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Elle’s Revenge

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“Come on elephant get your fat ass moving you’re holding us up!” The snide thin athletic girl yelled at Elle from the top of the hill.

Oh how she loathed that nickname, was it her fault her stupid parents named her Elle, knowing perfectly well that her family did not exactly have a history of being thin. Of course she had escaped that ridicule for most of her childhood having been home schooled, but unfortunately her new step-mom, who stuck out in the family photo like a sore thumb. Thin and athletic in a group of well, overweight individuals. Elle’s family liked to eat and combined with the ‘bad’ genes the family definitely drew attention with their size when they got together. The nice thing about being from a family like that was Elle was at least accepted by them and for most of her life despite being what some considered grossly overweight, she was happy. That was until her mom died of heart failure little over a year before. About the same time her dad had a scare too and not wanting to leave her parentless, he made a decision to try to get control of his weight. It was that decision that directly led to the mess Elle was now in.

Her dad started seeing a trainer, and he began seeing remarkable results. Of course it was only later that Elle learned that the trainer’s methods were a little more sexual than is usually used. One thing led to another and soon Elle had a new step-mom from hell, which Elle had little doubt had less to do with affection for her father and more to do with the extremely large sum of money her dad had inherited year before from a rich eccentric uncle.

The first thing that Crystal, her new step mom, did was to put Elle in public school, and insist that she too get herself in shape. She said it was for Elle’s own good, but Elle knew better, Crystal felt that feeding Elle and paying for private tutors to spare her humiliation was cutting into her profit margins, so she ‘cut the fat’ as they say. So now as a part of that Elle was on a wilderness hike with a local girl’s outdoors club, which of course had to be led by none other than Darci Malko, the cheerleading captain at Elle’s school, and a bunch of her lackeys.

Elle glared at Darci and silently wishing she would fall off the rock on which she taunt Elle from, began huffing her way up the large hill sweat soaking her shirt shorts and underwear thoroughly. By the time she made it to the top gasping for air her clothes were drenched so much so that you could see right through the white shirt.

“Uggh!” Darci shouted looking at her, “Cover those things up Ellie-phant! There is no wet t-shirt contest on this trip, as if anyone would want to see you naked you fat cow!” Elle looked down and was horrified to note that, sure enough, her front was soaked through so that even her nipples we visible for the whole group to see. She turned scarlet as the group noticed all but a few erupted in laughter. Darci gave a wicked smile as the laughing died down and said, ‘Its called a sports bra Elle-phant, and don’t say your boobs are too big, yours are not much bigger than mine, only mine are more noticeable because, unlike you I don’t have a big flabby belly under them!” and to emphasize her point Darci lifted her shirt to show her toned stomach and massive chest. “See Ellie-phant,” she taunted, “This is what a real woman looks like!”

Elle’s humiliation turned to anger and somewhere deep inside her something snapped and power surged through her. Forgetting her tiredness and her aches and pains Elle launched herself at the shocked cheerleader, but Darci was too quick and was able to step out of the way. Elle’s momentum karabük escort carried her well past the group of girls and before she could stop herself she had gone over the ledge behind Darci. Elle fell only a few feet but hit the ground and rolled all the way down the grassy slope barely missing trees as she rolled out of control. When she finally came to a halt she was in a small pit that until she had crashed through had been cover by plants and part of a fallen tree. She also could swear she had broken something open when she fell in the depression as she could feel what felt like glass stabbing her back, but after her tumble she had no strength to move to investigate. She suspected that from the pain she felt a few of her bones were broken and she was bleeding from several deep gashes. She hope wondered if [i]they would find her in time. She got on look at the sizable crater like whole before she felt a sharper pain in her back and she passed out.

What happened next was vague at best she remembered flashes of what happened but nothing definite, the only thing she knew of for sure was a voice telling her over and over she was going to be okay.

“It’s a miracle that you weren’t hurt or killed Elle!’ her dad said once she had woken, concern etched on his face. “What were you thinking rushing Darci like that?”

Elle wanted to answer but she knew it would do little good, her dad was a sweet man, but Crystal had him completely pussy-whipped by now. Elle knew complaining to him would get her nowhere if anything it would make things worse. Elle gave no answer and her dad just shook his head and kissed her forehead before saying, “Okay, if you don’t want to tell me fine, just promise daddy you’ll never scare me like that again, I already lost your mom, I can’t lose you too.” Elle nodded and felt shame for what her momentary loss of control had nearly done.

“Sorry, daddy, I won’t do it again I promise.” She said remorsefully.

“Its okay, no harm done, well I’ll let you get some sleep, goodnight pumpkin.” He said and left.

Elle watched him go before reflecting on her lack of injury it seemed incredible, that given how crappy she had felt that she now not only felt okay, she felt stronger somehow. What’s more she had been pounding double helpings of food at every meal with little effect, in fact the doctor said she had lost ten pounds in the few days she had been here. This was only precautionary as the doctor wanted to be sure that there were no internal injuries that and Elle had been running some kind of fever.

In fact the only thing she was still suffering from was a nasty stomach ache, but that was hardly to be unexpected given how she was eating, though oddly enough though it seemed to hurt worse when Crystal or one of the attractive nurses came by.

Despite this curious issue Elle was released after a week in the hospital since it was a Friday, she was glad of this as it saved her enduring Darci’s taunts. However, she still had Crystal to deal with Who would not be happy Elle had managed to get off the trip. Sure enough on Saturday Crystal cornered her step daughter as Elle sat watching TV and shoveling down snacks.

“So you lazy piece of shit, you managed to get out of losing some weight again, and here you are back again eating crap on the sofa. Pathetic!” Elle did her best to ignore her step-mom, but when Crystal said, “Look at me when I’m speaking to you, you fat cunt!”

Elle glared at her step-mom and that when she felt it sharp stab in her abdomen and a wave of pain washed over her. then another and another. osmaniye escort Somehow Elle maintain eye contact throughout Crystal’s tirade of which Elle heard none as another sharp pain hit her but this time it was not her stomach, it was from her vagina. She then felt a rush of fluid in her pussy and moments later the front of her pants began to show a growing blood stain. As she was sure she felt something pushing further down her vagina finally stopping just short of her pussy.

Crystal spotted the stain and said, “Jesus Christ, didn’t that cow of a mother teach you anything, go get a tampon or something you useless cow!”

Elle did not need telling twice. She rushed from the room and the minute she reached the bathroom she pulled down her sweats and panties and without hesitation plunged her fingers into her pussy she could feel the full sensation retreating as she did, but not before her fingers met what was unmistakably a hard object in her vagina canal and unless she was mistaken it had but deflowered her from the inside!

Elle was scared, but she also felt another sensation, horniness and pleasure. Her fingers still buried in her pussy her body reacted to the absence of the hard object with a desire to be filled. Elle grabbed one of Crystal’s hairbrushes that was nearby and buried it as deep as it would go in her now wet pussy. At the same time her thumb worked her clit and while her other had reached for her nipples to find that they were rock hard. For the next few minutes Elle played with herself thrusting the brush handle in faster and faster, until she could stand it no longer and came hard nearly collapsing to the floor from the effort.

For the rest of the weekend Elle avoided contact with Crystal at all costs, not wishing to have that hard thing emerge again. Elle did notice that her cramps continued to get worse though, and what’s more despite not slowing her appetite at all, Elle was still losing a remarkable amount of weight for such a short time. She her jeans wouldn’t fit her anymore if this kept up. Elle knew something was definitely wrong but she couldn’t argue with the results. For the first time in her three years three Elle actually got some compliments that Monday, apparently her weight loss had not gone unnoticed.

However, it did not prevent Darci from taking her shot at Elle the first chance they were alone. Elle was in the locker room taking a shower on mandate from her PE teacher when mid way through her scrubbing she heard it.

“Well, well it is true even the elephant gets bath once in a while. She turned to see Darci standing naked behind her and as she inadvertently checked out her attractive classmate Elle felt that stab of pain and throb she had felt when she had looked Crystal he other day. Elle tried to get the cheerleaders perfect form out of her mind but for some reason it wouldn’t budge and suddenly the pain became worse the throbbing increased the thing was pushing down her vagina again this time with far more urgency, what’s more Elle knew it was bigger and thicker this time.

“Darci…” Elle cried not looking at the girl, knowing if Darci didn’t clear out soon there would be trouble.

“But not for you Elle,” a familiar voice seemed to say in her head. Elle knew it from somewhere she couldn’t place it.

“…get out now!!” Elle shouted as a warning, she did not know what the voice was but she did not like it. Darci only laughed.

“Why? Does the ugly elephant want privacy? Only people get privacy Ellie-phant! Now finish your bath so I can…”

That was all Elle remembered marmaris escort her saying, rage overwhelmed her and again she rushed the cheerleader, this time Darci could not get out of the way. Elle grabbed her and tackled her to the shower floor. Darci landed face up on the ground and was clearly dazed, Elle right on top of her. As Elle got another glimpse of the body there was another surge of pain, ecstasy, and what Elle swore was lust. Then to her horror and surprise Elle fell her pussy lips spread and looked down to watch what could only be a penis emerge from her. It kept emerging inch by inch until a cock of over ten inches stuck proudly out of her stretched pussy.

Elle examined the odd thing for a second taking in its bright blue color and that unlike a man’s cock, or least pictures she had seen of one, it was ribbed. Tentatively she reached down and grabbed the blue rod and was surprised to feel a wave of pleasure wash over her as she did. Elle stroked it a few times then moaned with pleasure.

“God now I know why boys do this so much!” Elle thought.

‘Yes,” said the strange voice in her head agin it chuckled then added, “it is quite fun but so is sex, put it in Dacri, and find out.”

Elle knew he voice now it was the one that had reassured her after her fall.

“What are you?” she thought,

“A friend you released me the other day and I’m going to help you as a result, but I do have a few conditions one of which is what you are currently experiencing my dear Elle. I will explain later, but first fuck Darci for me.” Then after pause the voice said, “You know you want to.”

“That’s rape!” Elle thought.

“She deserves it Elle, she’s made yours and countless other girls lives living hell while here, and don’t deny it Elle, I’ve scanned you memories. Think of it this way she’s spent three years making virtually every girl in this place her bitch, isn’t it time someone took her down a peg and made her their bitch? Why not you Elle? All you have to do is shove that blue cock of yours into her and fuck her brains out, do that and she’s yours!”

Lust and greed fought shame and pity, but ultimately anger won out. With a wicked smile Elle said to the still dazed Darci.

“Get ready for some Ellie-phant cock bitch!” She then buried her new shaft so deep she felt Darci’s pussy lips touch her own.

Darci tried to scream but Elle silenced her

“No, no not today you spoiled cunt! Today you’re going to be nice and quiet. Speaking of cunts though I must say very tight Darci, I guess Steve really is small.” Steve was the quarterback and the guy everyone knew was fucking Darci. “I guess after me poor Steve won’t do anything for you. He just doesn’t measure up does he?” Elle said with vindictive pleasure.

For a while Darci resisted pleasure, but ultimately it was too much and she had a huge orgasm. At this Elle pulled out and roughly shoving the blue rod down he throat pumped quite a bit of what Elle assumed was cum down the cheerleaders throat.

Then she stood up and leering over the ravaged cheerleader Elle said, “Okay bitch here what’s going to happen I let you off easy this time, but next time I’m not going to be so lenient. From now on your nice to me and the other girls here. If I heard you terrorized any girl at this school I’ll be back and next time it won’t be your throat I’m flooding if you catch my drift. The same goes for if you say anything about what just happened got it?” Darci nodded and Elle said, ‘Good now get out of my shower bitch I need to finish!” Dacri quickly left the showers and Elle marveled at what she had just done.

“See Elle, what did I tell you docile as a pussy cat now.” Elle heard the voice say as she felt the penis retract. Elle smiled as she finished washing thinking of others she’d love to use this on, her new mommy dearest for one.

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A Clear Conscience

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Me and Lanie sat next to each-other on the couch, watching some crappy cowboy movie on AMC with old actors that only my grandparents would recognize. I really hated western movies, but I had settled for it since Lanie liked them, and in my never-ending quest to unlock the safe that was my virginity, I would literally do anything Lanie would want to do, even if the reward was just a casual trip to first-base.

As the movie went on, I decided I would make my move, and with my arm already wrapped around her shoulder, I lowered my hand to attempt and grab hold of her right tit.

“Not now, Miles”, she said, brushing my hand away.

I silently sighed and rolled my eyes, not wanting to agitate her. Carefully, I began to lower my hand again, this time, making sure she would only think of my sudden action as an accident, by yawning, and stretching my arm. Then, after doing so, I let my hand fall freely back to place, and just so happen to graze Lanie’s breast.

“Jesus Christ, Miles! Control yourself!” She barked.

“What I yawned?” I said in my defense.

“You pig”, she angrily replied, pushing my arm off of her and crossing her arms.

At this point I could see things weren’t turning out as I had planned, so I decided to go to plan B, which was, in all sense of the word, ‘dirty’.

Without word or warning, I pounced at Lanie, grabbing hold of her arms tightly as I drove my tongue deep into her mouth, and began to french kiss her with all my might.

At first, Lanie did nothing about it, and for whatever reason, just let it happen, but after about fifteen seconds, she had had enough, and through me off of her.

“Miles, you asshole! Leave me alone!”

I frowned angrily and sat on the opposite end of the couch, arms crossed. I felt like telling her to leave, but for what it’s worth, I decided to play it cool and try and pass off my behavior with some lame-ass excuse.

“I’m sorry, Lanie…I didn’t mean any of that…I-I was just a little excited”

“A little? You practically forced yourself on me!”

“It’s just, you’re so pretty and I just wanted tonight to be special…”, I said, in my most defeated voice possible.

At first I thought she wasn’t buying any of it, but after what looked like a moment of consideration, Lanie scooted over to me on the couch, and leaned her head back on my shoulder.

I smiled, and put my arm back around her, this time trying to keep it at her shoulder. Yet, while she sat there, I couldn’t help but stare at her tits. I mean, we were only rising-freshmen, and she had some growing to do, but at the moment, she had very well developed tits, possibly B-cups, maybe even C’s, but that’s pushing it.

Well, the movie ended, and though I was happy to see the end of that hour and forty-five minutes of pure crap, I was very disappointed that I hadn’t gotten any from her, even though my attempt was very pitiful.

About fifteen minutes later, Lanie’s mom showed up, and I walked her to the door, waving goodbye as she pranced to her mom’s sleek new Lexus. But the minute I closed the door, I was overcome with frustration, I knew the best thing to do at this time would be to call my friend Sam.

Sam was not what you would really zonguldak escort call a “nice guy”. In fact, Sam’s kind of an asshole, and the biggest tool I’ve every met, but either way, he still get’s more action than anyone else I know.

So after a few rings, I hear Sam’s voice from over the phone.

“What’s up, man? How was your night with Lanie?”

“Sucked, I tried to make a move, but it failed”
?“How’d you make ‘said’ move?” He asked, in a kind of sarcastic way.

“I grabbed her tit, and when that didn’t work I pretended to yawn and I-”

“Okay stop right there, that’s really pathetic. Look, Miles, you can’t attempt to make a move with blunt force like that. I mean what’s next, did you force a kiss on her-”

“Yeah…”, I replied defeatedly.

“Oh wow, that’s really sad. Listen, man, fuck Lanie, it’s summer break and I’m gonna get you a girl tomorrow night. A real slut, you’ll get some from her I’m sure of it”

I smiled, and laughed a little over the phone, “Sure you will”

“No, I mean it. I’ll be honest, Miles, you’re not an unattractive guy, I bet if I ask this girl to go on a blind date with you, you’ll definitely get some”

“Alright, whatever you say, Sam”

“Yeah, meet at the movie theater tomorrow at seven, don’t tell Lanie”

“Why would I tell Lanie? The only reason I’m dating her is to get some form her anyway”

“True, true. Well I’ll see you, man”

“See you”, I said, hanging up the phone.

That night I laid in bed thinking about Lanie. She was an attractive girl, and I really wanted to do stuff with her, but for the most part, I hated her. The only reason I asked her out was because her friend told me she liked me, and I’d been trying to find a girl to hookup with for weeks, so Lanie fell right into that slot. I mean, besides being in the same grade, we were day and night. We listened to different music, we liked different movies, we hung out with different people, and I personally had no feelings for Lanie what so ever. But yet, when I thought about how horrible that sounded, I felt guilty……

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The next day at the movie theater, I met Sam and two other girls in the front lobby. One girl I recognized as Jessica, Sam’s girlfriend, but the other girl I had never seen before.

“Miles, this is Selena”, Sam said, extending an arm to her.

“Hey, I’m Miles”, I said, “Nice to meet you”

Selena smiled and walked over to my side, putting her arm around mine and resting her head on my shoulder, in a way that unfortunately reminded me of Lanie.

“Hi, I’m Selena!” She said.

Selena was alright, but for the most part, I don’t think I would have ever been friends with her outside of this experience. She was loud, bubbly, flirtatious, and the definition of a dumb-blond. But the one good quality I did pick up from her, was that she was definitely easy, and willing.

In the movie, about half way in, she tugged on my arm and made me lower my head to hers.

“Miles, you wanna make-out?” she whispered, in her usual, bubbly voice.

“Hell bursa escort yeah”, I replied, a little to eagerly.

Selena grinned, and pulled me closer to her face, and for a solid forty-five minutes, I made-out with some girl I had just met that day.

Well after the movie, we went back to Sam’s house, and sat in the backyard, talking and laughing.

“So, Jessica, you wanna go upstairs?” Sam asked, nudging her arm slightly.

Jessica nodded, and grabbed his hand, as the two walked into the house. ON his way up, Sam gave me a thumbs up, before closing the door behind him and jessica. I looked at Selena for a solution of what to do next, and she smiled a very naughty smile at me.

“You ever done anything with a girl?” She asked.

I decided not to lie, and said, “Not really”

“Well, you want to try something?”

“Aren’t you a little concerned about hooking-up with a guy you just met today?”

“Why would I”, she answered, “It’s not like you’re dangerous or anything?”

I liked were this was going, and I really liked how easy it was. Why couldn’t Lanie be more open and willing like this girl? I mean, if she had been more open, I wouldn’t be cheating on her in the first place, right?

But the guilt aside, Selena was already beginning to turn me on with her willingness to consent, and I was more than willing to give her anything she wanted to do.

Selena took a pool float and placed it on the ground in front of me. Then, kneeled on the ground, letting her knees rest on the float while she began to unzip my shorts. A hot girl just being close to my dick made my member spring up, and the minute she pulled my shorts and boxers to my ankles, my dick was hard and ready for action.

“Nice cock”, she said, grabbing it with one hand, “We’re gonna have some fun”

Selena stroked my dick for a while, and I’ll be honest, I almost lost it. My dick was twitching, and pulsing, and precum began to flow from the tip. She smiled another lustful smile when she saw that, and licked off all of the clear liquid off my head.

“..ahhhh…”, I moaned, my voice shaking while I leaned my head back and closed my eyes from the pleasure.

Selena next took my entire dick in her mouth, all 5.5” of it, and as expected, she was really good. Swiveling her tongue around the rim of my circumcised head, before bobbing up and down on my dick, her wet lips going over my shaft, OH, it felt so fucking amazing!

She would stop sucking every now and then, and stroke my dick, making me get close to the edge, before continuing with her sucking.

After about a minute, remember, I’m fourteen, she got up from off the ground and removed her tank-top and bra, throwing both to the side before going back to the ground.

I stared down at her tits, and might I say, they were quite nice. I really wanted to just suck on them. They were bigger than Lanie’s, and were full and plump. Her nipples were pink, and the cool night air made them hard and erect. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them, and just like that, I felt my body beginning to quiver.

“Selena, I’m gonna cum”, I said, warning her as I leaned back in the chair, clenching my ass cheeks together malatya escort as I felt my breathing increase, and my dick twitch and pulse in her warm wet mouth.

“Ohhh…ahhh…oh…ohhh”, I moaned loudly and uncontrollably.

Then, it happened, I felt my cum shoot out of my dick at a speed that I had never felt before.

“Ohhh….Lanie!” I accidentally moaned, leaning my now red face back, as I shot glob after glob of my seed into her mouth.

Selena obviously didn’t hear me, and kept sucking, swallowing all my cum, and licking her lips as she did.

“Oh wow…you’re amazing”, I complemented her, between breaths, as I felt myself come back down from my orgasm.

“Whose Lanie? An ex-girlfriend of yours?”

“Well not exactly…”, I said shamefully.

“Don’t tell me she’s your sister!”

“What? NO!” I shouted, “She’s my-uh-she’s my girlfriend..”

I looked at Selena to see if she would be mad about my infidelity, but she just smiled another lustful smile.

“You know, cheating is one of my BIGGEST turn-ons”, she said, reaching down to stroke my now re-hardening dick.

“Well that’s good!” I replied, smiling back.

Selena stroked my dick until it was hard, and then pulled me from the chair and onto the ground, were she pulled my shirt off of my head, and threw it in the pile of clothing accumulating on the ground.

I knew what was coming, and I literally felt my heart beat out of my chest, especially when Selena pulled off her tight shorts and panties, leaving her nude, smooth, soft body exposed. I looked down to see her snatch and I practically lost it. I was my first vagina in person and I couldn’t keep my eyes off of it. She had shaven almost all of her pubes, just a little, well trimmed patch remained above her pussy lips, which I could tell were soft and wet.

I angled my dick into her twat and pushed in, and it was great. Her twat was tight, but not to tight, and it was wet. The feeling of that pussy on my shaft was almost enough to drive me over the edge. But I managed, and I kept myself from blowing my load right there and then.

Selena reached down to rub her clitoris while we fucked in the backyard. I, meanwhile, quickly humped her, moving my dick up and down in her pussy, it’s wetness and warmth making me moan and sweat while I looked down at her beautiful round tits starring up at me. I didn’t care if she was getting anything from this, as I selfishly and quickly pushed my dick into her pussy.

I couldn’t help it anymore, and after a good two minutes, I came, exploding with the little cum I had left.

My jizz rushed up my shaft and I could feel it erupt, shooting out of my dick and into her twat, my balls had retracted up against my shaft, and my forehead was now covered in sweat as I opened my mouth and loudly moaned.

“AHHHHH…ohhh….aahh…”, I helplessly moaned, almost ready to pass out from my orgasm.

Selena smiled and let me roll off of her and onto the ground. I look over to her, and with the little energy I had left, I fingered her, aggressively pushing my index and middle finger in and out of her twat, before using those same fingers to rub her clit, making her moan and sway back and forth from the pure pleasure she was receiving. When she came, she moaned loudly like me, and then lay down next to me, breathing heavily and staring up at the stars as we both sat there naked and covered in sweat and the scent of love-making.

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A Family Reunion Chapt 2 (Danville here we come)

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NOTE: Please read Chapter 1 if you have not already done so…otherwise, this story will not make as much sense…Thanks…and sorry for the delay…

I had thought about it long and hard before I picked up the phone and called my cousin Nick back. If you recall, he had spoke to Marcy while I was out, about me being in his upcoming wedding. That would entail Marcy and I taking a trip out to Danville, Pennsylvania for a long weekend. That was not a real big deal as it was easy enough for me to get the time off from work. That was really the least of my worries.

In the back of my mind I really did want to see my relatives again. I had not seen any of my mother’s side of the family since I was a kid. I had to admit, I was curious, at least to some extent. It was just the reservations I had about my whole living situation. I mean, here I was, living with my step-sister as a couple. I really did not want that to come out. How would it look, after all these years, if I tell my relatives ‘Yeah, I’ve come a long way. I’m living with my step-sister. And yes, the sex is great.’ No, that would never work. Not for me at least.

I had a long talk with Marcy. It was absolutely imperative we got our stories straight before I would even consider this trip. It was either go there as my step-sister and myself, and have to act like we we’re family or pretend that we were just another couple, like we do to the rest of the world. To Marcy it was a no-brainer. We would pretend we were just another couple. That way if we were to be caught being intimate, it would really be no big deal. She was not the type who could actually go a few days without showing some public display of affection towards me. Not that I would really let that happen. This did seem like the obvious choice, though. Besides, nobody on my mothers side of the family even knew I had a step-sister. It seemed to the both of us to be the ideal answer.

