whined and purred to him about missing his firm hand across my ass and around my neck and talked him INTO missing me. Because I remember the conversation as if I was drunk. The beginning where I was calling him daddy, playing with myself while telling him that, and wishing he was using me like a loofah I clearly remember. A wet finger-induced orgasm and a promise of seeing me when this is over is the only other clear part at the end.

Fuck bullshit fucking marauder cheating piece shit cock sucking asshole motherfucker IMONHURTMEPLENTYWHYTHEFUCKTHEFIRSTONEWASBETTERWHYTHEGUNPUZZLEBULLSHITASSHOLEWHATDOYOUMEANTHECHAINSAWREFILLSITSELFIVEBEENSCROUNGINGAMMOTHISWHOLEFUCKINTIME?!?

Been watching alot of gangbang and lesbian porn and masturbating furiously. Normally I don’t use toys on myself, they’re for using on each other or someone to use on me. But I’ve been casting “the hub” (xnxx doesn’t let me mention it..?) to the big TV, plug in my ass, on my knees humping a pillow and dipping a big green veined dildo halfway to my stomach like I’m checking the oil on my car! I didn’t realize before I must have an oral fixation/compulsion. I’m not the type to bite my nails or need to chew gum or anything but I’m strangely comforted having a fake dick close to my face at all times. I’d hang it around my neck like a binky, or for easy access if I could. I’ll just be lounging on the couch watching Clone Wars and just sucking away, heartbeat and wet arousal in the back of my consciousness like a lingering headache I can’t seem to get rid of, even after I get off. Or if I don’t, it isn’t always necessary to but I could within a minute of I decide to play in my wetness. I just like sucking even when it’s not going to result in an orgasm. I don’t think it has to do with not getting laid even. Like everyone, I’ve gone longer than this without that. Even without getting off in my case. I think it’s just the isolation and fact that it’s actually UNAVAILABLE for the first time in my adult life. First world problems

JESUSFUCKIKNEWTHATWALLLOOKEDSUSPECT?!? NOZOMBITCHDONTGRABMEASSHOLEYOUREGOINGTOGETMYSHITPUSHEDINFUCKINROCKETLAUNCHER!?! Oh good a quiet part, some scrounging and fuses -STARSWHEREFUCKOFFWITHTHATSHIT!SHITFUCKASSWHERESTHEDOORTHISROOMSTOODARKWHYISNTTHEFLASHLIGHTON?!? Oh RDO, how I miss just just picking flowers, fishing and shooting squirrels, those other games are too angering in this trying time… *CLOPPITYCLOP Is that a rope- NOFUCKYOUWHATTHEFUCKSYOURPROBLEMHOWDIDYOUEVENFINDMEHAHAHESCAPEBITCH*POW*POWME’AND’THEFUCKINHORSEYOUASSHOLE?!?ITHOUGHTPEIPLEWEREPASTTHISINTHISGAMENOW!

I’m restless here, sleeping far too long and my whole body feels like a sandbag. Like I need to be out and doing something but everything is closed, even the parks and beach. I know I’m eating far more than I work off too. I just feel sluggish and like for example when I flex my arm, I can pinch alot more skin between my fingers even over my bicep. It sounds like a weird thing to track, but even if I can’t see it, little things like that which are different than before are indicators of putting on weight. I more feel it in my cornering and acceleration more though lol

I’ve decided while everyone’s indoors I’m going to go hiking up a trail that looks out over town. Hiking and stuff’s still allowed AFAIK, and I see people out walking all the time. I’m going to do it when it’s drizzling so I won’t be too hot, and to make things interesting I’ll just be wearing a coat and shoes. I’ll have an umbrella too. I have a men’s leather blazer that comes to mid thigh that’ll be sexy. It would be hotter with heeled boots but I don’t want to go hiking in those so maybe converse. I wonder if anyone will be on the trail… Planning this whole thing out like this is hot, I’m considering bringing a toy or camera, dropping the coat for a minute, taking a nude rain selfie with the town in the background… Maybe with my favorite green toy as a prop. Have to go no more typing fingering to do

The hike was nice, it was drizzling and Grey, nobody out, I felt excited showing a little thigh through the front of the jacket as I walked. The trail’s really Rocky so it wasn’t too muddy. I only saw one person out, a fit older lady in tight jogging clothes who was the “reporting flashers” type so I just waved. She was too old/not my type anyway and I wouldn’t want to be creepy. A grinning, leering athletic guy I might have shown with a sexy spin or lifted the back of my coat as I passed and mooned him as I kept walking, but grandma was the only one out. I can read the situation, for someone thinking that sounds weird. When I got to my spot I did hang my umbrella from a tree, open my jacket and let the cold water touch my nakedness for a few minutes. I suppose anyone in town with a telescope pointed at that random spot on the hill would have gotten a show, so nobody really. But it was still thrilling. Also since the green dildo was too big for the pockets I decided on a different toy. I have a big glass buttplug with a flower on the end, and I had it in my ass as I walked, which is a fun sensation. I think I’ll start going out like this. It’s sexually ambiguous, I could be another dumb girl dressing in warm day clothes like short shorts and then putting on a needed jacket as it cooled down, or I could be naked under the jacket with a sex toy inside me. It depends on the imagination of the beholder, only I will know. And the guy smartass enough to ask, thinking he’ll impress his friends with a brave act of harassing a stranger. It’ll be sexier when I can wear my heel boots…

I went out grocery shopping in my new favorite outfit, sexy boots included this time. It is super cold to be doing that, especially in the refrigerated sections of the store. I like to have my earbud in listening to raunchy porn blasting, I tested first to see if it’s audible anywhere but in my ear and it’s not. And then when I get back to the car and it’s pouring, after putting the groceries away its time to play! I put my phone on the steering column where I can watch, barely lift the jacket over my thighs and masturbate in the parking lot. The sensation and my wetness is enhanced by the nudity in public, porn audio I’ve been listening to, plug in my ass I’m grinding on, and “Anastasia Rose airtight dp” on PH. I watch while Gus and his wife in the parking spot next to me show no signs of seeing any of it through the buckets of water distorting my windows. To them I could be anybody, man or woman sitting in the car watching the most recent virus news. I texted J the whole naughty story about what I’ve been up to and she wants to do it with me at some point.

My Poolboy showed up at my door at 11pm in the rain. Against my better social distancing judgment I let him stay the night. Neither of us have been sick or out and he’s not in school so I couldn’t tell him no. He’d had a btfo fight with his parents and just left instead of hitting his mom with a chair or something, so he said. I greeted him as always naked at the door (because I don’t wear clothes at home) and we sat curled up on my couch eating pizza and drinking apple Jack’s while he told me the whole story. I was sitting in his lap listening, cheering him up when I could, agreeing some parts and pointing out others where he made things worse. When he was totally calm a few hours later and after some Netflix, I took his hand and took him to bed with me where we just cuddled and talked some more before falling asleep. He appreciated the chill night-without-needs when we woke up and after some groping kisses, headed home. He comes to me, not his gf 😀

N says he’s feeling better and always wants to come over. He kind of throws a fit when I tell him no, cause that’s not how quarantine works. Since he’s been sick I might still get whatever he had, even if he’s not anymore. Not that I trust his judgment because the power of boners is stronger *ding.

He came over anyway one night with flowers. I accepted them and told him I promised to see him when quarantine’s over. After like 30 mins of him begging at the door, and me telling him no like a kid and parent arguing whether or not he could hang out, I told him to go and guaranteed again I’d see him when this was over. Before I could shut the door though he got his foot inside, and when I opened it again to make an issue out of it he pushed me out of the way and let himself in. He was totally calm and played it off goofy and smiling like “too late I’m here.” After some arguing in which he was smiling the whole time like he was cute, he started getting touchy and kept trying to tickle me or lean in for kisses and I kept swatting or pushing him off. He only put up with that for a little bit, grabbing my wrists and pinning them behind my back with one hand and holding the back of my head with the other so he could kiss me. I kept wriggling and scooting backwards away from him so he walked me into a corner with walls on both sides and pulled my head back with a handful of hair. I couldn’t move, I could knee him in the balls but that might have been provocation. He was licking my neck and cheek while grinding his hard on against me, I wasn’t in the mood for any of it but it didn’t feel malicious like before or an assault. So when he asked me if I was going to be a good girl and behave I said yes. He handcuffed my hands behind my back with a pair he’d brought expecting this, and walked me upstairs still holding a fistful of hair on the back of my head. When we got to my room he pushed me headfirst onto my bed and got naked, then pulled me by my ankles over the edge. He started eating my ass which we hadn’t done before, and it had been a long time for me so I reluctantly had to admit it was kind of nice. He would mix in long licks of my lips with tongue-flicking my clit too. I was spacing out and daydreaming when I snapped out of it and realized I was about to cum and I was in a new position. At some point I’d shifted up onto my knees, was supporting my weight the side of my face drooling and moaning into my blankets, and even had my hands pulling against the back of his head. So I forgot all about his pushyness and gave in. After I informed him loudly that I was cumming, he rolled me onto my back and flipped me around so my head was hanging over the edge of the bed, then swung his hips and slapped his wet cock across my cheeks a few times. I opened my mouth wide with my tongue out and he happily throated me. He facefucked me for a few minutes, swatting my tits sometimes which made me squeal with a mouthful of dick, which then made me gag. It wasn’t terribly comfortable with my arms under me and the cuffs digging into my back every thrust but it was still getting me wet. The last time he pulled out so I could breath, he grabbed my hair again and pulled me to sitting upright. I felt like a mess, my nose was runny, spit and cum covering all the way from under my watery eyes all down my neck! I sat there on my knees trying to breathe, he moved up to the head of the bed sitting on my pillows against the wall, hooked me under my arms and pulled me back between his legs. I was leaning back against his chest and he asked me with lips to my ear if I wanted his dick in my tight tasty ass or wet pussy, I said ass thinking of him eating it a few minutes ago. That’s exactly what he hoped I’d say. He helped me get my knees under and my feet behind me by lifting me up by my hips, and I straddled his legs reverse-cowgirl style. Then he pointed the tip of his dick against my asshole and pulled my body down on it slowly with equal handfulls of hair and cuffs. I started riding, feeling that cock-filled sensation I haven’t had in over a month, and was leaning forward to give him a good view. We fucked like that for a little bit before he pulled me back against his chest, thrusting on his own now cause he was close to cumming. He was groping my tits, sliding his hands up my chest and gripping my slippery neck, using it to pull me down harder on his dick. I felt it stiffen and the thrusting stop, so I grated my hips back and forth and milked his load into my butt. When he was done I laid back against him relaxing and we talked. I said today was kind of sketchy and in a grey area because the way he forced his way inside started out scary, but him being boyish and immature and the fact that I was kind of into it this time was the only thing that made it not creepy. He said that last part was what he was going for last time he just lost his temper. I reminded him this time could have turned out different too and not to do something like this again. In a vacuum tonight would have been cute. Immature bf doesn’t take no for an answer, seduces girl with his boyishness and dominance. But with the last time he was here in my mind, when he stopped the door with his foot I almost ran. We had kind of a soft argument, no yelling just upset girl and repentant guy and I told him after last time he DOES scare me and that I consider what happened rape, especially cause he knows what is and isn’t ok with me, and slamming the back of my head on the floor when I struggle or piss him off definitely isn’t. He apologized into my neck really quiet and convincingly ashamed, and wrapped his arms around me holding me. He didn’t argue with me when I told him he raped me, even saying “ok, you’re right. I’m sorry, forgive me, make it up to you, ect” and i never thought that would happen to me. By the time we were done with our talk the cuffs were uncomfortable, and his soft dick in my butt was not an efficient seal to keep me from leaking his cum all over my pillows, so we took a shower together, I made him wash the bed materials, then give me a massage before going and getting us dinner. If he’s eager to make amends and wants to be with me, I’m going to put him to the test. Since he can’t be at work and I’m potentially contaminated now, I told him he could “shelter” with me a couple weeks to see how he does. If he performs to my standards he’ll be out of the doghouse.

Poolboy came to my door again hoping to Netflix & chill but I had to turn him away, telling him someone who had been sick is staying with me and I might be now or soon. He seemed pretty upset and wanted to know who it was, suspecting it wasn’t family because there’s another car in my driveway meaning they’re here and I’m always naked at home. I told him to call me if he wanted to talk about it but it was a guy and one of my friends. It never came up before when he was here, the prospect of my being with other Sex hikayeleri guys. I never hid it except for his friend B, but I suppose when I said I had FWBs he didn’t really grasp the reality of actual guys coming around. He left pretty upset and I said I’d text him later and we could talk because I like him coming over and don’t want that to stop. N was out of sight during the visit but asked me who it was and if I usually answer the door naked. I said I do even for girlscouts and Mormons, it’s my property and I can do what I want and anything they see while soliciting us their fault, having said that it was another guy friend and I had to turn him away. He was pouty and crotchety after that because he doesn’t like sharing either, that being the reason for that argument and forcing himself on me before. I was sure to remind him of that and told him to put away my towels, glaring and pointing when he hesitated, which he thought was cute and I tried really hard not to smile… Which he also thought was cute, and left to do as he was told. Crisis averted

The event with poolboy got me nervous and thinking about this 2 week deal. What if J comes by to check on me or something? She knows N’s car, would be similarly curious about him being over and how I know him. I thought about asking her husband for a cover story about introducing me to a friend but she would wonder why I didn’t tell her about him and I couldn’t get N to go along with that story because he doesn’t know about me and J and would similarly be bothered…

N is working out juuuust fine. I’ve never had so much fun controlling a man and making him grovel. He cleans during the day, doing whatever made-up chore he’s instructed to do, sometimes just needing a harsh look when the whining starts, after that it’s “of course baby” and sometimes trying to distract me with kisses and fingers sliding down my butt before I catch on and push him off. I didn’t know some spots in my bathroom like shower grout could GET clean, or that the drain was actually chrome, or that you should actually be able to FEEL the ceiling fans when they’re on. Apparently gunk builds on the blades in the direction they spin and they don’t cut through the air as efficiently, which makes sense I just never thought about it. He makes or goes and gets me dinner, strokes my back/shoulders/legs with his fingernails making me shiver, massages my feet, and at the end of the day… It’s all hairpulling, ass spanking, choking, balls-deep ramming Hardcore butt-fucking. We don’t have gentle nights. I’ve actually panicked at my heart beating so hard it hurt, and once I passed out while I was cumming. He was freaking out when I revived a few minutes later after my brain rebooted. Afterwards we take a near-boiling bath to sooth my achy holes & muscles and he washes me like my slave. I doubt if we were a couple it would be like this all the time because I’m sure it’s a hard pace to maintain. Having an end in sight must make it worth it working like a dog since it’s just for another week. That or the night sessions, he doesn’t fuck like that for just my benefit…

N’s gone, hopefully he got his fill. I told him to stay away for the rest of the quarantine and we’ll be good as soon as it’s over, then I had to call J and Poolboy because I hadn’t talked to her and hurt him. J was glad to hear from me and wondering where I’d been, I told her I had a friend staying with me. She had mixed feelings on that but I think they were about safety over jealousy. PB wasn’t as easy, he was upset and said he wasn’t talking to me but never hung up for the power of whiny girl voice prevails. I told him N was gone and that arrangement had a time limit, and rather than go over what we already said on the phone to come over so we could talk about it. Where I can whine in his lap and make him get over it. Like I said he knew in theory who I was but reality never occurred to him. Maybe I’ll throw him concessions to get MYSELF out of the doghouse.

He came over and we talked, it was pretty good. Everything was just like I thought about him not really realizing I’m polyamourus. I convinced and got him to agree I’ve always been honest with him and clearly I want him around too. I reminded him he’s not entirely innocent, cheating on his GF and that I’d never said a thing about it because I don’t care, I accept that he’s fucking somebody else too. Even the way I am, inside I still get insecure hearing that with guys because that’s what society teaches, but I know it’s fair and natural and never raise any sign of poutiness when the behavior’s reciprocated because I don’t want to be a hypocrite. So he and I are good and I can play around and he’ll never be a grouch again. Also he was bold and had some demands, so we’ll be ramping up the naughtiness when he comes over. I said any freaky shit he wants to try this is the place to do it!

Or in public, which we’ve had some experience with but not like this. PB was super interested in my solo public escapades and one of his forgiveness demands of me was to participate. And so early one morning we went junk food shopping at one of those little Mexican stores/delis. You know the ones with all the skimpy BUDWEISER posters because they’re not worried about political correctness, with empty shelves all the time and they only have beer and candy, and more importantly can’t afford surveillance cameras? I wore my favorite public outfit and he wore a t-shirt and pj bottoms with the boxer-type button opening in the front. We went in separately and browsed junk food and ramen, ect before meeting up in a good corner behind a freezer near the back. It was just the cashier in the store when we started, but some people did come in and didn’t notice anything. For a minute I was pinned against the machine and we were making out which put pressure on my glass flower in just the right way… He opened my coat and was playing with my tits while I got him hard stroking his cock through his pants. Then I braced my foot against a doorframe to my right so my leg was hiked up for him to fuck me. I couldn’t see anything he was so close but I felt his hard dick push into me and we were going slow and out of sight. A couple more people came and went, nobody came to our freezer cause it was a soda sized one that sold produce, and nobody went to a place like this to get soggy flaccid produce! He started going faster forcing me to cling to his waist with my free leg, and whispered to me I could make a little noise because we couldn’t be heard up front, especially when the freezer generator thing kicked on. At some point a customer came to check us out, I didn’t see him but he kind of peeked around the fridge and I saw PB nod to him, like when you lift your head when you pass someone. I was a little concerned and asked if we should run but he showed me how the guy had made the downturned-mouth “not bad” face and nodded when he figured out what was going on. Just like “oh cool have fun.” I’m glad he didn’t get a good look at my face because he might have seen the age difference and taken issue. PB was keeping an eye out on people in the store and when it cleared out a little more he started fucking me a little harder. I wrapped both my legs around him then and held on to the top of the freezer with my fingers, he was switching between making out with me and licking my neck and cheeks. I cummed loud enough for the guy up front to hear for sure, not a scream or anything but I let out a whimpery “fuck” that you could probably hear at the front door. We were done then and straightened ourselves out before leaving holding hands. The cashier also nodded to us on the way out and didn’t say anything, not that I think he speaks any English, but he had to know what we were up to. When we got back to my car I asked PB if he’d cum with me and he said no he just felt like we shouldn’t push out luck because I was starting to make alot of noise. So I told him sorry and gave him my keys letting him drive my car. On the way home I kept my hand in the front of his pants playing with his dick and keeping him hard until I could finish him off. I would have given him road head but my car’s small. When we got back to the house I dropped my jacket on the back of the couch and bent over it, pulling the stud out of my butt for him. He got the hint right away and stuffed his cock in my ass without any spit or lube or anything, luckily I was pretty loose from having a toy in there. It only took him a minute to finish and I felt his cum fill me up, clenching when he pulled out to contain the mess. I took his shirt off and stomped his pants down, took him upstairs and we took a shower together. I’d have him stay with me a couple weeks if I thought he could get away with it but between his gf and parents I know it’s not possible. I just would like someone to hang out with until it’s over.

On the plus side it looks like N might have just had a cold. He was sick a month before he stayed with me, it’s been a couple weeks and I didn’t get sick, and I’ve repeatedly been “exposed” to (and with) PB and he has been fine along with everyone HE knows. I’m being irresponsible.

Speaking of “when this is over” I’ve been researching conservatorship, which is one term for security/house staff combo. I have to register as an employer and file taxes for that similarly, write up a contract that denotes responsibilities and what to expect, have an escape period in there that means they’ll have 90 days to change their mind before committing to a full 2-year term, ect. I’m debating whether or not it’s too much work then I’m reminded I wouldn’t have to do this or any paperwork again. A professional conservator or steward is (vetted first by agency) given access to your private information and handles all this stuff for you as part of their duties. Before I forget I have to add violation protections for that in the contract. It’ll be easy to write, I found template services for the whole thing. There are pick and choose clauses too so a little de***********ion of what this or that paragraph means, and you just copy it in there. When you’re done you submit it and they’ll say “we suggest adding/editing this or that to meet your specific needs” it’s pretty easy.

