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Derek Jenkins squinted his eyes trying to make out what the flashing white lights were he saw, he tried to remember what had happened before he woke. He blinked his eyes trying to focus a flash of light and he remembered being in the game he was running down field with the ball his memory faded. Another flash and he remembered one hit low from the right and another high from the left then the sudden blackness and the feel of cool grass on his helmetless head. There was a sudden realization of what had happened and where he was the white flashes were the fluorescent lights on the hall ceiling of the hospital. Then his mothers face came into view she had tears rolling down her cheeks and she was rattling on about how dangerous the sport was and she knew she shouldn’t have let him play then she was stopped by an orderly and he was wheeled into the emergency room on the gurney.

When he woke up again he was in a hospital room the light was bright and shining in his eyes he tried to turn over and realized he couldn’t move, in a panic he started to call out for his mother. The door made a sudden swoosh and she was by his side. He was frantic and whimpering, “Mom, Mom…I…I can’t move?” She shushed him and leaned in kissing his cheek and said, “Easy baby, take it easy the doctors want to keep you immobile, you hurt your neck in the game.” He started to whimper and mumble, “I’m…am I paralyzed?” Cheryl started to cry too and kiss him again as she smiled and said, “They think it isn’t permanent!” Derek breathed a deep sigh of relief and started to question what had happened and when he could go home. His Mother didn’t have an answer and he started to feel glum and whisper, “I just want to go home?”

Cheryl was trying to comfort her injured son when the Doctor came in to check on him, she quickly turned to the doctor and questioned how soon he could get out of the hospital. The doctor shook his head and said, “I don’t know, the damage is not permanent and the only way he could leave is if you could keep him immobile and take care of his needs?” She looked over her shoulder at her Son and his pleading eyes made her decision for her she nodded and went back to her Sons side. The Doctor arraigned for an ambulance to take him home and the relief in Derek’s eyes made the sacrifice she was going to have to make all worth it. At the house the ambulance attendants carried Derek up to his room and moved him from the gurney to his bed help set his legs in the traction and made sure his neck brace was set, gave her some final instructions and left her alone with him.

The next morning she brought him breakfast and fed it to him gently and wiping his chin between bites, when she was done she crinkled her nose and looked around the room then leaned close to her Son and inhaled. She recoiled and put a finger under her nose, Derek could see her reaction and questioned, “What, what is it?” Cheryl tried not to look disgusted as she whispered, “Honey you played hard in the game and well… you perspired quite a bit? Derek scrunched his brow and said, “What are you trying to say?” Cheryl shook her head and said, “Baby, you kind of smell?” saying with a shrug of her shoulder. Derek inhaled deeply and could smell his own body odor and closed his eyes and mocked, “Whew I need a shower!” Cheryl smiled shaking her head and said, “Baby you can’t get up yet?” Derek now couldn’t get the smell out of his mind and insisted, “Well then Mom, you got to help me out?” Cheryl leaned back a bit and then her eyes seemed to widen as she got the idea she whispered, “You want me to give you a sponge bath?” Derek looked distraught and pleaded with her, “You have to, I can’t lay here like this, what if one of my friends comes over and I smell me like this?”

She smiled and nodded at him then got up and went and got a wash basin and cloth, when she came back into the room she was walking slowly so as not to spill the soapy water, she set the basin on the night stand. She looked him up and down trying to figure out how to start, and then she leaned over him and pulled the hospital gown down off his shoulders to his waist. Derek smiled and looked up at her, as she leaned over him he took notice that her blouse was gaping and he could see down it and her swaying breast. He gulped as she took the cloth over his chest up and down his arms and under his armpits. He could feel the soft cloth and warm water over his ribs and belly he didn’t flinch he didn’t want to get his hopes up. He was surprised that he could feel her washing him, he thought since he had not had anyone touch below his face that he was without any feeling below the neck. He was feeling somewhat aroused and felt his penis unintentionally growing semi erect. Once she was done with his upper body she stood over him staring down at his legs she moved down and washed each leg up to his thighs. She took care to stay below the hem of the gown trying to figure out what to do about his crotch.

Derek smiled and said, “Mom its okay, I need washed down there too!” Cheryl recoiled slightly then realized that he was right and slipped the gown off his hips slowly. The soft material dragging across his penis built his already aroused state even higher, he concentrated trying to calm his ardor but before he knew it his semi hard cock was exposed to his mother. She gasped seeing how large he was down there then turned away then gaining strength she turned back and covered his penis with the wash cloth. Derek gasped as well feeling the warm terry cloth flopped over his slightly straining manhood, Derek apologized for the state he was in and Cheryl became ashamed of her reaction, she smiled and said, “It..It’s okay I’m sure that it was involuntary, now let’s get you cleaned up!” Derek sighed as she grasped the cloth and started to pull it off his stiffening member and started to gently scrub his hip and bum away from where his penis lay. She tried not to look at the ever growing manhood but the more she washed around it the stiffer and longer it grew, she was more and more glancing over at it. She felt like she needed to make light of the situation and whispered motherly, “Well at least we know that you’re not completely paralyzed, some things still work down there?” She laughed nervously until Derek joined in and they both had a giddy moment at the expense of his ever growing cock. It was at least seven inches long and still leaning to one side, so he was not fully erect, the head was bulbous and mushroom shaped darker than the shaft. The shaft was thick and adorned with a fine web of blue veins with two larger veins trailing up to the head, below his testicles were huge like two goose eggs in a hairy flesh sack.

Derek tried to concentrate on something besides the feeling of his Mother’s hands so close to his erecting penis, but every time he glanced down he could see the soft globes of her breast swaying inside her blouse. As she switched from one side to the other she washed his hip and as she rolled up she slid her hand under his growing cock. She tried not to think about it but she could feel the rigid flesh of his shaft on the back of her hand as she wash up and around his pubic hair. Derek could no longer keep himself calm and his cock grew and grew until it stood up off his belly at a full length of eight and a half inches. Cheryl noticed the increased growth and she could feel her heart beating faster and faster and her cheeks flush as well as her chest. She had worked around his manhood all that she could and knew that there was no way to avoid it any longer, she lifted the cloth and draped it over her cupped hand and turned her hand over onto his heavy balls. Derek gasped again and Cheryl tried to ignore it but she knew he was enjoying having her hand cupping his tender flesh; she worked her fingers around and beneath then took the cloth back to the basin to soak it again.

With the cloth draped over her palm fresh with warm soapy water she slowly with a shaking hand lowered it over his hard shaft, her breathing had gotten shallower and she licked her dry lips as she gently curled her fingers around him and slowly stroked upward. Derek felt the warm cloth and tender grip surround his engorged cock and he closed his eyes and bit his lip. She tried to hold a loose grip trying not to excite him any further but she could tell by his labored breathing he was unable to control himself she turned away and closed her eyes as she stroked back down. She had never washed a man’s penis before and wasn’t sure how hard or how much she should keep washing so she went up and back again, she could feel his body tense slightly. She hadn’t noticed that when he tensed up that the corner of the cloth had gotten caught between his legs and was trapped there. Suddenly the cloth stopped moving but her hand didn’t her soapy hand was suddenly filled with his bare flesh, Derek gasped again as her warm silky hand surrounded his cock and glided up over the head. Cheryl instantly felt the change and turned to see what had happened, she watched with her jaw dropping as her hand slid back down his turgid flesh, her eyes grew wide as she spotted the cloth still wrapped around his taught balls. Slowly trying not to bring attention to the fact she held him in her bare hand she continued to slide her hand down, she could feel his cock twitching in her grasp. She eased her grip from around his thick shaft and took hold of the cloth again and she tried again to wash his hard cock, but forgetting to dislodge the rag it just caught again. The cloth slipped from her hand again and her fingers wrapped around the muscle of manhood and gently slid upward again.

Derek couldn’t contain himself any longer feeling her soft, warm hands pumping up his aching cock and groaned, Cheryl glanced up at her Sons face it was contorted and he was gasping embarrassed at her mistake again she slowly eased her grasping hand toward the base. When she reached bottom she could feel his balls convulsing on the heel of her hand and suddenly his cock started to pulsate in her grip. She could feel his balls lift and roll as they built up steam and the thin canal on the underside of his cock bulged she could feel it inflate as the jism rush through his shaft in her grasp. Astonished she glanced back down wide eyed just in time to see her Sons milky white sperm jet out in spurt after spurt puddling on his rippled stomach muscles. He was grunting and groaning, gasping and wheezing. She watched as his cock spewed and dripped his cum in huge globes, she didn’t have the sense about her to release the ejaculating member, just stare in amazement.

Cheryl saw a look of excruciating pain or pleasure on Derek’s face and asked, “Are you hurt, did I hurt you?” He mumbled, “N-N-No!” Simultaneously they both started to apologize Cheryl with a stammering, “I-I’m…so…so… sorry, I didn’t mean to..” Derek with, “I-I…couldn’t help it, it just happened!” After several moments of back and forth pleads and regrets Cheryl finally blurted out, “Okay, okay, well now we have to clean you up some more just relax and let me get this….uh..stuff off of you!” Quickly she pulled the rag from between his legs and laid it flat on his belly and started to scoop up his cum, his cock head was dipped down in a large puddle of sperm and without thinking she tried to run her hand beneath it. The thick head rubbed across the back of her hand leaving a trail of cum along her fingers, she recoiled and took the rag and tried to wipe her Sons sperm from her hand, but it was already full of cum and it just smeared all over both her hands. She stared at her hands in shock then quickly dunked them and the rag in the basin to rinse it away pulling back rize escort out she wrung out the rag and went back toward his slowly dwindling penis. She stared at his still large cock and reached then recoiled then reached again, wrapping her fingers around and lifting the bowing shaft, she had to lift it higher and higher to get it out of the puddle of sperm. As the shaft slid through her fingers a bit she had to grip it tighter to hold on, she watched as another large drop of cum formed at the opening of the head being squeezed out by her grasp.

She shook her head in dismay, what had she done? She cupped the rag in her palm and wrapped it around the head swirling it to clean of the glob she had made, then had to hold his cock up as she cleaned underneath it. She had to dunk the rag several times to rinse away the sperm and had to hold onto his cock the whole time, feeling it grow limp in her hand, a sign it had been satisfied and she felt her breath quicken again. She was distraught thinking that she had accidently jacked off her Son to the point of orgasm, she thought to herself why didn’t she just leave it alone, she knew she couldn’t he would have chaffed. Acting as if nothing had happened she retrieved the gown and draped it back over her Sons naked body, slipping his arms back into the sleeves and adjusting it to be comfortable on him. They didn’t speak or look at each other as she finished and took the basin and spilled some of it as she tried to hasten an exit; she gasped and made a whining sound of disgust at her clumsiness then rushed from the room almost crying.

She knew she couldn’t avoid going back into his room so she reluctantly grabbed the mop and headed back her head hung low as she came in and started to swirl the mop around soaking up the soapy water. Derek couldn’t stand the silence and tried to joke, “Hey Mom you missed a spot!” she snapped her head in his direction glaring and quipped, “What did you say?” Derek sheepishly responded, “You, uh missed uh a spot?” She looked at him and he was trying to smile she relaxed and started to form a smile on her care worn face and reached over to poke him in the ribs playfully, he chuckled and she eased in sitting next to him. They laughed away a few tense moment then chatted about anything other than what had just happened, and before long time slipped away and she realized she needed to get him something to eat.

Time had passed without further incident he always seemed to get semi hard when she washed him but she made quick work of it, washing up and back quickly then letting go of his penis before he had a chance to get overly excited. They smiled at the awkwardness they shared then spoke as if nothing had changed between them. On certain days Cheryl just seemed to linger on the washing process, first it started out with spending extra time on his upper body then as time went on she found that she would glance down to see if his manhood was reacting to her gentle touch. When she finally worked her way to Derek’s crotch he was fully erect, she didn’t show an outward reaction but seemed to him that she was concentrating intently.

In truth Cheryl found that she was so enthralled that she stared glassy eyed at the long, thick hard shaft in her grasp and as she stroked up and back she waited holding her breath for a sign from her son. She would hear his breaths become raspy and quick and she thought “Involuntarily” she would pump a bit faster. She was trying to fool herself that she didn’t mean to give her son a hand job, but she couldn’t stop once he started to raise his hips and thrust his shaft in her grip. She would pull the flesh below the head taught and clutch the glands in soft pulsating clamps of her fingers. She would look up at his face, eyes clenched the grimace on his continence and as he would gasp deep and hard, she would divert her gaze to his twitching cock and watch as the plumes of hot silvery sperm would fling in the air and as her fist pumped his cock the cum would sling from the tip onto his belly and her hand. About twice a week she would work him to orgasm all the time apologizing to him afterwards for the supposed unintentional act but she would still be holding his jerking cock in her hand and sliding her fingers gently up and back urging the last drops out before she would clean him up.

Finally the big day arrived for his final check up and she thought this one last time she would have to clean him up her heart kind of sank and she found herself in her room fretting over the fact that this was the last time. Then shaking her head bouncing the reality of it around until she decided to just get it done and over with. She cleaned her son quickly and without incident, but she could see the disappointment in Derek’s eyes she helped him get dressed. She helped him into the car and drove him to the Doctors office, where he got a clean bill of health and his neck collar removed for good. Slowly he worked his stiff neck around wincing as he did and the Doctor told him he needed to take it easy and take his time getting things worked out, but Football was out for this season. Derek was devastated and Cheryl tried to console her distraught son, but she was happy that he was done with the dangerous sport. But she found herself thinking back to giving him his bath and now that was over as well and she was despondent but had to keep up the strong face for him.

When he returned to school he was hailed as a hero and he slowly got back into the swing of things, able to be on the sideline of all the games with his Mom in the stands watchful that he didn’t try to play. The homecoming game was coming around and all the players were told to dress their Mothers in their practice jersey and they would wear their game jersey and practice shorts and accompany each other on a hayride. After the game which they lost, most attributing it to the injured reserve of Derek, Derek found his Mom in the stands and took her hand jogging with her in tow to the hay wagon. All the players showed up with their Mothers in hand and helped them up onto the wagon. Space quickly filled up and soon there wasn’t enough room for everyone, the coach called out, “Okay Players now it’s your turn, your Moms held you on their laps for years now she gets to ride on yours!”

Derek found a space and eased down and took his mother’s hand and pulled her to him, she looked around for any other place to sit but every bail was filled, she was biting her lip as Derek looked up at her and said, “Come on Mom have a seat?” Cheryl was nervous the mothers had all agreed to wear shorts and she had none, she had looked but the only thing she could find to match was a short skirt. She knew that if she wore the skirt her panty lines would show and she had found an old “G” string her husband had bought her long before he left her. Now she was nervous that someone might see up her skirt, Derek quickly tugged her down on his lap and she landed with a gasp she looked back over her shoulder at him and he was smiling, she made a nervous smile as well and tried to settle in on his lap. It wasn’t long and the wagon lurched under the sudden jerk of the horse team and Cheryl slid down her Sons lap catching herself she lifted up and quickly scooted back and plopped down.

In the motion her skirt had caught on the mesh of his jersey and rode up so that her bare bum was in his lap, Derek instantly felt the change in her seat as she wiggled in to adjust comfortably. It had become common place to ignore sexuality and Derek tried to put the thoughts out of his mind, but the slow rumble of the wagon over country roads caused Cheryl’s bottom to rock back and forth on his lap. Soon Derek felt himself getting excited and his dick started to lengthen and thicken with the blood of lust filling it. Derek was biting his lip and trying not to think of his mother’s firm ass pressed on his cock finally in frustration he whispered to his Mom, “You got to stop moving, I’m… getting..” Cheryl quickly quipped, “It’s not me it’s the wagon…” Her voice trailed off as she felt the bulge in his crotch growing and pressing between her ass cheeks. She snapped her head back looking over her shoulder staring wide eyed and in the dim light watched his lips as he mouthed, “I’m sorry?”

She whispered through clenched teeth, “What are you thinking?” He was smiling as he mouthed, “I’m not, your rubbing on me!” She seethed, “Just don’t think about it!” They continued to bump along with her ass cheeks splaying then clamping on his growing cock, Cheryl could feel the reaction and in spite of herself she was growing excited. Derek could feel the heat of his Mothers crotch as it pressed on his clothed cock and it just added to his excitement, Cheryl felt her son’s erection start to nudge at her pussy mound and gasped. Suddenly the horse lurched and Cheryl slipped and quickly she scooted back, the opportunity was there to dislodge herself she thought, but just as suddenly she realized her mistake. The quick downward motion of her ass had caused her to push the front of her Sons shorts down. Immediately they both realized what had happened as his cock sprang loose and flipped up slapping his mother in the ass, they both felt bare flesh against flesh.

Gasping Derek leaned forward and Cheryl snapped her head back looking over her shoulder both wide eyed, the dusk had passed and darkness was on the evening but they could see each other’s astounded look. Derek leaned up and whispered in his Moms ear, “You, didn’t wear shorts?” She mumbled back, “I didn’t have any that matched all I could find was this skirt!” Derek was feeling his cock head rubbing on her bare ass cheek and he whispered a question, “No panties?” Cheryl could feel the bulbous head rubbing back and forth on her ass cheek and she cursed herself before whimpering, “Yes, well No, I mean sort of, it’s a G string” She watched his reaction his eyes went wider and his brow furrowed in dismay. Cheryl quipped, “I didn’t want panty lines!” Derek shook his head and tried to think what to do his mind raced and he formulated a plan. “Next time we hit a bump you jump up and I’ll cover myself okay?” She nodded and they waited all the while his hard cock slid back and forth over her hot wet pussy that was barely covered.

The moment they were waiting for came and as the wagon rocked Cheryl jumped up and Derek grabbed his cock shaft to shove it back in his shorts, but a second bump tipped Cheryl off balance she spread her legs to keep her footing but she fell back. With his hand wrapped around his shaft it was pointed straight up and as Cheryl fell back onto his lap his knees were together to try and pull up his shorts and hers wide she fell on him spread out. As her ass sank into his lap his rock hard cock easily pushed aside the thin string of underwear and her pussy slid down the shaft burying what wasn’t clutched in his hand. They both gasped in shock Cheryl was wide eyed and mouth agape as she slowly looked over her shoulder at Derek, He had the same dumbfounded look on his face as he stared at his Mother. The road had gotten really rough and Derek started to slide off the bale of hay and had to pull his hand from between them to catch himself, the sudden motion drove the rest of his shaft deep in Cheryl and she yelped.

The whole crowd laughed and chided, “Better wrap your arms around your Mom Derek sounds like she’s about to slide off!” Derek and Cheryl made the best attempt at a laugh and smile but he could feel the tight, wet, silky pussy of his mother wrapped around his hard cock and she could feel the thick meat slipping back and forth inside her. Everyone’s eyes were on the Mother escort rize and Son and they couldn’t do anything at the moment to change the situation, they both smile and waved at the fellow riders trying to act normal. Derek reacted wrapping his arms around his mother’s waist as they had been told by the reveling crowd. Cheryl waited until everyone seemed back to their own merriment then spun her head back and whispers curtly, “What are you doing?” Derek angrily mumbled back, “I didn’t do it you fell on me, you were the one with the “G” string!” Cheryl realized it had been an accident and she whispered, “Okay, okay what do we do now?” Derek was gritting his teeth as he whimpered, “I don’t know?”

Cheryl could see his obvious discomfort at holding back his pleasure and quickly whispered, “Be careful don’t cum inside me I’m not on birth control!” She put her hands on his thighs and tried to slide up and off but she couldn’t rise high enough without being noticed, then she tried to slide sideways to dislodge him first one way then the other. Derek tightened his grip on her tiny waist and whimpered through clenched teeth, “You got to stop moving, I won’t be able to hold it!” She relaxed and sank back into his lap his long thick cock sliding in to the depths of her pussy, Derek was quivering and she tried to hold still keeping his orgasm at bay. After a few miles of smooth road they both were able to ease the tensions that had built and Cheryl leaned back whispering into her Sons ear, “How long is this Hay ride?” Derek shifted uncomfortably making Cheryl groan and he whispered, “Two hours!” she gasped and repeated his words shocked watching him nod agreement. She tried to deduce how long they had been out so far and she came up with twenty minutes mouthing the number to Derek who nodded, again his eyes clench in concentration.

Suddenly the wagon again started up a rough trail and Cheryl began to bounce uncontrollably on Derek’s lap, they both were gasping and grunting but luckily for them everyone seemed to groan at the bumpy ride. Cheryl could feel the mushroom head of her Sons cock deep in her pussy and his jiggling shaft sliding back and forth over her throbbing clit, she bit her lip trying not to think of how good it felt inside her heated opening. She tried to reposition herself leaning forward but that only pressed her clit harder into the hard shaft causing her to moan softly feeling her body react to the first sexual contact she had in the last five years. Derek felt the orifice surrounding his cock growing hotter and wetter the longer the bumpy road continued, his eyes went wide she was as excited by this as he was and he tried to hold her still. A big bump caused Cheryl to slam down hard on his lap driving him deeper in her and she felt the little electric thrills start to build in her pussy as a second bump hit and Derek’s hands slipped off her hips and up her chest brushing her hard nipples and cupping her firm tits for a moment.

Cheryl flopped back her head leaning on Derek’s shoulder she felt the incidental touch on her breast and started to mumble, “No, oh no not now I can’t do it now?” Derek heard her odd confession just before another bump drove her back down hard on his thick cock, suddenly she started to convulse and he had to hold her hips tight. He looked over at her flopping head her eyes clinched and her bottom lip sucking in and out of her mouth huffing deep breaths, he could feel her tense up and suddenly a vice like grip clamped down on his cock then started to spasm clenching and releasing. Derek was in shock and he clenched his ass cheeks hard holding back his own desires whispering through his clenched teeth, “What was that , did you…did you? Cheryl whimpered in a raspy voice, D-Don’t…worry about it, it was nothing, how…how much longer? Derek knew she was lying but carried on the charade saying, “About an hour, more or less?”

Cheryl groaned and leaned back up putting her hands on his knees to steady herself a short smooth section and Cheryl leaned up and reached back spreading and massaging her ass cheeks before sliding back down his cock. Derek gritted his teeth hard feeling her tight pussy slipping up and back on his shaft, he whispered, “You shouldn’t move, what’s wrong are you okay?” She looked back her eyes half closed and dreamy as she said, “I can’t help it my ass cheeks are getting numb!” He groaned as he started to move, she moaned, “What are you doing?” He shushed her and lifted her up slightly and twisted her so that one of her legs was in between his and the other draped over. The new position caused her juices to leak out and dribble down over his balls causing him to shiver and shimmy. She whimpered lustily feeling her pussy swirl around the thick shaft then exhaled as she now supported her weight differently, he left a hand on her thigh coincidentally. Another round of potholes and his shaft was thrusting up into her again she was already too excited and just gnashed her teeth together as her pussy was pummeled with the biggest cock she had ever felt, that thought running through her mind she felt her orgasm flash.

Derek felt muscles surrounding his cock tense and clamp again and it was too much form him he whimpered, “M-Mom….I can’t huh…hold it any longer!” Cheryl was busy wrestling with her own orgasm to protest and in between spasm she felt his twitching cock as it erupted inside her, his hot cum pumping up to her cervix. As her own orgasm subsided she whimpered, “Oh no…no…you came inside me?” He was still grunting as his cock shot again and again into her, her pussy sucking it deeper and deeper as it convulsed in another orgasm. After several minutes they relaxed and they thought that it would all be over, surely his cock would go limp having cum. But as the ride continued his cock slipped up and back though trying to go flaccid, but the hot silky pussy wrapped around him felt so good he couldn’t will it go limp.

Cheryl felt his cock dwindle slightly then as if out of nowhere it seemed to start to grow harder and harder having caught her breath she looked back over her shoulder her eyes wide once again in awe feeling his cock grow inside her. She could feel it slowly slip deeper and deeper as the length grew back and her pussy stretched out wider and wider as the girth formed. Derek shrugged sheepishly as she cursed under her breath, then she just thought it isn’t his fault it is simply reaction to the contact. A sudden bump and Cheryl had no choice but to throw her arm over his shoulder to hold on leaning in she whispered, “I know you couldn’t help it but now you need to stop thinking about it!” He leaned in and whispered, “I’m not thinking about it, it just won’t stop feeling good, what can I do?” She shook her head and whimpered, “Nothing, we just need to hold on?” He nodded and with the road smooth once again she figured that he might lose some of his ardor, but to her amazement she could feel that he was still growing inside her, longer and thicker than before.

She gasped and looked down at her lap half wanting to see how big it had gotten, it felt as though he would grow too big for her to handle and she leaned her head on his shoulder and whimpered softly. Derek whispered, “I’m sorry, it happens when I stay excited for too long?” The road felt like a wash board and Cheryl moaned through another series of orgasms, the whole time Derek tried hard to keep from getting any more excited. This continued for the next twenty minutes, Cheryl’s body ached racked with innumerable fiery orgasms just as she thought she couldn’t stand any more Derek groaned, “Sorry Mom?” she knew what he meant before she felt the first steamy jet of his cum blast deep into her, she gasped and turned her face to his shoulder sinking her teeth into the muscle and meat as she muffled her orgasmic scream. She had never felt something so intense her pussy kept clutching and milking her son’s cock of his fresh boiling sperm as if drinking it in wanting to have it deeper in her body.