I called up my cousin Nick on the phone. After a bit of small talk about old times and ‘How you doing?’ sort of stuff, I told him I would be going to his wedding and I would be bringing a guest. I told him it was a girl I was living with. He seemed positively elated I could attend. I was curious, but did not quite share his level of enthusiasm. Nonetheless, it was set. Marcy and I would be leaving in a couple of weeks.

“Did he tell you that you have a sister you never met?” Marcy asked after I got off the phone.

“Yeah, I heard.” I answered somewhat unenthusiastically.

“Aren’t you at least a bit excited about that?” Marcy asked as she stepped forward and put her arms around me.

“I guess.” I answered.

“Oh come on.” She started, “I think it will be great for you. I think it will be great for you to see your family again.”

I reluctantly agreed.

In the back of my mind I really did want to see my family and meet my sister. After all, they were family even if it had been years since I had seen any of them. It was just my concern about my living situation coming out that bothered me. Here I was living with a girl who had a penchant for wild sex with other woman. A girl who thought nothing of picking up another girl in a bar and inviting her back to our place for a threesome. She just happened to be my step-sister. I guess the reality was that I didn’t want anything to possibly jeopardize our living situation. After all, the sex really was really great.

When the time came for us to start our trip, Marcy and I loaded the car and set off for Danville. It was a nice, clear Thursday night. We would arrive in Pennsylvania in a couple of hours and stay until Sunday afternoon. The plan was, we would spend tonight by ourselves, then Friday we would meet the family at my cousin Nick’s house. Friday night would be a rehearsal dinner, as Nick put it, followed by the actual wedding rehearsal. Saturday afternoon would be the wedding and reception.

Our trip was for the most part fairly uneventful, except for the time Marcy decided to give me head while we were driving along Route 80, which almost caused me to rear end a pick-up truck. Oh, and her apparent penchant for lifting her shirt and showing truck drivers her breasts. Yes, my step-sister was a wild woman. Other than those things, the trip was uneventful.

We arrived at the Red Roof Inn in Danville and checked in at the desk. After getting the card key we wheeled our bags to our room and made our way inside. The room looked very appealing with a large king-sized bed and soft comforter. I brought the bags in as Marcy headed for the bathroom.

“While you’re freshening up, I’ll call my cousin Nick and let him know we’re here.” I said fairly loudly.

“Ask him if there is a good club in town. I feel like going dancing tonight.” Marcy answered.

“Oh jeez, don’t you ever think about anything else?” I retorted.

“I think about you.” Marcy responded sweetly.

Marcy came out of the bathroom as I went over to the phone. During a relatively brief conversation with my cousin, he told me about a club down the road that was popular called M?ge. Somehow it seemed like an appropriate name.

In the meantime, Marcy had stripped out of her T-shirt and tight jeans and was standing there naked except for a black thong. While I was still on the phone with my cousin, she came up and put her arms around me and ground her womanhood against my leg. The skimpy thong did little to conceal her neatly trimmed, blond bush as she pressed it against me. My body responded in a way that formed an almost immediate tent in my pants which Marcy began to stroke through the fabric. The next thing I knew, she had my zipper open and I could hear distinct suckling sounds overtaking the sound of my cousin giving me directions to the club on the phone. I reached down with my free hand and ran my fingers through her long blond locks. As I was about to shoot my load into my step-sister’s mouth I pressed her head into my crotch. At this point I could barely stand.

“So you think you understand how to get to the club, Brian?” My cousin asked over the phone.

“Ohhh, yeah.”

“What?” He inquired.

“Ah, yes…I think I know how to get there.” I affirmed. Suddenly I was feeling much more relaxed and able to talk. At this point Marcy was looking up and laughing.

“I guess we’ll see you tomorrow afternoon. Enjoy your evening you too.” Nick added, “Looking forward to meeting Marcy. She sounds like a nice girl.”

“Ah, yeah sinop escort Nick. We’ll be there. Call you just before we leave.” I added.

We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. Marcy seemed to be so amused.

“You know, you are really going to get me in trouble one of these days. I’m not sure how yet, but I know it will happen.” I said in a mock condescending tone.

“Who me?” She added with a giggle.

“Yeah, you.” I said as I grabbed her and gave her a big hug. Her bare nipples pressed into my chest.

Marcy soon proceeded to get dressed and ready for the club. She decided on a very short black skirt and white blouse, which barely concealed the black lace bra she somehow chose to wear underneath. She put on a bit of makeup which seemed to only bring out her big blue eyes. The only jewelry she had on was a pearl necklace which matched the fake pearls that adorned the tops of her black strap heels. She had her hair tied back, which somehow in my mind gave her a look which resembled a cross between a librarian and a street-walker. I didn’t dare tell her that, but in reality she probably would have considered it a compliment. All I knew for sure was that she looked damn hot. A couple of dabs of perfume and she was ready to go. In more ways than one.

In the meantime, I had changed into a pair of dress slacks and a dress shirt. In a short while, we headed out the door and into the car. We stopped for a bite to eat at a local diner on the way. It was obvious all eyes were on Marcy as we sat in our booth eating dinner. Yes, my step-sister looked that hot.

After dinner we took our time and had dessert and coffee. It was still relatively early by club standards anyway, so we took our time. I was rather enjoying the looks the other guys around us were giving Marcy, and a couple of guys even gave me a nod of approval. I’d be lying if I didn’t say it felt real good.

We got to the club and parked the car. We made our way to the door and passed the bouncers. It was early enough that we didn’t have to pay a cover fee.

Once inside we made our way to the bar and I immediately took a seat while Marcy remained standing, her eyes obviously scanning the room. The music was pulsing with dance music and you could feel the vibrations in everything from the floor to the bar. Still, you could talk over it which was a big plus.

“What can I get you?” The bartender came over and inquired.

“A margarita, frozen with salt.” Marcy responded.

“I’ll take a Guinness, on tap if you got it.” I said.

“Sorry, no Guinness.” The bartender replied.

“Hmmm…How about a Black Label and water on the rocks?” I asked.

“Sure thing. One margarita and one Black Label and water coming up.”

The bartender walked away to get our drinks. Marcy turned to me and spoke.

“Scotch, eh? That’s a switch for you.”

“Yeah, I drink scotch sometimes. Just as well tonight. I could use something strong.” I said.

The bartender soon brought us our drinks. As I paid the tab, Marcy picked up her glass and stuck her tongue along the line of salt on the edge of the glass in a very seductive way. I could almost imagine that glass getting harder. She gave me a big, sly grin as she spoke.

“Oh, we’re going to have fun tonight.” She said as she gave me a big, salty kiss on the lips.

She then proceeded to turn around and press her butt into my crotch doing sort of a mock-lap dance. I could feel myself responding to the stimulus. Damn.

“Oh, that feels good.” I sighed.

“Come on, let’s dance.” Marcy said.

“No, you go out there if you want. I just want to sit here and drink right now.” I responded.

“Party pooper.” Marcy said.

Marcy took another sip of her margarita and then headed out onto the dance floor. In a few minutes I could see her talking to some hot looking blonde haired girl in a black sequined dress. Soon the two of them were dancing together, rather hotly I might add. It was a rather erotic display, and did nothing to reduce the bulge in my trousers I’ve had since Marcy’s grinding into my lap.

I continued to watch as the two girls put on a show on the dance floor. It was really quite impressive and it did not go unnoticed by the other club patrons. I sat there sipping my scotch enjoying the show. After a couple of numbers, Marcy gave the other girl a kiss and returned to the bar. I was about finished with my drink.

“That was quite a show you put on, girl.” I stated quite truthfully.

“I’m glad you liked it.” Marcy said with a smile. As she spoke she leaned over and gave me a kiss. I could see visible sweat on her neck on down to her cleavage. Again, it did nothing to relieve the bulge in my pants.

“I could probably get her to come back to the room with us.” Marcy said as she leaned over and giggled.

“Now, now…be good. I’m trying to stay out of trouble this trip.” I replied.

“Oh come on now. You know you’d like that.”

I had to agree she had a point, though I had my reservations.

We soon both finished our drinks and I ordered another round. As I sat there with my scotch in hand, something suddenly caught my eye. It did not go unnoticed.

“So, what are you staring at?” Marcy casually inquired.

“Oh nothing.”

Marcy didn’t believe me for a second. I guess she knew me too well. She turned in the direction I was staring.

“Oh, that girl in the red dress?” She asked.

“What girl in the red dress?” I responded, obviously playing dumb, “Oh, you mean the hot looking brunette with the hot red mini-dress? Didn’t even notice.”

“Yeah right, Brian.” Marcy wasn’t fooled for a second.

I sat there finishing my drink and just taking in this new sight that had entered the room. To say this girl was hot looking was a massive understatement. This girl was fire hot. I could feel the heat from across the room.

Marcy and I continued to sip our drinks for some time. We were both observing this new addition to the room, perhaps both thinking a variation of the same thought.

“I think I’ll go over and introduce myself.” Marcy said confidently.

“Looks like she has a boyfriend.” I added.

“Since when has that stopped me?” She replied.

She had a point. Not much ever stopped Marcy, especially when she wanted someone. Man or woman.

Marcy headed over to where the ultra-hot looking brunette was standing with her boyfriend. She said something tokat escort to the girl and soon the two of them were out on the dance floor. In short order, the two were the center of attraction, bumping and grinding to the delight of the crowd. I don’t think there was a head in the place that was not turned in their direction.

After a while Marcy again came back over to where I was stationed at the bar. Again she was dripping with sweat. She seemed rather excited as she spoke.

“Well?”

“Well what?” I asked.

“What about her?” Marcy inquired, “I bet I can get her back with us.”

I had to admit it was a very tempting thought. I was hoping to make this a fairly conservative, low-profile trip, especially as I was in town for a family gathering with my step-sister. But, this was tempting me. Perhaps the scotch was starting to do my thinking for me. Or maybe I was just another horny guy.

Several minutes later my step-sister was once again out on the floor with the hot brunette. I could see Marcy talking into the girl’s ear as they strut their stuff. Once again all eyes seemed to be on them. How could they not be?

After a couple of numbers, Marcy once again returned to the bar.

“I have to go to the bathroom.” She started, “Be right back.”

I sat there finishing off another drink. A few minutes later, I saw the hot brunette heading my way. Soon she was next to me at the bar smiling.

“Hi, my name is Laura.” She stated with a smile.

“Hi, I’m Brian.” I added.

“Haven’t seen you here before.” She said.

“Actually, we’re here for a wed…” I was interrupted before I could finish my sentence. Marcy had returned from the bathroom and seemed rather excited.

“I see you met Laura.” She blurted out.

“Ah yes. We were just getting acquainted.” I said.

“So, it’s all set?” Marcy asked.

“What’s all set?” I asked.

“Marcy tells me you to have a room and wouldn’t mind a little company.” Laura said, somewhat matter-of-factly.

“Oh Marcy told you that?” I gave Marcy a glance. She had a huge grin on her face.

“I hope it’s alright.” Laura added.

“What about your boyfriend?” I just had to ask.

“Oh, he’s not really my boyfriend.” Laura started, “He’s just a guy I know from school. Once he takes me home, I’ll just come back out.”

I again looked at Marcy. She was still grinning ear to ear. She looked so sexy and damn devilish with that huge grin on her face. There really was no way I could say no at this point.

We made final arrangements with Laura. We told her the room number at the Red Roof Inn. After another drink, Marcy and I left the club. We knew Laura would meet us at the room in about an hour. It was all set.

Marcy and I were soon back in our room. We opened a bottle of wine we had brought with us and Marcy went over and put on some music on a portable stereo she took with us. Soon were dancing together in the middle of the floor. In a little while there was a knock at the door. Marcy stopped dancing and went over to answer it.

In a moment, Laura entered the room. She was still wearing the red dress she had on in the club. Damn, I was seeing red I thought to myself. I had to guess she was about five foot six, just around Marcy’s height and had what could only be described as perfect legs. All the way up to her ass.

“Any trouble finding the place?” I asked.

“No, I’ve been here before.” Laura said with a smile. Her big brown eyes were evident in the room lighting. I could not help but think how gorgeous this young woman was.

Marcy went over and poured another glass of wine. She brought it over to Laura and handed it to her.

“Wine?” She said.

“Oh, thank you.” Laura responded.

Almost immediately Marcy planted a big, juicy kiss on Laura’s lips.

“Tastes like wine, huh?” She giggled. Marcy then put down her glass and reached over to Laura and lifted her dress, “Do you like what you see, Brian? He’s been waiting for this all evening.”

I felt my manhood on the rise once more. Actually my cock has not had a break the whole trip with my step-sister around.

“Let’s give Brian a show.” Marcy stated with confidence, “He likes to watch you know.”

Marcy once again lifted Laura’s dress and started rubbing her obviously cleanly shaved womanhood through her red lace panties. Laura started to softly moan as she did. You could tell Marcy was applying pressure through the fabric as a visibly dark wet stain was forming. I put down my glass of wine and unzipped my pants and tossed them on the floor. My shirt and underwear soon followed. I could not help but start to stroke myself. The excitement was getting me out of control as my mind raced.

“Look at Brian.” My step sister giggled, “I got something for you.”

She proceeded to pull down Laura’s panties, slowly sliding them past those perfect legs and down past her feet. Laura soon kicked off her shoes, literally. Marcy walked over toward me and held the panties up to my face.

“Want a sniff, Brian?” She asked, “My step-brother loves to sniff panties.”

“Your step-brother?” Laura asked.

“Oh shit Marcy, be good.” I exclaimed.

“Oh, I think that’s funny.” Laura added with a smile.

I didn’t think it was so funny. Not that it was a big deal that Laura knew. I mean, who was she? Just some girl from the club. I just didn’t want the whole town to know. I guess as long as my relatives didn’t find out, it really didn’t matter.

Marcy soon went back over to Laura and unzipped her dress and helped her out of it. Laura stood there for a moment wearing nothing but a red lace bra which matched the wet panties that were just held in front of my face. Soon Marcy unhooked Laura’s bra, revealing a perfect set of breasts with upward pointing nipples. Marcy went around behind Laura and put her hands around and started fondling them. She pressed them together and pointed the now very erect nipples up even more.

“You like, Brian?” She giggled.

Oh yeah. I liked.

After a brief moment, Marcy soon took off her own dress. She was soon standing there in just her black bra and matching thong. She began to take the thong and run it up and down through her now wet mound. You could see the wetness in the room lighting. She then relieved herself of the skimpy undergarment and tossed it my way.

“There’s another one for you, Brian.” She said. Both girls yozgat escort laughed.

Soon they were both completely naked and kissing. They were standing nipple to nipple as their lips and tongues did a passionate dance. In a moment my sister Marcy broke free and spoke.

“I got an idea.” She practically cooed. She had the slyest grin on her face you could imagine. She walked over to the table where her handbag was and pulled out two things. One was a small vibrator, the other a plastic bottle of body oil. She walked back over to where Laura was standing, opened the bottle of oil and gave it a squeeze. It spurted out all over Laura’s breasts and erect nipples. Marcy laughed almost uncontrollably.

“Ooops, that was a bit much.” She laughed.

She then started to rub the oil onto Laura’s perfectly round orbs. I was stroking my cock hard as it was one of the hottest shows I have ever seen. Make that thee hottest show I’ve ever seen.

“That was way too much.” Marcy added, “Here Brian.”

Marcy started to walk over to me with her oily hands. She stood in front of me where I was sitting and leaned forward with a huge grin. She reached down and started to stroke me with her oily hand firmly gripping my erect member. I came almost immediately with a loud grunt as the feeling shot through my body from my head to my toes. Because of the way my step-sister was bent over, I could not help but cum all over her naked breasts. Marcy just giggled again as I sat there relieved. Her naked breast hung in front of my face glistening with my fresh cum as Marcy just stood there with a huge grin. She then took one of her fingertips and dipped it in my fresh jizz and put it to her lips.

“Hmmm…good.” She laughed. I could almost feel myself getting hard again barely a minute later.

Marcy then walked back over to Laura. She rubbed her hands in my cum on her breasts and then began to fondle Laura’s breasts with her cum soaked hands. Both girls were giggling and I could hear Laura moan slightly as Marcy squeezed her nipples.

Marcy then got on her knees and began to go down on Laura’s shaved mound. I could not see exactly what she was doing since she had her back towards me at this point, her perfect butt pointing up in the air.

In a little while it was clear that Laura was reaching climax by the intensity of her moans. You could see her body practically shake as she closed her eyes and bit her lip. My step-sister got up and turned to look at me. Her face was covered in the other girl’s love juices. To say I was becoming aroused again was an understatement. Marcy looked at me and saw that once again I was stroking my firm cock, this time with long slow strokes.

“I got an idea.” She said, once again grinning.

Marcy grabbed the small vibe and the bottle of oil and led Laura over to the bed, positioning her in a standing position at the foot of it. She handed me the bottle of oil.

“Here. Use your imagination.” She whispered to me. My mind was already racing.

Marcy then lay on the bed with her head hanging off the foot of the bed directly in front of Laura’s cleanly shaven mound. She then reached back with the vibe and slowly inserted it into Laura’s still wet pussy. With her other hand she reached around Laura’s butt and pulled her onto her face. She began to eat her out once again as she slowly worked the vibe in and out. I could hear the sound of the vibe become muffled as Marcy pushed it deep inside Laura. Laura bent over and moaned loudly as Marcy worked her with tongue and vibe. I stood behind her as she bent over my step-sister presenting me with a perfect rear view. Suddenly I got an idea. I squeezed some of the oil into my hand and then began massaging it onto Laura’s perfect butt cheeks as she bent over my step-sister. I applied the oil down the crack of her ass and teased her little hole with my thumb and fingers. Her crack became quite slick and I could not help but lean forward and rub my stiff cock between her cheeks. I squeezed her cheeks together with both hands as I slid my cock up and down. It felt like ecstasy.

After a few minutes of this, I could take no more. As Laura’s moans started to intensify, I began to tease her tight butt hole with the tip of my cock. The oil made it easy to slide in the tip. I began to slowly insert my entire length, a little at a time at first and then I pushed all the way inside as Laura gasped audibly. I slapped her on the butt and then squeezed her cheeks together as I began to thrust. Laura started to moan quite loudly as I worked her butt with my stiff cock and my step-sister worked her with tongue and vibe. I leaned my head back and closed my eyes as my balls slapped her cheeks. Her moans soon turned to near primal screams and she came nearly the same time I unloaded my cum into her perfect butt. After a moment, I slowly pulled out of her perfect ass, my cock slowly softening.

After a while the three of us sat around and finished off the wine. We all agreed it was one of the hottest evenings we had ever experienced. Some time later, we said our goodbyes as Laura left. She suggested that if we are ever in town again we should look her up and offered her number. I told her it was very unlikely we would ever see her again, that it was just one of those one time events we would always remember.

After she left, Marcy and I took a shower together and went to bed. We were both tired and had a lot to do the next day with the rehearsal dinner and the actual rehearsal to follow. We fell asleep easily that night.

The next day when we woke up I called my cousin Nick to confirm what time we should be over. The phone conversation went smooth for the most part though something gave me pause.

“Yeah, get over here around three.” My cousin started, “That will give you a chance to meet the family you haven’t seen. You must be excited about meeting your sister Laura.”

I became suddenly silent for a long moment.

“Hello, Brian…you there?”

“Um, I’m sorry. What did you say my sister’s name was?” I asked.

“Laura, why? I thought I’d mentioned it.” Nick replied.

“Oh nothing, I guess you did.” I answered back.

I got off the phone and stood silent for a long moment. Marcy could not help but notice something was on my mind.

“Everything OK, Brian?” She asked.

“I sure hope so.” I replied back quietly.

Still, I had an uneasy feeling in the back of my mind. I just hoped that the thoughts that crossed my mind were dead wrong. I would find out for sure this afternoon.

Once again, life was about to change.

Chapter 3 to follow…

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The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Naughty Jobs

Chapter One: Futa’s First Hot Game Show

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

I was still riding the emotional high of declaring to the world just how much I loved my young wife. Though our relationship was only four years and four months old, she had become my world. I had to wait until I was in my forties to meet my soulmate, but I did. The moment I laid eyes on Sharron, eighteen and quivering, she stole my heart.

After talking about attending the wedding of Sharron’s parents, my ex-boyfriend Kurt to his soulmate Rosemary, and spending the wedding night with the happy couple fucking the bride as many times as I could, I just had to share to the world the depths of my love for Sharron.

“And we’re back in thirty seconds,” the male producer said.

I nodded my head, the makeup guy—when dealing with me, it was best to use men since women could lose control and fuck me, especially if they’ve never been bred by me before—touched up my mascara and the foundation on my cheeks after the tears of joy I shed.

Sharron still fanned her face as she just stood off stage.

“Wow,” Adelia said as she took her place on the couch. Like me, she needed her makeup fixed. The caramel-skinned, mixed-race talk show host gave me a big smile. “That had to keep viewership high, and I can just imagine the amount of rewatches that clip will generate.”

“I’m sure there’s already a dozen videos on YouTube remixed of it with sappy music playing. Like Sarah McLachlan or something.”

“Ah, yes, oldies are always nice to put on songs.”

I shook my head. I was a little young to know Sarah McLachlan at her height during the Nineties, but I forgot that I had a decade on Adelia. Then I shivered, remembering that Nirvana played on oldie rock networks on Spotify and Pandora these days.

Where had the years gone?

“Well,” Adelia said, “you good to continue, Becky? That almost wiped me out.”

“I am,” I said, taking a deep breath. “I didn’t think talking about that night would bring up such emotions and…”

My words trailed off as Adelia held up her hand. “Let’s save that for when we’re live. Which is in…?”

“Five seconds,” the male producer answered. He stood between two of the cameras streaming this interview live to the world. Behind him lurked the shadowy studio audience. I could feel them still buzzing with the emotional high they shared in.

“Welcome back,” Adelia said smoothly when the red lights blinked on atop the camera. “For those just joining in, I’m here with President Becky Woodward celebrating her forty-eighth birthday. We’ve been talking about her life as the world’s first futa. You just missed out on an emotional display as she discussed attending the wedding of her ex-boyfriend, Kurt Albertson. The very man whose cum triggered her transformation.”

“Hard to forget a guy that changes your life,” I quipped, sitting up straight.

“I bet,” Adelia said. “Now, you said that you realized how empty your life was after seeing him wit his new bride, Rosemary.”

“I was twenty-three, been a futa for four-and-a-half years. I never had a girlfriend in all of that time. I was just having sex. Five or six different women a day. Sometimes more. It was pleasure, pure hedonism. I was breeding nubile virgins and married MILFs. It was incredible, but seeing Kurt and Rosemary’s love reminded me of what I would have had if this never happened.

“Kurt and I would have been in that much love. Or so I always thought.” I shrugged. “I don’t know what would my life had been like if I hadn’t changed, but I thought I’d have what Rosemary did. And now… I felt it’s loss. I didn’t have a purpose.”

“So did you go out and try to find one?” Adelia asked.

“I started to, but it was just easier for me to get lost in the pleasure of new pussy. It was such a… distraction.”

Adelia laughed, rich and full of honest joy. “Mmm, I bet it was.”

“I didn’t find a purpose until I was nominated for president. That really sharpened my life into focus.” I shrugged. “But that didn’t have for… what, another fifteen years. So I just spent the rest of my twenties and half my thirties just… existing. I did weird jobs, whatever amusements I could find to change things up before it got boring.”

“Like starring in a porno about your own life?” Adelia asked.

