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Here is a young love / incest story I wrote over a year ago. It was well received on another site, so I have copied it here. Tell me your thoughts.
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I have been with Gina for about three years now. She is all the woman a man could ever dream of having. Sweet, kind, considerate, with a considerable desire to please! We had been living together most of that time, living as a family, Gina, her daughter and I, with only the marriage part missing. See, Gina had been through a rough life. Shitty childhood, crappy marriage, an all around rough time, and she was showing it when we met. She had no self esteem, working a dead end job, no future and no hope of a future, but I saw something in her that I thought was special, a special caring that was only partly obscured and, I felt, only needed a little polishing to really come out, and in time I was greatly rewarded for my efforts. With some loving and a little time she came out of her funk and began to have dreams and goals again. She still wasn’t ready to marry me like I wanted, but she wasn’t about to let me go either so I was content.

Gina was a petite strawberry blond, about five feet in heels, trim figure, B cups, and she never once complained about my eight plus inch cock being a problem, in fact she always attacked it with gusto, and even after all day or night fuck sessions she didn’t admit to being sore.

Her daughter Kari was already a few inches taller than Gina, her body was very thin and flat chested, but with a nice well rounded ass. She kept herself plain, no makeup to hide her freckles and her strawberry blond hair was straight and shoulder length, she would probably be a slightly taller version of her mother.

One early fall day Gina and I both decided to play hooky from work, as it was a warm day and we had not had much private time away from her daughter Kari. I loved Kari as if she was my own, but she did have a habit of interrupting me and her mom’s more passionate movements, frustrating the hell out of me. We began that day as soon as Kari was out the door, our clothes a trail from the kitchen to the bed room, shorts, then socks on the floor, shirt on a chair, bra on a door handle, you get the idea. We were both horney as hell so once the love making began it only took us a few minutes to complete, but that was OK because we had all day.

As we lay there, me on my back, Gina with her head on my chest, our breathing slowing, our skin cooling with sweat, Gina began to speak, “Joe… you remember that time I asked you what it was you always wanted to do, but didn’t think you would ever get the chance?

“Which one, see the top of Everest or screw a young Rachel Welch” I teased?

Gina slapped my chest and said “I’m serious”.

“Sorry” I replied. “I’m not sure, remind me”.

“A few months back, you and I were down town that warm afternoon… you were a little buzzed…” she paused.

It came back to me, one of those throw away statements you use to get a reaction out of someone. I had said I always wanted a virgin, but had never been with one and it looked like I never would. I asked “the virgin thing”?

“That’s it” she said.

“What about it? You gonna tell me you were a virgin and Kari’s not yours?

“NO” she said and slapped my chest again, “but what would you think if I said you could get that wish”.

Wondering what the trap was, I proceeded cautiously, this kind of teasing could be fun or get me in trouble! “I would wonder if you were trying to tell me to pack up and go”.

Gina lifted her head and looked at me “I have no plans to let you go, you’re stuck with me for the rest of my life so try again”.

“Oh no” I said, I’m not looking for trouble, especially exposed to you like I am, motioning to my cock with my eyes, “If I answer wrong I could be in a world of hurt”.

Gina smiled and gently grasped my cock, her hand seeming tiny in comparison, she smiled and said” relax, I’m not done with this yet…. Do you remember what I told you about my first time”?

“Yeah” I said “Sounded pretty typical, a lot of anticipation and a big letdown, at least for you”.

“Well… that’s not the whole truth. I never told the real story to anyone, but I have no doubt the others involved told a whole lot o’ people”. She became quiet again, then she lifted herself up and sat facing my cross legged, hands clasped together between her legs. “I was running around with this group at school. I thought I was so cool that they accepted me. The popular kids had their friends, the nerds had theirs, and I just didn’t fit in anywhere, so I found this group of losers. They played me like a fool! I would steal stuff from the store for them, I stole money from my parents for them, I did whatever they wanted because I wanted them to like me… I needed them to like me”.

I remained quiet, she didn’t unload on me like this very often, so when she did I knew how important it was to her. I let her go on.

“One day my FRIENDS invited me to a party one was having at his house. His parents were gone, and left him alone. Wow I thought a REAL party, with beer and maybe pot, man was I excited. It was Friday and we went straight to his house with four other guys, they said there would be some of the girls in the group coming later. God was I an idiot….” Again she was silent, staring at the ceiling, I saw a tear on each cheek, in a whisper she said “They raped me….”

I sat in stunned silence. I knew her parents had been losers, the best thing they ever did for Gina was both die the same year she turned eighteen. This was not the time to speak, I had nothing to say, this was beyond my experience and what happened was way beyond my control, all I could do was give her all my attention. “I’m listening sweet heart”.

She dropped her eyes to me and gave me a smile “I know you are my love, and that’s why I knew I could trust you with this. I never even told this to Kari’s father…. All weekend they kept me in that house. When I tried to scream they stuffed a sweaty sock in my mouth, when I struggled they slapped me, they hit me… and when I kicked at them….” Again she paused, sobbing, her tears ran freely down her cheek, she sniffed and absentmindedly she ran her nose across her upper arm. When she composed herself some she continued “They held my legs open and each took a turn with me, one after another, hour after hour, again and again. They called me names no young girl deserves to be called, said this was all I was good for”. Now she was becoming more animated, angrier “They called their friends and more came over, some with their girlfriends who watched and didn’t do a damn thing to stop it. It didn’t stop until Monday morning….” She stopped and sighed then again quietly continued “They threw me my clothes said if I told anyone they would just say I asked for it, or their parents were lawyers and a loser like me couldn’t get them in trouble, that kind of bull shit. They kept saying that shit, and other stuff while we walked to school, well half way there I took off running for home, all the while them laughing and saying ‘run home loser, run home to the drunks’, hell they knew my parents wouldn’t do a damn thing. When I got home I ran inside and my mom was in front of the T.V., vodka in her hand like always, and her eyes glassy and shit, all she did was look up at me and spit out ‘what do you want’”. Again Gina stopped to collect herself, wipe away her tears, and to swallow her sobs. I didn’t know what to think, this was pretty heavy stuff, and I was feeling helpless and I wasn’t even there. Eventually she went on “If EVER I needed the love of my mother, or just another human being, it was that moment, and my mother was so involved with her booze she didn’t see her own daughter standing in front of her crying out for help. I was still covered in their filth, I couldn’t out run the smell of their sex, so I went to my room, stripped out of my clothes climbed into the shower and washed it off… I washed my clothes not feeling anything at that point, I just felt numb. Mom was blotto by then, so I took one of her half drunken vodka bottles and polished it off myself, puked and then climbed into bed for two days… and you know what”? Her sobs returned and she struggled to finish “my parents never checked on me”.

Wow, I was emotionally drained after that and still at a loss for words so I continued to be silent.

Gina broke the silence by saying “Now you know why I’m so fucked up” and she gave a little laugh.

I reached for her, all I wanted to do was fold her into my arms and protect her from the demons I now knew had been, and were still tormenting her. She melted into me and her sobs grew to a full cry and I just let her cry, stroking her hair, and giving her the love she had been denied as a child, and loving her all the more for telling me her story. “I don’t know what to say, I’m afraid I just don’t have an answer for this”.

Gina pulled back finally with a weak smile “you don’t need to say anything silly, your love has helped me more than you can imagine”. Placing a hand on my chest and running her fingers in my chest hair she said “I never knew love until you came into my life…. I mean, I knew the love of my child, and the love I had for her, but the rest of me was empty, and I was afraid of what my life would be like without it”. Gina began to pat my chest, and looking down she said “which brings me to the question I need to ask you”.

“Anything” I said.

“Kari is so much like me. She is always complaining about being unhappy at school, you know, no one likes her, she’s not pretty or popular…. You know she hasn’t even had her period yet”.

“That’s no big deal, what did the doctor say her last check up”?

“It doesn’t matter what the doctor said, to Kari she is still inadequate, and it’s just another thing to be self conscious about. She’s going to be fourteen next week, she’s in the eighth grade and all this is important to her, and I don’t have any answers that she likes”.

“OK… well we will work together and get her through this. You can ell her your story….”

“Are you kidding? She’ll just think I made it up to keep her away from the losers she hanging out with….”

Now it was my turn to interrupt “Wait, how do you know she’s hanging with losers”?

She dropped her head again and said sheepishly “I spied on her” and quickly added “I’m her mom and I have a right to”.

Laughing I said “Whoa there little lady, I think you should keep tabs on who she’s with and what she’s doing, you’ll get no argument from me”.

“Well, I thought you might not understand so I didn’t tell you. I volunteered at her school a bunch of times and I saw who she was with and I saw myself about her age.” Gina looked into my eyes and continued “This is why I want you to be Kari’s first”.

“WHAT” I said, incredulous? “I love her as my own daughter, and what you’re asking is definitely a violation of that kind of trust”.

“I know, I know, but hear me out. Of all the men I have ever known only YOU have shown me true love, and of all the men in Kari’s life only YOU have shown her true love. Look… her insecurity is binding her to these losers, ties that I can’t break. I’ve been trying since I found out….”

“How come I haven’t heard about this before” I asked? “I haven’t seen any troubles or heard her talk about these guys….”

Gina jumped in and said “Because she loves you, I’m just her mom, but you’re a man, a big strong mysterious man”. Then smiling she added “The bringer of happiness AND pleasure, she knows there is something special about you. I wish you could see the change when you come home at night. Before she is all doom and gloom, she argues and moans about EVERYTHING, when you come in it’s like a switch and she is suddenly all sweetness and nice, and everything is great. She loves you and she wants YOU.

I sat there stunned again “Did I mention it’s illegal? Look, I know you’re worried, but if we work together we can solve this without a lifetime on any sex offender list”.

“That won’t happen, I can guarantee it” she was adamant.

“How” I asked? “How can you? How can you know what she wants, what she feels”?

Sobbing again she answered “Because I KNOW…. Do you know I went back to hanging with the sons o’ bitches who raped me? I didn’t even have sense enough to stay away from them…. I didn’t think I was worth anything and Kari is just… like… me. She doesn’t think she is worthy of love and my love just isn’t enough to save her, I need you…she needs you…. Please Joe” she said “Take her, take her like you took me, show her a man’s love just like you showed me, show her she really is worthy of a man’s love before it’s too late, just like you showed me”.

I stared at Gina, not blinking, and she stared back until she broke the tension by taking hold of my cock and saying “Do it or I’ll bite this off”.

I gave a nervous chuckle “You might have to, I don’t think I can do it….”

“Please” She begged. “Look, I know I’m asking a lot, but you are the only man I trust with my daughter. I sure as hell don’t trust the kids she’s hanging out with…. Please Joe…. I don’t know what else I can say”.

I sat a moment then said “OK, I believe you mean everything you say, and I believe you really are worried, but sex… my god that opens a whole can of emotional worms doesn’t it? What if she doesn’t want it, or worse, what if she does, and she likes it? Too many what ifs… I don’t think you have really considered all the possible problems.

“The hell I haven’t” she answered seemingly offended. “Look, I know you pretty well and after all I have seen I know you won’t force yourself on her, no matter how turned on you are, I can trust you to make the best decision for Kari”.

“OK, I agree, and that’s why I’m against this now, I’m thinking of Kari, but now consider if she does like it, if she really enjoys it….”

“She will” Gina interjected.

“Maybe, maybe, but what happens when she does and after she has tasted it she wants more, if I don’t give her what she wants she could end up right back with the people you don’t want her to, and now she’s even more lost. Do you think she’s just going to say çekmeköy escort ‘that was nice, an now I can now wait until I find a nice good boy to love me’?

“I know, I know, I’ve thought about that to and I am fine sharing you with her until she figures things out”.

I again sat speechless, I admit the idea was beginning to turn me on and my defenses were breaking down, so against my better judgment I asked “OK, what did you have in mind, how is this going to happen, what was your plan?”

She smiled now, put her hands together and said “well… I kinda made reservations…for her birthday next week.”

“What, dinner reservations” I asked?

“No… Disneyland, for the whole week Tuesday to the next Monday for the three of us” and she looked at me a little worried.

“Gina” I implored. “You’re asking me to do something like this in a place like that?”

“Please listen to my reason before you blow me off…. I figure this will be a wonderful memory for her, and to have it on her birthday in the happiest place on earth… the memories will be so strong and powerful, she will KNOW she is loved, and she will KNOW she IS worth something” then when I didn’t answer she asked “So what do you think?”

“I think I’m as crazy as you”.

Gina brightened up, her tears almost dried, she sniffed and said “You’ll do it?”

“I will but on my terms OK?”

“What are you terms” she asked all business.

I thought a moment to gather my thoughts and said “OK, one thing is you will not be there when it happens, not in the room, not even in the same building, I want her to be completely comfortable and not worry about you interrupting”.

“Yeah, I think you’re right… I thought I might want to be there for her, but I see your point, I’ll give you two some privacy” she nodded her head then asked “Anything else?”

“Another thing is afterward you will not ask her any questions, if she wants to tell you she can, but I don’t want you to ask her a single thing about what happened, it’s a private matter between me and her and its none of your business” and I gave her a look to show I was serious.

“Agreed, anything else?”

“Yeah, one other thing” and I motioned to my cock, which I have to admit had started to fill with some desire as I became used to the idea of what Gina was asking, I said “This isn’t exactly small, and I don’t know that she won’t get hurt”.

Gina gave me a sly smile “I can’t guarantee anything, but I can say two things that might make you feel better” as she spoke she again reached for my dick and grabbed hold of it and continued. “One, she IS my daughter and I have never had any problem accepting you. Two I know for a fact she has been using my vibrator. I put that thing away after our first time and never touched it since, but it keeps ending up in different spots in my drawer, and it’s not exactly small either. Now, lie back” she said as she stroked my now hardening cock “and let me show you how happy you have made me”. And with that she took my cock in her mouth and we had sex for the second time that morning, and the emotional rollercoaster didn’t let up even after four lovemaking sessions that day, but we moved ahead with her plans.

This all started on a Wednesday, and since we weren’t leaving until the next Tuesday I was shocked when she said I would have to forgo sex until then, Gina wanted me to be good and horney for Kari. I was and then some when the day came to leave, we hadn’t told Kari and since it was a birthday surprise. Gina and I both got time off and packed that Monday while Kari was gone. I was walking around with a hard on that wouldn’t do away, and Gina would only give me a sympathetic pat on the arm and tell me it was for the best. Hell even the dog began to look good, and it was a boy!

Tuesday morning finally arrived, Gina and I were sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee when Kari came in and asked “what are you still doing here”?

“Good morning to you to” Gina said with a smile, which Kari returned with an ‘Oh MOM’ look. Gina went on and sprang the surprise “What have you been bugging me about wanting to do on your birthday for about as long as I can remember”?

Kari’s eyes brightened and her mouth opened “Oh my god, oh my god are we really going really, really, really”?

“Just as soon as you get some breakfast in you, we got a long drive”, Gina said.

I was all smiles outside, but inside I was screaming to be let off this crazy ride, but I also knew I was going to see it through. We were soon on the road only stopping for gas and rest room breaks. At one stop Gina left us alone for a few while she had to pee and Gina sat close to me and speaking softly she asked “Are you still OK with this? I know I kinda pressured you, but I really want you to be OK with this”.

I looked into her beautiful green eyes and said “Yes Gina, I did feel some pressure, but I love you and would do just about anything you asked, but I also love Kari and the same thing goes for her. If she really wants this I will gladly give her this”.

“I’m so glad” Gina said as her eyes began to water. “This means so much to me…. I love you”.

As we kissed Kari walked up and in a snide voice said “Get a room you two”.

“Don’t knock it till you try it” Gina said.

“Like that’s gonna happen any time soon” Kari shot back.

With some confidence Gina said “You might be surprised”.

I nudged Gina as if to say shut up. We continued on our way, Gina and I up front holding hands, Kari in back dancing in her seat to just about every song on the radio. I had a hard on just about the whole ride it seemed and Gina noticed it, teasing me every chance she got with all kinds of innuendo. Finally we got to the hotel went to our room. Kari began pestering us to go into the park, but we said no since it was going to close soon and convinced her to go for a swim in the pool with us instead. Kari changed in the bath while Gina and I changed in the room, Gina laughing at my erection, knowing I was stuck. With a towel over my crotch we went to the pool, and I managed to get it down befor I went in, but I had to get out and cover up soon after, I was going nuts.

When we got back to our room Gina told Kari to shower and I watched her cute ass as she walked away. As soon as the she was gone Gina looked at me and said, “You like that don’t you, dirty boy, then she came up to me and said “You poor thing, I should have known this would be too long for you”. She began to push down my suit and whispered, I think I can allow you one little cum, heck, we don’t want you hurting Kari with this thing”. Gina was on her knees, my cock in her mouth, and I came, just like that. Gina stood and smiled at me and wiping her mouth she said “Wow, you were ready, but now you really do have to wait”. She pulled me to her and kissed me. “You better pull those up before she comes out”.

That night we wandered around looking at the nearby shops and getting a bite to eat, going back to our room after dark. I was able to move around in my shorts and T shirt without anything popping up, the quick blow job helped out a lot. Gina and Kari had matching pajamas, two piece cotton ones with pink button tops and pink shorts with a draw string tie. Gina filled hers out better, but Kari was looking cute, and as usual she was always cute and bubbly with me, even asking if I would sleep with her that night. I’ll admit it was a long night for me my dick was hard all night, and the trip to the bathroom in the morning required a lot of contorting to hide the obvious bulge in my shorts.

We ate breakfast and hit the park at opening. All day Gina wouldn’t ride any ride that could get you sick, giving Kari and I a lot of alone time. Kari seemed to really enjoy it, grabbing onto me when she was scared, screaming and laughing. Finally the day was over. Being the off season, the park closed early so we slowly walked back to our room with Kari saying this is the best birthday ever and she wished the park was open later. When we got to our room Gina said she had a surprise for Kari, and she brought out a bottle of Champagne from the room refrigerator that she had hidden there when we left.

“I get to have Champagne” Kari asked wide eyed?

“Yes, this is a day of firsts” Gina said with a smile, and then she raised her glass “To Kari and the happiest place on earth”.

We all raised a glass and drank. Gina then shooed me into the bathroom to shower while she and Kari sat on the balcony to enjoy their Champagne. I came out in my shorts again, holding the towel to cover my excitement, and Gina quickly ushered Kari in to shower and get ready for her big night.

When she came back Gina handed me an envelope and said “The card in here explains it all to her”. Gina piled up the pillows at the head board and pulled back the blankets, then she said “Come here big guy” and she pulled out a big ribbon.

I said “You’re kidding, you’re gonna gift wrap it”?

“Why not” she asked sounding hurt?

“OK, OK, go ahead, but not too tight, don’t want to cut off the circulation” I said with mock seriousness.

“I’ll be back at midnight, if you need or want more time let me know and I’ll stay away longer”. Gina looked at me with her deep green eyes, and with love in her voice she softly said “Thank You Joe… I love you”.

“I love you too” I said, then “You better go the showers stopped. We kissed and she was gone.

I sat there nervous, my cock limp now that things had reached this point, my nerves overwhelming the excitement. Kari stepped out of the shower room and stepped to the mirror, I was out of site of her, but I kept catching a glimpse of her ass as she brushed and dried her hair. Finally I heard her finish and put things away, and then she stepped around the corner and gasped.

Kari put her hands to her mouth and said “Oh my god”. With her mouth open she looked around the room probably looking for her mom. “What’s going on Joe”.

I said “This birthday card explains it all Kari” and I held it out to her. Kari stepped close enough to take it and I was having serious doubts about what we were doing.

Kari read it in silence, her face never changing from the initial shock, her eyes darting back and forth with each line. She finally looked at me “I’m not sure I get it”.

“Your mom wants your first time to be with someone who cares deeply about you and she felt you would like that person to be me” I said with more than a hint of nervousness. This is crazy I thought, I’m going to jail for sure.

“Is she making you do this” Kari asked looking confused?

“No sweetie, not at all, here, sit” and I patted the bed next to me and after she sat down I explained the whole background story, not her loser friends, but everything else, even many of my arguments against doing it. “So it’s up to you” I said “we can do whatever you want to go only as far as YOU want”.

“Wow… I don’t know what to say” she said with a shy smile, this really is a surprise”.

I reached out to touch her cheek and I said softly “Kari I want you to be happy, I’ll admit I wasn’t too happy with this idea, but not because I couldn’t want you, but because I loved you and I wouldn’t want to hurt you. What I am offering you can be both wonderful and terrible. The passion of sex is strong almost as strong as the feeling of love, and I don’t want to confuse you, I don’t know if you are ready to tell the difference”.

Kari stared at me then “Joe… I care deeply for you too, I don’t know if it’s love, but it is strong and deep, but I’m not sure I’m ready for this”.

I gave her a big smile and I felt some relief, here I was sitting naked with her, a ribbon wrapped around my cock and we were having a mature conversation. I said “That’s fine honey, you don’t need to decide now, take your time also know that I will only tell your mom what you want her to know. If you just want to watch TV but make her think you went through with it, I will”.

Kari now smiled again and cocked her head to the side and asked “Anything”?

“Yes, anything”.

Kari hopped up next to me and said, “rub my feet” then she wiggled her toes.

I got up and got some lotion, then after pouring her another glass of Champagne I settled at her feet and gave her a slow foot massage. Kari reclined back, sipping the Champagne, “Mmmmm” was all she said for a long time. I rested each foot on my leg as I rubbed it. The sight of her and the sounds she was making began to waken my cock and when she opened her eyes she got an eyeful of my half hard cock, but she didn’t say anything, then “Would…would you paint my toe nails”?

“I would love to” I said and as I stood I asked “Where’s the polish”? She said it was in her suitcase so I walked over to it, my cock bouncing lazily with each step, and her eyes did not leave me. I returned and before I began to clean and paint her toes, I poured her another glass and she was quiet the whole time. Every time I looked up at her face she would smile, her beautiful green eyes sparking then when I finished I walked back to the bathroom and put the polish away and when I returned Kari had unbuttoned her pajama top, but still held it closed. I smiled and sat back at her feet, “Did I do a good job”?

With a nervous giggle she answered “Yes”. I moved to sit next to her, adjusting my cock for comfort and she looked down at it and asked “Does the ribbon bother you”?

“It was your mothers idea, but I am leaving it until you are ready to take it off” and I looked into her eyes expectantly. Kari was silent, then she looked away shyly and I moved my face closer to hers and said softly “You unbuttoned your top… are you trying to tell me something”?

With a nervous confusion Kari said “Yes… I mean… yeah… I think. Oh Jesus… I don’t know what to do, I’ve never done this before, I won’t know what to do like my mom does, you’ll hate doing it with me”.

“Hey hey” I began. “It’s OK, This isn’t about me, this is about you and your pleasure”. I reached for her face and gently guided it to look at mine, “Don’t worry about me, I’ll get off, no matter what you know or don’t know”.

Kari çeşme escort looked at me, her eyes looking into mine, her hand touched my thigh, she swallowed and said softly, almost so I couldn’t hear, she said “I want you to have me Joe”.

I smiled, happier than I had any right to be. I kneeled in front of her, my cock hanging heavy and said “I think it’s time you unwrapped your gift”. Her fingers grabbed the ribbon with trepidation, and slowly pulled. The ribbons knot opened and she gently pulled it off, smiling with pride that she was able to do it. I asked “Do you like your present”?

“Oh god yes” and she swallowed hard “So far” and smiled wide.