My security portfolio is done and I’m ready to be given a list of cantidates, picked from different available services. Interviews won’t be available until the end of May because of Rona though.

It’s been fuckin hot enough to use my pool! I’ve been swimming almost every day and getting fried! PB has come over a few days and we were talking about having a BBQ with friends. I jokingly pointed out that’s the opposite of social distancing but he said we suck at that anyway and everyone he knows is also staying in and not sick. I said I suppose if we kept it small. He suggested B only and was hoping I’d invite some girls. Certain people I’d like to be there I knew would object so they were out. I invited Holly and Dillan but he said he couldnt so it would just be me and Holly. PB said that’s not very many people, and I said he only had 1 idea and that we were evenly matched. He was hoping more for a schmorgasbord of girls for each arm. I reminded him girls don’t like me much or can’t come because they might have issues with our relationship. So I suggested a cute Tgirl I haven’t seen in awhile. He reacted a little homophobically for my taste and wasn’t interested in hearing that, which is disappointing. I tried to convince him she wouldn’t do anything if people didn’t want it, and you couldn’t tell she had boy parts unless the bottoms came off so she’d still be nice to look at, but he was kind of rude about it. I said I could invite a few guys, but that’s the opposite of what he wanted which is the ratio in his favor. We’re going to do it this weekend so I have time to try and track down those Latinas from Mark’s networking party, I just have to call Mrs. A and see if she’s willing to do the legwork since they were hired professionally. After we figured it all out we had to go and get meat and such for this weekend, so I put on my coat and heels and we went grocery shopping together… 😉

Which was hot and just a little gropey but uneventful. Alot of people out nowadays.

Yesterday was fun. I arranged for people to come over Sunday morning to hang out, and Holly did with a sexy coyote brown Bond-girl one-piece swimsuit. We were hanging out by the pool when my boys came over. She knew she was my +1 meant for PB’s +1, I filled her in days ago when we were organizing the whole thing. She couldn’t think of any girls to bring at the time, I told her about B and his inexperience, ect. We just got the food going and were just settling in the boys’ laps with beer when I got a call from a blocked number. I was told by Mrs A. to be expecting a call if she managed to get ahold of the girls from Mark’s event. It was one of said girls named Lita. She and Jessica are roommates and were given my number, but not through the agency they usually contract through which freaked them out. Anyway I got up and went inside to talk to Lita and told her we were having a BBQ, and that there were a couple thirsty boys there who wanted girls to show up. I said it’s not paid, just food, drinks and boys if they wanted to come over. She said yeah and it was alot less ominous than she expected when she called my number, expecting a John into who knows what. They needed a ride though. I went out and told everybody I had to pick some people up, Poolboy offered to come since Holly and B were clearly clicking, but I told him no cuz I might be picking up 3 people. Carspace. It was meant to be a lie at the time, I just wanted to talk to the girls alone to get the story straight before they started saying too much to my boys. Their place was an apt complex the next town over in gang territory, which I’d never even heard about until they told me. I’ve been through there lots of times and never knew a thing. There were a bunch of cholos sitting outside at tables and on the stairs who seemed glad to see me. I went up to the girls’ room and they took forever to get out the door considering they just needed bikinis and were going to be in the pool so they didn’t need makeup, but on our way out they had to explain to the boys where they were going, and they didn’t want to let them come. The place is owned and run by their gang apparently, being a safe location everybody works out of. I asked the guys if it’d be ok, since it was just to hang out with me, not work-related and I said I’d bring them back food. The girls had shared with them last time they left my house. They figured out who I was then and said it was ok, but one of the guys had to come to keep an eye on the girls, and when I told them it was going to be a bunch of kids they sent one of their own. There was no getting around it if they wanted to come. So on the way back the girls were telling me about how they live, and “everybody calls me Nino” kept telling them to shut up and that I didn’t need to know, but they kept slapping him from the backseat and picking on him in Spanish. They had no respect for him at all. I told everybody there were a few friends of mine waiting for us and we were BBQ’ing, and the girls were going to outnumber the boys. Nino was a little bitchy about guys being there and thought he was babysitting a bunch of girls hanging out, to which he got slapped around a little and Jessica told him whatever happened wasn’t anybody’s business and just to shut up and have fun. When we got there I introduced my friends to the girls and Nino, and PB was just taking off food. He and Nino knew each other from school but weren’t necessarily friends, and after that he relaxed and had somebody to talk to. Everybody went back and forth from the pool to chairs, picking stuff off the grill and eating with fingers and having a good time, the girls mostly staying out of the water and just dangling legs in. Soon people were gravitating into a couple groups, nobody excluded. I was sitting in Poolboy’s lap in a reclining chair with my feet up on Nino’s next to him, and B had Lita sitting in his lap and stroking her back talking to Jessica and Holly sitting on his chair. We were all having fun drinking and talking and when PB kissed me I took it a step further, tongue-locking us together and playing with Ninos crotch with my foot while he was distracted. After a few minutes of making out I rolled off his lap and straddled Ninos, taking his face in my hands and kissing him while PB was squeezing my ass. I heard him say we were being watched but I was grinding that boy’s hard-on and too busy sucking his tongue like a dick to look. That made him hard as fuck. Eventually I came up for air and to take his shorts off and got distracted when I saw the 3 of us were alone outside. I figured we made people uncomfortable but PB said all the others were all making out with each other and went inside together holding hands, so we followed them. We could see the pile of clothes and distinctive one-piece by the couch before the 4some that was taking place on it. B was sitting in the middle seat getting head from both Mexi girls kneeling on the floor between his legs, making out with Holly on her knees beside him with his hand between her legs. I kissed PB while dropping his shorts and pushed him down next to his friend on the other side, straddling him and taking his dick in me while watching Nino drop to knees and penetrate Lita. I saw in flashes of attention everybody moving around and switching up freely. We moved in small groups again to my upstairs bedroom where fucking on my bed would be more comfortable, and had to turn on the AC the room got so hot. Holly unexpectedly became the star of the show. She had never been with more than 1 guy at a time before today. At one point I was getting fucked doggystyle by Nino while eating out both the Latinas, watching Holly riding Poolboy and sucking B’s dick who was standing over him. Knowing she doesn’t mind anal and scheming how I could make this better for her, I kept pleasuring the girls and told Nino he should help the boys and buttfuck Holly. I had cum 3 times already and after making both of the girls do it with either fingers or my lips, we all cuddled and stroked each other with fingertips to calm down while watching all 3 boys triple-penetrate Holly. They weren’t gentle. PB wasn’t moving much as the guy underneath, but Nino was pushing those long strokes hard and gripping her hips so hard her skin was bulging between his fingers. I realized she looked messed up. Her ass, hips and tits were dark red like she’d been spanked and slapped all over, it couldn’t be sunburn. Also she was covered in scratches and sweat, she looked pale, and her hair was flat and messy, sticking to her sweaty skin wherever it touched. She was hyperventilating and moaning breathing hard through Sikiş hikayeleri her nose, but was obviously cock-mad because she wasn’t trying to get air, she had her claws latched to B’s ass yanking him against her face harder. Her face was a mess, cum and slobber swinging from her chin and cheeks, and her eyes were all red and watery like she’s been crying. It was super hot and I wish I’d recorded it. He put his hand on the back of her head and was telling her he was about to cum, but she pushed him back then and leaned away into Nino’s chest before grabbing B’s legs and pulling him right up against herself. She jerked him off all over her neck and chest, the girls making fun of her asking why she didn’t just let him cum in her mouth but she ignored it, I know she doesn’t mind swallowing. She was probably enjoying being messy. When he was finished B sat down up by us with his back against the wall to watch the show. Nino finished a minute later, with one hand pulling her hair and the other on her shoulder holding her against his chest, he came in her ass loudly and then sat at the end of the bed between my legs. Poolboy wrapped an arm around Holly’s back and flipped her over to fuck her missionary, holding her hands above her and staring into her messy cute face. After like 10 more minutes he finished, pulling out and jerking off on her belly. When he stood up I slapped B’s leg and pushed Nino with my foot asking if the boys would go clean up the patio, which they did. PB also forgot stuff over coals on the grill and a while bunch of chicken was now all dried out. Still edible but not bouncy and good like it was. I guess the guys at the apartments would have to suffer. Holly just laid there like he left her with her arms over her head, panting and covered in cum, staring at the ceiling and occasionally chuckling. I scooted over to cuddle her and layed in the crook of her arm with my head on her shoulder, playing with the cum on her chest and the other girls left to take a shower together. After a little bit Poolboy took them and Nino home with a tray of the leftovers. Holly, B and I took a bath together and talked about the whole experience. She’d known I’d been there alot and had even seen me gangbanged but never expected to have it herself. PB got back with my car and offered to take Holly and B home again but they both stayed the night and we cuddled and watched Netflix before going to bed together. He was a virgin before he met me and now a few months later, he’s been with multiple girls at once, participated in TP and an orgy. Now we don’t have to hide us fucking from Poolboy either. It was a good Mother’s day.

Holly and I have been hanging out every couple days since the Mothers’ Day Massacre. I keep her Bond onesie here so she can wear it for me when we go swimming together. I swim naked, I just like seeing her in it. We’re getting closer again, getting dinner and playing games like we used to, talking about guys and now making plans. I told her if she wants to expand her repertoire I can hook her up with pretty much anything she wants to try. Naturally after trying it the thing she wants most is a cock buffet. I told her I could set it up but it could take time getting everyone together because of scheduling but she had another idea. Jess & Lita’s apt complex. She wants to be gangbanged. By literal gangbangERS. It turns out when I told her about picking the girls up last time, she knows what apts I was talking about because she’s not allowed to do her business there. The guy she works for distributes his products from a nice mobile home in a retiree community and they’re competitors. I texted PoolBoy to see if he had Ninos number to set it up because I’m sure he was telling stories and they’d love a chance. No luck. I texted the girls to ask for his number and Jessica just went downstairs to give him the phone, I put him on speakerphone for Holly to hear when he got on. We talked for a minute with her staying quiet and I told him Holly wanted more of what she got at the end of our orgy, and asked if his friends would be willing. He had us on speaker too and the phone blew up with screaming and some yelling I couldn’t understand. Holly looked embarrassed and I was laughing my ass off. He put us on speaker cause of course he’d been telling stories and he wanted his friends to hear what we were talking about while staying quiet, just like we were doing. After a minute it died down and I asked when, he said right now, the whole time people talking in the background and barely being able to understand him. Holly was chickening out and trying to wave me off like I was about to crash on a carrier and I told them we’d be over as soon as I made her presentable, then hung up. I had to calm her and remind her to go through with it cause it was her idea, stroking her hair and kissing her, telling her I’d be there with her and I’d been through it before. You’re always scared until you start. So I gave her a few immodium, took her to one of my showers that had a detachable head & hose to give her an enema, when we were sure she had no more ickiness in her, we put on mascara (they love it when it runs, and it runs…)and no-smudge lipstick, and I lent her a black choker and some of my hose so she looks really whorish. I didn’t have heels or anything that fit her so we had to run by her house so she could get some tall party heels and a little mini dress to match that she’d be wearing for like 15 minutes. When we got there a bunch of guys were sitting outside as usual and they were catcalling us since we came in the gate holding hands. I was wearing jeans, a cami and sneakers to not take away from her attention. Some guys got up and were taking turns being gropey to both of us, she did little turns to show off for them and was starting to loosen up. She and the guy’s were standing there teasing and insulting each other, occasionally someone would turn her face toward them by her chin and kiss her. And she was all tongue, they’d give her a little peck on the lips and pull back slowly and she’d be following them with her tongue out like a slut and grinding her hips against somebody else. The issue of whether she had experience with drugs came up and she mentioned who she works for, they didn’t seem to care and one guy said she isn’t supposed to be there then before kissing her. They all started making fun of how they were going to fuck the old man’s delivery girl and put her to work for them. I was watching in a plastic chair with a beer and at one point yelled that they should get a room, and she was led inside by a group of 8 guys. I stayed outside a couple minutes of talking with a few others, telling them how I’m off the table because it’s her day and we wanted to see how many guys she could handle. They were disappointed and said they didn’t want to share with the homies cause she’d be nasty and they didn’t want to be around that much dick, so I agreed I’d keep them company and they’d have a good time just not like that. We went inside and the house looked empty. They pointed out a closed bedroom door and I left her to it. They were starting to heat up in the bedroom cause we could hear husky baby talk and hissing through the teeth guys do when they’re feeling good. I was sitting in an older guy named Benny’s lap, taking shots and I noticed his hand was in the front of my waistband but over my panties. I stroked his wrist with my fingertips to let him know I noticed and was ok with it but didn’t know if he’d respect the boundary. People started showing up, groups of 4 or 5 Mexican guys usually towing a couple white girls. Apparently we were having a party. Music was started, I smelled something bbqing, and after an hour the house was filled with people and we were dancing. I was grinding up on guys and a couple big Mexican girls, took some Molly, ate some ribs, danced and made out with some guys girlfriend while he was grinding on us, and almost got in a fight with this big white bitch for dancing with her bf I didn’t even recognize. Apparently he’d been behind me for a minute and I gave him a lap dance to Silky Fine’s Romeo and Juliet lol. I kept my eye on the door probably not as well as I should have. Whenever I saw someone come out I’d ask how Holly was, which they took as an appraisal of her skill when I wanted to know if she was doing ok. They all smelled like sex. I slipped in the door to peek in and a familiar wave of heat and stink hit me. I saw 4 sweaty naked guys and Holly looking slutty-gorgeous again with mascara down her cheeks, hair messed up, still wearing her choker, hose and heels, on all fours taking gangbanger dick in both ends. I got her attention and asked how it was going. She took the cock out of her mouth, Kubrick stared at me with attitude for a minute without saying a word. The guy behind her never slowed down fucking her, so she kept bouncing sexily with her tits rolling without breaking eye contact, and went back to sucking dick. So I said ok and to have fun, spanked one of the boys fluffing himself waiting for a turn and went back in the other room. When I came out the door I caught looks from a few guys and moved to let a group of 3 of them in past me. Word was getting around. It was just getting dark and I went to see if the girls were home. Outside I saw Lita and she said Jess was upstairs working so we hung out near the BBQ drinking beer, eating, and talking. I told her Holly was here inside and she wanted me to bring her out, so I had to tell her what was going on which she thought was gross. They don’t like the guys much I guess, they just work for them. Just after dark Jess came down with a young boy and joined us, a bunch of us were all teasing them asking the guy if he had fun and if we smelled his dick would it smell like tacos or fish. About midnight the house was clearing out and it was just a couple groups, I checked on Holly and she was passed out. She had been going from about 4:30 to 11 and I told everybody I had to get her home. I woke her up and helped her get cleaned up with a towel and get dressed, saying once we got home I’d give her a bath and a massage if she wanted… So we said bye to the boys and on the way home she rested her head on my shoulder, holding my hand with our fingers entwined telling me about her night. At one point it had died down and the last guy had finished with her and left, so she laid there and was just falling asleep when she woke up a few minutes later with someone else putting his dick in her ass, and soon she was being TP’d again. She also said they’d been trying to talk her into working for them like the girls do. I told her about Jess and I talking about how they don’t like the guys and working for them cause they get abused, so she definitely shouldn’t. She was never thinking about it so it’s no big deal. I told her about my night and how I’d partied, almost got in a fight, made out with strangers, had their hands all over me and in my pants. She told me about how she licked lines of coke off cock and she couldn’t have gone so long otherwise. It gave her energy and made her horny even though she’d been plowed for hours, and made her tongue and throat numb so she could swallow dick like I do! When we got home I loaded her up with OJ and pre***********ion antibiotics I have specifically for post-gangbang safety, stripped us down for a bath and massaged her arm and leg muscles, and gave her a back massage afterward in which she was asleep in a few minutes. We did the math in the bath (hehe) and she counted 23 guys that had run a train on her, and I don’t know how many she might have lost track of, like if her ass is facing the door and someone comes in, load-blows and goes and she never knew the difference between that guy and the 3 before him. I don’t have any reason to doubt her, seeing small groups head for her bedroom door through the night. It’s not a competition, if it was I’d be losing. She blows my record out of the water in 1 night, the girls were right that’s pretty nasty lol. I’ll make her get tested to be safe in a couple weeks. Oh and she thoroughly enjoyed, would NOT do again. Maybe on a smaller scale like my bbq was, but she was hurting by the end of the night. Not her loose destroyed holes, but her muscles and her back. She was walking stiff the next morning like she’d been digging graves all day

I’ve been talking to Jen and she says that we should both get Rona tested and if we clear we should finally hang out. She really wants ME tested because I wasn’t distancing like I should have been and was very very social. She was mad when I told her about all of it, not because of not distancing but promiscuity. But I stayed calm and pleading, and told her this is who I am and have been, and we’re friends and lovers and the people I have sex with don’t mean to me what she does, and I miss her. I reminded her that she’d cheated on her husband and not to be hippocritical, and the way I live has been HER fantasy too and I can bring her into it slowly with my exoerience, and we can be together. She’s a servant to my will, giving in to my whiny begging voice and forgiving me in minutes. I wanted to say putty in my hands but I could never compare my vixen goddess to something formless and ugly like that. I got her to admit she wants to be with me and can learn to live with side exploits, and that she’d even be involved with them and open up a whole new world of fun. She’s actually excited to meet PB and B despite their age and her husband being a cop. If I got her and PoolBoy together they’d be a PB&J and I’d eat the ass out of that sandwich… We talked for awhile and she’s worried about her husband and his partner with the Civil unrest going on right now. They’re both out every night making sure the protests stay protests instead of riots but there has been vandalism. I hadn’t thought about it before, but now that I do that might be why I haven’t heard from N in awhile cause he’s been busy…

He did come by after being on shift for days like a firefighter, exhausted and carrying a bag of gear he gets to take home I guess. I massaged his neck and shoulders while he told me about everything going on, how they’re getting special training from SWAT officers, the vandalism, that a mutually-loved naughty clothes store is actually boarded up for protection, ect. When he was nice and relaxed I sat prostrate next to him and we started making out. After a minute he’d undone his belt and zipper, holding his dick in one hand while we kissed before pushing my head into his lap for a blowjob. Each bob I went down a little bit further until I was taking his cock ball-deep in my throat and wagging my head side to side the way he likes, and I had him ready to cum in a couple minutes. He pulled me away by my hair and even exhausted, carried me up the stairs to my bed. I was thrown onto it with a bounce, where he grabbed my knees, flipped me onto my belly and crawled on top of me with all his weight.

He was too tired to aim or hold himself up so he layed there lazily humping me and kissing my back and shoulders, with his wet yard dick sliding around between my butt cheeks and over my pussy until he came that way leaving a mess all over my butt and crotch. After maybe 15 minutes of laying there like that I was uncomfortable and couldn’t breathe so I rolled him off of me and massaged him until he fell asleep. Poor boy.

Mark called and told me he’s traveling again, that he would be coming back home from Europe for a week and wanted me to stay with him at the winery house. I said of course and told him about what I’d been up to, asking if now that Holly was opening up he wanted to see if she’d be interested too. And the Mexican hoes. He said no just me and that he hasn’t been with a woman since me, even a pro and that our week would involve no work or anything so it would be just us. It was a vacation. When I met him there he didn’t make me strip and serve him or anything, we just sat and talked filling each other in on things, it was nice but unexpected. He told me about how Europe’s handling Rona and that alot of places are still in lockdown there but there aren’t many new cases so they’re handling it well. Oh he made me get tested before I stayed with him and once again during the middle of the week. But he also told me that I was handling those events he asked me to host like a business partner, and I intimidate his guests. German women are more timid I guess and just go along with things, which is what I thought I was doing at the time. He wants me to mess with them more in the future, be more assertive and dominant and make the first sexual move publicly. Since our wedding ceremony they’ve respected me for being kind of a madam and seeming like I was dominant even with how many men were there. I don’t know how to feel about that but whatever. I remind him of a young hot Mrs A he said, and when his guests were in my house everyone was both afraid to approach me and eager to please. That’s why that one guy compromised and took me on a show tour. So on our vacation we went to the nude beach, got professional massages at home, and went for long drives followed by short, hot, private parking and fingering in a Tesla which was cool. I want one now. And at night it was hours of exclusively anal, collars, heels and flogging, ze German way. Also because he doesn’t trust if I’m on BC or not (thinks I might try to trap him even though I’ve never planned or shown any behavior that says I would) and butt play is safer in that sense and naughtier. The week was up and he left for the airport.