“That was… novel.” I leaned back. “I think the Japanese game show was one of the weirdest things I experienced during this time. It was… a couple years after the wedding, maybe three and…”

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January 7th, 2025

I had no idea what the announcer was saying as he spoke in such rapid Japanese. I barely knew any of the language. It wasn’t that hard living in Tokyo when you only spoke English, and the TV studio was a big help, providing me with so many comforts so they could have me for their new game show: “Futanari Explosion!”

Yep, they used the English word there and it always made me giggle when the announcer said it in this super dramatic voice struggling with the word. The Japanese, I’d learned, had a hard time with L’s and multiple consonants piled together.

The host, Osamu Kato, had such energy. The balding, short Japanese man, his skin a dark shade of olive, raced up and down the stage as he cheered on the dozen or so women who were running an obstacle course in order to win the grand prize of the game: getting fucked by me live on Japanese TV.

I kept hearing my name, pounced as “Bakukee,” shouted by Mr. Osamu as he screamed into his microphone. The dozen women were racing forward through suspended punching bags painted garish shades of pinks and purples. They knocked the naked women around, making their luscious tits jiggle. All were native Japanese women in their twenties or thirties, fit and sexy. The first three to make it to the end would participate in the rest of the show.

My dick ached and throbbed as I watched the lead woman—an energetic Japanese gal with round, bouncing tits—burst out of the swinging punching bags and raced to a balance beam over what looked to a pit full of vanilla pudding.

The watching crowd whooped and cheered as the naked woman stepped out onto the thin beam, her arms thrust out before her. Her silky, black hair danced about her shoulders as her dainty feet stepped across it.

The end of the obstacle course loomed before her. She just had to navigate a steep slope with a moat of a black, tar-like liquid at the bottom. Maybe it was chocolate syrup. Or, here in the Japan, it could have been something else.

They had such weird snack foods.

A second woman burst out of the punching bags, young and youthful. She darted out onto the beam with such confidence. She made it two steps before she slipped. I winced as she fell, straddling the beam, my pussy clenching in sympathy as her small tits bounced. Then she rolled to the right and fell into the pudding.

The crowd cheered louder. Mr. Osamu shouted in his microphone while striking a strange pose. He wore a purple tracksuit of all things, a gold medallion dangling about his neck like he was some sort of rap star.

More women were bursting out of the punching bags. The bottleneck to get on the balance beam had them all tousling and scrambling together. A busty woman gasped as she was pushed off, her hair streaking around her face as she went splat into the pudding, her tits heaving.

These women were ravenous to have sex with me.

A tall and slender woman was the next across the balance beam while the first was leaping to the slope. She grasped a bump and began climbing up it to the top while the slender woman darted across the beam in record time. Other women were falling into the pudding, but another two managed to cross.

Mr. Osamu was almost hysterical, his face going ruddy as he screamed into the microphone. That first woman hauled herself to the top and smacked one of the three buttons. Then she bounced on her heels and thrust out her fingers in a V while the cameras recorded her perky body and heaving tits.

She was sexy. They all were.

My futa-dick ached and throbbed. I wondered if I would get to fuck her before the nation of Japan. I fisted my girl-cock as I waited, a camera trained on me. I winked at it, my blonde hair falling about my face, my round tits swaying. The second woman reached the top, smacking another button. Her small tits jiggled as she threw an arm into the air and cried out in Japanese:

“Yatta!”

I had no idea what it meant.

Two women, one short and busty and the other petite and girlish, jumped for the slope at the same time. The short woman’s big tits heaved before her. She smacked into the side and grasped one of the round protrusions on the slope. The petite girl hit the slope. She gasped, scrambled for purchase, then tumbled. She let out a gasp before rolling down and landing in the thick, dark syrup. Her tiny tits quivered, the sauce spilling up them as she squirmed on her rump.

The busty girl made it to the top and hit the last button.

“Winners!” shouted Mr. Osamu in English.

And just like that, the lights died as the first commercial break went in. I groaned, my pussy leaking juices down my thighs. This was the premier episode of the game show, and it was wild. I couldn’t believe the obstacle course these girls had to run through. They were all so eager for it, too. The winning girls were brought over to me. The all smiled at me, their eyes so smoky.

I learned their names then.

The first girl was Junko. She had an energetic bounce about her and a cute, round face. Her breasts swayed as she couldn’t stop moving. She gave me a cute wave and fluttered her eyes at me before breaking into giggles.

The second girl, the tall and slender one, was more reserved but still obviously eager to be here. She kept fingering her nipples as she wiggled her hips. çankırı escort Her name was Hanako. “Which means Little Flower, Becky-san,” she added to me. “I told have very sweet flower.”

“I bet you do,” I told her, my dick aching, barely parsing her broken English.

“Watashi wa Kimiko,” the third girl said, her big tits jiggling. I knew enough Japanese now to understand she said: “I am Kimiko.” She squirmed, rubbing her thighs together, her pussy shaved and glistening.

“Okay, we have quick interview with the girls, then the fun begins,” Mr. Osamu said, giving me a big grin. “Okay, Becky?”

“Okay!” I said, giving him a thumbs up with my left hand; my right was occupied. “I’ll just keep jerking my dick.”

“Such big dick,” Hanako muttered, her eyes staring at it with such hunger. Then she gasped as Osamu turned her around to face the cameras.

I had no idea what any of the contestants said as they answered questions. Japanese spilled so fast out of their mouths. It sounded so musical, so beautiful, and utterly alien to me. The girls were all eager. They all were squirming, especially Junko. They faced away from me during the interviews, letting me enjoy their three naked asses, Hanako’s thick bush gleaming with drops of her pussy juices.

I fondled my round breast, my pink nipple aching. My hand wanted to pump my cock faster, but I had to wait. I couldn’t cum. Yet. After seven years since I became a futanari, the world had changed so much. Even here in Japan, they were showing sex on a game show, complete with naked girls. In America, the 28th Amendment passed last year giving adults the freedom to have sex wherever they wanted, even on national TV.

No longer did the FCC have to look the other way when I was getting naughty on TV thanks to the Becky Amendment, as people were calling it.

What would the world be like in another decade or so when the first of my daughters became eighteen. Would they make women as horny as I did? Would they cause them to go into hyper-ovulation and heat, becoming so eager to be bred by me? In a hundred years, would the human race only be futanari?

Maybe.

“It’s time for FUTANARI CUM EXPLOSION!” Mr. Osamu said, suddenly shouting in English.

The three contests spun around, Kimiko’s big tits bouncing before her. They fell to the ground before me and began wrestling each other. Their naked bodies slipped and squirmed around each other as the three fought to be on top.

I shuddered at the sight of their bodies rubbing together. Hard nipples thrust from their breasts. They pressed their tits into each other. They moaned and groaned, thighs rubbing against juicy pussies. Hands grabbed rumps.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!” chanted the watching crowd.

I fisted my cock hard now. No holding back. I stood over the three wrestling, squirming women. They gasped and moaned, crying out in Japanese as they all struggled to be on top, to be exposed to my spurting jizz when I orgasmed.

It was so hot. One moment, Kimiko and her big tits was heaving on top of the pile, her eyes so eager, the next energetic Junko was onto, her round breasts bouncing before her, dusky-olive nipples so hard. Then Hanako squirmed to the top, her slender rump thrusting up at me, her dark bush gleaming wet between her thighs.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I groaned. “Ooh, you little sluts want to be covered in my jizz.”

“Becky-san!” Hanako moaned before she vanished back into the pile.

“CUM! CUM! CUM!”

The entire studio rumbled with the crowd’s passion. It fed the ache building and building in the depths of my pussy. I kept myself on edge all through the obstacle course and the interviews, my ovaries begging to unleash a huge load of jizz.

“You three sluts just want to be coated in it.”

“Yes, yes, slut!” groaned Kimiko. She popped out on top, her round face twisted in pleasure. “Spill seed on us, Becky!”

“Cover us!” gasped Hanako.

“Futanari no Seishi!” moaned Kimiko, her hands cupping her tits before Junko seized those big breasts and pulled her down to the floor again.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I gasped, my pussy clenching.

My hand flew up and down my dick. The pressure built and built at the spongy tip, aching to burst out of me. Every time my stroking hand reached the pinnacle and caressed my crown, pleasure shot down to my pussy and ovaries.

My face twisted. All of Japan watched right now. I bet women were fingering their cunts or jamming dildos into their pussies wishing they were one of three writhing before me about to be bathed in my jizz.

My hand shot up to the tip of my dick. My tits heaved. Pleasure exploded in the depths of my pussy. My orgasm rippled through my cunt. My pussy convulsed, flooding juices hot down my thighs while my dick…

My dick erupted.

Cum shot from my girl-cock. My white splattered for the three writhing women. Kimiko popped out between Junko and Hanako, cupping those big tits. My cum splattered across them. That first load spilled all over her heaving mounds.

Junko scrambled. She thrust her face up and over Kimiko’s big boobs. I groaned, my second blast splattering across her cheek and nose before the other half painted a short line on Kimiko’s heaving tit right across her nipple.

“Yes, yes, yes!” I howled, fisting my cock as my jizz pumped out of me.

Pleasure slammed into my mind. Dizzying waves of bliss surged over me. The crowd thundered their excitement while my cum splattered the three girls. Hanako managed get a stripe of pearly jizz across her side and hip and Kimiko got another big load to splash on her shaved pussy, my jizz rolling over her juicy labia.

My final spurt erupted. Kimiko darted her head forward, eyes closed, while Hanako did the same. Most landed on Kimiko, a curving line that went over her lips before spilling onto Hanako’s forehead and into her black hair.

“Ooh, that was good,” I panted.

“Futanari cum explosion!” roared Mr. Osamu.

“FUTANARI CUM EXPLOSION!” cheered the crowd while the three contestants gained their feet.

The winner was clear. Kimiko had easily twice my cum dripping off her body. I shuddered, my body buzzing with rapture while Kimiko bounced her jizz-splattered tits before the cameras and the cheering crowd, more of my spunk leaking down her thighs.

Round one was over.

Round two was… interesting. I didn’t get to participate, which I thought was a shame. I just had to sit around and look sexy, my futa-cock thrusting up from my lap, my twenty-five-year-old body on display for every one to ogle. The three women knelt on their hands on knees on padded pillows while piston sex machines were moved in behind them.

If you don’t know what a piston sex machine is, they might be the most expensive sex toy in the world. They provide motors for fucking dildos in and out of a woman’s pussy. If you’ve ever seen a porno of a girl getting fucked by a pistoning dildo, it was similar to one of these devices. They maneuvered each one behind the contestant, sliding a thick, bumpy dildo into her pussy.

I wished it was my dick, but there was only one of me.

I sat before them, the prize they were all shooting for. The three women all stared at me with such hunger. Then the puzzles were dumped out before them. They weren’t big puzzles, only seventy-five pieces, but you try putting one together while a dildo pumped in and out your pussy.

“PUSSY PUZZLE EXPLOSION!” shouted Mr. Osamu at the top of his lungs, his gold medallion bouncing on his chest as he leaped up into the air.

The machines hummed to life. The women gasped and moaned as the dildos fucked their cunts. Fast. They pistoned in and out of them with speeds no guy, or a blonde futanari, could match. In moments, pussy cream dribbled down their thighs.

The three women moaned in Japanese, their faces twisted in rapture. Kimiko’s heavy tits swayed back and forth, my cum dribbling down her breasts to her fat nipples. Junko’s had a nice bounce to them as she sorted through her puzzle, struggling to assemble her pieces. Hanako’s firm titties hardly moved, but she had a flood of pussy juices flowing down her thighs.

She thrust her tongue through her plump lips and went to work on the puzzle.

“Ooh, yes, yes, put those puzzles together and you’ll get to enjoy me,” I moaned, thrusting my legs wide, my pussy on display for them, my blonde bush soaked by my juices. I fisted my dick, precum spilling out the tip. My toes curled as I whimpered in delight. Such pleasure built and built in me. “Yes, yes, you can do it.”

The girls moaned and gasped, fumbling at the pieces. The machines fucked their pussies so fast and hard. It was such a wicked treat to enjoy. My toes curled as I pumped my hand up and down my dick. I didn’t have to hold back.

And neither did the contestants.

“Iku!” Kimiko howled, her back arching as she exploded on the dildo fucking in and out of her pussy. Her orgasmic bliss burned across her face while her hand scattered her puzzle, breaking several pieces off.

Beside her, Junko shook her head, struggling against the pleasure. It spilled across her features. I leaned forward, fisting my dick so hard and fast. My pussy clenched as I smiled at her. She stared up at me.

“Becky!” Junko moaned. “Futa-chan!”

“Yes!” I groaned as she orgasm. My futa-dick pulsed. My hot cum fired up my body to splatter my tits.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” screamed the crowd as I writhed in bliss, my dick erupting, coating my breasts in my own jizz for the nation of Japan to witness. My eyes fluttered as I groaned, the bliss flooding through my body.

I loved it. It was so incredible. I drank it as the rapture pumped through me. My hips kept fucking up into the air. I whimpered, grinding my teeth together as I savored such bliss pumping through my veins, electrifying my passions.

The chair creaked beneath me. I squirmed and groaned. My ass clenched and my toes spasmed. düzce escort My head leaned back as the crowd cheered on my pleasures. My futa-dick spurted a final time, a powerful blast that splashed salt across my face.

“Futanari explosion!” I shouted.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” the crowd answered.

I panted, my round breasts heaving as the pleasure coursed through my body. I whimpered and shook my head, my entire body buzzing from the delight that pumped through me. I drank in the applause, the whoops, the joy the audience took in witnessing my orgasm. I loved being in front of people.

This game show would be awesome. It was like hosting the Ms. Bred Beauty Pageant, but I only got to do that once a year. I would get this rush every week. Something to fill my heart. I smiled, my tits heaving, my cum running down them.

I sat up, blinking, staring at the contestants.

Junko had recovered from her orgasm while busty Kimiko still gasped and moaned, pussy juices flooding down her thighs. Was she cumming again? Her big breasts swayed as her hands clenched about puzzle pieces. Hanako, in the center, concentrated. Her flushed face stared down at the Pieces her fingers working. She had an impressive lead.

But could she keep it.

“Mmm,” I purred, my right hand idly sweeping up the cum dribbling down my tits. I brought it to my lips, savoring the salty treat as I watched the tall and slender Hanako fumble with a puzzle piece.

The piston sex machine fucked her as hard as the other two. Her entire body trembled. Her eyes squeezed tight. Her jaw clenched. Her entire face contorted. I groaned, realizing she warred against an orgasm. Would she surrender to the piece. Junko was catching up. The energetic girl’s hands flying as she scooped up puzzle pieces.

Hanako whimpered. Her hand fumbled to push in the next piece. She was just so close. She squeezed her eyes shut again, her face contorting. Junko let out a shout of delight, popping in another one of her pieces.

“Come on,” I muttered and then scooped up an other gob of cum. I brought it to my mouth and popped it in.

Loved it.

“You can do it,” I groaned. Something about Hanako’s determination filled me with delight.

Her eyes snapped open. She grabbed her piece and jammed it in. Then she grabbed her final piece, twisted it, the piston sex machine fucking her pussy so hard and fast. My own cunt clenched in envy, wanting to experience that pistoning delight.

Then Hanako popped her piece in. “Yatta!”

She surrendered to her passion. Her face fell as she orgasmed so hard, triumph burning about her face. The crowd roared as for the winner of the second round. I groaned, loving the look of bliss rippling across Hanako’s face.

She earned every moment of bliss coursing through her body. She deserved every bit of the rapture surging through her. I was so happy for her. I beamed at her and trembled in delight. Her head snapped up, her small tits jiggling.

“WINNER!” howled Mr. Osamu. He grabbed her arm and wrenched her up to her feet, pulling her pussy off the fucking machine. “WINNER! PUSSY PUZZLE EXPLOSION!”

I just shuddered while the other two girls stood on unsteady feet. And that brought us to the question round. The three girls were brought before small plinths, all made of clear plastic, topped with a red button. It was so skinny so as not to hide their bodies, Kimiko’s big tits covered in my drying jizz. Behind them were the score boards. Hanako and Kimiko both had twenty points, a two question lead, over poor Junko.

She’d have to be quick.

I trembled in my chair. Whoever came out of this with the most points, would win. I sat on my throne, the prize for the three girls. They faced me, licking their lips, all so hungry for it. All so eager to rush at me.

Each wore a collar with a chain that lead back to a wall making sure none of the losers tried to rush at me and mount me. Only the winner got that joy. At least on camera. I had no doubts I would enjoy all three of them before the night was over.

And, of course, the winner won some money, but I doubt any of those three really cared about it. Not when they stared at me with such hunger in their eyes. They licked their lips, eyes glassy, pale-olive faces flushed.

Kimiko fondled those big, lush tits. Junko fingered her pussy, her digits buried into her thick, black bush.

I didn’t understand the first question. I wish I spoke some Japanese.

Junko smacked her buzzer, her round breasts heaving, her left hand still fingering her twat. She answered in Japanese and bells went off. Mr. Osamu pulled out the clothespin from his pocket. Punishments weren’t uncommon in Japanese game shows.

My nipple throbbed as he clamped it onto Junko’s nipple. She gasped and shuddered, her face scrunching up with pain. Then her eyes landed on me. She stared at me with such intensity, enduring the pain for a chance to fuck me.

Behind her, 10 points appeared on the board. I blinked. She got the question right?

Mr. Osamu barked out his next question. Kimiko smacked in, said something in Japanese. A loud, honking sound played and red lights flashed. She got it wrong. Then Junko smacked her board and shouted something.

Bells rang. She winced, threw back her shoulders, and thrust her round tits at Mr. Osamu to accept her “point.” My futa-cock twitched as he clamped her other nipple with the clothespin. She shuddered, dancing in place, her left hand still fingering her pussy while she let out a moan of pain.

Or of rapture.

Then I understood why a contestant would want to win those earlier rounds and earn bonus points. It meant less clothespins clamped on their tits. I shuddered as I watched the questions fly out of Mr. Osamu’s mouth, the girls smacking in, their breasts jiggling. They’d answer questions then tense, waiting for the pain. Soon, all three had both nipples clamped and Junko had two more clothespins biting into her tits, pinching her flesh.

She endured it for me.

I shuddered, feeling so flattered that these three Japanese women allowed their tits to be clamped just to fuck me. They all moaned. They all gasped. Soon, all three were masturbating. Their faces were flushed. Juices flowed down their thighs as they stammered through their answers. They were all moaning, shuddering.

“Becky-san!” whimpered Junko. She had seven clothespins dangling off her tits plus the two on her nipples. “Becky-san!” Her face contorted in rapture as she came, finding ecstasy amid the pain coursing through her tits.

It was so beautiful.

Hanako smacked her buzzer, taking advantage of Junko’s distraction, and receiving her fifth clothespin on her small tits. She didn’t have much tits, so her skin looked stretched taut by the clothespins. She leaned over, moaning, her fingers plunging in and out of her thigh.

The crowd drank it in.

Hanako smacked the buzzer on the next question and took the lead. Her body swayed, her nipples bouncing as the clothespins pulled on them. She stared at me with such hungry eyes as Mr. Osamu barked out the next question.

Her and Junko both smacked their hands down. Kimiko, who only had two clothespins on her big tits, didn’t even try. I gasped as Hanako’s light came on. She landed just slightly ahead of Junko. She cried out her answer. “Fujisan!”

“Kurekuto!” howled Mr. Osamu. He said then when they got them right. He pulled out one last clothespin and clipped it onto her right breast. She groaned, her body contorting. Then he stepped back and shouted. “WINNER! FUTANARI EXPLOSION!”

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” shouted the crowd.

With a buzz, Hanako’s collar snapped open. Released, the winner charged at me. Her tall, lithe body dashed past Mr. Osamu. Her small breasts jiggled. The clothespins pinching her tits and nipples bouncing up and down. She had such joy in her eyes.

“Becky-san!” she moaned, falling to her knees. “I win you! I win futanari explosion!”

Such joy burned in her slanted eyes.

“Yes, you did,” I groaned as she gasped my futa-dick, fisting it before all of Japan. The cameras moved in, recording her ducking her head down and burying her face into my blonde bush.

I groaned as her hungry tongue lapped at my pussy with such energy. She fluttered it up my folds. I groaned, my toes curling. My round, cum-stained tits heaved from the shock of pleasure rippling through me. My dick throbbed in her stroking hand. She fisted up and down my dick while staring up at me past my shaft.

“I win!” she moaned again then licked at my labia.

“You are a winner, Hanako!” I gasped, her tongue fluttering along my folds. “Just enjoy. Eat my pussy.”

“Pussy!” she gasped. Then she sucked on my labia for a moment. “So good. Yum.”

I loved her enthusiasm. She endured the clothespins, completed the obstacle course, fought off the piston sex machine pleasure all so she could love me. A dizzy thrill ran through me. My futa-dick throbbed in her hand. I loved this.

Her tongue bathed my pussy. She licked up my juices as they flowed out of me. She feasted on my cream while the crowd celebrated her victory. I squirmed on my throne, loving this. Loving this country.

“I love Japan!” I moaned, my futa-dick throbbing in her stroking hand. Every time she pumped up the pinnacle and massaged my spongy crown, my pussy clenched on her probing tongue.

She swirled it through my depths. She plundered in and out of my cunt, teasing me, driving me so wild. My eyes fluttered. My heart pounded. I squirmed and shuddered. My eyes rolled back in my head. It was such a delicious delight. I savored this. My thighs squeezed about her face.

Her hand stroked faster and faster. She worshiped me with that naughty tongue. She was so skilled about it. I whimpered as my orgasm built and built in me. My ovaries grew tighter and tighter. My toes curled and—

“Futa-chan,” Mr. Osamu said, leaning in at gümüşhane escort me as I shuddered. “How is Hanako-chan doing? Is she making your pussy feel very well?”

“Oh, yes,” I panted as he held out his microphone before me. “Such a good pussy licker. She’s going to make me cum so hard.”

Then he leaned down, lowering the microphone. He spoke to her in Japanese. She lifted her face, her lips and cheeks shiny with my juices. She had such a beaming smile on her face as she answered him in their musical, beautiful tongue.

Then she leaned up and sucked on the tip of my girl-dick.

My eyes bulged at the sudden warmth engulfing my dick. Her amazing tongue that just so pleased my pussy now danced around the spongy crown of my dick. I groaned and shuddered. My pussy clenched, my toes curling.

“And how is her cock-sucking?” asked Mr. Osamu.

“Oh, she’s good,” I moaned. Then I gasped as Hanako jammed a pair of fingers into my pussy. “Very good. She’s going to make me cum.”

“Just flood her mouth will all your… jism. Your futa-jism?”

“Yes, yes, all of it!” I moaned, my pussy clenching down on those delightful digits pumping away inside of me.

My body shuddered. The pleasure surged down my cock and swirled through my snatch. It was such a wicked delight. My eyes fluttered while the bliss rippled through me. She sucked so hard on my girl-dick while plundering my cunt. My ovaries drank in the stimulation.

It wouldn’t be long before I exploded. My head tossed, one of the cameras moving in, getting a close-up of my flushed face. I stared right into it, looking out at the nation of Japan as Hanako thrust a third finger into my cunt while her mouth slid up and down my dick.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I screamed out. “I’m going to… Cum!”

My futa-jizz fired into Hanako’s mouth. My pussy convulsed about her thrusting fingers. She plunged them in deep, burying them into the hilt in me. My body shivered. Stars burst across my vision while I shuddered and writhed in rapture. My legs shook while ecstasy fired into my mind.

Hanako moaned about my erupting girl-cock. She swallowed down my seed. Her eyes squeezed shut. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked hard, drawing out more and more cum from the reservoir of my ovaries.

“Oh, that was good,” I groaned.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” howled Mr. Osamu.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” roared the crowd.

Hanako’s mouth popped off my dick, cum and her drool leaking down her chin. “Futanari explosion!” she gasped as she rose. “Yummy futanari explosion!”

“Uh-huh,” I groaned as her small tits came in to sight, still covered in the clothespin, both her nipples pinched tight.