I bent forward and gently kissed her lips, they were soft and she smelled sweet. Our noses brushed, eyes closed, I parted my lips slightly and she followed my lead, and then my tongue gently began to explore her mouth. She took in a sudden breath and tensed, but then relaxed when she realized what we were doing, and then she melted into the pillows. After a few moments, my hand reached for her shirt slowly parting the opening, her hand moved to my arm and began to rub it as if to say it was OK. I slid first one shoulder then the other out of the shirt, and with her nakedness Kari suddenly seemed a little self conscious, her kisses became stiffer, and her arms came into her chest. I pulled back and looked upon her, her small breast buds, puffy and pink, her belly flat and toned, I then looked into her eyes and said “You are beautiful”.

“Liar” she replied and looked away embarrassed.

I sat back and took her hand, guiding it to my manhood, “Here, feel this? I don’t get hard for girls that aren’t beautiful”.

Kari looked into my eyes searching for the truth and finding it she beamed “You are so handsome, I can’t believe this is happening to me”.

I looked at her pajama shorts, and then said “Let’s get these things off”. I untied the draw string and when she lifted her hips I slid them down leaving her white cotton panties. I saw her slit outlined in the panties and couldn’t resist the urge to touch her there I said “If you feel uncomfortable anytime tell me and I’ll stop, OK”?

“OK Joe, but I don’t think that’s gonna happen” and she gave me a look of desire.

I bent forward again and began to kiss her, my hand gently rubbing her pussy through her panties, she let out her breath as my hand found its way under the fabric, and began rubbing her forbidden flesh. My lips traced a path from her mouth to her small buds, my tongue flicking her emerging womanhood. Kari’s breathing began to quicken and deepen, my breathing matching hers, my cock now hard as steel, I quickly sat back on my heels and pulled her panties down and off her freshly painted feet giving Kari her first look at my cock in the full blown passion, the veins popping, the uncut head emerging from its hood an angry purple, Kari’s eyes grew wide, doubt now crossing her mind, but not mine, she was her mother’s daughter, she would accept me.

My face moved to her pussy and she opened her legs to welcome me, just a hint of strawberry blond pubic hairs on her soft mound. I found her pussy wet, the strong smell of her desires, and the sweet taste of her sex. My tongue explored the immature folds of her outside and then explored the welcoming warmth of her inner channel, her hips rising to my tongue, her voice moaning my name, her fingers running through my hair, writhing in pleasure, my heart pounding in my head, I would be denied no more. I rose to all fours and as I moved over her she watched me intently with those green eyes of hers, and her soft hands moved to my well muscled chest, and brushed the soft hair they found there. I was on top of her, and she submitted to me, accepting what was to come. Bending to her flushed face I kissed her full, red lips, and then with her eyes closed I took hold of my cock, placed it at the entrance of womanhood, her passion juices made a slick opening and I pushed inside. Her mouth opened and she took in a sharp breath, and then slowly released it as I continued my penetration. Deeper and deeper I slid, nothing resisting my inward progress, no cries of pain no sign of rejection. I was in completely. I looked into Kari’s face and saw the contentment of an angel, her eyes opened and her smile told me all was well. Slowly I began to move in and out, my chest held above her, thrust out and proud. Kari began to moan softly and I asked “Does that feel good baby”?

She looked at answered “Yes, it feels better than my wildest dreams”.

I continued to move in and out and Kari tried to meet my thrusts but she was a little awkward which only made her more endearing to me. Finally I could tell by her breathing and the way she was moving she was close to an orgasm so I asked “Are you gonna cum baby? Tell me when your gonna cum so I can cum with you”.

“I’d like that” she said, “Cum with me. Are you gonna cum inside me”?

“God yes I want to, but I’ll come wherever you want me to, just tell me” I answered feeling my own orgasm rising inside me, a volcano about to erupt.

“I want you to cum inside me to Joe, I want to feel you do it all inside me” Kari panted then she began to stiffen, a squeal escaping her lips she said “I’m cumming! Oh god, I’m cumming”.

Our lips locked, my hips pumping madly, her body taking each pounding thrust and turning it into rapture. I felt my cum explode from my cock, each spasm a powerful burst of semen, Kari flinched each time, then slowly, the moment subsided, my hips gently grinding hers, wringing the last drops of pleasure from our union, I collapsed next to her. I opened my eyes and Kari was looking at me, and she said softly “That was incredible”.

I smiled back, drained, and said “It’s always incredible when it’s with someone you care about”.

Kari rolled to my chest and began to run her fingernail over my belly, the same way her mother always did. She asked “What now”?

I laughed “Rest is what’s next! I need a chance to recover”.

Kari’s head popped up quickly and with hope she said “You mean we can do that again”?

Now it dawned on me what she was asking “Oh, you mean is that the last time we can be together”?

Kari put her head back on my chest, “I don’t want this to end. It wouldn’t be right to give me a taste and then take it away”.

I kissed her head “Don’t worry your pretty little head about that, since I have had a taste of you, I don’t want that to be the end either”.

“Really” She asked raising her head “Promise”?

“Cross my heart” I answered.

We kissed again. A short time later we heard the door lock, and in walked Gina, face flushed. She came to the bed and sat down, the smell of alcohol strong on her breath, she stroked Kari’s face with love in her eyes. Kari held her moms hand and kissed it, and then with tears in her eyes she said to Gina “This is the best birthday I think I will ever have”. Gina, tears in her eyes also, kissed Kari, then me and without saying a word she undressed and climbed into the other bed.

Kari and I spooned, listening to the silence of the room, and her moms breathing. The feel of Kari’s naked flesh soon had me responding. I began to explore her body with my hands, my lips tasting the salt from her sweat at her shoulders, my cock rising Phoenix like began to push between Kari’s ass cheeks, she turned to kiss me, her tongue darting out to explore with more confidence than before. Kari rolled over completely to face me, her hands searching for what she wanted, finding my cock rock hard and ready for her. I reached behind her, ran my hand over her back and down to her ass, I began to become dizzy with desire, I threw back the blankets, and moved my face between her legs again, the taste of our sex intoxicating, I pushed her knees up and apart roughly, Kari grunted in response. My tongue explored from her young pussy to her tight ass, first gently rimming the outside of her sexy pucker hole, then plunging deep inside, again and again. Kari gasped the first time, but with each successive thrust she grunted louder and louder, making sounds of animal passion. Then through gritted teeth she said “Oh god that is so nice. Oh god yes, oh god yes… Yeeees”. I sat up on my knees again and said roll over, show me your ass. I knew Gina might be watching but right then I just didn’t care, I wanted Kari, and Kari wanted me.

Kari rolled over and got on her knees, I positioned myself behind her, grabbed her hips, and quickly was ready. Kari, submissive before me, prepared to again accept my massive member, so I took my cock in hand and pushed it into her pussy. I spread her cheeks and thought how good her ass would feel to me. Kari was soon moaning, my sweat dripping onto her back, our bodies slapping with each thrust I made, I looked toward Gina and saw her eyes in the darkness, watching me love her daughter. I looked back to Kari’s ass, and couldn’t resist the urge to play with it, I licked my thumb and placed it at her anus and with gentle pressure I pushed it in to the first knuckle. Kari moaned louder, and I knew she liked it. Grinding my thumb in and out, Kari turned her head back to me and said “I love you Joe, my god I love you” and with that outburst both our bodies began to stiffen and we came together turning into a quivering mass of flesh and bone until we again collapsed together and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning I woke first, Gina and Kari softly snoring in unison, I peeked through the drapes and into the bright morning. Had that night really happened? My nakedness told me the truth, as did the nakedness of the young girl next to me. I climbed back in bed, softly kissing Kari’s neck, she rolled over gave me a sleepy smile and said “good morning my love”.

“Good morning” I said in return, and buried my face in Kari’s neck, my arms holding her tight and her body yielding to me.

I then felt a familiar form slide in behind me, her hands wrapping comfortably around me, her naked skin soft on my back, and her kisses light on my neck. Gina said “Good morning, my love”.

Gina was behind me and Kari was in front, both naked and soft. My lips lightly tasted Kari’s skin while Gina tasted mine. I felt Gina’s hand reach around my body and take hold of my stiffening shaft and gently begin to massage it. Kari shifted and looked at us both with a smile and stretched letting out a high pitched squeak as she did.

“Good morning mom” Kari said.

“Good morning sweetie” Gina replied “How was your night”?

I elbowed Gina as asking Kari about what happened was against the rules.

“Sorry, I withdraw the question” Gina said with a chuckle.

Kari looked at us both a little confused and said “You two are really weird do you know that”?

“Takes one to know one” I said.

Gina suddenly said “Why don’t you hop in the shower honey, I made breakfast reservations and we have to be there in less than an hour, then after that we’ll hit the park when it opens”.

“OK mom” and she flipped the blanket back and climbed out of bed and walked to the suitcase, her cute little ass swinging sexily.

My cock was rock hard in Gina’s expert hands. I watched Kari at the suitcase picking out her clothes for the day, “nice” I thought as she picked out her stretch pants and a too small tank top. I knew I was going to be hard all day with her body tormenting me like that. Gina whispered in my ear “You like that”?

“Ummmm, your hand always feels so good” I replied.

“Thanks” she said “But that wasn’t what I was talking about”.

“Oh, you mean Kari”.

“Yes… so… do you like that”?

I rolled to my back and looked to Gina “She takes after her mom, I can’t help myself” and I smiled at her.

With that statement Gina began kissing me forcefully, her hand attacking my cock roughly, I knew this was going to be some wild sex, but I never expected what would happen next. I heard the shower running and knew Kari was out of the room and that’s when Gina threw off the blankets and exposed our nakedness to the morning. Gina began kissing my neck then my chest as she moved to my belly I expected her to stop and mount me, but her lips continued ever downward until she reached my cock and the remains of her daughters first sexual experience. Gina took my shaft into her mouth without hesitation and was making sure she tasted every inch.

“Oh god Gina, That feels so incredible… so fantastic…” I moaned.

After she had pleasured me orally Gina moved to the headboard and stuck out her ass, “I need you Joe, I need you now”!

I got up on my knees and moved behind Gina and when I felt her pussy I found it was wet and slippery in anticipation of me. I took hold of my cock and placed it to her pussy and slowly pushed it inside. Gina moaned, her head turned to the side so I could see her face in profile. Our motions matched, out rhythm was in sync, and soon all I could hear was the sound of our bodies slapping. My eyes had closed with the great feeling of pleasure I had and when I opened them I saw Gina staring to the side and knowing what she was looking at I followed her gaze to find her sexy young daughter staring at us wearing just her panties. This excited me all the more and so my pace quickened and so did Gina’s excitement. Gina began to shudder with her orgasm and I was overtaken by the urge to have Kari watch me cum in her mother’s mouth.

As Gina’s orgasm waned I said “Roll over sweet heart, I need to cum in your mouth”.

Gina did as she was asked and I moved my cock to her mouth and plunged in. I looked at Kari and she was watching intently as I began fucking her moms face and when I came, Gina hungrily devoured every drop and Kari watched fascinated staring slack jawed.

“Wow, so that’s what we looked like doing it” Kari said.

Gina had a big grin on her face and said to me “Come on stud, let’s get ready to go” and she hopped up and headed straight to the shower. I went to the sink to shave and as I did Kari sat on the counter next to me. Her brown stretch pants accentuating her slim figure and her tight tank making it obvious she had tiny boobs and her nipples that cihangir escort she wasn’t wearing a bra. Kari made small talk as I shaved, and my eyes kept going to her crotch and the promise of pleasure later today, I could see the outline of her pussy and I began to get excited again, and knew it would be a long day of anticipation.

After we ate we went to the park and as we were walking around Gina and Kari walked ahead of me whispering and giggling, looking back at me and giggling some more. My eyes alternated between Kari’s small tight ass, her panty lines teasing me, taunting me to grab her and make her mine, then to Gina and her khaki shorts clinging nicely to her ass, and her French cut bikini briefs calling out to me. I was being tortured. Every chance these two temptresses had they rubbed against me. Kari would sit on my lap and Gina would lean in and kiss me gently, her hand brushing areas of my body that sent electric shocks through me. They kept things innocent looking to any outside observer, but they were driving me completely wild.

When the evening came we went to dinner and afterward Gina suggested we go to the hotel room to watch the fireworks. We had a room that looked over the park and we were told we would be able to see the fireworks from out balcony, so I moved the room’s sofa to the sliding glass door. Gina went to the room’s refrigerator and got out another bottle of Champagne.

Kari brightened and said “We have more Champagne”?

“Some for each night” Gina answered.

Kari grabbed the glasses and brought them to Gina who opened the bottle and poured three glasses. We then sat on the sofa and toasted Kari. Kari smiled shyly and said “This has been the best birthday present ever”.

Gina got up and got the camera and she walked back and said “Kari why don’t you sit on Joe’s lap and I’ll take your picture”.

Kari eagerly sat on my lap, being sure to grind into my seemingly ever excited cock. Kari looked at me and smiled saying “I’m glad to see you too”.

Gina said “What’s going on there, anything I should be aware of”?

“Nothing you didn’t already feel this morning” Kari replied.

As Gina took the picture Kari kissed my cheek, all very innocent unless you knew what was pressing into Kari’s soft ass.

The first of the fireworks went off and I put Kari down next to me and she protested “Oh Pooh, I was enjoying that” then I went and turned out the room lights.

“What are you doing” Gina asked knowingly.

“Just turning out the lights so we can have a better view of the fireworks” I said as I stripped out of my clothes. I walked to where my two lovely ladies sat and I grabbed hold of my tortured cock and slowly stroked it along its long hard shaft. Standing in front of them both, I looked at their smiling faces and said “You two need to decide something right now. Last night your mom gave us some privacy, now if you want her to leave she will go, but I have to admit I really liked it when she watched us last night, just as much as I enjoyed it when you watched your mom and I this morning”.

Kari looking into my eyes smiled and said “I want her to stay”.

I knelt in front of Kari as she clutched her champagne in front of her chest, her small breast buds poking through the fabric of her tank, seemingly asking me to free them. My hands began to rub her thighs, her legs firm and muscular. My hands reached the heat of her crotch and she opened her legs welcomingly, a soft sigh coming from her lips. I bent toward her face, my cock long and hard jutting toward the object of my desires. We kissed, her soft lips parting as our tongues searched each other out, and then began their dance. Kari’s face turned up toward mine, eyes closed, glowing in the light of the park and occasionally brightened with the explosion of the fireworks. I pulled back and could see matching looks of contentment on Kari and Gina’s faces.

I took the Champagne from Kari’s hands and set it down on the floor, then I reached out and began to pull off her tank, it slid off her body like a glove, the tight fabric slowly unveiling her tight and trim body. I sat a moment admiring her flat belly, and small pink breast buds, until I again bent forward and kissed her lips, then moved down to her neck, brushing her ears with my lips and tongue as I continued down to her breasts. Kari thrust out her chest as my lips encircled her nipples and gently suckled her tender young breasts, a soft moan coming from her lips, and I could feel her hot breath on my head and neck. I stopped sucking her nipples and moved to her belly, kissing gently, lovingly, until I reached her belly button where I again began to tongue and suck her young flesh.

My cock was by now feeling every soft movement, every gentle sensation was like a shock, I was so excited I wanted release right now so it took every ounce of control to keep from cumming right then. I dropped my face to Kari’s crotch, the inseam of her stretch pants smelled strong of stale sweat, and the strong smell of her young sex. My tongue reached out to taste what I so desired, gently running up her slit, pushing the fabric into the crease of her pussy. I could feel the outline of her panties, and ran my tongue up one side and down the other. My hands moved up to her waist band and grasped the elastic and began to pull her pants down. I raised my head up and then in one firm motion removed Kari’s pants and underwear.

With her pants down, I could see her pussy was wet with the glow of each of the exploding fireworks then I could wait no more. “Gina” I said “Take my cock and guide me”. As I spoke I never took my eyes off Kari’s face, her eyes sparkling with desire.

Gina’s hand was quickly wrapped around my engorge cock and she guided it deftly to the waiting opening of her daughters pussy. I soon felt the warm wetness of Kari’s waiting sex on the bulbous head of my shaft and with a slight push Kari body accepted me, and as I entered Kari’s pussy her lips parted as she quietly gasped, her eyes never leaving mine.

Gina’s hand left my cock and gently rubbed my chest, I could see her watching her daughter and I, intently studying our faces, like she was trying to see to our very souls. I continued to push and I was slowly swallowed by Kari’s womanhood, the warmth of her body combined with the wetness of her sex began to make my passion boil deep in my belly. I withdrew and then plunged back in, Kari’s hands rubbing my chest, rubbing over and around her mother’s hand.

I bent in and again kissed Kari, but this time my tongue thrust out in a not so gentle manner, ramming into her mouth, angrily, my lust unleashed, uncontrolled. I began to ram my cock hard into Kari’s belly, again and again, our bodies slapping, my balls slamming. I broke my kiss with Kari and turned my face to Gina and barked at her “Kiss me”!

Gina leaned into me a look of worry and lust in her eyes, when our lips met we crushed them together and soon our tongues were tangled, and I could hear her breath whistle through her nose as her lust built. My hand grabbed her leg, squeezing her thigh and worked to her crotch. When I looked back to Kari her eyes locked on mine and again desire was all I could see, the fireworks were building behind me lighting up our den of desire, glowing as brightly as our passion. Gina’s hands were around my head, and she was kissing my neck and ear, faster I plunged, again and again, Kari’s back arched, she began to orgasm, her hips grinding up to meet my thrusts, she moaned “Ohhhh god Joe, I’m cumming, oh god… yeah I cumming….”

As Kari let loose with her orgasm mine positively exploded, my cock jerking and spasming as I unloaded my sperm deep into her belly, and I could see each pulsation under the skin of her belly as my manhood pushed through her tender young insides.

As I began to come down from my high I looked at Gina and knew what she wanted. I slowly withdrew my still hard cock from Kari’s small and lovely pussy, my cum and Kari’s sex coating and dripping from its veined shaft. I stood and brought it to Gina’s face. Gina grasped the shaft with her small fingers, and with her eyes closed she took me deep into her mouth. Gina’s face was the definition of contentment, like she lived for this moment. As Kari was watching her mother enjoy the remains of her passion, she was absentmindedly running her fingers from her pussy to her belly and back again, her eyes dreamy and far away. I put my hand on Gina’s head and slowly, gently moved my hips to fuck her face as she eagerly cleaned me while my once rock hard cock slowly softened.

Then I withdrew from Gina’s sweet mouth and she opened her eyes and smiled at me, I looked at Kari and she also had a peaceful smile on her face, the fireworks had stopped outside and inside and I said to these two beautiful ladies “I never thought I would find a woman I could love as much as you Gina, but I believe Kari is one I could”. Both ladies smiled happy contented smiles when they heard this.

I picked Kari up off the sofa and began to carry her to the bed where I gently set her down, her young body dimly lit in the evening light, her skin looked smooth, and soft. Kari said “I’ve loved you for so long Joe… I never dreamed I would be your lover… that you would love me as much as I love you”.

I lay next to her and gently said “Gina… come… join us” and she did, removing her clothes as she approached, I knew what she wanted, the dark place, the place clouded by her lust, the lust for her own flesh. I opened the delicate flower that was her daughter’s pussy, my milky semen slowly leaking from her slight lips and dripping down to the crack of her ass. I began to gently tongue Kari’s sensitive clit, leaving the rest of her pink pussy for her mother’s hungry tongue. Gina hesitated at first, but I knew she wanted her daughter’s sex, needed to taste her daughters sweet, young juices, the dark incestuous desires had been festering too long and had to be satisfied. I looked at Gina as my tongue darted around Kari’s clit, her moans becoming more intense, then Gina couldn’t hold back any longer and her face approached mine, but my tongue remained where it was until Gina’s tongue touched down on her daughters sperm filled slit. Slowly, tentatively, she explored her daughter’s nether region, her eyes open at first, then, slowly, they closed as she gave into her desires, her tongue moving more forcefully, more deeply. I listened as Kari’s moaning intensified, her breathing quickening, her hand at first rubbing my back, then gently scratching and finally her fingernails digging into my flesh, Kari was brought to the crescendo of another orgasm, her pelvis pushing up to meet her mother’s tongue, I was now watching mesmerized, excited at the forbidden lust filling this warm dark room.

As Kari’s orgasm waned I moved to Gina, the love of my life and mother of my new found desires, I wanted to satisfy her as she had satisfied us. Gina looked up with a mix of confusion and shame in her eyes, I’m sure she couldn’t believe what she had done, what she had enjoyed doing. I moved to her, my cock standing proud from my body, bobbing with my movement. Gina fell back as if afraid of me, her eyes wide.

“What have I done” she whispered.

“Brought pleasure to the people you love the most” I replied. I moved on top of her, her slight body dwarfed by my muscular frame, my cock menacing her pussy. Gina’s hands were on my chest in an almost vain attempt to push me away. I kissed her and she relaxed, she was back to familiar territory, her transgressions temporally forgotten, her body yielded to me.

As we kissed, and I felt Gina’s body push against me then I felt a small hand grasp my cock and begin to gently stroke me, and a small soft voice said “Let me get mom ready for you”.

I looked back and saw Kari’s face by my hip, so I turned myself so she could have access to her mom, and when I looked at Gina’s face I saw panic, but she didn’t move instead her hand reached for my face and I think I saw a tear in the darkness on her cheek. As Kari began tonguing her mom’s womanhood, I heard the sexy noises she made, and I watched Gina’s panic fade as she relaxed and began to enjoy the moment, her breathing becoming more rhythmic, her lips parting in lust, her tongue licking her dry lips. After a few minutes of this I needed release and slid back into position, Kari yielded reluctantly, Gina opened her eyes and looked into mine as I felt Kari grasp my cock to guide it into the place of her birth. I entered Gina and slowly began pushing into her, our bodies in a rhythm of love and desire, our bodies locked together as one. I then saw Kari lay next to her mother, her hand gently rubbing Gina’s belly, moving to her small breasts and back again. The two looked into each other’s eyes, a mix of love, desire and fear, but both knew they had crossed a bridge they couldn’t come back over.

“I love you Kari” Gina said.

“I know mom, and I love you too” Kari replied, then she leaned and their lips brushed, unsure of what they were doing, then Kari moved for a better angle and kissed her mom forcefully.

I watched their tongues in the dim light snake together, glistening, their kisses becoming quickly passionate. The sight of this perversion washed over me, my body became flushed and my orgasm began to well up from deep inside. I felt Gina stiffen, Kari’s hand pressed firmly onto her mother’s breasts, squeezing the fount of the milk that had sustained her as an infant, then Kari pulled back and said “Cum for me mom, I want to see you cum”.

Gina’s orgasm and mine hit us both at the same time, our bodies shaking together, my cock depositing my seed deep into Gina, draining me of all my energy, I collapsed on the opposite side of Kari’s mother so Gina’s daughter could cuddle into her mother’s arms.

We lay quiet for a few minutes, the sound of our breathing and the noise of the park and the evening revelers filling the room. I finally spoke “I think we need to make room for Kari in our bed if she wants us”.

Kari sat up, a big smile on her face and said “I don’t ever want to leave you two, I want to stay with you both forever, we can be husband and wife and wife” and Kari giggled at her own cleverness.

“I would be proud to have you both as my wives, how about you Gina, do you want to be a part of this threesome” I asked?

Gina answered us each with a long and gentle kiss.