They were both convulsing the rocky road hid their frantic motions, Derek was gasping he couldn’t believe what he felt around his cock, his cock was drenched in her seeping hot pussy juice and it was drooling down mixed with his cum dripping over his flexing balls. They sat quietly trying to compose themselves and as the hay wagon slowed and the clomp of the horses hooves rang on asphalt they breathed a sigh of relief. The wagon suddenly stopped and rocked back, Cheryl felt the last thrust of the enormous cock in her pussy and she felt herself involuntarily flex her muscles around it. They had to wait for everyone to climb off the wagon before Cheryl eased herself up the long shaft causing small gasp to escape her lips as it slid down and out. She stood on uneasy legs and turned in time to see Derek’s now flaccid cock covered in her white frothy juices before he flipped his shorts up covering it and she shivered at the thought. Derek stood up and wobbled a moment then jumped down off the wagon and reached up for his Mother, reluctantly she leaned over as he wrapped his hand around her waist and helped her down.

They didn’t speak on the way to the car the only sound was the squishing and occasional plop of Derek’s cum as it dribbled down between her pussy lips and trailed down her thighs before it broke free and dripped to the ground. At the car they both flopped back in the seats exhausted, Cheryl’s eyes were closed as she spoke, “We don’t need to ever speak of this again!” Derek turned his face to her and said, “How can you say that? I know you felt it, I felt you…and what if you get preg..?” she cut him off speaking through angry clenched teeth, “Don’t mention that, I don’t want to think of that, not now not ever!” The ride home was silent both staring at the road as the headlights shown the path, each had thoughts running through their minds, questions, feelings and concerns.

As they went through the door Cheryl tossed her keys on the dining room table and started to walk through the living room, Derek cleared his throat and she turned as he spoke, “Mom I know it shouldn’t have happened, but it did and yes I suppose I should be ashamed but all I can think is how good you felt!” She covered her face as she broke out in tears whimpering, “We shouldn’t have, we shouldn’t have!” He pulled her hands away and she slowly looked up into his eyes as he whispered, “We didn’t, it was an accident!” She gasped and chokes back the tears crying out, “Was it?” Derek stammered, “I-I did…didn’t intend on it?” She was crying again as she wailed out, “B-but did I?” He stared down at her weeping face the tears running down her cheeks, his eyes filled with a questioning look. Cheryl broke her wrist from his grasp and wiped away the tears. Confession on her mind she whispered, “I liked it when you were hurt and I washed you after the first time and I made you cum I always wanted to do it again, after the first time I went to my room that night and masturbated until I came too!”

Derek was staring at her in shock she looked away and whispered, “Yeah that’s right every time after I bathed you I went to my room and fingered myself biting my lip as I came over and over again, all the while thinking about your hard cock!” He reached out and took her chin in his fingers and turned her face to look at him and whispered, “Mom its okay, it really is?” She shrieked, “NO, NO IT IS NOT….I’M YOUR MOTHER!” He recoiled at her screams and as she turned away and put her hands on the back of the coach he stared at her back before screaming back, “OKAY THEN IF YOU WANT TO RIDE THE GUILT DO IT BUT DON’T DRAG ME WITH YOU!” She spun and slapped him across rize escort bayan the face he recoiled and shot a hand up rubbing his face, she started to ball again and turned away clutching the back of the sofa again as she sobbed harder and harder.

Derek went from shock to anger, stepping up behind her he pushed her across the back of the sofa with her ass high in the air, she gasped in shock and turned to look back in fear as Derek screamed, “ALL RIGHT THEN, WHY DON’T WE BOTH FEEL GUILTY!” He flipped up her little skirt and grabbed the soaked “G” string yanking it hard stripping it from her behind, Cheryl shrieked as she felt the silky material whisk over her pussy and up between her ass cheeks the sound of the tearing cloth ringing in hear ears. She stared back over her shoulder amazed at what he was doing. She screamed, “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” Derek held his hand on her lower back pinning her to the sofa back as he shucked his shorts down and kicked them off whispering back, “I want to feel guilty too!” Her eyes went wide and she wailed, “OH NO…NO YOU DON’T!” She was watching as he stroked his cock up and down getting it more and more erect, fear in her wavering voice she whimpered,” D-Don’t do this, it’s wrong!”

Derek wiped away a single tear as he confessed, “I wanted it to be different for us, but you want to make it wrong, now I will make it wrong too!” With that he stepped up closer behind her she kicked and screamed as she felt him swabbing his cock head up and down her swollen wet slit, she tried to reach back and push his hand off her back but he was too strong for her. She felt the spongy head pressing between her pussy lips and wailed out, “NO DEREK….!” Her words trailed off as he thrust into her driving his whole cock to the depths of her pussy, she gasped and sobbed as his hand eased off her back and he gripped the waist band of her skirt and used it to leverage his thrust he was relentless pumping his huge cock in her hot wet pussy. She was gaping as his long cock pummeled her pussy walls and could hear the loud slap of flesh on flesh as his groin smacked into her ass, she could only hold herself up as he fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked in her life listening to his lusty grunts and her wanton moans.

Cheryl heard the material of the skirt start to rip and quickly Derek yanked hard tearing it from her body with ferocity and tossing it over her landing in front of her wobbling and shaking head his hard thrust causing her whole body to quake. She was whimpering as he slowed down and lifted her torso and tugged his jersey up over her head flinging it in front of her as well she was now completely naked before her son as he pushed forward and he started to slam into her again. She could do nothing to stop him as he leaned forward his chest on her back as his hands gripped her swaying tits tugging her nipples and squeezing her tits gently. He pelvis slapped into her ass cheeks making loud smacking sounds. She could feel his long cock stroking over her clit as she whimpered, “No-no Derek stop please I’m…I’m…!” He leaned down close to her ear his hot breath huffing on her neck as he finished her sentence for her, “Gonna cum?” Cheryl shrieked as he thrust hard into her and her pussy collapsed around his shaft and squeezed harder than ever making Derek grunt at feeling the intensity of her orgasm clinching and easing over and over again for nearly five minutes.

As she quivered and flinched feeling her heated pussy release its flood of juice and lighting like effects she was huffing out in long deep breaths, “Oh god, oh my…how did you do that?” His cock was as hard as ever and growing thicker and longer like the last time he had been inside her, she was whimpering knowing that he would keep going. She gasped deep as she felt him lift torso up then hook his hands under her thighs and lift her in the air leaning her back to his chest as she was upright she slung her hands back and gripped his neck behind to hold herself up. He just lifted her up and let her body weight push her back down impaling her pussy on his enormous cock she was gasping and moaning. She had never been fucked like this before his strong arms lifting her easily up and down on his cock, she was delirious as she leaned her head back on his shoulder and through gasp whispered, “Never been had like this, oh my, oh my…”

After making her cum from the fuck doll treatment he lifted her up and off his cock and spun her around and sat her down on the dining room table and eased his cock back into her fiery pussy she moaned long and loud as he sank the length into her. He starts to slow fuck her, his long cock stroking in deep and pulling out slowly. For the first time he saw her small upturned breast capped with dark long nipples and he sank his face into her chest, she struggled and pushed her hands on his face as he tried to get to her breast screaming, “DEREK, NO DON’T, DON’T PUT YOUR MOUTH ON MY BREAST!” He thrust deep into her causing her to drop one hand back to steady herself on the table and he reached up and took the wrist of the other and folded her arm behind her back. He wrapped both wrist in one of his large hands and held them in the small of her back as he began to suck first on then the other nipple flicking them with his tongue and swirling it around the taught areola. Cheryl shrieked, she had always had sensitive nipples and his suckling took her over the edge and again her pussy exploded sending tingles up her spine and into her hair. Derek had to thrust harder as her pussy clamped down. When she came down from her orgasmic high she felt him short stroking her pussy in fast jabbing thrust, she knew he was close to coming and pleaded with him to not cum inside her.

He eased his cock out of her weeping pussy and said, “I had no intention of cumming in your pussy!” With that he slipped his hands under her arms and lifted her up and lowered her down on her knees in front of him, his hard cock thumping with his heart beat right in front of her face. She stared at the enormous cock slick with her pussy juice and looked up into his lusty eyes as his hand cupped the back of her head and pulled her face forward. She had never sucked a cock that had been in her pussy before and wasn’t about to now. She struggled and tried to push him away but Derek t took hold of her wrist and raised them above her head in one of his hands. She tried to turn her face away from the monstrous cock as it slapped slimy on her cheeks. Derek was reluctant to hurt her, but he was insistent using one hand to lower her jaw as he pushed the bulbous head between her lips. She tried to back away but he began to pump his hips sending the thick shaft deep and she coughed and gagged until he backed off and pumped with short jabs.

She thought about all the fantasies she had thinking of his gooey cum shooting out and as his shaft sank her mouth her tongue swirled around the head and glided down the shaft until it bumped the back of her throat he then eased back and again slid into her mouth down the length throbbing again. Derek started to moan then groan and finally grunt as his orgasm neared. Cheryl could feel his shaft pulsing on her tongue and though she had never swallowed a load of cum before she was going to have to do it this time. Repulsed she felt the first gob of sperm spray out and coat her throat shot after shot of her sons cum she could taste his salty seed on her tongue and she tried to pull away but he held the back of her head in the grasp of his big hand. It was either swallow or drown in her sons cum and instantly she started to gulp the huge gobs of sperm, gulping it down before the next one ejected into her mouth. She felt the warm jism on her cheeks sliding down onto her tongue and the tangy sweet flavor was becoming less and less distasteful.

Derek slumped back sitting on the dining table as his Mother continued to suck his cock and gobble down his sperm, he was flinching and gasping as her raspy tongue coaxed out the last few drops swallowing every bit. Derek looked down on his mothers beautiful face still sucking on his cock head and as he eased it from her lips she flicked her tongue at the tip over and over again slurping up the oozing sperm. Suddenly she realized what she was doing and jumped up and broke away from him and started to run down the hallway, she hadn’t noticed him in hot pursuit and as she tried to sling the door to her bedroom closed Derek caught it and her wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her to him. She was kicking and screaming as he tossed her on the bed she tried to roll away but he jumped on her and quickly rolled her over and yanked her hips up. She was trying to crawl away as he held her hips in his big hands, he growled, “DON’T WANT ME TO CUM IN YOUR PUSSY, HUH!” She squealed as she felt his enormous cockhead prod at her anus screaming, “OH MY GOD NO, YOUR NOT GONNA TRY AND FUCK ME IN THE ASS?”

She screamed and thrash and tried to pull herself along by gripping the covers as his cockhead burst through her tiny rectum lubricated with her own saliva, she wailed in anguish feeling the thick shaft spear into her sphincter. He was pushing hard as she collapsed on the bed face down biting the corner of a pillow as his cock plowed into her ass. She whimpered as the base of his shaft bottomed out and he began to fuck fast and furious pummeling his cock in her bowels. She was balling up the comforter in her fist as she endured her sons sodomizing her, she had never even thought about getting fucked in the ass and now the biggest cock she had ever seen was pumping away at her bottom. She felt him raise her hips and slide a hand down and start to slip a finger over her engorged pussy lips and swirl around her swollen clit. At first she was concentrating so hard on the pain in her ass that she didn’t let go of her grip on the covers then as her clit started to throb her eyes went wide and she began to gasp.

She felt her body start to shudder as she thought to herself, “What the hell is going on am I gonna orgasm from my son fucking me in the ass?” Suddenly she felt his finger penetrate her pussy and his thumb swirling around her clit, she was grunting and gasping and found herself pushing back on his cock. Derek held still as she began to pump her hips back sinking his cock in her ass, she grunted out, “D-damn it don’t stop now!” He felt her hand cupping his on her pussy and he reversed them making her rub her pussy. Then he started to fuck her ass even harder Cheryl scream and pumped her finger in her dripping pussy as she started to shimmy and shudder in orgasm. Derek felt her asshole clench around the base of his cock and he pumped lightly to help bring her off, she was huffing and puffing as she quivered in orgasm. Derek waited until she was starting to recover and just as she turned to look back over her shoulder at him he yanked his cock out of her ass and buried it in her pussy. Cheryl could feel the pulsating throbs as his cock fired shot after shot of hot cum deep inside her pussy, her eyes went wide as she gasped out, “I-I thought you said you weren’t going to cum in my pussy?”

He was shaking his head “No” as he grunted and pumped his cum into her saying, “No I said, you don’t want me to cum in your pussy!” She shook her head as her pussy twitched again in the aftershock of mini orgasms began. As she was satisfied that she had got every last drop dumped into her she felt him collapse onto her back. Suddenly she felt a sense of euphoria she needed this, needed to be taken by a man again even if it was her own son. Leaning back she kissed at his face and lips tenderly before saying, “I guess missing the big game may have not been a loss after all?” His big hand cupped her tiny ass as he pulled his slimy cock form her sloppy pussy and sighed, “I think I made the Big Game after all and scored!”

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By Blueheatt

…Lisa and her mom decided they should be real friendly.….we join Brad as he’s waited for his mom and sister Lisa to get together….

Brad quietly came home. He raced up to the spare bedroom and quietly opened the door to mom’s bathroom. He slowly inched in to watch his mom and sister finally,…. have some very long awaited…. ‘mom and daughter sex.’…..

Brad stood in the dark shadows and saw his sister Lisa, naked, laying on her back on top of their naked mom. Mom, eyes were closed feeling and squeezing Lisa tits firm, over and over. Mom was pushing her pussy up and down against Lisa’s naked butt, her legs locked around Lisa‘s.
Brad was shaking a little he was so turned on watching, His dick was huge in his pants and he could feel it pulsing …He took out his dick before it ripped his pants. He stroked it slowly as he continued to watch his mom and sister in their long awaited longing to have sex with each other. Lisa was in a trance feel her mom’s hands on her tits. She felt the drips from her pussy. She felt her mom’s pubic hair on her butt. She was just letting her mom do whatever she wanted to her, and loving it. Mom tension was build and building and she started losing control. She took her legs down from Lisa, and moved her around, putting Lisa pussy right up to her face. Her hands were shaking, she had wanted to do this for so long, now….it was happening. She pulled Lisa’s pussy to her mouth.

She finally licked her little pussy. She licked it top to bottom, each lick going deeper in. Lisa was now opening her mom’s legs wide and smelling her wet pussy’s sex. She starts by taking her tongue and circling her big clit. Wow it sure was bigger than hers, all pink and puffy.

They both started moaning off and on continuously now. Mom was digging her fingers in Lisa’s hips to pull her in closer to her lips. Her lips quivered as she sucked on Lisa’s small pussy lips. Lisa’s body never quit quivering now. She pulled mom’s legs up and put them wide apart. She put her arms under mom’s legs, squeezing her butt and pulling mom’s pussy close in to her mouth.

They began to moan louder as they licked and licked. Teasing each others clit’s and licking all the juices they had coming from their pussy’s. They both start humping with their hips, losing control as their desire now drove them to reach for the greatest climax of their lives. They are starting to yell now as it’s coming…it’s coming oh oh OH yes….yes baby cum for mommy….oh mom, I’m gonna cum…oh god yes mom, lick me good, it’s it’s here and Lisa screamed as mom screamed, shook and squirted in her little girls mouth. Mom yelled ..Oh Baby baby baby OH YES BABY!! CUM FOR MOMMY!!!, and Lisa squirted hard, shook and yelled OH GOD YES MOM! mom fast licked Lisa’s clit as her juices squirted over mom’s face and down her neck. Oh baby yes you came for mommy…sweet baby…yes. They cried with euphoria and jolts of climax pleasure that just kept coming. They moaned till they didn’t have any power left to moan any more. The just lay there….feeling the pulses in their pussy’s, making them jump a little with the energy they had left to jump with. All was quiet now and sleep took over.

Brad watched in a daze and realized his dick had shot many shots way out about 3 feet, when they climaxed and squirted. He could hardly stand, his legs were so weak.

Mom started waking up from a dream world she had been in. In her arms was her little girl Lisa all naked and warm on her. She was naked too and felt Lisa’s wet pussy on her leg. In Lisa’s mouth was on mom’s tit.

Brad woke up with a big boner thinking about last night. His balls hurt a little from getting so full last night. He thought how hot it was to see both his mom and sister getting some girl sex that they had both wanted for a long time. His door slowly opened and in came Lisa and Mom.

Lisa had a coffee pot, and his mom had a cup she was holding with both hands. They sat on his bed, Lisa’s shaking hands poured the coffee as mom tried to hold the cup still in her shaking hands. Brad smiled at them and told them go back to bed. They slowly and carefully limped out of the room.

Brad let them have at it for a few days, fulfilling their desires to have sex with each other. He would sneak up the his bathroom viewing spot, and watch them moaning and licking on each others pussy’s, feeling their tits and enjoying themselves. He never saw his mom so happy and Lisa too. On one Wednesday night, mom and Lisa came in to his room, and stood and smiled at him. They came over in their robes, and took him by the hands and they all went into the shower. They undressed him and they all got in the shower. They washed him real sexy, stroking his dick, and using him like a sex toy.

They giggled and washed his hair, and all. They got out, dried him and themselves off and took him into mom’s bedroom. They laid him on his back and took turns sucking on his dick, getting up and putting their pussy’s in his face and letting him lick them. They rubbed their tits on his mouth to be sucked and played with.

Then out came the sleep mask for him. As he put it on, he secretly removed the inner shield and now could see them as they got ready g
to give him the ultimate sex. They both got naked. Mom was her self and Lisa pretended she was Maggie, with a hi voice. The talked out loud. “Say Maggie, could I ask you something in private.”
“Sure Lynn, what is it.” “Maggie is it true that girls or women can go to your house and have sex with your son if he has his sleep mask on?” “Why yes, you can.” “I have a virgin daughter and I want her to have sex, and I have a husband that won’t have sex with me, can we come over tonight?”

“He has his sleep mask on now, come and get some.” “My son Bradley, he would never do something like this, because her respects his mother to much.” They tee hee quietly.
“Oh look at his nice penis, now Lisa, you get up on it dear, and have some sex with the nice boy.”
Brad listened and smiled, trying to laugh.
“Does your son lick vaginas too?” “Oh yes he likes that, you can do both with him if you like.”
Brad feels Lisa get up on him and stick his dick in her. Next he feels his mom’s legs over his shoulders and her pussy settle in his face. “Oh Lisa, how is everything back there?” Lisa moans as she pumps Brad’s dick in her. “That sounds real good little Lisa, real good.” “How is it for you mommy, is he licking you good?” “Oh yes dear, he licks my pussy and my clit too…mmmmmm.”

“Is he gonna make you cum real hard mommy?” “Mommy can’t talk right now ….I oh my….I whew…his tongue is……Oh…..Oh yes….how is his dick ….doing inside you……Oh God….little Lisa….oh baby, yes ….that’s it son…make another mommy cum….yes …it’s…OH GOD…YES….yesyesyesyes…Oh Baby, Lick Mommy ….yessss…eeeeee OH GOD YES!!!

Mom started humping Brad face faster and faster and climaxed and shook steady in Brad face. He then felt her squirt when he fast licked her clit….She yelled…OH…MAKE MOMMY CUM BABY!….and she squirmed and squirted again. Lisa hearing all this, screams out BRAD..YESSSSS and climaxes as he shoots a big load in her hot pussy…he cry’s out OH BABY…OH….OH…Lisa squirms and squirts, twisting her pussy on his dick as she fast rub’s her clit, panting hard and shaking. Lisa puts her squeeze muscles on his dick hard. She and mom moan and shake. Brad continues to lick his mom and makes her jump each time his tongue touches her clit. Lisa feels her mom’s back and reaches up and feels her tits too.

Thursday morning. 9am. Brad wakes, and sits up in bed. Wow, was that ever hot, mom and sister both fucking him. Lisa pokes her head in his room….”Hi lover boy“….”Hi lover sis” he says back. “Stay right there, lover boy.” Soon mom and sis bring in a tray with breakfast.

aydın escort “Your Majesties Breakfast.” they both say. While he eats, mom let’s them know, that Dad will be home tomorrow, and they will have to sneak to have fun. They all giggle thinking of all the ways to sneak a kiss, a feel, a fuck, a lick and more. Jen comes over and looks in Brads room. She asks If ‘His Majesty’ has had his morning blow job yet, and crawls under the covers and starts sucking his dick. Mom asks Lisa what Jen’s up to upstairs. Lisa replies: “Noth’in much.”

Brad woke up to the sound of his dad’s voice. Jen had spent night with Lisa, and they were coming down for breakfast…but Lisa stopped with Jen to quietly ease dropped on dad and mom.

He told mom he was hiring a secretary, because he was just to over worked. They would be doing some work at home in his office, and she would be traveling with him some. Jen’s face lit up and whispered: (“I want that job!”) to Lisa. Lisa smiled big and nodded her head yes.
Dad was a handsome guy, just worked hard all the time and now he would return to a more regular home life…he thought. Mom just smiled and thought…(’Well good for him, but all those years of no sex for me, he’s not going to mess up what I have now, I hope he can mess around with this new secretary and leave my new sex life alone.’)
It was Saturday and dad relaxed in the den. Jen went on the attack. She walked in the den in her short little shorts and said: “Hi, I’m Lisa’s friend from next door, Jen, I don’t believe we’ve met.” Dad turned and looked at her…smiled at he scanned her hot body and said: “Oh yes, I noticed you next door, lot’s of times, Jen. Wow, you’re a cute one,….say….I’m looking for a secretary, would you maybe be interested?” Jen was stunned, she was all ready to sell him on hiring her…now she didn’t have to. Jen smiled, sat on the arm of his chair and said: “Ooooo…that’s sounds like a job I would like….YES!” She messed with his hair, hugged him, pushing her tits to him and fell on him, ending up in his lap. They giggled and he got a lap full of Jen, and an instant boner with it.
Dad thought….‘I don’t care if she can’t even sharpen a pencil, she’s hired! Damn she always was so sexy next door, and now she’s sitting on my dick and squirming a little. I better have her come in my office, so….I can train her?

He held her in his lap for a while, then Jen whispered: (“..when do we get started…boss?”) He said at 1pm today to come to his ’office’ and he would go over her ’duties’. He stood up, picking her up and swung her around and held her tight to him and let her slowly slide down his front, his dick sliding over her pussy on the way down. Jen just about had an orgasm and gasp for breath. He swatted her ass and sent her on her way. Mom smiled as she was hiding, she quietly saw all this from halfway up the stairs.
Mom went to Lisa’s room. Lisa was looking out her bedroom window. “What cha looking at sweetie?” mom asked. “Oh nothing.” Mom took a look and about peed her panties. She saw Robb and his mom. His mom was in her robe standing drinking a cup of coffee on the back patio. Robb reached around her and fondled her ass. She stepped away, and checked to see if anyone was looking. She set the cup down and pulled Robb over behind the lawn shed. Robb started feeling her ass some more, she looked like she was giggling, and resisted his hands.

He started kissing his mom….long and passionate. She looked around quick, and kissed him back, and felt his dick.
Mom looked out the window stunned. She just never expected they were into that. Jen’s mom was short, blond and built good. Her shortie robe showed her fine legs, like her daughter Jens. Mom got a little tingle in her pussy, watching them. Jen’s mom turned around, checked for anyone watching and lifted up the back of her robe, and back up to Rob. Her cute white ass bumping into Rob’s boner.
Mom was really getting turned on now watching, Lisa too. Lisa stepped in front of her mom, and backed her ass up to her, and lifted up her robe, and backed her ass into mom. She felt her mom’s hands go around her and feel her tits softly, then creep a hand down to Lisa’s pussy.

They still watched out the window. Rob looked all around and took out his boner, his mom backed right into it, and they started fucking real fast. Mom and Lisa didn’t even think about they had the door open to Lisa’s room. As they watched Rob and his mom fucking and Rob feeling his moms tits, Lisa and mom were starting to really get hot and feel each other up good. Mom felt hands go around her waist, and yelped!….Brad smiled and said: “What are you to perverts looking at.” Mom, pulled her hands back and held her heart. Lisa giggled. Brad got behind his mom, feeling her ass and started watching too. Mom whispered (’where’s your dad!’)…Brad said, ’he’s asleep in the den, taking a nap. Mom sighed and backed her ass into Brads front. Brad’s hands found his mom’s tits and massaged them. He looked out the window…and said….’who’s the woman?’ Lisa’s whispered…’that’s Jen’s mom!’ Brad see’s them fucking like rabbits and mutters…’oh my god!’…Rob fucks his mom in the back yard?…they all giggle. Brad had closed Lisa’s door and locked it. He continued feeling his mom as she felt Lisa. He lifted up the back of his mom’s robe and pushed his tent in his mom‘s ass. Mom said, ‘let’s try that on this mommy, ok Brad?’ Brad lowered his boxers and stuck his dick deep in his mom’s pussy. They continued to watch as mom felt Lisa’s little clit, and pushed back on Brad’s fucking her from behind.