She grasped my shaft. She stroked me as she straddled my waist. I groaned as she brought my cock to her juicy pussy. Then she impaled herself down my shaft. Her juicy pussy swallowed my clit-dick, my crown still hypersensitive from my orgasm.

I whimpered as she sank down it. Her head arched back, thrusting those small, clothespin-pinched tits at me. Her hands grasped my blonde hair as she worked her hips, sliding and swirling her pussy around my futa-cock.

“Damn!” I groaned. “Oh, Hanako, you’re so hot.”

“Futa-cock!” she moaned. “Big futa-cock!” Then she cried out in Japanese.

Mr. Osamu laughed.

Pleasure coursed through my body. A dizzy delight rippled through me as I stared at those small, jiggling breasts bouncing before me. The clothespins flicked up and down. They looked so painful. I grabbed one pinching at the bottom of her right tip and squeezed the ends, freeing her.

Her pussy clamped down at me. She gasped, her tits quivering. The pale imprint in her flesh flushed dark as the blood rushed back in. She whimpered, her cunt feeling incredible about my dick. She quivered atop me.

“Futa-chan!” she panted, pumping her tight cunt up and down my girl-dick. “More! More! Feel good!”

I seized another clothespin from her other breast. I yanked it off. She squealed, her pussy clamping down hard about my girl-dick. The grip of her silky cunt made me tremble. Pleasure spilled down my shaft while the ache built and built at the tip.

I wanted to erupt into her silky heaven so badly. I wanted to pump her full of all my jizz. I seized another clothespin and ripped it off her tit. Then a fourth. She gasped and squealed, her nipples bouncing, still pinched.

“You get so hot when I take these off,” I groaned. “Your pussy feels amazing. Makes me want to cum in you.”

“Yes, yes, cum! Breed! Give me baby! Futa-baby!” Her face contorted in ecstasy. She slammed her cunt down my cock, engulfing every inch of me in her juicy pussy.

Was there anything better than a hot pussy fucking up and down my cock? Tight, hot, silky, wet pussy. I loved it.

I could feel her building towards her orgasm. She craved it. She wanted my seed pumping into her, craved that explosive release. It would shudder through her. She would ride that wave right to her ecstatic bliss, gasping and moaning, crying out for all the world to hear as she milked my cock, eager for my futa-cum to breed her.

My ovaries clenched. They were eager to unleash more of my cum. In nine months, Japan would be awash in my futa-daughters. They loved futanari here. They had an entire genre about women growing dicks before I ever appeared.

Now they wrote them about me. I saw so many comics, and even an Anime on their TV, starring me. It was all so incredible. It made me ache and throb. My hips thrust up from the throne, meeting her pussy slamming down my shaft.

Our flesh slapped together. Her small tits jiggled with their firm perkiness. Her nipples bounced, waving those clothespins. They begged to be pulled off. To give this heavenly creature some sort of relief.

I grasped the one on her right nipple. I tugged on it. She gasped, her pussy clenching down so hard on my futa-cock. I groaned at the tight grip. It was incredible. My head tossed back and forth, my pussy clenching and toes curling.

She engulfed every inch of my futa-cock as I pulled off the clothespin.

Her right nipple sprang into its normal thick, thrusting shape. She squealed in rapture. Her head tossed back and forth, black hair dancing in silky strands about her face. Her pussy clenched down so hard on my girl-dick.

Her juices flowed, soaking my crotch.

“Futa-chan!” she moaned, her eyes fluttering. “Yes, yes, yes. So good! Cum in me! Breed me!”

“Oh, I will,” I told her, giving her a big grin.

I ripped off her other clothespin. She gasped, freed of all the pain. I leaned down, engulfing her sore nub, soothing it with my wet mouth. My tongue swabbed around it. Her hands dug into my blonde hair as she slammed down my girl-shaft.

And came.

Her pussy convulsed about my dick. Her flesh writhed about me. I groaned and shuddered, sucking so hard on her nipples. It was such a wicked thrill. Her flesh spasmed about me, milking me, driving me wild with such rapture. I groaned, my eyes squeezing shut.

“Breed me!” she gasped. “Give me futa-jism. Yes, yes. Thick cream! In my pussy! Baby! Give me you baby, Becky!”

I squeezed my eyes shut. Her pussy writhed about my cock, sucking at it. She rose up it, her rippling flesh caressing me the entire way. My sensitive tip drank it in, feeding the pressure mounting right there.

She slammed down my girl-dick again.

I groaned about her nipple.

My futa-cock unloaded into her pussy. My jizz fired. Blast after blast of my futa-seed spurted out of me and into her pussy. She squirmed on me, quivering and moaning. She held me to her tit as I sucked on it, flooding the tall, Japanese winner with all my cum.

“FUTANARI EXPLOSION!” roared the crowd as I bred Hanako before their eyes.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

April 17th, 2047

“The Japanese definitely make things interesting,” Adelia said. She leaned forward. “I hear they really embraced futas. Your daughters are all celebrities over there.”

I nodded my head. “Oh, they loved me.” I grinned at her. “I learned after being there a few weeks that the Japanese Diet had revoked their censorship laws before I arrived. They didn’t used to allow depictions of cocks and pussies over there. Not in any of their porn, what they call hentai.”

“Really?” Adelia frowned. “But I thought Japan used to be infamous for its openness about sex and porn. Wasn’t that how it was before you came along?”

“They were, but after their surrender to America during World War II, General MacArthur put in this decency clause into their constitution. So the Japanese blur out genitals in their porn, or use little black lines in their comic drawings, often just covering the frenulum and slit of penis, and the labial lips and clitoris of a woman. It’s weird. But, because of me, they got rid of it, letting Futanari Explosion exist.”

“Wow,” Adelia said. “And you were quite the celebrity over there.”

“Oh, yes, I bred so many of their idol stars, what they call the girls in their pop band. Well, at least the ones who were over eighteen. You see, they have these all girl bands over there, like boy bands here in the states. They can get quite big, some boasting twenty or more members. I did a concert with Kawaii Five and bred all of them right there on stage while their fans cheered them on.”

“Sounds like you had quite a fun time in Japan.”

“I did…” I sighed. “I mean, I enjoyed being on the game show for a few years and Japan in general, but, well, I got bored. It was all just sex. Great sex, but it was time for me to move on to other delights.”

“Is that why you joined that reality show?”

“Living with the Futa,” I said, shaking my head. “Isn’t that just such an unoriginal title? Like something a writer slapped-dashed together in a pitch meeting and it stuck. But it came at the right time. I was bored with all the sex on the game show. It sounded fun. Living with the same girls for a month like it was the bachelorette. I even thought I might find love.”

“Well, we know you didn’t find love.”

I shook my head, my face falling. “Only drama.”

To be continued…

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Mahendranath, age 52, clad in white Panjabee suit, sat on the king-size bed supporting his back completely on the pile of soft pillows at the headrest of the bed. He was absently flicking his overgrown, full set of mustache that almost hung on either side of his lips. The room was lightly lit, delicately decorated.

His impatient flickering of his fat mustache and occasional scratches on his enormous belly over the Panjabee finally came to a hault when he saw the front door opening, ever so slowly and then his niece Neha, age 19, clad in a bright red salwar kameez, entered into the room. Closed the door behind her softly, see turned facing her uncle, Her big, beautiful eyes wearing a mixture of tension and guilt.

Mahendranath silently gasped as his heart suddenly started pumping excess blood as he stared at the ethereal, magnificent beauty standing there not so far from where he sat on the bed. His niece Neha, wearing that red salwar suit was looking absolutely stunning. She stood not too tall, not too short either with her slender frame. The kameez was body-tight and clung to every sexy curves of her 19 year old body.

Her beautiful face was glowing with the application of slight make-up. Her full, pouty lips shining red and glistening in the soft light which also accentuated her small, haughty chin. The two long pieces of ornament hanging from both her ears were sparkling invitingly in the mild, flowing luminescence. Mahendranaths heart jumped involuntarily as his saw his nieces upright, firm 34C boobs straining against the material of her kameez audaciously.

The twin mounds on her chest protruded out with perfect symmetry feeling completely and stretching the fabric of the kameez over them in a very attractive manner. The kameez also outlined her tiny waist and her deliciously bulging opulent buttocks in full vigor. She was Voluptuous yet slender, audacious yet naive… the perfect combination Mahendranath longed in his fantasy.”Come here,”

Mahendranath patted his thighs “Don’t be afraid”. He said with a sly grin under his mustache. Neha hesitated, then came to her uncle on the bed. Sat on van escort the edge.”Ummm” He purred softly as he pulled the Udni of the Kameez away from his beautiful niece’s neck. He trailed a finger over her now exposed neck, softly scratching the glowing flawless white skin as Neha mildly shuddered taking a sharp breath.

Then he came closer to her from behind and with both his palms caught his beautiful nice perky and audacious C-cup breasts from over the red Kameez. “Does anybody else know about this?” he whispered in her ear as his hands firmly squeezed those soft, warm mounds of spongy flesh from over the Kameez “No..” Neha said, her voice almost like a murmur as her body stiffened of having her breasts kneaded by her uncle’s rough, demanding palms, his breath on her ear giving her goose bumps all over she arched her

Back slightly outwards thrusting her chest forward as an involuntary reaction, only ending up squashing her soft boobs more against her uncle’s warm, strong palms. As a result her soft young breasts distorted in shape from the pressure of the palms and two soft balls of pinky white flesh emerged over the neckline of her flamboyantly red Kameez, Ahh.. ummm. you are so soft, and yet so firm.. umm” Mahendranath groaned with sheer delight as his hands greedily squeezed hard his

19 year old nieces breasts from over her red Kameez for a final time, causing the soft, white mounds to almost spill over the low neckline of her Kameez, before sliding them down in a smooth motion over her tummy, then to her thin waist, he said fervently, kneading her waist “umm and you know how hard it is to get a beautiful young girl like you for an old fat man like me nowadays? Do you have any idea? hmm?” he kissed her exposed, soft skin of her neck nibbling lightly, Ahhhh,.. uncleee”

Neha moaned, her young breasts protruding out proudly, thrusting from inside her Kameez as she arched her back again trying to move her tender and vulnerable neck away from her uncle’s teeth, her both hands supporting her at the edge of the bed. Closing her eyes with helpless agitation as the words of her lecher uncle echoed inside yalova escort her ear… ” please..””Please what? Hmmm?”

Mahendranath hissed in his nieces ears, fighting hard the urge to grab those arrogantly protruding mounds pushing taut the red fabric of her kameez on her chest and maul them with fervor again,… his 52 year old deprived lust roaring and lashing at the sight of his young niece’s firm and slender and soft curves. Her soft and sweet girl voice pleading to him got him even more excited ” Why? Don’t tell me you are new to all these!

That you didn’t have anyone touch you or fuck you! Don’t give me those bullshits!” saying this, he brought her fully to bed, made her lie on her back and hugged her coming on top of her pressing her soft, warm young body against the bed..””Ummm… I want you he said between audible kisses all over her beautiful young face and lips,” uhmm,.. I want to fuck this soft, young body of yours so badly… ummmh ..

It’s been so long since I had a beautiful young girl like you, actually I never had anyone so beautiful, uhmmnn , you are your oldie uncles delicious treat Neha, I want to eat those perky tits of yours so bad, I want to squeeze and squeeze them all day. I want to devour your young throbbing cunt uhmmmm.”Uncle, uhmmm, please don’t hurt me, His nieces soft and warm body writhed under his heavy profile as she moaned in her soft sweet voice, her red lips brushing against his stubble check and mustache,

Her sweet warm breath filling his nostrils”ummmm… you should have thought about the consequences when you did those bad thing with yourself on my chair, watching my computer you have been a naughty girl, and you deserve your punishment!” Saying this, he bit lightly on her small cute chin, Ahh,.. uncleeee,…umm, but you said you would take care of me… no matter how naughty I behave..”

Neha moaned again, slightly pouting now..”ummm her girl-pout pushed her 52 year old uncle to the edge, he, without another word quickly got rid of his Pajamas and Nehas salwar. He pulled down her panties as she whimpered exposing her cleanly shaved pink vagina. amasya escort The red lips were parted slightly. It was the most beautiful vagina Mahendranath had ever seen in his life, mounting on top of her again, he pushed his throbbing hard manhood inside his niece’s soft, tight and young and hot pussy all inside in one stroke

And hugged her again.”Aaahhhhh.!” Neha moaned out loudly as her uncle entered her with brutal force and began pumping his dick up and down inside the vice like grip of the tight walls of her young throbbing cunt… “Uncle please…hrmmmm.. umm” Mahendranath gave out an animal groan of pure ecstasy as he plowed his 19 year old nieces soft tender body beneath his… he kissed her cheeks, eyes, lips with smacking sounds while in between he said “

I will take care of my naughty niece.. umm.. no matter what happens,.. ummm.. my hot little doll, my loving niece..””ahh… uncleee..” Neha shrieked as her uncle’s monster hardness stabbed inside her she closed her eyes shut, her body rhythmically jerking with his intense humping. Mahendranath groaned and groaned as he fucked her, he was never so excited and pleasured in his life, so it didn’t take very long until he unloaded gallons and gallons of hot cum inside his niece’s wet, ravaged, throbbing pussy.

With every thrust he groaned out ejaculating deep inside her…. having the most intense orgasm in his life.”umm.” Mahendranath sighed as he was spent and collapsed on his nice soft, warm structure, murmuring “You were not a virgin, were you?”No uncle, Neha managed to let out a feeble voice between her panting from the intense humping she had just got. “ummm..”

He moaned as h kissed his niece on her lips fervently, his limp organ still inside her used vagina, from now on, you will be uncle’s good girl, won’t you? Beautiful?””uhmm. ” Neha sighed as the rough mustache of her uncle tickled the soft skin of her face she kissed him back on the cheek,.. “I will uncle, as long as you never tell what you saw to mom “ummm.. i’d never…umm tell, now let us sleep,

I have all the day with you tomorrow, a long day..””uhmmm” Neha purred under him,.. Feeling his hot cum escaping from her still filled vagina, living a hot trail over her naked thigh. She embraced her uncle wrapping her long slender arms around his neck.

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Athletic

Prologue
I’m laying in a dark, silent room. My wrists are bound above my head to a rope attached to the ceiling. I am on my knees on the carpeted floor below me. I can feel the nakedness of my body, nothing is covering me. Suddenly, I hear a bang, a door in the distance. I look up to the door in front of me, leading who knows where, and I wait for someone to enter. I squeeze my thighs together and shake all of my hair forward to cover my exposed breasts. Finally, the doorknob turns and a man walks in.
“Hello, what do we have here?” He asks in a seductive tone and I lower my head to cover myself some more. My hair is not extremely long but just long enough to cover my breasts. Suddenly, the man jerks my head up by my hair and forces my body to be exposed. Behind him, three other men are standing along with one woman, who is standing in the doorway leaning against the doorframe.
“Your little treat for your good behavior.” The woman answers the first man. He has short black hair with a thin, muscular frame of six feet. My eyes linger on his and his lip curls in a smirk.
“I call the first shower.” He mumbles under his breath. The other boys groan in unison. “We’re gonna have some fun.”

Adam
I am standing in the shower, the man with the dark hair is standing behind me, also completely naked. The water pours over my face and I relax and let it sooth me.
“Wash yourself.” The man demands. I shiver and slowly reach for the shampoo in front of me. I squirt some on my hands and mold it into my hair. Suddenly, his fingers squeeze my nipples from behind and I moan. “Keep washing yourself. Don’t stop.” He whispers in my ear as he continues to massage my nipples between his fingers. I moan with his movements and continue to massage the shampoo into my hair. He slowly slides his hands down my sides and spreads my legs apart, lifting one leg up onto a bench in the shower. He slides his hand in between my legs and rakes his nails up my inner thighs. His right hand slides closer to my pussy and his middle finger slides through my lips to caresses my clit, running slow circles around it. I continue to moan and buck my hips slowly, heat rising to my cheeks.
“You like this don’t you?” He whispers into my ear, rubbing my clit very slowly. I moan and tighten my grip on my hair. “Let’s get you washed up.”
He presses his finger against my clit before pulling away and squirting body wash on his hands. With my arms still raised in the air, he runs his hands up and down my sides, over my belly and up to my breasts. He rubs his thumbs over my nipples and I moan at his touch. He squeezes my breasts and spins my nipples between his fingers, making sure that they are well lathered with soap. He slowly slides his hands down my sides and massages one leg before moving on to the other. Then, he moves to stand in front of me, my leg still on the bench, and grabs my ass. He massages my ass cheeks with the soap and lathers them well before sliding his hands to the outside of my thighs. He brings his head to my ear and whispers:
“Stand still.” And then, with a quick thrust, his manhood rubs against my clit, back and forth. I moan and continue to hold my hands in my hair, the water washing away most of the shampoo. “Look at me.”
I look up at him and I watch his intense blue eyes hold mine with a sudden urgency. I swallow a large lump in my throat as I continue to gasp and moan at his manhood rubbing against my clit. He smiles slightly, his lips curving into a seductive smirk, before he thrusts himself inside me. I cry out and try to pull away but he instead slams my back against the wall behind me, holding the leg that was on the bench over his shoulder. He penetrates me slowly, allowing his manhood to ease in without so much pain. I feel like rape should be different than this, more painful, more fearful, but it feels nice, not so bad.
His thrusts grow faster as his whole eight inches is snuggly fit inside me. I release my hands from my head and slowly wrap them around his neck, continuing to hold his gaze. His mouth is open and I can see beads of sweat immerging on his brow. I wanted to kiss his wet lips and hold one in my mouth, but I don’t know if he will hurt me if I do.
“I…” I begin to say but my words fall from my lips and I can’t speak.
“You… what?” he asks between breaths. I hold his eyes, my mouth open as his manhood thrusts faster and faster, not allowing me to speak let alone breath. I look from his eyes to his lips to his eyes again, hoping he will understand. “You want a kiss.”
I nod as my body convulses with shivers from his penetration. He smiles at me again with that seductive smirk of his and slowly pulls himself out of me, juices dripping from my mound. “Sit.”
He nods his head towards the bench and I hesitantly take a seat. He kneels down in front of me, the water dousing him from behind, and he slowly slides his hands from my knees to my upper thighs and slowly spreads my legs apart.
“Relax and keep your legs open.” He growls under his breath and I nod, relaxing against the wall behind me. His head lowers towards my pussy lips and my eyes widen at the realization of what he is about to do.
“Wait!” I cry softly and he hesitates, holding my gaze. “I’ve never… like that…”
“Never tell me to wait. Do you understand?” He growls at me and I freeze. I nod my head slowly. “You said you wanted a kiss, so I will give you one.”
He continues to make his way down to my pussy lips and kisses them softly. I shiver with the tease of his kiss. He holds my hips with his hands and slowly continues to kiss my pussy lips as if he were kissing my lips. Suddenly, his tongue slides past my lips and his tongue glides over my clit. I gasp with the electricity it sends through me. He then spreads my lips open with his fingers and kisses my clit, sucking it into his mouth. I gasp loudly and ball my hands into fists beside me. He pulls back for a moment to admire my pussy, glancing up at me for a moment and then sucking my clit back into his mouth with more force, holding my gaze.
“Mmm… please stop… I’ve never…” I moan, trying to breath. He continues to stare up at me and I can see the smirk in his eyes as he bites my clit gently, sending more shivers down my spine. I throw my head back and rest it against the wall behind me, biting my lip until it hurts. He slips one finger and then two into me as he continues to nibble my clit and I gasp, bucking my hips slightly.
And then, it’s over. He pulls away and tells me to stand up. He backs away so that the shower water is now aimed at my body. He watches me, looking at my body from my head to my toes, holding his gaze on my privates on his way down.
“My time is up.” He mutters, his smirk returning.
“What do you mean?” I ask softly, a shutter in my tone.
“Don’t forget me, Angelica. I hope that I will be your favorite.” He whispers, moving to stand directly in front of me, holding my chin with his index finger. “My name is Adam,” he leans in closer so that his lips are hovering next to my ear, “the next time we meet, I’ll give you what you wanted.”
He nibbles my earlobe and another shiver soars through my spine before he escorts me out of the shower and hands me a towel.

Josh
Adam escorts me to another room just down the hall from the bathroom. The room has one queen size bed in it with a dresser and another bathroom to the right, the bed on the left. Another man, someone a bit taller and thinner than Adam, is sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Finally! I thought you had forget that we had turns, Adam.” The man says. He is wearing a pair of jeans that sags slightly on his waist. He is bald and has tattoos all over his arms and chest. Adam, whose hand is still wrapped around my arm from his escort, tightens his grip.
“Of course, I didn’t forget, Josh. I just wanted to make sure she was suitable enough for you.” I can hear something change in his voice, as if he is scared or worried. I still have my towel wrapped around my body and am clutching it tightly to my chest. Josh walks over to me and looks from the towel to my face.
“We’ll have to fix this.” He mutters and heat rises to my cheeks. Adam squeezes my arm again before dropping his hand to his side. I shift my gaze to him and hold his eyes for a moment.
“I must go. If you need me, I’ll be right down the hall.”
“Alright, Adam.” Josh growls through gritted teeth. His arms are crossed in front of his chest and he is glaring at Adam in the doorframe. Adam gives him a look before leaving the room. Josh slams the door shut and takes a breath before a large smile spreads across his face.
“I’m not as nice as Adam is, princess.” He growls, looking at me out of the corner of his eye. My stomach does summersaults as he grins at me. He stands to his full height, almost two heads taller than me, and he rips the towel away. I wrap my breasts with one hand and cover my mound with the other. Josh chuckles and grabs both of my wrists, raising them above my head and slamming them against the wall behind me. I lower my hair over my breasts, hoping he won’t see me, but it doesn’t work. He holds both of karaman escort my wrists with one hand and with the other he grabs my throat, holding my head against the wall.
His eyes have fire in them and his grin is evil as it engulfs his entire face. He tilts my head to the side and glides his tongue over the side of my face, from my chin to my temple. My eyes widen at the violation and I look at his bed with fear bubbling in my stomach. He tilts my head back to look at him.
“I have a gift for you, princess.” He growls as he slowly removes his hand from my throat and grabs something from his back pocket. He holds a pair of handcuffs in his hand and I scream.
“Please don’t!” He slams his forearm over my throat, silencing me, and his smile is gone.
“I don’t like someone who disobeys, princess. You better remember that while you’re with me or this will be a lot more painful for you than you would like. Do you understand?” He growls and I slowly nod my head. He removes his forearm and puts the cuffs on my wrists, guiding me to the bed and hooking them to a post behind his headrest. Then, he pulls a gag from his other back pocket and shoves it into my mouth before I can scream.
“Can’t have you screaming for Adam, now can I?” He growls and my eyes widen. He chuckles again and stands next to the bed, slowly taking the belt off from around his waist and throwing it onto the bed. He then, slowly, unzips his jeans and slides them off his legs, leaving them on the floor. He leaves his briefs on but I have a feeling that they won’t be there for long. “We’re gonna have some fun, princess. Lots of fun.”
He ties my ankles down with ropes that he grabs from under his bed so that I have no mobility and no way of escaping. I am trapped. And I am scared.
He moves to hover over my breasts and he licks each nipple, slowly, softly, gently. I like how it feels and I moan into the gag. Then I hear the chuckle and my eyes widen. He bites my left nipple, and not a gentle, teasing nibble; but one that sends shooting pain through your chest and makes you cry out. I pull on the cuffs and scream into the gag, begging him to stop. He reaches his hand over and grabs my other breast, squeezing it as hard as he possibly can. I scream again and cry for the pain to cease.
He sucks on my soar nipple and pulls his head an inch away. He lowers his head down to my stomach and he takes another bite out of it, just above my bellybutton. I scream again as he continues to leave bite marks along my stomach.
“I love the sound of your screams. It’s such a… turn on.” He growls before biting the skin just above my pussy. My eyes are wide with fear, worried about what he will do to me. He lifts his head up and looks down at my pussy. He runs a finger over the slit and up from my opening to my clit, gliding his finger over it swiftly before pulling it out of me. I moan softly and he chuckles. He holds my clit between his forefinger and thumb and squeezes softly at first and then with more force. I begin screaming into my gag again at the pain before he releases my clit and moves off the bed.
“I am going to make you cum, princess. Over, and over, and over…” he walks over to the bathroom and when he walks back out, he is holding a whip. My eyes widen and I pull on the restraints binding my wrists and legs. His smiles spreads over his face as he drags the whip over my chest, down my stomach, and down to my pussy, letting it glide over my clit. I gasp at the touch before he pulls the whip away. It is a one strand, short, leather whip. He sets the whip to the side and undoes the restraints on my ankles, flipping me over, and reattaching the restraints.
A moment passes in silence and then there is a crack. The pain shoots through my upper thighs as the whip cracks again over the back of my legs. Another moment passes and the crack falls on my lower back. As much as the whip hurts, I can feel the juices inside me pouring out onto the bedsheets. Five more lashes are laid over my back and I can feel the stickiness of blood leaving traces behind.
Suddenly, after a moment of silence, I can feel his finger slide inside me and I scream against the gag. “Mmm … you’re so wet, princess.” He growls and I gasp as he slides his finger out of me and over my asshole. “Well, what do we have here? A sensitive ass?”
He spreads my ass cheeks apart and I can feel his eyes on me. I close my eyes shut and wait. What I feel is not what I expect. His slimy tongue glides over my asshole and a deep sigh escapes my lips. He flicks his tongue over my hole again and again, more juices pouring out of me. Then, his finger is inside me again as he continues to lick my asshole. I moan and wiggle my ass, trying to turn his head away from me, but his hand is gripping my ass cheek, leaving a print behind. Suddenly, his tongue is gone and in its place I can feel the tip of his manhood.
I scream into the gag and pull on the restraints. I hear his chuckle again before he slowly pushes his manhood into my ass. I continue to scream as the pain is overwhelming. He loosens the restraints on my ankles just enough for me to raise my ass in the air before he penetrates me again. After a few slow strides, his pace quickens and I can hear his body slam into mine with every stride he takes.
“You like that, princess? Damn, you look so good from this view.” He growls and his pace gets quicker and his nails dig into my hips as he holds onto me. My screams fade and turn into loud moans before he cums inside me.
He pulls out and undoes the ankle restraints, flipping me over again and kneeling over me, his knees on either side of me. He raises his dick to my mouth before he removes the gag from my mouth.
“Lick it clean, princess.” He growls. I glare at him and look down at his manhood in my face. I open my mouth to suck it in when he suddenly shoves it all the way into my mouth. “Take it all, princess.” He bucks his manhood back and forth inside my mouth and I can feel the vomit wanting to escape my lips as he hits the back of my throat and ejaculates down my throat.
Suddenly, I gag as he pulls away from me and I vomit the cum off the side of bed, some still left on my chin. Josh laughs and undoes my wrist restraints. I lay on the bed, completely motionless. He lifts my head up by my hair and I lift myself up with my shaking hands.
“Don’t forget me, princess… you’ll be coming back this way sooner or later.” He winks at me and my eyes widen with horror before he kisses my vomit stained lips and shoves me off the bed.