A couple gangbangers came over unexpectedly. Nino and Benny, the older guy from Holly’s gangbang party. Benny wanted to talk to me about business related stuff and needed Nino to bring him here. I let them in saying I’d hear them out but I didn’t like how they just dropped by like that when I don’t know them, casually dropping at some point each of my cop boyfriends. The whole time they were there Benny was perfectly respectful and asking for this and that instead of veiled threats or trying to be in control and make demands like I expected. He kept calling me mamas and cariña. So I sat in his lap like at the party, back to the arm of the couch, arm around his shoulders, butt naked the whole time… And we talked about what he came for. He wants me to find work for the girls of the apts and convince Holly to work for them. For Mark’s event Jess & Lira were each paid $3000 and didn’t have to fuck anybody, making in a night what they normally make in 2 weeks. I told him that was a once-in-awhile thing but I already planned to ask the girls if they had available friends when I was entertaining. He was disappointed I couldn’t do that like once a week. I told him about how Mrs. A, secretary to the elite had made that happen and told him no she would never meet him and agree to that kind of thing. They’re in different Erotik hikaye worlds. We moved on to Holly and after asking I told him I couldn’t give out her number or info for her safety and she probably wouldn’t be ok with it which he said was understandable. He asked me to try to convince her to come work for them doing deliveries and ho’ing at the apts, saying she’d get a free room, protection, and ‘recreational supplies” out of it. I said I’d offer and she might be into it if she regularly gets fucked like that one night. I knew she would say no but I was being nice and we were being playful. I’d talked to the girls, who don’t like it there cuz they’re mistreated. After all the “noooo”, “I’ll ask but”, and “we’ll think about it” they were ready to leave, I said maybe we’d drop by sometime, or I’d bring another girl for them to gangbang or something… And I made eye contact with Nino at the other end of the couch, spread my legs and asked if they wanted anything to eat before they left. Benny, who is married, is not a sharer with his guys. He told Nino no before he turned under me so we were both sitting facing the boy and started rubbing his fingers between my pussy lips. He was also playing with my nipples with his other hand and licking my neck, I was biting my lip, mouth-breathing and not breaking eye contact with Nino teasing him. I could feel Benny’s hardon under me and through denim shorts, which don’t really stretch… At the party I suspected he had a pretty big dick, bigger than I’m used to but I never got to see it. He pushed me away from his chest and I got on my hands and knees still facing Nino, and I felt wet skin touch between my cheeks. He’d taken his horse cock out and even straddling him on my knees his head ended above my back. He had to be like 10 inches and thick like a bodyspray can. I fucked up. I had to lean forward while he angled his dick kind of toward Nino, then lean back on it and he bottomed out in me before I could get all the way down. That’s never happened to me. He started bouncing under me and I made a meal of it for Nino, doing my 😮 face, groaning and whining, talking dirty about how huge this dick was in me and how he was destroying my pussy. Nino was clearly jealous or uncomfortable which was cute. Benny was talking shit too about how he was missing out. Nino responded cleverly by saying he had me first and that Benny was sloppy seconds. Benny outsmarted his smartassyness though and said “it’s not sloppy when it’s this tight” before he spanked me. And I drove the nail in saying “everything’s tight when you’ve got such a huge, thick co- oh” cutting it off early, rolling my eyes back, biting my lip and whimpering. He hadn’t done anything different to where it felt better, it was just having fun messing with Nino. Soon Benny shoved me off his dick with 2 handfuls of buttcheeks so I had to catch myself on Nino’s leg, and started jerking off with his head against my lower back while saying what was I’m sure dirty things about me in Spanish. I tongue kissed Nino and whispered right in his ear that he did have me first before flicking his Tragus (look it up, I had to) with my tongue as his boss was cumming on my back. After a little sweet talk while I was on all fours to contain his cum on my back, and a reminder to talk about stuff with a Holly they left.

Half an hour later after I got out of the shower and just got everything clean Nino was at my door again after getting a ride back. I let him in and he picked me up by my butt immediately, carried me to a stool in the kitchen and sat down with me straddling him. We made out for a minute before I helped him out of his shorts and he pulled me on top of him again. I had my arms around his neck riding his dick and he was making fun of me for being loose, so I slid off of him saying he doesn’t get any more, and he didn’t accept that, chasing me around the island so I made him earn it. When he caught me he tickled me for a minute before pushing me over the counter and dropping spit on my asshole, pushing his dick in a little too fast. Luckily after my shower I’d had time to body lotion and he didn’t get caught on dry cheeks and hurt me. He fucked me like that, spanking me sometimes and pulling my hair at others until he was ready to cum, asking if he should pull out. I said if he did I’d need another shower and to fill up my tight asshole. He understood well enough cuz I groaned that last part through clenched teeth while he was pulling my head back by my hair. After he finished he was surprised he pulled out clean. I told him that for people who practice “random anal with friends!” you always have to be clean. Then he needed a ride home. I pulled on a black lacy ms with no undies and drove him back. When we got there he wanted me to walk him in, to which I teased him about being a needy girl and we walked to the courtyard together, where everyone was hanging out. He pulled me in to make out with me and pulled my skirt up to knead my ass in front of everybody and spanked me on my way out the gate, I think that was a show for Benny who was shaking his head. I pulled my skirt back down and drove home. I might be getting too close to dangerous boys.

Since I was tested twice in a week J says it’s time. Since I have 3-5 guys showing up at my house randomly I don’t want to have to explain too much or go through drama when we haven’t seen each other in a few months. The 4th is in a couple days so I’m going to get a butt load of fireworks and go over to her house, it’ll be just the 2 of us since her husband’s working that night…

I got invited to a 4th of July party with PB and B, kind of a pool party with a bunch of kids their own age there but I had to turn them down cause I already have plans, also I’d be the only real adult there and could get into trouble.

I got the best deal on fireworks! I visited a shaded truck selling them on a dirt intersection and I was the only one there. The guy selling them was like a 40 yr old Salt & Pepper, goatee’d, tatted dad-bod type wearing a tank top. Seeing as it was just the 2 of us we were being super flirty. He kept calling me darlin’ and honey and I I would innuendo the crap out of whatever he showed me. Asking how this one felt when it went off, did the tip of this one do anything special, did this one last longer if I was holding onto it, ect. And I was pausing and adding emphasis on the naughty implications. He probably thought I was dared to act like that or lost a bet but no. He invited me to hang out with him and his kids to do fireworks so he could show me, but I said I had plans with my gf who I hadn’t seen in months and we were going to get up to no good together. He didn’t seem disappointed cause he obviously knew I was into guys. When he asked if I was, I said my favorite was older dad-types as I held some kind of rocket with one hand and rolled my other palm around the tip, staring off into space conveniently at his belly level. He asked if we could hang out another time then, and when I asked if it was just me, him and the kids he said or “or just us.” So I got his #. His name’s Dave, since he doesn’t mind if people know. I told J about the whole thing and she thought it was hilarious. Maybe I’ll share Dave with her, she’s gotta get started somewhere.

At her house on the 4th, we were lounging out back in reclining chairs, sunning naked and talking between bouts of throwing fireworks into the grass, having mix drinks, and talking about dirty stuff. All me of course. When we got to talking about Dave she suggested we call him together, the drunken schoolgirl. He answered and I told him we had him on speakerphone and I was telling J about the fireworks stand. He was hanging out at his dining room table watching his kids through sliding glass doors who were doing fireworks in the driveway. When he asked what we were doing J said we were hanging out together losing tan lines and making up for not seeing each other. He knew what she meant, and I was surprised to see her open up with a stranger but I guess the tequila helped. We flirted with him together awhile saying we should all hang out soon, but he had to go watch his kids so definitely another time. It was 4:30 and we were out of fireworks with hours of daylight left so I suggested wo go hang out at my house with the pool, which she agreed but we’d both been drinking, cause I’d planned to stay the night. I wasn’t worried about someone showing up at my house unexpectedly anymore since I’d told her everything and she was fine with it, also her just having flirted and implied a 3some with a stranger and being well lubricated. If someone did show up we’d have alot of fun. I called around to see if anyone would be willing to give us a ride and everyone was busy. So I got an idea, it’s a hot day, a holiday and people are out looking for something to do so we could start walking with out thumbs out. She was vehemently against that for safety reasons, even drunk she’s too responsible. And by safety I mean from the Rona, not kidnapping. My plan B is if we couldn’t drive to my pool we should just relax together in a cold bath… So we did that. She helped me in first and layed on top of me face-to-face and we made out while playing with each other under the water. We were only doing that for a few minutes when her husband came home, apparently he’s working a split shift and has to go back in a few hours. He found us in the bathroom and was teasing about how we’ve clearly had too much to drink, and started taking his pants off. J said there wasn’t room enough for the 3 of us in the tub and he said he knows. Grabbing and folding a towel before putting it on the end of the tub by my head, he kneeled on one knee so his hard cock was at face level for us and we each took a side, licking it together and kissing each other around it. She and I kept fingering each other under the water and sometimes took turns actually sucking his dick while we kissed each others’ neck. He was ready to cum soon and actually used me to finish for once. Pushing my face down on his cock by the back of my head, he came in my mouth, telling me not to swallow and to share. So I rolled J under me and started kissing her with a mouthful of her husband’s load, making a mess of it all over our chins for him to enjoy. While we were kissing, he pushed his thumb inside me and was using his fingers to play with my clit, making pinching motions that made me cum pretty quick. He watched for another minute after that and left to take a shower in the other bathroom, J and I let the water out of the tub and used the detachable head to spray off so we wouldn’t rinse off the mess with dirty water, and went together into her bedroom so I could give her a turn. We were making out and she crawled onto the bed backward, both of us dripping wet, and I broke off to let her crawl away from me so I could have access to her beautiful, smooth wet pussy. I licked from her bellybutton to her clit and started making out with it, not just gentle tongue flicks, I was trying to suck it out with my lips and everything. Looking up over her belly I could see her breathing hard and pinching her nipples, really loving my attack, and she started whimpering and telling me she was about to cum when I felt an arm wrap around my belly and pick me up. P laid me on the bed next to her, lifted her legs up by her heels and shoved his hard-again dick in his wife. It had been like 10-15 minutes since he’d cum in my mouth but he always had more for J. She was pretty close already and came almost right after he started, playing with her clit while he railed away at her, and after her breathing calmed I crawled under her armpit to cuddle her while he fucked her. I didn’t know if he had another orgasm in him, but after a minute he threw her legs to the side, flipped her over and started hitting her hard doggy-style. I laid there on my side pinching and twisting her nipples, listening to his balls clapclapclap’ing against her fast and she was going to cum again I could tell. He surprised us both when he gathered her hair, twisted it up into a ponytail and used it to pull her back against himself with one hand. She told me they don’t do stuff like that and AFAIK she’s never had her hair pulled. She was clenching her teeth and groaning, and he was super violent and hard with her, yanking her back each thrust. I started playing myself again watching it, and gripping ahold of her tits hard with my other hand. I guess he did have another load in him cuz he had a few pausing hard thrusts again before she melted onto the covers, and he followed her laying all his weight on top and thrusting a couple more times. She asked what that was about because he’d never been like that with her and he said he’s got to live up to me and my being around is like a competition, that J and I together is really hot and makes him like teenager horny again. We all cuddled, with me being biggest big spoon and on the outside until he had to go to work again. We thought about asking for a ride to my house on his way but decided just to stay there after all. Happy 4th!

It’s been a couple weeks since then and Dave invited me over to hang out with him and his kids. It was about 7 so kind of later in the day than I’d hoped, but I put on a nice loose but short cami dress and headed over and he was making shrimp and noodles when I got there. He introduced me to his kids and when it was ready we ate dinner together, it was pretty good. His daughter asked me if I was his gf and I said we haven’t worked out details yet or talked about it yet but I’d like to keep coming around. After dinner while they were in the living room playing games we stayed at the table and talked details and I asked if he was ok with me having other involvements, saying he’d be included in the ones he wanted to be and that he would have that option too. He said he was hoping for more of an exclusive thing and a gf who he could trust with his kids or have a relationship with, I said I can be that I just have alot of people in my life already and I’ve always been that way. So when I’m not spending time with him I might be entertaining someone else. He said he’s “not a boring guy” but he’s had that and wants something more serious. I argued I can be the thing he wants when I’m around and be me when I’m on my own, that from his perspective it would be a normal relationship if he didn’t want to know or partake in my other relationships, that I would prefer honesty but we could just say “what I do in my time he doesn’t need to know about”, and I was sorry if I disappointed him. I had my hands over his and batted my eyes for that last part, and then I sweetened it by saying J would be disappointed that he’s a “no” and she was looking forward to just the 3 of us hanging out… He jokingly said that he couldn’t be wooed by my throwing meat at him and I chuckled and was like “damn” and knocked on the table. We were quiet for a minute while I was playing with his middle finger with my thumb and all fingertips closed around it, stroking all the way down and up like a dick, and I asked disappointedly if he was sure it had to be exclusive or nothing or he wasn’t interested in a 3some with a couple women. Or 3? I could maaaybe swing 5 if that would convince him. He laughed and said he couldn’t handle that but asked if I was serious, to which I said yeah if their schedules matched up and I’d have to ask but most of us had done that already so probably. He stretched out a wishful “nnnnoooo…” and said that kind of proved he couldn’t trust his kids with someone like that. I sardonically feigned being insulted and said my sexual habits have nothing to do with my trustworthiness, it’s not like I would include THEM. In fact I started out with telling him who I was outright instead of keeping it a secret and just cheating. I could feel him loosening up and that he wanted to but he had to consider his kids first, whether I’d be a fixture in their lives like he needed or not and whether or not he even wanted that. So I told him I’d better get home and let him think about it while trying not to seem disappointed and we said bye and he walked me out. He flirtingly asked if he could get a bye kiss and I said as long as it weighs the scale in my direction and pulled him down to me by the neck of his shirt. We were making out, not just a little bye kiss and I felt his hands on my hips. I pulled one up and put it over one of my boobs and squeezed his hand to start him playing with it, and pulled away to make sure his kids couldn’t see. He was blocking the window and there wasn’t a view from the living room anyway. He squeezed my left tit a couple times before reaching his hand down inside and pulling it out to play while kissing me, and pinched my nipple a couple times. I brushed my hand over the hard bulge in his shorts while kicking the inside of my cheek seductively and told him that was a good kiss, pulled my dress over my exposed boob, got in my car and went home. We’ll find out..

It worked. We dirty texted the rest of the night and he said I got about a block before he said we’ll go for it and try some night this week. I asked if he meant the 5some or just going out and he said just us for now. He might be willing to have a 3some or something with another girl but not 5. I told J my date was a success and she said “ok”. That was it, “ok”. So she jelly but she accepts me. I told her I loved her and that I’d share and said “thank you” for letting me be me.

I was texting with PB and he mentioned he broke up with his gf, who I’d forgotten about. Apparently she’s needy, high maintainance and suspicious, and also won’t do alot of the things we do together. I reminded him that I’m just a weirdo, not being needy or high maintainance and she has a good reason to be suspicious, that he’d fucked 4 other girls while they were together. I said that all girls are needy and want to do stuff with their bfs, want to tell them about their drama ect and can’t be expected to do something they don’t want to do like anal, it’s not unreasonable to expect loyalty, ect. I kind of defended her position to him saying nothing about her seemed unworthy and when he asked me if he should try to get her back I said no and just to keep it in mind with the next one. This is why you shouldn’t have relationship expectations based on another one you were in. I hit him with a little elder wisdom. And then I asked if he wanted to come over and get ridden by an adult, throwing a little shade at her after doing my part and defending her. He said yeah but he couldn’t cuz he had a Zoom meeting and later but he didn’t think he could be with another girl but me. I might have ruined that boy but I doubt what he says, when I’m not in the picture anymore he’ll be himself again. But right now he’s laying on charm like he’s never done like he’s looking to secure me as a gf for himself, so I’ll have to make it clear our relationship is as fwbs. Maybe I’ll set him up with another gf…

This had been a busy time so I’ll cut this entry short before something else happens 😉