Soon Rob’s mom quick turned around, got on her knees and Rob shot cum over and over in her mouth as she jacked him. Lisa moaned with an orgasm, and lost her breath. Brad started fucking his mom fast and rubbing her big clit…he moaned and shot a big load in his mom as she climaxed and moaned rubbing Lisa’s wet pussy. Mom pussy squeezed every drop of cum out of Brad’s dick, as he moaned.
They all went down and had to crawl over to lay on Lisa’s bed panting.

Dad was still napping, dreaming of fucking his new secretary.

The next day, mom was so happy, singing while she cleaned her window on the other side of the house. She started day dreaming about the nice neighbor hood, and on how the couple on this side of the house was so normal…she chuckled to herself. The couple had one child, Tina.
Tina loved to play with their dog, Sparky. Sparky was a great medium size terrier dog, friendly to everybody. She watched as Tina and Sparky played in their back yard with the Frisbee and Tina laughed. As mom watched, Tina fell in the grass laughing, and Sparky came over started humping her leg. Tina laughed more. Then Sparky started licking her little pussy, so she laid on her tummy and hiked her little butt up in the air and flipped the back of her skirt up and pulled her white panties down some. Sparky jumped right on her and started fucking her fast. Tina held real still and her little face got red and she shivered as Sparky shot his load in her.

Tina’s little face strained big as she orgasmed good and shook, then she panted out of breath. She reached back and held Sparky until his knot went down, and then she let him go. She had this smile on her face as she rubbed her little pussy making it feel good.

Mom stood there in shock, and shivered.

She had just watched all this happen before her very own eyes..…..Sparky had just shot his cum in Tina, and Tina loved it! Mom couldn’t believe it gave her such strong hot tingles in her own pussy, as it was so wet now in her panties. Then she realized……she just had an orgasm.

At 1pm Jen came over and her and her new boss, (Max) Lisa’s dad, went into his office so he could train her for her new job as his secretary. Jen was dressed aydın escort bayan nice. A white long sleeved blouse, a long silver skirt and black hi heels. She had a matching coat and with it, it looked like a power suit for women in business.

Brad, Lisa and mom all looked at her with lust. Dad took her in the office and closed the door. Brad started chasing Lisa immediately and Lisa giggled and ran upstairs. Mom smiled at her kids, but keep thinking about Jen looking so hot in those business clothes. Mom went upstairs and Lisa’s door was closed. She could hear her moaning slightly and knew Brad was making her hot. She thought about Rob fucking his own mom in the back yard, and how hot that was to watch. She wondered if he’d like to mess around with another mommy. She thought about the hidden bed in the garage and how she’d love to get Rob in it and show him how good this mommy could fuck. At lunch time, Jen came out of the office and mom asked her about having Rob come over and look at something in the garage. Jen smiled at mom….and whispered: (“..how about tonight around 9pm be ok?”..) Mom smiled big and nodded yes, and whispered: (“..the back door will be open.“…).
Brad and Lisa were laying in her bed with a new way of fucking. Door locked, and a pillow between their faces to moan in for silence. They were trying it out. Brad was fucking Lisa as she had her legs up on his shoulders and moaning away in the pillow. She had both hands on her clit, rubbing fast as he shot a hot load in her, and he yelled with her in the pillow. Silence as they moaned and shook at their climax and cum.

Finally Lisa’s tossed the pillow and they started kissing and tongues going crazy. Brad smiled and told her she fucked good for a girl. Lisa giggled and said…’if you were a girl, I bet you’d fuck good too’…They kissed and laid on each other for a nap, with Brad’s dick still in her, they liked doing that.

Mom kept checking her bedroom window for Tina playing with Sparky, only this time she had her little digital movie camera in her skirt pocket. She wanted to catch Sparky fucking little Tina this time. That made her so hot, she wanted to masturbate while watching it this time. She wondered what it must feel like to have a dog cum and shoot franticly in you from behind. A shot of tingles ran thru her pussy at the thought of it.
Dad came out of the office and said he and Jen were going down to the company office for a while. Jen looked very business like, and they left. Mom hoped dad would get with Jen, she was a very sexy girl and even made mom hot, when she looked at her sexy body.

It was almost 9pm and dad and Jen were still not back. Mom hoped they were in a motel somewhere. Mom went upstairs and told Lisa and Brad not to come in the garage tonight. They both said…”ok”…and then Lisa thought…and ran into Brads room and said: “I wanna watch who’s fucking mom“. Brad smiled and said: “I know a way, but who do you think it is?” Lisa thought…”Oh…I figured it would be you.” They couldn’t figure out who mom would be getting it on with at 9pm, in the garage. Lisa said it might be Jen, mom has the hots for her. Brad said maybe it’s…somebody new? Now they had to find a way to watch.

Brad remembered that you could get to the attic from wash room next to the garage. He had Lisa stand on the washer and up the went. She went over to the pull stairs and it didn’t close all the way so it was perfect to watch the hidden bed from. Soon mom came out in her shortie robe and laid on the bed. A small light was on and she had the door wide open for Rob. Brad didn’t go up. They all waited and waited….no show from Rob. At 9:30, mom got up to leave when she heard…some clicking noises from the floor…then some more…as she sat on the bed listening…..she looked up, and there was Sparky, the neighbors dog.
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Dad and Jen finished up and the office and went to dinner. Jen decided to let him come to her. She sat all proper as they ate dinner. Dad was dying to get his hands on her, but played it cool. In the car she asked him to park somewhere to ‘just’ talk. Dad found a dark spot and parked. Jen took of her hi heels and turned and put her feet in his lap, right on his dick. She said…’much better, why don’t you take your shoes off too.’ He did and she had him put his feet in her lap, right on her pussy. They smiled at each other and started on to massage their feet. Jen loved to have her feet massaged and squirmed her feet over his now rising dick. Her legs were on the outside of his and she pulled up her skirt to open her legs wider. Dad was dying now looking at her pink panties as her feet massaged his dick. She held his feet and pulled them into her pussy firm. Jen smiled as she knew exactly what she was doing. She loved to watch Max squirm as his tent was rising high now. She rubbed her pussy on his feet and just enjoyed the teasing show. Finally she put her legs down and crawled over to him and looked closely at his tent. She looked up at him and whispered: (“…let me fix this for you”…) Dad froze as she unzipped his pants and took out his big boner. She started licking then sucking it and jacking it fast, he couldn’t take much of this and moaned out…“oh baby!…I have to cum…I…Oh my god“…and shot a huge load in Jen’s mouth. She orgasmed and sucked him and swallowed every load he pumped. Jen got off when a man would cum in her mouth, she loved it and shook with delight.
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Mom reached down and petted Sparky and he sniffed the air. Her robe was open at the bottom and she had no panties on. Sparky just went in and started licking mom’s pussy fast.
She was so shocked and her pussy too, she held him and she couldn’t do a thing. His tongue was very long and went in deep in her pussy like a machine. Mom felt new hot feelings that made her weak and she was losing her breath. Sparky kept at it non stop, and licked her clit fast….mom couldn’t even moan. She was about to have a climax when he stopped. She was weak and held Sparky with her shaking hands trying to catch her breath. Sparky was all fired up now and jumped up on the bed and was trying to mount her side. Mom just laid over and Sparky put his nose under her short robe and start trying mount he upper leg. Mom was having little orgasms now a she felt his long warm dick against her bare skin. She just rolled over and let him mount her from behind.
Lisa can’t believe her eyes. Her mom is letting the neighbors dog fuck her!…. ‘Brad will never believe me…ever.’ Lisa watched Sparky go for it and mom helped him put is long dick in her pussy, like she saw Tina do. Then she felt his dick go all the way in her to her cervix and pound her pussy in a frantic fuck and faster and faster. Mom was in heaven with hot tingles running all through her pussy. Then she felt a cum bomb go off inside her. A huge load of hot cum came out of Sparky like she couldn’t believe and he kept fucking her hard. His cum was running out on the floor and he still kept fucking mom. He stopped. Mom felt pressure as his knot swelled big inside her tired pussy. She felt like she had been raped by 10 guys, her pussy was numb with pleasure. Sparky tried to turn. Mom remembered and held him until the knot went down. Finally he got off mom and went lick himself. Cum all over the floor, dripping out of her numb sore pussy. Wow…she thought, what a dog. Lisa’s shorts were all wet at her pussy from just watching it all, she was out of breath too. She waited as mom rested, and then climbed down and went out the wash room. She quick went in her room and changed her shorts and panties. She saw Brad on his computer, and went in his room, all exhausted. Brad looked puzzled and asked: w
“Who was it, a guy or girl that mom met in the garage? Lisa start giggling and couldn’t stop, she tried and got tears in her eyes, then giggled some more holding escort aydın her stomach……. Finally she managed to say:,……

”You just ain’t gonna believe me brother!”

Brad looked at Lisa and said: “So, tell me who it was.” Lisa again tried to not giggle and tell him. She said…’not a who…and it!’…Brad looked at her like she’d lost her mind. She finally settled down and told the whole story. Brad didn’t believe her at all. Mom never told anyone about watching Tina next door letting Sparky her dog fuck her. Finally Lisa told brad what she saw and he began to believe her. Brad said, the one time I decide not to go and watch…. damn! loved to see that! Lisa told every detail of it and that somebody was a ‘no show’ or…Sparky was her hot date. Brad said, ‘she’ll do it again I bet, and I’ll be there to watch this time!
Mom went to bed after her shower but couldn’t sleep. Dad came home, showered and kissed his wife warmly and got the bed with her. Mom wondered at his happy face and that he hadn’t kissed her goodnight for years. She knew now Jen and him were hitting it off, big time. Now she was happy that he had a hot young wild girl to keep him entertained, and not her. He went right to sleep. Mom quietly got up and went and smelled his clothes…ahhh…Jen’s perfume, and fresh cum spots on his pants. Good, good she was happy now, knowing she could have wild sex with her kids, and others….oh my god…others. Her heart jumped at the thought of anyone ever finding out she let a dog fuck her…and worse…she liked it! She thought back how Sparky felt on her.

His warm belly on her back and butt cheeks, his hot feeling long dick slapping her pussy, trying to get it in. The feel of his hot dick in her hands as she helped him find her pussy hole. He touched her cervix with every stroke and it made her so weak with pleasure she was helpless to stop him…but didn’t want to stop him, it just felt too damn good to stop him. The feel of him exploding his massive amount of cum in her and just kept fucking as he flooded her pussy. She stopped thinking about it. Stop, stop, stop, stop it! She went down stairs to get a drink and relax. Brad and Lisa could get to sleep either and came and joined her on the couch. They knew their mom well, and knew she would be stressed about Sparky fucking her. They sat on either side of her and Lisa laid her head on mom’s shoulder and played with her tits. Mom closed her eyes and smiled and started to relax. Brad played with the inside of her leg and rubbed her pussy softly.

Now mom was really relaxed. Brad kissed his mom warmly and said: “Mom, Lisa and I did a bad thing. We know about Sparky.” Mom gulped and coughed as Brad soothed her…..”It’s ok mom, it will never leave our lips.” She caught her breath, and finally smiled. She put her arms around her two kids. “My two little perverts, and their pervert mom.” They all laughed out loud. She told them the whole story. Brad and Lisa were dying to hear how it went. She explained it all in detail. “Wow, Lisa said, you know I have to try out Sparky myself.” Mom smiled and looked at Brad, “And you just know mommy and Brad have to watch it!” They all laughed again! Lisa asked: “Was that who you were waiting for…Sparky?” “No, I was waiting for Robb, but he never showed. Maybe Jen didn’t get a chance to tell him.” Brad smiled and said: “I know one thing, Robb spends a lot of time at Marks house, fucking Marks mom, Maggie. He’s got a thing for her and fucks her every time he get the chance. Maggie even says to Mark, “Why don’t you invite you little friend Robb over this evening, I’ll be going to bed early but you boys can play together…ok?” Mom mumbled what a big fake she is. Pretending not to be a whore. I should go over there and fuck her myself. Brad and Lisa just grinned real big and both said: “Do it, do it, do it, mom!…she eats pussy too!” Mom grinned big, but didn’t say a word. Then she started laughing and couldn’t stop, she held her stomach and laughed some more. Brad and Lisa just looked at each other puzzled. Mom got tears in eyes and couldn’t get the words out…she kept trying…..finally got out the word…..”S…S….Sparky!”

….Now they all cracked up and laughed and held their sides laughing….Lisa, wiped her tears and asked: “We have to dognap Sparky!!”
It was too good to pass up. The next day mom wandered over to Tina’s yard and talked to her, and petted Sparky, she told her how she liked Sparky and ask if sometimes if she gets lonely, could Sparky spend the night with her and keep her company. Tina said sure, he’s not our dog anyway…“Oh“…he just hangs around here when I play in the back yard. He’s a fun dog. “Who does he belong to Tina?”…mom asked. “Nobody he had no tags, he just hangs around if you feed him, he’ll stay with you. I give him doggy treats in my back yard, and he hugs me.” Mom grinned and thought…I know he does little Tina…I’ve seen the way he ‘hugs’ you..

Now mom had a inner chuckle and let Brad and Lisa set up a session with Sparky and Maggie.
Brad just had to let mom know. If Maggie ever gave her a hard time at work, just show her this picture of Maggie and her son Mark fucking. Mom’s eyes went wide and she said…”Oh my god, oh my god…it this real?”. Brad said is sure was, that Lisa got in and took the picture! Mom held on to the picture like it was gold. Brad said to keep it, he had it on disk and could print out more at anytime.
Mom was grinning and quiet. Brad said…”Mom…what are you up to now…oh mom…hey mom.”
Mom was just thinking about how now, she could shut up Maggie’s mouth at her work forever. It was time for a little friendly blackmail.
Lisa checked her window the next day. She saw Robb eyeball his mom and hold her while he copped a feel. They giggled and left to go in the house. She saw something in their own back yard. A Frisbee fly by. Then she saw Sparky chase it and return it where Lisa couldn’t see. Then again.
Then she saw mom walking towards Sparky and sit in the grass and pet Sparky. Mom had on a short skirt. It looked like she had no panties on.

Lisa thought….oh my god, not in our own back yard…mom…OH Shit, where’s Brad’s video camera. She went in Brads room and found it. She started taking a video of mom and Sparky. Nothing, just playing. Then mom looked all around and started feeling Sparky’s dick. She went over behind some bushes, but Lisa could still see her. Mom laid in the grass and stuck her butt up in the air. Sparky mounted her and started fucking fast as hell. He finished and mom held him until his knot went down, and then let him go lick himself. Mom laid there holding her pussy with a towel for a while, then looked all around stood up and brushed herself off and went in the garage. Lisa stopped the video and smiled to herself. She thought…‘Brad brother, have I got a video for you to see‘….

Lisa showed Brad the video of their mom letting Sparky fuck her in their back yard. Brad and her laughed and just shook their heads. What a horny mom we’ve got, they said. Of course Lisa had to try Sparky, and Brad watched in Lisa’s bedroom as Sparky fucked Lisa real good. Next time she sucked Sparky off, then next time she had Brad get naked on her bed. She sucked Brad to cum while Sparky fucked her behind from behind. She called it ’Lisa’s grand slam!’.
Sparky got a new red, diamond studded collar, with big tags on it, and slept in mom’s or Lisa’s room all the time.
Mom continued to have sex with her son, and daughter, Sparky-the dog, Robb and Jen from next door and with her sleep mask on, Mark, Maggie’s son. Mom and Maggie get along fine now, mom goes over with her sleep mask too, and they have blind hot women sex with other. Mom even fucked Jen’s dad, when he saw her fucking Sparky in the back yard, then fucked him to keep from telling anyone.
Brad got with Robb and Jen’s mom and they can’t get enough of each other. Jen keep’s dad all fucked out, all the time.

This family still goes on today, in a normal looking neighbor hood. No one driving by would know………

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Somewhere off the coast of Africa, a cruise ship had been taken hostage by a brutal group of Somali pirates. Their leader, General Khari, had captured an entire ship’s worth of innocent western tourists. He and his men had wasted no time in separating out the attractive young men and women from the rest. Stripping them naked, they’d raped the women and forced the young men to participate. Soon all would be sold as slaves, netting General Khari a tidy profit. Three of the westerners in particular had caught General Khari’s eye. Scott and his blonde wife, Amy, had taken this cruise as a treat for their 1-year anniversary. Amy’s younger sister, Jennifer, a slender, knock-out gorgeous brunette, had joined them for the fun.

Now all three were in the captain’s quarters below deck, being tormented by Khari and the General’s two nubile sisters, Lady Neka and Lady Kunto. Amy’s poor husband, Scott, had been tied to a chair naked. Lady Neka had put a cock-ring around the base of his shaft and threatened to cut his balls off if he didn’t come in 15 minutes. Then she’d proceeded to mount that shaft, humping him hard with her moistening slit as Amy and Jennifer could do nothing except watch in horror.

Kunto knelt between Scott’s legs. Her finely sculpted black ass faced everyone else as she poised her knife near Scott’s testicles. She spoke to her older sister as she fucked the man’s cock.

“Ooooh baby, his cock’s straining, but he won’t bust a nut in time. He likes your pussy, Big Sis, but not enough. We gonna have to cut his balls off and teach our new man-slave a lesson he won’t forget.” Kunto’s awful words nearly drove Amy insane as she watched helplessly. She struggled in the grip of Afua, one of the General’s soldiers. He squeezed her tits and kissed the side of her face.

“Be still, bitch. Just wait to see what’s going to happen. Watch the General’s sister take your husband’s manhood!”

The growing whirr of helicopter blades created a faint flicker of hope as Amy and Jen exchanged looks. Had someone come to save them? ‘Please hurry,’ Amy thought. ‘Please save my husband!’ But when they saw a short, wiry soldier sneak into the cabin to whisper in the General’s ear, and the General’s face relax noticeably, their hearts sank. No one was coming to save them. No one.

Meanwhile, Amy and Jennifer watched the awful scene progress. Neka was a beautiful black girl with big, lovely tits. Those tits now rubbed against Scott’s chest as the sadistic girl pumped her pussy up and down his shaft. The glistening along Scott’s penis was all thanks to Neka’s luxuriant juices. Her pussy was fully aroused, dominating her male slave, and the whole room could both see and smell the evidence of the girl’s lust. Neka reached around, fondling Scott’s scrotum as she purred.

“You enjoy me massaging your balls, slave? You best enjoy it. You won’t be having them much longer. Little sis, give the man’s balls a little attention. They deserve a fond farewell.” Lady Neka’s horrible promise was followed by Lady Kunto leaning in, flicking her tongue against each of Scott’s testicles. Lady Kunto stroked her older sister’s smooth ass cheeks, continuing to lick and then even suck on Scott’s balls, and all the while the sound of his plaintive grunts and Lady Neka’s happy coos grew and grew. A trickle of pre-cum seeped from the seal of Neka’s cunt lips, down Scott’s straining prick.

“Ooohhh, he’s almost there, Big Sis. Our American slave wants to CUM real bad,” Lady Kunto purred between tongue flicks. She sucked hard on Scott’s right testicle, and Scott groaned like a dying man. Now she moved to his left testicle, sucking even harder. Kunto’s delicate, long fingers stroked Scott’s thighs as she felt Scott shudder under her touch. Amy couldn’t take much more of this. She tried to lunge at them, to save her husband, but Afua yanked her back hard and locked one arm around her neck. She felt his hard cock pressed against her lower back.

“Stop squirming bitch, or I’ll fuck you in the ass.” Amy stilled, stifling the urge to sob.

The blonde beauty watched as the black girl’s perfectly curved buttocks bounced on her husband’s lap again and again, the entirety of his pale manhood vanishing inside the black girl’s sopping-wet cunt. The seal of those cunt lips greedily hugged the contours of Scott’s penis, claiming it as hers and hers alone. It was such a violation, one among so many violations since they’d been captured by this cruel madman and his soldiers. Somehow this put Amy over the edge into full-blown despair. Amy felt like a hole had been torn through her chest. She watched with tears in her eyes as Neka’s warm, wet pussy sank onto Scott’s cock for what seemed the millionth time.

Kunto’s loud slurping sounds on Scott’s balls were interrupted by the sudden low, desperate groan coming from her husband’s lips. Scott’s testicles were churning with so much cum desperately yearning to shoot. His face scrunched up as he prepared to shoot the most desperate load of sperm in his entire life. Neka raked her nails down his chest, pinching his pierced nipples as she felt his cock swelling inside her wet, horny fuck-hole.

“Yeah, baby. He’s about to CUM. Oh fuck! He’s getting big and thick in my pussy. I can feel it, he’s about to burst!”

Kunto removed her mouth from Scott’s balls, glancing up at the clock hanging on the wall. “It’s been 16 minutes, Big Sis. Our bad boy failed to CUM on time. Can I cut off his balls now?”

“Not yet!” Neka cried. “I want to feel that hot sticky cum shoot up my twat.” Now the black girl moaned, grinding on Scott’s lap. Scott bellowed like a desperate animal as his cock finally burst, cum spewing its geyser of sperm deep up Neka’s snatch.

“Ooohhhh!!! Fuck!” Neka purred. “This big stud had a lot of cum built up in these heavy balls of his. Ohhh! His warm seed feels so good,” she sighed. Lady Kunto felt Scott’s testicles stiffen in her hand as he spewed his load, his manhood twitching uncontrollably inside her sister’s damp heat. Kunto had taken the cock-ring away from the base of Scott’s shaft. Now she watched as that semi-flaccid dick slipped free of her older sister’s soft folds. It drooped towards her, covered in Neka’s fluids, and Kunto instinctively leaned forward, slurping up the combined fluids of male jism and her sister’s cunt cream.

Finally, licking up the last of the sexual fluids, the alluring younger sister looked up at her big sis, Neka. Neka had bigger tits than Kunto, but Kunto’s were more perfectly shaped. Neka reached down now to fondle her younger sister’s breasts.

Kunto begged, “Can I cut off his balls now? Please Sis?”

“No! Please don’t!” Amy wailed. Scott was just sobbing, limp as his face tipped forward, downcast.

But Lady Neka nodded toward her younger sister even as she caressed her younger sister’s tits just so. “Yeah, go ahead girl. He had 15 minutes to CUM, and our man-slave failed to follow orders. He gets what he deserves. Cut ’em off.”

Just as Kunto positioned the knife, a door slammed open. General Khari’s eyes narrowed, clearly irritated at the interruption. His soldier meekly bowed before speaking. “Sorry to interrupt, General. General Azik has just arrived. He demands to see you.”

General Khari’s fat bulk slowly lifted into an upright position. He pulled the sexy brunette up with him, idly fondling the girl’s ass as he kept her snug against his side. Kunto had gone still, her knife poised near Scott’s testicles. Neka looked back with a disappointed, pouty expression.

“Azikiwe, that bastard. Just when we are about to have our fun, your boss-man has to choose NOW to show up? What’s he want, anyway? Doesn’t he always take his cut once we get back to shore?” she said to her brother. General Khari frowned.

“I’ll see what he wants.” He pointed at Neka, who was still sitting on Scott’s lap, and at Kunto, who was fondling Scott’s balls with one hand even as she had her knife poised with the other.

“Don’t make that pathetic American boy-toy a eunuch quite yet. You can play with him while I’m gone. When I get back, then I want to watch you finish him.”

Both sisters answered in unison, disappointment clearly evident in their tones. “Yes, Brother.”

Just as General Khari neared the doorway to the captain’s quarters with Jennifer in tow, he turned around and motioned toward Afua. “Bring my blonde bitch with us too. General Azik may want a pleasurable distraction as we chat, and she’ll do fine.”

Afua had tied Amy’s wrists behind her back. Now he rose swiftly, dragging Amy to her feet by her hair.

“AAAHHH!!” she squealed.

“Shut up, whore.” Afua slapped her ass hard. Then he smacked his open palm across her cunt, which was still so sensitive from being pierced. She yelped in pain, squeezing her legs together, and would have stumbled to her knees if it weren’t for the soldier’s strong grip holding her up.

“Don’t make me hurt you, bitch,” he barked. “Now move!” Amy snuck one final look at her poor husband. Scott’s loving eyes met those of his stricken young wife. She watched as Neka stepped off his lap and let Kunto straddle him now. Neka kneeled down, her tongue sliding up from the base of Scott’s shaft to twirl on the tip, making it spasm as fresh blood flowed to his male organ. She began to suck hard on the tip. Lady Kunto’s seductive, evil voice filled the room as she looked down at her sister’s efforts.

“Get his cock hard for me, big sis. I may as well get a chance to enjoy the pleasures of riding our slave’s cock once too, before we cut off his diyarbakır escort balls, yeah?”

“Mmmm! SLURP! Baby sis, I’ll make this cock good and hard for you,” Lady Neka cooed.