Noah
Josh tells me to walk down the hall to the left and walk into the first door on my right. I look down the right side of the hall toward the bathroom and wish that I was there right now. My mind tries to convince me to go there but I can’t. Someone might hurt me if I do. I walk down the left side of the hall and enter the first door to my left. Upon walking in, I see a third man lying on the bed.
He is shorter than the other two men with very short brown hair. I can see a small, green, life tree tattoo on the left side of his chest and another tattoo on his right wrist. He looks up at me and gives me a smile.
“Hello.” He says softly. He stands from the bed and walks over to me. He is wearing nothing but his briefs and a virgo necklace around his neck, pull tightly so that it is almost completely secured around his neck. I am wearing nothing at all and as he approaches me, I turn my back towards him, putting my hands on the door and leaning my head against them. I feel his feet stop and a finger trace one of the scars on my back from Josh’s whip. I wince and can hear him groan behind me.
“You just came from Josh’s room?” He asks softly and I nod my head slowly. He groans again and takes one of my hands with his and walks me to his bathroom. His room is set up just like Josh’s, only reversed; his bed being on the right side of his room and his bathroom on the left. He tells me to stand facing the mirror in front of the sink and I obey him. My hair is matted in places and my eyes are bloodshot from crying. My nipples are blue and black from Josh’s biting and I can see the bite marks he left on my stomach. I can’t imagine what my back looks like.
The man behind me brings a soapy cloth to my back and I wince, leaning over the sink and clutching the edge of the sink. I bite my bottom lip as more tears fall from my eyes. “Josh likes BDSM shit. I’m sorry he did this to you on your first night. He hasn’t had a good fuck with a girl in a while.”
“Is it… is it bad?” I whisper and he looks at me through the mirror. He gives me a slight smile and shakes his head.
“You’ll be fine in no time, kid. Don’t worry about it.” He says gently and I smile back. He continues to clean the dried blood away until he is satisfied. He rests his hands on my hips and a knot forms in my throat. It is his turn… what will he do to me?
“I want you at your best for when you please me, kid. I won’t do anything to you right now. However,” he slides one hand up to my right breast, the one that isn’t bruised, and massages the nipple while sliding his other hand in between my kırıkkale escort legs and running slow circles around my clit, “I’ll give you something to look forward to.”
I moan softly and continue to clutch the edge of the sink. His lips lower to my neck and he nibbles on the flesh, sucking it into his mouth and leaving small marks on my skin. I sigh and can feel my knees weakening from his touch.
He pulls away and rests a hand on my side, raising the other toward his room. I walk out of the bathroom and look down at his bed. He climbs into it and smiles at me.
“Come sleep with me. We’ll have our fun in the morning.” He winks at me and heat rushes to my cheeks before I climb into bed with him. I lay down, facing away from him, and he wraps his arm around my waist. “Goodnight, Angelica.”
“Goodnight… um…”
“Noah.”
“Okay… goodnight Noah.” I whisper before I fall into a deep sleep.

I wake up the next morning to find Noah’s fingers inside me. My back is to him and he has moved my leg so that he can access my pussy easily. Juices are pouring out of me and I am moaning loudly.
“Good morning, sleepy head.” He whispers in my ear, biting my earlobe. I moan and clutch the bedsheets under me. He slips two fingers inside me and I gasp as he curls them over my gspot.
“Oh Noah…” I moan. Heat rises to my cheeks in embarrassment and he chuckles. He pulls his fingers out of me and tells me to sit up. I do as he says and he gets comfortable on the bed. He raises his hands to rest under his head and he nods towards his manhood, his briefs gone.
“Suck it.” He demands and I hesitate for a moment before leaning down and taking his manhood into my mouth. He lays still and moans, holding my hair with his hand, keeping it out of my face. I use my hand to corkscrew around the base of his short, six inch manhood and pump my mouth around it, gliding my tongue up and down his shaft. “That’s it. Such a good girl.” He growls. I can feel his eyes on me and I flick my eyes up to look at him. I hold his gaze and begin to pump faster, watching his expression change. He moans softly, almost like a deep growl and his mouth opens.
“Suck my balls, nice and gently.” He growls and I pull my head off his manhood and lower my tongue to his enlarged balls. I suck one into my mouth and glide my tongue over it before moving to the next one. “Good girl.”
I hold his manhood with my hand and begin to pump it with my hand while sucking on his balls, licking them up and down and back and forth, getting lower and lower as I go. He moans grow louder and his grip on my hair gets tighter.
“Lick my asshole.” He demands, his head relaxed against the back of his bed, his eyes closed. I swallow a lump in my throat and take a breath before lowering my tongue to his asshole, dabbing the tip of my tongue against his hole. I lick up from his hole, over his balls, and up the shaft of his manhood before returning to his asshole. I spread his ass cheeks apart and press my tongue deeper into his ass. He gasps and moans heavily and I moan. I can feel the juices flowing from my pussy and my hand trails to my own cunt. I slip a finger into my pussy and pump in and out as I lick his asshole.
“Stop.” He says abruptly. I pull away from him and myself and sit back on the bed. He gives me a smirk and tells me to lay on my back. I do as I am told. “Touch yourself.” Heat rushes to my cheeks and I swallow another lump in my throat. I lean on one hand and I bring my other hand to my pussy. I slip two fingers in and pump in and out, slowly.
“If you want to touch yourself so badly, you’ll have to do it with me watching.” He says, chuckling. I continue to pump my fingers in and out of me, spreading my legs wider and a moan escapes my lips.
Suddenly, I feel his fingers massage my nipple as I finger myself. “Don’t stop.” He demands and I obey. He runs his hand down my chest to my stomach and down to my pussy and another moan escapes my lips. He sits back on the bed before touching my pussy and I can see him pleasing himself while he watches me.
“Faster.” He demands and I pump my fingers inside me faster and curl my fingers over my gspot. I moan louder. “Do not cum until I tell you to.”
I continue to please myself and after a couple minutes, I can feel myself getting close.
“Can I cum?” I ask.
“No.” He says and I moan.
“Please?”
“What will you do for me if you do?” He asks.
“I’ll… I’ll let you fuck me?” I whisper.
“You’ll let me fuck you?” He growls and heat rises to my cheeks. I am so close to cumming that I can’t stand it.
He leans over me and before I can say another word, rips my hand away from my pussy and slips his manhood inside me. He holds my hands above my head with one hand and holds my breast with another.
“I can do whatever I want to you, do you understand? You won’t let me do anything to you that I won’t already do to you without your permission.” He growls, banging me relentlessly. I moan loudly and a gasp escapes my lips.
“I’m going to cum…” I moan.
“Not until I tell you, you can.” He growls and my eyes widen as I watch him slam into me mercilessly.
“Please… please let me cum… I want to cum so badly.” I beg and I can hear him chuckling.
“Alright, you can cum.” He says and I cry out as wave after wave of juices flows out of me. At the same time, he cums inside me and his moans are loud and long. He pulls out after we have cum a second time together and he stands next to the bed.
“Go clean yourself off. Once you’re done, head down the hall to the last door on your left. Mogar will be waiting there for you.” He says in a husky voice and I look up at him, completely out of breath.
“Okay.” I whisper and I get off the bed and wobble into the bathroom, stepping into the shower and letting the water wash the cum off of me.

Mogar
As I walk down the hall toward Mogar’s room, I can hear footsteps behind me and I whirl around to see Adam walking from his bedroom to Noah’s. He hold my gaze for a while and I can see his expression change when he sees my back and stomach. He makes a step toward me when suddenly, Mogar’s door opens and he emerges. I turn around to look up at a tall man, much taller than Josh, with long black hair pulled into a ponytail behind his head. He isn’t wearing a shirt, just a pair of jeans and a blue beaded necklace with the Game of Throne’s Stark symbol hanging from it.
“Well hello there.” He says softly and I turn around to look at Adam again but he is gone. “Fucking Josh… he hurt you.” I turn around again and look into his large, puppy dog eyes. I nod my head slowly and he sighs. “Come in. They always leave me for last for that very reason.”
He looks down the hall at Josh’s door and then takes me hand in his and walks me into his room. His room is the largest out of everyone’s, with his bed in the center of the room and his bathroom on the left side of the room.
“Lay down, please.” He says gently and I lay down on the bed, my head resting on his pillow mountain. He crawls up from the bottom of the bed and spreads my legs apart. At this point, all the sex and eating out just seems normal to me, I had no problem with Mogar holding my legs back and lowering his tongue to my clit.
As he licks my clit slowly, soft moans escape my lips and I can’t help but hold his head, wrapping my hands around his ponytail. He moans against my clit and I gasp at the sensations. He licks my clit furiously, almost dog-like, and my body begins to shiver from his touch. He uses one hand to hold my pussy lips apart and the other to play with my nipples, one after the other.
“That feels so good…” I moan and he chuckles against my pussy. He pulls his tongue away from my clit and slides it as far as he can inside me. I am shocked at how long his tongue is and how far it goes. He pumps his tongue in and out of me, using his hand to rub my clit ferociously. I scream with pleasure and raise my hips in the air.
“I’m gonna cum…” I mutter and he picks up his pace as juices flow out of me in climax. I shiver on the bed and he licks up from the cum from my pussy and my insides. He looks up at me and smiles softly.
“How was that?” He asks and I smile at him, breathing heavily.
“That was… amazing.” I sigh and he giggles. He crawls up my body and takes one of my nipples into his mouth, flicking it back and forth with the tip of his tongue. I sigh with pleasure and can feel the sensations in my pussy as he continues to suck at my breasts. He takes one of his free hands and slips a finger inside me, curling it against my gspot and I cry out. He continues to finger me, slipping another finger in, even after I have cum a second time.
“That’s number two. Let’s see if we can’t get you to five.” He whispers in my ear and I moan as he continues to finger me. At this point, his bed is soaked with my cum and my legs are unconsciously trying to close from all the sensations. Mogar positions his legs behind mine so that I can’t move them as he moves his fingers from inside me to my clit. He makes small circular motions over my clit, not enough to make me cum but enough to keep me on the edge. kırklareli escort
“Do you like this, Angelica?” He whispers in my ear and I nod my head, biting my bottom lip. I look into his eyes and he smiles at me before pressing his lips against mine. His kiss is slobbery, very dog-like, making it hard to enjoy but turning me on in some odd way. I continue to kiss him and his pace quickens on my clit, making my breathing shallow. I pull away from him and look into his eyes as I cum again. Number five.
“Very good, you got to five. Next time we’ll have to aim for ten.” He whispers and I giggle at his comment. His smile fades and he sighs, climbing off of me and sitting on the edge of the bed. I sit up and climb to sit next to him.
“What’s wrong?” I ask and he sighs.
“You’re almost done with all of us.” He whispers and I frown.
“I thought there were only four of you.” I say and he shakes his head.
“You haven’t been with Heather yet.”
“Heather?” I ask and he nods his head. I hear a knock on the door and the woman from before walks through the doorframe. She is wearing nothing but a strap on and thigh high socks with a red bow on the thigh. As she turns her body around, I can see that she had a fake tail sticking out of her ass, possibly a butt plug. She also had cat ears on the top of her head giving her a neko look.
“Someone say my name?” She says and my eyes widen as I take in her whole profile. “Come one, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”

Heather
I step into Heather’s room, taking in everything. She has more straps connected to her bed then Josh does and she had a long table with a light shining down above it in the left corner of her room. She has a carpeted space to the right of her bed where a rope is hanging from the ceiling. Suddenly, I realize that this was the room I had first been in. We had to walk down a flight of stairs to get to this room and with the realization in mind, my stomach starts to do summersaults.
“Like what you see?” She says, walking a circle around me. She still has the strap on around her waist and due to the lack of movement it had I assume that she has a dildo inside her, keeping the strap on strapped to her securely. I don’t give her a response, I just stare at her. She raises an eyebrow at me and grabs a whip from the edge of her bed. This whip is not like the one Josh used, this one has more straps dangling from the shaft, giving it a stringy effect. She walks behind me and slaps my ass with the whip, making me cry out.
“Walk over to the hanging rope.” She says and I hesitate before walking over to it. I stand under it and she follows me, grabbing my wrists and binding me up. She pulls another end of the string that pulls my wrists closer to the ceiling, making me somewhat immobile. She then takes two more restraints from the floor and binds my ankles, tightens the restraints, and stands in front of me. Now, I am completely immobile.
“Finally.” She whispers in my ear before biting my earlobe. She walks around me and occasionally hits me with her whip, not as hard as Josh had, that drew blood, but hard enough to leave a red mark. I gasp every time she does. She then stands behind me and lowers the rope holding me up slightly.
“Bend over.” She whispers and I do as I am told. The rope holds me upright and keeps me from being able to pull myself back up. Suddenly, I feel her finger go inside me and I gasp.
“You’re so wet. I like them wet, they’re easier to fuck.” She whispers before pressing the tip of her strap on against the entrance of my pussy. She slides it in and holds it there. Then, she flips a switch and I can feel the strap on vibrating inside me. I scream and shake my ass, wanting it out of me. She moans loudly and stands still for a minute, letting the vibrations soar through me. I begin to moan with her before she begins sliding the strap on back and forth inside me.
“Tell me you like me inside you.”
“I like you inside me.”
“You will refer to me as mistress in here, do you understand?” She grabs one of my nipples and squeezes it sharply as she continues to pummel into me.
“Yes, mistress.” I moan.
“Do you want me to fuck you harder?” She whispers seductively.
“Yes, mistress.”
“You do? Beg for it.” She whispers.
“Please fuck me harder, mistress.” I moan. She slows down almost to nothing, the vibrator still on inside me. She reaches her hand over to my pussy from behind and she begins to rub my clit viciously. I scream and moan loudly.
“I’ll fuck you when I want to fuck you, slut.” She growls in my ear, rubbing my clit harder and faster. She nibbles on my back and begins to pump her strap on inside me again. I gasp and moan again.
“Oh! You feel so good inside me, mistress.”
“Do I? Then let’s change it up a bit.” She says before sliding her strap on out of my pussy and presses it against the entrance to my ass. The vibrator is still on and the stimulation it has on my asshole is overwhelming. She slides it in all the way and holds it there, still fingering my clit.
“I’m gonna cum…” I moan softly.
“What did you say?” She growls, grabbing my nipple and squeezing it tightly.
“I said… I’m gonna cum… mistress.”
“You cum when I say you can cum. Any sooner and I’ll punish you.” She whispers. She rubs my clit faster and slams her strap on inside my ass. I scream out and stomp my feet and pull on my restraints. “Beg for the release.”
“Please mistress! Please let me cum! I want to cum….” I moan loudly and she laughs.
“I love it when you beg. Cum then, you slut. Cum hard.” She moans and I sigh loudly as my cum drips down my legs and makes a pool on the floor. She continues to rub my clit and pound her strap on inside my ass until I cum a second time. She finally pulls her hand away from my clit and pulls her strap on out of my ass and walks around to stand in front of me. She pulls on the other end of the rope holding me to the ceiling so that we are at eyelevel.
“How did that feel?” She whispers, her face inches from mine. She looks down at the floor and chuckles. “It would seem that you have made a mess on my carpet.”
“I-I’m sorry, mistress…” I whisper in reply and she lowers her hand to my pussy once again, sliding a finger inside me. I gasp and pull on my wrist restraints, bending my knees inward as much as I can.
“You’ll pay for your mess, don’t worry about that.” She says, curling her finger over my gspot. I cry out before letting out a long moan. I cum again and juices spill from my pussy down my legs and her hand to the carpeted floor. “More mess, more pay.”
She curls her finger over my gspot harder and faster and I moan loudly before cumming for a fourth time. She moans and sucks a nipple into her mouth, flicking it with the tip of her tongue. I continue to moan and pull on my restraints as I cum again.
“Please stop, mistress…” I moan louder as she slips another finger inside me, adding to the pressure. I gasp and cum again, the pool on the floor getting bigger.
“Stop making such a mess and maybe I will.” She whispers in my ear, biting my earlobe and working her way down my neck, leaving marks on her way down to my breast again. I sigh and my breathing escalates. I am growing tired from how many times I have cum and my pussy is swollen and more sensitive. I cum two more times before she finally pulls her fingers from my pussy. I sigh with release.
“You still made a mess.” She says and I look up at her, swallowing a lump in my throat. She smiles at me and undoes the wrist restraints. I stand before her, my legs still bound to the ground. She shoves me down to the ground and spreads her legs open, sitting on a chair behind her. Her pussy is glistening with cum.
“Lick me clean.” She whispers and I hesitate before leaning forward and slipping my tongue inside her and licking up to her clit. She moans softly and pinches my nipples as I lick the cum from her pussy.
“All clean, Angelica. Nothing left.” She moans, pulling her hands away from my breasts and relaxing against the chair. I continue to suck at her clit and occasionally slip my tongue inside her, sucking all the juices out of her. She tastes so good and I soon realize that her juices are not disappearing. She has not cum yet. I slip two fingers inside her and curl up against her gspot while continuing to lick the juices from her clit. She moans loudly and grips the edge of the chair.
“Yes… good little slut.” She mutters and pulls my head down on her pussy. I suck it into my mouth and flick it with the tip of my tongue. She gasps and laughs loudly, letting out a deep sigh. After a few minutes, she finally cum and I lick the rest of the cum away, finally clean. I sit back and look up at her, awaiting my next command. She smiles down at me and chuckles, seeing the little pool of cum behind me.
“I will accept this as payment. For now. You pay sleep on the bed or go up to sleep with one of the other boys. You do not have your own room. You will be used as a sex toy for the boys for as long as they would like to keep you… and for me as well. Now, get some sleep. I’m sure you’re exhausted. We will be eating upstairs in a few hours. I will send someone down to retrieve you then.” She stands from her chair and makes her way to the door of the room. Within seconds, she is gone and I am left alone for the first time in almost 48 hours.

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Another dreadfully long minute passed as I stared at the clock in the changing room. Being in my line of work, the working hours were from late at night to early in the morning. I was waiting for the clock to hit 5am for the shift to end. The gentleman’s club was clearing out little by little as usual. I just finished getting changed into my normal clothes and headed out the back doors.

When I got into my yellow mustang I felt more relaxed already. I loved my car and I could just drive around all day to nowhere… and everywhere.

I sat in the parking lot while I waited for the morning dew to clear off my windshield. Just when I took a deep breath, I snapped back into reality. “omg, what am I doing?! I’m going to be late! ” I said to myself, just remembering that I had a breakfast date this morning. Not really a date, but I was meeting an old friend, John, who I hadn’t seen since high school. John was cute and single but had a child from another woman. I didn’t see us having a serious relationship. But I did want to see him just because he was super cute and fit. I told myself that I’m only going to see him as an old friend, nothing more.

To be honest, I had imagined what it would be like to feel his hands grab my firm and tender c-cup breasts. Then his hand sliding down to my slim waist slowly, gently griping on my hips. I wanted his toned manliness taking control of my small framed tanned asian body. Although my dad was American I took after my Asian mom as far as my height and my looks. I imagined John’s hands gently squeezing my smooth athletic ass while passionately kissing my neck. I get shivers every time I think about it.

I buckled my seat belt and I swerved out of the parking lot. The early morning was still dark and dreary and I nearly hit a light post in a rush to get home and take a shower before I went to see John. There weren’t very many other cars on the streets. I drove over the speed limit, thinking about John taking me from behind aggressively while pulling my dark silky hair. I was getting wet. I had to calm myself down. Maybe I was getting too excited. I thought to myself, “remember now, this is not a date, we’re just two friends meeting up.”

I let off the gas a little and took a breath. Eventually my mind couldn’t help itself from imagining my 110 lbs tanned body being manhandled by sexy John. I thought about his lips sucking on my dark nipples. His tongue swirling around and then his teeth nibbling on my hardened nipples. An upcoming light turned yellow. I couldn’t think straight at the time, my mind was everywhere. Do I hit the brakes? Do I speed up? I panicked, I stepped hard on the gas and ran through the intersection. I thought to myself, “Was the light yellow or red? Did I make it? I’m pretty sure I made it.” I couldn’t tell if my heart was racing because of my perverted thoughts about John or running a possibly red light. After I passed the intersection, I let off the gas and my car began to slightly slow down. Just then as I glanced at the rear view mirror my heart sunk. I saw those unmistakable red and blue flashing lights closing in from behind me.

I pressed the brake pedal and pulled over to the shoulder coming to a complete stop. The cop car’s blue and red flashing lights were the only thing lighting up the dark empty street I stopped at. I looked to my right and see a dark empty building lot. I look out my driver side window across the street and see another building lot, it seemed to be in the middle of reconstruction but just dark and empty at the moment. The police car pulled in right behind me. I sat still, upset at myself for being so stupid, knowing that I just received a couple speeding tickets not that long ago, and now again. The police officer got out of his car and approached my driver side window. I rolled the window down knowing I was doomed to getting a speeding ticket. “Another freaking ticket to pay off,” I thought to myself, “effing speed limits.” The officer looked at me and cleared his throat.