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Lisa and I teamed up to do a report for our sociology class. The whole group was divided into two-person teams; that was part of the assignment.
For my part, I was pretty glad. I thought Lisa was pretty cute–a little bookish, maybe, and shy. She had short brown hair and glasses. She didn’t wear a lot of makeup, and didn’t wear showy clothes, but from time to time, you’d catch just a glimpse of her body beneath some article of clothing she wore, and you’d get this hint of a really great body beneath her unflattering clothing. She owned a pair or two of jeans that were really tight, which she’d usually wear with an oversized, button-down shirt that would cover the better part of her butt; you could make out the graceful form of her thighs, but, except when she assumed certain positions, the beautiful silhouette of her behind was left to the imagination.
I’d flirted with her in class from time to time, and was hoping this report would give me a chance to get to know her a little better, and maybe ask her out.
We were working in her room, surrounded by a modest stack of books we’d just checked out from the library, the subject of mass hypnosis came up. I thought the whole idea of hypnosis was absolute hogwash, the stuff of lackluster dimestore magicians and nickel carnival sideshows. She assured me that hypnosis was genuine; she’d even had a relative that’d been able to give up smoking with the aid of hypnosis.
“I’ve even been hypnotized myself,” she added sagely.
“I still believe it’s more self-delusion than any kind of hypnotic influence,” I retorted.
“It is not. People can be hypnotized, and suggestions can be implanted in the subconscious.”
I snorted.
“Look,” she said, “if you don’t believe me, why don’t I demonstrate?”
“Demonstrate how? If I don’t believe in hypnotism, how in the world can I be hypnotized?”
“You probably can’t. You have to be willing to be hypnotized in order for it to happen. You can hypnotize me.”
“That’s ridiculous. Even if hypnotism were real, I wouldn’t know the first thing about it.”
“You don’t have to know anything about it. Like I said, the subject has to be willing, and it’s mostly about my being receptive to suggestion. I’ll relax, and you do the typical Bugs Bunny kind of bit about talking me into being more and more relaxed, getting sleepy–pay attention to your voice; keep it relaxing. Then you make a suggestion, and tell me to wake up.”
“Look, if hypnotism was real, like I said, I don’t know anything about it. How do you know I wouldn’t mess it up somehow, mess you up somehow?”
“I trust you–you have an honest face. Besides, you can’t make someone do something against their will. You can’t order me to jump off a building or anything,” she persisted, “that’s why they’re called suggestions.”
I shook my head. “I still think this is Bull.”
“Do you want to try this, or what?”
“Okay, whatever.”
“Okay, then,” she said, shaking out her shoulders and closing her eyes. She shifted around, relaxing, presumably.
“Okay. You’re getting sleepy. This is ridiculous.”
“If this is going to work, you’re going to have to take this seriously and stop distracting me,” she shot back through clenched teeth.
“Okay okay okay.” I cleared my throat, and after she’d loosened herself up again and closed her eyes, I shook my head. Might as well get this bullshit over with, I thought to myself. “You’re getting sleepy…sleepy. Take long, slow breaths. As you release each breath, the tension flows out of your body with the breath, each breath leaving you more relaxed than the last.”
“Slowly, slowly, the tension leaves your body.” You listen to my voice droning, droning, I thought to myself. I fought to contain a chuckle of derision as it rose in my chest; despite myself, I hoped she didn’t notice.
“Are you relaxed?”
“Yes.”
“You will sleep…you will listen to my voice but you will be asleep.”
“Asleep.”
“You will obey my voice. I will ask you to do something, and you will obey.”
“Obey.”
“You will not remember my having made the suggestion.”
“Suggestion….”
Now what? I thought.
The first thing that came to my mind was that I was hungry. It’d been a long afternoon at the library, chasing down books. For a couple of books, we had to look over the jumble of books that had needed to be reshelved. “You are hungry.”
“I am hungry,” she repeated.
“You need to get some food.”
“Need food.”
“You will not remember my suggestion that you are hungry, but you will experience hunger when you awaken. It will come from within you.”
“Hunger.”
“I will count to three, and upon three, you will awaken. You will not remember what we have discussed, but you will feel hungry.”
She nodded.
“One, two–“
Dammit, I thought to myself, that was lame. If I’m hungry, she’s probably hungry too…we’ve spent the whole afternoon together not eating.
“Three.”
She blinked, and shook her head a little. “Is the cafeteria still open? Maybe we should order a pizza if this is going to take a while.”
“Hungry?” For a moment, I almost believed it had worked.
“Yeah,” she answered, and then cocked her head. “You didn’t just, like, plant the suggestion that I was hungry, did you?”
“Yeah,” I nodded. “How’d you guess?” I asked, a little disgusted with myself
Exasperated, she shook her head. “Look, Einstein, if you want to prove it, you should maybe pick something a little less usual…something that’s a little off the wall, so if I do it or say it you’ll know for sure that it’s what you suggested. Something different.”
“But harmless,” she added. “You got it?”
I nodded.
“Okay, you know what you’re going to suggest?”
“Well, not yet,” I admitted, “but I’ll think of something.”
“Okay. But nothing freaky.”
“Okay.”
She relaxed herself, and I talked her into her “trance.”
“Okay, just like before, I’m going to ask you a few questions, and you’re going to answer me truthfully,” I said.
She nodded. Despite my skepticism, I was beginning to play along with this hypnotism thing.
“And just like before, you are not going to remember this conversation, but you will act upon the things we discuss.”
She nodded again.
“The questions I’m going to ask are going to be personal questions. I don’t want to use the information to take advantage of you. I just want you to answer the questions truthfully.”
She nodded.
“You’re not going to be offended by the questions. I don’t mean to hurt you or embarrass you by asking. Your answers will be a secret between us. I will never reveal them to anybody else. Do you trust me?”
She nodded.
She seemed actually to be in an altered state of consciousness. What the heck, I figured. Go for broke. “Okay. Answer me truthfully. Hypothetically, if I were to ask you out on a date, would you go out with me?”
Her lips turned up slightly, and I thought she was going to break out into laughter, and reveal that she was not actually in the trance in which she professed to be. I stiffened myself involuntarily for some sort of rebuff.
Instead of derisive laughter, she just uttered, rather dreamily, “Mmmmm…probably.”
Hmmmm, I thought. I continued, “I’m not going to ask you to do anything you don’t want to do; if I do ask you to go out with me later, I want you to answer me truthfully. Do you understand?
“Mmmm-hmmmm.”
“If you don’t want to go out with me, I don’t want you to go out with me, okay?”
She nodded.
Okay…now for something to show whether this is working or not.
“Now tell me about the clothes you’re wearing,” I said.
“Shirt…white. Pants, shoes….”
She seemed not to want to use her voice very much.
“Bra?” I asked.
She nodded.
“Panties?”
She nodded.
“Do you ever dress yourself without wearing panties?”
She nodded.
“When do you not wear panties?” I asked, feeling uncomfortable for asking, but becoming curious.
“Laundry…” she said, trailing off.
“Please bear with me,” I said, trying to make my voice sound calmer than I felt. “You don’t wear you panties when…”
After a moment of silence, she picked up my sentence and uttered “Laundry’s all dirty.”
“Yes, you don’t wear panties when they all need to be washed.”
I shrugged. It made sense.
“Do you run out of clean laundry very much?”
She shook her head no.
“You never run out of clean laundry?”
“Almost never,” she murmured reluctantly.
“Your laundry’s all clean now?”
She nodded, “Mostly….”
“You’ve got clean underwear for the rest of the week?”
She nodded, either glad that she didn’t have to speak, or that her laundry was caught up.
“Okay. Tomorrow– the next time we see each other–tomorrow, when you get dressed, you’re not going to wear any panties.”
“No panties.”
“Can you do that for me?”
She nodded.
“And you’re not going to remember we had this conversation.”
“Not remember.”
This was seeming too easy…I thought for sure I’d have been slapped by that point. One other thought occurred to me, a second test I could run.
“You’re relaxed and comfy now, right?”
She nodded.
“You enjoy being this relaxed, right?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. When we’re alone together, and things are quiet and all relaxed, if I say the words, ‘Pretty Baby,’ you’ll come back to this state of pleasant sleep, and we can talk some more.”
“Yes.”
“You understand?”
“Yes…Pretty Baby.”
“Okay. Now, I’m going to count to three, and on the count of three, you will wake up. One, two, three.”
Her eyes opened, and she asked, “Okay, did it work?”
I shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Some test. You did think of some way to test it, right?” she eyed me warily.
“Of course I did.”
“So when will you know?”
“Tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow?” she asked, with a note of apprehension.
“Don’t worry; it’s something so minor you’ll never even notice. I may even forget myself.”
“Okay,” she said, “but it’d better not be anything that screws up my day.”
I didn’t work up the courage to ask her out that evening, despite her assurance that she’d probably say yes–I didn’t want to jinx it by having her think I may have suggested it to her while she was “under hypnosis.” Even if I was still a little skeptical about hypnosis, it seemed clear that she believed.
The next day we met for our sociology class. I got to class a little late, but thankfully, it was a larger class and there was mercifully a seat in the back of the room that I could slide into unnoticed. I could see Lisa from where I sat, and she seemed a little uncomfortable–she was fidgeting in her seat from time to time.
After class I caught up to her so we could discuss our report. “Let’s get back to my room,” she said, a little peevishly. “There’s too many people here.”
“Why, what’s wrong?”
She looked at me a moment, and blushed a little. “I forgot to wear any underwear this morning…it feels like everyone can see.”
“Your secret’s safe with me,” I said. To keep from grinning, I had to quickly fill my head with details of the report on which we had been working.
“I was in such a hurry this morning, when I grabbed my clothes on the way to the shower, I must’ve forgotten my panties. I wasn’t about to go back through the dorm in nothing but a towel–“
“Don’t worry about it! No one could possibly know,” I said. Either the suggestion worked, or this is a hoax in which I’ve become an active participant, I thought to myself.
I told her I’d go by the student center to check my mail, and meet her at her room…that would give her some time to get herself composed.
The report we were working on was due at the end of the term, and was of broad enough scope that it would account for a full third of our grade. As I’d hoped, we’d gotten a little closer together over the project, and had gone to an all-night diner once or twice to unwind after studying.
A week or two passed. One evening the two of us were alone in my dorm room, and she piped up suddenly and asked, “Did you ever get that signal?”
“What signal?”
“Whatever signal you’d suggested to me after you hypnotised me….”
In the intervening days, I’d all but forgotten the episode. “Yeah, I guess,” I shrugged.
“You’re not sure?” she asked.
“It was something so subtle, I’m not sure whether it happened or not,” I stalled, remembering her apprehension about what I might have suggested to her.
“So you’re still a skeptic?”
We’d gotten a little bit closer over the intervening days, and I felt I knew her a little better. I’d also managed (finally) to make a date with her for Friday night. I remembered the second suggestion I’d given to her, and on a perverse little whim, in the quiet of my room, I whispered, “Pretty Baby.”
Half expecting her to ask me to repeat myself louder, her eyes seemed to glaze over and closed halfway. Her body slackened visibly.
“How are you doing?” I asked cautiously.
“Sleepy,” she murmured.
“Do you remember my voice?”
She nodded.
“Do you remember that you can Sex hikayeleri trust me?”
“Trust you.”
Despite our recent closeness, I must admit that I was feeling a little nervous about our date. Really, how could it be any different than our regular day-to-day interactions? But I was nervous nonetheless.
“I want to ask you a couple of questions. May I do that?”
She nodded.
“Are you looking forward to our date tomorrow night?”
She smiled slightly, eyes closed, and nodded.
I breathed a sigh of relief. “Me too.” Then, being a little self-serving, I added, “I’m sure whatever happens tomorrow night, everything will be fine and we’ll both have a good time.”
“Good time.”
I reminded her that I wanted her to be honest with me, and I recklessly asked her if she thought she might sleep with me sometime.
“Probably,” she replied.
“Tomorrow night?” I asked, not believing my good fortune.
“Never on first date….”
“But we’ve known one another so long,” I protested.
She kind of shrugged, deeply drowsy.
“Never?”
“Maybe if I were really, really horny…” she mumbled.
Seizing upon that, I continued. “Do you think you’ll be horny tomorrow night?”
She shrugged again.
“Listen to my voice. You are beginning to feel aroused.”
“Aroused?”
The tone of the question in her voice startled me, but she still appeared deep in a trance. Perhaps it was because I’d been more direct in suggesting it, or it was something further from the norm for her.
“How do you feel when you become aroused?”
She giggled a little, her face flushing. “Butterflies in stomach.”
“That’s how you feel now…you’ve butterflies in your stomach. You’re relaxed and happy, and feeling all tingly.”
“Mmmmmmmm….” She said. Her face was flushed a little deeper.
“Do you like to think about sex when you feel this way?”
She nodded.
“This is how you’re going to feel tomorrow. You’ll be aroused, and as the day goes on, the feeling will build slowly. As night approaches, you’ll think more and more about sex, and you’ll be more and more aroused.”
“More and more aroused,” she repeated dreamily.
“You’ll forget we had this conversation, but you’ll be especially horny tomorrow evening.”
“Especially horny.”
“When I count to three, you’ll wake up, and you’ll forget this conversation ever happened.”
The following night, the date got off to a good start. As the evening progressed, she started to seem a little distracted. I knew my roomate would be out drinking that evening, so we went back to my room. By the time we got there, she was acting really squirrely, agitated, and nervous. I was beginning to feel guilty because of the suggestion I had made. She was literally quivering with arousal, and when the door closed behind us, she practically pounced on me.
I was startled, although I really shouldn’t have been. We were kissing madly, and she pushed me toward the bed, upon which we both collapsed. Her hands seemed to be everywhere. Her warm, moist tongue was in my mouth one moment, and slithering along the edge of my ear the next, sending shivers down my spine. Before long I was as hot and bothered as she was.
She was astride me, both of us still in our clothes (although disheveled), and she was humping against my erection, making little mewling sounds as she did so. Her nipples seemed erect through both her blouse and her bra. Suddenly, she jumped up, mumbled something about having to leave before she did something we’d both regret, and left. She fled, actually. I was thunderstruck.
Guiltily, I realized I shouldn’t have tried to make her do something she wasn’t inclined to do. I vowed I would set things right the next day.
She surprised me by appearing outside my door the following morning, before my first class. Before I could say anything, she blurted out, “I’m sorry about last night. I just kind of freaked out.”
I started to speak, but she broke in again. “Things just got too intense for me too fast…I hope you won’t hold it against me….”
“No, it’s not your fault. I really shouldn’t have–“
“No, you didn’t do anything. It was just me being crazy. I hope we can go out again sometime soon….”
She stopped me dead in my tracks with her shy little smile, and I said, “Of course we will.” I couldn’t ruin the moment with an admission of what I had done….
After that, without my resorting to any hypnotic coercion, things progressed at a more leisurely pace. We would kiss and make out, and things would get pretty heavy, but she didn’t want to jump right into bed. At first I was pretty bummed, but she was willing to get into some petting. She even admitted that she’d like to get me off with her mouth, but was a little afraid…after all, she didn’t want to gag on me.
We tried a couple of times, but inevitably, as I instinctively thrust my penis toward the back of her mouth, it would trigger her gag reflex. The one time we did stick with it long enough for me to ejaculate, she nearly coughed up a lung when some of the semen got into her windpipe.
Not long after that, she suggested I hypnotize her again, to build her confidence in blowing me.
“You really want me to hypnotize you again?” I asked.
“Sure,” she shrugged. “Why not? Hypnotism is all about relaxing, and as far as I can tell, oral sex seems to be about relaxing the gag reflex…let’s give it a shot. Unless, of course, you don’t want me to blow you….”
“No, that’s okay…if you’re willing to do this, I’m sure willing. Pretty Baby.”
It’d been a couple of weeks since I’d used those words on her, and I was a little surprised they still worked. Her body went immediately slack, nearly falling over, and her eyelids fluttered shut.
“You’re very relaxed,” I said, more as an observation.
“Mmmmmmm-hmmmm,” she nodded.
“Before we get too far into this, I want to make sure you’re willing to do this.”
“Okay.”
“You’re willing to go down on me, and you want to be the best fellatrix you can be, is that right?”
“Yes.”
“You want me to help you to do this?”
“Yes.”
“Okay. Listen to my voice. You’ve seen a penis, right?”
“Yes.”
“The penis is your friend–” I grimmaced, realizing suddenly how stupid it sounded. “The penis is lovely, wonderful. You want to have the penis inside you.”
“Yes. Show it to me.”
“Let’s just talk about it for the time being. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. You yearn for the penis.”
“Yearn.”
“You’re fascinated by it; you want to take it into you, into your mouth, into your vagina. You want to give it pleasure, and you want to take pleasure from it.”
“Pleasure.”
“The penis makes you complete, makes you happy. You welcome it into your mouth.”
She opened her mouth langorously, as if performing the act. It was pretty intense just to watch her pantomime.
“When you have the penis in you, in your mouth, your whole body tingles with pleasure. You feel butterflies in your stomach, in your mouth, even in your hand; wherever the penis touches you.”
She moaned “Yes.”
“You’re very relaxed when the erection is in your mouth; you welcome it into your mouth, into your throat. You’re too relaxed to gag; it feels wonderful. It feels in your throat the same way it feels in your pussy; as it moves back and forth, it excites you, arouses you. Your orgasm radiates from your mouth, but more urgently from your throat. You welcome it to the back of your mouth, into your throat, where it feels the best.”
“Best in my throat,” she moaned. Her face was flushed; she moved forward, taking an invisible erection deep into her soft, moist throat, and moaning softly.
The moment was so intense, I was reluctant to shake her from her trance. She seemed in a rapture of pleasure.
“You are a wonderful fellatrix, a cocksucker extraordinaire. You love cocks, can’t get enough. You feel no fear when confronted with an erection that you want to take into yourself, into your throat. You want to make it one with you, unite it with your essence.”
I didn’t think I could look her in the face if her conscious self could repeat these words to me, so I said, “You will not remember this conversation, but you will take everything we’ve discussed to heart. It will become a part of you, second nature to you. You will love going down on me, love penis, love cock. You will derive as much pleasure from it as I will, you will climax; long, earth-shattering climaxes, each time you go down, your orgasm will be more intense than the last.”
“When I count to three, you will awaken slowly. One. Two. Three.”
She shook her head briefly, exhaling as though she’d been holding her breath.
“You okay?”
“Yeah,” she said, blushing a little. “I just feel…a little…I don’t know….”
“You’re okay, though, right?”
“Yeah, I think so. Kind of woozy.”
“Maybe you’d better lie down….”
“Yeah,” she said, pulling me closer. “If you lie down with me.”
Moments later, she was going down on me with an enthusiasm that I hadn’t even dreamt about. She took me as far down into her throat as physics would permit, and her orgasm made mine seem miserly and small by comparison. It wasn’t long after that that we began to have sex, too, which she attacked with equal enthusiasm.
I was blissfully happy. I had a girlfriend who loved having sex with me, and loved fellatio, even almost to the point of preferring it over cunnilingus. I didn’t mind going down on her, although it wasn’t my favorite activity. I felt a little clumsy at it, strangely enough, partly because of her shining expertise in going down on me. I even contemplated asking her to hypnotize me, to see if she could work the same magic on me that I had on her.
Before I knew it, we were facing midterms. She had a lot of work from other classes, and we’d had to cut back on some of our dates, even on some of our more optional studying together. The sociology term paper had languished on the back burner as our sexual activity had increased; but that wasn’t due until the end of the semester. The midterms were the major focus of all our activity.
We were pulling an all-night study session, cramming for the sociology midterm. After a point, the coffee we were drinking didn’t seem to help. Lisa stood up, stretched, and tried jumping jacks to get her blood flowing again.
I enjoyed watching her efforts, but it wasn’t any good for getting my mind focussed on studying.
She was doing a hurtler’s stretch on the floor when she suggested that maybe we should try to hypnotize each other into being alert and studying more efficiently. “Or are you still the skeptic?” she asked, taunting with her gaze.
“No, I must say, I’m a believer,” I admitted. “I’ll hypnotize you, and then you can hypnotize me.”
“That’s quite a responsibility,” she said, seeming impressed. “You’ve never let me hypnotize you before.”
I shrugged. “I don’t guess there’s ever been any reason to,” I said. “Do you think it can be done?”
“Some people are more susceptible than others,” she said, as if doubting that it would work.
I yawned. “Well, if I don’t get you hypnotized, we might both wind up sound asleep before long.”
“If you’re already tired, and relaxed, you might be halfway there,” she observed.
“Whatever you say, Pretty Baby.”
After I’d given her the instructions necessary to make her an alert, lean, mean, studying machine, I brought her out of her trance.
“That’s funny,” she said. “I don’t even remember you calming me down slowly to put me under.”
“Maybe you’re more tired than you thought,” I suggested. “I hope you didn’t sleep through any of my instructions.”
“No sir,” she chirped. “Now it’s your turn. I guess you’re already sleepy.”
She seemed almost aquiver with nervous energy, and took a few syllables to modulate her voice into a relaxing tone.
“You’re getting sleepy…sleepy. You’re relaxed, your body is completely relaxed, but your mind is awake and you are effortlessly absorbing my voice.”
Suddenly I was awake. My face stung.
“Did you just slap me?” I rubbed my face, but I could not for the world remember her, or anyone else for that matter, striking me.
“You were really under,” she stammered. “I’m sorry. I guess I might’ve panicked a little,” she explained.
After a moment, she observed “You seem really awake now, though.”
I certainly was. As we hit the books with renewed vigor, I wondered if I’d impressed upon her too much of a mood of strictness; she was cool and distant–the perfect, efficient, study partner.
After midterms, with all the pressure to study off, we went through sort of a “second-honeymoon” period; it seemed like we were copulating almost constantly. One evening, she complained that her pussy really hurt.
“From what?” I asked.
“Well, we’ve been fucking an awful lot, haven’t we?” she retorted.
“Yeah, we sure have,” I answered. I didn’t feel that sore, but I could remember doing it a couple of times that day.
I didn’t have much of a chance to reflect on it, because Sikiş hikayeleri she immediately said, “Why don’t you fuck me in the ass?”
I couldn’t believe my demure little girlfriend was asking me to do her anally, much less that I’d heard the words “fuck me in the ass” coming out of her sweet little mouth. It was so unlike her, and so perversely arousing.
As sore as I might or might not have been, my cock sprang to attention. I’d never really considered anal sex before, but she had the most delicious-looking ass I had ever seen, and the thought of her petite little frame wiggling at the end of my member as it disappeared up her tiny back hole sent me into convulsions of desire.
“Ummmm, um, I don’t think I have any K-Y,” I stammered.
“That’s okay,” she said, her voice already growing husky with desire. She dropped her shorts to the floor, and cast a come-hither glance over her shoulder that made me melt. “One or two strokes in my sex won’t kill me.”
She was right; she was already amply aroused, and my first dive into her pool slicked me up enough to give me a decent penetration of her shapely rear. After I’d nestled the head of my cock at the delicate opening of her rear hole, she lunged back at me, almost sucking my erection into her. She took me with an ease that had me wondering momentarily if she’d done this before. At her desperate urgings, I pumped her ass as hard as I’d pump her pussy. She came wildly, thrashing around and crying out.
By the time finals rolled around, my academic life was a mess. Lisa’s studies had heated up, too, and it seemed we saw less and less of each other–it seemed she was dividing all her time between different study groups. The sociology term paper we’d been working on was dragging; we’d neglected it earlier in the term, and we were paying for it now. Rather than sociology study-sessions, we were just having brief planning meetings, in which we’d plot the course of the paper and divide up the work. She’d always show up to our sessions with her part all done in excruciating and flawless detail, while I felt like I was grinding away under the work of two people for the measly little tidbits I was able to scrape together. I was sure looking forward to the interterm, when things would slow down again and get back to normal.
The week before finals, we managed to squeeze in one short evening together. I’d been desperately looking forward to it…increasingly, I could think of nothing but her. My mind seemed to constantly obsess about how hot I was for her body. As I’d endlessly replay the fleeting moments we’d spent together in my mind, I was having more and more trouble concentrating on my studies.
That night together, after what had seemed like forever, we were finally having sex, and I wasn’t able to climax! I raged at her, humping her clinging body through crescendo after crescendo of her own orgasms, and I was unable to come myself. I tried different things, thinking of her, I even took a breather or two. My cock was getting extremely sore, and her velvety smoothness left me feeling like sandpaper. Finally, she murmured a few syllables that I didn’t understand, and I came like old faithful. It was surreal; it was as though every orgasm I’d ever had in my life had been replayed for me at the same time. Wave after wave broke over my body, for what seemed like dozens of minutes. I think I was unconscious before the orgasm even ended, much less when my head hit the pillow.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I finished my last final. Elated, I went over to Lisa’s room–her last final had been the previous evening.
After a knock, there was a stirring inside, and two guys opened the door to leave. One of them cast a knowing smirk at me as he tucked his shirt in and squeezed past.
Lisa was there; she’d already been celebrating. “What’s going on?” I asked, as much a greeting as a question.
“Nothing, Bitch!” she snapped back.
My head was as empty as a bell, and rang with her words.
“I guess it’s time to tell you,” she added.
The words fell into my mind, unlocking secrets. Slowly, images began to flow through my consciousness. At first it was like looking down a hallway, but the images began to come closer, and I realized that they were memories. My memories.
So many times I’d caught her with other men. Walked in on them with her brazenly fucking, her lithe frame perched atop them, humping vigorously. Sometimes one, sometimes two, with her sandwiched between them, one in her pussy, one in her ass–or with her getting it doggy-style, on all fours, sucking another man off.
I remembered the first time I walked in on her while she was cheating on me; she’d stopped, and even come over to talk to me. After the first time, when she found she could hypnotize me afterward and remove my memory, she wouldn’t even stop when I came into her room. Sometimes she’d just hump away, staring directly into my eyes, locking my gaze with hers as a devilish smile crept across her face, her face flushed with arousal, her breasts glinting with the sweat of her passions. She would savor my shock as she screwed; my mind wiped clean, each discovery was a new experience for me.
I recalled countless nights, standing outside her door while she fucked other men, or standing at the foot of her bed, a mute audience to her lovemaking. So many hours waiting in her room while she was out dating or screwing other guys, waiting for her return.
I met another self, a subconscious me who was aware of her coital activities, who helped her out, and made excuses for her. The one who would go into the drug store to buy condoms for her, condoms I would never use myself. The one who would drive her to frat parties, and wait in the car, idle and sober, to drive her home, after she was drunk and had had her fill.
I saw her standing in front of me, describing how she had been happily fucked sore in every opening. She cuddled up against me, telling me lovingly how much she liked the feeling of all the cum oozing out of her pussy and ass, making a mess of her panties. She would coo about how much she was looking forward to taking me back to her room, and having me delicately lap at her deliciously throbbing sex until she fell asleep. She told me how deliriously wicked she felt, fucking all those men, thinking about how I stood outside waiting to take her home.
The broken dates, the blown-off study sessions–for most of them, she had been with other men.
I recalled session after session of her hypnotizing me, building gradually upon my infatuation and love for her, reinforcing and developing my lust for her body until I literally became addicted to her. She had made every one of her orifices, indeed, every part of her body an object of worship for me–endless hours licking her feet, her breasts, her sex. On nights when she was too busy with other men, she would leave me behind to sniff and masturbate with her soiled panties, conditioning myself to be aroused by her private odors.
I remembered countless sessions where she probed my fantasies, both conscious and unconscious; through my memory, I watched as she bent me slowly to her will, laid countless traps in my mind, planted and nurtured fantasies and hopes, all centered around her. She discovered a submissive streak in me, a tiny thread of my sexual identity that she teased out and nurtured carefully, and through countless suggestions and in tiny increments, coaxed into bloom. She had placed herself at the center of my every fantasy, had invaded the core of my being. Pleasing her had become the purpose of my existence.
And the sociology term-paper! She had made me do all the work, and give her most of the credit. Not to mention some work for other classes she’d foisted off on me, so she could enjoy a roll in the hay with some jock while I did her assignments!
My face burned, and I felt the tears welling into my eyes. “Why–?” I choked.
She threw the covers off the bed, and I could see her glistening, lithe frame walking toward me. I was inches taller than she was, but I felt as though she was towering over me.
“Because-” she slapped me in the face, hard. “You,” she punctuated by slapping me with the back of her hand, equally hard, “made-” she continued, alternating fore- and backhand slaps with each word. “Me. A. Slut.”
Tears welled in my eyes. Her lovely image swam before my blurry vision, but in my mind, I could see her as she had been, sweet and innocent, in a trance before me. I heard the suggestions I had made to her, suggestions that had made her crave sex and seek the companionship of nearly countless men to slake the thirsts I had stirred within her.
She bent forward, close to my face, and added in a much quieter voice, as though confiding a secret, “For which I’m not entirely ungrateful.” Her lips twisted into a sardonic smile that struck fear into my heart.
“You set me on fire,” she said quietly. “You used me…made me into your plaything. You kindled my lust, toyed with me, abused my trust–you turned me into your horny little bitch, your perfect little cocksucker,” she fumed. “You manipulated me for your own selfish needs. Well, who’s the bitch now?” she asked, slapping me one more time, knocking me to the floor.
“I can fix it,” I blubbered incoherently, lying abjectly at her feet. “I can remove the suggestions! Everything can be the way it was before!”
“Oh, you have helped me quite enough already,” she glowered coldly, crisply enunciating each syllable with a terrible suppressed rage.
Then, almost playfully, she added in a sing-song voice, “Yes, I do believe you think you can make things right, don’t you? What was it you used to call me?”
“P-p-p-ri–” I stuttered.
“Pretty something, wasn’t it?” she prompted.
“P-pru-pru…” my voice trailed off.
“A shame,” she taunted, “I can’t remember it either.” The amusement had drained from her voice. Her conditioning had robbed me of the ability to utter those words.
“Well, answer me,” she barked. “Who’s my little bitch?”
I fought, but answered, “I’m your little bitch.” I did not recognize my own voice.
“Well, don’t be like that, my little puppy,” she chided. “I’ve saved you a special treat.” She turned around, resting her hands on the desk, and made two little kissing sounds with her mouth, sounds one might use to prompt a dog to accept a morsel of food from the table.
My gaze fell to her lovely backside, still glossy and pink with perspiration. She had the most delectable backside….
She bent slightly at the waist, pushing her backside out to its best advantage, and shifted her weight temptingly from leg to leg, her butt shifting enticingly from side to side. “Come on, puppy, you know how much you like my ass,” she cooed. Then, with force in her voice, she ordered, “Heel!”
I’d risen to my knees, but it felt as if I was apart from myself, watching the scene from the other side of the room. Unable to resist, I shuffled closer to her on my knees. In the dim light I could make out the contours of her ass cheeks, with her beautiful little puckered hole peeking out at me.
“That’s a good puppy. Come and get it!” she urged gently.
Her little back hole was red and swollen from sex, and cum was oozing from it. As I got closer, I could smell the acrid, alluring smell of her rectum and her sweat, the unmistakable scent of her arousal, all mingled with the bitter odor of semen. I was outraged at what she was asking of me, yet I was compelled closer.
Her pert little backside, bent over as she was in front of me, was too beautiful for me to refuse. Despite my revulsion at the semen that seeped from her rear hole, I sealed my mouth to that tender orifice, licking and sucking for all I was worth.
The moment my tongue touched her anus, the taste was familiar; I realized with a small shock that I’d performed this service before, countless times. A warm, cozy feeling enveloped me, and I felt pleasure from the fact that I was giving her pleasure.
She moaned, eagerly thrusting her backside into my face. Buried between her lovely cheeks, I kept at my task, thrilled increasingly each time her moans rose to signal her climax. Hungrily I gulped at the slick ooze that issued forth.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm,” she sighed contentedly, flopping back down on the bed. “I’ve trained you well, my little puppy, haven’t I?”
“Yes, Mistress!” I chirped merrily. The voice was no longer my own.
“Isn’t wevenge so sweet, my widdewe puppy-dog ass-wicker?” she said in baby-talk.
“Yes, Mistress! I love licking your delicious backside!” The voice didn’t sound like my own, but I meant what it was saying. My chest swelled with contentment every time she uttered the word “puppy;” I thrilled every time her sweet voice rose in ecstasy.
I collapsed on the floor beside her bed, realizing I’d spent a good bit of the semester sleeping on her floor, cuddled at her feet. There was a rectangular carpet there, pitifully small, placed just Erotik hikaye so. It was more to cushion her lovely feet from the floor than it was for my sleeping, but it served both purposes.
“You can try to fight it,” she said dreamily, “but I’ve been programming you for weeks. Ever since that time before midterms when you let me hypnotize you.” She giggled. “A few questions and you sang like a–like a–like some kind of bird. You told me how you’d made a slut of me, and I decided to turn the tables on you. I conditioned you to be my slave, to accept my sexuality–to accept my lust for other men. You are deeply, hopelessly, wonderfully in love with every aspect of my person. You can’t even come without a special word that only I can utter.” She chuckled contentedly.
“But I thought it was me who made you crave other men–” I croaked. It was my last grasp at escape, the last sentiment that was completely my own.
“Like I said earlier,” she said, pausing to lick her lips, “I am just a little bit glad you threw your little wrench into my works. I guess I was a bit of a latent slut all along.”
I was aghast, my insides roiling with alternating arousal and horror.
“I sure took to it pretty well,” she added with an earthy chuckle. “I guess you just got me connected with my real self. I think it suits me, don’t you?”
My heart sank.
“Sure, it was a little rocky at first–” she continued, “my roomate still hates me for fucking her boyfriend. But I have you to take care of me. And I love the feeling I get when you watch me fuck someone else with those sad little puppy-dog eyes of yours–it gets me really hot,” she gloated.
“And ultimately,” she concluded, “I guess I got you connected with your real self, too, because you allowed it all to happen. You wanted to be told what to do, to be made into a little sex toy. You can never use hypnotism to make someone do something they would absolutely never do.”
She tousled my hair with one of her feet. “Do you believe in hypnosis now, puppy-love?” she asked sleepily.
As the days passed, and the shock of that evening subsided, I hoped that maybe she would tire of the situation, and things would get back to normal–but it became increasingly obvious that she was more than happy with her promiscuous lifestyle, and that, indeed, her sleeping with anyone and everyone she felt like was what had been “normal” for her for an long time.
I even tried breaking up with her, and managed to stay away from her for a little more than a week.
My absence didn’t slow down her social calendar. During our separation it seemed that her sexual activity even increased. She was always strutting around campus with one guy or another. I tried to avoid her; but whenever our paths crossed, my eyes were involuntarily riveted to her. I saw how her skin glowed, how her body rippled with pleasure at the sly caresses of her male companions.
While we were apart, I could think of nothing but her. She even popped up in my masturbatory fantasies, no matter how hard I tried not to think of her. And even masturbating, I could barely come at all.
Finally I decided to swallow what little pride I had left, and return to her.
I knew she had a gym class on Tuesdays and Thursdays, so on Thursday I loitered around the girls’ gym all afternoon. It was 2:30, and a bunch of girls were coming back from the track. Lisa was near the back of the group of girls returning to the locker room in little groups of two or three.
She looked utterly radiant, her skin flushed and glowing from her exertions. Her gym outfit clung wonderfully to her beautiful body; an undersized t-shirt clinging to her high, pert breasts, leaving her midriff bare, and her shorts hugging her beautiful backside and showing off her shapely, strong legs.
When she saw me, she made her way toward me and greeted me warmly with a peck on the cheek, as if we’d last seen each other only hours ago rather than days. Indeed, as tortured as my last few days had been, it felt as though it’d been months since I’d last seen her.
All choked up, I was barely able to croak to her that I wanted us to be together again.
She smiled and tousled my hair, and said that she had missed me. “I want us to be together again too,” she said.
I broke out in sobs, and went to hug her, but she stopped me with her hand out against my chest. “I knew you’d be back,” she gloated.
A yawning chasm opened up in my belly.
“What’s wrong, puppy?” she taunted sweetly.
Her pet name still had its power over me, making me feel helpless, deeply aroused, and pleased to have earned her attention, all at the same time. It came over me with such an intensity that I felt dizzy. “But I–I–“
“You thought things would be different?” she said, completing my thought. She shook her head “no” in mock sorrow. “You’re my wittwe puppy slave. Nothing can ever change that. Your coming back to me proves that it’s true, more now than ever. Truth be told, I’m a little surprised that you held out this long.” She bent closer to my face, and said more quietly, “We’re going to have to do something about that…we can’t have my wittwe puppy wandering off by his wittwe ol’ self now, can we?”
“But how could you be sure I’d be back?” I managed to stammer.
“Because I have the center of your entire universe nestled snugly right here in my damp little panties,” she said smugly.
Just the casual mention of her sex seemed to fill my nostrils with her odor, made me crave her in a very tangible, physical way. I felt the urge to drop to my knees before her then and there, out on the tarmac, in the open, and beg to please her with my mouth.
“We can talk all about it later,” she said. “I’ve got to get a quick shower. Wait here for me; I’ll be back in a minute.”
I waited for 20 some minutes, my stomach in knots. My heart leapt when she emerged from the gymnasium, and I ran over to her. I wanted to get close to her; to touch her, to smell her.
She was flushed from the shower, her hair damp and sweet smelling. Again she pushed me to arm’s length, dashing my hopes of getting close to her. Playfully, she took my hand and pressed something into it. My skin tingled at her touch.
“I’ve got a really busy weekend planned,” she was saying, “but you can take these.”
She’d stuffed her panties into my hand. Unable to control myself, like a junkie being given a fix, I buried my nose in them. They were indeed damp, steeped in her sweat and arousal, permeated with her sweet intimate odors. My eyelids fluttered, and I was transported–
“Hey! Hey!” she was saying, snapping her fingers at me. “Don’t forget I’m still here!”
Her chastisement was like a slap in the face, and I’m sure I must have blushed crimson.
“You may masturbate with those once,” she instructed me. “You’re not to get a drop of semen on them, and you’re to wash them by hand and return them to me next Tuesday. They’d better be clean and dry. In fact–” she said, handing me the gym bag she had slung over her shoulder, “why don’t you wash all my gym clothes? Wash ’em by hand, and line dry them. They smell so nice when they air dry. I don’t want them washed in a machine while I have you to do my bidding.”
She turned around; she was wearing another baby t-shirt, and a deliciously snug pair of jeans that hugged all of her curves. Stunned, and apprehensive of her leaving me again, even for a short time, I watched her go.
She called over her shoulder, “Bring them back here next Tuesday! My gym class starts at 1:00, but be here early. See you then!” She blew me a kiss and was gone.
I nearly retched with my pent-up emotions. Her whim was literally my command; I knew I wouldn’t be permitted into her presence again until the following Tuesday, and then perhaps only outside here on the tarmac, in passing.
Desolately I watched her go. Despite the events of the past couple of months, it still hurt incredibly.
The weekend dragged, but at least I had Tuesday to look forward to. I followed her instructions to the letter. When I saw her I blathered to her how I couldn’t get her off my mind, and was willing to do anything to be with her again. She nodded patiently, and listened to me natter on. “Oh, you will,” she added, ominously.
I must’ve looked at her blankly for a moment. “You will do anything to be with me again,” she repeated. “You made me a slave to my pussy, and I intend to do the same thing for you,” she promised menacingly.
She continued on with great relish, striking fear into my heart. “Every time my pussy twitches, you’re going to jump! You’re going to learn my wants and needs so well that fulfilling them slavishly will be more natural to you than attending to your own miserable bodily functions. You’re going to get to know every intimate detail of my life so well that you’ll become telepathic; you’ll know what I want and get it for me even before I know I want it.”
She went on. “I think this summer, I’ll just stay here in town and get an off-campus apartment. I think living off-campus will suit my “lifestyle” better, don’t you? I’ll keep the apartment through next year, so I won’t have all that grief tip-toeing past the Resident Advisors and all that crap with living in the dorms.”
“Maybe I’ll get a two-bedroom apartment! Wouldn’t that be fun? I could maybe bring home two different men the same night–” she enthused, “and have them in two separate bedrooms, not even knowing the other is there!”
Stunned and awed by her libido, I listened to her gush on. “Of course, you’ll sleep in a corner of the living room, or maybe we can fix up a linen closet or something for you.”
“I’ll probably keep you after I graduate,” she said casually. “Right now, I’m thinking of moving to some big city…maybe New York or Seattle…you know, some place with a lot of men.”
As she laid out the rules for my future life with her, she told me in no uncertain terms how she was not about to change her sexual habits for me. She told me that I would probably see very little of her until the end of the term, since she had a lot of work to take care of for her classes, and her social calendar was a very full one. Of course, I would take over her laundry duties, and, as it turned out, just about anything else she didn’t enjoy doing.
She confided to me how she found humiliating me to be a powerful aphrodisiac for her (as if she needed one!). She even told me about my lengthy conditioning process, and how she had planted countless suggestions in my mind that the worse she treated me, the more devoted I would become to her. “It’ll be so great!” she said. “The worse I treat you, the more turned on I get, and the more devoted you’ll be. It’s like an incredible spiral of arousal and devotion; pleasure for me, and abject servitude for you! I can’t even imagine where all of this will go!”
“You really were one warped little puppy, even before I found you,” she observed. “You just needed the right woman to nurture your neuroses. Boy did you ever luck out!”
She likes to tell me stories of her sexual encounters, and savor my jealousy. One athlete she particularly liked, a football player, was huge in all of his dimensions. He was very strong, and also had incredible staying power. He would hold her by her hips, supporting her entire weight, and move her up and down on his erection, essentially masturbating himself with her. He would drive her out of her mind by slowing down as she approached orgasm. Since he was supporting all her weight, she was helpless, and couldn’t speed up the tempo. She would recall with obvious relish how fond he was of saying that he liked to hear her whimper and beg for her orgasm, and how he more than any other man just made her whole being feel like nothing more than a tingly, twitchy piece of pussyflesh at the end of his huge organ.
She became so well liked by so many members of a particular fraternity that they named her their mascot, and the following year she spent the entire week of fall break at their frat house. She was in a near constant state of arousal, and so often engaged in one sexual activity or another that she didn’t even bother to wear any clothing for the entire week. She simply padded around the entire frat house naked, enjoying the attentions of one or another, or several, as the whim seized them.
One time she was musing aloud what as to what she would answer if someone asked her what her favorite sex position might be. After a little thought, she concluded that she would have to answer, “between.”
She went apartment hunting, and found a place. I won’t even get to see the place until I move in; she went hunting with some of her male friends, and made her choice without consulting me. “You’ll love it!” she assured me. “It’s just perfect!”
She ordered me to start looking for a summer job, since I’ll probably be paying the lion’s share, if not all, of the rent. She’s promised me special treatment if I can make ends meet without her having to work.
True to her word, I’m more devoted to her every day. The more outrageous her behavior becomes, the tighter my bonds are to her. I strive to please her, for I can do no less. Communion with her is bliss.