Amy looked at the man she cared about so much as she felt Afua’s rough hands pulling her farther and farther away. All the while, Scott’s tormented gaze could only say ‘I’m sorry, Amy. I’m so sorry, but I’ll always love you,’ as General Khari stepped aside to usher her through the doorway and out of sight.

Amy and Jennifer exchanged looks now. At least the two sisters had been able to face this nightmarish ordeal together. That had been the one saving grace since this horrific event had all began, since the pirates had taken over the ship. Now, as General Khari and Afua walked out onto the main deck, they saw a man that exuded raw power no one could deny. If General Khari was a big fish in a small lake, then this newcomer was like a great white shark. Whereas General Khari was big, squat, fat-faced with some notable muscle despite his overweight frame, General Azik was the pinnacle of a lean, mean predator. He was tall, his physique toned and potent with muscle, a panther in human form. He had tattoos along both arms and along his brow. They were skull-and-crossbones motifs. His blazing eyes shone with a dark intensity that automatically made the recipient of that stare either want to look away or be enthralled by it.

General Azik’s lean, predatory face reminded Jennifer and Amy of a hawk. He lounged on a sofa that General Khari’s men had brought up on deck earlier. He was chewing on the end of a cigar. He took it from his mouth and blew a perfect ring of smoke into the night air before snuffing out the cigar and leaving it discarded in the ashtray beside him.

“So good of you to join me, Little Brother.” They were not really brothers, but the pretense existed between the two business partners so that each of them acknowledged their proper place. General Azik was the more powerful of the two. He was General Khari’s patron. Without his resources and influence all along the West African coast, Khari’s ships would have had no hidden coves in which to dock and unload their loot, human slaves or otherwise. Khari shook hands with Azik and sat down on the couch which had been placed across the way.

“Forgive me if I kept you waiting, Big Brother,” Khari said respectfully to Azik. “It is so rare that I receive a visit from you unannounced, and on open water no less. What can I do for you?” Khari saw Azik eyeing the blonde girl with her luscious breasts, her nipple studs glinting in the moonlight, before those eyes dipped to the girl’s sexy thighs, and especially to the sexy pussy between those thighs, which glinted with the piercing they had adorned her with only recently. “Ah, where are my manners?” Khari continued with a broad smile. “You want to fuck one of the new acquisitions? This blonde cunt has a dreamy body, as you can see.”

Azik’s gaze flared with desire even as his overall expression remained dispassionate. “Have her kneel here. She can suck my cock as we discuss business.” Azik shrugged out of his military fatigues while Afua forced Amy to her knees and got her in position. As soon as Azik was ready, the soldier withdrew, knowing that the Generals would want some space. Kneeling at the foot of the sofa, Amy’s eyes widened in shock. General Azik’s cock was no ordinary cock. The man was a freak of nature. That was all there was to it. His mighty shaft towered a good 12-13 inches, which made even General Khari’s 10-inch cock modest by comparison. Worse than that though was the sheer thickness of it. The thing was massive. It lolled like a giant, deranged lollipop of flesh. With a shudder and an inward prayer for this nightmare to end, the cute blonde prepared to try to take at least the tip of it into her mouth. She knew she could do that much.

“Wait,” Azik grunted. “Untie the little cunt’s wrists. Let me see if she is good with her hands.” Nodding, Afua approached and undid the ropes around the girl’s slender wrists. Amy sighed with relief as the chafing of the ropes vanished. She stared at that tall spear of impossibly rigid flesh. Now she gripped the base of General Azik’s monstrous manhood with both hands and began flicking her head seductively along the tip of his massive dick, tasting where pre-cum already seeped from the tiny slit-opening at the top.

She groaned, vacuuming just the bulbous head of his prick between her lips. Sucking as hard as she possibly could, the sexy young blonde stroked the length of his thick shaft with both hands at the same time. She still couldn’t believe the epic size of this man’s penis. It was like sucking the dick of an elephant. Her blue eyes watered as she tried to take in as much of him as she conceivably could. Her breasts jiggled as she bobbed up and down madly with her efforts. Her pretty face contorted with the bulging cock rippling in her mouth. She moaned, fighting the gag reflex and trying to relax her throat to take more of him in. Soon she was drooling down the length of his cock, slurping wildly, desperately, as her hands lovingly stroked the base of his fully engorged penis, her tits flying up and down in time to her frantic slurps.

“Ahhh. Khari, this young bitch is a real treasure. I’ll take her as part of my cut for this shipment.”

‘Oh my god,’ Amy thought. Just when she didn’t think her ordeal could possibly get any worse, it had. Would she just be passed off to this new madman like a piece of property?

“If you wish, Azik, she is all yours.” Khari’s tone was all generosity, yet there was a stoniness to his face which said it all: the man was pissed. His favorite slave captive had just been taken from him. Azik’s hands gathered up Amy’s luxuriant golden hair, holding it away from her face as she continued to slurp feverishly on his prick.

“Does this bitch have any other family on board?”

Grumpy about giving up his prized blonde cunt, Khari did not immediately reply. He had been letting Jennifer lounge on his lap on the couch, but now he thrust the naked girl onto her hands and knees between the two couches.

“Ass in the air, bitch. I want to rape your tight pussy again. Let’s see how sore your piercing is.”

“OHHHH!” Jen moaned. “Please, Sir, it’s still so sore. It’s supposed to have time to fully heal,” she squealed. She tried not to clench up on Khari’s invading cock as it spread her vaginal lips inexorably, moving inch by excruciating inch. The piercing in her clitoral hood brushed against her clit with each slow, deep thrust. Khari’s impressive girth spread her pussy and filled it, stretching it as he sighed with contentment.

“Shall I pick up the pace, little cunt?” So saying, Khari slapped the girl’s butt cheeks with his right hand. Jen flinched, her body unprepared for what came next. Now Khari abandoned all pretense of gentleness or slowness. His hips swept forward again and again and again as he fucked her brutally, his balls slapping against her thighs. He loved the way she moaned and squirmed, the metal piercing grazing her clit just so, forcing her to feel pleasure even as the swollen tissue was still too sore. Jen’s plaintive moans sailed out over the ocean as she felt her pussy take a pummeling beyond what she thought she could ever endure. The sore burn in her pussy combined with traitorous arousal between her legs until her fluids began slickening Khari’s savage cock despite everything.

“You like that, bitch? Tell me how much you LOVE having your General’s cock deep up your American pussy!”

He grasped Jen’s hair. The slender, pale-skinned girl with exquisitely shaped breasts could only moan more plaintively as he tugged her head back, forcing her to kiss him as he raped her hard from behind. Between awful, passionate kissing, Jennifer answered her captor.

“Yes, General, I love your cock deep in my American pussy. Fuck me so hard! Fuck my sore pussy. Pleeeeasse! UHH!!” Jen tried to say what she thought would please him. She’d grown familiar with how sadistic the General was. The reference to her sore pussy would be a major turn-on for the bastard, and if that made him gush sooner up her twat and leave her alone, then it was worth debasing herself. So she just went with it, grinding her cunt back against his stabbing manhood. General Azik meanwhile just admired the brunette’s jiggling cones, noting how they too glinted with nipple piercings, making her lovely tits look that much sexier. Still, Azik’s face darkened.

“You seem distracted…Little Brother. Shall I repeat my question?” Azik said, and there was warning in that tone.

While still fucking his captive, Khari tried to recover.

“Uh… uh… uh… Where were we? Uh!! Ah, forgive me. Uh… uh! You asked about the little blonde cunt. Yes, she has family. Her husband is below deck. I have given him as a toy to my younger sisters, Neka and Kunto. As for this one here,” Khari growled, plunging his cock once more into her silky-soft pussy as her moans intensified, “this brunette bitch is the blonde’s younger sister.” Suddenly Khari’s eyes narrowed suspiciously at his patron. “Why…do you ask?”

Amy was curious about that same question herself, not that she could voice her opinion. Not that these two brutal men would care. She slid her tongue up the side of Azik’s cock and then re-smothered his saliva-coated shaft with her mouth, sucking deep and hard. Her delicate hands slid furiously up and down his big, black dick, pumping it with all the dedication of a sex slave who knows her life escort diyarbakır might hang in the balance.

“I ask because I want the younger sister and the husband too, as part of my share. I’ll add them to my slave harem.”

Relief flooded Amy. Whatever this other crazed General Azik might do to them, at least it would mean a reprieve for her poor husband. She couldn’t stand the thought of seeing those two black harpies below deck cut off her husband’s balls. Without needing any more prodding, and as if to show her gratitude to her new owner, Amy’s pretty face contorted with effort on Azik’s rigid length. She groaned with renewed dedication. She had managed now to get nearly one-third of his humongous dick down her throat. Her hands pumped him more and more furiously as she literally impaled her mouth on him, gurgling as bits of pre-cum seeped from the corners of her mouth and around the seal of her lips.

“UHHH!!! MMMmmmmm!!! SLURP! UGH!!!” she groaned, making embarrassing sounds of greedy slurping as she sucked that cock as if it was the ultimate prize to be worshipped with gratitude. In a way, it was. This man had just saved her husband’s life, whether he knew it or not.

“The husband too? Why do you want him?” Khari growled. “The men are less valuable than the cunts anyway.”

“Yes, but I think having her husband nearby will make this slave VERY responsive to my needs. If his survival is at stake, I think this blonde beauty will be very motivated. Won’t you, girl?”

As if to shout yes, Amy opened her mouth wider. She plunged her mouth on him, her lips pressed in a tight O-shaped seal. Her gurgling reached a new level as she nearly blacked out, choking on black dick. Suddenly the General Azik grunted, surprise showing on his face.

“Ahhh you sexy little cock-sucker. You…UGH!” Amy wasn’t prepared for what happened next. Azik pushed Amy’s mouth off of his bulbous head just in time. The busty young blonde flinched as warm jism sprayed from the tip of Azik’s cock like a geyser. He peppered her face and breasts with so much cum, groaning as his dick shot like a cannon. It twitched violently, again and again, shooting cum with appalling, potent force. By the time the last twitch of his mammoth-shaft had run its course, the slender blonde was a creamy, cum-coated mess. Her tits gleamed with a generous coating of spunk. More spunk oozed down her face, her nose, her chin…everywhere. A big, creamy dollop had even landed on her shaved pubic muff. She’d been totally and completely defiled. And, at least judging by the smug look in General Azik’s eyes, he’d never seen a girl look any sexier than Amy did now.

But what Azik said next made Amy’s jaw drop. “What are you waiting for, little cunt? That was just my first load. Get back up here and start sucking again. Then we can FUCK.”

“Um…Yes, Master.”

Amy’s disbelieving eyes re-focused on Azik’s already reinvigorating penis. She crawled back to his lap and began licking the sides of his cock. Her hands lovingly fondled his testicles even though she could barely see, all thanks to the cum dripping from her forehead into her eyes. One thing was certain. Her new Master was an absolute masculine freak of nature. She teased the head of his cock and lapped at it like a divine delicacy. Then she almost yelped as Azik picked her up by her armpits and poised her cunt above his cock. She felt his egg-shaped head begin to press between her swollen cunt lips. She looked down. No…this couldn’t be happening…that huge cock was about to stuff her full.

“Now we fuck.” He grinned, watching the gorgeous blonde’s disbelief as he impaled her on his manhood. Her naked, cum-coated body writhed on his lap as the cock slid deep up her pussy. Azik’s hands cupped her tits, squeezing as he lay back and let her ride him, pumping her pussy up and down, up and down. The man’s cock was far too elongated for her cunt to take all of him inside her though. His tip merely stabbed at the poor girl’s cervix and stimulated the piercing in her clitoral hood until she was cooing and groaning on his lap, her pierced nipples hardening up with arousal.

“Oh please. Oh god. Oooohhh!” Amy cooed. “I’ve never been fucked by a cock this big,” she crooned. And it was true. She hadn’t. The beautiful blonde just let her feminine instincts take over, her primal instincts on overdrive. She rode that cock hard, letting her cunt engulf that shaft again and again until there was only the sweet, hot burn between her legs, a growing inferno. It burned hot, white-hot, as her cunt clenched and gripped Azik’s enormous cock. Her hands settled on his shoulders, using them for leverage as she rose her body up off of that mighty dick only to bring her pussy crashing back down, stuffing herself so full as her tits shook with the force of her continuous fucking.

Jen watched in disbelief, seeing her sister’s cunt grip the shaft of her newest rapist and Master with total, fervent submission. She tried to ignore the cock slamming through her own delicate sex, penetrating deeply with her piercing rubbing against her engorged clitoris.

“Look at your sister fucking her new owner. He’s your new owner too, bitch. Better learn what pleases him,” General Khari growled. “You think I’m a harsh Master? Wait until you learn the true delights of Azik’s harem.” Jen groaned as she felt General Khari bottom out inside her. His balls rested flush against her thighs as he came hard with a grunt, and she felt every spurt of cum like a new soul-searing violation.

“AAHHHH! Deep in your pussy, you worthless bitch. UGH!” General Khari covered Jen’s mouth with one hand, stifling her plaintive wail as he finished emptying his testicles deep inside her helpless snatch. Her orgasm hit her at the tail-end of his, and her love-hole convulsed greedily around General Khari’s shaft until, breathless, her mouth still covered by his one hand, she went completely limp. Jennifer sagged forward facedown onto the deck, and General Khari stood up, his cock glistening in the moonlight.

General Khari stood beside the couch where General Azik lay back, just admiring his newly acquired blonde vixen grinding on his lap. The sexy girl was moaning on top of him, her cunt gripping him like the tightest glove imaginable, her silken folds hugging him and squeezing each time that pussy pumped up and down his shaft, bottoming out as far as it possibly could, until only the bottom third of his cock showed above his heavy testicles. Amy’s well-sculpted ass kept bouncing as her cunt milked his shaft towards a fresh, potent release.

“Uhhh! You are upset with me, aren’t you Little Brother? For taking your prized slaves,” Azik murmured. There was a twinkle in Azik’s eyes.

Khari glowered, unable to deny it.

“What of it?” he spat. “This is not our DEAL. You do not get to swoop in unannounced after my men take all the risk, seeking out the most vulnerable western ships and boarding them, sometimes against armed resistance even then! You have not yet told me why you are here…”

Azik’s hands slid up the contours of Amy’s ass, fondling the smooth curves of her body.

“Do not be so surprised, Little Brother.” Azik’s eyes narrowed. “Some little birds told me that you’ve been hiding part of your ‘bounty’ before you return to shore, to ensure that my take of the profits is far less than it should be.”

Khari’s face turned ashen.

“Don’t look so surprised, Little Brother. Did you really think I would just take your word for it, one shipment after the next, valued just as you claim? No, I took out a nice insurance policy. Quite a few within your crew are on my payroll, Khari, and the little messages they’ve passed me these last few weeks have been…instructive, to say the least.”

General Khari tensed up and looked around. He realized that many of his soldiers on deck had been called away elsewhere, replaced by Azik’s finest bodyguards, all of them heavily armed. He also realized that there was not just the one, but in fact three of Azik’s helicopters on the upper deck of the cruise ship. Come to think of it, where was Imari, his own trusted second-in-command? General Khari suddenly felt his mouth turn dry.

“Did you really think I would not notice, friend?” Azik repeated. Amy moaned, impaling her sore snatch on his dick and yet loving the sensations it hurled at her engorged little clit, that piercing rubbing at just the right angle thanks to the pressure of Azik’s monstrous cock. In the back of her mind, though, Amy felt a distinct chill. She wasn’t sure she liked where this conversation was headed. It sounded like it might end in…OW! A new sensation distracted the gorgeous blonde girl.

Azik pinched the blonde girl’s nipples. “Yes, keep fucking me, slut. Move that pussy. I like seeing it bottom out on my dick.” She obeyed, cooing as she felt Azik’s cock straining in her sex. Now he turned back toward General Khari and pointed up to a silhouette at the uppermost level of the cruise ship. “Do you know what that is, Little Brother?” There was a brief moment of recognition. The sheen of the moon’s light bathed the barrel of a perfectly aimed rifle.

General Khari had started to squint up in the direction Azik had pointed. He didn’t see the signal Azik made with his hand right behind him. He realized Azik’s intentions just a second too late. There was the crack of a rifle. General Khari’s body collapsed onto the deck. In tandem several other shots rang out, and then there were pirates getting down on their knees, hands on top of their heads. The remainder of diyarbakır escort bayan General Khari’s crew threw down their weapons and begged for mercy. General Azik merely grinned. Amy gaped at him.

“Well now, little cunt. Now that I’ve liberated you from your captor, do I deserve a reward? Hmm? How do you like your new owner?” Amy didn’t know what to say. She was speechless. Jennifer lay naked on the deck, too scared to even move, as cum seeped from her pussy.

“Answer me, bitch.” General Azik suddenly reached up, grasping her by the throat.

Amy sputtered. “Y-yes Master. You deserve a reward. I-I’ll give you anything.”

He let go of her neck and looked down at their enjoined pubic muffs, his cock mostly hidden inside her wet folds. “Keep fucking me until you CUM, little bitch. That is the reward I wish.” Amy nodded, obeying her new master. She tightened her cunt muscles around his dick, sucking him in as she rode him like a shameless sex slave. Her breasts jostled in perfect rhythm to her impalements. She sheathed his cock in her wet folds, her slit hammering down onto his spear of engorged flesh until she felt herself nearing the pinnacle. Reaching down with one hand, she rubbed her own clit. Between that and the constant friction of the piercing in her hood, the blonde’s clit pulsed, throbbing, and that’s when it finally slammed into her—a massive, mind-altering climax. The girl’s cunt bathed Azik’s cock in sweet, feminine nectar. Her cunt cream flowed and flowed, coating her new Master’s manhood.

With a groan, Azik responded. His hands tightened up on the blonde’s slender waist as he erupted for the second time. He gushed inside her slit, filling up her stretched pussy until it was just a receptacle for his gallon of cum. The excess jism came flowing back out of her cunt lips, dribbling between her thighs and congealing on their enjoined pubic mounds as he kept her snug against him. At last, exhausted by the intensity of her orgasm, Amy flopped forward into the General’s arms. The General Azik stroked Amy’s back and whispered soothingly into her ear.

“Very good, slave. You are a fast learner. A true submissive at heart. In my demanding harem, this trait will serve you well.”

***

“Round up all the passengers.” General Azik stood at the center of the main deck now, giving orders to Haja, his chief of security. Nearly as tall and sturdy as his Master, Haja was nothing if not efficient, ruthless, and, above all—loyal. “Have Khari’s men kneel in one line. Execute them before we leave. I want all the attractive young women and men in two lines, ready to be loaded into the incoming helicopters. Give all the women Plan B pills. We can’t have these sexy American fuck-slaves getting pregnant yet, not until they sell for good money.”

A few of the women and men were kneeling off to the side, Amy, Jennifer, and Scott included. These were the slaves which General Azik had personally selected to join his ‘harem,’ slaves who were not for sale.

“Yes, Master.” Haja nodded, his thick nose ring protruding from his face. “What of the children and the older passengers below deck, General? Shall we dispose of them?”

General Azik raised an eyebrow. “I do not kill the elderly or the young. I am a businessman with sadistic sexual appetites, not a depraved lunatic. Just before the final helicopter leaves, activate the distress beacon and leave them enough food and supplies to tide them over until help can arrive. We take the 42 slaves with us, and any valuables. The rest, we leave.”

Soon, the General strode along the deck, looking at rows of young men and women. They were all naked, wrists bound in front of them, kneeling and looking down dejectedly at the ship’s planking. So many nubile naked young bodies. It made his dick hard as he stalked along the deck. He spotted one dark-haired girl, a pretty, svelte young thing. She had mouth-wateringly gorgeous, firm, pale tits, the areolas so light that it set off the pink tone of her nipples. He caressed those breasts as he bent over, turning her chin up so that he could look into her eyes.

“What is your name, girl?”

“Cayla.”

He knelt down, his hand reaching between her thighs, cupping her young sex. “Would you like to be one of my slaves, Cayla?”

The black-haired girl’s eyes glistened with tears. “Please Sir, where are my parents? What are you going to do with…with the other passengers?”

General Azik’s fingers nudged inside the girl’s delicate slit. He immediately felt the stickiness of so much cum. The girl had been raped recently, probably by at least several men, judging by how swollen her lips were.

“Your parents will be just fine, girl,” he soothed. “I am leaving all the older and younger passengers here, safe and sound. You, however, my sweet, sexy girl, will be another new addition to my harem.”

“No! Please let me go with my parents,” the girl sobbed. But General Azik took hold of Cayla’s face, cupping it with both hands.

“Give me a kiss, little one. Let me taste you.” She whimpered as his lips captured hers, claiming her tongue until one of his big hands slid down her back all the way to her smooth, alluring ass, cupping her ass cheek as she groaned and wondered whether she would ever see her parents again.

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EPILOGUE – SEVEN MONTHS LATER…
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The alabaster-tiled pool was pristine. It shone like a perfect white gemstone beneath the sunny sky. This small, uncharted island in the Pacific might not have been paradise, but it certainly wasn’t far from it. Relaxing on one of his patio sofas, General Azik, naked as the day of his birth, enjoyed the view…not to mention the sensations. A diligent, petite, teenage black-haired girl knelt over his crotch. Cayla laved and sucked at his cock, worshipping it even as he fondled her ass and gently finger-fucked her easily accessible pussy. When he alternated his fingers to rubbing her clit instead, she moaned with his cock in her mouth.

“MMmmmppppp!!!” she sighed, and he petted her clit more vigorously, enjoying the way her cock-slurping grew frenzied in response to the pleasure he was giving her.

“Keep going, sweet girl. You are a good little cock-sucker. Later we will come together…won’t that be nice? For now though, just suck my cock slowly, calmly. I don’t want to cum yet!” Despite Cayla’s urgent efforts, something else had General Azik’s almost-full attention. He looked across the swimming pool at his two pregnant slaves—Amy and Jennifer.

They were both extremely sexy, even when pregnant. In some ways, even more so. There was something breath-taking and uniquely beautiful about a fertile woman swollen with the promise of new life. Two of Azik’s colleagues lay back in reclining beach chairs on the other side of the pool. Fahim lay back with Jennifer’s form poised above his erect shaft. Gamal lay back, hands behind his head, and waited for a very pregnant, buxom blonde to impale her young pussy.

Azik marveled at the girls’ figures. Jennifer and Amy each had the mark of a swollen, distended belly like all pregnancy brings. But they also glowed, their skin vibrant and healthy. Their breasts were so full, so sensitive, like ripe melons. He’d removed the nipple rings, letting the nipples heal in the intervening months. He liked to suck on them now and then. He could not wait until both girls gave birth. He called out now to the two women.

“What are you waiting for, darlings? I told my friends here that you always enjoy a good fuck. Why are you not showing more eagerness?”

A staunch, forbidding figure stood in the background holding a riding crop, one of Azik’s enforcers. He slapped the crop against Amy’s left buttock before switching it for a smack against Jen’s right ass cheek.

“Start fucking, girls. I want to see a very enthusiastic show.”

Amy groaned, easing her awkward figure onto Gamal’s penis. She moaned, slowly impaling her pregnant form on his cock. Gamal groaned with happiness beneath her. His cock slid up into her soft folds, enjoying the delicious, enclosed warmth of the girl’s welcoming slit.

“Uhhh!” Gamal groaned. “I have always wanted to fuck a pregnant woman, General. I am eternally in your debt.”

Meanwhile, Jennifer, just like Amy, was facing so that her ‘guest’ was looking at her beautiful ass as she slowly lowered her pussy onto the waiting girth of his cock. Fahim stroked the girl’s ass cheeks as he watched the pregnant girl’s snatch slowly bottom out on his eager manhood. She started a slow, careful rhythm, but a steady rhythm too, her snug little sex gripping his cock as she fucked him with submissive dedication.

“Oooohhh! I think this brunette fuck-slave may be the best addition to your harem yet,” Fahim said with approval. “When will these sluts give birth?”

General Azik sighed. “Just a month or two, or so my doctor tells me.” He turned to glance at the edge of the pool, where a hog-tied and gagged man lay completely helpless. It was Scott, Amy’s husband. Azik looked into Scott’s eyes as he let the next words hit home. “And even better, according to the paternity tests, I am to be the father of both children.” He stared into Scott’s pained eyes. “Yes, Scott, your wife will give birth to MY child. It won’t be long now. Take heart that I will let you live and breathe long enough to see it.”

THE END***************

Author’s Note: All characters depicted in this story are 18 or older! I hope you liked the story. This is a fantasy. (I do not condone any of these acts in the real world). It’s important to indulge your fantasies sometimes, even the darker ones. For anyone who’s ever needed that in their life, just a safe place to explore those darker desires, this story was for you.

~Kitty

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“House Darcy betrayed the Kingdom of Xeca! They broke their oaths when they joined with the coalition and raised banners against you, my King. By rising to the call of the other Kings, House Darcy has forfeited it’s right to the land we have granted them. Their estates should be pillaged and their castles torn down.”

A soft murmuring of agreement rose from the small council of Dukes, seated at their seats at the grand table of Xeca. At the head of the table sat King Dresden, the young and newly appointed King who had taken the place of his slain cousin.