The straight faced officer spoke, “I pulled you over because you were speeding and you ran a red light back there. Can I see your drivers license ma’am?”

Naturally, as any girl would, I tried wiggling my way out of the ticket by tugging my pink tank top down to show more cleavage from my perky tits. I gave the officer my sad face as I handed him my drivers license.

“I’m sorry officer, was I speeding?” I continued, “I really muğla escort didn’t mean to speed sir, I promise I’ll slow down and be more careful.” I slightly nodded my head down but looked up at him with just my dark brown eyes. I lightly bit my bottom lip using my most innocent face I could display.

“Where are you headed in such a rush… Jenny?” he asked as he read my name on my drivers license then looked back into my eyes with a little smirk on his face.

“I’m just going home. I had a long day at work and I must’ve not been paying attention to my speed, I’m sorry sir.”

The officer looked at me, then glanced over and saw a couple sets of my stripper outfits on the passenger seat, and said, “hmm, just getting off of work huh?” It didn’t take more than that for him to realize that I was an exotic dancer at one of the many gentleman’s clubs down the street. “Why don’t you wait here, I’ll be right back.” He grinned.

He walked back to his squad car and I thought to myself, “please don’t give me another ticket to pay. And I hope this doesn’t take long.” I was still looking forward to seeing John later. A couple minutes later the officer turned off the flashing lights and reapproached my car. I noticed that he also turned his headlights off so he looked like a shadow as he stood outside my drivers side door. He leaned close and spoke.

“It looks like you have 2 recent speeding issues on your record. Since this is your 3rd offense I’m going to have to revoke your license. You cannot drive any motorized vehicle for 6 months and you’ll have to pass proper driver courses and classes.”

I froze…

I was flabbergasted. This was worse than I thought was going to happen. I didn’t know what to say. I couldn’t lose my license, I needed to get to work every night somehow, how was I supposed get around the city? What about seeing John, what about my car? This whole situation caught me off guard. I stumbled on my words, “n… no, this can’t be right!”

The officer looked almost concerned.”I know you’re upset about this ma’am, but I’m just doing my job” he said in a calm tone.

I begged, “Please! Can you let me go just this once.” My eyes were actually beginning to water and I tried my best to hold my tears in. “Just do me this huge favor please.”

The officer said nothing. A tear rolled down my cheek and I wiped it away with my finger. I was desperate and blurted the first words that came to mind.

“I dance at that club down the street and I’m sure I can find a way to return the favor…!” I never used that card before now, but I have heard of other girls at work talking about getting out of a ticket that way. The police officer was silent at first then he smiled just a little bit.

“Jenny, Jenny, Jenny… You should know better than to try to bribe a police officer,” he said with a disappointed tone, but at the same time he had an evil grin on his face. “Turn off your headlights, turn off your car, and step out of the vehicle please.”

“I wasn’t trying to bribe–” I tried to explain before he interrupted.

“Jenny, please step out of the vehicle,” he demanded, “right now.”

A few tears came rolling down my cheeks, I couldn’t hold them in. I suddenly realized what mess I just got myself into. My body was in autopilot as I opened the door and stepped out of the car. I shut the door while my mind was in shock, then his voice brought me back to reality.

“I’ve got you for bribing a police officer in the form of prostitution, he said forcefully, “turn around and place your hands on the hood of the car.”

Still in shock, I followed his command and turned around to face my car, my hands obediently placed on the hood palms down. From behind me, he started patting me down and asking whether or not I was carrying any weapons or drugs. I felt like he had set me up. I was teary eyed and my make-up was starting to smear. I couldn’t even speak, I was overwhelmed with thoughts of this whole ordeal of being arrested.

Still from behind me, his hands reached around and checked the front pockets of my high cut denim shorts I was wearing. And he slowly slid his hands back around my slim waist and into my back pockets. Suddenly I felt his right hand squeeze my ass cheek and his other hand come around front and grab my inner thigh. I gasped and yelled. He leaned his body on me forcing me against the fender of my car, my arms pinned on the hood from mersin escort the weight of his body against mine. “No stop,” I pleaded. I was in even more shock now, immediately he spoke.

“If you don’t want to lose your license and be arrested, I suggest you do exactly what I tell you,” were his exact words. “Here’s the deal… I give YOU a free pass and you give ME a free pass, and you know exactly what I’m talking about you slut.” His voice demanded as if with anger. Whimpering and not even having enough time to comprehend the situation, I felt his right hand release my ass cheek in order to reach around and grab my right boob. I was just starting to say the word “stop” but he interrupted before I could speak.

“All you have to do is tell me to stop… when you want to get arrested. I will cuff you and take you down to the police station, just say the word. Are you ready to get arrested right now?” His left hand squeezed my inner thigh with more pressure and his right hand squeezed my breast with a firmer grip. I started crying more vocally. He asked again impatiently, “do you fucking want to get arrested!? Answer the damn question?!”

“No..oo…oo, ” I managed to let out between breaths while crying more loudly now.

“No What?!” he yelled, applying even more pressure on my boob and inner thigh. He put more body weight against me pinning me down against the hood of my car.

“No.. I don’t.. want to… get arrested,” I said between my sobbing breaths.

He whispered in my ear, “good little bitch.” The officer released his grip and immediately brought his hands to the button on my denim shorts. I let out a loud cry feeling helplessly violated. He released my button and quickly unzipped my shorts. Undeterred from my cries he tugged my shorts and thong half way down my trembling legs. Next I felt his firm hand grip on my soft naked ass. He was taking advantage of being able to touch and feel my smooth slim body as he pleased. After he groped my ass, caressed my inner thighs, and ran his fingers through my clit, he grabbed my shoulders and turned me around to face him. I looked away but he grabbed my jaw and forced my head to look towards his gaze, whimpering and crying. I closed my eyes. “On your knees!” he ordered. I felt his other hand clench my hair and both hands pushed down on my head forcing me onto my knees. My shorts and thong were still halfway around my knees as I dropped to the ground. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his stiff hardened cock. “Suck it,” he yelled. I didn’t do it. I kept my eyes closed and just cried. I was half naked, on my knees, on the side of the road. I covered my face with my palms wiping away my tears. All of a sudden I felt a swift slap across my face, I opened my eyes only to receive another slap in the same spot. I cried out loud. He shortened the grip on my hair and pulled back. He wrapped his other hand around my throat and growled, “do what I tell you! And shut the fuck up with all that crying, do you understand?!” He lifted his hand up ready to strike again.

I held my cries in but he slapped me in the face again. “Are you going to cry!?” he yelled.

“Nooo!” I screamed, however I couldn’t help but to whimper just slightly. My face was burning with pain. Even my subtle cry made him mad. He slapped me again on the other cheek this time.

“Are you going to cry!? He asked again angrily. He squeezed his grip around my throat practically choking me. I wanted to answer “no” knowing that’s what he wanted to hear but his hand was clenched so tight around my throat, I couldn’t get a word out. His other hand yanked on my hair. He released my throat only to slap me in the face and ask me the same question again.

My spirit was broken. “No,” I replied softly. At this moment I realized that there was no point in fighting. I stopped my whimpering and wiped my tears.

The officer grabbed his cock and dragged my face to it. My cheek was burning red with pain. I didn’t want to get slapped again. I slightly opened my mouth and watched his cock being forced against my gentle lips until I opened my mouth wide enough to fit the head of his cock in.

My hand lightly stroked the base as I wrapped my soft red lips around the rest of his cock.

My tongue felt the head of his cock rocking back and forth, in and out. With his fingers entangled in my hair, he forced himself deeper into my mouth. His cock barely touching the nevşehir escort back of my throat with each thrust.

“No hands!” he ordered. Once I put my hand down, he pushed his cock even deeper into my mouth. He moaned in pleasure.

His cock rammed into the back of my throat making me gag and pull away. I barely had a chance to take a breath before he pulled me by the hair back to his cock and forced it back in my mouth.

“Look at me with those pretty eyes,” he said. My eyes were messy, surrounded with smeared make-up. I’m sure my eyes were watery and my cheeks were bright pink where I had been slapped. I gazed up at him with my dark brown asian eyes as my lips sucked tightly around his shaft. He thrusted his dick in and out of my throat never looking away from my eyes. His dick went up and down my gagging throat several times as he moaned in ecstacy. All I could hear was the repeating sound of his cock hitting the back of my throat while I lightly gagged each time… Over and over.

I looked at him in the eyes as he held my head tight and forced his cock completely down my throat until my lips and tongue touched his balls. He thrusted deep into my throat and moaned. He held my head steady in place like this for about ten seconds and moaned loudly.

I felt like I was choking with his dick stuck in my throat. Once he pulled it out of my mouth I looked away from his eyes and down at his cock. It was rock hard and completely covered in my saliva.

He ordered me to get up and tugged my hair up making me stand. Then the officer forcefully turned me around and pushed me forward, forcing me over the car fender with my elbows on the hood of the car. He stepped in closer from behind me, and stood on my jean shorts and thong still laying on the ground. As he stood behind me I felt him place his cock in between my ass crack and rub up and down. I felt him guide the head of his cock up and down my pussy lips also. He unlatched my c-cup bra from under my shirt and told me to take it off. I let my bra slide off each of my arms and pulled it off from under my tank top. One of his hands slid my top up exposing my full tender breast. He quickly grabbed my bare tit and fondled with my nipple while he used his other hand to rub his dick around my pussy lips. I was bent over the hood of my own car feeling helpless and defeated. He pressed the tip of his dick to the opening of my pussy and pushed forward halfway in and pulled out.

I closed my eyes and felt a tear drop escape and roll down my face. He pushed in again, this time all the way. I let out a loud cry. He just continued thrusting his stiff cock in and out of my pussy. The officer started to pick up the pace. His hands grabbed onto my hips as he continuously rammed me from behind harder and harder. He grunted with pleasure as he pulled me by my hips toward him each time he thrusted forward.

“You are one sexy piece of ass,” the officer said while ramming his hard cock in and out of my pussy. I cried softly to myself feeling completely used. All of a sudden he grabbed my wrists and pinned my arms behind my back. Then pushed me down using his weight and he forced my head down on the hood. My body from the waist up, including the right side of my face, was being pressed against the hood. I was held down like this while he continued using me from behind. His hard cock being forced into my pussy. Faster and faster until i felt him pull out abruptly. At the same time he yanked me by my hair pulling my face down to his cock forcing me down onto my knees. “Open!” He ordered. I was hesitant so he slapped me across the face. I cried and opened my mouth. As his cock slid into my mouth repeatedly, he began to moan. A big load of cum shot into my mouth. He pulled his cock out and stroked it over my face letting more cum shoot out. I couldn’t help but to start crying. Feeling completely defeated i wiped the mess from my face leaving my hands covered in the officer’s cum. While the officer was zipping and buckling his pants, I started getting dressed into my clothes also. The officer walked to his squad car and drove off without saying another word.

I got back into my car and cried loud thinking about what just happened. The sun finally started to barely rise and gave a little light to the day. I noticed my phone sitting in the cup holder and I picked it up. 4 missed calls from John shows up my notifications. Also a text message from John as well that read, “I hope this msg gets 2 u in time. Something came up and I won’t be able 2 make it to our breakfast meetup. Sorry let’s reschedule, call me when u have a chance.”

I hate you John.

THE END

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Date With My Aunt

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Brunette

Date with My Aunt

My aunt Sharon has always been a secret crush of mine. She’s my mom’s younger sister by a couple years currently aged 45. She’s blond with a hint of grey, bright blue eyes a pleasant demeanor and just as sweet as can be. Her body, after a daughter, is surprisingly tight, solid B cup. Her husband founded a manufacturing company, and in a short while exploded into wealthy relative to the rest of my extended family’s standards.

I’m Ryan and I come from a fairly comfortable middle-class family. Our families grew up just a couple towns over from one another, and we would see each other often. Being from money, all their children were beautiful. I remember one time coming around the corner in my house at an informal gathering of our two families, and seeing my Cousin Rachelle’s black g-string sticking out the top of her sweatpants. I still reminisce to that view and regret never getting the opportunity to panty raid, as anytime we were at their house, nay mansion, there were always a lot of people, so it was never secure to mosey in and snoop around.

Since junior high, I have always had a fetish for panties, especially thong panties. I love seeing them peak up the back, and when I can see them through or just the line of the girl’s thong through their leggings, I can’t help but rub myself a little. My heart flutters, and I feel like I’m in on their little secret.

One day, after mulling it over in my head, I decided to raid my sister Brenda’s panty drawer. Only thongs! I had hit the jackpot and thus started my wearing habits. First it would be one a week, wear it, jerk off into them, feel shame, and put them back in the middle of a full laundry hamper in hopes she would be none the wiser. It progressed into every other day until almost nightly. Thankfully, Brenda had so many thongs that there was no shortage. I eventually learned that my other sister, Kendall, and even my mom wore thongs. So I was able to diversify, but I had to be careful which one I put them back into.

One time, I accidentally put my sister Brenda’s thong back into Kendall’s laundry, but Kendall doesn’t own as many as Brenda, and when Kendall asked what her panties were doing in her laundry, she just shrugged. I was watching TV stiff in fear that I was caught, when Kendall turned away, I saw Brenda look at me from my periphery, and kind of smirk. I laid low for a week. Fortunately, I had a stash to tide me over, but eventually I was back at it.

I became more confident. No longer was I just stealing thongs to jerk off into, but I began wearing them around the house and under my clothes when I went about my day in the world at large. I got such a thrill in the beginning, having my little secret that nobody else knew about, and it got me so turned on, I could hardly contain myself in the soft little panties. But when the honeymoon phase ended, the thrill had passed and I no longer got the kick I once had. It almost felt strange to not wear thongs, and would become embarrassed for wearing boxers.

I explored wearing my sisters’ clothes, and I found myself getting aroused, wondering if they had ever sucked cock while wearing this dress, or ever got cum on that shirt. I began to fantasize that I was one of my sisters being a slut for their boyfriends.

Brenda almost caught me one time. I was wearing one of her dresses dancing with myself in her room, when I heard the front door open. I rushed to get everything in order and dashed across the hall to my room just as the top of her head was visible at the top of the stairs. I quickly flung her dress over my head and into my closet and held myself with my back to the door. I heard her say, “Strange. I don’t remember leaving my closet door open.” She closed her closet door then left her room. I heard her stop just outside my door and then suddenly turned to go downstairs. My heart was racing as I heard her leave out the front door, get in her car and drive off. I learned to be more careful.

This went on for a number of years. Sometimes, I would get lucky and spy on my sisters in all stages of dress. My favorite times were when the girls would go out on dates and bring them home late at night. I would stay up waiting for them; mom and dad long asleep. I remember hearing Kendall bring her boyfriend in, and they went to the living room just under my parents’ bedroom. I crept downstairs, sure not to step on any of the squeaky boards, and poked my head around the corner. I was expecting them to be making out but I got a better view. Kendall was on her knees in front of her boyfriend, his pants around his ankles, her straight auburn hair bobbing up and down.

“You like that dick in your mouth, baby?” he’d say. She’d mutter an, “mmhmm” with her mouth full of his cock. “You wanna swallow Daddy’s cum?” “Yes, Daddy. Cum in my mouth I want it all!” as she’d go back to her head bobbing. I had my dick in my hand as fast as I could get it. hard as a rock, I stroked myself.

“You ready?”

“mmhmmm”

“Ok, here it comes!” with a small grunt, her head stopped moving as she took his load in her mouth. Kendall looked up at him, smiled, and I could hear a loud swallow. I couldn’t help myself, and I came all over the floor. I held my mouth shut with my other hand stifling any noise I may have made. When I came down from my orgasm, I realized I had to scarper and made haste back up stairs as careful as I could. On the top stair, I made an error, and I hit a squeaky board. I heard scrambling downstairs, and then her boyfriend left shortly after I closed my door to my room.

My golden memory though was Brenda. I remember, just like Kendall, she brought her boyfriend over, but this time, mom and dad were gone for the weekend. I was playing videogames, and Kendall was having a girls’ night out, and Brenda was out with her boyfriend. I was just settling into a jerk off session, when I heard the door open and heard Brenda and her boyfriend rush upstairs and get giggling, and the bed started squeaking. I didn’t hear her door shut.

I turned off my light and quietly opened my door, and saw a blade of light coming from her bedroom. I crawled over to her door, and peered around it. The sight was glorious. Kendall is kind of on the chubby side, but she has an ass and tits to make up for anything less than perfect, but Brenda… Brenda was thin and pale with solid B cup tits and a cute little butt. She’s definitely not without an ass, there’s plenty of jiggle in her step. She’s perfect. When I saw her, she had her back to me, on her knees, aksaray escort naked but a black g-string. Her wavy dark brown, almost black, hair tied up in a ponytail whipping back and forth as she gave her boyfriend a very practiced blowjob.

I rub myself through my pants, not able to thank my lucky stars enough and enjoyed the slurping bobbing show. She then stood up and I backed away from the door a little as she crawled on top of her boyfriend. She moved her thong aside and guided his, what I now see, massive dick into her pussy. I’m astounded as I watch it disappear and all I see is his balls up against her ass, and she begins to gyrate on him. Back and forth she rides him, and they’re just having at it. I see her tense up and gasp as she cums on his cock. She giggles, leans in and kisses him.

“Get on all fours.” He tells her, and she nods her agreement. She turns around and is looking back at him and at the bed as he begins to get up to mount her. She looks to her door, and I swear we make eye contact, but she says nothing, only smiles.

“On second thought, how about you stick it in my ass tonight?” Brenda suggests.

“You sure?” a wild Cheshire cat grin crosses his face.

“mmhmm” she confirms.

She looks straight ahead, out the door at me, shocked. I watch her face turn from a smirk, to discomfort, to melted within a span of three seconds as he pushes his cock through her sphincters and into her forbidden zone. Her grunts were loud and feral as he slammed his giant cock into her asshole.

“Where’s my dick?”

“In my ass!”

SPANK

“mmm yeah, spank me again! Fuck my tight little asshole!”

SPANK

“aah fuck! I’m going to cum!”

Just as he’s about to unleash, she pulls away from him and gets on her knees in front of him, her mouth open. With a loud groan, he unloads a copious amount of cum all of her face. Much of it goes in her mouth, but mostly on her forehead, cheeks, and eyes. When he’s done cumming, she takes him back in her mouth and sucks any remaining bit out. She grabs her phone and takes a cum selfie.

“I’m going to go clean up.” She says. I take that as my cue to make myself scarce. She goes into kiss him, but he quickly avoids her advances. She laughs and makes her way to the door to wash up. They ended up watching a movie, and Brenda left her phone upstairs to charge. I had figured out her passkey sometime ago to steal other nudes she had sent, but never one like this. When I got it, I found it, and emailed it to myself from her phone so I can delete it from the sent mail and not have to erase our current thread. That was the best.

But tragedy hit our family a year later, as my mom was diagnosed with cancer, and within a year she had passed. My family became kind of unglued, and distant. Many things just weren’t as fun as they used to be. I found myself in a depression that lasted for about a year.

A new normal was found, and we were kind of back in our normal routine, and one day out of the blue on a Wednesday, by aunt sends me a text. This isn’t completely unheard of, but definitely not a regular occurrence.

“Hey, how are you holding up?”

“I’m alright, how about you?”

“I’m doing ok. Hubby’s been at work a lot, so I got the house to myself.”

“Sounds lonely. What do you do with yourself?”

“Oh you know… work out, garden, shop ;)”

“haha yeah.”

“I was think, why don’t you and I go on a date?”

“A date?” What does she mean, a date? I like a date date?

“Yeah, just the two of us, and catch up, it’ll be fun!”

“Yeah sure.”

“Great! Are you free this weekend?”

“Yeah”

“Cool I’ll come by around 6 and pick you up”

“Sounds good”

And with that we signed off. I was a little nervous, and excited. It was something to look forward to. I haven’t seen my aunt since the funeral, and it’ll be good to talk to someone.

Saturday came quickly. Kendall and Brenda were both out, and dad got to drinking himself into a stupor. I got into a nice pair of dark blue jeans, and a long sleeve shirt with the sleeves rolled up. Underneath I wore a bright neon pink VS v-string that I stole from Brenda. It was exciting to be going on a date with my aunt whom I’ve had a crush on for years now. My aunt came in her black Mercedes to pick me up. My phone buzzed.

“I’m here ;)”

I didn’t even bother saying where I was going. I just left and met my aunt. It was still light out when we got to the restaurant. My aunt was wearing a tight dark blue midi bodycon dress. The sun was to our backs as we walked to the restaurant and I saw the faint outline of her thong. I didn’t even know she wore thongs then again I sort of assumed every girl did. I pulled out my iPhone and discreetly snapped a few pictures. She stopped just shy of the door before going into the shadow of the awning, bent over to adjust the strap on her heel, and plain as I was on a date with my aunt, I could see she was wearing a pink and green striped thong. My cock in my own pair became incredibly uncomfortable. I took a few more shots and prayed those came out alright, I’d have to check later. My aunt stood upright, turned and smiled at me and said, “You ready?” with a large pleasant grin on her face. She offered her arm, I took it and we entered the intimate restaurant.

My aunt Sharon had made reservations so we got in right away.

“How have you been doing?”

“I’m alright,” I responded shortly. She gave me a stare that knew more was going on.

“No, dear, I meant since your mom passed. How have you been holding up? I know for me it’s been difficult. I want to talk about it with John, but he’s always at work, so I’ve next to nobody to talk to.”

“Well, now that you mention it. I have been feeling kind of distant from everyone. I don’t really feel like talking about it, but I probably should. The hole left is tangible.”

“Mmhmm, I know just what you mean. Your mom and I used to chat on the phone almost every day, and now I don’t know what to do with myself. I’ve even reverted to my vibrator.”

My eyes went as wide as saucers, did my aunt just admit to masturbating? I went stone quiet, and blushed a little. She noticed.

“Oh come now, you didn’t think I didn’t need some of my own gratification. You’re 19, I’m sure you masturbate.”

I looked around to see if anyone was listening in on our conversation. It was kind of early in the night still, so there was plenty of space between us and the nearest party.

Sheepishly artvin escort I responded, “well, yeah.”

“There it is. Your mother and I used to chat about these things. Tell me, what do you think about when you masturbate? Or do you have a girlfriend who helps you out?” She sipped her drink and had a suggestive grin on her face.

“No, I’m single. I don’t know. Loads of stuff I guess.”

“What? No girlfriend? Why not?”

“I don’t know. Girls around my age are coy and timid. They just aren’t really my type?”

“What is your type?” That same grin crossed her face.

“I guess, a strong girl who has no issue either taking what she wants or making it hers. You know?”

“I do, I think.”

The food came and it was delicious. The menu didn’t have any prices on it, so I have no way to calculate how much everything cost. I imagine expensive. We had dessert, and were just wrapping up. As we left the restaurant, my aunt in tow, the sun had gone down some, but there was still plenty of light and warmth. Thinking we were just going to go home, I was ready to check my phone for the pictures, and jerk off. I noticed my shoe was untied and bent over to tie it.

“Hello…? What’s this?” I heard my aunt suddenly say then give a long whistle. There was an elderly couple who looked at her as they passed by, and I had no clue what she was referring to.

“What’s what?” I asked

She stepped up behind me and snapped my g-string. I went pale, and my hands and face suddenly went cold. I was mortified. I looked up and she towered over me. That same grin painted across her face. I now became in her pocket. How deep it goes, I’m not sure.

“Get in.” Sharon ordered.

Sheepishly I got up and got in her car. She stepped around the front, eyeing me the whole way as she sat gracefully into her respective seat.

“How long have you been wearing panties, mister?”

“Um…” was all I could get out. Sharon didn’t start the car, just looked at me. Her face was hard to read, but there were machinations happening, “a few years now.” I lied.

“Where did you get them from? Kendall? Brenda?”

I could only nod.