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Double Penetration

Alright, I’ve been playing you people…I’m sorry, but that is just the way it is. I’ve been taking the easy way out, like the song says. I’ve been writing about stuff that happened in my sordid past, not taking into account that this is a fantasy site. This is a sex fantasy site, not a sex reality site, right? So, now I am going to treat it like it deserves, I am going to tell you nice people about one of my dearest sexual fantasies. I, Alan W. Jankowski, am going to spill my guts out on the table…for all of you to observe…

This is a sex fantasy site, right? As someone in the audience commented recently, “and that, ladies and gentlemen is why this is called a fantasy site”. I really don’t know what he meant, I mean, that story was true…I have never really taken the liberty of fantasizing on this site…until now. I mean, really, if others can do it why not I? If other people can write stories about living out every line of some sixties song, and someone else can fantasize about making love to ‘Little Wing’ while Jimmy Hendrix plays on, why can’t I? Really…so, I started to fantasize. I mean, it is no secret guys think about sex, so it is not so unlikely I can come up with a fantasy. I thought about it long and hard. What scenario would I like to live out? Hmmm….. I thought…. There were a few. Anyone who knows me knows I’m a Jimmy Reed fan. To me music is second only to sex, and not by much. I don’t want to say I worship the man, that wouldn’t be right. I mean, just because I think his birthday should be a national holiday and I think he should be the fourth person in the Blessed Trinity, does not mean I worship him, right?

Anyway…I finally came up with a real fantasy. Yes, after all this time I did it. Humor me, alright? I know it is a bit corny, with time machines and all, but it is a fantasy. I mean after all, I am entitled, just like anyone else. So let me begin…it goes something like this. You girls might want to get comfortable. You men as well. After all, this is a fantasy site, right? Let me indulge myself for a while. I think I deserve it…my fantasy goes something like this….

When I was working back at my friend Rich’s telephone business, we hired a new guy named Carl. Carl was one of these techy type guys, a real nerd, so to speak. He was smart though, I have to admit. Got something like a 790 on the math portion of his SAT’s. He was really a smart guy and that was what we needed. Anyway, one day Carl was a bit excited….

“Alan.” Carl said.

“Yes, Carl.” I answered.

“I think I invented a time machine.”

“Um…what dude?” I asked cautiously.

“I think I invented a time machine.”

I started to think. I time machine, eh? I mean I know this is a fantasy, but what are we in cartoon land?

“OK, Carl. You been smoking something good and not sharing again?” I asked.

“No, really man. Where do you want to go? I mean you tell me a time and place and I think I can send you there.” Carl stated confidently.

I started to think. There were so many possibilities. Did I want to go back to the dawn of creation and talk to God? Did I want to look over De Vinci’s shoulder as he painted the Mona Lisa? Did I want to be there with Thomas Jefferson as he wrote the Declaration Of Independence? Did I want to converse with Lincoln as he pondered the Civil War?

I thought for a moment, and then I spoke.

“Chicago, 1962.”

“What?” Asked Carl.

“Chicago, 1962.” I was confident.

“Are you serious?” He asked.

“Serious as a heart attack.” I answered.

I watched Carl as he stared back somewhat quizzically. He pondered the situation and then started punching in numbers in his crude keyboard. I think it was a Radio Shack TRS-80, this was the 80’s after all. In a moment, I started to feel funny. My head started to spin and I felt lightheaded. The room around me started to spin out of control. I shook, I started to sweat. My mind started to race at a fast pace. I was out of control and there was no stopping it now.

I was on a natural high and I don’t know why,
The room started to spin and it took me all in,
There were natural forces, pulling me like horses,
I was along for a ride, taking me in stride.

I woke up on a dirty street on the South arnavutköy escort side. I was the only white person in sight. I looked around.

“Do you want to go out?” A nice looking black girl came up and asked me.

“No thank you.” I answered. I didn’t think I had enough money in my pocket anyway.

I wandered around the corner to a bar. I stepped in. It seemed all eyes were on me.

“What can I get you?” The barkeep asked.

“A Guinness, please.” I answered.

There was a bit of laughter and then he spoke.

“How about a Bud, Bud?”

I ordered a Bud and sat there quietly. I felt uneasy, as I was the center of attention. I sucked down my beer quickly and walked out.

I headed onto the street and looked around. I really didn’t like what I saw.

I headed out onto the boulevard. I passed a number of seedy looking bars and clubs. I just kept walking. I really wanted to disappear. I began thinking this was one big mistake. Then, suddenly I walked passed a small hole in the wall. There was a small plaque that read ‘VJ Records’. I went in.

Once inside I felt immediately at home. I heard blues music coming out from behind the walls. I was in a trance and I did not want to leave.

“Can I help you?” A handsome black man asked at the front desk.

“No, I’m just looking.” I answered dumbly.

“You ain’t from around here, is you?” He asked.

“No sir. I’m just looking.”

I realized I was talking to James Bracken, the founder of VJ Records in 1950. This was the same record company that would be the first to sign the Beatles about a year later than this. James Bracken was also the co-writer of many famous blues records. Him and his wife Vivian were the V and J in VJ.

I asked him about the music coming from the back. He seemed amused by my interest. He led me into the first room. It was a small recording studio. I looked around and saw various horn players laying down tracks. The song they were working on was ‘Steppin Out’. As I sat there in awe, there was no wonder in my mind why Eric Clapton would choose this song as a staple in his performances throughout the sixties with both the Bluesbreakers and Cream. The notes sang in the air as the musicians played. I knew it was written by James Bracken himself, and he himself led me to this room. I was in awe. As I leaned back in the corner attempting to take it all in, a jovial black man came over to speak. He had a guitar around his neck. I suddenly realized it was Memphis Slim himself, the man who out T-Boned T-Bone Walker.

“You ain’t from around here, is you?” He asked.

“No sir.”

I heard this before. He laughed as he went his way. He returned to his station in the recording studio and when it was his time he began to play. His notes from his fingers gave off such intensity that my skin buzzed. I was in such awe. I had to leave the room.

I went back to the front desk. An attractive young black woman was sitting around talking on the phone. A man stopped by the front desk on his way out. He made a comment to the pretty girl on the phone.

“I’m going to get Jimmy his medicine.” He chuckled as he walked out the door.

The pretty young black woman just smiled. After a while I found myself staring at her beauty. She had a casual way about her that was truly seductive. I was standing there staring like a fool.
In a while I realized I was staring at Vivian Bracken, wife of James. He had founded VJ Records for her back in 1950.

“Can I help you?” She smiled, pausing to put down the phone for a minute.

“No, I’m alright.” I answer, “Just feel a bit queasy.”

I wander back down the hall. I hear voices coming from inside a room. I step inside.

“OK Jimmy, just do whatever you want.” I hear a male voice say.

I hear a guitar start to strum a lazy rhythm. As the drums kick in, I hear a singer. The voice sounds familiar but I can’t see the singer. The room is packed with women. They are literally four or five deep around the singer. All I can hear is the man start to sing…

Oh John, look at you sittin’ in that corner,
Oh John, I can talk to your old lady but I don’t want to.
Oh John, Oh John. I know they call you Big Bad John.

Oh John, call your atakent escort old lady on the telephone,
Hey John, I know your old lady even home,
Oh John, come on ask Jimmy what’s going on.

I immediately recognize the song and the voice. It is Jimmy Reed. He must be recording the album ‘Just Jimmy Reed.’ It hits me like a ton of bricks.

I try to make my way though the throng of beautiful black women surrounding the man. They are so enthralled that they hardly notice the skinny white kid in the room. I stand on my tiptoes and catch a glimpse of a handsome black man sitting on a stool strumming an old Kay guitar. A pretty black girl is sitting on a piano bench right next to him. It must be Mamma Reed.

The notes from the guitar hang in the room electrifying the air. The notes have a certain familiarity, like two old friends getting back together after many years. The notes feel so comfortable, like a newborn baby cradled in its mother’s arms. As the notes hung in the air, I wanted to reach out and touch them, like a schoolboy lusting after his first crush.

I felt my knees getting weak as I stood totally in awe of the man who seemed to have every woman in the room under his seemingly magic spell. When the music stopped, an extraordinarily beautiful young black woman came over to me and spoke. She had perfect large breasts and thighs that looked like they could crush my head, if that was her desire. She spoke.

“You’re not from around here, eh?” She smiled.

“Um, no.”

“You a Jimmy Reed fan?” She asked with a big grin.

“Yes, very much so.” I answered.

“Jimmy is an old friend of mine.” She explained, “He gave me an acetate of a new song he just recorded. It is not out yet but I’m going to dance to it tonight. Come on by at eight.”

She handed me a small handwritten note and stuck it in my pocket. I took out the note and read it. The Black Garter it said, and gave an address.

“I’ll be there.” I stammered.

She just smiled at me and walked back over to where she was standing before. I was starting to sweat from the excitement and electricity in the room. I needed air.

I walked back to the front lobby and straight out the front door. I walked back out into the hot Chicago afternoon. I wandered the streets, as all eyes seemed to be upon me. Men hung in alleyways as women plied their wares on the hot Chicago avenue.

I ducked into a small bar. I sat down at the bar. The barkeep came up to me.

“What can I get you?” He asked cautiously.

“Just a cold draught.” I replied.

I sat there with my cold beer and pondered the situation. I had always wanted to see a dancer dance to Jimmy Reed, and tonight would be my chance. Jimmy’s music was always the most sensual, most erotic music on vinyl.

“How far is the Black Garter?” I asked the bartender.

“You best take a cab. But I don’t think you want to go there.”

After a couple of hours I left the bar and walked back out on the avenue. I stopped in a small rib joint and had a plate of ribs with hot sauce. When the time approached I went back out and tried to get a cab.

I walked for a while without a cab in sight. I walked for about twenty minutes until I came to what seemed to be the main drag. Finally a cab pulled up. I got in.

“Where to Mack?”

“The Black Garter.” I answered.

“Are you sure you want to go there?”

“Oh, I’m very sure.” I stated boldly.

I started to wonder what I was getting myself into. This seemed to be a tough part of town and people are telling me I shouldn’t go there. I was a bit nervous as we finally pulled onto a relatively deserted street about fifteen minutes later. There were abandoned buildings and cars everywhere. The Black Garter seemed to be the only business on the block. I paid the fare and got out of the cab.

I was greeted at the door by a shabbily dressed man who stunk of liquor.

“Spare a nickel?” He asked in a drunken voice.

I reached in my pocket and gave him a dime.

I walked into the Black Garter and it seemed all eyes were upon me. I wandered through the smoke filled room and seated myself at the bar.

“What can I get you?” The bartender asked.

“Shot of whiskey and a beer chaser.” bostancı escort I answered.

I looked around the room. There were men playing pool as the smoke hung over the pool table like clouds. You could hear the cracking of the pool balls over the music.

Onstage a dancer was dancing to Elmore James ‘Shake Your Moneymaker.’ She was captivating as she did her thing.

Finally, about two beers later, I could hear the distinct harmonica sound of Jimmy Reed come over the old speakers. My dancer friend appeared on stage as the music started to play. I immediately recognized the song. It was ‘Take It Slow’, certainly one of the most sexually charged songs ever recorded.

Now if you want a love,
One gonna really last,
You don’t want no love,
That you catch on a fast.

Take it slow.
Slow, slow, slow and easy…
Take it slow.
Slow, slow, slow and easy.

The girl with the large breasts and inviting thighs moved seductively to the erotic rhythms. The colored lights shined through the smoke and the beams of light danced in various shades as she slowly moved to the music.

As the erotic rhythms continued, everyone in the room stopped to watch. Even the drunk in the doorway came in and stared. It was like the call of the wild and everyone was answering.

When the song ended, a few other dancers got on stage and danced to music by artists like T-Bone Walker and Howlin’ Wolf. In a while my dancer friend came back out and danced very erotically to Howlin’ Wolf’s ‘Smokestack Lightning.’ Again all eyes were upon her light brown skin as she graced the stage with her pure sexuality.

Several minutes after she finished that number, she appeared from out of a doorway and sat down next to me at the bar as all eyes watched her every move.

“Buy a girl a drink?” She asked in a seductive voice.

I complied. She asked me what I thought of her dancing and I told her it was probably the most erotic thing I have ever witnessed. She smiled in approval.

We sat there and talked for a while. Soon, she touched my hand and smiled.

“I live only a couple of blocks away.” She cooed.

She grabbed my hand and led me out the door as all eyes were upon us.

When we got out to the Avenue again all eyes were upon us. The same Chicago street toughs that snickered before now gave me telling glances of envy as I walked down the street hand in hand with the most beautiful girl in Chicago.

About ten minutes later we arrived at her place. We went up the stairs and into her small apartment. Minutes later we were both naked.

Now people. At this point you are probably expecting me to tell you this got hard and this got wet, and this went here, blah blah blah, yada yada yada. Well, I think we are all adults here so I don’t have to tell you that.

But, I do want to tell it like it was…

Because I want you people to understand.

Oh, I want you people to understand.

So, I’m going to recollect.

I’m gonna reminisce.

Because it went something like this…

That girl was fine, like fine wine,
And she was mine all mine…

Cum on baby…

I bent her over, Rover,
And as I took over,
I was in control,
I was on a roll.

As I eased on in,
I was in like Flynn,
I let the pumpin’ begin.

I was the man in charge,
My cock was large.

Cum on baby!

She had a need I was ready to feed,
That pussy was tight,
But it felt so right.

Cum on baby!

I was the motion in her ocean,
The object of her devotion,
I was the man with the plan.

I was the prize between her thighs,
I tell you no lies,
When she looked me in the eyes,
She forgot those other guys.

CUM ON BABY!

We were humpin’
We were thumpin’
I was ready to explode,
And when I shot my load,
I was drivin’ her insane!
And when she came,
She screamed my name!

That girl wanted my baby and I don’t mean maybe!

Now, do you understand?

I mean, do you understand?

Oh, I think you do…

And when it was over, oh, when it was over…

We held each other so tight,
It felt sooo right….

We lay there on the bed in each other’s arms and eventually fell asleep. She told me if I ever get back to Chicago I should look her up. I just smiled and told her I would.

Now that my friends is my fantasy for today. Good night ladies and gentlemen.

May all your fantasies cum true.

Later.

06-22-09.

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I was dressed in slacks and polo shirt looking out the window waiting for Heather to arrive. Heather is the younger sister of Melissa by two years. Heather arrives wearing tight jeans and mid drift top enhancing her hot sexy body. I offer Heather a glass of wine as we go to sit on the sofa. After three glasses of wine Heather is feeling a little light headed. I quickly undress, I stand in front of her, leaning forward rubbing my hard cock aganist her lips. Heather tries to pull away, I place my hand behind her head forcing her towards my cock.

Her eyes widened.”NNNNGGGGHHHH!” she mumbled, I thrust hard inside her mouth. My cock met her throat and she started to gag, so I retreated, only to slam into her once more. With a pop, I felt my cock enter the back of her throat, her throat muscles vibrating intensely around my cock head. Heather tried to scream, but my cock suppressed any air coming from her lungs. I retreated completely from her mouth and saliva ran in streams down her chin. She looked relieved. “Take a deep breath, then inhale thru Your nose!” I urged her. “I CAN’T TAKE IT!” she cried. “YES, You can and You will!” I told her and held the back of her head with one hand, leading my cock with the other. I heard her breathe deep a couple of times, and entered her again.

Holding her head with both hands, I went all the way down her throat, till her nose was buried deep in my crotch. Her eyes bulged and I could feel her desperate attempts to fill her lungs.Then I started a gentle fucking in and out, keeping the cock head inside her throat, but giving
her a chance to recuperate. When I felt her heaving stopped, I increased the speed and fucked her mouth harder and harder. Not having my balls emptied for several days, I could not hold on to my churning lava long, and my potent cum soon gushed out my cock, straight down her gullet.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHH! YYYYEEEESSSSS!” I lustfully grunted and dropped Heather down on the bed, my cock plopping out of her mouth. On it’s way out, some of my cum plastered her tonsils, giving her a first taste of my delicious cream. A few spurts spewed over her face and chest, glistening on
her flawless skin, increasing her slutty attraction. She looked absolutely divine with my cum all over her.

Keeping my mind focused on the task, I removed Heather’s G-string and straightened her onto her back and had her legs open wide. I then kissed her warm mouth deeply, tasting my own cum, biting her lips, then licking her neck. Her breasts were still shaking from her hard breathing, and I cupped them and began licking, kissing and pulling on her nipples. Her breathing changed pace and she started to moan. Moving further down I came down to her furry pussy. “You need to do something with this forest.” buca escort I said to her, not bothered too much. “I can’t see the good stuff for all the thick bush!”

Parting her mature tight outer labia, I reached her clit and dove down, licking and flicking it with my tongue tip, her loud cries changing into softer moans. Meanwhile I stuck my middle-finger inside her tight, wet cunt, making sure she was really getting thoroughly aroused by the action.
I circled my finger inside her pussy and to my surprise I felt her virgin barrier intact. “Aha! So You really are a virgin?”, I said, amazed to find this hot woman still untouched. “YYYEESS… I’ve only been with a few girls.” she stammered. “A lezzie! Or Bi?” I thought.

“Well, You’re not gonna be virgin for long, trust me!” I told her. She gasped as I finally found her G-spot and kept rubbing her there, while I nibbled her clit. Adding another finger inside her, I plunged my tongue inside her cunt and tasted her sweet virgin nectar. I felt her body stiffen,
then erupt in heavy convulsions, her cunt attempting to suck my tongue inside. “I’M CUMMMMMING! AAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!” she howled, filling my mouth with more of her tasty cream. Her face was glowing and she looked totally satisfied. “AAAAAIIIII!” she whimpered.

I rolled her over on her stomach, I then bent down and parted her ass cheeks licking down the crack of her ass, rimming her ass hole, entering her pretty ass with my stiff tongue. “Mmmmmm” she murmured. I was now straddling her legs, keeping them tight together.Then, suddenly and without any forewarning, I jammed two fingers right up into Heather’s cunt, driving the digits right up into her as far as I could get them. With my thumb, I managed to stimulate the hard, budding lump of flesh in the crevice above her open pussy, making the young woman grunt and groan OOHHH……..OMG…..OHHH…… OMG OMG…..OHH…OMG AH, AH, AH, OH, OH, OHHHHH” out loud as waves of orgasmic pleasure rose up inside her tingling body.

For a few long moments, I darted my tongue quickly in and out of Heather’s tight little belly-button, causing her to moan softly “Ohhh. Ohhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Uuhhh. Ooohhhhhhh.” in pleasure as I tasted her. Then I moved on again, heading south. It was quite obvious now where I was heading for, and she could hardly wait to feel my tongue and mouth working on her womanhood. Grabbing her hips I began to press my bulbous plum cock head aganist her pussy. I felt her pussy lips yielding and open as I started pushing inside her. I slowly began to push the bulbous plum head barely inside her as a tease, it was apparent she was a virgin. The walls of her pussy were very small and tight that literally prevented me from pushing further. çağlayan escort The lips of her pussy were wet, but her pussy was so small and tight, the more pressure I applied it caused pain.

The more I tried to penetrate her the harder my cock grew. I decided to lubricate my cock with gel to help open the small tight walls of her pussy. I lubricated her pussy and my cock, then thrusted the bulbous plum head aganist her pussy, the shaft sank part way into her. ” STOP! STOP! Please, it hurts.” Grabbing her hips I began to force my way inside her. I felt her pussy lips yield and open as I pushed hard inside her. Once my cock head was inside, I rammed her cunt hard and felt her virgin protection split as my manhood forced itself deep inside her. “OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH! MYYYYY GOD!” she screamed and tossed her head high. “YOU’RE KILLING ME!”. My cock was completely hosed down by her virgin blood, and I paused inside her, letting her get used to the invasion of my massive throbbing beast. Her breathing finally returned to a normal rhythm, and I dropped back till only my cock head was inside her cunt. It glistened red from the mix of blood and fuck juice, including a decent quantity of my pre-cum.

We kissed again, with our tongues fucking each other’s mouth, and the fragrent aroma of her pussy getting stronger making me even hotter. I grabbed her ass with both hands causing her to spread her legs further apart. Heather screams ” OMG! OMG! STOP! STOP! as I push the bulbous plum head back into her. Then with a hard push the baseball bat size shaft starts stretching and tearing the small tight channel, Heather sobbing and screaming ” OMG! STOP! OMG! STOP!” YOU are hurting me. I must push all of my cock into you, I must feel your pussy around my hard cock squeezing me.

“AAAAAAAIIIIIII! OOOOHHH GAAADDDD!” she screamed when I again shoved my stiff manhood all the way inside her.
This time I kept a slow steady movement in and out of her now womanly cunt, and soon her cries changed to whimpering and soft moans. The tension on my cock from her tight vaginal walls was excruciating, and I had to work hard not to cum prematurely. The position I held her in added to
the pressure and I always enjoyed fucking women this way.

“You’re enjoying this, honey? Aren’t You?” I asked her. “NNNNNNNNOOOOOOO!” she groaned, but her moaning told a completely different story, and the contractions inside her cunt added to my conviction that she was having a good time, which in essence was what this “rape” was all about!
She played her part as “victim” good, though….? I had her change positions and raised her onto all fours, with my cock still inside her cunt.Her legs were forced wide open, and I moved myself çankaya escort between them and continued thrusting hard and deep into her. Having her in this position, meant I could easily reach her gorgeous bouncing tits with both hands. I cupped her tits, massaging them and then pinched her nipples, stretching them down.
“OOOOOOHHHHH!” she yelped and tossed her head. Her nipples were swollen and sensitive.

Reaching for my bag, I fished out a bottle of anal lube and sprayed a decent amount on her ass. Dipping my fingers in the lube, I inserted first one finger inside her ass hole, circling her insides with the finger tip, then redipping and inserting two fingers. Heather burst out in a short yelp each time I entered her ass, but her sphincter was getting more and more relaxed. She would moan “OOOOOOHHHHH!” when I frigged her ass with my fingers, wiggling her ass damned enticingly.

When I felt her ass was ready for me, I drew back from her cunt, making Heather release a loud sigh.With a good grip on my cock, I pushed the head inside her ass, the lube making this an easy task.Her sphincter still squeezed hard around my cock, and Heather was gasping loud from the intrusion.
With the head inside I pushed hard till my balls slapped her cunt, Heather arching her back hard and gasping “OH! OH! OOOOH!”. I grabbed her hair and held her arched, when I began my rough thrusting of her ass. The tightness in her rectum was incredible, and even with the excessive lubing,
the friction on my cock was massive. Still I managed to hammer my cock in and out of her ass with ever increasing brutality. Bliss!

Heather seemed to accept the anal invasion, and began to meet my thrusts with reverse thrusts.Her cries again changed into moans, and I felt her hand moving back and rubbing my balls, then her clit and she even inserted a finger in her cunt. Soon I felt her cunt starting to quiver, sending
shivers down my spine and my balls churned. “I’M CUMMMMMMING! AAAAHHHH! OOOOHHHH!” she yelled and
I increased the force of my thrusts, feeling her ass trying to hold me in a vise-like grip, her whole body trembling hard. This was too much for my own stamina, and my cum erupted deep inside the bowels of this luscious young woman , “AAARRRGGGHHH! TAKE MY CUM! I groaned and felt spurt after spurt filling her ass completely.

With a plop, I released my cock from her well-fucked ass, streams of cum and blood running out of her orifice and down her legs. I slumped down on the bed next to Heather, who seemed both well satisfied by my activities, but also stunned by being forced and losing her cherries, both vaginal and anal. I embraced her, letting her head rest on my shoulders, stroking her hair, while she started to sob. “You ok?” I asked her. “Pleased with my performance?” “Your performance? You raped me!” she angrily responded, tears erupting from her eyes. “What! You mean to say this was not Your secret wish, to be ‘raped’?” I replied. “No….” she croaked, sobbing..