“Doing so would be a waste of perfectly good castles and innocent lives.” King Dresden replied. A frown was etched into his brow, as it has been since he was named king. “Many of those who would suffer from a wrathful response are commoners, lowly people who had no say in the decisions of their Lord.”

“You are not wrong, your highness.” Lady Ava spoke. She was the late King’s sister and now advisor to the new King Dresden, her cousin. “But House Darcy has to pay a price for betraying us. My spies come to me with news from the coalition’s kingdoms every week, and I’ve heard a great many things about what the Kings of the Coalition do to those that harbor any sympathies for the loyalist factions.”

“Hear, hear.” Said a Duke with a greying beard. He got to his feet and looked to King Dresden. “If you will not punish the traitor cruelly, then the least you can do is to strip the Darcy boy of his titles, my King.”

“I cannot do that either.” King Dresden said after a pause. He was conflicted, but it was obvious he was trying to be merciful. “The Darcy’s control the most powerful Duchy in the Kingdom of Xeca, and their lineage is as ancient as my own.” He shook his head. “ House Darcy has stood by the crown for a thousand years and fought loyally for us in countless battles. I will not take an action so drastic against my family’s closest allies just because of the mistakes of one man.”

“Really? And what of your allies now? What of the men that died for your family in battle against House Darcy? What do they get?”

King Dresden hesitated. He was in a really tight spot, and the other Lords at the table were visibly upset too. After a short pause, Lady Ava spoke again.

“Do you know what they do to our allies in the Coalition kingdoms, your highness?”

King Dresden sighed. “I’ve heard.”

“They put them to death.” Said Lady Ava, looking to the other Lords present. “The Kings of the Coalition execute them horribly for their treason, always slowly and painfully. Sometimes, they even strip them of their titles before exiling them to starve and suffer from fates worst than a simple execution.”

Voices were beginning to be raised now, as the Dukes cried for justice.

“My brother died in battle against Edward Darcy.” Lady Ava reminded with a stern look at King Dresden. “Our former king was killed by a Darcy. That is the highest form of treason.”

“Enough!” King Dresden’s voice boomed, silencing the Lords at his table. “We are at a council, not a tavern! Your new king has called you here to deliberate, not to argue like drunken old men.” The Kings’s dark eyes sharpened as he looked to his cousin. “I will not have any more outbursts at this table, is that understood?”

Lady Ava frowned but then looked away. She seemed frustrated, but said nothing more.

“You are right to be angry, all of you.” King Dresden studied the Lords seated at his table. “But I did not ask to be your King, nor did I want to shoulder this responsibility. And yet here I am.”

He raised his hands up to his sides.

“You chose me because you believed in me, and now I ask that you believe in me once more. A son should not be responsible for the sins of his father, and House Darcy’s illustrious history should not be forsaken for the crimes of one man alone.”

A little bit of chatter came over the many Lords at the table, but none of them voiced their discontent any longer. For now, it seemed that they were going to trust in their King’s decision. Dresden smiled, and turned to the small figure hidden away at the corner of the table.

“Jude Darcy?”

The young boy’s attention had been fixed on the back and forth debate this entire time, hanging onto every word that left the mouths of the men in the room in nervous anticipation. And even though it was his fate that the Lord’s were deliberating on, for the most part of the council it seemed as if they forgot that the only child of the late Edward Darcy was sitting here right amongst them. Until now at least.

Getting up to his feet tentatively, Jude glanced quickly at the Lords all about him. They were shooting him angry glares, with eyes sharp as daggers. He couldn’t blame them, the armies of House Darcy, led by the cruel and violent Edward Darcy, had fought and spilt the blood of their own country men in battles over the past months. And even though his father fell in battle, they still wanted to see someone pay for his crimes.

Even King Dresden had a serious look on his face. Jude looked to him and swallowed hard as he beckoned for the boy to approach him. Stepping away from his seat, Jude Darcy approached the King carefully. His heart was hammering in his chest louder and louder with each step he took, and when the young Lord Darcy finally stopped in front of the King at the head of the grand table, he thought his heart was going to jump out of his chest.

“Your highness.” Jude Darcy let his gaze drop to the ground as he kneeled before his king.

The King’s gaze was emotionless and unwavering. “Jude Darcy, as the new Lord of House Darcy, will you renew your oath and swear your allegiance to your king once more?”

“I will.”

“Will you swear to come to our aid when called for, and heed the orders of your King?”

“I will.”

A short pause.

“Then you are pardoned, Lord Darcy,” King Dresden said. “For the crimes of that your father committed in the name of your honorable house. Rise.”

Jude Darcy rose to his feet and looked up to King Dresden. His expression had softened now, which helped to make the young Lord feel a little more comfortable. Lady Ava, who was seated next to the King, did not seem very happy, however, and neither did the other Lords. The silence that hung in the air over them was dreadful, and Jude could almost feel the eyes of the other Lords glaring at him.

“Return home to your estate.” The King nodded. “There will be much you have to sort out as the new Lord.”

“But before you leave,” Lady Ava suddenly spoke up, surprising everyone. “When you return home, you will probably find yourself a little bit overwhelmed by your new responsibilities as Lord of House Darcy.” She looked to a guard at the door and nodded. “That’s why I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I appoint you a guardian to replace your council, would you?”

The guard opened the door and a robed man strode through. He was an old man, bearded and wrinkly, and Jude immediately knew him as a priest.

“Cleric Horan,” Lady Ava introduced. “One of the holiest men in the Kingdom of Xeca.” She turned to Jude and her eyes flashed dangerously. “A young man like yourself surely wouldn’t be able to rule all by himself, so Cleric Horan here will act as your advisor and ensure your duties are completed. You’d like that now, wouldn’t you Lord Darcy?”

Jude Darcy contemplated this for several seconds. Lady Ava was essentially abolishing his own council with one of her own men, obviously so that she could keep the young Darcy in check. But with all eyes on him, and everyone already unhappy that he was not going to be punished, could Jude really refuse Lady Ava’s offer? The answer was clear to him.

“N-No. I wouldn’t mind that at all, Lady Ava.” He bowed his head to the King’s advisor. “Thank you for your generosity today, my lady. I swear to you that from today nevşehir escort onward, House Darcy will be your most loyal servant.”

“Of course.” King Dresden nodded. “Now go, return to your Duchy. I’m sure you will find that your lands are not in very good shape; your people have suffered more than any from the battles. Tend to them, help them, Lord Darcy. Do what your father could not.”

And so, with another bow, Jude turned and hurried out of the council chambers followed by Cleric Horan behind him. He could not get away from the antagonistic gazes of the other Lords quickly enough.

••••••••••••••

Cameron was groggily awakened from his slumber as the carriage came to a stop.

“Wake up, little Leo.” Lord Remington said as he shook the boy gently. “We have arrived.”

For weeks now, Cameron had sat inside a carriage as they travelled across Ellyria. By day, Cameron conversed with the different men and soldiers escorting him and Lord Remington to the Kingdom of Xeca, trying to get used to the new persona that he was assuming. But when the sun went down and the night grew dark, Cameron made hot, passionate love to the man that saved his life inside the privacy of their shared carriage, sleeping together every night.

At first, anal sex with Lord Remington had hurt Cameron a lot. Even though he was bigger than the average kid, being from the western Kingdoms, he was still only thirteen and he was smaller than Lord Remington.

After a while though, Cameron got used to it, and his tight little butt hole began to stretch out more easily. Ever since then, their nights had become far more enjoyable for Cameron, and it was no longer just about pleasing Lord Remington. Cameron had come to quite like it too. The feeling of the older man’s fingers caressing his hairless hole, and his hard dick pumping deep inside of him were quite erotic.

“Hmm?” Cameron answered groggily. “We’re here?”

“Yes,” The old Lord said. “And in a few minutes you will have to step out to present yourself to the Lord of House Darcy, so you’ll have to look your best. Come, stand here.”

Cameron got up and straightened out his clothes. They were made of fine cloth and only the finest material, comparable to the clothes he wore as nobility back home. But unlike the bright colors of his House that he used to wear, these clothes were grey and a blood red, the colors of House Darcy.

For several minutes, Lord Remington fussed over Cameron, straightening out his bed hair and rubbing some oil on his face so that he didn’t look like he was just waking up. At the same time, he was telling the boy about how he’s correspond with him via letters whenever riders were headed his way, and would also try to come back and see him whenever he could.

“You don’t have to worry.” The old Lord assured him. “I’ll always be there for you.”

Finally, after Lord Remington decided that Cameron looked fresh enough, the two departed their carriage, stepping out into the bright sunlight of the afternoon sun.

“Oh, and one more thing,” The old Lord suddenly said, whispering to Cameron as they walked across the courtyard. “The old Lord Darcy has passed. The new Lord of this House is a boy, just like you.”

“A boy?” Cameron was surprised to hear that, but had no time to pursue the subject further. Why didn’t Lord Remington mention that before?

“Lord Remington!” An old man, garbed in the robes of a priest was the first to greet them at the courtyard. “I am glad to see that you’ve made it safely.”

“As am I glad to see that you’ve adjusted so well to life in Court here.”

Cameron watched as the two old men hugged. Behind the priest, however, Cameron spotted another boy standing there, dressed also in the colors of House Darcy though his were more ornate and regal than the attire of pages that Cameron wore. Surely, this had to be the boy Lord Darcy that Lord Remington told him about.

“And Lord Darcy,” Lord Remington said as he looked past the old priest and saw the boy behind him. “It is an honor to finally meet the new Lord of the great House Darcy.”

The young Lord bowed his head at the older Lord. “Please, the honor is mine, Lord Remington.” He said timidly. “Your brilliance is revered all throughout Ellyria.”

Cameron studied the other boy as they conversed with one another while he stood back. There was something about his grey eyes that seemed familiar, it was an anxiety and uncertainty that Cameron knew all too well. This young Lord was wound up a little tight, and the worry was evident on his face as Cameron watched him speak with Lord Remington. He was afraid to make a mistake, afraid of what might happen to him if he did so, just as Cameron had been a few weeks ago.

He was also shorter than Cameron’s five foot four, standing probably at about five foot even or maybe a little less than that. Also, in contrast to Cameron’s blonde hair, the boy Lord had brown hair, and while Cameron’s skin was a smooth olive, the boy’s face was pale in the frosty air of the Northern Kingdoms.

“Ah, and this must be the little page boy you were talking about.” The old priest suddenly said, turning his attentions to Cameron. “He surely does seem like a handsome one.”

“Yes, this is Cameron.” Lord Remington introduced. “The son of a poor butcher. His father sold him into servitude to me last year, and since then he had turned into one of my finest attendants. I am very sure you will be just as pleased with his services just as I was, Lord Darcy.”

Snapped out of his thoughts, Cameron smiled at the compliment and quickly recalled all his lessons with Lord Remington on how he should behave as a page boy and bowed his head.

“Your Holiness,” He said to the old priest, then turned slightly to Lord Darcy. “Your excellency, I want to thank you for receiving me here at your home.”

The priest smiled. “Of course, we never can have too many page boys in a castle now, can we?” He put his hand on Cameron’s shoulder. “My name is Horan, and this little Lord over here is Jude Darcy.”

Cameron looked to the young Lord and smiled at him. The other boy managed a smile back.

“That’s Lord Darcy to him, of course.” Lord Remington added with a laugh, and turned to Lord Darcy. “And if I may ask, Lord Darcy, how old were you again?”

“I turned thirteen, a week ago.” Jude Darcy answered.

“That’s interesting,” Lord Remington ruffled Cameron’s short blonde hair. “He’s thirteen too.”

Cleric Horan raised his brows and turned to Cameron. “That’s just perfect! Having a page boy the same age as our Lord opens up many opportunities for companionship.”

“Perhaps,” Lord Remington interrupted. “But for now, let’s brief the little Cameron here about what his duties would be during his stay at the Darcy Estate.”

“He is right,” Cleric Horan agreed. “Lord Remington is a busy man. Come, boys, let’s go. The two of you can get to know each other while we tour the estate.”

••••••••••••••••

Jude Darcy was laying on his bed, reading from a thick book. It was nighttime now, and the young Lord liked to read before he turned in for the night. It was a habit he had developed recently, ever since he became the new Lord of House Darcy and shouldered the responsibility of pulling together a Duchy that was falling apart in the aftermath of a costly rebellion.

The young Lord Darcy found that he learnt quite a lot from these books, which helped him be more informed when making decisions, even if that was not what many people wanted him to do. Jude Darcy knew that the only reason Lady Ava abolished his council and assigned Cleric Horan to become his guardian was so that she could control what House Darcy could and could not do.

Sighing, the young boy put down his book and reflected on that. If he had to be honest, that was a smart choice on Lady Ava’s part. escort nevşehir In recent years, House Darcy hasn’t exactly been the staunchest followers of the crown, and when Edward Darcy refused to bow down to the Jade Empress and declared rebellion, not many people were really surprised.

In fact, what it did was it finally gave them all a good excuse to put down House Darcy once and for all. An opportunity that King Dresden took away from the people. No wonder none of the Lords trusted him, a mere boy and the son of the man who killed their old King in battle.

Edward Darcy was a bad man. The other Lords knew that he was violent and unpredictable, but at home it was even worst. His father was a warrior, and prized combat skill above all else. And that was why Jude was and has always been his biggest and greatest shame. Jude had never been athletic growing up. He was thin and frail, and had problems with his health from the very moment he was born. His father often beat him because of this, but he also took his frustrations out on Jude’s poor mother, the Lord’s wife.

He used to physically and verbally abuse her, and often slept around with all the different courtiers in the castle openly and without shame. In fact, word of Edward Darcy’s skill and prowess in bed became so widespread that many females would come to their court and do their best to impress Jude’s father, all so that they might have a chance to sleep with him. In the end, Jude’s mother could take no more, and she left.

But, even with all the terrible things Edward Darcy used to do, Jude had still loved his father very much, and tried his best to make him proud. And when the riders came in the dead of night with news that his father had been slain in battle by King Dresden himself, avenging the previous King, Jude Darcy had spent the entire night crying, unable to sleep even a wink.

Since then, it had been a constant spiral downward, and the only time that Jude felt even slightly hopeful was today when he received the new page boy. Cameron would be the first attendant the young Lord Darcy would have besides Cleric Horan, and they both were the same age as one another. Jude had also never really had friends his age, and so he hoped that the both of them could become good friends.

A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts.

“Excuse me, Lord Darcy?” A sweet voice came as the door opened. It was Mathilda, a young servant girl and one of the new courtiers. “I came to bring you some refreshments, just in case you were feeling thirsty.”

“Mathilda, it’s almost bedtime.” Jude said. This was odd, Mathilda had only been given the duties to attend to his personal chambers this morning, since the old servant lady needed to return home to tend to her dying father. And Jude never once remembered being offered water to drink before bed.

But Mathilda continued to stand at the door and gave him a cute smile. “What, afraid you’ll wet your bed at night? Come on, Lord Darcy, you’re not a child anymore.” A playful look came across her face. “In fact, you’re growing up to be quite the young man, just like your father.

Jude cringed at Mathilda as she began to giggle. He didn’t like to be compared to his father, he just didn’t wanna be the type of man he was.

“Um… Okay then, just set it right there.”

The young servant girl smiled sweetly and stepped into Lord Darcy’s chambers, closing the door behind her. She was dressed in the typical white dress that all servant girls of House Darcy wore, mandated by his father of course. It was a little too revealing for Jude’s taste however, and he usually had to avert his eyes when engaging in conversation with any of the young servant girls to keep from being distracted. This time, though, Jude just could not help but stare at Mathilda.

Mathilda was about nineteen years old, not the youngest girl they had in court, but she was among the youngest. She had dirty blonde hair that wasn’t too long, tied back into a cute pony tail, and her lips were always cherry red when contrasted with the smooth, fair skin of her face.

Today, however, Jude noticed that her white dress show quite a little bit more cleavage than usual. And as Mathilda put the tray of drinks down on a study table in his room, she turned around to face him and caught the young Lord staring right at her chest.

Immediately, Jude turned away and looked back down to the book he was reading, but Mathilda had already seen him. Luckily for him she did not make mention of his staring, which would’ve embarrassed the young Jude Darcy. But she did still giggle a little, which made his face go red.

“You know, I’ve never seen a Lord’s chambers before.” Mathilda was just standing there now, at the foot of his bed. “It’s really nice, much nicer than the quarters we live in.”

Jude merely nodded. What was she still doing here? The young Lord was used to being tended to and having his servants leave right after, and that was something he was really hoping for right now. Not because he was mean or anything, but because the young boy was too embarrassed to make eye contact with that beautiful girl right in front of him.

“Your bed even seems like it’s big enough for more than one person.” Mathilda noted casually, looking expectantly at Jude as she moved up along the side of his bed. “Can I try it?”

“Huh?” Jude might not have been really reading his book right now, but he was still caught by surprise by that request.

“Your bed, silly.” Mathilda giggled. “Can I lay down with you.”

Jude thought about that for less than a moment. The request seemed innocent enough, why not?

“Go ahead.” The little Lord Darcy shrugged, his eyes going back to the pages on his book as if he didn’t care.

In reality though, his heart was pounding, and the boy was getting nervous thinking about just what this could be leading to. Could it be that the servants girls of House Darcy had their eyes on him, now that Jude was the only other male in the court besides page boys and priests? No, that couldn’t be possible. They were attracted to the old Lord Darcy, the tall, muscular, and brave man, not some pale skinned wimpy boy.

“Oh, finally I get to rest a little.” Mathilda moaned in an overtly sexual manner as she laid her body down to rest beside Jude on the bed. She turned to look at him, which Jude saw from the corner of his eyes, and then she snuggled up a little closer to him. “Boy am I exhausted.”

Trying hard and failing to focus on the book, Jude simply lay on the bed silently for several minutes. Mathilda was laying very close to him, and he found that the feeling of another person’s body pressing against him was extremely stimulating, even though she was still clothed.

Finally, after several seconds of almost unbearable silence for Jude, Mathilda turned to him and spoke. “Have you ever kissed a girl?”

Jude looked to her but found himself unable to hold her gaze. Mathilda was beautiful, and she had this innocent and curious expression about her.

“No.”

“Really? Not even just a little peck?”

“Never.”

In court, there was ever only young women and old generals around, so there weren’t any children Jude’s age when he was growing up. Also, Edward Darcy wasn’t exactly the most liked Lord in the Kingdom, and because of that, Jude never did meet the other Dukes’ children or had a chance to befriend a girl around his age.

“Well, do you want to try it then?” Mathilda giggled. “You’ve become quite too old to not have kissed a girl before. Especially since you’re a Lord now, a thousand girls would die to become your wife.” She turned to face him on the bed, pressing her body even closer to his. “You don’t want to tell them that you’ve never kissed a girl before when that happens, do you?”

“I… I guess so.”

Jude was nervous, probably more than he nevşehir escort bayan had ever been now, and could feel his heart pounding in his chest and his throat go dry. Lying on the bed, Jude was looking straight down at his toes as he considered how he would approach this, and from the corner of his eye, he could see Mathilda already looking at him expectantly, waiting.

Come on man, just do it!

Closing his eyes, Jude turned and quickly leaned forward into Mathilda’s face, planting a quick peck onto her cherry lips. It was rushed, quick, and awkward, and Jude even bumped his nose into hers. But still, Jude had finally kissed a girl, and the young boy lay back down on his bed, looking down at his toes again in embarrassment.

“Was that it?” Mathilda looked like she was holding back laughter. “Really?”

Jude felt his face flush even more. Right now, all he wanted to do was just turn away, throw his blankets over himself, and go to sleep. He just wanted to escape from this embarrassment. Mathilda, probably sending some of his discomfort, put a hand on his shoulder.

“Hey, don’t take it personally, I was just teasing.” She got up off the bed. “Here, let’s get a little more comfortable, shall we?”

The young boy’s heart actually skipped a beat as Mathilda pulled her tight dress over her head and dropped it to the floor, leaving her standing totally nude.

“Like what you see?”

Instinctively, Jude turned away the moment he caught a glimpse of Mathilda’s nakedness, but the young servant girl merely giggled at his shyness.

“It’s okay, little Lord, there’s no need to be shy.” Mathilda’s soft hands found his chin, turning the boy’s face to her. “Here, look at me.”

Jude’s mouth was hanging wide open as he stared and ogled at the young woman’s beautifully shaped body. Her skin was a radiant olive complexion, common to those from the West, and her smooth toned body was slim and petite. Even her breasts weren’t too big, and yet not too small, and they were what Jude found himself fixated on, staring at those firm mounds protruding from her chest like something from every boy’s wet dream.

“Um… I-Uh…”

“You’re nervous, I get it.” Mathilda said, lying back down on the bed with him. Her voice was both sweet and inviting, and Jude was beginning to find it hard to resist. “But things are different now, you’re not a boy anymore. You’re the Lord of House Darcy.”

Jude finally allowed himself to turn and look at Mathilda. She didn’t have a huge bust or extremely large hips, but there was still something about her naked slim and slenderness that was enticing. Her breasts were medium sized and perky, while her nipples stood extremely erect. Jude looked up at her smiling face, and felt his curiosity and desire taking over his body.

“Go on,” She urged. “You can do as you please with me.”

Before he knew it, Jude had his shirt off too and was all over Mathilda. Climbing on top of her, Jude was kissing and licking and sucking on her cherry red lips, groaning and grunting softly as the older girl kissed back too.

Every time her soft and tender tongue flicked against his lips, the young adolescent shivered in ecstatic pleasure. Obviously, this wasn’t Mathilda’s first time fooling around. But for the barely teenaged Jude, it was his first time experiencing anything like this, and he just couldn’t resist the allure of Mathilda’s body. Her breasts were soft and tender, feeling like nothing he had ever felt before, and every time Jude’s fingers ran over her erect nipples in caressing strokes, Mathilda would shudder gently in erotic pleasure.

Minutes went by, and by now Jude could feel the familiar pressure pressing against his trousers. Ever since he was twelve, he had begun noticing women in a more adult way, and since then he’d been getting spontaneous erections for little to no reason at all throughout the day. However, the young boy had never had one as stiff or throbbing as the one he had now, and he had to pause momentarily to adjust his trousers.

“Something bothering you?” Mathilda giggled. Her hands too had wandered Jude’s bare little body as they kissed one another, sending ripples of pleasure like he had never felt before down his spine, but now her hands began to wander lower than they had ever gone.

“Kind of.” Jude felt himself smile a little, swallowing hard as he did. His throat was dry, it always became dry when he was nervous, but at the same time the little Lord was excited. Mathilda was a beautiful girl, and it was no secret many men wanted her. Jude had seen many of the old Lords and courtiers cast lustful looks her way.

Mathilda’s soft hands reached Jude’s trousers now, which were only barely clinging onto the boy’s slim hips. “We’d better fix that then.”

Her hands grabbed at his bulge, eliciting a soft cry of surprise and pleasure from Jude at the feeling of being groped through his trousers for the first time. The sensations of pleasure was only temporary however, as Mathilda’s hands quickly left his crotch.

“Don’t be so upset,” Mathilda said, reaching up to kiss the young boy in the neck. “It isn’t over yet…”

Groaning and grunting in pleasure as the young servant girl kissed and sucked and licked the soft skin on the young boy’s slender neck, Jude could feel Mathilda’s fingers slide under the waistband of his trousers, stretching the waistband up over his waist with one hand and sliding her other hand in.

“U-Ugh, Mathilda…”

The young adolescent Lord was overwhelmed with carnal pleasure. Mathilda’s hand found his throbbing cock and had taken it into its tender grip, stroking it all the while giggling with lewd intent. This combined with her sucking and kissing Jude’s neck, was too much for him, and in only a few minutes he felt his hips rocking in rhythm as he felt himself come close to climaxing.

“I’m… close…” Jude barely managed to gasp in time. “I’m cumming!”

Surprisingly, Mathilda then stopped kissing the boy’s neck, pulling him up instead so that he straddled her breasts. Pointing his cock to them, Mathilda stroked both harder and faster, letting Jude cum on her breasts when it was finally time. Electric jolts of ecstasy and pleasure filled the boy’s body as clear semen erupted from the tip of his rigid hard cock, spraying all over Mathilda’s tits and naked chest

“Ah!”

Jude gasped and collapsed down onto his bed next to Mathilda, completely spent. His adolescent semen was still thin and clear and had barely dribbled out of his cock when he came, and yet that was probably one of the young boy’s most powerful orgasms. It made him tired.

Laying side by side for several moments together, Jude basked in the warmth of a woman’s embrace for the first time. Mathilda was a beautiful and fully developed woman, and Jude enjoyed even the quiet moments he spent with her in bed, just laying down with her and burying his face into her nude body. Unfortunately, it did not last long.

“What in the heavens is going on here?”

The door swung open and Jude nearly jumped up. There at the door stood Cleric Horan, aghast and face fixed in a holy fury.

“You, servant girl! Get off him this instant!”