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The basement was ringed with a bunch of chairs and couches. There was a bar in the back in a dimly lit corner. I made my way over after standing a putting my skirt and jacket back on. I grabbed a big drink of water and then took a shot of whatever alcohol I could find. Mike cam back down and came to me. “Melissa is asking about you and wants you to talk to her” he said while grabbing a clean tall glass and pouring it with a bottle with no label. “Tell her I am fine and that I was down stairs. Be sure to explain it the way you did to me when I got here. And just feel her out for this, she’s not as open as I am” I responded. He smiled gave me a kiss and went back upstairs.
I went to a dark corner that had a soft chair and sank in and made sure I had a good view of the center of the room. After a few minutes the door to the stairs opened and Mike and Melissa slowly came down. The guys in the room were getting excited at fucking a new white slut and made a large horse shoe in the center of the room. Melissa was wearing high heel shoes, my cat suit with the opening in the crotch and see through mess material, a white pair of Brazilian shorts that were skin tight and laced up the sides and a loose white sash that covered her breasts, and of course the black hood like the one that I wore, with just an opening at the mouth. Her chest was heaving heavily from her breathing. The two reached the center of the room and Mike said, “Okay boys its time to see which is best, that first cock sucking slut or this little white bitch here.” “It’s about time you showed bitch, we been fucking that slut friend of yours for hours now, we need some fresh pussy” some big black guy yelled out over the music.
“Bitch you do what we tell you and everything will be fine, if not we are gonna fuck you how we want no matter what you want” Mike said to Melissa as he sat her on the stool that they fucked me on. Melissa was always leery about gangbangs, that night at the frat party was her biggest leap ever. As a matter of fact that was the first time she had been with more than two guys before. “Alright you fuckers fuck this little cunt and let her prove to you that I am not a liar” Mike yelled out. With that he stepped back and walked toward me. One of the guys walked to Melissa and held his limp cock in the hole in the hood. Melissa was sheepish at first so one of the guys got her a tequila shot and handed it to her. She took the Tequila shot and seemed to relax. The limped dicked guy put his cock back in her face and she slowly began to suck his cock. She began running her tongue over his cock head and got his head wet. As his cock got bigger and more erect she started to take him into her mouth, first a little then deeper and deeper until she was deep throating his cock. Mike came over to me and said, “hi Babe, what do you think of my little party.” I smiled and said “I have never had so many big cocks to suck and fuck ever. But if Melissa wants to stop then you stop it, please.” “Absolutely, I just thought that you two would love this attention” he responded. “Oh yeah but I am still waiting for you to give me that nice cock of yours” I said as I leaned in and kissed him as I grabbed his crotch and rubbed his dick through his jeans. He kissed me back and we kissed for a minute, all the time I watched Melissa take the guys cock into her mouth sucking him and bobbing her head on his prick. Mike got up and went back to watch and I just relaxed.
Melissa soon had the guy to his limit and I heard him grunt, and as with me he pulled out of her mouth and shot his cum on the hood over her head. One of the other guys soon replaced the spent cock in Melissa’s mouth with a new hard cock. She sucked Sex hikayeleri him in the same fashion but now had two cocks in her hands that she was jacking in rhythm to her sucking. Every now and then she would switch to one of the cocks in her hand and take his prick deep in her throat, sometimes gagging but never missing a stroke. I was a little tired and dozed off even with the music as loud as it was. I must have napped for about thirty minutes and when I woke two guys were standing Melissa up. They removed her tight shorts but before they did I got a great view of her curvy ass. Those shorts made her ass look amazing, mine to as far as that was concerned. They took off the shorts and the sash and stood back to view Melissa’s firm body. I could hear them whooping and yelling, one of them yelled out, “Damn Mike this little bitch came ready to fuck too, look at that cunt opening on her bodysuit.” “Yeah, I know dude, last time I saw that suit it was on that cunt in the corner” Mike replied. Melissa immediately started looking for me and screamed out “Candice!? Where are you!?” “Not to worry Sis, I am over in the corner watching you suck some nice black cock. Enjoy it Sis!” I returned. Even before she could say anything else they picked her up and laid her on her back on the cushioned stool that I was on before. Immediately she had a cock in her mouth that she feverishly began to suck. One guy knelt down to her crotch and began to lick her pussy. It must have been that guy that knew what he was doing because she began to raise her hips pressing her pussy into his face. She was giving the guy in her mouth one hell of a blowjob, alternating between his balls and his cock. After a while she started tensing up and I could tell the guy eating her out was about to make her cum. She then lowered her head on the edge of the stool, giving the cock in her mouth a straight line to fuck her mouth. The guy responded and grabbed the sides of her head and began to stroke his long cock into her mouth and throat, slowly at first and quickening the pace until he pulled out of her throat and shot his cum all over her tits and her cat suit. Then she tensed up and rubbed her pussy letting out heavy moans and a few screams until she cam on the other guys face.
She rested for about a minute and two new studs flipped her over and began her dual cock treatment again. She look so fucking sexy getting fucked doggy style and sucking the three cocks to her front that I started getting wet again. I looked across the room and saw one of the guys sitting on a couch stroking his limp dick. I walked over to him and immediately went to my knees. I pushed his hand away and took his cock into my mouth, massaging his head with my tongue. The feel of his cock head in my mouth was really getting me wet again. I slowly took his shaft into my mouth while I kneaded his balls with my hands. Soon I had him fully erect and pulled him out of my mouth and said, “ Ok you are ready for my girlfriend” as I jacked him off to keep him hard. During that time Melissa had drained the guy in her mouth and swallowed his load down her throat. The guy fucking her pussy was slamming into her with deep strokes. She began to pant and scream “Damn fuck me with that black cock!” The guy soon cam all over her back and motioned for the next guy to fuck her cunt. The guy that I sucked hard stood up and went over to Melissa. He then picked her up and sat her on the floor. He laid beside her and picked her up and slid his cock into her. “Somebody fuck this bitch in the ass” he said. A guy came from the back of the room and stood above Melissa and the guy she was riding cowboy style. He knelt down and stopped Melissa’s motion Sikiş hikayeleri and began to slowly fill her asshole with his cock. Melissa let out a scream and whimpered as this guy in her ass pushed deeper into her with his large cock. Soon the three were rocking in unison and Melissa looked like she was enjoying it. She must have been because she was really riding the two cocks in her. She yelled out “Is anyone going to stick something in my mouth?” Instantly she had a cock in her mouth and was sucking it and taking it down her throat as the other two guys slammed into her. I then started sucking the nearest cock I could find as Melissa fucked the three that was on her. Another guy came to where I was and sat beside the guy I was sucking off. So I started to alternate between the two cocks in front of me. When the two I was working on became fully erect I did as before by licking their cock heads and jacking them off until the three fucking Melissa came in her.
After the three had cum in Melissa they picked her up and laid her back on the stool. The two I had been sucking got up and went to Melissa. One of them started pulling off the cat suit she was wearing exposing her breasts. After the suit came off the other began to lick her cunt. The one licking her cunt then moved up to her mouth and shoved his prick into her mouth. She started on him but he grabbed the back of her head and pushed his cock all the way down her throat. She gagged and he pulled out of her mouth and immediately went to her pussy, mounting her missionary with her legs over his shoulders. The guy that undressed her then mounted her tits and began to fuck them. Melissa then squeezed them together and began to suck his prick head as it got close to her mouth. While these two fucked Melissa, I was getting wet in my pussy again so I just sat on a guys lap and let his cock slide into my vagina. I slowly slid down his shaft, easing my wet hole down his cock until he bottomed out in my cunt. After mounting his cock, I placed my legs on the edge of the couch seat and began to pump my hips up and down. I pumped his cock with my cunt slowly at first and began to quicken my gyrations. He was 8 inches long and wide and from time to time I would just let his prick fill my hole. After fucking this guy for about five minutes I pulled him from my vagina and turned around and bent over, letting him lick my snatch. He licked my clit in circles and fingered my pussy. I could hear my juices as he slid his fingers in me. After a good finger fucking I kept my stance but lowered myself back onto his cock. I rode his prick slowly and watched Melissa getting fucked by five guys now. She had mounted the cock that was fucking her tits, and the big cock head was fucking her in the ass while three others stood by her face and feed her cock in turns. As Melissa’s fucking and sucking increased in speed so did my pace on the hard cock in my cunt.
A few of the guys that were stroking their black dicks on the other side of the room came over and started to feed me their hard pricks. With each one I would start rolling my tongue over their cock heads, taking their shaft into my mouth with my tongue messaging the underside of the shaft. I soon was taking their cocks deep into my throat gagging at times making sure to caress the under side of the shaft with my tongue. Feeling those two hard cocks down my throat was really setting my cunt on fire. My wet pussy was sliding on that black cock with ease and soon the guy started to tense up. I quickly jumped off of him and went to my knees. He stood right in front of me and I took him into my mouth. I bobbed on his head taking his hood into my mouth. When his hood Porno Hikayeleri was at tongues reach I would circle the crest of his head with my tongue stimulating it. Soon he erupted a massive load into my mouth, which I dutifully swallowed. He came so much that that cum was running down my chin and dripping onto my tits. I rubbed the cum into my chest and then started to passionately take the two I had been sucking into my mouth. Those hard cocks felt wonderful in my mouth and I could not wait to have their cum on my face. Soon my wish was fulfilled with both men cumming on my face, mouth and chest.
Melissa had procured two loads down her throat from two of the cocks she was sucking and a load in her pussy from the guy she was riding. She was now getting fucked alternately in her ass and pussy in doggy style fashion with her chest low to the floor while vigorously taking her third black dick down her throat and sucking his balls as he was laid out with his crotch right at her face. The big headed cock working her ass and vagina soon erupted onto her back and I went over to suck him limp. That big head took up all the room in my mouth and I just sucked the extra cum from his big black shaft. Mike came over to Melissa and whispered something into the hood that was soaked with cum and then removed it from her head. Melissa was disoriented like I was. As she began to see the 18 black men and their cocks her jaw dropped to the floor. She had always told me that she would never be brave enough to get gangbanged like this. Then she looked at me sucking a cock limp and smiled at me. “Now mother fuckers, was I fucking lying when I said these two white bitches know how to fuck and suck a black cock?” Mike yelled over the music. Cheers filled the basement and all the guys started congratulating themselves on getting to gang fuck two little white cunts.
After sucking what seemed like my 30th cock for the night to a limp and relaxed state, Melissa and I made out French kissing and fondling each other while the guys retreated for drinks and some relaxation. After making out for a while Melissa and I also took a break and went straight for the bar. We slammed what drinks were left and went upstairs to take a shower. While showering we cleaned each other and made out as we explored each others bodies. Mike came upstairs and asked if we were having fun. Melissa and I both wanted to suck him off as soon as he came in the door, but still he refused. He told us that all eighteen guys wanted to fuck us one more time. And then the three of us would take a nap and clean up and then he would be ours for the whole day.
So M and I each grabbed an arm and walked down the stairs with Mike. The guys in the basement were lined up nine to each side. We walked between the two walls of black cock and Mike positioned both of us in the center of the room. “Okay ladies, before these assholes fuck you one last time I want you to get each others pussy nice and wet” Mike instructed. M and I lay on the floor and immediately went into 69. I was on top and M on bottom. This was no where near the first time Melissa and I fucked each other, so we had no inhibitions about sucking on each others pussies in front of these men. We did as told and we brought each other to climax quickly. After pleasing each other M and I went to our hands and knees and began taking cocks in our wet cunts. Each guy took turns either fucking our mouths or pussies. I was so stretched out that I was in no pain at all. Then we each mounted a stud cowgirl style and each had a dick in our cunts, mouths and ass holes. We fucked these guys for about thirty minutes each of them depositing their loads of cum in whatever hole they fucked. After each cock got the treatment as described by Mike the guys dressed and left the room. Melissa and I collapsed from exhaustion and were asleep before the last guy left the room.