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She came to visit while her foot was healing after a minor operation. We made sure she was comfortable and could hobble around easily enough. After the initial first day things started to get into a routine of breakfast, coffee, small chat, and then lunch, with the afternoons taken up with planned reading in the shade while enjoying the sunny California weather.
I made sure she noticed me looking at her breasts more than once deliberately and not saying anything but quickly looking away or changing the chat we had going. I knew from experience that women take things like that and will say something so long as it’s just an innocent accident. I always let women have their imagination get to them first. It may take a day or two, but you have to let it sink in for them. That way they imagine sexiness in their own way without a person having to come on to them. I made sure it was innocent or accidental and always a courteous compliment at most.
Waiting was the hard part with my own imagination always contemplating new ideas and rushing things. Having a strategy and keeping to it is the best way to overcome and conquer.
Having made sure through my tactics that she was getting my innocent looks or touches for a couple of days, I began the next part of my plan and test the waters with a quick chat of intimacy and how I have really appreciated her and trusted her with things I wouldn’t dare say before or outright in our lives. I didn’t do this with my wife around and always kept it innocent and nice. I wanted to see if hugs were closer or smiles had body language with them. Crossing and uncrossing legs, bayrampaşa escort jutting her breasts out more, anything that could tell me she might be thinking of sex or loving interludes.
After several days the next step after learning she was more at ease and her body giving off the same indication, I waited for a secure moment to outright touch her and make it known I always thought she was sexy and leave it go at that and continue on with doing whatever we were doing and ensuring we were having fun. I knew a break was coming when my wife had plans to be gone over the weekend for a Kraft Fair with a girl friend of hers.
When the day arrived for my wife to leave I felt it was time to implement my final plan; but I would have to wait until my sister went to bed that night. Finally night fell, and she said she was going to get ready for bed. I said the same and set about getting the house ready for the night. I got ready first and waited for her to come out of the bathroom and get a hug goodnight; but, this time I had some excuse to be in her room and she came in.
I made a lame excuse I couldn’t find something in the closet to show her so I said get in bed I’ll tuck you in and lock the door on my way out. I wanted her to be at ease. This she did and I made a quick kiss on her lips and a touch on her breasts and started to leave. I asked pointedly if she needed anything else and she quietly said no. I made it a big deal to sound like I locked her door; knowing if she got up it wouldn’t really lock. Then I waited. I took several Lavitras and left for my own room. I quietly beykoz escort started to listen in on her; judging when she was going to sleep or even masturbate, my plan was to start about shortly after she got into a deep sleep. I hadn’t made any plans about her touching herself before going to sleep. I waited, about 45 minutes later I could tell she was going into a deep sleep. I got naked and walked in slowly and tried not to wake her by surprise. I whispered to her and did a quick kiss. She started waking up and I said shh. I then told her nicely and kissing her quickly what I wanted. I made my demand known then.
I told her I loved her but I am not going to let her go back home without giving in to something I have always wanted from her and only she could let me have it nicely.
She was still waking when I said it. I want to suck your breasts before you leave and I want them now. I then kissed her nicely and said please with passion in it and told her I couldn’t love her any more than I do right now. She was relaxed and said okay, of which I then began to get her bra off while kissing her. She then hiked her nightie up enough for me to gently suckle each of her breasts. I made sure I kissed her again and again telling her how sexy she is and thanking her for this awesome memory that I can then live with forever. I also made sure I ran my hands around her ass any way. I waited to turn her on more and see what she would do or say. I made sure I demanded that while she was her visiting I would get to suck her breasts. When she relaxed more with me I then said I wanted to see her beyşehir escort naked even if it was dark, to which I quickly pulled her underpants, off. With her now totally vulnerable I moved to let her know how much she means to me. I didn’t bother with her pussy as I knew she was hot. I waited for just the right moment and moved up to nibble her ear and placed my leg between hers and quickly started the home run with my penis into her pussy which as wet. She began to get fearful and I said I will have all of you for a memory and more. As I thrust into her she wasn’t sure anymore; but I kept on making thrusts and with her pinned of a sorts under me I then told her my true self of possessing her. How jealous I was of other men getting to go where I was only now going. I said she was my secret goddess and I wanted her for a burning memory of beauty and sex in my mind for all time to come. I didn’t stop even once saying the nicest of things that any women would love to hear. I kept on with my fantasy lovingness with her. I didn’t want it to end; but I knew she was going to wear out. I stopped and waited beside her, holding her nicely, kissing in small amounts around her head and neck. I told her not to lock me out and unless she wanted to end my marriage then not to tell or give it away that we were now incestuous lovers. I told her I wanted to please her too, for which she said she didn’t care; but I wanted to lick her puss and downward I went, diving with my tongue into her. She squirmed and said no but I found her clit and gently stroked it. She calmed down and got into a rhythm and had an orgasm. I moved quickly to kiss her and make sure she would kiss with her pussy juices on my lips. I made sure we embraced with several good kisses and told her that before she leaves I was going to have several sensual interludes before she leaves to go back home.

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Jonah:- “Wha..Whe..Where am i”

The last thing he remembered was the fight between Lance and Lucifer, the searing pain he felt, the dagger sticking out of his chest and the extra pain he was been caused by someone attempting to pull it out, the look on celeste’s face as he stared into her beautiful eye’s, after that all’s he remembered was darkness, he was in the underworld stood in a dark field where he knew he would be doing nothing for eternity, he was in the fields of asphodel

Celeste:- “You’re in the infirmary, me and Aditi brought you here after he removed the dagger from you, it was touch and go for a while but the doctor was amazing and you pulled through, you’ve been out for the past two weeks”

Jonah:- “But i died, i was in the underworld in the fields of asphodel”

Celeste:- “Must of been a dream, you’re in the infirmary at camp”

Jonah:- “No it can’t of been, i died didn’t i”

He was becoming a little unsure, he could of sworn he had been killed by Lord Lucifer, could of sworn he was in the underworld where he was sentenced to eternity in the fields of asphodel

Celeste:- “Jonah i promise you that you never died”

Now that was a complete lie, Jonah had infact died and celeste had spent the past week searching for a way to bring him back, to raise him from the dead, she was completely unsuccesful in her quest and returned to camp after two weeks of been gone. a few days later celeste awoke from yet another nightmare, she woke sweating and terrified, knowing the best way to help her forget her nightmares bahçelievler escort and relax a little was to go for a quick walk she decided she would do it, it was still pretty early but she quickly got dressed in a pair of jeans and a t-shirt as it seemed pretty warm out even though the time only showed 5am, she shoved on a pair of trainers and walked out of her cabin, a few minutes into the walk she was looking around when she noticed something on the ground in the distance, not knowing what it was she decided it was best to check it out, seeing it could be a threat she quietly made her way over to the object, no not object it was a person, as she got closer to the object she had realised it was a person laying on the ground, knowing full well they could be injured she ran the rest of the short distance but stopped dead in her tracks when she realised who that person was, laying on the ground a few short steps away was none other than Jonah, he was laying in the exact place he had died wearing the exact same clothes, Celeste was in complete shock but started running over to him, she reached him pretty quickly but soon noticed something was very wrong, he wasn’t moving, she needed help right away so she did the only thing she could do, she screamed as loud as she could for anyone to come and help her, upon hearing a scream for help campers from all cabins rushed out dressed in an assortment of pyjamas, dressing gowns and even a few in just their underwear all carrying an array of weapons, they all assumed the scream for help came bakırköy escort from a came from a camper who was been attacked, they were all prepared for a fight but most dropped their weapons when they noticed the real reason someone had screamed for help, laying on the floor with a girl kneeling over him was Jonah, Aditi was the last out and had to push his way through the crowd of people before he managed to reach Celeste, upon reaching her he looked down to see her kneeling over a body

Aditi:- “Jonah, that’s not possible, he died, he can’t be here”

Celeste looked up at Aditi, although her eye’s were red from crying they showed a hidden fire that Aditi could clearly see, he knew if he said anything else she would probably attack, knowing he didn’t want that he decided to ask the smartest question he could think of at the time

Aditi:- “Is he breathing, i mean is he alive”

Celeste:- “I..I..Don’t know”

She was almost on the verge of tears again, through everything she had forgotten to check if he even had a pulse, the most obvious thing to do and she had completely forgot about it, she was just so happy yet in complete shock about finding Jonah that the thought never occured to her, was he alive

Aditi:- “Quick, move aside, i’ll check”

He didn’t wait for Celeste to protest, he softly pulled her away from Jonah and knelt down over him, he grabbed his right arm and softly layed two fingers across his wrist, he felt what he only hoped was a very weak pulse, deciding it might not be enough he başakşehir escort layed one hand over his heart and felt for a heartbeat, all the camp just stared on as Aditi checked for a pulse or any sign of life, it seemed like a lifetime passed before Aditi stood up and moved to face everyone

Aditi:- “Get a doctor NOW!”

A few campers scrambled off running towards the infirmary, a few minutes later they had returned with the camp doctor, as soon as he saw the problem he ran back to the infirmary and returned just as quick with a medical kit and a stethoscope

Doctor:- “Everyone move, let me to him”

Everyone did as they were told and pretty soon the doctor was checking everything he could, examining every part of him to see if he could find the reason for him been like he was to some avail, nobody had seemed to notice the blood coming from his chest other than the doctor

Doctor:- “Anybody know what happened to him”

Aditi:- “He came back from the dead”

Doctor:- “He what, i’m not sure i can cure that but that wasn’t what i was wondering, just wondering because of all the blood”

Aditi/Celeste:- “What blood” they both asked in unison

Both looked down and noticed that where the knife had been removed the day jonah had died seemed to be spilling blood, it was as if the wound was fresh, as if the knife had just been pulled out of Jonah

Celeste:- “But that’s not possible, he was stabbed almost two weeks ago”

Doctor:- “Stabbed, why didn’t anybody tell me that, we need to get him to the infirmary right now”

Celeste:- “But it happened nearly two weeks ago, he died from it”

Doctor:- “Two minor problems with that, the first one is that he is alive, the second one is that the wound is fresh as if it’s just been done, now is anyone going to help me”

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Gwen and Cassidy arrived pretty much as expected. I had laid out the wine and set up the bedroom the way it had been for the audition. The blinds were staggered to block out most of the light but still allowed for light and even a bit of a view of the lake. It was a pretty nice view and I would normally have been out on the deck reading or grading papers while enjoying a cold beer and watching the boaters. I tried to avoid boating on the weekends, the traffic and weekend warriors out for their skiing fix were too much of a risk. I had moved the nice reading chair to a position in the corner near the foot of the bed, I figured it would provide Cassidy a better view of what was going on.

Gwen came in and after looking over the room she smiled. I was wearing the red shorts today. She was once again wearing a pair of tight leggings and this time a sports bra, her midriff bare. I don’t care what the situation was, that ass in those leggings would have commanded my full attention anywhere.

“Okay, this is going to be a bit of a shock to Cassidy, but here we go!”

“Why a shock, you mean you haven’t told her?”

“Oh, I explained everything, but I left a few things out. It’s just a matter that she wasn’t sure who you are, and I don’t think she will be expecting you to be safely restrained. I’ve decided that I should probably restrain her as well. That way she won’t get in the way. And I thought about another thing you mentioned. We can work to keep this a bit more anonymous.”

“And just how do you plan on doing that?”

“Very easily!” She proceeded to fasten the restraints on me and then brought out a black stocking. Rather than putting it on, she rolled it over the top of my head. With a few adjustments, she had the thicker top part covering my hair and ears, while a thinner double layer covered my eyes. I found I could see pretty well through the layer of material, but it totally covered the top half of my face and my hair, even my ears, while leaving my mouth exposed and not blocking my nostrils.

“There, that gives you some aura of anonymity. If you can keep anything you say to a whisper, it will help. I have decided to gag you to start with, but we know that isn’t going to stay in place all afternoon. Anything else before I gag you and bring her in?”

“How about a pillow under my head, so I can see a bit better?”

Gwen took a pillow and made sure it was properly placed. She placed the ball gag in my mouth and securely fastened it. She then teased my cock with her fingernails for a minute or two, just to make sure it was fully erect, not a problem as I was anticipating what was to come. “Okay, it’s showtime!”

I heard two sets of footsteps coming back a minute later. I could see that Cassidy was wearing pretty much the same outfit her mother was. She was a bit smaller than her mother, but a very similar build. She was a soccer player and her legs and butt showed it. Her hair was longer and pulled into a loose ponytail. She was staring at me tied to the bed as Gwen sat her down in the chair and I heard the familiar velcro rip.

“I want you to focus on what is happening and not be distracted. Now hold still while I get your arms.” I could turn my head, but my own arm was blocking some of the view. Cassidy’s arms were fastened to the arms of the chair, based on the sounds, her feet probably were as well.

“Geez, mom! This is really making me uncomfortable!” Her voice was pretty similar to Gwen’s, but a bit softer and slightly higher pitch. Gwen’s had a sultry timbre to it that I liked.

“Uncomfortable as in emotionally scarring or is your body reacting to the stimulus?”

“Well, I’m getting pretty excited!” as she wiggled in the chair.

“Okay, that is perfectly natural. So let’s get to it! The first thing to realize is that it is pretty easy to tell whether a man is sexually excited. They have a very difficult time trying to conceal it. I’m sure you’ve noticed some of the boys in your classes waiting until the room has emptied before they go to leave, and are holding their backpack in front of them rather than throwing it over their shoulder. See what I mean?” I was serving as a good example, my cock was at ataşehir escort full size, creating a tent in the boxers. I was at full extent, each beat of my heart causing it to jiggle with excitement. A few more beats and it was going to pop right through the fly and into the open air.

Gwen flicked it lightly with her finger, just hard enough to cause me to yelp into the gag and my cock to slide out of the satin confines.

“I would say this is slightly larger than average, at least from my experience. And a guy doesn’t have a lot of control over his erections, something as simple as seeing the curve of a girl’s butt when she bends over a bit this is enough to get the younger set hard. Older guys are a little bit more jaded and don’t get unexpected hard ons as often. This is the sort of view you are likely to get from a first time with someone. You can see that it is hard and it is difficult to hide it, and it makes it difficult to walk. Guys often have to shift things around especially if it has gotten hard while in an awkward position, such as pointing down their leg.”

She moved my cock around as she demonstrated, which elicited a couple of good moans from me, partially because of the roughness in which she handled it and because any attention was good attention. She pulled my balls out of the fly into the air and proceeded to explain various aspects, such as their extreme sensitivity and how even a relatively light hit could cause a painful reaction that could put a stop to amourous activities. And then Gwen flicked my left nut really hard. I screamed as the pain rolled through my body, the gag hardly containing my howl. Any trace of a hard on that I had was gone in a matter of seconds.

“So if a guy won’t take no for an answer, this is one way of slowing things way down.” I was trying to catch my breath and avoid puking as my guts continued to reverberate as the pain slowly subsided. “So if this happens accidentally, you can help him by rubbing his lower stomach. After a few minutes you can gently massage his balls.” She matched her actions to her words and the pain started to go away, but a dull ache continued to exist for a long time. And the attention to my ball sack was starting to return my cock to its previous state of full erection. With this distraction going on, she unfastened my one leg and worked it up through my boxers so it could be slid down out of the way, before refastening my leg securely.

Gwen proceeded to walk through a pretty standard hand job from that point on. She showed the location of the various parts and where I was most sensitive, using her nails to gently run up and down my shaft. She demonstrated how to tell when an ejaculation was getting close, the balls pulling up tight to the base of the shaft. She also explained that while she had helped me clean up a lot of the excess hair around my penis, that I had been keeping it nicely groomed and that a good partner would do that.

Then she began stroking, holding the skin in place so that her hand wasn’t actually rubbing across the skin and explained that if there wasn’t any lubrication, this was a good way to avoid rubbing the penis raw. Once she had gotten me warmed up, she showed Cassidy the drop of pre-cum that was forming at the tip. And how to rub it around the head as it was slippery. And warned her that even though it was called pre-cum, it could contain viable sperm and that she needed to be careful in handling it. And called her attention to the fact that she was still fully clothed.

Then Gwen got the lube out and proceeded to jack me off with one hand while gently playing with my balls with the other. No doubt her hand felt really good, even though I still had an ache.

Once I got to the point of no return, she allowed my orgasm to shoot up my belly and some even hit my chin.

A wet washcloth and a towel were applied and used to clean me up. Then Gwen did a bit of a strip tease. Not that there was a whole lot to take off, the sports bra went first and her breasts bobbed as she moved, the dark red nipples starting to harden in the cooler air.

“Now, I would never recommend hitting a man in the gonads like I did, even though it was avcılar escort relatively lightly, you saw what pain it caused. That was the main reason for the ball gag, it was a given that he would scream. And he did not have any warning about that happening.” Turning her head to look me square in the eyes she continued, “And it will not happen again! I promise!”

She smiled as she then reached over and removed the ball gag. “Open wide!” and she sprayed something into my mouth. I’d guess it was a breath freshener from the tingle a burn, it had a minty taste to it and it made my mouth feel better after the ball gag. “It is always a good idea to take care of someone in a vulnerable position. This will help remove the taste of the gag and help get things lubricated. You have to be careful when they are on their back as well, because if they can’t swallow, they can choke on their own saliva.”

She slowly settled onto my face, her voice was now muffled a bit by her calves being so close to my ears. This was more like it! I dove in with gusto and was a bit harder on her, biting at her outer lips and clitoris. I wasn’t going to let her off lightly, but wasn’t going to go too far, as that might shut everything down. And I realized that there was no way for Cassidy to see exactly what was going on. It seemed to stimulate Gwen as her moans were definitely louder than normal, or perhaps it was the idea that her own daughter was watching her get off that increased her excitement. And with that thought I was fully erect again, Gwen’s breath tickling the short hair around my balls and shaft. With a scream she tensed up and shuddered, before collapsing on me, one of her breasts pressing into my crotch, stimulating me even more as she took huge gasps of air into her lungs.

To this point Cassidy has been pretty quiet, but there had been a few gasps and low moans as she watched her mother getting eaten out. I was thinking that the cushion of that chair was going to need a good cleaning!

Gwen had caught her breath and rolled off of me. “You are pretty good at that! I think the pillow being there helped!” She adjusted the stocking on my head as it was askew from her thighs rubbing against it. She looked over at her daughter and gave her a smile. “I think I can help you out a bit.”

Gwen went to her bag and pulled out the small penis shaped vibrator. She showed Cassidy the setting before sliding a towel under her bottom and placing the vibrator under her. It was a matter of moments before the soft hum of the vibrator joined the sound of boats out on the water. I was straining my neck trying to see what was happening, but the bed didn’t give me a very good view of the chair.

“Have fun, but watch what we are doing.” Gwen then proceeded to open a rubber and carefully showed Cassidy how to make sure it was oriented correctly before rolling it on. She then straddled my body in a reverse cowgirl. She used her hand to line me up and then slowly sank down on my cock. She was definitely well lubricated and I felt her bottom out with her butt cheeks hitting my pelvis. I so wanted to reach out and grab those hips, causing me to moan with frustration. As much as I wanted to thrust vigorously into that juice tunnel, the restraints kept me from doing more than a slight wiggle. Gwen moved slowly, teasing me as she went with an occasional tickle to my balls. She had a great technique, a slight rotation of her hips and the ability to tighten up her vaginal muscles to really squeeze things. Even with her amazing ability, it was a good ten minutes before I felt things really getting close to the edge.

But just before I reached a climax, Gwen gave a shudder and a slight scream as she was able to get herself off. And that seemed to trigger Cassidy, as I heard her gave a bit of a scream. I could only assume the vibrator had helped her reach an orgasm, even bound to the chair. And found myself flopping in the air as Gwen pulled up and off of me, depriving me of the last few strokes that would have let me reach my own orgasm.

I moaned in frustration, “I’m so close, don’t stop! Please!”

Gwen laughed, “I never promised you anything more than two orgasms. My only requirement alanya escort was you be able to cum twice and I didn’t care about the third time. However, I’ll give you a choice. First option is we leave now and see you on Wednesday for the next session. Second option is I’ll use a hand to help you cum, and then I’ll lock you in the chastity cage until we return.”

I was a bit surprised by the choices. I had thought she had given up on the cage idea, given my valid points from earlier in the week. But, my little head was doing the thinking and an orgasm now was worth more than something days away.

“I know what you’re thinking! I’ve decided that seeing something happen quickly would be a good experience, after all, her first time with a young man is likely to experience a challenge when it comes to sensitivity and being able to control one’s self. And even if you chose the first option, I suspect you’ll be pretty excited anyway. So which do you want?”

“The cage! I’ll take the cage!” I knew I would be able to pick the lock again, so that wasn’t a problem. And my previous experience with it let me know that even a few hours in the cage would achieve the desired results when it came to sensitivity.

Gwen bounced off the bed and tossed a pillow on my face, I couldn’t see what was going on. I heard her moving around and heard something heavy being moved on the carpet. Then came the ripping sound of velcro, but my legs didn’t loosen up. Was she just going to take Cassidy and leave? Then to my relief, I felt a hand around my shaft. It squeezed and began to stroke it with a tight grip.

“I told you I would use a hand, I didn’t say it would be my hand! Besides, I can’t get the cage on you when you’re fully erect.” The thought that it was Cassidy’s hand on my cock brought me back up to full size. The tightness of the grip was slowing things down a bit.

“Is this right, mom?”

“Not so tight, dear, it is pretty sensitive.”

Just hearing the two of them talking about my cock was enough to send me over the edge. I’m not sure what the sound was that came out of my mouth, a cross between a scream and a moan and I felt my cum pooling around the base of my shaft.

“It didn’t shoot, mom, it just sort of oozed! Did I do it wrong?”

“No, no, just being the third orgasm in the last hour or so, it’s actually a wonder that anything came out! Now, let’s get the two of you cleaned up a bit so I can show you the cage and how it goes on.”

Again she used a washcloth and towel to clean me up. The pillow still blocked my view, but I could feel the metal ring being placed around the base of my shaft and balls and the cage around the wilted shaft. There was a click and I knew that lock had been secured.

“There, that will keep him out of trouble until we come back!”

“Mom, do you do that to dad?”

“No, at least not yet. I’m thinking about it though! And here, I’m giving you the key. Don’t lose it, or he’ll be in trouble! But it will remind you of what is coming in a few days!” I heard more velcro ripping. “Okay, go use the bathroom in the hallway and go to the kitchen, I’ll be out in a few minutes.”

The pillow was moved and the stocking pulled off my face. It was a bit of a relief to have things freed up, it was just a bit tight.

“You, sir, did very well! I wasn’t too surprised by your choice of the cage, I know which head was making the decisions at that point! And that was when I decided to give you a bit of a reward and let Cassidy help with things. Shall we try Wednesday evening for the next session?” She unfastened my legs and then the handcuffs. I groaned a bit as the pressure on my shoulders was relieved. I was pretty tired and there was still a residual ache in my guts from the rap on my ball.

“You’re not going to let her bust my balls, are you?”

“No! I will not allow that. Once is enough to make the point and get her to realize just how much control she can have in a situation like that.”

“Okay, Wednesday will work for me!”

Once again, I waited until they were out of the driveway, watching from behind the curtains. Once I had everything locked up tight I grabbed my lockpick set. It didn’t take as long as the first time, but I was again able to pop the lock. The thought that Cassidy was wearing the key was certainly going to weigh on my mind for the next three days. I went on with my week and waited anxiously for Wednesday.

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Authors Note

Note that there are a few music lyrics embedded in the story. Hopefully that is still clear if the formatting does not transfer from Word.

Day 4

Shannon woke up after a long night of tossing and turning. Her brother’s hand was curled around yet another morning hardon. “Really, you didn’t get enough last night?” She admonished it. She got up quickly and stormed into Sean’s bedroom.

“How do you live with this thing?” she asked loudly.