Mathilda quickly sprung off the bed while Jude remained rooted to it in shock and surprise. Cleric Horan meanwhile, was at no loss for words and began to lecture Mathilda for several moments, before finally sending her away and storming right up to Jude.

“And you, boy,” His face was scrunched up with seething rage. For a moment, Jude was afraid that Cleric Horan was actually going to hit him, like his dad used to always do. Jude may have been a Lord, yes, but he was a boy Lord, and under Lady Ava’s thumb at this point in time. If Cleric Horan really wanted to, he could actually strike Jude in front of the whole court without a single person speaking up in his defense.

But luckily, no such thing happened. Cleric Horan merely stopped several feet away from Jude, eyes fixed on the nervous young boy who was still naked, and spoke in a low voice. “I’ll deal with you in the morning. Go to bed.”

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Friday Afternoon Delights

It was Friday again, 4pm, and Phillip’s last appointment for the week. She’ll be here any minute, he thought. He wondered if she’d bring Bobby, or maybe somebody new. Last few times she brought Bobby. Phillip rolled his eyes thinking about it. No way that kid shaves more than once a week. No way. What the hell was she thinking? Maybe Bobby was a good fuck – malleable anyway, with potential, someone with the stamina to at least try and get it right. Hell, maybe he was the man (well, boy) of her dreams. Phillip smiled to himself. Fifty-fifty she shows up at all, much less with Bobby. It was quiet in his office. Nearly everyone in the building was gone. Ten minutes passed and, more disappointed than mad, he began clearing his desk. But as he placed her file into his drawer he heard a knock at the door, the hinges creaking as it opened. He looked up, smiling, beaming really. “Sara,” he said, in his most welcoming, if overeager tone. “Come in. How are you?” “We’re fine,” she said smiling and pulling…who was it? Yes, well I’ll be damned. Who else? She held Bobby’s hand, leading him into the room. Phillip stood as she came around the desk and kissed his cheek. He breathed in smelling her perfume. It was soft and intoxicating. Her hair flowed down over her shoulders. Her lips were warm and damp against his cheek; he savored this small kiss.

“How’s my favorite therapist this week?” she asked, a faint mocking tone in her voice, so faint really he wondered if it was there at all. Maybe it was him, his oversensitive imagination. She wore a white cotton sundress with a low neckline (and no bra, Phillip imagined) and pearled buttons down the front. She was barefoot, having slipped off her shoes when she entered the room. She was 34, incredibly beautiful, and like Phillip, had been married 12 years. Not to Bobby of course, but she was married. Phillip imagined Bobby knew but was careful not bring it up. Surely Bobby knew; certainly Sara’s husband knew about Bobby. Sara walked back to Bobby and, looping her arm through his, turned again to Phillip. “I’m sorry we’re late, but we got distracted,” she said, giggling like she was, well, like she was Bobby’s age. She nuzzled Bobby’s neck. Slightly embarrassed he looked at Phillip and said hello. She must have hit a nerve just then because Bobby flinched and moved back, shrugging his shoulder. She laughed and leaned into him, nearly falling as though she were drunk. She kissed his cheek. “Mmm, you love that, don’t you Bobby,” she said. Bobby smiled and, to her delight, kissed her lightly. “Hello, Bobby” Phillip said. Bobby was tall, vaguely lanky, and at 23, young as hell. He was strong, too, with broad shoulders and muscular arms. His skin was tanned and his hair was a sun streaked blond, longer than most boys wore. Still, he looked clean-cut, athletic. (Hell, Phillip thought, how can you not look clean-cut if you don’t have to shave?) Just a bit, so he was sure nobody noticed, Phillip straightened his shoulders and sucked in his gut.

“Please, have a seat,” he said, motioning them to the chairs in front of his desk. “Let’s sit on the couch today. You don’t mind, do you Phillip?” Sara said on her way to the couch, Bobby in tow. Phillip flushed red as a wave of thoughts swirled through his mind, remembering the last time she chose to sit there. They had been alone then. Trying to recover, he swallowed, and as casually as possible said, “That’s fine, Sara. That’s fine.” Reaching the end of the small couch she turned, swinging Bobby around, then fell back pulling him down next to her. Phillip sat back down and opened the file. He shuffled through the pages coming to the last sheet. On it was a single note. It read, “You love this game.” He tried to remember why he had written it, and who “you” referred to. Underneath the note he dew a line across the page, placed the date in the margin, and looked up. Sara quickly launched into an account of her week. Both men listened, nodding as appropriate, Phillip scribbling a note now and then. At some point Sara asked, “Why are some people so inhibited?” Phillip didn’t respond immediately, but after a moment he realized she was waiting for an answer. Caught off guard, he said, “Well, I suppose everyone has some inhibitions, don’t they?” Sara smiled. “Everyone?” she asked. Before Phillip could respond she added, “Not everyone. Bobby doesn’t.” Then as if to prove her point she turned and kissed Bobby sensuously. Phillip watched as she playfully snaked her tongue into his mouth.

When they separated she looked back at Phillip and said, “I don’t.” Phillip could mersin escort think of no response and the room fell silent. Then Sara stood up and, unfastening the top button of her dress, said, “Well, I don’t think I do.” She unbuttoned her dress to her waist but held it closed. Her eyes were glued to Phillip’s. He did not move, did not flinch. Then Bobby sat forward and placed his hands on her calves. Sara closed her eyes and Bobby’s hands moved beneath her dress, up along thighs, revealing her sensuous legs. Then, his hands on her hips, he made two fists. When he did Sara relaxed her arms and the dress fell from her shoulders revealing her full, luminous white breasts. Bobby’s fists moved down her legs, pulling off her panties and allowing her dress to fall. She stood naked now before them both. Phillip’s eyes were drawn to the trimmed pubic hair disappearing between her legs. Sara smiled broadly. He realized how he must look and averted his eyes. “Sara, please…” he began. She cut him off. “Shhhh,” she said, pressing her finger to her lips. Her eyes were wide and her mouth held the faintest of smiles. Phillip’s heart raced and his stomach churned, but he said nothing else. Sara turned and faced Bobby. Through her parted legs Phillip saw him raise his hips and slide off his pants. Leaning forward Bobby undressed, and when he leaned back again Phillip glimpsed his half-hard dick swing back and rest sideways on his thigh.

Still looking at Bobby, Sara said, “Come closer Phillip, so you can see.” Phillip’s pulse raced as he stood up and moved closer. He took in their profiles, Sara standing, Bobby sitting. Neither looked at him as he sat down at the opposite end of the couch. Sara moved closer to Bobby, straddling his legs, and motioned him to lean forward. When he did she bent down and kissed him lustfully. Afterwards she stood upright again and Bobby began kissing her thighs. Her eyes closed and she pulled his face to her mound. He quickly found her clit and alternated between sucking and licking it. Sara moved her hand to her breast, massaging it, and upon finding her nipple, pinched and kneaded it roughly while grinding herself against Bobby’s mouth. In a moment her body began to shudder and she moaned with pleasure as she looked down at Bobby. Then suddenly she pushed him back, bent down, and kissed him again. She groped at his mouth with her lips and tongue, lapping her juices. She told Bobby to lie back and as he did he swung his legs onto the couch. His feet rested next to Phillip, still sitting transfixed by the scene unfolding before him. Sara dropped to her knees and took Bobby’s dick in her hand. He was fully erect now. Phillip was shocked at its size. Holding it at the base, her fingers could not touch her palm and Phillip thought she could have gripped it with her other hand, like a bat, without touching the thick head. Sara pulled up slowly on the shaft causing the head to swell larger and darken into a deep violet. She moved forward then and pressed her lips to the tip, kissing it, swabbing the slit. Then she opened her mouth further to accommodate the head, bathing it with her tongue.
Slowly she took in more. Her mouth soon strained with its thickness and she could go no further. She struggled to hold it in her throat for a moment but quickly gave in and moved back up its length. She was experimenting, Phillip thought, seeing how much she could take, and having failed to take it all, relented, and returned her attention to the head and shaft just below. She sucked him in earnest now, jacking him off as she stuffed his cock into her mouth. Phillip watched intently, absorbing the site and sounds. Bobby began thrusting his hips up, matching her rhythm. She continued for a moment, quickening her pace, Bobby intensifying his trusts. But then she stopped abruptly and leaned back, jacking him off slowly. She stood up and turned toward Phillip. Their eyes met. He realized it was the first time she had noticed him since undressing. His own dick strained in his pants and he shifted uncomfortably. Sara straddled Bobby, one leg still on the floor, and slowly lowered herself onto him. As her pussy met the tip of Bobby’s cock Phillip lowered his eyes to watch her envelop him. Slowly she eased down its length, his cock filling her. Nearly impaled on it she gasped and stopped. She rocked her hips for a moment getting used to his size, then continued down until it was completely inside her. Her one hand found her clit, the other her breast. After a moment she leaned back and rested on Bobby, her shoulders next to his on the arm of the couch. They began escort mersin kissing then, finding a rhythm pushing into one another, Bobby’s cock stretching her pussy with each thrust. Sara looked again at Phillip, smiling, grinding herself onto Bobby. Then she sat forward and held out her hand. Her smile deepened.

“Come here,” she said. Without consciously deciding, Phillip did as she asked. Bobby spread his legs and Phillip moved closer, facing Sara on his knees. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth. Phillip savored the wetness of her lips, the warmth of her tongue. He felt her body surge each time Bobby thrust into her. Then Sara pushed Phillip’s head to her breast and he sucked her nipple roughly into his mouth. Her head fell back and she moaned. Phillip massaged her breasts, sucking one then the other as her body undulated on Bobby. After a moment she leaned back again leaving Phillip awkwardly leaning over them. Pushing his shoulders, she nudged him lower. Phillip kissed down her stomach and when he reached her mound he tentatively kissed around her there. She moaned softly and Phillip paused to watch Bobby’s cock slide inside her. Sara fingered her clit and arched her hips toward Phillip. He knew what she wanted and obeyed. He pressed his lips to her clit, sucking it into his mouth. She thrust down on Bobby’s cock and moaned loudly. Phillip tongued her clit and soon she began bucking harder on Bobby’s cock. Phillip pressed his tongue hard against her clit as she bounced up and down. Then, arching her hips too much, Bobby’s cock slipped out. All three suddenly stopped. Phillip moved back, looking at it, then at Sara. She smiled, her eyes meeting his. “Put it inside me,” she said seductively. Phillip stared at Bobby’s cock, hard and glistening with her juices. Then in what felt more like reflex than decision, he grasped the shaft. He was appalled at its size, it felt so large in his hand compared to his own. Suddenly, and without thinking, he stroked his fist up and down its length. Three times his hand slid over the slick head and down again, squeezing tightly. Then as if coming out of his trance he looked up.

Sara and Bobby watched him intently. Phillip flushed and looked down again, quickly pushing Bobby’s dick back inside her. Bobby pushed deeper into her then and Phillip returned his attention to her clit. Again he sucked it into his mouth as Bobby began thrusting into her. Their rhythm increased and Phillip tongued her pussy relentlessly even as Bobby’s cock brushed across his chin. Soon her moans turned to shrieks and she held Phillip’s head as she began to quiver. Bobby pistoned into her and Phillip lapped feverishly at her pussy, both men intent on making her cum. “Oh, fuck,” she cried again and again, as her orgasm washed over her. As her orgasm subsided Phillip moved back and watched Bobby continue pounding into her. Even the veins of Bobby’s cock swelled now. But then Phillip heard Sara whisper, “Wait, not yet.” Phillip looked up at Sara as Bobby slowed his pace once more. She leaned forward and pushed Phillip back so he was sitting up on the couch again. Then she moved off Bobby, over to Phillip, and sat straddling him. She kissed him roughly, grinding her hips on his stiff cock. She kissed and bit his neck, sending chills down his spine, then moved to his ear, kissing him softly as she unfastened his pants. Her hand found his dick and gripped it tightly. “Did you like that,” she said. “Yes,” Phillip whispered back, anxious to please her.

She bit his ear playfully and said, “You liked touching Bobby’s dick, didn’t you.” Phillip’s eyes opened wide but he did not respond. Sara smiled to herself feeling his body tense beneath her, his cock twitch in her hand. “I want you to touch it again,” she said, and after pausing, added, “I want you to put it in your mouth.” Phillip’s mind reeled and his heart beat wildly. Sara looked at him and her smile deepened seeing his distress. “Come over here, Bobby,” she said in an even tone. Bobby stood and approached them as Sara moved over and sat on her knees facing Phillip. Phillip’s eyes followed her, still in disbelief. Bobby stood before him now, and moved closer, straddling his legs as Sara had done to Bobby earlier. “Look at it,” Sara cooed. Phillip shifted his gaze as Sara reached up and grasped the base of Bobby’s dick, pulling it toward Phillip. Bobby leaned forward and braced himself with his arms against the wall behind the couch. Sara tightened her grip causing the head to swell. Phillip studied it, the purple head, the long thick shaft. He thought again how large mersin escort bayan it was and had an impulse to touch it. “Open your mouth,” Sara said, pulling Bobby’s dick still closer. The head brushed Phillip’s lip and electricity shot through his body. He knew then he would do it, and even more, that he wanted to. Sara pressed the head to his lips and Phillip opened his mouth, accepting the tip. He swabbed his tongue across the slit then opened his mouth wider, taking in the head. As he did he reached up and gripped the shaft, his hand next to Sara’s. His tongue swirled around the head and he savored the taste and feel of Bobby’s cock in his mouth.

He opened wider taking it in further and soon felt the tip against the back of this throat. He strained to swallow still more but realized he could not. His mouth slid back up its length, sucking the head again, then back down. Sara let go and Phillip’s hand slid up and down Bobby’s shaft, jacking him off slowly into his mouth. In a moment Bobby moaned and Phillip realized how forcefully he was now sucking him, and how much he liked it. He moved his mouth up and down faster on Bobby’s cock and sucked him intently. He began to feel Bobby push into his mouth, bucking his hips as he sucked him. Phillip held still then, letting Bobby’s dick slide back and forth through his lips and fist. He heard Bobby groan and squeezed his cock harder. In the corner of his eye he saw Sara. It was her turn to watch, transfixed. Bobby moaned again and Phillip looked up at him. Bobby’s face was contorted and Phillip realized he was about to cum. Phillip opened his mouth wide and pressed the tip against his tongue jacking him off fiercely into his mouth. “Do it, Bobby,” he heard Sara say. Bobby groaned loudly and bucked his hips forward. Phillip felt the warm sperm hit his tongue. He pressed his lips around the head of Bobby’s cock and jacked him off feverishly as more thick cum splashed into his mouth. Bobby grabbed his dick, his eyes meeting Phillip’s. Pulling out of his mouth he pumped himself through his fist, shooting a stream of cum onto Phillip’s lips and chin. Phillip held Bobby’s gaze and opened his mouth wide as Bobby came in wave after wave on his face and neck.

When his orgasm had nearly subsided Bobby pressed his dick again to Phillip’s lips and Phillip sucked and licked the tip, drawing in the last drops of cum. Suddenly Sara leaned forward and pushed Phillip back, kissing him passionately. Phillip’s cock ached; he could feel his orgasm welling inside him. He groaned and retuned Sara’s kiss, probing her mouth with his tongue, sharing Bobby’s seamen. Then he gasped as something warm and wet covered his dick. The sensation was stunning. His body tensed and he opened his eyes to see Sara watching him as they kissed. She held his face to hers tightly as his orgasm burst through him, gushing cum into Bobby’s mouth. It cascaded through Phillip in hot waves, each more intense than the last. He closed his eyes, immersed in pleasure. Only as it began to recede did he realize how fast his heart beat, how labored his breath came. As he finally caught his breath Sara kissed him gently. Then Phillip leaned his head back and closed his eyes, weak and numb. After a moment Phillip looked up. He did not move as Sara and Bobby dressed. As they prepared to leave, Sara leaned over Phillip and smiled. “No inhibitions here,” she whispered, kissing his cheek softly. “See you next week,” she said. Phillip made no reply but watched as they left. He sat alone for some time then finally stood up. He walked into the bathroom attached to his office and after splashing himself with water and wiping his face, looked in the mirror. He looked closely, studying his eyes. After a long moment he cast a slight smile and shook his head as if in disbelief. Then he walked back into his office, straightened up as best he could, and left. It was late when he arrived home, the twilight beginning to fade. The babysitter’s car was in the driveway but the house was quiet when he came in. The children were playing in the back yard and he stood watching them through a window. In a moment his wife came up behind him, snaking her arms around his waist. Her touch was tender and warm; it soothed and reassured him. “You’re late,” she said. “I’m sorry,” he replied, still watching the children; “It took a while to get out of the office.” Spinning him around she smiled and said, “It’s OK, I just got home, too.” Just then the babysitter called from the next room, “I’m going now.” “Ok, Thanks again,” Phillip’s wife called back. Then the babysitter peaked around the corner and said, “See you again next Friday then, Sara?” Sara’s smile widened as she gazed into Phillip’s eyes. “Yes, definitely. Next Friday!”

The End

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Spring was giving way to summer, and the heat had begun to increase as the
days got longer. Winter coats were shed for lighter spring ones, then finally
for jackets and even going without. The heavy clothing of winter was gradually
being replaced as the seasons changed, and Janet watched as the trendy women
of Greenwich wore the newest fashions that season.

But not Janet, who would wear either a full blouse or dress, in order to conceal
the scars on her back. Unlike the scarlet letter of colonial times, Janet wore
hers on her back, and it was marked into her skin. Janet could only wonder about
the reaction that she would cause if she were to wear a tank top or something
else that exposed her back into a public place.

Going to the broker that day in Greenwich had been good. The market was up,
and all of her new picks had increased in value. She looked over the latest
copies of the printed report in his office, and marked some for sale that weren’t
doing well, and new ones to buy. There was a calendar hung on his wall, from
some resort in the Caribbean. Janet stared at the picture of a couple in bathing
suits on a sailboat.

“Why don’t you go on a trip there,” suggested the broker, “you look like you
could use a vacation.”

“No thanks,” Janet answered, “too busy.”

If the prospect of wearing a top that exposed her back in Greenwich was an
impossibility, she could only imagine what the reaction might be if she wore
a bikini to a beach. Or a regular suit. Even though the marks on her thighs
and bottom had faded, Janet was clearly marked, both internally and externally.

“All work and no play,” said the broker, “makes one pretty stale.”

“Have to work at this,” confided Janet, “I have a reason.”

“Whatever it is, it must be important,” he said as Janet passed him her latest
decisions.

“You don’t know how important,” said Janet, “or the stakes involved.”

“Well, good luck. Whatever the hell you’re involved in,” he said.

“Thanks,” said Janet as she rose from her chair, folded the reports into her
briefcase, and pulled on her jacket.

“Why are you still wearing something so heavy?” he asked.

“Thin blood,” said Janet on the way out.

It was a hot day, and Janet could feel that her blouse was already plastered
on her back by sweat. How she longed to rid herself of the jacket, and wear
something light and sexy. Instead, she felt like a Victorian walking around,
her body fully clothed and invisible.

After she had stowed away the reports in her safe deposit box, Janet decided
that it would be nice to walk around. She looked in the rich stores on the main
street in Greenwich, and the outside temperature increased as the day wore on.
It was going to be a hot early summer, and the fashions this year were going
to show a lot of skin.

“Janet?”

Janet turned around when she heard the unfamiliar voice at her back. There
was a girl standing there, a pretty brunette. Janet looked her over, and undressed
her with her eyes, wondering if she was someone’s slave.

“Do I know you?” asked Janet.

“You took Lauren’s continued punishment in my place in her house months ago,”
she said softly so that nobody else could hear, “my name is Myra.”

“Oh,” answered Janet, recognition dawning in her mind.

“I’m Rene’s slave, but Lauren is free to use me whenever she desires. Which
is quite often,” stated Myra.

“Let’s walk,” suggested Janet.

“Okay,” answered Myra.

Janet continued her journey through Greenwich, with Myra at her side, about
half a pace behind her.

“How are you doing?” asked Janet.

“Rene and Lauren are harsh with their slaves. You already know that. I get
beaten horribly on a regular basis.”

“I’m sorry, but there’s nothing that I can do,” said Janet, “I’ve already
felt Lauren’s whip.”

“I asked if I could be your slave. Do you remember?” asked Myra.

“Yes. I was lucky to make it home, and I was feverish and delirious for days.
I nearly died,” grimly stated Janet.

“You infuriated Lauren by taking her punishment and surviving. She hates you,
and your former owner, Erica.”

“I know,” answered Janet.

“Please buy me and make me your slave, before she goes too far with me also,”
plead Myra, tears in her eyes.

Janet thought carefully before she answered.

“I can’t, not yet. I’m sorry, Myra. I’m involved in something that Erica has
devised. Right now, I’m as much of a slave as you are,” said Janet.

“Is that why Tiffany is always reading the financial papers, calling a broker
and buying stocks like mad?” asked Myra.

“Yes,” cautiously answered Janet.

“She was boasting to Lauren yesterday that her total was over a million. Does
that mean anything to you?” asked Myra.

“Yes,” answered Janet, “yes it does. Thank you.”

“Mistress Janet, please! Buy me,” begged Myra.

“It’s not yet time, Myra. Please!” responded Janet.

“Yes, Mistress Janet. Whatever happens, good luck,” said Myra, disappointment
clearly evident in her voice.

It took all of Janet’s control to avoid breaking down as she walked back to
her car and away from Myra. The slave had taken an awful chance in talking to
her, and if her information was correct, then Janet was in real trouble. They
had both started out with a million dollars in stock. In the months since, with
the market up and down, Janet had finally reached back to her starting figure.

But if Tiffany were ahead, the tyranny of the calendar would be ticking away
the days until the end of her freedom. Her threat to place Janet in the Dungeon
was not an idle one.

Janet shed tears in her car, worrying about the future and what it might bring.

“Lunch, Mistress?” asked Tina when she returned home.

“Something light, Tina. I really don’t feel like eating.”

“Yes, Mistress Janet.”

“Is Tiffany home, has she eaten?” asked Janet.

“Yes, Mistress, to both questions,” answered Tina.

“Thank you, Tina.”

Tina set a tray before her containing a salad, a cold soda, and a piece of
cake. Janet doubted that she could get any of it down, but she resolved to try.
Janet had never suffered from any of the problems of eating that beset other
women, but her stomach was now tied in knots at the information that she had
obtained.

Janet ate alone in the library, reading a book from the vast collection that
Erica had created. How had her owner managed to get such a library when she
had been so busy in the Dungeon?

“Hi there,” said Tiffany, as she seated herself on the leather couch.

“Greetings,” politely answered Janet.

“I’m having a good day. Want to go out?” offered Tiffany.

“No thanks,” refused Janet, “we’ve already done that.”

“Are you afraid that I’d take you to Lauren’s again?” asked Tiffany.

“The thought had crossed my mind,” politely answered Janet.

“Just out for a drive, that’s all,” answered Tiffany.

“I’d like to rest for a while. My slave Jessica is coming over tonight, so
I’d like to use the Dungeon this evening. Okay?” asked Janet.

“Sure, I’m going out tonight anyway, after I go shopping. I’m picking up a
diamond necklace today in town, costing plenty,” boasted Tiffany.

“Really, how lucky of you,” said Janet.

“Let’s just say that I made some money lately, and now I want to spend it
on myself. Want to see a picture?” offered Tiffany.

“Sure.”

Tiffany unfolded a picture that she had been carrying around in her shirt
pocket from the Times. It was a diamond necklace, all right, with a price in
five figures.

“Just make sure you keep it safe,” said Janet, “you wouldn’t want someone
to steal it from you.”

“Yeah,” said Tiffany when she departed the library.

Tiffany could not have hurt Janet more than if she had stabbed Janet with
a knife. First, the news from Myra and now Tiffany was spending a lot of money
on a necklace. What had seemed like such a good day in the morning was becoming
a disaster in the afternoon.

Leaving the tray in the library, she walked up to her bedroom, shed her shoes,
and looked forward to a few hours of blissful sleep. Before her session with
Jessica, who was her devoted slave and submissive.

Janet lay down on the bed and loosened her blouse and skirt. At least the
bedroom was a pleasant temperature. Not too hot or too cold, she thought.

When the alarm clock finally went off at 5 PM, it was a relief to awaken.
Janet swung her legs off the bed, and realized that she was covered in sweat.
Her clothes were soaked, as if she had been outside on an August day.

“Damn!” cried Janet, “shower time.”

Janet stripped off her clothes, after having told Tina to keep her dinner
waiting for a while. She turned the shower up to hot, and jumped under the steaming
water, letting the stinging water wash away her sweat and the sour odor of her
perspiration. Soaping herself, she allowed herself the luxury of stimulating
herself orgasm in the shower. Which was something that she had ordered Jessica
not to do.

Her fingers massaged her sex, and her pussy hair, which had regrown since
Andrea was no longer shaving it. Tiffany had removed Erica’s medallion, but
not the labia ring that it had been attached to.

She considered if she should order that Jessica should be shaved also as a
measure of her submission to Janet. When suddenly something clicked, and Janet
froze, dropping the soap bar onto the bathtub’s floor.