End

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My story is true and happened about 7 years ago. I had a couple of appointment to go to and had some time to kill between them so I went to a local park to enjoy the good weather and take a little walk by the river. I was going back to my truck and said hi to a guy sitting in his truck and we started small talk.

Gary seemed nice, he was older, mid late fifties. He was a large guy, thickly built all over and very masculine. We talked for a few and I need to find a bathroom and told him what I needed. He said the park bathroom was closed this time of year, just a porto john. He told me he just lived a short drive and I could use his bathroom if I wanted. I thought about it for just a second and took him up on it.

I followed him and it was less than a mile. Nice older home and well kept. We went in and he pointed to the bathroom and said, “make yourself at home…I sat down to pee, so I wouldn’t make any kind of mess on the seat and he asked through the door If I would like something to drink. I told him some water would be good. I finished my business, washed my hands and joined him in the Kitchen.

It was at this point that I finally got a good look at him. He about 6’4 and as I said before, thick all over. neck, arms. chest, all the way down to his feet. He was a ginger and had just a little scruff on his face. He started talking again and had a way of leading the conversation and making it easy.

He showed me around the house and talked about some of the antiques he had. Then, out of nowhere he said, “You like to watch porn”? I laughed and said, “who doesn’t” so he told me to follow him up stairs and he would put some on.

We went into a bedroom that had a small love seat at the foot of a bed and a large TV mounted on the wall in front of the seat. He told me to have a seat and make myself comfortable so I plopped down and stretched out as he was putting a movie on. It was Bi Sex scenes, and he asked if that was ok and I sad “OH YES” he chuckled and said he figured it would be the moment he saw me at the park.

He pulled off his shirt and sat beside me. He was tanned and had one of those large, round bellies that was solid, not fat but tight. I liked what I saw and he realized it. Why don’t you get a little more comfortable and get out of your pants and shirt? he asked. So I stood and at that point I realized I was wearing a sexy lace thong and wasn’t sure how that would work for him, but I stood up, slipped my shirt off then turned my back to him and slowly removed my pants making sure my panties stayed up. ” DAMN, Your fucking hot in that Sex hikaye thong baby” he said and it made me shiver just a little.

I bent over a little to give him a better look at may ass and I heard him move then his hands grabbed my hips and I felt his lips and tongue on my cheeks. I was startled just a little but it made my dick twitch in my panties and I started to leak a little bit. He turned me around and told me to pull his pants down. I undid his belt, unbuttoned and unzipped him with shaking hands, He told me to get on my knees and pull them down and I did as I was told. He wasn’t wearing anything under them and his cock popped out semi hard. It wasn’t very long, maybe 6 inches but it was almost as thick as it was long.

“DAMN! That’s thick” I said. I took it in my hand, it wasn’t hard yet and I couldn’t get my fingers fully around it. I quickly licked the underside of the head and took him in my mouth. It was all I could to to open wide enough for it to fit.. I looked up at him and he gave me a sly grin and told me to lick his balls and the shaft and I did exactly as I was told. It got a little harder and thicker. “That’s nice baby, you’re going to make me feel soo good”. At that point I got a little nervous, This thing was to thick.

He told me to get on the bed and lay on my back I said ok and he barked “that’s YES DADDY, understand?” I meekly said yes daddy. Now, on the bed.

I crawled into the middle of the bed and started to rub my cock through my thong and he slapped my hand away and told me that it wasn’t allowed. He was taking charge and I was so deep in now that I didn’t see a way out . Yes Daddy

He crawled in and got in the 69 position, his fat meat above my face, his belly had my chest pinned to the bed and he said lick my cock baby and I did, like a starved kid with a lolly pop . He pulled my knees back and got them behind his strong arms and all at once burred his tongue in my ass. He was eating my ass like it was cake. Long licks through my crack and across my hole then flicking his tongue at my opening like it was a clit. I could feel his spit flowing down m crack and onto my back. I was in heaven when he said, You have a very nice smooth pussy girl. That’s when I was sure what he wanted from me.

He reached over and grabbed some lube from the night stand, put a generous amount in my as crack , handed me the tube and told me to get a hand full and and stroke his cock. Yes daddy. I got a good bit in my hand and started stroking him. It got even thicker and he started rubbing his big fingers between my spread cheeks and across Erotik hikaye my puckered, in his words, “pussy”. Soon he had a finger in me working it in and out slow and easy, the a second one, and I could feel the stretching. then a third, it was hurting a little now and at this point he said, You better get some more lube on my dick, you’re going to need it.

He rolled off me onto his back grabbed the lube and but a big gob on his dick and gently rubbed it around. Climb on here and ride me baby. His cock was as thick as a beer can, and about 6 inches long, I said, “that’s not going to fit” He just grinned and said, OH,It’s going to fit. Either you can ride it ORRR I’m going to ride you. NOW mount me baby girl. Yes Daddy was all I could get to come out.

I swung my leg over him and squatted over that massive shaft. I lowered my hole toward it and reached down with my hand to guide it to its target. When the head touched me I stopped and rubbed it against my opening and gently pushed myself down. I felt good, but there was no way it would fit. I squirmed on it and lowered my ass a little more and it started getting a little uncomfortable but not more than I could stand then With a sting and shooting pain through my ass hole the head was in and I felt my cock start flow wit slick pre cum. it was running through the front of my thong and it dripped onto his lower belly. I had to pause to make sure I could do this. It hurt bad but I wanted it now.

I guess he could see it in my eyes. He said, MMM that feels so fucking good to me, Just stay right there and let me enjoy it while that pussy gets adjusted to a real dick. In just a moment the pain was starting to fade and the stretch was starting to feel warm and comfortable. I looked him in the eyes and sad, “Daddy can I have it all now? He grabbed my hips and pushed down and at the same time he thrust his cock all the way into me. He held me there and I was in some pain and was trying to raise myself off of this post of a cock but he wouldn’t let me. You said you wanted it so you got it SLUT. Now just try to relax. you’re really going to like it baby.

He was right, it did feel good and I was starting to squirm around a little. Let me ride it daddy, PLEASE! He let my hips go and I raised up a little then back down. Then I started riding him, long full strokes. OMG it felt great. He started moaning and I knew at that point that I would have to ride him till he was cumming deep in me. That thought triggered something in me and I could feel my orgasm start to build a little. He reached down and Porno hikayeleri pulled my thong down freeing my rock hard dripping cock. He never touched it though. That is the wettest clitty I have ever seen, Your going to cum for me, aren’t you?

My eyes were clamped shut my legs were burning and all I could do was whimper, un hu daddy. He started rotating his hips as I was riding up and down and it happened. I started to shudder and my hole started to contract and relax around his fat hard shaft and ropes of cum shot out of my cock and were spraying up across his belly and onto his chest, neck and face. I was moaning and grunting like a whore. My pussy was trying to milk his cock with each spasm. I was about to collapse when I slid all the way off of his rod then right back in and all the way to his balls he yelled AGAIN, NOW my hole was still quivering and I raised full off again and slammed back down then a third time and he held me down this time his head rolled back and he was raising his hips and lifting me as he tried to get as deep as possible. Then I felt it, that fat hard shaft started convulsing inside me, he was filling me with his seed and with each shot I could feel his cock pulse in my opening.

I collapsed on him, He put his strong arms around me and said, That’s my pussy now. I knew my place with him. I said Yes Daddy Its your pussy, and I meant it. He told me he knew he was going to fuck me as soon as I agreed to come to his house. He wasn’t going to take no for an answer and that I really should be careful about who I agreed to go to private places with. I could tell by his tone that he meant it.

He said lets get a shower and get cleaned up. He pointed me to the bathroom and told me to go get the water started and he would be right there. I was in the warm water when he stepped in and started talking. He looked me in the eyes and said, ” You cum like a woman, and I like that a lot” I asked, ” what do you mean? He said, You didn’t cum, you had an orgasm. your pussy was squeezing me, milking me. just like a woman.” I smiled a little and blushed at the same time. He just laughed a little and asked me if I had ever thought about doing porn. UM NO…Not something I would do…I explained that he was only the second guy to ever fuck me and I was very in the closet/on the down low…all that. He said, hate to hear that, it could be a lot of fun. I know several guys that would love to use your pussy and I would love to video it..