“Are those Kendall’s or Brenda’s? Do they know?”

“Not that I know of… please don’t tell anyone!” I pled with my aunt.

“Shh… there’s nothing to worry about.” She purred, and tapped my nose with her finger playfully. “This is our little secret. There are conditions, of course.”

“Which is…?” I was afraid to ask.

“You’ll do exactly as I say.” She said frankly and with the depth of an abyss.

“I could only nod.”

“Good boy, we’ll finish what I had planned for the evening, and then I’ll put your loyalties to the test.”

My heart was racing as she shot off a text and started the car. We headed to the movie theater and she chose the movie. We sat in the very back row of a theater filled with next to nobody. I felt my aunt tap my arm and point as we saw a boy and a girl on their date as the girls head disappeared into her date’s lap. His head rolled back. After about five minutes, we saw her head com back up, and she took a sip of their soda. Sharon gave me a cheeky little grin, and looked at her phone. The display was all the way down and I couldn’t see what she was typing or who she was texting. She put her phone away and we finished the rest of the movie. My aunt’s hand found its way to my thigh, and gave it a loving caress. I was getting hard. The movie ended and we got back in her car.

“What did you think of the movie?” My aunt asked.

“It was alright.”

“I noticed you were getting a little shifty in your seat. Does you cock get uncomfortable in your thong?”

“Yeah a little.”

She simply smiled as she put the car in gear and started driving. We were heading to a completely different area than hers or my home.

“Where are we going?”

“You’ll see, my little toy, I’m putting your fidelity to me to the test. Will you do whatever I ask?”

I had completely forgotten about that, but I couldn’t risk my reputation being blown so I simply submitted.

“Answer me honestly, do you only wear panties, or do you like to wear women’s clothes too?

“I sometimes do,” not being completely frank, “not very often though.”

“Is that right? Does it make you feel sexy? Or how does it make you feel?”

“Yeah I guess.”

“Hmmm…”

We continued driving until we pulled up to a house I’d never seen before. It was dark, and she ordered me to come. I got out and slowly walked with her up to the door. A man opened the door.

“Good evening, Mistress.”

“Good evening, slave. I have a new arrival. Get us some drinks will you?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

‘Mistress’? What is all this about? Isn’t she happily married? Who is this guy?

“Come.” My aunt ordered as we stepped inside, and walked up the stairs. The house was cream and white decorated and there was a slight sandalwood smell in the air.

We made our way into a large well furnished bedroom. “Strip!” Came my aunt’s command, and I did what I was told. I started to reach for my panties, “ah ah ah, not those sweetie.” Seeing I was only standing in Brenda’s thong she circled me like a shark.

“Hmm, yes, I see.” She disappeared into the closet and pulled out a tight light blue bodycon dress, and a pair of matching wedges. She also had a wig of shoulder length dark brown wavy hair.

“Put these on.” She demanded then disappeared back into the closet.

Just as I was straightening up the wig, she came out a knock out. She had on a black and red burlesque outfit with a red bustle, black shiny heels, black stockings, red corset with black trimming and matching red panties. In her black gloved hands she held a black leather riding crop, with a red heart as the business end. And atop her perfectly held blond beautiful hair, a tiny black and red top hat, cocked to the side.

My dick was instantly diamonds and I was ready to serve. I was very aware of the tight dress rubbing against my body, and the keyholes on my exposed ribs. It no longer mattered what she had on me. Here was a woman who oozed power, and demanded respect and obedience.

“Good boy, I see you’ve done as I’ve told. Now sit at the vanity.” I gingerly walked over to the vanity in the wedges and sat down. Having been in dresses, and other women’s clothing, I tried to mimic the part, being prim and proper, even though I looked like a whore. Just as I sat down, her slave came in with a bartın escort cocktail for her and a shot glass filled with some liquid. Sharon took the martini glass, took a sip and set it on the vanity. She told me to take the shot and down it.

“I’m only 19, drinking age is 21.”

“Did I stutter, sissy? Drink it! You’ll be glad you did.” She spat at me. I recoiled at her sudden fury. She watched me and took a sip of her own drink as I took the tiny glass and upturned it into my mouth. It was fiery and strong. I usually only do mixed drinks or with a chaser, so it was pretty rough going down, but it stayed. She set down her own drink, “Good boy,” she cooed into my ear. In the mirror I saw the bustle was slightly see-through and I could see she was wearing a g-string. My cock stayed swollen

My aunt pulled out a huge array of makeup. She spent know time considering, as she grabbed mascara, lipstick, foundation, eyeliner, and eye shadow. She deftly went to work. I could see what she was doing as she was blocking the mirror, but I could see her slave simply sitting on the bed, naked, not moving. He almost looked afraid to. About fifteen minutes later, she stepped aside and I saw for the first time what she had done, and the transformation was out of this world. Had I otherwise not known I was a guy, I would’ve been fooled. My aunt grabbed her phone and started taking pictures.

“Look pretty, sissy.” The shot was taking its toll, and I could feel a pulsing through my body whenever she called me that. I clambered out of the chair and began a pinup photo shoot for her.

“Ok, Sissy. Have you only dressed up like a girl, or have you ever done real women activities?”

“What do you mean?”

Exasperated, “I mean have you ever sucked cock, or been fucked in the ass like a real woman?!” There’s that fire again. I quickly shaped up.

“N-No, I haven’t.”

“Good… I love a good cock virgin. Crawl slowly over to my slave and stay on your knees in front of him.”

I was about to resist, but then I found my body involuntarily slowly making its way to where he was on the bed.

“Good, Sissy,” my aunt purred.

I crawled slowly before him, and awaited her command.

“Do I really need to spell it out for you? Suck!”

I didn’t know how to feel about it. I had so many conflicting notions and tradition, that I sat there on my knees looking stupid.

“Suck or I let the whole world know what you are.”

I meekly nodded, and gingerly took a hold of his dick, and inched my face closer to his dick. I looked a lot bigger than I imagined, as I was about to put it in my mouth. It was also a lot softer. I opened my mouth and put it in and began to suck. The spongy texture felt weird, but as the blood swelled to his member, it became larger, and I could see why my aunt might fancy this guy. He was huge when erect. No longer spongy, but still somehow velvety, I began to bob my head up and down the length of his cock. My aunt sidled up to me, her face inches from mine and simply smiled her wicked grin.

She stood up and laughed and held the phone up taking a video recording of me pleasuring this man.

“This is your first time sucking cock,” my aunt announced. “How does it taste, slut? Do you like it?”

“Mmhmm,” was all I could muster as I was sucking her cock.

WHACK!

She whacked me on my ass with her riding crop.

“Excuse me, sissy. What was that?” Fire once again in her voice.

“Yes, Mistress?” I hazarded.

“Much better.” She cooed. She looked up at her slave, “Are you going to cum soon?”

I could already taste his precum filling my mouth. I only knew it was that as I knew it wasn’t my own saliva drooling out my mouth.

“Yes, Mistress.” He responded.

“Good, keep sucking. Since you’ve never sucked dick before, I imagine you’ve never swallowed cum, either, except maybe your own. I bet you would, sissy! Get your legs up above your head and jerk off all over your face while you wear your sister’s panties.” She laughed throatily. She rested her hand on the back of my head and gently stroked my wig, “now be a good slut, and before you swallow, show Auntie Sharon the load.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I obliged while still jerking him off and moving my shoulders to the motion.

I could feel him swelling in my mouth, and his breathing became ragged. Here it comes. With a great grunt, he unleashed a torrent of cum in my mouth. The salty goo, was more than I could handle, and I began to cough a little.

My aunt was on me instantly, “Don’t you fucking dare lose that load, he has been saving it for three weeks and I was going to use it for something else, but then this happened, so don’t spoil my sacrifice, you cock sucking slut!” She screamed at me with such force, that I immediately stopped coughing.

It rested in the back of my throat, and I was looking down embarrassed and highly aroused. Sharon put one finger under my chin and with a gentle loving smile she said, “Show me that cum, you dirty fucking slut.”

I was put at ease by her tone, and opened my mouth. Cum was dribbling down my cheek a little, but most of it was in my mouth. My aunt took a few pictures then switched to video.

“Swallow.”

I obeyed and swallowed what felt like the bitterest pill. It must’ve shown on my face because she laughed a big belly laugh.

“Don’t be such a pussy. You’re my cock sucking cum guzzler now, so you’d better get used to the taste.” She said with the voice you use when talking to babies or puppies and smiled warmly.

“Thank you slave, you are dismissed.”

“Yes, Mistress.” And he got up and left.

“Get showered, and put your regular clothes on. Our first date is almost over.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

I showered and got dressed and we left. She drove me home and we didn’t exchange a word. When we were in front of my house, she looked over at me and warmly reminded me, “Remember, this is our little secret.” She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek and I got out of the car. She drove off, and I walked to my front door bewildered and a little confused. I got inside and everything looked different somehow. Everything was exactly as it was earlier, but I had changed. I was viewing the world from inside my aunt’s… nay, my Mistress’s purse.

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Thank you everyone for reading. I really enjoyed writing it, and am happy to continue this story line. If you have any suggestions on which direction you’d like to see it go, or anything like that, please leave a comment. I’d love to hear any feedback.

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The summer after high school I took a full time job helping out a mentally challenged 28 year old man who lived with his grandparents. I needed to make some money before going off to college. I knew them from the church I went to and their house was within walking distance. Since I was friendly with the family, they were nice enough to pay me cash for the time I spent taking care of their grandson, Ben. They saw me as this nice, quiet girl who was always so polite with them.

I wanted to take school seriously when I got there, but I also wanted to have some fun. I tried to get more serious about my grades in high school. By then I hadn’t had sex in a while during my senior year, and not even after graduation.

Ben was a sweet man with a mentally retarded intelligence which required constant supervision and help with various things. Whenever I saw him he was always so happy to see me. I would go for walks with him in the neighborhood and read books to him. We sometimes played simple children’s games and we also watched movies.

During one of our afternoon walks on the trails in the woods near his house, he and I stopped to sit by the creek. As we sat side by side on some rocks, we started talking about if he had ever kissed a girl before. He said he hadn’t. He asked if he could kiss me. I smiled and nodded. He pressed his lips up against mine for a few seconds. I slowly nibbled on his lips and opened my mouth slightly. I felt his tongue touch mine lingering in my mouth. It felt nice. I felt warmth spread in my pussy. It was getting wet.

Sometime in the second week, when we were watching a movie, Ben asked me if he could kiss me again. He saw the couple in the movie making out. I put my hands on his neck this time when we kissed. Our tongues met again, this time Ben seemed less shy about it. I felt the heat rising in my pussy again. While we kissed, I unbuttoned my blouse and pulled my bra straps down to reveal my tits to Ben. He cupped his hands over my breasts rubbing them softly.

“I touched myself thinking about kissing you last night.” He told me as he went to suckle on my nipples.

“Yeah?” I rubbed my hand over his pants feeling his hard bulge. “Did you cum?”

“Mmmm,” he answered as he kept sucking my tits. He pressed his body up against me. I wanted so much to undo his pants and have a look at his cock, but I didn’t have the nerve to do it. That day I just let him rub himself against me and he sucked on my tits until he came in his pants.

I couldn’t stop thinking about Ben after that. I wanted him inside me so badly.

After weeks of getting along great with Ben and his grandparents, they asked me to stay a little later some nights to help them out. They were generous with their pay. I needed the money and liked the time I spent over there so I stayed more often. During these times, I had to fix Ben dinner, give him a bath, and help him get ready for bed.

The first night I helped Ben in the bath, his grandparents retired early to bed leaving us alone for the entire time. I felt nervous and excited in the bathroom watching Ben take off his clothes and climb into the bathtub. I made sure to fill the tub with warm soapy water. I looked at his nude body when he was getting into the tub. He had a nice body. It was lean and fit, but not very muscular. The thick black hair he had on his head seemed to cover him entirely on his chest, genitals, and legs. He always had this softened vacant stare when he looked at me. He was so sweet to me. I knew he had a crush on me. I had this desire, an aching yearning inside of me, to let this mentally handicapped man have his way with me.

“Do you need me to get diyarbakır escort a washcloth?” I asked him.

“No, I like to use my hands.” He splashed the water around him a little as I shut the faucet off. The tub was about halfway full of warm water and some soapy bubbles floated around him. Through the faintly tinged white water, I could see Ben’s limp cock stirring slightly in the water.

Beth, his grandmother, had told me he needed my help washing himself in the tub. It was easy enough, just a thorough clean wash and get into his pajamas for bed. I started to lather up the soap in my hand to help him clean his chest and back. He just sat there not really doing anything except for splashing in the water a bit. As I washed his chest, I noticed his cock was hardening in the water. He reached his hands over his shaft and began to stroke it absentmindedly like I wasn’t even there. I kept washing him while I watched him touch himself. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want him to stop.

His dick was hard by now. It looked like it was six or seven inches long and more than two inches thick across. As he continued to stroke himself in front of me in the tub, I felt so turned on. I wanted to see him cum. He then looked up at me and said, “You’re so beautiful, Vivian.” His breathing became heavier. I couldn’t help myself at that point and I reached down to stroke his cock for him. He moved his hands and let me. He watched as I quickly stroked his shaft up and down. I leaned down into the tub and put my mouth over the soapy head of his dick and began sucking it. I kept stroking the shaft in the water with one hand while rubbing his balls with the other. Within seconds he started cumming in my mouth. I swallowed his cum still rubbing my hand up and down his shaft and balls. I felt his body shudder in the water.

Ben and I didn’t say very much for the rest of the time in the bathroom. I wrapped a towel around him and we went into his bedroom so he could get ready for bed. I helped him dry off with a towel in his room with the door shut. As I wiped the bathwater off of his body, I saw his dick getting hard again. My panties were already soaking wet from my pussy juices. I was so turned on by the sight of his hard cock again, I knew I had to feel him inside of me. I knelt down as he stood there naked and took him into my mouth again. I sucked him slowly while unzipping my shorts. I stopped and looked at him for a second.

“Ben, have you ever fucked a girl in her pussy before?” I asked him taking off my clothes.

“No.” He shook his head. I laid back on his bed without any clothes on, and spread my legs open for him fingering my own wet cunt.

“Do you want to fuck my pussy?” I pushed my fingers inside of my hole inviting him to shove his cock inside. He nodded dumbly walking towards me. He positioned himself standing between my legs as I raised them up in the air. I opened them wider helping him guide the head of his cock into my cunt. We both watched, my upper body propped up on my hands with my elbows extended, as his fat prick pushed slowly into my velvety fold. Instinctively he knew to pump his cock in and out of my cunt.

“Oh you’re so tight!” He cried throwing his head back and closing his eyes. He continued to grind his hips forward thrusting into me harder and faster. I felt him pounding harder and harder into me, so I tightened my hold around his thick shaft. Oh god, it felt so good. I raised my legs higher and pulled them close to me so his cock angled into my pussy just right. I felt him bumping hard into me hitting my spot. Ben rammed his meat into me the way any young man would who had never felt aydın escort the warmth and wetness of a velvety cunt wrapped around his pole before. It turned me on so much to know that I was letting this mentally retarded man fuck me bareback. I was taking his virginity. I wanted him to cum inside me. My pussy juice squirted out down his shaft as I came. I tried so hard to keep quiet.

Ben got himself into a rhythm fucking me in that position for a really long time. I just kept cumming and squirting. A few times he paused to grope at my tits. He pinched my nipples in awe. Then he continued to pound furiously into my cunt watching my tits bounce. Waves of pleasure flowed through my body. Everything tingled. I hadn’t been fucked like that in a long time. When Ben finally came, the expression on his face was pure bliss as he emptied his balls inside my fuck hole. I wrapped my legs around him holding him inside of me. He lay on top of me panting.

We lay back in bed panting. Our bodies were sweaty in the dimly lit room. Ben rolled over and I felt his limp cock pull out of me. His warm seed spilled out from between my pussy lips. He looked down fascinated.

“Can I have a look?” He asked me.

“Sure.” He peered down between my legs as I lay there naked spreading them apart for him. His fingers parted my cunt lips and pushed into my hole. More of his sperm came out. I rubbed my fingers over my pussy and tasted his cum. He watched me lick my fingers. He pushed his fingers back inside my hole and further in. I moaned again. He looked up at me with delight, as if he had found a button inside of me, and he kept pushing his fingers in and out. I moaned more as he finger fucked me. I began to squirt out of my fuck hole again. This excited him even more and he finger fucked me harder. He pulled his fingers out and sucked my juices off them. I wanted so much for him to fuck me again, but I noticed how late it was getting. I didn’t want anyone to be suspicious about me staying so late. I got dressed and helped him get dressed. I tucked him in bed. I told Ben not to tell anyone before I left. I didn’t want to get in trouble. He agreed.

The next time I came over, Ben and I went for a walk in the woods. This time we sat at the same creek again. Ben asked me if he could see my pussy squirt again. He said he loved it and wanted to watch me cum again. The idea of doing this with him in the wood made me hot, so I took my shorts and panties off. He said he wanted to see me naked, so I took my shirt and bra off too. I sat on top of my clothes on the rock with my legs spread for Ben. He leaned down to examine my cunt closely this time. He pushed his fingers into my pussy and my juices flowed out over his fingers. He rubbed the warmth over my lips and clit and then pushed his fingers back inside my hole. He began finger fucking me like he did the other night. I moaned and squirted cumming on his hand. He kept at it a little while longer. I felt so good like that. I stretched my legs apart sitting on the rock leaning my naked body backwards rubbing my hands over my tits. I panted watching my cum squirt out and saw the delight in his face.

“Oh, Ben, please fuck me.” I wanted him inside me again. This time he undid his pants and pulled his underwear down around his ankles. I stood naked in front of him bending over, bracing myself against some of the rocks near the creek. He kept his clothes on and worked his cock into my tight velvety hole from behind.

“Oh god,” he said pounding his cock into my pussy.

“Fuck me, Ben. I’m your little cunt. Cum in me.” I moaned feeling his fat shaft stroking in and out of my wet tunnel. rize escort I stuck my ass out feeling his hands grabbing my hips. He drilled his dick into my cunt. As he held onto my hips I felt him spreading my asscheeks. I thought about him fucking me in the ass. Ben shoved himself hard up into my tight slit and shot his load in me.

“Oh, Vivian,” he said holding his cock inside me while I was bent over in front of him. He pulled out of me and I sat back down on the rocks. “Can I see?” Ben was so fascinated with looking and playing with my pussy. He pushed apart my cunt lips and watched his seed spill out. He shoved two fingers into my hole letting more of his sperm drip out.

“Do you like it when I swallow your cum?” I asked him catching his cum on my fingers from my hairless slit. He nodded. I sucked on my fingers closing my eyes and moaned.

Ben then he rubbed his fingers over my cunt lips a moment, but his eyes were drawn to something a little lower. His fingers traced over my asshole. I tightened my anus for a second, only to relax, and I felt his finger enter inside. He worked his finger in and out of my asshole as I continued to pant with my legs spread open sitting on the rock.

It felt so good, I wanted to feel his dick up inside my ass. “Use your cock, Ben. Fuck my asshole.” I lifted my legs up still spread apart for him as he fumbled with his dick pushing his head into my anus. His cock was mostly hard, while he continued to pump, I felt his dick harden as it slid in and out of my ass.

I reached my hand down to rub my clit feeling myself climaxing again. I was getting off so much thinking about how Ben had now fucked all of my holes. I felt like such a dirty whore at that moment. I let a mentally retarded man fuck me and I loved it. I was getting paid to look after him and I let him use my holes to feel good. I felt a wave of orgasm hit me. I wanted so much for him to cum in my ass now. Ben leaned his weight onto me as he humped his cock into my asshole. I pulled him close to me kissing him passionately on the lips. I felt his tongue in my mouth and we locked lips like any passionate lovers would. I tightened my anus around his shaft as he pumped in again. I heard him grunt against me. He shoved his dick all the way in releasing his load into my ass.

Ben and I carried on like this for the next month without anyone knowing. I would suck his cock sometimes when he took a bath. A few times I even took off my clothes and rode his dick in the tub. I still remember how dirty I felt when I pressed my wet tits up against him straddling my legs around his waist. He learned to hold me up and fuck up into my hole when I was on top. I loved letting him use my pussy like that.

Most of the time we had sex in the woods. He would ask to finger fuck me on that rock until I begged him to fuck me. It was the second time he had his cock in my asshole, and I asked if he wanted to cum in my mouth. I wrapped my mouth around his member telling him my ass tasted good on his dick. He took so much pleasure in this, he wanted to cum in my mouth after fucking my ass every time after that.

When I had to get ready to go away to college I stopped working this job and never saw Ben again. On our last day together, I spent the whole day with him. His grandparents thought it was so sweet how close we became.

I spent the day doing everything to please him and make his cock feel good. I stroked and sucked him letting him cum on my face and tits one last time. When he was ready to go again, I let him fuck me in the ass. In our last hour together, we talked about it, and he said he wanted his last memory of me to be my cunt. In his room, on his bed I rode his thick cock one last time feeling him empty his balls into me.

Ben was one of my many dirty little secrets. I couldn’t help but want to do such naughty things to get off.

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Jessica strained and struggled against the bonds that held her upright, but they held without budging. She could just see the bright red ball gag that filled her mouth, causing a steady stream of drool to leak out before dripping onto her breasts. She loved the sensation of being helpless and the thought of what was coming made her wetter than she had ever been before.

Scarcely more than an 24 hours ago she had been sitting at her computer idly surfing the internet when a popup and caught her attention. Something about it had intrigued her, to the point that she ignored her initial impulse to close it and resume clicking. She wasn’t entirely sure how it had happened, given that she had several pop up blockers that should have prevented it from showing up at all.

“You are bored with your sex life” it had said. She had noticed that it wasn’t a question the way they so often are, and it didn’t blink, or flash, or ask for her credit card number, the way you might expect. All it said was that she was bored, and a small blue link filled the bottom of the window.

When she had clicked on it she was taken to a blank black screen with nothing but a logo in the upper right corner that said “Sexual Adventures.” The only other thing on the screen was an address and a time. At this point she was hooked. She wasn’t sure what it was about this that spoke to something inside of her, and any rational person should have ignored it or run the other direction, but instead she copied down the address and the time.

***

She arrived at the address and was surprised to see what looked to be an office park in the middle of a group of warehouses. A carefully manicured lawn and a row of hedges sheltered the small parking lot from the passing gaze of the road in front of it.

She pulled up and parked in front of the building, choosing a spot closest to the door. The logo that she had seen from the website had been etched into the glass of the door. She felt her pulse quicken in excitement.

She hesitated only momentarily before picking up her purse and heading inside the building. A typical waiting room filled the front of the building and a woman looked up from behind a desk as she entered. She raised an eyebrow in inquiry.

“I found your website…” Jessica started awkwardly

The woman handed her a clipboard with a thick packet of paperwork.

“Fill that out and bring it back when you are done” she said

Jessica read through the paperwork which turned out to be a mess of nondisclosure and waivers in case of injury, not something that boded overly well as an introduction.

Again she hesitated. In the end she went through with it and handed the mess of paperwork to the secretary.

The woman glanced through the paperwork, as she finished she reached out and pushed a button that had been mounted to the underside of the countertop.

“They will be with you shortly.” kırşehir escort she said “have a seat”

Jessica sat in one of the chair’s nearest to the door, scarcely a moment had passed before two men in black jumpsuits entered through a door at the far end of the room.

“Jessica?” one asked

She nodded mutely.

“Come with us” he said

She walked with them through the door. Past the carefully manicured front office large parts of the building reverted back to the warehouse that it had almost certainly been before its current use. The entered into a room with walls that had been stripped to the studs.

The men started to undress her with careful efficiency. She was stripped bare in a matter of second. They strapped stiff leather cuffs around her wrists before securing them to a chain that was attached to one of the cross beams in the ceiling.

One of the men went over to a rack leaning against the wall and returned with a long metal bar with loops on either end. The spread her legs apart and attached each end of the bar to one of her ankles.