Sean rolled over sleepily to find his own penis nearly poking him in the face. His half-asleep instinct was to stroke it, so he reached out and laid his soft hand on the rampant bulge. He had rubbed it gently for 3 or 4 seconds before he awoke fully to find Shannon staring down at him, confused and now mentally as well as physically horny. She was looking at her own face near her brother’s penis and hoping for them to get even closer together before she became shocked at what she was thinking.

“Why did you do that?” she asked.

“Huh, woops!” He let go quickly. “Sorry, habit. It is my penis, after all.”

Shannon retreated to the bathroom, where it took 5 minutes before her uncooperative dick would soften enough to pee. Her mind kept flashing back to disturbing longings that did not help matters.

Sean put on the dress Shannon had picked out for him, buttoning up the front over a dark blue underwear and bra set. “No stockings today, thank God,” he thought. The dress was shorter than yesterday but not like the 3rd date dress, so he thought he could manage it.

The phone rang. Sean picked it up, “Hi Mom.”

“Shannon, sweetie, how are you?”

“I’m great, actually. How are you two doing?”

“We’re fine, the weather is terrific here. Your dad has a wicked sunburn. How is school?”

“It’s going fine. I think I caused a riot yesterday, though.”

“Really, how?”

“I let my hair down.”

His mom laughed. “What did Misty say?”

“She propositioned me, of course.” They both laughed.

“Well, I’m glad to hear you’re having fun. Not too much fun, I hope. No wild orgies?”

“Maybe a couple.”

“Tell Sean I said hi. Love you!”

“Love you, too.”

On the way to school, Shannon reminded Sean that she was heading to Erica’s house afterwards.

“Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” he joked. Since he had been told by Misty about the blogging and that his reputation had improved a bit in rank, he had been torn between telling Shannon about the blogging and letting her continue to fool his girlfriend a bit longer.

Shannon gave him a withering look. “I have already done enough to get you out of the sex cellar. I’d rather not do anything else if I can help it.”

“You have to at least give her a good kiss, otherwise she may decide your other kisses were a fluke.”

“Fine, one good kiss, I’ll just close my eyes and pretend she is Adam. Speaking of whom, how was the date?”

“It went pretty well. I didn’t barf on him or anything.”

“Thank God for small favors. He seemed to like the outfit. Did you talk to him at all? Did he try to get physical? I need details.”

“We talked about music and stuff. He took me to his uncle’s house for a picnic, had it all planned out. There is a butterfly enclosure there, it’s pretty neat. He must really like you to go to that amount of effort.” Sean hoped to distract her away from the question about how physical the date had gotten. He still couldn’t believe how far it went, and there was no way he could explain it to her.

“I just wish I was the one dressed up and enjoying the attention.” Shannon brooded, forgetting to press him for further details.

Sean and Shannon had been doing all right in each other’s classes when homework was the only consideration. Unfortunately Sean finally got hit with a pop quiz in Calculus, which he had not yet taken. He failed miserably, and knew Shannon would be furious. If the switch continued much longer, the portion of her grades based on quizzes and tests would plummet.

During free period, Sean found himself thinking about Shannon’s prodigious talent and fitness level, and whether she could channel it towards school while still looking for an instructor of the right caliber. He walked into the empty auditorium and imagined Shannon up there dancing, with the whole school applauding afterwards. Unfortunately, without switching back, all Sean could do consciously was singular moves like pirouettes and plies and such. Someone would need to tell his body how to link things together as art. They really need to figure this switch out soon, he thought.

He walked up the stairs and across the stage lightly. Then he did a pirouette that flared his skirt out to reveal the blue panties. “Woops,” he thought. He hummed some half-forgotten music from one of his sister’s recitals, and his body started to move in a few graceful, well-rehearsed steps. The music helped put a few moves together, and he now wondered whether playing it for real would allow ordu escort him to recreate a whole performance. He tried to remember more of the song, but just a few bars here and there were all he could recall. As he moved haltingly around the stage, his long legs and short skirt showed well-defined muscle in calves and thighs.

Kristen watched from the shadows of the stage, mesmerized by the redhead. She was missing a class but did not care. The ugly duckling was gone, and this beautiful dancer had her hooked. Kristen had never felt such longing for any male, instead everyone had always wanted her, chased her, obsessed over her. She had waited impatiently for Shannon to seek her out after their encounter, but nothing had happened. Instead the girl had started dressing up instead of down, unbelievably beautiful to her, as if to twist the knife in her gut. The turnaround was devastating.

She had surreptitiously followed Shannon around for the past two days, sick to her stomach with desire. This morning Kristen had readied herself as carefully as she knew how: trimming her pussy, waxing, skin softener, her most expensive perfume, eyebrows plucked, makeup applied to perfection, hair styled in a perfect French braid, teeth flossed and breath sweet, Victoria’s secret angels lingerie with stockings and garter under a wraparound dress that showed her tits to perfection.

When she got to school, every cheerleader she saw had asked what the special occasion was. She made up a story about a photo shoot and possible modeling gig immediately after school.

The redhead finally stopped dancing and looked ready to leave. Kristen stepped from the shadows. “Shannon, wait up!” Her voice was a bit shaky.

Sean saw the tall blonde goddess step into the light and got such a rush of desire he was relieved. “Not totally gay yet,” he thought. “Hello, Kristen. Why are you so dressed up?”

“Someone-, uh, something special I wanted to do today. Do you have a minute? I’d like to talk, no fighting, I promise.”

“Ok, as long as it’s not about Adam.”

“It’s not, believe me. We could sit on the edge of the stage, I guess, or I know a place that is a bit more comfortable.”

“Ok.”

Kristen led her backstage to the unused director’s office, where there was a desk and a couch. She sat nervously on the edge of the couch while Sean chose to lean on the desk. Sean was aware of intriguing sexual tension due to their earlier encounter, and enjoyed the feeling being caused by a girl for a change. He then recalled the problems caused for his sister by this beauty and felt his desire wane.

He looked down at the blonde bombshell and said evenly, “I’ve been enjoying not being a pariah around here. I guess I should thank you.”

“As if I could have stopped you after your transformation. You’re so stunning, no one would listen if I had proof you worshipped Satan as a hobby. You could probably have a dick hidden under there and still be popular at this rate.”

Sean smiled wryly at the irony. “Well, you know there isn’t one.”

“Yes, I do.” Kristen shifted, rubbing one leg up over the other. From his recent experience with the same leg actions, Sean suspected she was very turned on at the memory. He wondered what she was wearing under the dress. “I had never been with a girl before, you know.”

“I remember you saying that. I hadn’t either.”

“So we were virgins, in a sense.”

“More than you know.”

Kristen was puzzled for a moment, but then continued. “I wanted to apologize again for the way I have treated you in the past. Can we get past that?”

“I don’t know. Definitely not yet, anyway. It’s only been a few days, Kristen. You haven’t really proven anything to me at this point.”

“I guess you’re right. I’d like to prove something to you now.” Kristen took a deep breath. “Do you like my outfit?”

“Yes, it’s very pretty,” Sean answered carefully.

“I was hoping you would. It has a special feature.” Kristen stood up, reached down and untied a hidden string on the wraparound dress. She then shimmied carefully, and the dress fell from her body. Her d-cup breasts strained against the black and pink demi-cup bra. The matching panties were low cut with strings around her hips. The tight triangle of silk showed her labia were already engorged. Black stockings rode high on the extra-long, shapely legs. A black and pink garter belt completed the set. Kristen stood posed on her high heels, more nervous than confident despite her magnificent body and face. She had never feared rejection until now, and so had stacked the deck as much as she knew how.

Sean stared unabashedly at the beauty before him. He had seen much of the blonde the other day, but only poorly lit and up close. The full effect of the complete woman before him was stunning. He was awestruck that such a woman wanted him, or really Shannon.

He cleared his throat. “Turn around, let me see the rest.”

Kristen turned to show osmaniye escort her exquisite ass outlined in silk cut high on each cheek. Sean nearly leaped on her, but the thought of how his sister felt about this girl helped him hold his ground. It helped that he could no longer see Kristen’s enormous blue eyes.

“Kristen, I’m not the girl for you, I’m sorry.”

Kristen’s shoulders hunched at the rejection. “Why not?”

“The jury is still out on whether you are a good person, and I’m dating Adam, your ex-boyfriend. We shouldn’t be doing each other, too. Also, the girl thing may be sort of temporary for me.”

Kristen dropped to her knees slowly and ended up hugging herself loosely. “I don’t care about Adam anymore, to be honest. He’s a great guy and great in bed and all, but suddenly I’m not that into guys.” Kristen shifted and looked back over her shoulder, still kneeling. “I’ll do anything for you, though.”

The view of her pleading face, long slim back stretched gracefully above the horizontal line of her garter belt, venus dimples above buttocks bent and straining the tight panties, was something that Sean would try to remember forever. He clenched his hands on the edge of the desk. “I should go before we regret this.”

Kristen turned and crawled slowly toward him, breasts hanging heavily against her bra, rounded ass flexing under pink and black. Her high-cheekboned face was flushed and long eyelashes shadowed her eyes. She reached Sean’s feet as he stood paralyzed. She bent and kissed his instep, then licked up his calf. “Just one more time, please, I beg you.”

Kristen slid her hands up the exquisite legs slowly, past the knees, and then up the outside of the thighs. She began kissing again above the knee, making her way up the inner thighs, her hair tickling Sean’s smooth skin. The short skirt was slowly raised, exposing blue panties with a large wet spot. Kristen sniffed the juices and moaned, gripping the muscled thighs tightly as if trying to prevent her quarry from escaping. Sean could not have moved if his life depended on it.

Kristen licked the silky material, tasting the redhead again. She pushed her tongue into the fabric and caressed the labia. Sean’s legs spread outward to accommodate her while his heart raced.

Kristen continued to probe with her tongue, slowly. Then she let go of Sean’s thigh with her right hand and slid it around up the between his legs. He felt her long fingers caress up the crack of his ass as her tongue continued to torment him. Her fingers slid the tight panties to the side, exposing his pussy and anus. She licked his clitoris and wet her index finger with his juices, then she teased the sphincter with the slick digit. Sean nearly collapsed at the dual sensations. Kristen didn’t want her lover to go too soon, so she pulled back before the girl could tip over the edge.

Kristen slid her hands up and pulled the panties down while Sean lifted his buttocks off the edge of the desk. She then reached up and unbuttoned the dress by feel while kissing and licking the soft skin above and to the sides of the red-haired strip. Sean caressed her hair, then let go as the blonde grabbed the skirt of the dress and stood, pulling the dress up and over his head.

Kristen paused to marvel at the dancer’s body, now wearing only the blue bra and sandals. She was so feminine, and yet showed muscle each time she moved. She was irresistible, amazing, intoxicating. Kristen had to see all of her, so she reached and unclasped the bra at the front, letting the C-cup breasts stand proudly, dark pink nipples taut. She sucked one, then the other, while sliding the bra off the redhead’s shoulders. She then hugged the girl to her and kissed her full on the mouth as she caressed her back and stroked her ass.

Sean felt the blonde’s lingerie rubbing sensually at his nipples and hips and thighs as they kissed. He gripped one large breast in his left hand and held the small of her back with the other. He then moved his lower hand to the skin between Kristen’s stockings and panties, running smooth fingernails around the area.

Kristen dragged them over to the couch and leaned Sean over and down onto it, kissing him all the while. She quickly slid her panties off and climbed on top of the redhead with her head hovering over the awaiting pussy. Sean found himself in his second 69 of the last 24 hours, this time surrounded by stocking-clad legs and looking up at the pussy of the hottest blonde he had ever met.

The two girls sank together, tongues lapping their wet labia and clits. Sean licked slowly from clit down to moist crevice and back, while Kristen circled the dancer’s clit with sure strokes. Their bodies writhed in pleasure while they each grabbed their partner’s ass to hold steady.

Sean spread Kristen’s labia with his fingers. Her blonde pussy was fascinating to him, and he wanted to explore every inch of it, slowly.

Kristen had inserted a finger sinop escort into Sean’s vagina and was slowly pumping it in and out. She spread his juices all around, making the entire area slick before she nuzzled and licked vigorously.

Their hearts quickened to a pounding beat as they each hit various erogenous areas with their tongues and fingers. Kristen, being the more experienced, set the pace based on how far along she thought the redhead was. Her own body was easy to gauge from experience, and she wanted to come at the same time as her infatuation did.

Sean went along for the ride, trying to keep up as the blonde seemed to have two tongues and twenty fingers. He licked and suckled Kristen’s clitoris with his tongue, three fingers inserted into her vagina and pumping steadily.

Suddenly Kristen’s body started to go out of control, the redhead was overwhelming her. The blonde tried to suppress it but couldn’t hold back. She inserted one wet finger into her partner’s anus and sucked on her clit, humming harshly to vibrate it. Sean felt like his pussy was electrified, and cried out as his toes curled and his pelvis lifted Kristen, pumping up and down as the orgasm took hold.

Kristen’s orgasm was even better, the result of days of longing for the beautiful, forbidden woman beneath her. She shuddered, teeth clenched to prevent a scream that might echo around the auditorium. She passed out for a few seconds from the intensity of her release.

Sean slid out from under the tall, tanned body of the head cheerleader. Kristen rolled to her side, still dazzled by the best orgasm she had ever had. She had tears in her eyes. Sean rolled to face her and saw them.

He was puzzled, “Are you ok?” She looked so vulnerable.

“No, not really. That was so amazing!” She started to cry harder.

“You’re crying because it was amazing? I don’t understand.”

“You’re as oblivious as a guy, you know?”

“I guess.”

“This may have been a little experimentation for you, but it meant everything to me, even if I didn’t want it to. I’ve never felt like that with anyone else. I could love you. But you don’t really want to be with me, do you?”

“No, I can’t, not right now, at least. I’m sorry.”

“Please get dressed and go away, seeing you naked is not helping me.”

Sean realized he was lying in Shannon’s birthday suit beside the lingerie-clad fantasy of every guy in school. And he was rejecting her. Only the switch could have produced a situation this fucked up, he thought ruefully as he pulled on his panties and picked up his bra.

Shannon found Erica standing beside the car after school. She had apparently teased her hair after school since it had quite a bit more volume and bounce than her usual. Her cheerleading uniform hung just below her crotch as she leaned casually against the fender, legs crossed. “Does this girl ever not look like sex on a stick?” Shannon wondered.

As a dancer, she was used to the occasional risqué movement or performance or outfit, but it seemed like Erica’s whole life revolved around maximizing her allure.

“Hey, babe, did you do something to your hair?” Shannon greeted her like she thought his brother would.

“Hi, stud, I was just playing around. Did you bring some muscles for me?”

“Only one,” Shannon flirted as best she could. Erica laughed and they got in and drove to her house.

Once inside she led the way down the carpeted steps. Shannon cursed as she bumped Sean’s head on a low part of the stairwell. Erica giggled and kept going into the finished room.

It seemed comfortable, with a big L-shaped couch, several padded wooden armchairs and a stereo/TV combo built into the wall. There were lally columns running down the center at 10 foot intervals. A tall box was leaning against and hiding the last one, with a larger box over to the side.

“Those are the boxes. They’re big and awkward. My dad couldn’t even move them.”

“I’m hoping these monkey arms are good for something,” Shannon replied.

Erica watched her pick up the first box and carry it across the basement to the door. “That’s far enough for now.”

“You sure?” Shannon was barely breathing hard after picking nearly 200 lbs. Sean’s body was amazing, she thought for the umpteenth time.

“Have a seat on that chair and rest a minute. I want to thank you properly.”

“Uh oh,” Shannon thought. She sat down and waited for the elaborate hug and kiss she was sure to receive.

Erica had other plans. “Remember ‘close your eyes’?”

“Yes,” Shannon smiled at the recollection.

“Your turn.”

Shannon closed her eyes and waited. Erica talked to cover the other noises she might make. “I liked that so much, you were so hot that night.”

Suddenly Sean heard a sound, “zzzz…” and felt something tug on her wrists. She looked and saw that her forearms had been tied with thick zipties to the arms of the chair.

“What the fuck?” Shannon gasped.

Erica laughed. “You’re my prisoner.”

“Get these off me!” Shannon tried to slide her arms back to free them, but the back of the chair was in the way. The cheerleader had planned well.

“What’s the magic word?” Erica teased, still smiling.

“Please?”

“Nope, that’s your safety word, silly.”

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I know, it sounds like the beginning of a comic book superhero’s creation, but I actually did fall into a vat of toxic waste. Ok, it wasn’t actually toxic, but it did have the effect of changing my life completely. I know other people have fallen into that vat before but, somehow, it was different with me.

Maybe it was my own body chemistry, maybe it was something I ate or drank or maybe we will just never know, but I changed that day. To begin with I didn’t feel any different except for a slight headache. I figured a fall from nearly 30 feet will do that to you. “I should have been more careful,” I thought.

“You sure should have klutz,” joked one of the more beautiful women in my research division.

The funny thing is she answered what I’d thought. I did not actually say it. “My luck is actually changing,” I thought again.

“Tell me about it. You keep getting klutzier by the day,” the same research fellow said.

Somehow I was broadcasting my thoughts to those around me.

I spent the rest of the day that day trying to find out the limitations, range and scope of this new found ability. It seems that being heard mentally is not the only new ability I have acquired. I also acquired the ability to not only influence people, to control them, both individually and in groups, but I have also received the ability to wipe their minds, partially or wholly.

Well, I guess it is time to put my new abilities to a really good field test. All of my other tests were, for the most part, one on one and I will describe them momentarily. For now I want to have a little fun.

“Ok,” I thought while sitting in the packed company cafeteria, “I want all the men who wish they were women to get up on the tables and cluck like chickens. All the women who wish they were men to get up on the tables and bark like dogs. The rest of you stay seated.”

I must say I was surprised when 3 men and 6 women got up on the tables. To those men who got up on the tables I planted the thought in their brains that they were gay and always would be–as a three-way couple living together openly. Then I made them declare it publicly and leave for their new life together. The reaction of the others was priceless. Some laughed, some gasped. And one even applauded them for their bravery. (I turned that gay lover totally gay and into a complete cock-loving slut boy. I wasn’t in a political correct kind of mood today.)

The women who wanted to be men I placed the idea in their minds to have rather large penises added to them and to be modified to look even better. In my book that meant obscenely large breasts and lips, nice heart-shaped asses and long, flowing tresses. I also added to their instructions a few thoughts to make them dress and act quite a bit sluttier and one final thought that forbid them from having sex or arousing themselves until they were allowed to by me personally. This would ensure that they would seek me out later and that lots of fun would ensue.

As to the rest of the straight men I put the thought into their heads that three-quarters of their salary should be deposited into an unnamed, private account in the Cayman Islands–Mine! Of course I am not biased; I had the gay men do the same thing. Money is money after all.

The straight women in the company suddenly all had the same idea–to seduce me and fuck me senseless however I wished. Needless to say I wished and it happened. Women, like the object of my nocturnal emissions, a large-breasted, long-haired redhead with jade green eyes, suddenly were eager to bed me and were even more eager in bed.

Heck, with my new abilities, I even bedded a few of the women in front of their husbands. Then, of course, I wiped their minds and gave them all a permanent case of erectile dysfunction. It was so much fun watching the women line up to try and be the first to seduce me. Amazingly, they all were, because I wiped their minds again and again.

Janice, a short, not well-endowed woman with thick brown curly hair, was the first woman I took after my change. She was about 22 years old and not yet overly experienced with men. I gave her a whole new appreciation of the male penis and its capabilities. It began with me giving her a simple subconscious command to lose all of her inhibitions and you’d be surprised how easy it was to make her swallow a load of my man juices from my prick fresh out of her well used, and abused, asshole after I did so.

Janice was not well endowed, a b-cup or maybe a small c-cup, but where she was missing the curves up top she most certainly had them below. Short though she may have been baby, most definitely, had back. Her pear-shaped ass was just begging to be ridden. And I was in the mood to play Willie Shoemaker.

Although she could only be all of 4′ 10″ tall, Janice’s mocha chocolate skin, curly hair which fell past her shoulders, lovely ass and delectable breasts, made her one chocolate I desperately wanted to eat. As I put the thought tokat escort in her head for the first time, long before I had her going from ass to mouth, that she should duck under the table in the restaurant I took her to and give me a blowjob I inwardly smiled. Somehow I knew now that not only was I putting this though in her head, but that it is indeed what she has wanted all along—a man to dominate her.

“So, Janice,” I began, “I know you enjoy having a man dominate you so from now on I will make it simple for you. From now on you will be with no other person but me, male or female, without my permission. You don’t cum, move, think or breathe without me giving you permission to do so. Understood?”

She was abso-fucking-lutely stunned, but somehow managed to stammer out, “Yes.”

“Yes, what” I intoned.

“Yes Sir,” she said submissively.

“Good,” I said, “Now that we have that out of the way slut, get naked. You are not to be clothed in my presence unless I say so and that means anywhere you and I are together—no exceptions—work, home, in the car, in a field of wildflowers, wherever you are to be naked for me.”

I watched as she slowly started to strip. Perhaps she thought I’d change my mind since we are at work. Not likely considering being there turned me on all the more and I could wipe the mind of whomever I wanted anyway. Heck, I wanted to get caught, that was part of my experimentation.

Sure enough, almost right on cue, the principal owner of the business walked in on us.

“Excuse me mister, but do you know what you are doing?” he said.

I just looked at him and smiled.

“Of course. I am putting my new slut through some of her paces. Now why don’t you stop being a pain in the ass and come over here so she can suck you off?”

He about killed himself tripping over his own feet as he rushed to put his cock in slut’s mouth.

Funny, somehow I thought a good looking multi-millionaire industrialist would have all the pussy he could ever want. Guess I was wrong because he fucked slut’s face as if he’d never had a blowjob in his life. Either that or he just liked facefucking slut hard and fast without any consideration at all for her. Somehow though I am sure the situation was the first one.

It didn’t take to long for Mr. Owen Hatch III to cum down slut’s throat and she really enjoyed tasting every drop. Not only did she swallow it all, but first she washed it around in her mouth like she was taste testing a fine wine before doing so. Thank heaven she did not follow that analogy all the way and spit out the cum afterwards but swallowed it. I just love watching a woman do that. It is the most erotic thing a woman can do in my humble opinion.

As Janice was swallowing Mr. Hatch’s cum I slid up behind her and pushed my hard member into her pussy with but a single thrust. Expectedly she grunted with the pain and then began fucking me in earnest. Alas, for her it was not her pussy I wanted at the moment. At the moment my desire was to excite and degrade her simultaneously. I wanted her to beg to be used like the slut I used my powers to turn her into in the first place.

With me behind her and Mr. Hatch in front of her she was being ridden well and she moved like a filly that was just hitting its stride. I fucked her onto his cock and he fucked her back onto my pole. It was as if she had a pole running through her body and she was moving along on that pole. We rode her like this for a while and then really took her for a spin as I changed my rhythm so that we were either on our out strokes or in strokes simultaneously.

As we stuffed the bitch like an Oreo cookie, my black cock in her pussy and Mr. Hatch’s in her mouth, I just could not wait to give her the filling I so wanted her to enjoy more and more of. It was not long before Mr. Hatch gave her more of his joy juice. She really knew how to suck a cock and, it was then I realized, I never put the idea in her head about how to do it! Dang. The woman was a natural born cocksucker and a submissive at that. Talk about my lucky day.

Well, I did not want to let only Mr. Hatch and slut have all the fun so I gave them each an additional set of instructions and left them to continue my testing. Mr. Hatch got a set of instructions that included the following: 1) I wiped his mind off all events 2) I had him make sure to remove any recordings of today’s activities, without duplicating them in any way, shape or form, and send them to me for my own personal use 3)I had him make sure that the company deposited, to an unnamed account for me, 50 million dollars as a consulting fee and 4) I turned him into a blatant homosexual crossdresser with a permanent case of erectile dysfunction (can’t have competition for all the pussy, ass, mouths and tits I want to play with now can I?).