I need to get to my appointment so I got his number and headed out. He told me to call him a day or two in advance the next time I was going to be in the area and he would instruct me how to prepare myself for our next meeting. I smiled a big grin and Said Yes Daddy, I will and Thank You for making it YOUR PUSSY.

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I Caught Mom. Or Did She Catch Me? 2 : Who Is “She”

“Who’s there?” I asked blindly as I was afraid of the imminent consequences for my earlier actions. It sounded very similar to my father, and in that case I’d either be on the streets or getting one of his famous “I’m proud of you” speeches. I got neither the former nor latter.

“It just me Eric” I heard a familiar soft girly voice. “My dad impersonation is getting really good huh?”

“A little too good if you ask me” I chuckled nervously as I tried to calm myself down

“Eric why’d you do that to mom? I thought you really liked me when you did what you did to me, but you looked so angry at her just now. It was scary” she began to tear

“Lyd I do like you, and it wasn’t the same as what I had to do to mom just now. Let me explain…” I spent the next half hour explaining what I had seen to my twin sister. She couldn’t believe that our beloved mother would do such a thing with one of our teachers.

“Should we tell dad? I mean he’ll probably be so hurt when he finds out that this is happening.”

“No I think we should work together and keep poking at her until she tells him herself” I said

“Or… We can use her, mentally, sexually, you name it! We can use this to blackmail her and make her our slave” I saw a lust for power I’d never seen in Lydia before and I could feel it growing. I reluctantly agreed to what she said and she grinned an evil grin. I ignored it and motioned for her to come to my bed.

She got under my blanket. I immediately gave her a hard kiss and grabbed her ample ass and pulled it toward me. She moaned into my mouth and I began to massage her sex through her panties. They were already damp. More damp than I could have expected. I broke the kiss.

“Seems like someone enjoyed what they saw a little more than they let on” I said slyly. My sister turned completely red. I cupped her cunt roughly. “Like mother like daughter I guess, both sluts!” A worried look appeared on her face, but it faded as I began to slowly rub at her mound and clit through her panties. I muffled her moans with my mouth as my tongue invaded her mouth. I wanted to get to her pussy so I tried to peel down her panties and she stopped me.

“Eric no not right now let’s just kiss ok?” I didn’t listen to her. I ripped off her panties and shoved two fingers into her tight cunt until I met her resistance. I used my thumb to play with her tiny clit.

“Fuck Eric you really know how to make me love it! Oh my god that feels good! Fuck my pussy with your fingers!”

I obliged as I began to intensely finger fuck my sister into a frenzy. Something inside me was telling me not to stop there. I knew I would have wait for the right moment to get what I wanted. So I continued to finger fuck her. I unclipped her bra and lowered my head to her budding breasts. The Sikiş hikayeleri musty smell of the day filled my nostrils. I sucked her nipple into my mouth and she gasped. Her moans continued as my two pronged attack continued on her young body. I continued until she began to buck her hips in her third orgasm of the night. I could only assume she touched herself when she saw me and mom.

While she was still bucking her hips and screaming into my hand, I used my other hand to quickly pull down my boxers and give my impossibly hard cock a couple of strokes before I lined it up with her tight cunt and shoved all 5 ½ inches inside of my virgin sister. She screamed into my hand I saw tears beginning to swell up in her eyes. She looked like she was in real pain so I didn’t move at first. I removed my hand from her mouth when her screams turned into whimpers.

“You tricked me Eric how could you do this to your own sister?” She cried as she tried to hold back her tears of pain. I kissed her softly all over her neck and face for a couple of minutes to let her get used to my length. I stayed buried deep inside the tightness of her formerly virgin cunt.

“Pull it out Eric that really hurts!” She said sternly and I decided to play along. I slowly pulled a couple of inches out and shoved it back in.

“I can’t just pull it out or it will really hurt Lyd. Let me just loosen it up a little bit then I’ll take it out ok I’m sorry” I said convincingly and she nodded her head in agreement. I slowly pulled out a little over two inches then I shoved myself back in. She winced in pain as I took it out halfway and shoved it back in to the balls. As I continued this process, her wincing and sniffing turned into moaning and groaning as I eventually picked up speed and had her juices and blood lubricating my cock as I pounded my entire cock in and out of her tight vagina.

“How can I be enjoying getting fucked by my brother ohhh Eric I love the way your cock feels inside meee!” she groaned as I spread her legs as wide as they would go and began to pound her for all I was worth. I reached my free hand down under her and started to circle her rosebud while I fucked her. I slowly started to inch my finger all the way inside of her until she started to moan even louder. We were both about to reach our limit.

“Lyd we should stop I don’t want to get you pregnant.” I said as I shoved my entire cock inside her and stopped.

“Eric don’t fuckin stop I’m on the pill ok just let it all go inside me. Give your sister your big load!” As confused as I was about why she was on the pill seconds later we exploded into a mutual orgasm. I blasted every last bit of semen that was left in my cock into her womb. She continued to buck under me and scrape at my back in an almost painful way until her orgasm finally subsided. I pulled my still hard cock out of her and a trail of our cum and her blood oozed down her legs. Sex hikaye We cuddled up together and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

“Night Eric” She said as she gave my hand a loving squeeze.

“Night Lyd” I said as my eyes closed and I fell asleep.

The next morning I woke up with a hardon. It had made its way to the entrance of Lydia’s pussy. I decided to get rid of my morning wood with my new lover. I thrust forward and my cock didn’t go in because it was too dry. I was desperate so I spit on my hand and rubbed it all over my tip, then I placed it at her entrance and thrust forward inside of her. She must be a really deep sleeper because she barely even stirred as my cock invaded her freshly fucked cunt all the way to the balls. I slowly began to pump into her as I grabbed her ass with my free hand. I suddenly heard footsteps then a knock on the door so I stopped thrusting and immediately pretended I had just woken up.

“Eric honey I think we should talk” she said through the door, without warning she came in.

“Mom?” I said as I pretended to be groggy and surprised.

“Why are you two in the same bed Eric?” she asked worried. I told her that Lydia got scared of the thunder and wanted to sleep together so I let her. She gave a sigh of relief and told me to go talk to her after I got ready for school. I had totally forgotten that it was Monday. Luckily she didn’t take the blanket off or get any closer or she would have seen that I was balls deep inside of her only daughter.

I woke Lydia up and told her to get ready for school. I jumped into the shower first so I would have enough time to hear whatever my mom had to say. I threw on some random shorts and a shirt and got my backpack. I met mother in the garage shortly after.

“What do you know it’s the scene of the crime” I chuckled as I walked into the garage. She told me to be quiet and looked like she was about to smack me but showed restraint. I thought that’s right bitch you don’t want to anger me when I have dirt on you.

“Look son we need to make a deal right now. You can’t tell anyone what you saw or what happened with us yesterday. You need to understand that I have needs and you father doesn’t believe that sex outside of having kids is really necessary all of the time. When I went to the PTA meeting last year I met your math teacher and things just started happening. It’s the first time I felt like a woman in a while.”

“Assuming the story I heard is true, it’s hard to believe that’s true mom” I said challengingly

“Well it hasn’t always been this way. He just started going to church last year. I think he feels like if he spends the rest of his life at church he’ll be able to make up for all of the things that he’s done” I almost felt sorry for her but I wouldn’t let myself.

“If you don’t want me to say anything you’re going to have to buy my silence. First of all I can have you whenever Erotik Hikaye I want, no matter what I want you’ll just do it for me, no exceptions. And you’ll keep dad off my back no matter what I do. Do we have a deal?” she looked at me quizzically, but she had no choice but to accept anything that I wanted.

“Ok Eric whatever you want just don’t tell anyone about me and Simon”

“Simon huh? Tsk tsk mom” I said as I walked away.

I left for school and the rest of my day went as if nothing had happened. The only difference is that I really wasn’t able to look Mr. Tsutsuni in the eye anymore and I think he noticed it. After a long day I was finally able to go home.

“How was your day son” my father asked and I said fine and went straight to my door. I didn’t know how I felt about knowing that what I heard about him was actually true so I decided to just avoid him for now. Lydia didn’t seem to feel the same way as she jumped into his lap and gave him a big hug, they’ve always seemed too close, but I guess that’s just how daddy’s girls are. I walked into my room and fell onto my bed and a few minutes later, Lydia walked in and laid down on my bed.

“Lyd why are you on the pill if you’re a virgin” I asked

“Dad thought that it would be best for me to be on it just in case. I got on it last year” she said as if every 13 year old is on the pill. I wondered why our dad was so worried about her but I let it go seeing as there was a beautiful girl next to me waiting for me to fuck her.

I wasted no time in pulling her face toward my and tongue fucking her mouth. I used my other hand to reach under her schoolgirl skirt to her crotch to find that she hadn’t worn any panties today. I told her she was turning into quite the slut and she just smiled at me. She said she didn’t want to do it anymore but I didn’t want to hear it. I was already rock hard in anticipation so there was no need for foreplay. I got on top of her and my cock slipped easily all the way into her tight cunt. Luckily she was wet somehow. I decided not to question it and enjoyed watching tits ass bounce up and down. She was trying to fight me off but I was stronger than her and I continued to pound at her cunt like I had the last night.

“Eric if you don’t stop I’m gonna tell dad what you did to mom” she said in a serious voice and I stopped for a second. I told her if she said anything I would make her life a living hell. I also said that the deal was off and I’d deal with mother on my own. She would just be a fuckhole for me to use when I got home. She started to cry. I was just about to start fingering her asshole again when the door swung open and my father charged in!

He threw me off my sister and almost into the closet but I recovered easily. She pretended to be innocent and cry in his arms.

“I’ll deal with you later. Come on Lyd I won’t let him hurt you anymore”

I was completely screwed. I tried to think of a way out after they left. She may have dad completely on her side, but I have a new sex slave with the same power… And I had a feeling I wouldn’t even really need her…

To Be Continued

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No wrong goes unpunished, and no punishment goes without enjoyment. As one woman, Kally, will soon find out the hard way. Its a late night in the big city as Kally is hard at work on a pole at the local strip club. A young 22 year old girl with a talent for showing off her body, for the right price. She slides over the pole like it’s apart of her body. Gracefully navigating every inch. She is dressed as usual, a tight white button up shirt with a leather waist trainer hiding a lacy blue bra underneath. Her hands touching her amazing 38 C breast gliding down to her short plaid skirt covering a matching lacy blue thong above her fishnet stockings tucked into knee high leather high heeled boots. Her body moves wildly, dancing, shaking everything she has to the guys surrounding her, throwing hundred dollar bills one after another as the clothes start falling off. The waist trainer pops right off landing at her feet as the shirt gets slowly unbuttoned hanging only by her shoulders, softly falling to the floor, after a few more laps around the pole and more bills flying at her the skirt gets unzipped, tugging it side to side, lowering it down her hips, her thong pulled deep between her gorgeous ass cheeks is pulled out as Kally bends over. The men go crazy. After slowly coming back up she notices the dark figure of a man standing in a corner watching her every move closely. Soon all that is left is the stockings and a smile as she walks backstage to get ready to end her shift and go home. She doesn’t wear much even when going home. Just a short skirt over a pink and black thong matched with black, thigh length stockings covered by black heels. A barely buttoned white shirt and matching pink and black bra underneath. As the other girls head home first, Kally is the last girl to leave. Slowly walking down the street towards home and bed bound. It’s a bit of a long walk especially after a long night of dancing on a pole. Its quiet tonight in the city, too quiet really. Almost halfway through a bad section, Kally notices a shadow trailing behind her, getting closer. She gets stepping quicker, but high heels aren’t meant for speed. Before she realizes it, It’s already too late. A hand covering her mouth and another holding her wrist, twisting her arm behind her back, pulling her down a dark, deserted alley. It seems like several minutes before she’s shoved against a metal door hard enough it opens, revealing herself inside a shadow filled warehouse. Whatever has her in its grasp doesn’t let up for a second as she is pushed and pulled into the darkness. She sees nothing as she is stopped and pushed against a small, cold metal table and she is forced to bend over against it. Feeling slightly stunned and numb with fear, she doesn’t try to move from where she is placed. It isn’t long before her attacker returns with something in his hand. The dark figure grabs her hands, locking her wrists in heavy metal shackles before another chain is locked onto the middle of her shackles. She hears footsteps walking away from her, feeling a small enough amount Sex hikayeleri of courage to look towards the sound only to hear metal on metal as the chain on her restraints is pulled upwards to the ceiling. She watches as it begins to tighten it’s hold on her. Pulling. Dragging. It makes her stand up and leaves her with only her heels barely touching the cold concrete beneath her. She looks up at the dim light above her wondering what’s going to happen? Why is this happening? Before her thoughts can get any further the attacker, this evil man, walks over to her and enters the light. Shocked, she realizes it’s the same man watching her from afar at the club earlier that night. He says nothing, only a wicked smile and a look of hunger in his eyes. The hunger for pain. To inflict it on others. They lock eyes for only a second before he’s beside her, kneeling down as he puts shackles around both of her ankles. Her legs are spread apart wide enough for anything to get between them, or for anything to get inside her if it wished. She can her foots steps again, he a walking circles around her as if looking at a piece of meat for a beast. She tries to move, to pull against the restraints that rob her of freedom, only to hang limp in failure. After what seems like several minutes of being watched she hers him walk away again. He doesn’t stay gone for long unfortunately, as he walks back and stays shrouded in shadow, allowing only his hand to be shown in the low light. To her horror, in his hand, a knife is held lightly. As if a part of him. More walking. He’s behind her. She stops breathing, fear taking over as he’s right behind her. His breath on her neck as he starts to do what he loves. Tormenting and inflicting. His hand raised up to the base of her neck, the tip of the knife against her skin. She can feel it pressed harder to her skin as he slides it downwards, cutting her soft skin as well as her shirt, stopping at her waist once the shirt falls open. Her bra is then unhooked with a quick snap as he continues cutting her shirt off. The strips of cloth fall to the ground first as the bra, torn and ripped falls next to them. Her breasts are exposed to the cold air, forcing her nipples to get hard. She feels a hand touch her back, covered with a leather glove, admiring her body as I slides around her. She’s pulled against him. His hand glides over her breasts with ease. He rubs both her nipples, moving them around in circles with his fingers. It is long before her fear let’s her go and she tries to pull away from him, to no avail. He quickly stops her thrashing by pinching and twisting her nipples as tightly as possible, squeezing them so hard they could bust. She tries to hold it in but can no longer. She screams loudly. Its music to him. He lets go only to continue with her wardrobe. He slowly begins to cut skirt apart down the middle from behind her, letting the ruined item fall between her legs. All she has left is her thong, stockings, and shoes. Its humiliating, degrading to her to be force to expose her body against her Sikiş hikayeleri will. To a monster that delights in torturing her body. No words can come to her lips as a ball gag is quickly inserted between them, bound tightly so it can’t come out. That’s when she feels a hard pull on her crotch. Her thong has been ripped from her body. She stands there, bound. Naked. Afraid. Its then that she sees its this mix of feelings is doing something to her body. Its getting warmer, like embers of a fire. A familiar sensation. Too familiar. She snaps back, realizing the great silence surrounding her, where is he? What’s next? Then it happens, he answers the question her body asks. He is whipping her like a disobedient slave. Flogging her. Her back. Her ass. Her legs. Nothing is safe from his punishing strength. The stockings are torn, skin marked, pain taking over every sensation, feeling. It becomes a want, it’s growing. Like the urge he has to make torture her. Body and soul. It doesn’t stop. Hours. He doesn’t tire, no, he grows stronger with each strike on her body. Her teeth digging deeply into the gag as the excruciating feeling makes her skin so hot she could catch on fire at any second. She is covered with welts, bruises, cuts, and marks. More. He stops. She is panting for air like a dog. She sees him drop the flogger on the floor, her face drenched with tears. So many foot steps, is it over? Before she can have another thought, a new torment begins. He slaps her ass as he looks at her. Proud of his work. Art. She feels something touch her, it’s against her ass, it wants inside her. She can’t say no. Its big. Its trying to tear into her flesh. Its digging into her tight ass, deeper. She tries screaming only to be put in check when it’s shoved. Forced. Rammed. Its inside me, she thinks, it’s too deep, too big, take it out! She screams in her mind. Its going deeper, its going to rip her open. He is smiling as he made her take an entire twelve inch long, very thick, hard dildo inside her ass. Only a button is still showing on the sinister device. He presses it, watching as it vibrates her entire body. He leans against her, wrapping his arms around her. She can’t think. Only feel. The pain. It’s pleasure. More. I need more. She succumbs. Hurt me. And so he does as he grabs her hair, almost pulling it out of her head as his teeth find a place on her flesh and he bites her. Marking her. Eyes wide as he keeps going. Her neck. Arms. Shoulders. Breast. Stomach. Thighs. Until he feels it. He wants her. Quickly he puts a metal table on wheels before her. The chain is released, dropping her onto it hard. Her shackles are locked to the table as a thick, hard leather collar is wrapped around her throat. Locked to the chain. It’s pulled again. Tightly. Her head pulled back. Almost choking. She feels the dildo vibrating harder like this. Then she feels something else. He’s naked now, behind her. On her. His skin against hers. His hands grabbing her, then she feels it, his hard, throbbing cock, it’s begging for her. She can’t move to stop him, Erotik hikaye do I want to stop? She’s thinking again. Fuck me. He hears he thoughts as he rams his cock inside her pussy. Its deep too, huge. She has a look of need in her eyes. Do it. He can’t stop himself, he slowly begins, he’s fucking her like a slut. Harder. Her only thought. Her thoughts turn to images, feelings, needs. She needed to feel his cock being forced into her, deep. Hard. She wanted to feel him in her stomach, where she felt like she was on fire. His fingernails cutting into her as he fucked her like she was the only woman left on earth. He doesn’t stop or slow down for what seems like hours. The feeling goes through her entire body. His body. She cums over and over from both the huge clocks that are trying to destroy her. She can’t take much more. It hurts just to orgasm, but he forces her to do it. Then she feels him getting harder, his cock is like steel. He’s going to cum. He does. It feels her full of his cum. Hot. Burning hot. She feels it sliding down her thighs, flowing inside of her, into her stomach. She feels him pull his cock from her pussy. Then the one in her ass. Her body feels so empty now. Like she’s a hallow doll. It feels good. The fire still burning her from the inside out. He knows this. He releases the ball from her mouth, she can’t close her jaw, he takes advantage. The chain is undone from her throat. Now her head is held in his hands as his cock touches her lips, pushes into her mouth. Warm, wet. He doesn’t show any mercy as he shoves his cock down he throat. Balls slapping her chin. She can’t breath. She doesn’t want to. She wants his cock there, tasting his cum and her pussy on it. I’m your whore, her only thought as she looks at him, staring into his eyes as her lips begin turning blue. He pulls back long enough so she can breath. Beginning again. Fucking her throat has hard as he fucked her pussy. He repeats several more times. Before long, he needs to release. He fills her throat with more cum holding his cock there as she tries to swallow it all, his cock preventing that. He looks at her. He’s done with her. He denies her air until she passes out. Its almost like a dream. She wakes up much later. The sun is rising. All she can taste is cum. Where am i? She looks around. Confused, stunned, so much pain. It wakes her up. Her body hurts so much. She finally manages to stand up, more cum flows from her pussy. She’s been dumped in a back alley behind her apartment. Naked. Beaten. Raped. Breed like an animal. She looks up to the sky, wondering who he was? and even more so, will I see him again? The images race through her mind of the ordeal. It hits her then, I need more. I want more. The burning comes back. Hotter than ever, so much so it forces her to her knees. Her hands squeezing her breasts as he had done, as she reaches for her pussy. Master! She screams so loud as she forces her fingers inside her pussy, rubbing her clit hard. Thinking of him to make herself cum, over and over, until she falls to the ground on her hands and knees. She, like a dog, crawled into her apartment. Crawling to her bed and curls up with a pillow between her legs, rubbing her pussy on it until she falls asleep. Dreaming of her master. Her love.