“Idiot!” cried Janet, “Idiot!”

Just because the rules said that they couldn’t seek advice from the brokers
that they had to deal with, didn’t mean that they couldn’t get it elsewhere.
Lauren was probably advising Tiffany, since Myra had told her what she had seen
in Lauren’s house.

Janet had been working by herself, alone and terrified while investing in
the market. When someone else could have helped her. Like another broker, or
Jessica.

Jessica! Here she had one of the wealthiest women in the country as one of
her slaves, and she hadn’t made the proper use of her. Sure, Jessica had shown
that she would lick her boots and pussy, and perform housework and endure the
whip. But would she serve as her advisor?

Janet had learned at Erica’s feet that the purpose of a slave was to serve
her Mistress, no matter what the demand or circumstance. Erica and later Stephanie
had used her in many ways, but never intellectually. Perhaps it was time to
start.

Stephanie had once taken Janet to a party where the guests were all Dominatrices
and their slaves. She had met a wealthy woman who owned her own business, who
had told her that her slave was also her girl Friday. Blanca may not have wanted
to use a slave in her law office, but that didn’t mean others would have the
same prohibition.

Quickly Janet got out of the shower, glad for the hot water that had reinvigorated
her. She toweled herself off, her skin still sweating from the sauna like conditions
of the shower that she had just taken. After drying herself, Janet dressed in
a blouse, jeans, and a pair of high heels.

‘Not an elegant way to dress for dinner,’ Janet thought, ‘but I’ll dress in
something more fitting before Jessica arrives.’

While she had barely been able to choke down lunch, she attacked the broiled
scallops like she had not eaten for a week. She drank sparingly of the white
wine, since she had to keep a clear head with Jessica. Tiffany had consumed
too much bourbon, and had fallen asleep with Tina locked in the cell. Janet
would do no such thing, and only drank the wine to enhance the meal, not to
get drunk.

Tina watched her Mistress eat, and smiled when she saw how Janet ate with
pleasure. Janet observed her, but kept silent about her idea for using Jessica.

Sitting at the table, Janet pondered what she was going to do with Jessica.
In the several weeks that she had been training her as a slave, Jessica had
been steadily brought along one step at a time. She had been divested of her
clothes, and forced to work alongside a Maid. She had been punished with ever
increasing severity with the whip and crop. Jessica had also been ordered to
contain herself, only being allowed to release herself upon Janet’s orders.

The result was that Jessica was slowly being turned into a slave. With Janet
holding her strings as her puppeteer. Question was, had she been brought far
enough along to serve in this new capacity?

Janet would find out tonight and order Tina out of the Dungeon at the crucial
time. She didn’t want Tina to find out about this, not yet. Not even Stephanie
should know.

“Thank you, Tina, that was an excellent dinner,” complimented Janet.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Tina replied.

“Is Tiffany gone?”

“She left when you were in the shower, Mistress.”

“Excellent. Jessica will be here at 9 PM, so I’ll dress myself before then.
The usual setup,” ordered Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Tina as she collected the dishes.

Just like the first evening when Jessica had arrived for her introduction
to bondage, Janet was nervous as hell. She had left Tina alone to dress in her
latex uniform, so that she could be shown of to Jessica. Meanwhile, Janet had
to dress herself in her leather outfit, and she was shaking like a leaf.

“Goddamn, Janet,” she said aloud in front of her mirror, “a Mistress is supposed
to be supremely confidant and a goddess. Instead, you’re shaking like a leaf.
So calm down!”

Janet had decided on something simple, given the sudden heat of spring. She
wore a black leather bodysuit over a pair of pantyhose, plus simple pair of
knee high boots. Admiring herself in the mirror, she loved the way the bodysuit
hugged all her curves.

She had tried wearing her leather catsuit around the house recently, and discovered
that it was already too warm to do so. When she finally took it off, it was
time for it to be cleaned. Janet had not even bothered to wear her rubber catsuit,
remembering the wrestling suit she had inherited from her brother.

She would get by the summer by wearing things that would let her skin breath,
at least partially. Janet heard a car crunch on the gravel outside, and looked
at the clock. It was already 9 PM, and her charge was arriving now!

Janet walked carefully from her bedroom and downstairs to the library. Janet
passed Tina in the hall, as she was going outside to collect Jessica from the
limo. It was a good thing that there was no carpeting anywhere in the mansion.
Walking in stiletto heels was dangerous enough already, and the sharp heels
would eventually destroy the carpet anyway.

She took one last look at herself in the library mirror, admiring her long
legs. Then she seated herself in the large leather chair and waited for the
night’s activities to begin.

Tina brought in Jessica, and through the open window Janet could hear the
gravel crunch as the car pulled away. Jessica was wearing a simple white blouse,
skirt, and heels as Janet had ordered when she departed last Sunday. If she
had followed Janet’s orders to the letter, then she would be wearing nothing
underneath.

“Remove her sunglasses, Tina,” ordered Janet.

“Yes, Mistress.”

When the glasses were removed, Jessica blinked her eyes in the sudden light.
She remained silent until her Mistress deigned to speak to her.

“Good evening, Jessica. I trust that you are eager to see your Mistress this
weekend,” said Janet.

“Yes, Mistress Janet,” answered Jessica.

“Then remove your clothes and let me see if you have obeyed your instructions
that I gave you on Sunday,” ordered Janet.

Jessica began by unbuttoning the sleeves on her blouse, then unzipping her
skirt. Janet nodded in approval when she saw that Jessica had indeed followed
her orders, and wore no underwear. Instead, her female figure was well striped
by the accumulation of several weeks of Janet’s discipline.

“Very nice, Jessica. In future, I may order you to wear something of mine
on yourself permanently. To remind you that I am your Mistress,” described Janet.

“May I ask Mistress a question?”

“Go ahead,” answered Janet.

“What would you have me wear?” asked Jessica.

“A locked chain around your waist, to start. Something that you couldn’t remove
yourself. Then perhaps your labia might be pierced to contain a medallion proving
your slavery to me. You manisa escort could even be tattooed or branded as a final mark of
ownership. Would you like to do something like that?” asked Janet.

“I don’t know, Mistress. I’m still pretty scared,” truthfully answered Jessica.

“Thank you for your honest answer, Jessica. Slaves aren’t allowed to lie to
their Mistress. Tina, outfit her in collar, bracelets, blindfold, and ballgag,”
ordered Janet.

Jessica stood silently as Tina placed the instruments of bondage upon her,
standing stiffly and offering her limbs as the leather and steel enclosed them.
Janet watched quietly as her Maid took control of the situation, expertly confining
Jessica into slavery. Janet decided that next week Jessica would not even see
her Mistress upon entering the house. Much as Erica had done with Janet by handing
her over to Andrea upon entering her house.

When Tina was done, she locked Jessica’s wrists behind her back. Then she
made her kneel onto the small carpet, and a leash was attached to her collar.
Tina then got a blindfold and ballgag from the desk, and in a few seconds Jessica
was rendered without sight or speech.

Janet noted that Jessica had eagerly opened her mouth when the gag was presented
to her. She had opened her mouth without hesitation and her lips enclosed the
red rubber ball. Jessica had gone from being reluctant about the gag to eager
in just a few weeks. She wondered just how much more eager she would become
in the future.

Tina had been ordered to take Jessica immediately to the Dungeon, then to
be locked by her collar chain to the wall. Then she was supposed to wait for
Janet to arrive after a period of time, so that Jessica would be mad with anticipation
to see her Mistress.

Once Jessica had been led away, Janet relaxed. Tiffany was away, and Janet
hoped that she wouldn’t be interfering any time soon. The only problem was that
if she knew the identity of Janet’s newest slave, which might cause problems
later.

The sudden electronic ring of the phone interrupted her thoughts.

“Hello?” asked Janet.

“Janet, hi, its Tiffany.”

“What’s up?”

“I’m calling to say that I’ll be back on Monday. I’m going away with Lauren
for a trip,” stated Tiffany.

“Thanks for calling,” said Janet.

“Bye,” said Tiffany, and the connection were severed.

Janet clutched the phone, convinced that finally the fates were on her side.
Her new slave, the market up and now Tiffany absent from the house.

“My luck has to turn sometime,” said Janet to herself.

Janet let a full half-hour elapse, sure that this would be enough time to
drive Jessica mad with desire for her Mistress. She loved hearing the sounds
that her heels made as they clicked on the wooden floor as she made her way
to the Dungeon. The sounds echoed through the huge house, like the sounds of
a metronome.

Jessica was kneeling on a piece of carpet, her collar chained to the wall.
She remained bound in the same way as she had been in the library. Janet walked
to a chair that looked like a throne, and sat down. She motioned for Tina to
unlock Jessica and bring her over to Janet.

Tina complied, all without saying a word. Soon, Jessica was naked, bound,
and kneeling before her Mistress. Since she was blindfolded, she didn’t know
who was in front of her.

Janet stood up, and placed her thumb and forefinger under Jessica’s chin.
She made Jessica gradually raise her head, since it had been downcast towards
the floor. Then Janet began to play with Jessica’s erect nipples, sometimes
pinching them between her fingers.

This had the effect of making Jessica moan from behind her gag. Just to make
her slave feel more helpless, Janet continued to pull and fondle her slave’s
breasts. In time, Jessica became fully aroused.

Since she had already been a slave for several weeks, she knew to keep her
legs opened and her sex available. Once, she had forgotten, and Janet had quickly
and severely punished her with several stokes of the riding crop on her thighs.
This had left several red welts that had lasted a long time, and proved a good
reminder in her training.

Janet reached between Jessica’s legs to her wet pussy, and began to fondle
her sex. Jessica moaned even more, and Janet pinched her clit just once. This
provoked a reaction whereby her entire body shook with desire.

Janet knew that her training of this slave had been entirely successful. Jessica
Danvers may have been a wealthy society woman, but inside she was a slave to
her desires, one of which was to be subject to a Mistress.

Janet removed her blindfold, but not her ballgag. Jessica blinked in the sudden
light, as Janet’s Dungeon was kept well lit. Dark Dungeons were for gothic novels
in her opinion.

“Good evening, slave. I take it that you have been eagerly awaiting the pleasure
of your Mistress,” said Janet.

Jessica nodded her head yes in reply, the rubber ball silencing her replies.

“Perfect. I can see by your body’s reaction that you are ready to serve me.”

Jessica nodded again.

“Excellent.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” gasped Jessica when her ballgag was removed.

“You’re welcome, Jessica. Now we can begin. Something with the paddle, first.
Just to soften you up and get you in the proper frame of mind,” suggested Janet.

Jessica was then locked over a leather-padded sawhorse. Her ankles were secured
by the D rings on her bracelets and locked to the legs on one side. Then her
torso was bent over the apex of the horse, and her wrist cuffs were similarly
locked on the other side.

The girl was quite vulnerable and exposed to what her Mistress would desire
for her use and discipline. Her hair had been gathered into a ponytail at Janet’s
direction so that it would not interfere in any way. Janet did not want Jessica’s
view to be blocked, nor did she want Jessica to inhale her loose hair. So she
has told Tina to bind it up before Jessica had been placed on the horse.

“Ready, slave?” asked Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” meekly replied Jessica.

Janet had a leather paddle in her hand, onto which she had sprinkled a few
drops of water. This had softened the leather, and would produce a nice sound
when it impacted on Jessica’s bottom.

“Have you forgotten?” angrily demanded Janet.

“Thank you, Mistress, for what I am about to receive,” quickly answered Jessica.

Jessica’s reward was the first stroke with the paddle. Janet had delivered
a strong stinging blow that landed with a satisfying thwack on Jessica’s behind.
Janet noted with approval how her buttocks shook with the impact, making them
bounce up and down.

“One,” cried Jessica.

Janet delivered another stroke, this time to another part of Jessica’s behind.
It landed with less force than the first, but still reddened the slave’s skin.

“Two!”

The third was placed right on the area between her ass cheeks leading up to
her anus. Janet knew that every time that Jessica would be sitting down for
the next few days, she would be forced to think of her Mistress.

“Three!”

“Four.”

Janet only wanted to deliver enough strokes to make Jessica’s behind red and
sore, so that Jessica would have a reminder of the punishment that she had undergone.
Since this was the first time that Jessica had been bound over the horse, Janet
had finally satisfied Jessica’s curiosity about what the horse was used for.

“Ten!” cried Jessica, the beginning of tears in her eyes.

Janet felt Jessica’s reddened behind. The skin was warmed to the touch, and
Janet knew that she had accomplished her goal without punishing Jessica too
much. Ten strokes with the paddle and a red behind were enough to introduce
Jessica to the horse for today.

“Thank you, Mistress,” sobbed Jessica when no further strokes with the paddle
were forthcoming.

Next time, Janet would use her hand instead of the paddle. This little change,
from using an instrument to her own flesh, would show Jessica a certain intimacy
with her Mistress that the impersonal leather did not possess.

Janet did not have to explore Jessica’s sex to know that she was already wet
and excited. She knew that even before they had started for the night. No, Janet
now had to make Jessica become ever more stimulated before she would be allowed
to cum.

“Tina, release her please,” ordered Janet.

When Jessica had been released from the horse, she stood in silence directly
in front of Janet. Janet had not ordered her to be placed into another form
of bondage, but merely was waiting to direct her slave with a new and confusing
order.

“Jessica!” said Janet sharply.

“Yes, Mistress,” she quickly answered.

“Since you have already been my slave for a fairly long period of time, in
my opinion you are now ready to select your own punishment,” said Janet.

“Mistress?” asked a puzzled Jessica.

“You may go to the cabinet and select the instrument that I will use on you
next. Just don’t take all evening.”

Confused and baffled from Janet’s latest order, Jessica walked uncertainly
over to the open cabinet where the instruments of the Dungeon were located.
Inside were all of the things that were meant to be used on a slave girl, at
the choice of her Mistress.

It was therefore quite strange that Janet would give her slave the choice
of what would be used on her next. It was quite a painful decision for a slave
girl to have to make.

Jessica would pick up and handle the whip, riding crop, flogger, and other
instruments. All of which Janet had used on her in the preceding weeks, as Jessica
descended deeper and deeper into slavery.

She finally chose a long sinuous black leather whip, one that had been used
on her many times before. Janet had told Tina earlier to make certain that all
of the instruments were to be cleaned and oiled for tonight, else Tina would
have to endure a special ordeal. Tina had obeyed, and all of the leather things
within had been polished and shined under the lights.

Jessica then removed the whip, walked slowly over to Janet, and knelt before
her, presenting Janet with the thing that she had chosen.

“Thank you, Jessica. I’m that that I can make your choice of the whip worthwhile,”
said Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Jessica as Janet removed the coiled whip from her
hands.

“Tina, chain Jessica up from the ceiling by her wrists and lock her ankles
with a spreader bar,” ordered Janet, “I want her completely vulnerable to me.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Janet sat down in her chair, and waited for Tina to complete her directed
task. She felt the whips surface on her fingers, enjoying the sensual experience
of the oiled leather. Tina had done an excellent job with the whip, and it was
truly in excellent condition. Perhaps Tina would be its next target soon!

Janet was in no hurry. In comparison to Tiffany, who rushed through her discipline
with her slaves, Janet knew that the longer the expectation, the greater the
climax that the slave would experience upon release. Which would please both
slave and Mistress, and keep the slave coming back for more!

Jessica was restrained from the ceiling with her wrist bracelets locked together,
and her legs kept apart by the spreader bar. She was totally exposed to whatever
cruelties that her Mistress would desire to inflict upon her.

Mistress Janet rose slowly from her chair, her long beautiful legs encased
in black hose. The skin from her waist to her feet was covered by the sheer
weave, and showed every muscle of her lovely legs. Seeing herself in the mirror,
Janet resolved that she wouldn’t wear boots again so often. Janet decided that
she would display her legs from now on!

The Mistress coiled the whip with her two hands and presented the handle of
woven leather to Jessica’s red lips. Jessica kissed the handle without having
been ordered to, since she already knew what Janet expected of her.

“Thank you, Mistress, for the punishment that I am about to receive,” said
Jessica, as she restrained a sob.

“You’re welcome, slave.”

Janet uncoiled the whip, and delivered a mild stroke that curled around Jessica’s
exposed body. The tip landed with a moderate impact, and when it struck Jessica’s
breast, she shook her head from side to side, trying to deny the emotions and
feelings that the whip generated within her.

“Thank you, Mistress!” cried Jessica.

When Janet had been whipped for the first time, she had protested that nice
girls didn’t get whipped. True, Erica had pointed out. Slave girls got whipped,
and that was what Jessica had become by now. Horrified and attracted by the
discipline that she was now receiving from her Mistress.

The whip struck again, with the tip landing between Jessica’s breasts. Jessica’s
reaction was to moan and cry.

“Don’t you want to count the strokes?” asked Janet.

“No, Mistress,” cried Jessica.

“Would you rather be gagged?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Jessica begged.

Deciding that it would be more personal if she gagged Jessica herself, Janet
got the gag from Tina. She walked over to Jessica, and presented the object
to her slave.

“Is this what you want?” asked Janet.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Then you shall have it, slave,” said Janet.

Jessica opened her mouth, and Janet pushed the red rubber ball inside, drawing
the straps around to the back of the neck. Jessica bowed her head to assist
Janet as the buckle was drawn tight and closed, with her bound hair nicely out
of the way. The rubber ball was deep inside her mouth, and Jessica would never
be able to displace it.

Janet had told Jessica the previous week that the pain and the pleasure of
being whipped would be intensified if she wore the ballgag. Jessica had remembered
what her Mistress had told her, and desired the experience.

Her discipline continued with a slow, steady series of strokes. Janet wanted
to insure that Jessica’s entire skin would slowly heat up under the repeated
impacts of the whip. She was striking her charge with impacts barely hard enough
to mark, but she knew that Jessica was experiencing both agony and ecstasy at
the same time.

Janet kept the pace of her strokes, pausing after every series of ten had
been properly delivered. She watched as Jessica’s skin was slowly marked with
a thin tracery of fine lines from the whip.

“Enjoying yourself?” asked Janet.

“Mmmmph!” answered Jessica.

Janet decided to stop, and check on what she had accomplished. Jessica’s skin
was warm to the touch, with an almost electric excitement pulsating through
her body. Jessica’s nipples were fully erect and her sex was completely wet
from her discipline. The gag was having the effect of preventing her from begging
for her punishment to stop.

“Jessica, since you can’t plead for mercy with the gag in your mouth, I’m
going to give you a coin. I want you to hold this in your fingers. If the pain
gets too intense, or I hurt you too much, I want you to release the coin. Understand?”

Jessica nodded her understanding, and Janet placed a dollar-sized casino token
between the thumb and fingers of Jessica’s left hand. Jessica held the coin
tightly, not wanting to release it by accident.

With the gag still between Jessica’s teeth, Janet then proceeded with her
discipline. As before, she began slowly. Jessica’s skin had not really cooled
down, and she was charged like an erotic battery that her Mistress was in control
of. Janet would decide when she would discharge this particular battery!

Janet delivered the next series of strokes with a little more force than the
previous ones. The marks on Jessica’s body were more pronounced, and would last
longer. Surely Jessica knew that if her body were to be whipped longer, her
marks would remain for quite some time.

“Jessica,” said Janet, “look at yourself in the mirror! Are you sure that
you want me to continue marking you with the whip!” demanded Janet.

Jessica nodded her head yes in response to her Mistresses demand.

“I hope that you’re not planning on going on a cruise or swimming then, because
your whip marks will be a little hard to explain,” stated Janet.

Jessica repeated nodding her head yes.

“Then we shall continue, slave,” said Janet coldly.

Janet wondered just how escort manisa Jessica must have been coping with her tribulation.
Jessica was still fairly new, yet she was now proving to Janet that she was
capable of great endurance in accepting the whip from her Mistress.

‘Damn it,’ thought Janet, ‘drop the coin!’

Janet suddenly placed herself back in Lauren’s house, helpless as she was
whipped into unconsciousness. The room swayed and distorted, even though it
was brightly lit. She saw Lauren’s leering sadistic face, then Sabrina and Myra.

‘Myra,’ thought Janet, ‘where are you now?’

‘Buy me please?’ begged Myra, ‘please?’

Janet’s nightmare was suddenly ended when she heard the sound of the coin
dropping to the floor and giving off a sharp ring when it struck the stone floor.

“Very good,” said Janet as she struggled to regain her composure.

Janet stopped her use of the whip, and realized that during the entire flashback
to her ordeal with Lauren she had continued to whip Jessica like a robot. It
had only been the sound of the coin falling that had stopped her from continuing
to whip Jessica past her endurance.

Before the evening had started, Janet had decided that she would torment her
slave three times tonight before letting her finally cum in a rush of orgasms.
But since Jessica had already undergone so much discipline already, and she
was quite clearly ready, now was the time to let her release.

“Tina, take her down and place our guest in the special chair. Don’t remove
her gag just yet,” Janet ordered.

Jessica was placed on a special wooden chair, with a hole in the center. It
was on a special platform that was elevated over a foot off the floor. Her wrists
were locked behind her back, and her ankles were locked to the chair’s legs.
Under the hot lights, Janet saw that her slave had taken a large amount of strokes.
Her skin was covered with the whip marks that she would carry for some time.

It was now time to release the battery that Janet had been charging all night!

Janet walked over to the cabinet and chose a modest sized white vibrator.
While the sex shops were full of monster dildos, they were only for show. Using
this on Jessica would make her slave eager to have one, once she had been wracked
by orgasm after orgasm!

“Ever use one of these?” asked Janet as she displayed the vibrator to her
bound captive.

Jessica shook her head from side to side, saying no.

“Good. Then I’m sure that you’ll enjoy it, slave.”

Janet flicked the switch on, and felt the gentle buzzing of the vibrator.
She knew that since Jessica was now fully excited by her punishments, Jessica
would experience a massive series of orgasms.

Reaching under the chair, she pushed the white vibrator up through the hole
inside Jessica’s sex. Janet had to bend down to get under the seat so that she
would have the leverage to insert the vibrator deeper inside Jessica.

Once Janet had pushed it inside, Jessica instantly began to buck and moan.
Janet did not even have to thrust the shaft in and out, as Jessica would raise
and lower herself onto the vibrator. With Jessica already primed, the slave
was quite ready and eager for release.

Janet had found the chair in a storeroom, and had guessed instantly what it
could be used for. She had been disappointed that Erica had not used it on her!

“Now!” ordered Janet as Jessica impaled herself on the plastic shaft.

Jessica’s body was wracked with pleasure as the waves of orgasms flooded over
her, making her moan and cry from behind her gag. She bit onto the rubber, and
it’s presence in her mouth helped to make the climaxes even more intense, since
the power of speech had been removed from her!

Janet thrust the vibrator again and again, each time making sure that her
slave experienced one orgasm after another, until they began to come fewer and
fewer. Janet wanted her to be exhausted and to spend herself completely before
she was released from the chair.

Janet and the vibrator were unwinding all of the pent-up energy that Jessica
had been keeping. Finally, Jessica slumped in fatigue after she had climaxed
again and again. It was finally time, since Jessica had experienced the release
that she had come to a Mistress for.

“Tina, release her. Jessica, I want you on the carpet, knees apart,” ordered
Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” said Tina.

Still gagged, Jessica kneeled on the carpet in front of the throne like chair.
Not certain about her hands, she placed them on her knees, awaiting further
instructions from Janet.

“Tina, could you leave us, please?” asked Janet.

“Mistress?” asked Tina, surprise on her face.

Every time that Tina had assisted Janet, she had been there the entire time,
from beginning to end. Now she was being asked to leave, and she couldn’t understand
why.

“Tina! Don’t make me have to repeat an order again!” angrily said Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Tina, who turned on her heels and left the Dungeon.

‘Tina I’m sorry I had to do that,’ thought Janet, ‘but I’ll explain after
this is all over.’

Janet stood up from her chair and walked over to Jessica, who knelt awaiting
the next move of her Mistress. Janet unbuckled the ballgag, and held it in her
hands, wrapping the leather strap around her fingers. The ball was wet with
Jessica’s drool, and glistened in the Dungeon’s bright lights.

“Thank you, Mistress,” panted Jessica.

“You’re welcome, slave. Did you enjoy your discipline tonight?”

“Yes Mistress.”

“You know, you won’t be able to go swimming in a public place with your skin
like that,” stated Janet.

“I own a small island in the Caribbean where I vacation privately, usually
without clothing anyway. Perhaps you would care to join me?” asked Jessica.

“Thank you. Your offer is most kind,” Janet replied.

“I could even have a small Dungeon built to satisfy your needs,” offered Jessica.

“I can dominate you without a Dungeon, just as I did with a girl recently
in Manhattan. One doesn’t always need a Dungeon in the basement, you know. Just
a skilled Mistress.”

“Yes, Mistress Janet,” answered Jessica.

“In two of your last responses, you failed to address me with my proper title
of Mistress. Was that a deliberate omission, or just an accident?” asked Janet.