As for slut, her orders were even simpler. She was to stay on her knees, naked, ready, horny and wet and await my return. yozgat escort If anyone showed up she would simply tell them she was waiting for her Master to fuck her senseless. I also made it so that her mind would respond only to me and thus she could not cum, or make anyone else cum, except for when she was with me.

Yes, I know, I have a devious and deviant mind. But then what fun is having these powers if one has to exercise restraint and act normally. Hey, that reminds me, perhaps the next test subject should really like being restrained. Let’s see, who looks promising.

And the lucky winner is………….

Honey Stillwell, the exceedingly too beautiful looking to be an accountant that just started recently. What was this woman doing? Heck, she could have any man she wanted, fuck them senseless, convince them to give her every dime they had and then leave them hanging high and dry.

Now I know some women are beautiful, but Honey well, she just plain blows them all away. As I sat there openly admiring her gorgeous form I wondered what I should do with her and how. Of course I was looking to see how she reacted to me ogling her and how she did was what I was going to use to determine what I’d do to her.

“Mornin’ Ms. Stillwell,” I said as she approached me.

“Mornin?” she said, “Are you fucking kidding me? You just sit there ogling me and that is all you can say?”

“What did you expect ma’am?” I said.

“Oh, I don’t know, how about something more original Iike “I only wish I could be as close to you as that thong you are wearing”? she said.

My jaw dropped.

As I came back to my senses I said, “Who wouldn’t want to be that close to you Ms. Stillwell? They’d have to be crazy, dead or gay not to want you with a body like the one you possess.”

I certainly hope this wasn’t a setup for a sexual harassment suit or I’d have to do a lot of mindwiping to clean this issue up.

“Well,” she said, “my gay, dickless soon-to-be ex-husband for one. He ran away with the gardener and the pool boy!”

My jaw dropped even farther now.

“Well,” I said, “That settles it. I will just have to fuck you properly so you can forget him completely.”

“If only it were that easy,” she said.

How little she knew. I was already searching her mind for memories of him and their life together. When I did fuck her, as there was no doubt about me doing so now, she would completely forget everything about him except his name and the fact that he would be sending her money on a regular basis.”

“It is my dear, it is,” I said.

She looked at me querulously.

“Don’t worry love,” I answered as she thought about just how that was possible.

“I will make you the happiest woman in the world if you will just let me do to you what you wish you soon-to-be had while you were married,” I said.

Heck, I hadn’t even used my powers any farther than searching her mind for what she likes and needed. There was no undue influence on her now, yet somehow, even without searching her mind I could somehow sense she would soon be inviting me to her bed.

“I don’t even know your name, yet somehow I don’t doubt that you are right about that,” she said.

“I am Jesse Coltrane dear,” I said. “I work in the manufacturing division of the company, but a lady friend of mine, who works in accounting, invited me over to show me where she works and have lunch with.”

I saw her face begin to show disappointment.

“Don’t worry dear, she is just a fuck toy really and she is bisexual. That is, if you like women and you’d like her to join us,” I said tentatively.

A large grin broke out across her face.

“How did you know,” she inquired.

“Just a feeling I had,” I said. She didn’t need to know I took the thought out of her mind that she’d like to experiment with a woman and replaced it with the thought that she’d love to be eating a woman while getting royally fucked up the ass and/or pussy.

“When will you be free dear and we can go from there,” I said.

“Coincidentally I am about to get off of work now. How soon before your fuck toy could be ready?” she said.

“Oh, she is ready now,” I said, “She is naked on her knees awaiting my return. I finished using her with the owner of the company before I ran into you.”

“You’re kiddin’,” she said.

With that I just grabbed her by the hand. “Follow me,” I said.

It took only about 3 minutes to get back to where I’d left her, but there she was sure as shootin’ on her knees naked awaiting me with a puddle of her pussy juices below her on the floor.

“I told you,” I said.

I walked over to slut, pulled out my rampant member and said, “Please be a dear and suck this all the way down your throat, but don’t use your hands.”

And that is what she immediately did.

Honey was beginning to drip herself as she watched slut suck my rampant member never touching herself and only zonguldak escort making contact with me by way of her slutty mouth. The smell of pussy in the room was strong, but it was definitely not just one pussy I smelled. I watched intently as slut sucked me and Honey walked up behind her and began to paddle the living daylights out of her with her hands.

Each hit was palpable and forced slut’s mouth even deeper on my cock. Soon enough I began to wonder if after she’d swallowed my cock whole she would begin vacuuming up my balls as well in her mouth. This was indeed a possibility, but I was already considering ways to make it so it was not—like having a gorgeous, female, plastic surgeon do surgery on my cock to enlarge it in both length and girth (I’d gladly pay her back with a nice pearl necklace or two).

I was tickling slut’s tonsils when Honey reached over and grabbed me by the balls and squeezed them ever so tightly. As I moaned she told me that a good slut always remains nude for her Master and also that it was time to go. She really wanted slut to be licking her pussy and she was not ashamed to admit it.

I let Honey drive us to her place as I kept slut busy in the backseat, on her knees, sucking my cock. We got more than a few stares driving down the road. Not the least of which, I am sure, was for the gorgeous lady driver considering what was happening in her backseat. Then again, a few could have been for the naked bitch sucking me off like she was bobbing for apples and I was the tastiest one around.

Luckily the drive was just the perfect length. Long enough to show off slut, short enough to get to Honey’s place and have some fun quickly.

“So, Honey,” I said, “What kind of fun would you like to have now?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” she said, “I thought maybe you’d enjoy taking two women, tying them up in strict bondage and having your way with them.”

It was then that I’d actually noticed where she had led us to—her house was actually more of a warehouse and the largest room, which now stood in, was a fully equipped dungeon that turned me on something fierce. My gaze fell on all sorts of toys (an entire wall filled with every type of toy made of various materials and meant to be used), a St. Andrew’s cross in the middle of the room which sat next to a physician’s examination table (complete with all instruments the doctor would need for an examination), a rotating cross on one wall and a sex swing hanging tantalizingly in one of the corners of the room and more that I could not describe properly, but longed to use.

“Honey, Honey, Honey,” I said, “I’ve never met an accountant that was like you before but I think that I may just have to marry you dear. Wooooooooooow!”

Together we put slut up on the St. Andrew’s cross, blindfolded her, gagged her with a large penis gag, filled her pussy and ass with large, vibrating dildoes set to a low speed setting each and left her there. I then took Honey to the sex swing.

“Get in it my lovely wicked wench,” I said.

She responded immediately by doing so with the ease of someone who spent a lot of time doing just this.

“I see you are good at this,” I said, “I take it you have had a lot of practice doing this.”

“Oh yes,” she said, “My live-in female roommates use it, or more appropriately me, all the time in just this position.”

I should have known better, that she could not afford a place like this on her own salary, but somehow I didn’t see it.

“Use you?” I asked,

“Oh, did I forget to mention it? I am a submissive for a group of dominant women who use and abuse my body at will,” she said.

So, one woman, previously turned into a slut by me, one woman a natural submissive who loves to be used and abused, what was I to do? I did what anyone else with no morals and powers like these would do, I used them both.

First, I started by making sure her roommates knew I was there and that I was there by her choice. Honey left a message to this affect on the door to the dungeon written by her so that the other women in the household knew I would be using her and abusing her well and not to interfere unless they were joining in—as submissives to me.

Now that I had the place basically to myself I adjusted the height of the swing so Honey’s honeypot was at the perfect level for my cock, but I intended to tease and arouse her more than satisfy her at the moment. The way I see it, if she can become so in lust with me without my using my powers on her all the better. Of course if that fails I can always turn her into just about anything I can think of and turn her out on the streets.

I left her for a few moments after chaining her into the swing so she could not get loose and she could not close up those lovely legs of hers. When I was in front of Janice I placed the thought in her mind that she was a virgin, not that that was even close to the truth, and that she wanted sex of all types and was so horny that she would beg for it.

When I pulled the dildo gag from slut’s mouth it was covered in her drool and she seemed to have no problem at all keeping it down her throat. In point of fact, she was begging me already to get it back there. It seems she really enjoyed it tickling her tonsils.

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Midnight Bloom – Virgin Redux

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Virgin Redux takes place after Girl Interrupted as another steamy interlude from my Bloom Chronicles novels. Nyx and Tara are at it again, but this time they’ve got someone else joining the party, an intelligence that has joined with Nyx to watch and observe the intelligent species of the universe…in all parts of life.

No living or real people are portrayed or implied and everyone in the story is over 18 and consensual. Oh, and in one case probably hundreds of thousands or even millions of years old.

“Are you still getting used to…” Tara gestured at Nyx’s Silverskin covered legs, arm, and, well, the rest of her body. She had patches of newly patented synthetic skin over her upper right arm and several strips on, beside, and across her abdomen as well.

“My… upgrades?” Nyx asked her lover.

Tara reached over and gently ran her fingertips up the smooth but flexible metal alloy of Nyx’s thigh. “Yes. Is it really just like it used to be?”

“Oh, it’s nothing like it used to be,” Nyx said. “I’ve got so much packed into each leg… Baby, I can fuckin’ fly now!”

Tara squinted as she thought back to the schematics she’d poured over and tried to understand. She grunted when she remembered what Nyx meant. “The kinetic lifts… you have one in each leg.”

Nyx grinned. “Fuck yeah I do.”

Tara shook her head and laughed. “Isn’t there a story about the boy that flew too close to the sun?”

Nyx wiggled her eyebrows. “I’m not a boy.”

“I don’t think that had anything to do with the moral of the story.”

Nyx waved her concerns away.

Tara kept tracing her fingers up and down Nyx’s thigh, rising higher and higher and sliding them toward the inside of her leg more and more. Nyx shivered and bit her lip when Tara’s most recent exploration reversed direction and started back down her leg.

“You really can feel it!” Tara said. “I mean, I know you said you could, but…”

Nyx smiled at her. “Yeah, I can feel it. They’ve got a multipoint neuro-net built into them. I feel everything, if I have it tuned for that– which I do. The real question is, how do they feel to you?”

Tara replaced her fingers with her palm and squeezed Nyx’s thigh gently. “I’m not sure. It’s weird. Like, not real… but it reacts to my touch and it flexes almost like real skin. It’s warm and… weird. I think I prefer the original.”

Nyx winced. “Baby… the original stuff is gone. Ruined. Dead.”

Tara saw the fear in Nyx’s eyes and rushed to shush her. “No, I didn’t mean that! I’m sorry. I meant… I’d rather touch you where you’ve still got skin. You know… a little higher up your leg?”

Nyx let out a nervous laugh an said, “Mmm, I see. Well, we can probably do some of that, I was just working on making sure I’ve got all these contracts lined up right to protect our latest deals and–“

“Nyx?”

Nyx turned to stare into Tara’s eyes. She saw the worry plain as day and didn’t need the voice in her head.

‘Tara thinks something is wrong with you,’ the voice of Gene, the sole survivor of the Etheros society and the entity she shared her new hardware with, communicated to her.

“I’m okay, sweetie,” Nyx said.

‘It bothers you that I’m here, watching and experiencing this. This is part of the agreement we reached.’

Nyx ignored the alien entity this time. She didn’t need to respond, Gene knew her thoughts as soon as she thought them. She had no privacy. No matter what she did or what she wanted, Gene was aware. No matter how twisted or dark her thought. No matter how taboo or slutty the deed.

Gene gave voice to her secret that she’d tried to hide even from herself. ‘I misunderstood, you’re not upset, you’re aroused to have me witnessing you.’

‘Shit!’

“I didn’t ask if you were okay,” Tara said. “Now you’ve got me worried.”

Nyx recovered from Gene’s revelation in time to respond smoothly, “You were thinking it.”

Tara nodded. “A little, yes. You… you’re different. I mean, it’s still you, but you’re acting funny. Is it because of the… well, everything?”

Nyx kilis escort took in a breath and let it out. “I’ve been so busy, Tara. I haven’t taken any time for myself.”

“Or for us,” Tara pointed out.

‘You’re aroused by being watched, but you are upset too. Upset that Tara would not be… and you’re hiding me from her. Hiding me from everyone.’

‘You really know how to kill a mood, don’t you?’

Gene was silent for a few microseconds longer than Nyx expected. ‘You’re correct, I am proving a poor witness. My apologies. I will refrain from interacting until a more suitable time arises to discuss my observations.’

‘I think you need to get laid more than I do,’ Nyx counter-observed.

“Nyx? Are you okay?”

Nyx shook her head and smiled. “So okay. I’m sorry, I was just thinking before speaking for once. And well yeah, that’s what I meant when I said time for myself. Spending time with you is my happy-place. I… I don’t want to share you with anyone but I’ve had to for… a long time now. I’ve been worried that, well, maybe things would be different now. That you liked being with everyone.”

“Woah, hang on, I haven’t been with anyone since we–“

Nyx grimaced and shook her head. “Shit, I’m sorry… that didn’t… I didn’t mean you were fucking around. I meant just, I don’t know, being social with other people. Like, maybe they were more interesting than me.”

“Oh my–Nyx! You’re crazy! I am totally, one hundred percent, hooked on you! Don’t you dare ever think I don’t love the crap out of you. After all you put me through, you owe me at least five hundred years of happiness, if not more! And even with the magical science you dream up, we’d be lucky to get twenty percent of that.”

“So you’re saying I need to compress five hundred years into one hundred… I can do that. I love you so fucking much, baby, it terrifies me.”

“Aww, you’re so sweet. Dirty and nasty and sweet.”

Nyx grinned. “You know, that reminds me.”

“Oh no,” Tara groaned.

Nyx’s grin widened. “I was thinking about Alexis. Her new body and how modular everything is. If she wanted, she could swap out part and mount a flexible cock and fuck that shit out of Synthia if they wanted.”

“Now that’s my Nyx,” Tara said after she rolled her eyes.

“I’m a little jealous,” Nyx admitted.

“You are NOT cutting out your vagina so you can put in a cyber-whatever.”

“Ooh, a cyber-sex-machine! No, maybe a cyber-sexy-modular? Adapter? Attachment. What do you think?”

“I think if you do any of that, I’m going to be so mad at you,” Tara said.

“Don’t you love me because of who I am?” Nyx asked while blinking her eyes innocently.

“Yes! But what attracted me to you was how amazing you were and the fact that you’re a woman. I’m not attracted to men, and by proxy, penises. Yes, I don’t mind toys, but there’s nothing– nothing– that can ever replace your fingers and mouth.”

“Now who’s the dirty one?” Nyx asked.

Tara wrinkled her nose and looked around for something non-damaging to throw at Nyx. Then again, given Nyx’s upgrades she could probably toss a spanner at her and it would bounce off.

“There’s so much to do,” Nyx said as she looked around too. “We’re a couple of days out from our next stop and–“

“Nyx, what’s going on?”

Nyx turned her head back to Tara and tried to smile. Even she knew it was a weak attempt. “I absolutely fucking love all of this,” Nyx said while gesturing at herself.

“So what’s the problem?” Tara asked before Nyx could continue.

“I don’t know. I’m afraid… I guess. Afraid you won’t like making love to me anymore because I’m… well, all this.”

“You can space those thoughts, they’re full of shit and you know it. You did your arm a long time ago and that never slowed me down at all. Some of the things you could do with your fingers on it… mmm.”

Nyx bit her lip. “I thought I broke you that one time.”

“You did! But then you fixed me,” Tara reminisced.

“So… well… I mean, kırklareli escort my pussy is vintage, but I did have to make some changes.”

“What?” Tara asked. “I thought you said you made sure you had blood flow and kept everything alive there.”

“I did, I did,” Nyx said. “You know though, total hysterectomy and, well, basically everything between my stomach and crotch is gone and replaced. There was enough liver to regenerate but the rest is gone.”

Tara nodded. “I know, and with your miniaturized variable matter reactor you don’t have to worry about solid waste anymore– oh! Is this… Nyx, I don’t care about anal sex. I mean, I know you liked it but it’s not a big deal to me.”

Nyx burst out laughing, causing Tara to blush brightly.

“No, no, we can still do that. There’s enough colon left for all sorts of backdoor fun,” Nyx said. “And it’s guaranteed to be always clean and healthy now! The wonders of modern science.”

Tara shook her head. “This is turning into an awkward conversation.”

Nyx laughed a little more and then fell silent.

“So what is it? If it’s not that… if everything still works, what is it?”

“Does it?” Nyx asked. “I mean… I think it does. It feels like it does, but I haven’t… you know… taken it out for a test ride.”

“Oh my– are you serious?”

“I had to rewire all of that stuff. Not just my legs and hips and everything, but my hooha and asshole too. What if… what if it doesn’t work the same?”

Tara shrugged. “Only one way to find out.”

Nyx persisted. “But what if it doesn’t?”

“I know someone who can fix it,” Tara said.

“Tara, I’m serious!”

“So am I!” Tara over-protested her. “Have you met yourself? You don’t let anything go half-ass. You’re all ass, all the time.”

Nyx looked at her and then let out a little laugh. “Did you really mean that?”

Tara frowned a little and then gasped. “Oh! No, I didn’t… wow, did I sat that?”

“So, like, I’m an ass, or I’ve got an ass? Or do I have a big ass?”

“You have an amazing ass,” Tara snapped. “And I would love to do nothing more than get my hands on it and have my way with it. Probably start with some spanking to get you back in line first, even.”

“How many times do I have to warn you not to threaten me with a good time?” Nyx asked.

“Apparently at least one more.”

“Mmm, okay.”

“So, get over yourself,” Tara ordered her. “You are my girlfriend. My lover. The love of my life. I’m crazy about you and I will love you beyond my last breath. That includes, as long as we’re able to, making love to you. And that’s what I’m going to do to you. I’m going to make love to you so hard I’ll short your circuits and make your logic boards pop.”

“Tara…”

“Yes?”

“I fucking love you.”

Tara felt the knot in her belly loosen and she smiled. “I never, ever get tired of hearing that.”

“Good, because I’m never going to stop saying it.”

“You can stop for a little bit,” Tara said. “Right now you can show me instead of telling me. Besides, it’s not polite to talk when your mouth is full?”

Nyx raised an eyebrow and then caught Tara as she leaned in and pressed her lips to hers. Tongue quickly followed and the two of them were rubbing and grinding against each other. After Tara had to relax her pressure enough to breathe Nyx leaned forward and pushed herself up out of her chair. She broke the kiss and moved quickly, scooping Tara up in her arms and making her squeal. She turned and put her on the bed and then pulled at the resealable seam on her tank top and spread it out to bare Tara’s breasts.

Nyx leered at her while Tara slid her hands down into her shorts and pushed them over her hips and down her legs.

She spread then and used a hand to trace her puffy lips and draw attention to her sex. She dipped a finger in, swirled it around, and then brought it and held it up so Nyx could see her wetness glistening on it.

Nyx bit her lip and then leaned in. Her nose twitched as she took in karabük escort Tara’s musky aroma. Her eyelids fluttered and she grabbed Tara’s hand. She guided Tara’s finger between her lips and sucked on it, moaning as she did so. Tara’s heavy breath was almost an answering moan.

“Get up here, baby, I’ve missed you so much,” Tara whined.

‘You wanted to experience what modern life had to offer. I hope you’re ready for this,’ Nyx thought to Gene.

Nyx climbed on the bed and covered her from navel to mouth with kisses. She did everything she could to kiss the life out of her and then gasped as Tara’s fingers slipped between her legs and squelched inside her folds.

“Fuck… Nyx!” Tara breathed into Nyx’s mouth as her fingers plunged inside of her.

Nyx’s brain nearly did short-circuit from the stimulation. She shuddered and panted lifted her mouth to try and get more air. Tara seized the opportunity and sucked one of Nyx’s ripe-nipple-berries into her mouth and teased it with her tongue and teeth. Nyx shuddered and bucked on top of her while her juices ran down Tara’s hand.

Months of convalescence and rebuilding with no release, followed by a few weeks of recovery and self-induced chastity, left Nyx in a primed state for an explosion. Tara’s body was the fuse and it was burning brightly. Nyx quivered in her arms and then cried out as Tara’s thumb slid over her swollen clit. Nyx’s hips moved of their own accord, humping Tara’s hand.

When Nyx’s orgasm finally crashed she slumped her head down and managed to kiss Tara’s forehead in between gasps for breath. Tara shifted underneath her so she could look up into her lust-hooded eyes. “You needed that.”

“Fuck,” Nyx drawled. She forced her thoughts inward and asked the entity sharing her hardware, ‘What did you think of that?’

‘That will take some time to process all of the data. It was… extensive. Is it always like that when you mate with her?’

‘That was a quicky. Don’t worry, it gets better,’ Nyx responded.

“I gotta ask… did you pee the bed?”

“What?” Nyx asked as Tara pulled her out of her dreamy conversation with Gene. The strange nature of the question made her panic for a moment as it sank in. “Pee? No… I can’t. Well, I mean, I could, but I didn’t.”

“That’s right, your bladder is part of your new recycling system,” Tara said. “Controlled by your coprocesser. Cooling system, right, with impurities filtered out for the reactor?”

Nyx nodded, impressed by her brilliant biologist girlfriend. “And don’t forgot all of that is controlled by my brain.”

“So… why so wet? Because it’s been so long?”

“Maybe I need to make some adjustments,” Nyx said. She leaned over and collapsed on her side. She looked at Tara’s drenched hand and legs and the wetness on the sheets of their bed. “Oh wow… that was a lot. It didn’t shoot out though.”

“No,” Tara agreed. “But still… it was a lot.”

“Sorry.”

Tara leaned over and kissed her. “Don’t be. I, um, liked it.”

“You did?”

Tara nodded. “Knowing I could do that to you? Yeah… I liked it. A lot.”

Nyx smiled. ‘She liked it,’ she thought to Gene.

‘I heard her.’

Nyx paid no mind to Gene’s flat response. ‘I think I need to recalibrate a few things. Sensitivity, maybe… or at least hydration levels.’

“So, we know your wired up properly,” Tara said.

“Maybe over-wired,” Nyx said and then waved a triumphant hand arm in the air. “Virgin redux no longer!”

“Now let’s see if you remember how to get me off.”

“Oh, I could never forget that.”

“Prove it and then we can see if you getting that wet for me was a fluke, or I’m just that good.”

“Oh baby,” Nyx breathed. “You really are that good.”

Tara grinned and then gasped as Nyx’s hand slipped along the slit in her flesh. She bit her lip and spread her legs wider, inviting her in.

“Uh uh,” Nyx said. “I’m all ass, remember?”

Tara laughed until Nyx shifted on the bed and bent over to bring her head between her legs. The first touch of Nyx’s hot tongue stole Tara’s breath. The second lick stole her ability to think clearly. The third ripped away her free will. The next several reminded her why she was, always and forever, Nyx’s.

Gene could share her body and, she supposed, share her orgasms. But they could never have Tara. Tara was all hers.

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Giladi brought her sword down hard on the spider’s head, splitting it down the middle in a spray of green ichor. It teetered on its spindly legs before falling with a crunch. She would have liked for that to be the end of it, but two more of the blue bastards were crawling towards her, front legs raised and mandibles clicking.

They leapt toward her at the same time. She rushed the one to her right, slicing through it and spilling more guts onto her face and torso as its two parts flopped past her. The other caught itself, skittered to a stop, and turned just in time for the tip of her sword to find shelter in its sternum. It twitched as it died. The calm of the forest fell over her, the rustle of leaves returning.

She wrenched her sword out of its corpse and squat down to look at it. It was a Hunter Spider alright, about the size of a dog. Giladi lifted its head to spy the nasty fangs tucked underneath. Hunter Spiders weren’t the most lethal, but they didn’t need to be. Just a splash of their venom could paralyze a minotaur. It was also an important ingredient to more than a dozen alchemic tonics.