Lastly one of the men reached into his pocket and produced a bright red ballgag. She opened her mouth obediently and they secured it behind her head, pulling it tight and securing it, her mouth forced open as the ball pressed between her jaws.

Their job done the two men left the room, closing the door behind them.

Jessica could barely move, her wrists were secured in such a way that she could only touch the floor if she stood on the tips of her toes. She felt vulnerable and exposed, her breasts and pussy were on display to anyone who walked by and she would not be able to so much as cover herself if she so desired.

Somewhere behind her she heard the door open and the sound of bare feet walking on the concrete approached her. She tried to turn to face whoever had entered the room but her bonds kept her from moving more than her head, which was unable to provide her with so much as a glance at her company.

Rough, calloused hands brushed against her tender, exposed flesh, eliciting a surprised squeak. She tried involuntarily to flinch away from the new sensation but again she was unable to make any headway. One hand slid up her chest, grasping both of her breasts firmly and twisting her nipples painfully before one slid down between her legs. Another body pressed up against her and she felt the stiff pressure of an erect cock press against her ass. The hands held her body tight, holding her in place. His fingers started to stroke along the length of her already sopping wet pussy before dipping inside to discover her clit. She groaned, her mouth obstructed by the gag that was still in place as his skillful touch brought her to the brink of orgasm and kept her there. Her hips bucked against his hand, desperate for the last bit of pleasure she needed to cascade into orgasm, but the sweet release was niğde escort denied her. He kept her on the brink.

“Do you want to cum?” a voice made husky with desire whispered in her ear

she nodded vigorously, to engrossed in his touch to trust herself with words

“When we ask you something you say ‘yes sir’ or ‘no sir'” he said

“yesh shir” she mumbled through the gag

with barely more than a flick his touch brought one of the biggest orgasms she had ever had screaming to life inside of her. She collapsed, sagging against bonds that kept her upright and exposed. His hands left her body and she felt a pressure against the outer edge of her pussy. With hardly a moment’s notice his cock thrust inside of her, his first thrust lifting her from the ground with its force.

He grabbed her hips, using them as leverage to increase his thrusts, each one causing his balls to smack against her pussy and her breasts to slap together.

The room that they were in echoed the cries of their passion. She ached for him to be rougher, his thrusts to be stronger, his hands to rake her flesh. Try as she might the gag in her mouth prevented her from making much more than grunting sounds and she soon gave up trying, resigning herself to his care.

He slammed his cock into her, her tight wet hole enveloping his member. She screamed again into the gag as another orgasm ripped through her. Had her legs not been restrained and her arms secured to the ceiling she likely would have collapsed, and her body did its best to relax, her legs going weak. She sagged against her bonds.

Her partner either took no notice or did not care about the state that she was in, continuing his thrusts. His hands slipped around, grabbing her breasts and twisting her nipples cruelly. He lifted each breast by the nipple, eliciting a pained protest from her.

His grunts and cries increased, seeming to come from all around her as the echoed from the bare studs and concrete floor. She tried to close her legs, an involuntary motion brought on by muscle contractions that rocked through her, but the iron bar that bound her legs kept them apart, her pussy remaining accessible to her partners use.

The speed of his thrusts increased until all of a sudden he stopped, almost motionless. Short seconds later a wave of hot cum erupted from his cock, spraying and coating the inside of her pussy.

He pulled his cock from her well used hole and without another word he turned and left the room. Bound as she was her legs forced apart by irons cruel embrace she could neither cover herself nor obstruct the flow of cum that had started to leak from her pussy.

Workers in black jumpsuits entered the room. Carefully but firmly they released the bonds that secured her arms over her head and she sighed as protesting muscles were allowed to ease into a more comfortable position. She could feel the cum ordu escort leaking out of her and her thoughts were of getting into a hot shower and working the knots out of her arms.

She was surprised when instead of just helping her out of her bonds the workers pulled her arms behind her back. They were tied there, her skin bit by the grain of nylon rope. The spreader bar was removed from between her legs and they two were tied together, causing her to have to lean against one of the workers. She felt a hand squeeze one of her breasts and looked into the eyes of the man who was holding her up, he grinned lustily at her.

They carried her over to one corner of the room where a mattress had been tossed haphazardly. All at once the support that she was leaning against was removed and she toppled onto the mattress, bouncing with the force of her fall.

The two workers left her, the door shutting with a sense of finality. She squirmed into a position where she could be comfortable. Her pussy was sore from the abuse that it had endured earlier and she knew she was going to be walking a little funny the next day. This was something that she had never done before, and she was already enjoying herself a great deal.

She cried and squirmed under his care. This man was every bit as rough as the last. She could tell that she already had bruises forming from her rough treatment and she wondered how she was going to explain them. He rolled her over onto her back, further pinning her arms against the mattress. He slid his cock inside of her, the position of her legs making her pussy tighter than usual. The cum that was still leaking out of her from her last partner helped to ease his cock inside. He was bigger than the last man and she groaned through the obstacle in her mouth as his cock stretched out her aching pussy.

“you got something to say?” he asked

reaching behind her head he undid the gag, pulling it from her mouth and tossing it idaly to the side.

“fuck me harder” she pleaded with a groan

“what did you say slut?” he asked, slapping her ass roughly

“please fuck me harder sir” she begged

He rolled her over onto her side, her arms still restrained behind her back causing her to grunt in discomfort as sore joints protested the repositioning. Strong hands grasped her arm and one of her thighs, using them as leverage to pull her aching body against his. She moaned and screamed, her mouth now free of obstructions as his cock sunk deep into her pussy.

The force of his thrusts increased, bouncing her body around on the mattress in the throes of wanton passion, her body used as his sexy toy, bound and controlled for his pleasure. Her cries now unfettered filled the small room, echoing off the bare walls and cement floor. At the height of her pleasure she heard him grunt, sinking the length of his cock into her he cried out. She felt a wash of cum, molten in the heat of their passion flow forth, coating the inside of her abused pussy and pushing her over the edge into another screaming orgasm, one more in a long line of uncounted pleasure.

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Tristen, My Daughter’s Friend (chapter 3)

Jay, a 40 year old married man had recently crossed the line with one of his daughter’s good friends, Tristen. It started out innocently when Tristen busted Jay masturbating one night when she spent the night with Jay’s daughter, Anna. The next time she spent the night it quickly escalated into a lustful session of hot sex. To top that off Jay had just learned that his daughter also liked Tristen more than just as a friend via his secret recording of them in the shower.

A week had past and Jay was still amazed at what had transpired the week before with Tristen. Jay didn’t mean for to the two of them to have sex, only a little playing around but passion and lust had the better of both of them. Jay couldn’t tell anyone about what they had done. His wife would leave him for sure for cheating on her and she was too conservative to like the idea of their daughter Anna being a lesbian or bisexual. He wasn’t really sure what Anna was. He only knew what he saw when he put his phone in the bathroom to secretly record some video of Tristen in the shower, but he got way more than he ever expected.

It was Saturday morning and Jay’s wife was packing up her and their kids things for a weekend getaway to visit family. Jay stayed behind to finish doing some work in the yard before the fall became winter. Anna also stayed behind because she had to work a shift in the morning at her part time job. Jay cleaned up the yard and then exhausted he drug himself inside and hopped in the shower to clean off.

While he was in the shower he heard someone walking across the floor and the door to the bathroom cracked open. “Hey daddy, we’re home” he heard Anna say. “We’re?” Jay thought to himself. “Who’s we’re?” he asked. “It’s me and Tristen” Anna announced to him. “She’s hanging out with me for the day.” “Hey Mr. Wells!” Jay heard another voice from behind the door and he recognized Tristen’s voice immediately. Jay smiled and his mind traveled back to last week when he had taken this young girls virginity on the couch in an unplanned night of fun. Jay stroked his cock in the shower a little bit thinking about it while the girls were just on the other side of the door.

Jay finished up his shower and put on a clean pair of shorts and a shirt and walked out his room and down the hall. Anna’s door to her room was closed and he heard the girls giggling and talking about something. Jay went down stairs and grabbed a snack and sat on “the couch” where all the fun had taken place and searched for a football game on TV.
After a little while Jay became board with the game, it was a blowout. He started flipping through his phone and watched the video that he had made last week of his daughter and Tristen in the shower. He couldn’t believe how beautiful their bodies were. He was more interested in Tristen and had never really thought about his daughter in a sexual way, but he did like her young beautiful body, it looked like a hotter and younger version of his wife.

While he was viewing his video he received a text message from Tristen, an image. He quickly opened it and saw a picture of Tristen between a pair of open legs with nothing on. Her hand was off to the side and her face was inches away from his daughter’s pussy. Quickly another message came and said “Shh… come watch.” With a winking emoji also.

Jay hopped up of the couch and carefully snuck upstairs and tip toed towards Anna’s room where the door was cracked open only about an inch. Jay carefully positioned himself where he could look in the room unnoticed by the girls. Laid across the bed was his daughter with her head toward the foot of the bed and away from view of the door. Her shirt was pulled up over her chest and Tristen had bayburt escort a hold of Anna’s legs and had her face buried in her snatch enjoying herself on his daughter’s pussy. Tristen only had a pair of panties on and she was topless with nicely sized tits hanging down from her chest in nice view for Jay.

Jay couldn’t believe it, Tristen had given him the best gift, almost as much as she gave him last week when he fucked her virgin pussy on the couch. He felt his dick get hard as he looked on watching quietly. The girls were being quiet so that they wouldn’t alarm Jay who was supposedly downstairs watching football, not watching a homemade lesbian porno.

Tristen climbed on top of Anna and began to kiss on her chest and fondle her nipples and then she moved up to kiss her on the mouth. Their breasts were pressed together and their legs tangled together while they made out. Tristen paused for a second and looked up at the door and smiled knowing that Jay was standing there watching in delight.

Tristen slid her panties off and moved back, laid on her back with her head against the headboard, spread her legs open for Anna, and motioned her to come take her turn enjoying some of her sweet nectar. Anna crawled up and started fingering Tristen’s pussy with her middle fingers and then she bend over and dove her head between Tristen’s legs. Jay watched his daughter slowly lick up between her labia and press against her clit. She lowered her mouth on her clit and sucked on it while she fingered her pussy at the same time.

Anna arched her back down and pushed her ass up in the air while she was enjoying herself on Tristen. Jay looked at her small tight ass and he had a perfect view of her pussy that was almost dripping from the tongue bath that she had gotten from her lover. Jay grabbed his cock and felt it surge with excitement as he stared into his daughter’s room. He couldn’t believe he was turned on like he was staring at his daughter’s ass.

As Anna enjoyed herself between Tristen’s legs he decided this was too good of an opportunity to waste not stroking his cock. He unzipped his shorts and unbuckled his pants and lowered them just enough to free his hard dick and aching balls. Slowly he ran his hand up and down his shaft as he enjoyed the show. Tristen looked at the door again with a big smile as she moaned louder almost teasing Jay with her looks. Jay imagined just walking in and taking his dick and sliding it inside his daughter wet pussy. No, he couldn’t do that, Anna would freak he thought.

“Does my pussy taste different babe?” Tristen playfully asked. “No, why? Did you do something to it?” Anna asked inquisitively. “I’m not a virgin any more” she said as Anna looked up at her face. “Really?” Anna said “who got your first fuck” Anna asked in excitement. Jay’s eyes got bigger as he wondered what Tristen was up to. “An older man” Tristen said with a smile. “Oh my god, really?” Anna responded back to her as she finger fucked her as she sat up to get the story. “Do I know him?” Anna threw out another question. “Tell me!” she demanded. “I’ll tell you who it is right after you get back to fucking me” she said.

Tristen turned over and got on her hands and knees and spanked herself on the ass, “Lick my asshole girl.” she said as she pulled her ass cheek to the side spreading it open. Jay wanted to go in there and share Tristen with his daughter so badly. Anna dove back into her soaking wet pussy and began to lick her all up and down her ass crack too. She straighten up on her knees and inserted her fingers into her pussy and reached around and began to caress her breasts that were dangling down while she finger fucked her.

Anna laid back on the bed with her head to the footboard like before bilecik escort and opened her legs and said “my turn again.” Tristen turned around started to scissor Anna by sitting down and lining up her pussy right on top of Anna’s. Tristen began to rock back and forth and stimulate her clit by pressing down on her Anna’s.

Jay got hard as a rock and his dick was bulging with his veins showing. He was so turned on, he really was thinking about busting in there and stealing Tristen away from Anna. Tristen spoke up “You promise you won’t be mad if I tell you who I fucked?” “Yes” Anna replied, “I swear.” Jay swallowed hard and waited for what would happen next. Anna got up and began to eat out Tristen’s pussy again. Tristen moaned louder and Anna hushed her saying “You’re gonna get my dad’s attention, shhh.” Tristen smiled and said “I think I already have your dad’s attention.” Anna stopped and looked at Tristen, “Wait, what? What do you mean?” Tristen abruptly said “your dad fucked me.” “Oh My God! No way” Anna said in denial. Tristen explained the whole thing and how it got started innocently a month ago. She even told Anna that her dad knew about their secret relationship and that he was cool with it. The two girls sat there naked on the bed while Jay listened in. Anna asked more questions and ask if she was going to fuck him again. Tristen asked her if that would be ok with her. Anna said “whatever makes you happy, that’s what I want for you.”

The two of them met in the middle of the bed on their knees and began to kiss passionately while they held each other. Jay couldn’t believe it, Anna was ok with her best friend fucking her dad. She must be a secret little slut and was not aware of it the whole time. He began to stroke his cock again watching them get back into the mood.

Anna got down on her hands and knees and said “it’s time for me to cum” as she invited Tristen to play with her pussy again by waving it back and forth slowly. Tristen crawled right over and slid her fingers in and then her tongue. Jay couldn’t take it anymore seeing Tristen’s ass pointed right at the door. She even waved it, Jay knew that was his invitation to join the party on the bed. Jay dropped his shorts off completely and he slowly opened the door to Anna’s bedroom and walked up behind Tristen and grabbed her ass with one hand and held his dick in the other as he slid it inside her tight little pussy.

“Oh God” Tristen said as she felt his thick cock fill up her pussy. Jay began to rock back and forth going deeper into her pussy with every stroke. Anna turned around to see her dad standing behind Tristen and she said “daddy?” “Hey baby” Jay replied. “Bout time you joined us” Tristen said as she turned to smile at Jay. Anna smiled and returned to being pleasured by Tristen’s tongue. Jay could not believe how lucky he was and how much he was enjoying himself with these two girls.

After watching Tristen enjoy herself on Anna’s pussy for so long he decided he wanted a taste of Tristen. That was one thing he had not done yet with her. He pulled out and crawled on the bed and helped himself to Tristen’s pussy. Her sweet nectar was heavenly and he lapped it up with his tongue.

The threesome changed positions on the bed to accommodate Jay joining them. Anna flipped over on her back sitting up against the headboard and Tristen slid up more in the bed and continued dining on Anna’s pussy. Jay laid on his back and positioned his head under Tristen’s pussy who was on her knees. Tristen lowered herself onto Jay’s face and the fun continued. Jay reached up with his arms and fondled her breasts while he kissed and sucked on her clit.

The girls began to moan louder as the neared climaxing. Jay was turned on so burdur escort much by the sounds of their voices and the little pet things they said to each other. It wasn’t long before Anna announced “Shit! I’m cumming” and let out a loud scream in ecstasy. Tristen released her mouth from Anna’s pussy and then turned and crawled on top of Jay in a 69 position. Jay let out a moan as he felt Tristen’s lips take his stiff cock in her mouth.

Anna crawled closer to watch her dad enjoy himself on her best friend. Anna rubbed her back and grabbed her ass inches away from her dad’s tongue. Anna began to play with Tristen’s asshole fingering it slightly and then caressing her breast as well. Jay could feel his daughters hand against his chest, cupped on Tristen’s breast. Jay decided to work his tongue up to Tristen’s asshole and lick it while his daughter was fingering it. “Mmm, yes” Tristen said as she felt his tongue press against her ass.

It didn’t take long before their ass play sent Tristen to a climax and she pressed down hard on Jay’s lips and he tongued her as deep as his tongue would go feeling his daughter’s finger with his tongue inside her ass.

Tristen rolled off Jay and then he stood up on the side of the bed with his hard cock pointing toward the girls. Grabbing his cock and wrapping her lips around it Jay watched as she sucked him good. She played with his balls and would lick up his long shaft covered in her own saliva. Anna sat next to her watching her dad enjoy himself. “Mmmm, I can still taste my pussy on it” Tristen said with a smile. “You want some, Anna?” turning and looking at her. Jay’s mind flooded with thoughts, “Would she do that? Would he let her do that? Is that crossing the line that you just don’t cross?” Tristen continued on pleasuring Jay while he gently caressed her head and hair.

Once again, Tristen offered some of the fun to Anna, “it’s just a dick Anna, and you’ll love the taste of it.” Anna lowered her head slowly closer to her dad’s cock while Tristen licked up the slides and around the tip. “Its Okay baby if you want to, you can.” Jay offered to ease her mind. That was all it took and Anna grabbed the base of her dad’s shaft and licked the other side of his long pole while Tristen took the other. “Oh god, yes” Jay thought to himself as he watched the two girls enjoy their pussy flavored Popsicle. Tristen backed off and let Anna have more time with his dick. Anna took the head of his dead into her mouth and sucked on it hard and gradually took more of it deeper into her mouth. Tristen rejoined the fun and licked alongside the shaft next to Anna’s lips.

Anna let off and gave Tristen a quick tongue kiss and then they continued to work Jay’s dick. They would alternate between kissing and licking the head of his dick. Jay reached down with each hand and took one of each girl’s breasts in his hand. He caressed them and pinched their nipples while they took turns sucking him off. After they got in a rhythm sucking on his dick Jay felt his cum beginning to build up. “Oh shit, I’m gonna cum soon” he announced.

Tristen began to stroke his cock faster with her hand and Anna fondled his balls with her finger tips. The girls put their faces together and both opened their mouths with tongues ready to receive the hot salty sperm that would soon appear. “Fuck, yess!” Jay announced as he moaned loudly watching cum jet from his cock into Tristen’s mouth and then to Anna’s. Tristen quickly helped herself to the cum that was oozing out of his dick and cleaned it off it. Anna saw a little bit of cum on the side of Tristen’s cheek and went to retrieve it with her mouth. She licked it off the side of her cheek and then the two girls shared a kiss with their mouthful of cum as Jay stood watching recovering from his cum. They cleaned up and got dressed and Jay went back downstairs and the girls stayed in Anna’s room talking all afternoon as if nothing had ever happened.

(to be continued…)

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It was an average day for Jenny as she walked to her first period. She felt oddly happy for some reason but she couldn’t figure out why. As she walked into her first class she paused in the door for a second and scanned the room for her friend Ashley. She quickly rushed over and hugged her friend. ” H-hey there Jen… Whatcha doing?” Jen blushed and realized that she had her face buried in her friends chest. “Uhhhhh …  Scuba diving?” Ashley giggled and sat down. “C’mon class is about to start silly.” Jen quickly sat down and started to unpack her bag when suddenly she felt a soft touch under the table. She blushed and looked over at Ashley who was blushing and smiling at the same time. Ashley reached higher and spread Jen’s legs softly brushing her panties. Jen gasped and tried to hide the pleasurable look on her face. Ashley giggled and quickly scribbled out a note and handed it to Jen. It read “Meet me in the bathroom next period.” It had a little heart next to it. Jen looked up at Ashley but she was already doing her work for that class.

After the period was over Jen quickly rushed to the bathroom she didn’t know what that feeling was that Ashley gave her but she wanted more. She quickly sat in a stall and waited barley able to contain all the thoughts rushing through her head. She soon found her self rubbing her vagina softly through her panties. It felt wonderful, but as soon as Jen really got into it and let out a small squeak she heard Ashley’s voice “Starting without me?” Jen quickly looked up and sivas escort moved her hands, Ashley giggled and opened the stall door closing it behind her. “It’s better if you have someone helping you.” 

Ashley quickly got on her knees and kissed Jen’s vagina through her panties. Jen moaned softly as Ashley moved Jen’s skirt and started to softly lick her vagina. Jenny was in heaven she laid her head back and Ashley tugged of Jen’s panties and and nibbled gently on her clit. Jen wanted to moan and scream from pleasure she felt a warm feeling build up inside her. Jen put her hands on Ashley’s head and pushed her into her pussy. Ashley began to tounge Jen’s pussy feeling her need to cum. Jen moaned more and more as the feeling grew stronger and the need to let something out of her exploded. She threw her head back in ecstasy with a loud moan she squeezed her eyes shut and began to cum all over Ashley’s face. But she felt something else with it almost as if she was … She realized she was not only cumming for the first time but she was peeing! As Jen opened her eyes to look down at Ashley, Ashley’s face was shiny and glistening as she was trying to drink Jenny’s piss!
Jen didn’t know what to do all she could think was how hot Ashley looked with her face being showered with her sweet juices. After what seemed like forever Jen’s squirting died down and she came down off of her orgasm high. Jen looked at Ashley covered head to toe in cum and piss, it turned Jen on even more. Ashley giggled and licked her self trabzon escort a little bit cleaning her face a small bit licking her lips seductively. “Jen close your eyes I have a surprise for you.” Jen wondered what else she could possibly do to pleasure her more, her pussy was still twitching along with her hips which were still softly bucking. She couldn’t guess so she just obeyed Ashley and closed her eyes. Ashley giggled and Jen felt something warm, soft, and moist prodded at her assholes entrance. She gasped slightly and tensed for a moment before relaxing and allowing it to slip in. Ashley’s tongue felt great inside Jen, Jen felt like she was melting as Ashley’s tongue wiggled around inside her and explored every little nook and cranny inside Jen. Jen began to feel another orgasm coming on, she moaned and pulled on Ashley’s head begging for her to destroy her asshole with her tongue. 
Ashley shoved her entire face in between Jen’s ass cheeks and began hungrily sucking and nibbling on Jen’s asshole. Jen moaned in pleasure loudly and began to leak cum and piss all down her legs. Ashley tongued Jen’s ass harder and faster and Jen orgasmed bucking her hips grinding her asshole on Ashley’s face leaking cum and piss all over the stall. She moaned and smiled she knew Ashley was her best friend for life.

3 years later

Jen and Ashley had moved into an apartment together and were a happy and completely open couple in public. Just graduating after graduating from high school they both decided that tekirdağ escort they were going to go to the same college they just hadn’t decided where to go yet. “Hey Jen?” “Yea?” “What are we going to do for food tonight, we don’t have a lot of cash and not much in the fridge.” “Hmmmm. Maybe take out? From that Chinese place on 10th ave?” Ashley grined evilly a little and giggled. “I know something else we can eat hehehehe.” “Oh hush you or I won’t wear my collar later.” “No fairrrr.” Moaned Ashley. “Fine takeout it is but save the chopsticks you never know when you may need them.” She winked and giggled.

Jen flopped on the couch and turned on the flat screen tv they had “convinced” to give them to for half price. Ashley jumped onto the couch next to her and kissed her cheek, grabbing a blanket and pulling over them. Jen smiled and cuddled close to Ashley, she started to get comfy when all of a sudden she felt Ashley start to stroke her hair. Stroking her hair Jen found out was a major turn on she liked when Ashley pulled on it softly and braided it a little roughly. She smiled and decided to play Ashley’s little game and softly sucked on her nipple through her shirt. Jen heard Ashley moan and she suckled on it through Jen’s soft white cotton t-shirt. In response to this Ashley tugged on Jen’s hair a little and reached down to start rubbing Jen’s ass. Anal had always been a thing that they did from time to time when they wanted to change things up, Jen moaned and lifted Ashley’s shirt up revealing her pink plump nipples.
Jen sucked and nibbled while Ashley pulled down Jens thin panties and toyed with her clit. Feeling the cool air on her pussy Jen moaned and look up at Ashley “I’m ready mistress.”

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