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What can I say, but that I’m a 40 year old bi-sexual man, who was raised around money and now I make very good money being a business owner in finance.

I’m an admitted arrogant, cocky individual who gets off on being a man, a dominant man. It makes my cock hard to be a bit of a prick. I enjoy having my way, being heard, obeyed and using money to ensure I get what I want. I could give a shit what others think of this.

Many times I have driven through the downtown area and Polk area here in Frisco where I will pick up a whore or a hustler, whatever I’m in the mood for. I talk with them, inform them right off that I am very glad to fork out several hundred to a thousand so that I may take them somewhere out of the way and rape them, sodomize them and use them. Some freak out and some go for it, although aren’t aware of what is in store until they’re going through it.

I do take them somewhere remote (it’s night usually) and I will smack them around, force them to suck my cock and I fuck their throat to gagging. I then proceed to rape their cunt, or go right for the ass. It gets me off more when I feel the resistance and when I know it hurts going into their asshole. Making it bleed is ultimate for me. Sodomizing the straight but gay for pay hustlers is very pleasing to me because I thrust into them hard and grin from being a prick.

I have had my mother suck my cock when I visit sometimes on weekends and my stepfather is away. I get her drunk and then sit back and instruct her to give me head. I like to hold her head down and control her.

I also have gotten my stepfather drunk and sodomized him one night in the garage at their house. Even in my late teens and early twenties I walked around in briefs with a boner for them to see.

My secretary at my office is also a whore and I knew her well before offering her this job and told her flat out that I expected oral copulation regularly in my office.

I now have a fiance and we live together, but she is clueless. I enjoy cheating.

I am also a satanist and I enjoy going to a church confessional to tell the priest all of the nasty sexual things I have done and then I masturbate a the same time and ejaculate onto a bible.

But I have done plenty more which I have yet to tell about. I also enjoy even more taboo sex, necrophilia and anything extreme.

Bottom male whores are always of interest to me who want to be used and abused by a cocky motherfucker……

I held her buttocks apart,seperating them until they were squashed out
like two balloons. I guided my prick at her opening until the
thick,purple head of my monstrous pulsing cock was pushing against the
small,brown ringed hole. My hands gripped her thighs and waist and pulled
Sex hikayeleri her back onto me ,tearing at her tight,tender flesh as I jammed my staff
into her until it stuck.
“Aaaaaaaauuuuuugh!” She screamed,feeling her skin give way to accomondate
my giant organ. She felt like she would faint from the pain and she
buried her face in her arms and closed her eyes!

I snickered and jammed my cock into her asshole,slowly forcing her
wrinkled anal opening to part,forcing it to take his thick,knobby
cockhead.

The pain was excruciating as her little hole was forced wider and wider as
my plum sized head spread it apart as it sank into her.She felt like her
butt was being split apart and still the head spread her farther apart.
“Oh god! oh god! No! NOOooooo!”

Her mind was overwhelmed with horror as she felt my organ forcing it’s
way into her rectum.She trembled and shook and tried to twist away,but I
held her easily in place,my hands gripping her flanks as the evil,filthy
tool was forced deeper and deeper into her anus.

Tears were streaming down Amy’s face and she could hardly catch her breath
because of the agonizing pain. I pulled at her buttocks again,shoving
further and further into her constricting channel. Her tight wall of flesh
gave way and I could feel it’s tightness clamp around my throbbing
prick. I stopped, so that he could adjust to the pressure,then jabbed
into her again.

I could see my erect shaft disappear between her
firm,buttock cheeks. Her face was contorted in agony and pain and
humiliation and shame. She wanted to die,she couldn’t stand it any longer.
I was almost fully embedded in her anus. My hands gripped her pelvis and
pulled her fully back onto me. I had never felt anything so tight in my
life,and that along with the knowledge that she was suffering,caused me
to drive in deeper with my monster cock.

My cock sank deeper,spiking into her guts as the hysterical girl screamed
and writhed desperately. All her efforts were for naught,however,as the
cock thrust in sharply and buried itself in her tight,round little ass.
I sawed into her,his lips curled back over my teeth as I enjoyed the
tightness of her back passage.

Her stomach ached and churned as I pulled my huge rod out almost to the
end,then tore at her skin once more,as I rammed my hot,thick cock back
into her tiny anus. My testicles bounced against the back of her thighs,
as I buried my manhood to the very hilt,so that her buttocks were flat
Sikiş hikayeleri against my hips.

She felt my hips against her skin and his round,hairy balls against the
underside of her buttocks,my long cock was way up inside her asshole. The
ideal sickened and horrified her. She could feel the hard nose of it
pressing against her very stomach! It ached,cramps rippled through her
guts as he twisted and jerked it around inside her.

“Noooo; Nooooo!” She screamed,her mind blasted by horror and denial,as my
cock began to pump in her bowels. No! She couldn’t bear it! She couldn’t
live through it!

My cock pumped inside her again and again,sliding back and forth,leaving
a trail of burning pain as it tore back and forth through her horribly
distended sphincter muscle. She sobbed piteously as her little,round
asshole was raped,sure that she was as filthy and degraded as any human
being ever had been.

She could feel my big male organ’s movements inside her,could feel it
sliding back and forth,up and down,in and out,spearing her
bowels,pulverizing her guts around it.

My cock pumped harder and faster,and the pain mounted,but she only
whimpered in misery,no longer trying to escape,knowing she couldn’t.
Knowing that she could do nothing as I evilly sodomized her. She had
long feared rape but sodomy wasn’t something she had ever really thought
about. Only the lewdest of degenerates would contemplate something so
disgusting and perverse.

Now she knelt on the floor while I raped her asshole,while a big
male organ pumped inside her bowels,getting ready to spew out it’s
sperm,to fill her guts with it’s sticky whiteness. If she could have
willed herself out of existence,she would have done it then and there.
Instead she only moaned as my big cock pounded into her,as my hands
stroked and squeezed and fondled her body,as my hips hammered against her
behind. Then I went into overdrive,and her entire body shook as I jerked
her back to meet my savage thrusts. Her asshole felt ripped and torn,and
she could feel the wetness of her own blood as it welled up around my
rampaging member.

She sobbed uncontrollably as her body was rifled,her back passage cruely
deflowered,relentlessly penetrated.

My cock pistoned steadily,evenly,in and out of her asshole as she sobbed
in misery and pain. My hands slid up and down her body. I pushed my
hands under her chest and squeezed her tiny,bruised boobs,my fingers
digging into the abused Erotik hikaye nubbins.

I mashed my fingers into her tits and pulled her back against me. She
continued to weep and moan as I slid my lips down on her throat and
began to lick and suck on the nape of her neck.

My fingers kneaded her small tits roughly,mashing them around in
circles,pulling and jerking on her nipples,stretching them out farther and
farther from her chest.

I continued to thrust my cock up into her bowels,driving it almost
straight up into her chest,as she moaned and sobbed and begged me to
stop.

I mashed my balls up into her soft buttocks,grinding himself against
her. I humped up into her with faster motions,using short,sharp little
thrusts to punch my cockknob against the very deepest part of her
asshole,spearing into her intestines as I pierced her belly.
She grunted repeatedly in response,gasping and moaning as she was punched
in the guts, from the inside.

Great,gripping cramps knotted her belly as the fullness of my cock expanded in
her rectum,forcing her bowels and guts to separate before it.

I reached up and grabbed a thick mass of her tangled,sweat soaked brown
hair,then twisted her head around cruelly,mashing my lips down on hers to
silence her cries of pain. I forced my tongue into her mouth as I
rutted against her ass cheeks and twisted her tit flesh.

She cried out in pain as I forced her head way back and spiked my cock
deep into her belly with unrestrained violence,my mammoth prong was a
blur as it rammed up into her again and again,reaming out her
tortured,aching little bung hole.

I bit down on her throat,tasting blood,then sucked on it as I felt my
balls blowing. I cried out,the sound muffled by her flesh,as my cock
erupted. A massive flood of thick,hot jizzm jetted up into her round,rectal
chamber,giving her a sperm enema.

‘Oooh yes!” I gasped as I jerked and jerked into her,filling
her,defiling her,punishing her.

Sparks flashed in front of the girl’s eyes as more of my
cock-cream filled her shitter. Endless wads of a steaming jizz load shot
into Amy’s bowels. Ropey strings of cum that overflowed her anus and
started to dribble out.

“Fuck yeah!” I crowed,as the last blast of jism greased her guts.

“There you go little girl,” I sighed, “It felt like I pumped a gallon of
jism up your asshole.”

I let go of her hair,and let her slump down,shivering and whimpering. I
pumped a few more times in her asshole,my cock softening very quickly
after that massive blast.

Then I slid my blood and shit stained cock out of her and patted her
filled behind.

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Mika is not excited for her birthday. In other villages or in larger towns or cities your birthday means gifts, cake, a party. But in her small Russian village Skrytyy Gorod (c?????? ????? ) which translates to “hidden town” there lives a different set of rules. Here after the age of twelve girls and women are ripe for marriage, breeding, but most of all, pleasure. Three things can happen upon a girl reaching her twelfth birthday. She is arranged into a marriage, she is sold to the brothels, or if she is unfit she becomes an upkeeper for the village and tends to the needs of the whole town as needed. Because upkeepers are never beautiful and make up much of the labor force in Skrytyy Gorod they are never bred with as their pregnancy puts them out of commission. There are plenty of zelanie (???????) or “pleasure girls” to go around.

At this moment Mika is hoping as she stands naked on the platform being eyed by the men who have come to her birthday will find her ugly. Though Mika is not ugly. She had large green eyes and red-pink plump lips. Her raven hair has been groomed and falls to the arch of her back. Her perky breasts young and firm and as her platform slowly turns the men go from seeing her indented hip bones on wide hips to her round curvy buttocks. With milky complexion and strong legs nobody thinks Mika is a Upkeeper. The brothel man, Sarkis has come as well, knowing the businessmen who detour for his house are impatient for new beautiful flesh, and would pay a small fortune on her first night. ?

Village leader Boris a large beastly man, and Ivan the village butcher fight over who has more wives and who is being greedy. Mika’s father stares daggers at Mika, making sure she doesn’t do anything stupid to lessen his sale. She has been bred for this and is the best of his daughters in years, the last two being sent to the brothels after not much interest. Her collar with his crest is tight around her throat and as she spins and makes eye contact with him he motions for her to stiffen and it hurts for her to gulp as she obeys.

While Boris looks lustfully at her it is Sarkis who continues to drive up the bid, a man who knows his investments he is relentless with her price. ?

“Eighty Gold.” bites Sarkis, shrewd eyes daring a higher bid. The best zelanie girls go for fifty gold, Sarkis has made it clear he intends to leave here today, girl in hand. Mika can’t help but allow herself a small gasp. She was sure she would be a wife, sold to a man whom she would share with many women, a chance for relief after her novelty wore off, now for every new man who came in she would be novel. Sarkis was also known for keeping his zelanie in line with harsh punishment, and unkindness. The worst Boris was known for was accidentally crushing a girl, smothering her after collapsing asleep on top of her once spent. ?

Her father came forward chain in hand and attached the delicate clip of the chain to her collar. Sarkis withdrew a fat coin purse from his pocket and with one hand gave the purse to her father and with the other received Mika’s leash. The air was bitter cold as they left the sales house but the walk was short to the brothel. Sarkis walked her up a flight of stares to a room that was majority bed, but also boasted a fireplace, small table, couch and door to a private bathroom. ?

Mika shuttered as she noticed some of the smaller details in the room. Sex hikayeleri The ceiling, floor, and walls all had brass brings for stringing, or attaching her to chains, as did the bed frame. Mika knew what she was bred for, but having never been touched or constrained apart from her collar she feared the unknown and the promise of pain. ?Sarkis still hadn’t said a word but now appraised her with his own lust in his eyes. Gently pulling her chin up he appraised her neck, then unlinked the crest from her collar replacing it with his own.?

“You are mine now. You do as I say. There is no other option.”?She opened her mouth for her well taught “Yes sir.” but his hand clenched her jaw more tightly.?

“No talking. Moan yes. Scream Yes. But no words. You don’t need to speak to do what you do. The men who come in who want words, you speak to them, after they ask for words.”?

She nodded and his eyes drifted down from her face, his hands were rough but his touch soft, unwilling to damage something so new. His hands cupped her breasts, lead down her flat stomach and smoothed over her waxed snatch. ?

“Lay down.” He said, husky breath in her ear and his face buried into her neck, inhaling her sent. She obeyed, fearful for a moment that Sarkis himself would take her purity. But no, once she lay sprawled on the plush mattress he brought her arms up above her head and set them in clasps on the bed frame. Slowly trailing down her lithe body sending shivers through her core he secured her ankles as well.

“When your purity is gone, I will be next.” Fear made her want to squirm and arch but she knew better. Instead she lay still, eyes averted from his gaze. ?Mika didn’t know how much she was worth, but she knew Sarkis intended to make his money back quickly. She could hear Boris’ shouts and curses upon his arrival and Sarkis lashing out at him that if he had wanted her purity he should have paid for it. ?An Upkeeper came in and removed her chains to wash her, allow her the restroom and bring her food while stoking the fire. She wasn’t the worst looking Upkeep but her eyes were too far apart and her frame oddly squared. ?

“Master turned down forty gold for you today. Master Boris was furious. It’s better he just gets it over with so there’s less fuss, he took it out on one of the other girls. Beat her blue and left her chained to the wall.” ?

Mika didn’t speak, afraid the Upkeep would tell Sarkis. Instead she just stared down at her meal of fish and cabbage. ?

“You really are beautiful though, and the businessmen are coming tomorrow, I think he just didn’t want to waste you on Master Boris.”?

The Upkeep had been right. The next day all the zelanies were brought out in a line and each man at the counter picked who they were to room with. One man picked and paid for both of Mika’s sisters, they looked much alike and were often passed off as twins. Though all the men were eyeing her, her price of twenty gold next to the other zelanie’s five gold kept them less choosy. One man however stared at her with such intensity that Mika wanted to shrink away and hide within herself. He was an older man in his forties or early fifties with thin lips but a wide stocky build. A scar gashed across his cheek made Mika wonder what kind of business this businessman was in. ?

“Her.” He pointed. His voice deep with some rasp to it. “Twenty gold.” Sarkis Sikiş hikayeleri said stonily, and the man counted out his twenty gold pieces. ?Sarkis snapped to an Upkeep. “Go prep her.”

After being lathered in oils and her hair brushed the Upkeep pinched her nipples and then oiled between her legs and pressed oil into her rectum. ?Once fashioned to the bed again Mika lay splayed out, ready for her purity to end.?

The man stalked into the room with a neutral expression on his face. Seeing her on the bed he scoffed. “Like a pig on a spick.” His grin was cruel and as he undressed tossing all clothes to the side Mike feared what she saw. He was thick in all ways. Muscled ripped at his torso, arms like strong knit cables dragged her body toward him and his pulsing member looked unrealistically large next to her small petite frame.?She whimpered uncontrollably as we flipped her and mounted her like a dog to a bitch. Detaching her wrists from the bed he clamped them behind her back, forcing her face down into the pillow. Hands grasped her hips and she felt as he inserted himself into her. At first there was nothing but pressure, but then her body stretched with exertion as he pressed farther inside of her. A wail erupted from her lips as she cried out and he entered her more fiercely. Rocking her body back and fourth with his thrusts. She felt herself ripping and breaking as he brutalized her again and again, sweat from him dripping on to her oiled back, heat from the fire making her feel faint as she was pumped into again and again. His hand slapped against her as and she let out a cry that made him moan and arch inside her. While still inside her he twisted her around making her truly feel like a stuck pig before he began to slap and abuse her breasts.

Squeezing and using them as leverage from his thrusts. The pain dulled and Mika began to grow numb, her body shutting down as he ravished her. He finished on top of her before collapsing shoving her ruined body to the side so he could stretch out. ?“You feel like my wife used to.” and with that he slept. Mika lay there with shuttered breaths, a hallow ache pulsing through her core while the budding lips of her pussy throbbed. Unable to keep her herself awake Mika felt herself fall into a heavy sleep.

She didn’t know how many hours had passed but when she awoke to was to him inside of her again. Her body still raw from her last fucking she whimpered in pain but did not cry out anymore, afraid of another blow to the head. This time seemed to take longer and after awhile the pain grew to numbness and she cast her eyes to the ceiling as her small body was rocked into with rhythm and force.??

Once he left she was bathed, perfumed and presented again down stairs. Tears stung her eyes as she saw who awaited her. While Sarkis was now her master, one man would always have the right to have her, and he had come for that right. Her father’s cool gaze hit her like ice as she descended the last steps. He was narrow faced and cruel lipped and as he watched her move her body with the slightest falter do to last night’s fucking he saw his lips turn into a sneer.?

“Is she ruined?” Her father asked Sarkis, though his eyes never left hers.?“Just last night. I’m surprised she can walk. He was a big man.”?There was no exchange of coin this time. Just her father’s nod and Mika was ushered back upstairs. She stood Erotik hikaye in the middle of the room in her green silk robes. lips painted dark to match her hair.?

“Look at you. A proper zelanie now.” He said, his calloused hands jerking her chin side to side.?

Without another word he ripped at her robes angrily and they fell to the floor. She stood there stiffly as he cupped her breast in his firm grip and then brought her nipple to meet his mouth. The sucking was smooth for a moment but as it became more urgent Mika gasped in pain. Her father paid no mind. He met her other breast with the same ferocity until both her pink perfect nipples protruded from her skin. He licked up her collar bone and neck and the snaked his tongue into her mouth.

Women were women in her village. He was her sire, and that was all, as long as he didn’t have offspring with her he could do as he liked. ?

“Lick me or I beat you so you can no longer walk.”?

These words were formality. She would never dream of resisting him. She sunk to her knees close to a bow and he unbelted his trousers. Bulbous and fat his cock was hard and stuck out at her. Mika leaned forward and he grabbed her hair with one hand and squeezed her jaw open with his other, making her beautiful full lips into an O.

“Lick it.”?

She stuck out her tongue and began licking his fleshy member as it throbbed and twitched. As she followed the bottom vein up to the tip he pushed himself inside her and grabbing the other side of her head began to fuck her fiercely in the mouth. Mika gagged and pulled back unable to breath but he held her tightly and continued his attack. She felt his thick dick pulse inside her mouth and hot sticky cum the taste of salt shot down her throat and filled her cheeks. coughing she sputtered out his juices as he released her and he back handed her onto the floor.?

“All these years of preparation and this is what you show! You are ruined. A mule. you’ll need to try harder than that if you would like to stay a zelanie!”?

“Please father!” She cried, unable to hold control over her emotions any longer. ?

“Please! I want to go home!”

He hit her again and then grabbing her hair once more dragged her over to the cushioned stool by the fire. ?

“You want to go home? This is what waits for you at home.”?

The heat of the fire blew up into her face making her short of breath and her body begin to sweat.

He mounted her. Spitting mechanically into the crack of her buttocks and began to work his cock into her small hole. She screamed at the forced entry and bucked under the stretch of the thing as it entered her. He father slapped her with strength on either cheek, leaving red welts as he pressed inside her.

As he continued to thrust the stool moved forward towards the fire.

?“Father please, it’s too hot!”?

He continued. She screamed as she grew closer to the flames, finally so close she was able to brace her hands against the hot brick edges. She stayed like this, face inches from the flames, body taut as she used every bit of strength she had from being burned alive. He squeezed at her hips and thin waist as he thrusted into her with immense strength. As he finished he spit on her back and her arms collapsed to her sides. She was unable to move. The door slammed and reopened as the Upkeeper pulled her up and placed her in her plush bed. ?

“Sleep miss. The next one will be here this evening.”?

And with that, Mika slipped into unconsciousness dreaming and sleeping nothing but the painful thrum of her body.

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