Giladi wiped her blade down, sheathed it, and drew her knife to slice open the venom sacks. She didn’t plan this, but even if she didn’t need the venom, she could sell it in Bord, the town that was just beyond the forest. Giladi squeezed the sack’s contents in a small vial and sighed. Bord was the furthest human settlement out east, and only prospered because on the other side of the woods was Wrunelend. Ash Elves came through Bord first when they traveled out and passed through Bord last when they came back.

It’s where she was heading, and from there she could get to anywhere in the world. She stood up and wiped her gloves on the dirt. One thing nagged her. Hunter Spiders were most common when bred in captivity by the Spiderlings. They were like human bloodhounds, sent out to find prey. However, Spiderlings and Ash Elves like Giladi had good relationships. She couldn’t imagine why a pack of Hunter Spiders would have been so eager to attack her. Maybe they were feral. Giladi wasn’t sure if spiders could turn feral.

She pushed the concern out of her head and used her handkerchief to wipe the ichor off her face. Giladi ran her fingers through her alabaster hair, trying to get all the spider guts out. She wrung her locks out like a towel. Once she was sure she was as clean as possible, she checked her weapons, armor, and set out back into the woods.

Ash Elves called these woods the Survivors. Back in ancient times, before Wrunelend was its ashy, twisted self, the whole east was one big forest. These trees were the only ones left. The apocalyptic event that tore her people from their Pure Elf roots and set them on to their current path only reached this far.

The Survivors were old trees, reaching high into the sky and blocking out the sun. In summer, it was a moderate temperature. In winter, it was a moderate temperature. The Survivors were their own insulated world, a living reminder of the past. Ash Elves didn’t worship the forest, but they all had great respect for it.

For that reason, there were no roads either. Giladi hopped from root to root, soundlessly gliding between the trees. It was legend that every Ash Elf could navigate the Survivors by instinct alone, that they were born with a connection to the forest. She had no idea where that legend came from. The Ash Elves had very detailed maps of the Survivors and had to study them as school children.

Besides, as long as you went west you’d get out. There was no need for roads.

The size and density of the forest muted the sounds around her. It was that sort of quiet that hung in the air and gently smothered everything. She knew that humans found forests unsettling because of it, that they could never see or hear far. It was like having a blanket wrapped around your head.

Ash Elves didn’t have that problem. If Giladi focused hard enough, she could hear the smallest rustle, or the most distant chirp of birds. Even though a great ancient forest like the Survivors would have seemed like a vast sea of quiet to other races, to her it was a giant organism, talking to itself. The wind was its breath, the animals its blood, the timber its armor, and the leaves its hair.

It had its own teeth and claws too, but they weren’t for her.

The world had this idea that all Ash Elves were sneering, sinister demon summoners who could shoot lightning out of their fingers and open gates to the Great Dark. If they weren’t summoners, then they were cunning rogues and fleet footed assassins who would do anything for coin. All they knew was murder, all they understood was evil.

Giladi thought that was ridiculous. Summoners were rare, and you couldn’t have a whole society of rogues. They had generals, soldiers, bankers, merchants, persistent old women, creepy old men, blacksmiths, carpenters, bakers, farmers, builders, and everything the rest of the world had. Legends about Ash Elves were only that way because those who left Wrunelend were those kırşehir escort who could travel. That just happened to be summoners, rogues, or the rich.

She wasn’t going to combat those stereotypes however. Giladi was first trained with a sword before anything else. She wasn’t a rogue, and abhorred the practice of summoning, but was skilled enough with a blade that some dumb human would call her a “great swordsman.” Giladi wasn’t looking forward to that, but she couldn’t go back to Wrunelend.

Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Such was the life of an Ash Elf.

Giladi crouched on a root, ears perking up. Under the shuffle of leaves and the chirp of birds, she heard the skittering of legs. Dozens of them. She waited a moment, making sure she was hearing correctly. More Hunter Spiders, and she grimaced. If they were following her, that meant someone had trained them to hunt Ash Elves.

She wasn’t too keen on turning into Spiderling food, so Giladi drew her blade with the familiar hiss of steel and started running. The trees rushed past her in a brown blur. Giladi enjoyed running. She had a runner’s figure, with long legs and strong thighs, a toned ass, and modest B-breasts that were held tight by her tunic. Her ears bobbed with each footstep, her hair flying behind her. Running was relaxing, and she recalled the many hours spent running around her family’s estate. Round and round, from childhood to now, her mother and father watching with smiles.

What wasn’t relaxing were the sounds of Hunter Spiders getting closer.

Giladi landed next to a tall tree with branches running up its whole length. Before she could start moving again, something hit her in the back. There was no time to guess what it was, or how she didn’t hear it. Something pricked her calf, a bolt of pain arcing up her leg into her lower back. With a shriek, Giladi rolled over and swung at the same time. Her sword cut the blue Hunter Spider in half.

The skittering got louder, like approaching rain. She scrambled to her feet but her right leg wasn’t responding. It stuck out straight like a block of wood and dragged on the ground. Her chest heaved with effort. She could feel the venom in her system, creeping up her body like a lover’s fingers. Her left leg locked up and she fell face first, catching a mouthful of grass. Giladi tried to crawl away from the sounds, but the lower half of her body was dead weight. The paralytic reached her shoulders, then her arms, and then Giladi found she couldn’t move.

She tried to control her breathing as legs teetered into her vision. Giladi wasn’t sure if it was the venom or the fear that made it so hard to breathe. Probably the fear. For a woman who had once seen a demon butcher a squad of soldiers and glimpsed through a portal to the twilight of the Great Dark, nothing seemed as terrifying then as the dog-sized spiders spinning her in a web. Giladi wasn’t ready to die. She wanted to scream and kick, but she couldn’t. The venom wouldn’t even let her cry. The Survivors loomed over her. The webbing covered her eyes and the world went dark.

Giladi wasn’t sure when she passed out, or why when she finally woke up she was still alive, but she made sure to send a whole slew of prayers to the gods for her fortune. With the way her head felt, she imagined she was upside down. The paralytic had worn off a little, allowing her to squirm in her milky bindings. She wiggled her fingers into her belt where her knife was. At least one good thing about being captured by Hunter Spiders is that they didn’t frisk you for weapons.

Careful not to cut herself, she pulled her knife out and started to awkwardly saw at the cocoon. It was a weird angle, but she kept the blade sharpened and after a couple minutes of sawing, the tip broke through. Giladi wiggled more, tearing the hole wide. A gust of clean air struck her. Invigorated by the idea of freedom, she started to cut as quickly as she could.

When the hole was big enough, Giladi fell out of the sticky cocoon with a squeak. She nearly knocked herself back out by hitting her head on the ground. White strands of web clung to her armor and hair, and she slowly tested her limbs. Some of the venom lingered in her system, but she could move.

She could move. She was alive. Thank the gods.

The cave was dark, but so was most of Wrunelend and Ash Elves had excellent vision. Sluggishly, Giladi got to her feet and examined the small opening. Webbing covered the walls, small milky spheres stuck in clusters on the ground. Her cocoon had been suspended from the ceiling and swaying next to it were at least a dozen more of varying shapes and sizes. Rabbits, owls, deer, an Elk, and others were all still and wrapped as macabre silhouettes.

Giladi flexed her hands and tested her walking. She couldn’t hear anything at the moment but remained on edge. She hadn’t heard the Hunter Spider that bit her too. Now freed, she had some time to wonder about that. Hunter Spiders were bred for the chase. They didn’t ambush their prey.

Someone malatya escort was after the Elves, and she didn’t like that thought on bit.

With her knife in her hand, Giladi stalked through the winding cave passageways. She could see in the dark, but was no spelunker, and each turn just led to another web covered path. Sometimes she would stop and listen to skittering far in the distance, but they never came any closer to her. All she needed was something to give her a direction. A gust of air, a trail, anything at all.

Her foot caught on a piece of webbing and she nearly tripped. It wouldn’t release her boot, so she undid the straps and went bootless. Giladi grumbled. Those were good boots, and boots were worth their weight in gold when traveling. There was a reason they were the first things taken off corpses after a battle.

The tunnel opened up into a wide cavern, nearly indistinguishable from the rest. Web on the walls, webbed animals, and not a Hunter Spider in sight. On the far end was another tunnel, and with nowhere else to go, Giladi slipped into the open space, careful not to touch anything.

“My, my, you got out,” An unfamiliar voice cooed behind her. A chill crept its way up Giladi’s spine. “Tenacious little girl, aren’t you?”

She turned and blanched. Hugging the wall right above the tunnel she just exited was a Spiderling. The thing about Spiderlings were they were a lot like centaurs. Below its waist was a giant spider-body. Its torso was attached to the sternum and eight long legs sprouted form its oversized thorax. Giladi had seen plenty of male Spiderlings, and they were rarely taller than her, and often even shorter. The females were closer to the heights of Licani, somewhere between seven and eight feet tall.

Spiderling Matriarchs were twice the size of males, massive monsters that led whole colonies and could bear thousands of children.

The one in front of her was undoubtably a Matriarch. Her spider body was speckled with dark splotches. The human part of her was totally nude. Giladi could see the outline of her arbs and she had large double-D breasts, bright pink nipples hard from the cold. Her face was narrow and when she grinned, her mouth was full of crooked pin needle teeth. She had four beady yellow eyes and long, flowing red hair. She also had no naval, which made sense since Spiderlings came from eggs.

The Matriarch crawled down the wall slowly and with purpose. She would have been gorgeous if not for the unfortunate spider bits. Giladi wanted to run but didn’t see the point. She couldn’t even find her way out of the cave, and no doubt this Matriarch knew every nook and cranny. Best bet was to talk her way out of it.

“Do you always welcome your guests this way?” Giladi asked.

“Only the cute ones.” She cooed, saccharine voice dripping.

“I’m flattered, but you could have just sent one of your lackeys to invite me. The Hunter Spiders were a bit much.” Giladi watched the Matriarch touch down on the ground. She was fascinated with the way it moved. It was like the Matriarch was walking underwater or was surrounded by glass and had to be careful where her next step was. Giladi saw that underneath her human parts were a second pair of smaller spider legs that probably functioned as arms.

“Lackeys? I have no children here.” She hummed.

“I thought you Matriarchs always had children?” Giladi asked. The Matriarch giggled.

“I need a brood, yes. It’s quite lonely here, and your forest is quite large.” Her voice didn’t match her fearsome appearance. She sounded girly and airy, like a ditzy schoolgirl. The closer she got, the more Giladi saw their size difference. She was nearly twice as tall, and Giladi was just a few inches shy of seven feet.

Giladi took a cautious step back from the Matriarch as she got a bit too close for comfort. “The Survivors are mighty indeed.” She said.

“The Survivors, what an interesting name.”

“Why is a Matriarch all the way out here without a brood?”

“My home was so crowded. I just had to get away from it all, see the world, put down new roots.” It hummed.

“Well, welcome to the Survivors.”

“Thank you.”

“Mind telling me where the exit is? I wanted to be in Bord by the end of the week.” Giladi asked. The Matriarch blinked, four eyes fluttering. Her tiny spider arms rubbed against each other and she folded her arms under her massive breasts.

“It’s quite lonely here, dear,” breathed the Matriarch, and Giladi didn’t like her tone at all.

“Well, guess you’ve just got to find a male and then you can have yourself a brood.” She smiled nervously.

“There are no males here.”

“Shame then, that you’ll have move to another place then. There are some in Wrunelend.”

“No males, no males,” sighed the Matriarch, as she began her slow approach again. Giladi gripped her knife. “But you’re here. You’ll keep me company, won’t you?”

“I would hate to impose.”

“Nonsense, you wouldn’t be imposing, trust me.”

“Well, it’s niğde escort impolite to just overstay my welcome.”

“You just arrived.”

“My parents raised be to be courteous.”

“Smart. I’m sure you will be a fine parent yourself one day.” Giladi knew that she was nearly at the tunnel. Just a couple more steps.

“Ah, I’m not too sure. I don’t have a man in my life, and I don’t really want kids. They’re a lot of work.” She barked with nervous laughter. The Matriarch pouted.

“That’s a shame. I’d love children.”

“I’m sure you’ll have them one day.”

“Sooner that you’d think.” She hissed, and Giladi took that as her cue to run. She spun around and tried to take off, bolting forward. Something sticky latched onto her ankle and she fell forward, cracking her forehead on the ground. Groaning, Giladi was dragged back to the middle of the cavern. She scrambled for a handhold but couldn’t find one. Rolling on her back, she saw the Matriarch had shot a piece of webbing out of one of those small spider hands from the front, and they were now reeling her in. Giladi slashed at the tether with her knife, but it only ended up sticking instead.

“Let go, you arachnid bitch!” Giladi screamed.

“There are no males here,” The Matriarch cooed as she dragged her victim toward her, a moth in the web. “But you’re here. You’ll start my brood for me. I was promised that. I was promised a brood, as long as I paid.”

“What the hell are you on about?” Giladi rolled back on her stomach and tried to grab a rock to stop herself. Instead, splotches of web pinned her hands to the ground, immobilizing her. Giladi kicked and struggled before webbing tied her legs down too. And now there she was, on her hands and knees, ass hiked up in the air, and thrashing like a dog on a leash.

“You’re going to give me a brood.” The Matriarch said again.

“Eat shit,” Giladi snarled. “There are no males, you can’t do anything.” She looked over her shoulder to spit at the Matriarch but stopped herself. The Spiderling’s shadow fell over her, lips split into a lustful grin. From the far end of her thorax was a white tube. It glistened and dripped as it unrolled itself like a tapeworm. Giladi’s eyes widened in horror.

“You’re going to learn a wonderful secret of our race,” The Matriarch said, sultry voice oozing with need. “If there are no males around, us Matriarchs are hermaphroditic.”

“H-h-what?” Giladi stuttered, staring with wide eyes at the breeding tube.

“We can both impregnate and inseminate females of our race or another.” Her long legs tore at Giladi’s armor. She never realized just how sharp their legs were. The Matriarch shredded Giladi’s leather until it was nothing but ribbons falling off her body. She shivered in her newfound nudity, her dark nipples hardening from the cold.

“Woah, wait, we can talk about this, can’t we?” Giladi stammered, trying to wiggle herself free and instead putting on a show for the Matriarch.

“You’ll breed my first batch of eggs. That’s all I need from you,” Giladi’s mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, too shocked at the thought of being bred by a Spiderling to focus on anything else. “Once you’ve birthed my young, I will be finished with you. Then I will keep my promise.”

Promise? Birthing young? Giladi tried to protest but couldn’t find the words. She’d had sex before but was hardly experienced. She fucked a few boys in her training groups, but those were awkward teenage years and half of them couldn’t find her pussy. The only person she’d slept with as an adult was her uncle, but that was when she was drunk, and it was a moment of weakness. This was insane. This was –

Her thoughts were cut short as she felt the slimy tip of the tube press against her pussy. “Wait, wait, waitwaitw- Fuuuuuck me.” Giladi pushed her hips down to try to escape it, but there was no use. The breeding tube slipped past the lips of her pussy and crawled inside. She shuddered in revulsion and pleasure. It was smooth, wet, and cold, covered in a self-lubricate. Her cunt quivered around it and she felt an insane pressure in her guts. Giladi shook her head and tried to suppress her orgasm but it was no use as the tube tickled against her cervix.

Like a bitch, she came all over the Matriarch.

“You’re quite smooth though, dear. You’re going to be a good mother.”

“Fuck you.” Giladi breathed, trying to ignore the tube rubbing against her deepest bits.

“So eager,” giggled the Matriarch, and then the tube pushed further. Giladi’s moans turned to shrieks as her cervix was forced open and she was fucked deeper than she thought she’d ever be fucked. She dug her fingernails into her palms and bit her lips, groaning as inch after inch of the Matriarch slithered inside. Giladi felt he tube curl up in her womb, and when she looked down between her breasts she could see the twisted outline of it. Gods, she felt sick.

“First, the eggs.” The Matriarch said. Giladi wiggled and tried to make herself as comfortable as possible. Something was pushed inside of her and she squealed as the sensation of the handball sized object being pushed into her cunt. She never thought she’d be filled with eggs, and the sensation of the egg plopping into her womb sent shocks of strange pleasure through her body. Giladi realized she was drooling and panting. She felt like a dog.

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(Fair Warning ~ This gender swapped, action/adventure, sci-fi hentai litRPG features elements of non-consensual sex, sex with aliens, monsters and other non-humans, tentacle stuff, seduction, coercion, dominance and submission, male/female sex -well kinda, maybe however you want to classify the gender-swapped sex…on top of the violence, fantasy elements, and plot stuff… Or it may not…every chapter’s a little different. Before we get started, I would also just like to send out a huge THANKS to everyone who is leaving such positive feedback and comments! It means so much to me! And THANK YOU to everyone who is reading and enjoying this series, Lex and I are so excited having you along for the ride! And if you’re new here, thanks for reading and please enjoy! ~Karin Mac)

2-5: Tunnel Chase

I had no hope of resisting. The CHAMPION had me pinned down with all four of his powerful arms, and both of his massive cocks were already buried deep inside me. He had effortlessly maxed out my Stim Points and now I was trapped in his breeding cycle. Even without the fact that my strength score was uselessly low, my mind was totally overwhelmed by the submissive urges being incepted by the game.

I was so lost in the sensation of the hot hard dick pounding my pussy, that I could barely even remember, and didn’t exactly care, that I was supposed to be a man. Orgasmic energy pulsed through my curvaceous body with every thrust. An irresistible pressure crawled up my spine as another rigid cock throbbed in my ass. I was moaning, squealing and begging for more as he plowed me into the dirt floor of the Breeding Pit! My body stretched around his driving members, electrified as they seemed to plunge deeper and deeper! All the while, watching helplessly as his DOUBLE PENETRATION ability quickly maxed out my Preggers bar (PREGGERS: 22-24-26-28-30!)

I heard him growl in triumphant ecstasy, ramming his twin cocks into me so deep and hard it stole my breath! I felt a hot, wet gush as he filled me with cum! The sudden rush of warmth made my head spin and the intense pressure sent an electrifying wave of orgasmic energy shuddering through every curve on my body.

“Oh my god! Oh YES!” It was still weird to hear myself squeal and moan in that distinctly feminine register. “Fill me up, my CHAMPION!”

I squirmed against the tight grip of his four big hands, mewling as both dicks pumped hot spunk into my ass and cunt. I felt the spurt and drip as my holes overflowed and cum oozed down my backside. Then there was an odd pressure, almost a spreading sensation as something firm and solid pushed through my vagina into my womb!

When the CHAMPION finally pulled out of me, every nerve and muscle in my body seemed to go numb all at once. I slumped onto the ground, gasping and nearly delirious. As my orgasmic tingling began to subside, I curled into a fetal position. I could feel something inside me, a warm, hard fullness, almost like there was a small round object lodged in…oh god, had he implanted an egg inside me?

YOUR PREGGERS BAR HAS BEEN MAXED! Appeared above me. BREEDER STIM BATTLE – 3/3 followed by the inevitable: YOU LOSE!! And then finally big red letters reading: YOU HAVE BEEN IMPREGNATED BY The CHAMPION!!

I could hear the Zauknoid audience roaring in approval as their gold skinned CHAMPION paraded before them, pumping four fists victoriously in the air. As my senses returned, I pushed up on my hands and knees. It was humiliating, watching him march triumphantly around the arena with his cum still dripping from ass and pussy.

I glanced at Crowther, bound and hanging on the X-frame across the pit. So much for our escape plan. It was hard to read the expression on his gagged face, somewhere between pity and disappointment. Realizing he had watched everything that had just happened to me brought a fresh sense of shame and I dropped my face into my dainty hands.

Hearing footsteps behind me, I started to turn but before I could do more than glance around, I was grabbed by a pair of big green hands! They pulled me up off my knees, and I found myself gazing up at the Pit Boss. He grabbed a handful of my green hair and yanked my head back. I let out an embarrassingly shrill yelp as he clipped the leash back onto the chain-link-collar around my neck!

“No!” I whined, grabbing at the leash far too lately.

He gave one simple tug, a wave of obedience crashed over my mind and my hands dropped to my sides. The corner of his bristly goatee lifted slightly as I wilted under the glare of his emotionless oval eyes.

“It is done,” his voice seemed to carry a hint of disappointment. “You will now take your place and become a proud mother of ZAUKs!”

On cue, a new notification began to glow yellow at the periphery of my vision: PREG.

I hung my head as another wave of humiliation rolled over me. The word “mother” wasn’t even supposed to be applicable to me. I was supposed to be a male, but now I was trapped in this female body, being used as breeding stock by an all-male race of aliens! Game or not, this was all so degrading.

After karaman escort my stunning defeat and impregnation, I further realized I’d be used this way, over and over and over… just like Eyla. Despite my success in the first two rounds, I hadn’t stood a chance against the CHAMPION. How would I ever? I couldn’t maintain TEASE with four arms grabbing me, his FACEFUCK ability countered my BLOWJOB skill, and I had no way to withstand his DOUBLE PENETRATION. I was going to be trapped in these Breeding Pits as long as I was trapped in this game!

“Your CHAMPION is like an SNK Boss,” I murmured, trying to ignore the growing tightness in my chest.

“He is your CHAMPION, as well,” the Pit Boss grinned, displaying a mouthful of needle-like teeth that sent a chill down my spine. “…if I heard you right.”

“I mean,” I growled trying to hide my blush. “He doesn’t play by the same rules…he’s just going to impregnate me every time, isn’t he?”

The Pit Boss pulled me closer and I came to him obediently. I noticed his face twitching slightly as he reached down and caressed my lower belly with a long gangly hand. We both felt the growing warmth within.

“You belong to the ZAUKs now, BREEDER.”

That word made my stomach tighten around the hardness filling my womb. Before I’d always taken it as an insult or maybe a threat, but now that there was a larval Zauknoid growing inside my body… I was a BREEDER…

Two normal ZAUKs approached and the Pit Boss began giving them instructions regarding Crowther.

I didn’t pay attention, instead fighting down the panic swelling through my chest. I wasn’t even supposed to have a womb, and now a gross alien tadpole was going to grow inside mine. Then I was going to have to give birth to it!

Eventually the Pit Boss tugged the leash and began leading me towards the back of the arena. I looked up at him and noticed he was still wearing the key to my collar. A very slim ray of hope beamed.

I glanced back at Crowther. Since I’d been distracted during their conversation, I wasn’t sure what would happen to him. I still wasn’t sure I trusted him, and he hadn’t done much to instill my confidence so far. I couldn’t do anything to help him just then anyway, but if I could get the key and rescue Eyla, then we could go after Crowther together!

I followed the Pit Boss, mind filled with compulsory obedience and feeling my boobs jiggling with each step. I crossed my arms over my chest, providing a bit of support and to cover up a little. I still hadn’t adjusted to the curves and sways of my female body, so I was hyperaware of my constant nakedness. That small embarrassment seemed to compound my submissive mindset. I felt more and more like the vulnerable young woman I looked like, and with that damn leash dominating my mind, getting that key began to seem like an impossible task. As long as the Pit Boss held my leash, I was just a powerless broodmare.

As we left the pit, he took me a different direction than usual. Instead of heading back towards the cell I shared with Eyla, we veered through a narrow passage to the left.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked.

“To a safe birthing chamber,” the Pit Boss responded.

“But, Eyla gave birth in our chamber.”

“After your attempted escape today,” he snarled. “It seems unwise to put you two back together.”

“Oh, I see,” I murmured hanging my head. “Keep us separate, keep us docile…”

“Perhaps when you have both fully accepted your roles as BREEDERs,” the Pit Boss almost sounded almost apologetic. “I will allow you share a birthing chamber with your friend again.”

When I glanced up, he quickly looked away, but I saw his face doing that glitchy-twitch again. Before I could say anymore, he dragged me into another roughly hewn cell.

It wasn’t much different from the one I’d shared with Eyla; twenty feet or so, roughly spherical with chains and manacles hanging from the wall. I still couldn’t resist as the Pit Boss led me to one of the longer chains and attached it to my collar. I tugged at the chain, knowing it’d be more than enough to hold me, but at least I’d be able to move around this time.

“So what happens now?” I asked sullenly.

“You will grow and birth a strong young Zauknoid,” he replied, unclipping my leash and stepping back.

My eyes drifted downward, lingering on the key around his neck. I had to get it! “And then I face the CHAMPION in the pit again?”

“Yes,” that hint of disappointment returned to his voice. “The CHAMPION takes great pride in fertilizing the few BREEDERs who reach him.”

“And what about you,” I asked. “Will it be a three way every time?”

“No, not now…” he trailed off, his face twitching.

“Then why was it today?” I crossed my arms under my breasts and tried subtly to push them up and towards him.

“I…I have wanted you, s-since you arrived,” his gaze dipped towards my chest.

“Because I’m special, right?” I tried to put a sultry edge in my voice and cocked my hips to accentuate my feminine kars escort figure. “That’s what you said when you changed the rules: ‘special breeding’…”

“Y-yes,” his face was twitching hard. “But now you’re bearing the CHAMPION’s seed and you will no doubt birth strong ALPHA’s, bringing great strength to the ZAUKs!”

“You could have me now.” I walked to the end of the chain, switching my hips from side to side. Feeling the grace in their roll even gave me a little charge! My own eyes dropped to his cock and part of me imagined how warm and hard it would feel in my hand, how good it would feel thrusting into me!

Blinking those kinds of thoughts away, the other part of me lifted my eyes to his and licked my lips. They felt plump and pillowy under my tongue. For some reason the Pit Boss thought I was special and seemed to want something more from me. Maybe if I gave it to him, he’d be distracted enough for me to grab the key and get free. I was the seductress after all, wasn’t I?

“You want me to accept my place as a breeder,” I purred. “You can teach me…”

Finally, the Pit Boss came forward. I reached out to wrap my arms around his neck and get my hands on that key… but he grabbed my wrists and shoved me back against the wall! Without the leash connected to my collar, there was no flood of submissive urges, but the Pit Boss was still much stronger than me. He pulled my arms above my head, crossing my wrists and pinning them in place with one hand. Instinctively, I tried to pull loose but I was far too weak.

I grit my teeth against a little rush of frustration, reminding myself this was part of my role as seductress. I didn’t have brute strength, I had wits, charm and a rocking body. The plan wasn’t to hold him down and take the key. I had to be patient, use my vulnerability to draw him in, get him to drop his guard!

I squealed in surprise when his free hand grabbed my breast and a starburst of sensation rippled through my chest (SP: 5)! He kneaded my firm orb gingerly, making me absolutely writhe as wave after wave of scintillating tingles flowed through my torso (SP: 6-7-8). I moaned loudly, changing pitch and tremor for every squeeze and twist as he fondled me (SP: 9-10).

He grinned, playing me like an instrument before sliding his thumb over my stiffening nipple. My mouth dropped open as he began rubbing my sensitive areola in an agonizingly slow circle (SP: 11). I trembled, breath caught in my throat, gazing up into his ovular eyes and wordlessly begging as his teasing quickly became tortuous (SP: 12).

“Yes, quite responsive,” he said in mocking appraisal. “Your breasts are extremely sensitive, aren’t they?” Mouth still gaping, I could only offer a shuddery nod. “Good, tomorrow you’ll be ready to be milked.”

“M-muh-milked?!” I whimpered through trembling lips. I hadn’t even considered that possibility! Eyla hadn’t mentioned anything like that. Of course, I had cut her off not wanting to hear about the entire process. Now I was about to live it.

I noticed the PREG status notification, glowing a deeper yellow now.

“It will become a regular part of your life as a BREEDER,” he said, pinching my nipple between his thumb and finger (SP:13). “Your children will be born with a full set of teeth,” he explained, gnashing his own needles as a visual aid. “As you can imagine this makes breast feeding quite impossible, as these delectable little udders would be shredded beyond repair!”

I couldn’t help but imagine the squirmy green larva sinking his fangs into my boob! I winced, a chill racing up my spine.

“That’s right,” he grinned seeing my reaction. “And a prized mare like you should be treated much more…delicately…”

I trembled, biting my lip to keep from whimpering as he rolled my captured nipple back and forth between his thumb and finger (SP: 14). Anxious heat rose through my chest, chasing away the fearful chill and flushing my neck and cheeks. He began to stroke and pull on the firm rosy nub, and I began gasping and moaning at each firm tug (SP: 15-16-17).

“You will likely give birth in two days,” he went on. “So tomorrow you will need to be milked, and the milk saved to feed your baby.” My nipple ached, swelling between his fingers as he continued tugging on it (SP: 18-19). “And if size and sensitivity is any indication, you’ll provide an extra full portion!”

His big hand tightened around my breast, triggering a starburst of anxious sparks that left every curve on my body shivering. He held me firmly in place, squeezing tightly, kneading the firm mound until I groaned and white liquid trickled from my swollen nipple (SP: 20)! My knees quivered together as a matching wetness pooled between my thighs.

“Oooh!” the Pit Boss leaned forward, his long tongue swirling over my leaking nipple (SP:21) as he lapped up the milk. “Quite delicious!”

I couldn’t believe how sensitive my tits were as he continued to grope me. Feeling his rough fingers curled around my plump orb sent electricity racing through my chest (SP: 22). I moaned shrilly kıbrıs escort as his tight grip coaxed more of the white liquid from my nipple (SP: 23). I’m not sure which was stranger, seeing my chest producing milk, or watching his slimy alien tongue lick it off my breasts!

I slumped against the wall gasping for breath as erotic energy set my heart pounding. Another tremor crawled down my long legs as I felt the slickness between them.

“So delicious,” the Pit Boss was licking his lips, even as they twitched. “Makes me wonder how the rest of you tastes!”

“The rest of me!?” I gasped even as his hand dropped from my tit to my pussy! His thick fingers slid through my slit, coating themselves in my wetness (SP: 24). “Hey…wait a sec…” I whimpered as he spread me wide open and stroked the silky folds of my labia. I couldn’t hold back a tremulous moan or keep myself from melting as he pushed two thick fingers inside me (SP: 25). He pumped me twice and my pussy gushed in obedient response (SP: 26-27).

“The rest of you…” He withdrew his fingers, lifting them to his mouth and licking them clean of my juices! “So very delicious!”

My head was buzzing. So much so I couldn’t seem to form any words…not that he waited for me to speak. Before I knew it, I was on my back with the Pit Boss spreading my legs. I wasn’t quite sure what he wanted but I knew I was going to give it to him! He leaned down and I felt his tongue slither though my slit! An electric current surged up my spine making me whimper as my entire bottom half shook (SP: 30).

I felt his hands on the backs of my thighs, pushing my legs up and splaying my cunt wide open. He nipped at my delicate petals with those needle-like teeth, holding me in place when I jumped and squirmed. Then his slimy tongue slid between my pussy lips, squirming against the silky flesh as an irresistible heat rushed through my torso (SP:31). I moaned loudly, feeling the tip pushing in to find my clit (SP: 34)!

My pussy continued to gush as the snake-like tongue writhed over my button (SP: 35). I quivered in response as scintillating tingles danced through my hips and down my legs (SP: 36). I could feel my clit swelling against his squirming tongue, somehow becoming even more sensitive as he began to tease my hot little nub ruthlessly (SP: 37). He lapped and slurped, sending shockwaves of pleasure surging through me (SP: 38-39), even nipping the vulnerable node with those sharp teeth (SP: 40) and laughing when I yelped anxiously.

Pushing my knees down against my side, he dragged his tongue through my pussy, sending a bolt of lightning up my spine. I moaned pleadingly, feeling every curve shake. He did it again and again, lapping at my electrified cunt, keeping me pinned no matter how hard each lick made me buck (SP: 41-42).

Finally done teasing me, his tongue slid down through my soaked pussy lips and slithered into my vagina (SP: 44). I squealed feeling his tongue coiled inside me, writhing slickly against my walls and turning my insides into molted lead (SP: 47). His lips engulfed my pussy, sucking urgently at my gushing juices, even as his tongue squirmed deeper inside me (SP: 48). Sharp teeth scraped and teased the delicate folds of my labia (SP: 49). I could feel him wiggling and sliding through my pussy, triggering pulses of orgasmic energy (SP: 50!).

My legs kicked and spasmed as the building pressure released all at once! The scintillating rush surged through me as I climaxed, screaming and clutching his big, rubbery head between my trembling thighs. His tongue squirmed even deeper, coiling and wriggling inside me, making me shake and quiver, mewling as every twitch seemed to prolong the orgasm.

My cunt flowed with hot sticky juices and it wasn’t until the Pit Boss seemed to have his fill, that he finally released my legs. I sprawled on the floor, squirming and gasping.

“Delicious,” he murmured, getting to his feet. “I must go now,” he said, looking down as me with a satisfied grin. “The other BREEDER will face Draknut soon.”

“Eyla… Oh no…” I murmured, realizing through my orgasmic haze, she was about to find out our plan had failed…as she was taken to the pit to be impregnated once more.

I remembered the look she’d given me just before I was taken. The fear and disgust of enduring another Zauknoid pregnancy playing clearly across her face. The shame of having let her down brought the sting of welling tears to my eyes. Likewise, remembering her anxiety brought a rush of dread for my own pregnancy.

“Wait…” I whimpered, pushing up on my elbows. “Please, take me back there? I need to be with her. Please?”

The Pit Boss paused at the door and I noticed the key around his neck. I had forgotten about that all together!

“As I said, when you’ve accepted your role, BREEDER.”

He shut and locked the door, leaving me chained and alone. I pushed myself back to a seated position, leaning against the wall. The day had turned out a colossal failure on every level: the escape plan being discovered, losing my Breeder Battle, letting the Pit Boss turn my attempted seduction against me. Even without the leash attached to my collar, he’d dominated me almost effortlessly. If I was going to play seductress, I had to learn how to keep my head in these situations! Maybe I wasn’t the femme fatale after all, just a horny bimbo.

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Master of Time

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He sits back on his grand throne and peers through the water which gives him a glimpse of the year 2062, and immediately next to it is another bowl of water depicting the year 450BC. On one hand he sees a colossal deep space station far from earth and populated with many sapient beings thriving in an unimagined manner.

Then he is looking to the Ancient plains of Egypt, he sees a young woman named Auletes, eighteen years old and laying on a rooftop in a bed naked and looking up to the stars in the sky. She lusts after something different and I see the depth in her eyes, awareness beyond her years, or her time in history.

Whilst turning his attention to the future he sees this woman named Alice, twenty five years old. She looks out of a window with the view of the large rotating masses of flat spherical appendages of a main sphere which contains all those whom govern this station. She too lays naked in her bed staring out into the dark abyss. Soon though their eyes had closed and they retired to the land of dreams, and now the time came to do his work. He summoned them and soon they appeared before him in a whitened room. They remained in a state of undress.

Auletes enquires, “Is this the afterlife?”

“Allow me to explain, my name is Aurrahbourn. I am keeper of the Mists and I have selected the two of you for navigation through the Mists of Time. The two of you may switch places for a period of one day. Then you may choose to stay or to return to your lives.”

“Are you God?” Alice enquired.

“No, and before you ask yes, there exists a group of deities, however they strive to preserve the balance and not take sides or intervene in the matters of sapient life,” he replied.

“Why have you chosen us?” Auletes enquired.

“I have seen knowledge beyond each of your years and your time,” He said to them.

“The last day,” Alice said to him in an inquisitive manner.

He let out a chuckle of laughter and shook his head.

“Oh the misguided nature of some humans, many dates have been issued and they miss the point time and time again,” he replied.

“Do you know when the end will come,” Alice asked him.

“No and neither do any of the deities; they will not pick a date and bring humanity or any other species forth for judgement.” He answered her.

“What do you mean by other species,” Auletes enquired.

“The planet you are on is not the only one and has never been the only one with life on it,” He said to her.

He then placed his palm on her forehead and transferred the knowledge of the universe in a limited amount as too much would have incapacitated and killed her.

Alice looks on and ushers me with a look in her eyes to do the same.

“The knowledge you need to live in each other’s time is now imparted to you, ready to begin?”

They both looked at each other and then back to him and nodded. He then dipped a hand in the water of their respective times.

“Alice lay down over there and Auletes you lay over here” he instructed them.

His hand dipped in the bowl portraying the future and slid it over Auletes body and created a sheen and as he cupped her gorgeously exposed breasts and slid his hand over her tight and flat chest moving down to her bushy vagina. He moved back over her navel and let a few drops fall in.

He then stepped toward Alice to repeated the procedure, it is precisely the same apart from Alice’s smooth shaven vagina. He stepped back and they were now teleported to their respective times. Auletes awoke to the void of space in her self-contained apartment within the deep space station.

She sees the window and the unprecedented view she now looks upon. Many a night she looked up and wondered what was among the stars and now here she was among them within the depths of the dark abyss. She looked down on her deliciously exposed body, Aurrahbourn had seen to it and it was now shaved. She garnered a view of it she had never seen before. It was quite eerie the quietness of the space station that now dawned on her. However, with the knowledge that was gebze escort imparted upon her there was no trouble adjusting. She looked at the clock and realised she still had time to sleep and with that she closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

(Meanwhile)

Alice found herself on the same rooftop as Auletes was on not so long ago, she could still feel the warmth from her body on the bed and in between the sheets. She was on the rooftop of a rather high class building in Egypt. She would later find out Auletes was the daughter of the Pharaoh’s brother and as such lived a lavish life. Alice looked around and for the first time in her life there was nothing electrical and she saw the night sky from a planet for the first time in a long while. She had visited earth and other planets a few times when she was younger but couldn’t remember much apart from a few details. The smell of the air and the sight of the darkened ancient city streets had awoken many hidden desires. She too laid her head to sleep and awaited the morning.

(Back to Auletes)

Auletes awoke with a great view and looked out and saw the images of a blue sky and rolling hills on the windows, she switched over to the view of the abyss and found it beautiful. She turned the sky back on and got dressed, she put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt which flattered her figure and she soon got used to clothing she had never worn before. She grabbed the key which was a card to be swiped, slipped it into her pocket and walked out the door which slid open.

The corridor was well lit and illuminated the people of the station began to fill the corridor. Auletes decided to use another name she decided on Alina and went on her way.

She looked around at her surroundings and the many different aliens on the station. It was an amazing sight which, she met with excitement not fear. She soon got to a canteen and sat down for some breakfast and enjoyed the sight about her. She was soon greeted by a friendly alien, he looked mostly human however, his eyes which were completely silver and his chin had a slightly longer and tapered point.

They got to talking and soon they were back in Alina’s cabin and going at it. She slowly lifted up her t-shirt and tossed it to the floor and then locked lips with the alien and the soon found themselves on the bed, the alien lifted up and pulled her trousers down and pushed them one side. He nipped her chin and slowly kissed his way down her exposed naked body.

She soon pulled down his trousers and pulled out his cock which was surprisingly human in its look but the testicles were of course internal. She slowly licked and swirled her tongue around his cock and first put the tip in her mouth and soon she slowly inched her way to the base and repeated the procedure.

She then laid him on the bed and offered her juicy ass to him. He began to lick out her pussy with a surprisingly long tongue which was only surpassed in length by his cock, which she also had in her mouth and the sensation was sending shockwaves through her entire body.

He soon inched forward to the edge of the bed and soon stood up with her mouth still enveloped over his cock and sucking with what seemed like thousands of years of experience, little did he know. His strength showed as he had no problem keeping her suspended.

Soon she wanted to switch positions and moved her hands from his waist and placed them firmly on the floor. She removed her mouth from his cock and told him, “You can let go”. So he did and she then whilst standing on her hands she stepped two steps forward and gingerly and turned her legs one at a time and soon stepped on her feet and lifted her torso up and turned to face him.

“Wow, you are amazing,” he said.

Without saying a word she walked up to him and placed her arms around her neck and hopped on to him wrapping her legs around his waist. She then slid down on his cock and slowly moved up and down. She slowly increased the tempo and continued the lustful fucking. All the while their eyes were intently fixed on one another as the shared the ecstasy in the depths of darkest space.

The moved around the room and then placed themselves on a couch and continued the pace and she enjoyed the deed she gümüşhane escort was doing and was feeling the pleasure as her vagina wrapped around his cock and the feeling of repeated penetration thrilled and delighted her to no end.

She gyrated on his cock and felt the impending orgasm coming for both of them. Soon she let go as did he and they climaxed together seemingly in unison and as wave after wave of his alien jizz shot into her she loved the warm feeling. She got off his cock and spotted the green jizz dripping from her vagina and down her leg. She sat down on the floor and laid back, he lay down next to her and the both looked at each other and then out into space and the joy of their deed showed throughout their entire bodies.

Aurrahbourn looked upon the scene and smiled seeing the woman now known as Alina caught her breath after a great few hours of sexual pleasure. He saw she had adapted more than even he had expected. He now turned his attention to the events surrounding Alice.

She awoke in the large opulent bed seeming befit for royalty. A warm breeze flew in as she awoke on the rooftop Alina had fallen asleep on not so long ago. She had around her a servant, Akram had served Alina for many years, and in fact he pretty much raised her, being of royal blood she was certainly blessed with a life of opulence.

“A very good morning Ma’am,” Akram said in a rather formal tone.

He held a robe up for Alice and she wrapped it around her. She went down into the house and got properly dressed. A simple white rope with a purple ribbon wrapped around the waist. Her outfit wrapped around her left shoulder and exposed her right.

“Your father regrets he cannot be here today as he is meeting with the Pharaoh.” Akram said. “Thank you, Akram I shall be in the gardens for the rest of the morning.” Alice replied.

Alice stepped into the garden, her sandals rustling through the grass she basks in the sunshine and enjoys the feel on her skin. It was something she missed growing up on a space station. She spotted Imran one of the groundskeeper. He had a look which pleased her and she sought to have some fun.

She pulled him to one side they locked lips and the look in her eyes told Imran everything he needed to know about coming events. The found a small patch of shadow in a hidden corner and began to remove each other’s clothes. Alice pushed Imran against the wall and removed his robe and inserted his erect member into her mouth and she began to suck away with many thousands of years of experience.

She cupped his balls and tickled them slightly; all the while she continued to suck away at his throbbing cock. She removed her lips and began to stroke; she took some of the precum and licked it of her fingers. She then turned around and seductively bent over and turned her head to him and waved a finger indicating what he must do. So he slid his member into her pussy and started slow and steady.

He pumped away in slow steady thrusts and soon lifted the tempo and began to add some gusto to his actions and Alice responded in high spirits, very high spirits. She placed her hands on the ground to steady herself as Imran pumped away. Each thrust filled her with ecstasy and she enjoyed every single second of it.

The bright Egyptian sun soon illuminated the patch of shade they had started in. Alice as now on top of Imran and they were on the ground fucking away. She gyrated moved her body around on his cock and just leaned back and moved up and down with focused thrusts and with a determination with she had all through her life.

She went up and down building up to a climax her orgasm was imminent. She soon felt it ripping through her body and it felt beautiful. Soon after Imran was ready to blow and he did so in spectacular fashion as her vagina gripped around his cock and the hot jizz shot into her and left her dazed as she sat back on the ground catching her breath.

Aurrahbourn looked upon this spectacle on smiled. Desires were awoken inside him viewing these two women enjoying sexual liaisons. He looked upon them as they soon laid their heads to rest in their respective new lives. Their time was soon up and once again they found themselves naked and stood in front izmir escort of Aurrahbourn yet again.

“How did you found it ladies,” He asked.

“It seems you watched us all the while,” Alina replied.

“That would be correct,” he replied.

“It was great to be on earth, I had never seen it before, thank you for that,” Alice replied.

“Well watching the two of you has awoken desires I thought have been long since dead. I feel intimacy is not really a problem for any of us especially at this moment.”

“We agree,” the ladies said in unison.

“Just to make it a little easier you should refer to me as Aaron,” He said.

The room then turned into the depths of space it was something that Aaron had the ability to do so. He wished to spend with the two of them as they would too become immortal.

A bed appears and the three naked forms took to it. Aaron leaned back on the headboard and watched as the two women locked lips and embraced in a passionate manner. The then turned to him and set about his cock in a lustful manner. Alina sucked his cock as Alice cupped his balls in her mouth. The feeling of a double blow job even made an immortal feel as though he could die right now and be contented.

The ladies then switched places, Alina began with her tongue around his balls and Alice’s cock sucking abilities seemed unmatched as she went up and done constantly ramming his cock against the back of his throat. This continued as the ecstasy filled their very souls at that very moment.

Alice got off his cock and placed her vagina on his face and Aaron began to lick away and Alice revelled in the pleasure that was flowing through her veins. Alina meanwhile had got Aaron’s cock buried into her asshole and began to move up and down. All the while she was increasing the tempo as she acclimatised to his cock in her ass. She had never tried it before and now loved every single second of it deep inside her.

Alice’s pussy juice was spraying out of her she felt the tongue of Aaron pleasuring every inch of her now gorged pussy. It was wet and tingling and really made her want even more from Aaron’s centuries experienced tongue.

By now Alina was up and down Aaron’s cock as she soon got off for Alice to give it a go. Alice started with her pussy and eased herself onto his cock, she face away from him as she signalled Alina to offer her ass to Alice’s awaiting tongue, Aaron pumped his cock in and out Alice as he lay on the bed. Whilst this went on Alice began licking Alina’s now gaping asshole and lapped all the moisture that was present. Aaron signalled Alina over to him and then edged his way to the bed’s edge and grabbed Alice’s torso with his left hand and gripped her right leg with his right hand.

Aaron them stood up and began to pump away as Alice grinned in delight. Alina, got off the bed and to her knees and cupped his balls into her mouth as Alice was being pounded by Aaron’s cock.

Alice let out primal sounds as the ecstasy continued its occupation of every neuron and synapse of her brain. Alina got up and grabbed Alice she turned her upside down, all the while on Aaron’s cock. Once she was upside down Aaron had gripped her legs, Alina lifted Alice till she was perpendicular with Aaron’s waist, she stood over Alice’s mouth and gripped her arms and Alice began to lick away at Alina’s pussy. This sensation was driving Alice mad as was suspended, pleasuring and being pleasured.

Alice seemed ready to blow, and she did and her orgasm rocked through her, it was soon followed by Alina and it was made extra special by her particular position. Aaron soon felt an impending explosion.

“You ladies want some cum,” Aaron asked.

“Yes,” the ladies replied in unison.

“Let me give it to you,” Aaron said.

Alina lifted Alice off Aaron’s cock and the got to their knees as he soon shot his load in each of their faces and it was substantial as it shot on to their faces. They each sucked the last bit of cum into their mouths.

“We need to wash this off Aaron,” Alice said to him.

Aaron then snapped his fingers and they were in a jungle next to a jungle pool and waterfall.

“Why don’t you dive in, it’s more than deep enough,” Aaron said.

Alina dove in first, a graceful swan dive into the pool below, her head emerged from the water and she watched Alice jump in, she then emerged next to Alina and they embraced each other. Aaron soon dove in and appeared next to the ladies.

“You two up for another round,” Aaron asked.

Both ladies gave an approving nod.

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