“An accident, Mistress Janet, please! Don’t punish me again,” plead Jessica.

Janet knew that Jessica’s skin and loins were on fire, and she was now ready
for the request that she would make of her.

“Slave Jessica,” Janet began, “I know that you are one of the most prominent
people in Greenwich. You are in the society columns, and are from one of the
oldest families in the nation.”

“You forgot to say that I am also one of the richest people in the area, Mistress.
Do you want something financial from me?” asked Jessica.

“Beyond the gift that you agreed upon with Mistress Stephanie, no. I have
a quite different problem that I require help with.”

“I don’t understand, Mistress?” answered Jessica, puzzlement in her voice.

“I posses a certain financial account containing stocks the value of which
must increased by a certain date, otherwise consequences of which would be disastrous
to me personally. Since you are an expert in the field of finance, I require
the assistance of my slave to help me. Will you do so?” asked Janet.

Jessica was silent for a few moments before responding.

“Why can’t you merely add money to the account, Mistress?” asked Jessica.

“For reasons that I cannot discuss, I can only withdraw, not add, money. I
have withdrawn nothing so far,” said Janet.

Suddenly the photograph of the diamond necklace that Tiffany had purchased
came into her mind. Tiffany must have been quite certain of her victory to cash
in some of her gains to buy something like that. She certainly could not afford
it on the allowance that they were granted each month by Blanca and the will!

“I think I understand, Mistress.”

“Will you help me?” asked Janet, who resisted the temptation to get down on
her knees and prostrate herself in front of her slave.

“Yes, Mistress. I will serve as your advisor in whatever capacity you will
need me,” Jessica answered.

“Thank you. Can we meet at the Stone Bank in Greenwich at 10 AM Monday to
begin? I have my records stored there,” said Janet.

“Not at home, Mistress?” asked Jessica.

“For reasons I cannot discuss, I can’t keep my records at home,” stated Janet,
“and you must not tell anyone about this! Not your family or friends, or even
Tina. It must be a secret between us,” implored Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Jessica, “I shall serve you in any way that I can.
You said that you owned me totally, and you do. Forever.”

‘I hope so,’ thought Janet, ‘I hope you’re right.’

* * * * *

Janet led Jessica to her bedroom, since it was now time for the slave to satisfy
her Mistress. Since Jessica had been a slave, Janet had edged her ever closer
to the idea that one day she would have to service her Mistress.

Janet angrily remembered that she had served Stephanie and not Erica first,
when she had been loaned to the other Mistress during her training period. She
had longed to satisfy her Mistress, but that had been denied her, perhaps by
design. In her own training of new slaves, Janet had decided that they would
serve her first!

Leading Jessica up from the Dungeon by a leash, with Jessica’s hands locked
behind her, Janet was angry to find that Tina was not standing outside the door
waiting for her. Could she have been that mad? Janet resisted the temptation
to go and find her, since Tina was probably in her servant’s room. She had to
continue with Jessica, since this would further bond her slave to her.

Next week, when they would be in the house without Jessica present, Janet
would punish Tina for her insolent behavior. Janet would make certain that Tina
would not misbehave again. Even if she was not allowed to know what was really
going on.

“Come along, Jessica,” said Janet as she pulled the girl along by her leash.

When they arrived upstairs, Janet immediately unlocked the leash from Jessica’s
collar. She then unlocked Jessica’s wrists from behind her back, freeing her
hands.

“Use the bathroom and clean yourself,” directed Janet to an empty bedroom,
“make yourself ready for your Mistress.”

While Jessica cleaned herself in the bedroom next to Janet’s, Janet entered
her own. She had expected that Tina would have cleaned Jessica up and prepared
her. Instead, Jessica had to do so herself. This was no way for a slave to see
another behave!

After Jessica had indicated that she was ready, Janet led her into her bedroom
and indicated that she should kneel on the floor. Janet then locked her collar
to a chain connected to the ringbolt set in the wall.

Janet then placed her foot on a chair and first removed one of her high-heeled
shoes, then the other. The she unzipped the leather bodysuit, and gently pulled
the leather off, since it had conformed to the contours of her body. Now standing
only in her sheer pantyhose, she stripped them off slowly.

Janet went into the bathroom, and freshened herself. She still had a faint
aroma of the leather that she had worn for so long, and it clung to her like
a perfume.

Emerging naked, she removed a riding crop from the dresser drawer, and sat
down on the side where she had chained Jessica. Janet opened her legs, and held
the crop in her two hands.

“Service me, Jessica,” ordered Janet, “or the crop awaits.”

Jessica promptly buried her face between Janet’s legs, and Janet responded
by opening her legs even more to accommodate the slave’s ministrations. Janet
was surprised how eagerly Jessica meant to please her, as her labia and clit
were sucked and tongued by Jessica.

Janet tried to contain herself, but she was happy about everything, except
for Tina’s sulk, that had happened tonight. She had enlisted her slave as an
ally, and had whipped her into a sexual frenzy. Now she was enjoying the fruits
of her labors as her devoted slave was satisfying her in return!

Janet moaned with pleasure as she first orgasm hit her, wondering just how
Jessica had learned to satisfy another woman like that. She had not asked her
about her sexual experiences, which was something that she was supposed to do
before it got this far with a slave.

It was evident that Jessica was already experienced in this matter, and needed
no additional training in how to satisfy her Mistress! Janet cried with pleasure
as she dragged her slave into her bed, and attacked her all night. The next
day, the sheets were a mess!

* * * *

The weather was warm outside the Stone Bank as Janet drove up in her Toyota.
She had worn a blouse with long sleeves and a denim skirt, plus a pair of normal
high heels. She looked at her watch and fretted. Would Jessica really show up?
Janet wished she had a cigarette, but she had quit years ago.

Jessica Danvers shortly drove up in a new blue Lincoln. She was dressed in
a smart business suit, and carried a purse and a briefcase.

“Good morning,” greeted Janet.

“Good morning, Mistress,” greeted Jessica.

“Thank you for coming,” said Janet.

“I’m your devoted slave,” said Jessica, “now can we begin?”

“Yes, of course.”

They entered the bank and the safe deposit area. Janet withdrew her box, and
they repaired to the little locked alcove to examine its contents.

“Here’s the current holdings,” said Janet as she passed the list to Jessica.

“Thank you, Mistress,” said Jessica softly.

Jessica looked at the list, reading over the individual stocks and the amounts
that Janet possessed and their monetary value at the date of the latest statement.

“This must be increased by a certain date. Is that correct?” asked Jessica,
“Mistress?”

“Yes. But I can’t tell you why.”

“How long do you have left, Mistress?”

“Less than three months,” said Janet.

“Then we’ll just have to find better stocks for you to buy, that’s all, Mistress,”
said Jessica, “I noticed an investment counter outside. Mind if I get us some
help?”

“Go ahead,” ordered Janet.

Jessica opened the folding door, and motioned for the clerk. She asked for
the person at the counter to join them immediately. The clerk made a call, and
the person from the investment counter virtually ran to see them.

“I need a complete price history on this portfolio of every stock for the
last ten years, plus P/E ratios and any corporate news, good or bad, in the
last year,” ordered Jessica.

“When would you like this?” asked the woman.

“Yesterday,” stated Jessica.

The woman almost ran away from them to get back to her counter, the list firmly
clutched in her hand.

“You didn’t tell her your name,” said Janet.

“I don’t have to. In Greenwich, everyone already knows me, Mistress.”

Janet realized that she may have held the power of the whip in her House,
but here Jessica held the power of the purse.

In minutes, the woman returned with a stack of laser printouts that were still
warm to the touch. Jessica grabbed them, and opened a cellular phone from her
purse.

“Time to get to work, Mistress,” said Jessica as she punched in some numbers.

In all, they spent almost an hour in the bank together. Nobody bothered them
in the cubicle, and twice Jessica asked to use the bank’s phone. Janet was amazed
that they let her make two long distance calls without protest.

When they finally left, Janet had a list of stocks to buy and sell, and a
great feeling of confidence for the first time since this nightmare had begun.

“I’m impressed at the way they treated you there. Nobody asked your name,
and you had the run of the bank’s services. Your name must really carry a lot
of weight in Greenwich,” said Janet.

“More than that, Mistress,” began Jessica, “did I mention that I was the largest
stockholder in Stone bank?”

Janet had to calm herself down before she drove to her broker with the new
list. Jessica was a type A driven personality, a ruthless businesswoman who
controlled vast wealth. Yet she found sexual fulfillment by submitting herself
to a Mistress that kept her naked and in chains, doing the work of a domestic!

* * * *

Tiffany manisa escort bayan and Janet sat together in the library, with Tiffany poring over Erica’s
book of slaves. She leafed through the pages, seeing each girl’s file and other
information.

“It’s just a pity that we didn’t find it sooner,” said Tiffany.

“Erica was rather clever about the way she hid it. You would think that she
deliberately wanted us to wait nearly a year before we discovered it,” ventured
Janet.

“There you go again. Anyway, now that we’ve finally got the book, I’m going
to see if I can find if any of these will serve me,” said Tiffany.

“You mean us, don’t you,” added Janet.

“Not for long.”

“Whatever happened to that girl you were using, Denise?” asked Janet.

“She couldn’t stand up the rigors of being a slave,” answered Tiffany.

“Perhaps you were treating her too harshly at first,” criticized Janet.

“Bitch.”

“Thanks, Tiffany. That’s the nicest thing that anyone’s said to me lately.
I’m going for a walk outside. Please tell me if Lauren is coming over so I can
hide the silverware. Bye.”

Janet walked outside the library, closing the outside door before Tiffany,
already angry, could throw something. There was something different about her
now, and the earlier confidence and arrogance had vanished. Instead, she acted
impatiently and often impulsively. Just to annoy her, Janet had taken to watching
the nightly financial news after the market closed.

The garden was about the only restful place on the estate. With an angry Tiffany
and a jealous Tina, Janet felt pressured from all sides. At least there was
no pressure from Jessica and Stephanie. Jessica had proven to be both a joy
as a slave and an efficient financial advisor. Her portfolio had grown, and
everything was doing well.

But at the same time, Tina had steadily grown jealous of the attention that
Janet had been showing towards Jessica. From that day when she had been asked
to leave the Dungeon so that Janet could discuss her needs in private with Jessica,
Tina had become progressively harder to handle.

Walking in the garden made her realize that she had been neglecting Tina,
when the girl actually wanted was both the attention and the lash of her Mistress.
She had seen the look of envy on Tina’s face towards Jessica when they were
forced to work together in the house.

Janet did not have anything planned for tonight. An earlier engagement had
collapsed, leaving her with an opening for this evening.

“Well, Tina, you wanted the attention of your Mistress,” she said aloud to
herself, “you’ve got it.”

Janet remembered an old saying that her parents had taught her: be careful
what you wish for, you might get it!

Dinner that night was a cold affair, at least in the beginning. Tiffany and
Janet had dined together, and much to Janet’s surprise, suddenly took an active
interest in the running of the House. It was actually nice to talk to Tiffany,
just like old times before Erica’s legacy had actually divided them.

Janet wondered what reason if any to use when she would drag Tina down to
the Dungeon. What Tina required was something more that just a few strokes with
the riding crop. No, this demanded something a little more intense that would
serve to remind Tina that she belonged to Janet and would have to obey her orders.

When Tina rolled in a trolley containing coffee and cake into the library
Janet knew that it was now time to start the action with her maid.

Tiffany was seated in a chair, idly using the remote control to flip through
the channels on the television.

“Come here, Tina,” ordered Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” replied Tina.

Tina stood in silence in front of Janet, awaiting her next command.

“Raise your uniform,” coldly ordered Janet.

Tina pulled the hem of her uniform upwards, to expose her bare behind. Janet
noticed that she did not have any recent marks on her. Had she really been neglecting
Tina that much? No wonder Tina was feeling jealous!

“Over my knee,” ordered Janet.

Tiffany had lost interest in the television, preferring to watch as Janet
prepared to discipline Tina. She clicked the remote off, and decided to stay.
Since Tina was off limits to her, that was all she could do.

Tina lay on Janet’s knees, her upraised naked pink bottom ready for punishment.
Janet loved the feeling of power and control that she had over Tina, and she
was sorry that she had been neglecting her. Janet resolved that once this was
all over, she would devote more time to Tina. Providing that she was the victor,
of course.

“Would you like a paddle or crop?” asked Tiffany.

“No thank you, Tiffany. The flat of my hand will be quite sufficient,” answered
Janet.

Janet began to spank Tina with a steady series of blows that made her bottom
bounce with every impact. She wanted this spanking to merely be a prelude for
later events in the evening.

Tina’s behind soon became red, and this immensely aroused Janet. Janet felt
the heat of Tina’s punished skin as she continued the spanking. Janet knew that
the spanking had immensely aroused Tina, but she only wanted to take it so far.

“Thank you, Mistress,” cried Tina when Janet ceased suddenly.

“You may get up now, and serve us coffee,” ordered Janet.

Tina stood up from Janet’s knees, and pulled down the hem of her rubber outfit.
The she proceeded to serve both Janet and Tiffany as if nothing had happened.

Janet noted that Tina seemed a little more attentive, a little more eager
to please than she had been in several weeks. She resolved to keep a crop nearby
to give Tina the occasional stroke to remind her of her place in the House.

“Had some fun?” asked Tiffany.

“I believe that I’ve been neglecting her lately. That will change,” said Janet.

“Good,” agreed Tiffany.

When Tina had finished doing the dishes, she was startled to find Janet waiting
silently behind her.

“Mistress!” cried Tina, “I didn’t know you were there.”

“Perhaps you should be more attentive next time,” answered Janet.

“Yes, Mistress.”

“I want to see you downstairs in the Dungeon tonight at 9 PM, naked and waiting
for me on the carpet. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” replied Tina.

“You’ve been a bad girl lately, and don’t think I haven’t noticed. It’s time
that I started to correct your behavior,” stated Janet.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Tina answered.

“Good,” said Janet as she departed.

Janet decided to wear the rubber dress that she had bought on her city trip,
months ago. Janet pulled it on, and zipped herself up in the mirror. True, it
would be hot and sweaty inside. But that would only make her more driven to
put Tina in her place.

“You look very nice,” offered Tiffany.

“Thank you,” replied Janet, “are you going out tonight?”

“No, I was planning on staying in. I see that you’re already dressed for the
evening.”

“Yes.”

“I won’t join you in the Dungeon. After all, two’s company, and three’s a
crowd,” said Tiffany.

“Thank you,” answered Janet.

“Have a nice time,” said Tiffany, “I’m going to have a bath.”

“Enjoy yourself,” replied Tiffany as she walked towards her own bedroom.

Janet could not contain her desire by the time that she entered the Dungeon.
On the small circular carpet was Tina, naked and kneeling. Her hands rested
on her opened knees, and Janet could see that Tina had been expecting her.

“Good evening, Tina,” greeted Janet.

“Good evening, Mistress,” said Tina in return.

“I’ve been very disappointed in you lately, Tina. Ever since Jessica has come
into this house, you’ve been jealous of her. Though to your credit, you haven’t
abused your privilege with her by unnecessarily using the crop. That has to
stop, and stop now!”

“Yes, Mistress Janet.”

Because of that, I’m going to have to give you a little punishment that you’ll
never forget, so that you’ll remember that you are one of my slaves also.”

“Yes, Mistress, please?”

“Please what?” asked Janet.

“Punish me, Mistress.”

“I want you to collar and bracelet yourself, since by the time we leave here,
your skin is going to be covered in stripes.”

Tina rose and opened the cabinet where she had stored the things that Janet
had mentioned. In a few moments, she had locked then upon herself, as Janet
had ordered, and was again kneeling on the carpet.

“Hold out your hands,” Janet ordered.

Tina did so, and Janet locked the wrist cuffs together. Then she pulled Tina
to her feet, over to the waiting horse. This was a different one than the padded
one that she usually used. This one was quite sturdy, made of solid wood in
the shape of an A. In the center, sticking up from the polished dark wood, was
a rubber dildo.

“I want you to climb up onto the horse, and you know where to place the dildo,”
ordered Janet.

Tina did as she was instructed, throwing her leg over the wooden surface while
she climbed up onto the horse. Her entire weight would be resting on her sex,
which would be impaled by the dildo. Tina raised herself up, then slowly lowered
herself upon the erect shaft. She moaned when it entered her sex, while she
seated herself on the horse.

“That’s good, Tina,” said Janet.

Janet locked Tina’s wrists together behind her back, then locked her ankles
to chains on either side of the horse. Then she unlocked Tina’s wrists in front,
then locked them again behind her back to a ceiling chain that hung nearby.
The chain was connected to a motor in the ceiling, so that when Janet activated
it, Tina was slowly pitched forward. This increased the weight on her sex, pushing
the dildo deeper within her.

“Ooooh!” Tina cried.

Janet then removed a crop from the cabinet, flexing it with her two hands.

“Thank you, Mistress,” said Tina

“Thank me afterwards, when your skin is red and pained,” cautioned Janet.

Janet began to strike Tina with the crop, the small tip at its end leaving
a small red mark wherever it landed. Tina, held fast on the horse, could only
moan whenever the crop struck her.

She next struck at the outside of Tina’s legs at first. Then she gradually
moved upwards, striking Tina’s breasts. Each stoke left a red mark, and made
her breasts bounce a little, and Janet found that very attractive.

Bound as she was, Janet did not want to strike Tina so hard that she might
lose her balance. Rather Janet wanted Tina to remain on the horse, with her
sex invaded by the dildo.

Janet did not have to check if Tina was wet. That was obvious by the way she
moaned when the crop struck her flesh. Tina was now being properly punished
for the first time in months, and Janet realized the mistakes that she had made!

“Enough,” stated Janet, once she was satisfied that Tina was now ready for
her next ordeal.

Janet placed the crop under her arm as she unlocked Tina from the horse. Perhaps
she should have used the horse last, rather than as the first item of punishment.
Regardless, when Tina dismounted the horse, her flesh was already marked nicely.

The dildo was wet, and reflected the Dungeon lights. Janet had prepared for
this, and had brought a small basin of water and a wash cloth with her.

“Tina, clean yourself, but you are not allowed to cum!” ordered Janet.

“Yes, Mistress, ohhhh!” cried Tina when she placed her hand into the water.

As a further vexation, Janet had filled the basin with ice cubes and water,
so that it was quite cold. Janet knew that this would put out the fires in Tina’s
loins quite fast!

Tina cleaned herself without protest, and Janet roughly inspected her to make
certain that she had done a good job. Her cunt was clean of her juices, and
the skin was cold to the touch. Tina moaned when the warm fingers of her Mistress
probed her sex.

“Very good, slave,” said Janet approvingly.

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“And now the whip,” stated Janet.

Tina stood unemotionally as Janet secured her wrists and ankles to spreader
bars that would make her vulnerable to discipline. Her bare feet were standing
on the stone floor, as Janet had not ordered her to wear shoes this evening.

“I do love you,” said Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Tina.

Then Janet struck with the whip, stroke after stroke landing on Tina’s already
punished skin. Janet did not even try to direct the whip, letting it fall wherever
it would. Instead, she wanted it to leave stripe after stripe on Tina’s figure.

The whip wrapped itself around Tina’s curves, and Janet remembered that she
had not whipped Tina so hard for quite some time. Just for effect, she cracked
the whip against empty air, like some western movie. But she would always return
to using the whip on Tina, making her moan and cry within her bonds.

“Thank you, Mistress,” cried Tina when Janet temporarily stopped.

“You’re welcome,” said Janet.

Janet removed a small metal box from the cabinet. She walked over to Tina,
and opened the box for her slave to see inside. Tina moaned when she saw the
contents.

“Clamps,” said Janet.

Janet first applied one to Tina’s right nipple, making her moan. When the
other was fixed onto her, Tina moaned again. Janet then applied two more, onto
the outer lips of her sex. Tina reacted violently, shaking her chains in protest.

To further test her, Janet then inserted two of her fingers inside Tina’s
slit. The girl was wet again, just like she had been on the horse!

“You’re a real bondage slut,” said Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” agreed Tina, “I’m a bondage slut.”

“What do sluts like you deserve?” asked Janet.

“To be whipped, Mistress,” cried Tina in response.

“Very well,” said Janet as she again picked up the whip.

The experience of being whipped while the clips upon her breasts and sex drove
Tina to even greater heights of agony. Every time that the whip struck her flesh,
Tina moaned with both agony and ecstasy at the same time.

Janet continued, carefully counting the strokes, never hitting hard enough
to break the skin. Pausing to touch Tina’s skin, she found that the whip warmed
her slave’s skin. Janet carefully counted each series of strokes, wondering
when Tina would use up her capacity to absorb discipline.

Tina would long carry reminders of this night on her skin and hopefully in
her soul, thought Janet.

Just before Janet was going to stop anyway, Tina suddenly cried out.

“Mercy, Mistress, please, mercy!” sobbed Tina.

Tears ran down Tina’s cheeks, streaking her makeup. Her body was thoroughly
covered by a fine tracery of welts that the whip had left behind.

“Very good, Tina. Now you may kiss the whip,” ordered Janet.

“Thank you, Mistress,” said Tina as she carried out Janet’s orders. Her lips
embraced the whip handle as even as tears continued to flow from the corners
of her eyes.

“I don’t want to have any further trouble with you, nor do I want you to be
jealous of Jessica. Do you understand? Or I shall be forced to use more extreme
measures,” threatened Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” cried Tina.

Janet then took Tina upstairs, and let her clean herself properly. Then she
took her into her bedroom, and used her violently for the rest of the night.
There was a riding crop on the night table, and Janet did not hesitate to use
it whenever she felt that Tina was not being wholly attentive to her.

Finally, she fell into a satisfied sleep, with her slave girl on the bed next
to her, her collar chained to the wall as usual.

* * * *

“The most recent choices have done well, Mistress,” said Jessica.

From the small safe deposit cubicle, Janet and Jessica had moved to the banks
meeting room. On the table was a pot of hot coffee and croissants, and the papers
were organized into neat rows.

Janet rubbed her eyes, hoping that she was ahead of Tiffany. There wasn’t
much time left, just two weeks till the anniversary of Erica’s death.

“Thank you, Jessica. This just has to run its course,” said Janet.

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Jessica.

“Could I be left alone here for a while before we, before I,” Janet corrected
herself, “deliver the final orders to the broker.”

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Jessica as she left her seat and closed the door
behind her.

Janet fled into the bathroom, and closed the door behind her, just in time
for a torrent of tears.

“Why, Erica, why?” cried Janet to herself.

The End of Chapter Eleven

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“The day our family’s Rottweiler took me”

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So a little bit about me, Today, I’m a mortician / funeral director that operates our family’s Mortuary and cemetery. I’m 5 foot 7, approximately 114 pounds with long raven black hair and glasses, I’m married in a polygamist marriage ( not Mormon). I have two sister wives Toni that a year younger than me and is also my biological sister and Kathy that is 23 years old and between the three of us girls there is 7 children to our husband.

Well moving on, I’m nicknamed vampirTara back when I was in high school, because I had “Porphyria” nicknamed The Vampire disease and could not go out in the sunlight and I required blood, along with I had abnormally long incisors.

Now, you could call me naive and stupid, because the only thing, I had ever heard of was the occasional joke about dogs screwing women. I always thought they were just jokes that were gross and disgusting, but never believed that stuff really happened. Yeah, dogs will hump anything in the house, teddy bears, pillows, furniture, someone’s leg and such, but not try to screw you, just maybe hump your leg will sniff your crotch at the most.

And our Rottweiler was no different than any other dog, he did the same, over the past few years we’ve had him. Now, it seemed that the damn Rottweiler, couldn’t keep his nose out of my crotch. Always following me around the house, wanting to play and rough houses it, at least that’s what, I thought, he was doing. When, the dog was trying to jump on me and grabbing me from behind. Then, along with always stealing my panties and Slobber all over them. It would piss me off, they were expensive, Victoria Secrets and Frederick’s of Hollywood panties. I never had a dog before, only cats and “Jasper” our Rottweiler was our first dog, I figured, it was something dogs did, so I chalked it up to that. Well, my sister Toni was always saying, “Boy, Jasper really wants you bad, ” when the dog would try jumping on me from behind, but what she really meant went right over my head.

But and the kids loved the dog, so I put up with it. Until, the baby came along and his running through the house like a bull in a china shop and humping things just was too much. So, me and my husband was discussing getting rid of him and get another dog that was a bit smaller. Well, the big problem was, the kids were going to go nuts, he was a puppy they had found in our Cemetery, that was their dog and on top of it, I was the one that said they could keep it.

It was Friday May 6th 2016, So it was going on 9 a.m. and my day started off like any other day, with me standing in front of the mirror brushing my long raven black hair, getting ready to go to work next door in our family’s Mortuary. Well, I just got done brushing my hair and put it in a ponytail. I pulled out of the dresser drawer a tiny pair of fluorescent pink satin bikini panties and slipped them on. I adjusted my panties in the back, then turned and looked in the mirror admiring how nice and snug my new panties fit. 

Next, I put on the matching fluorescent pink bra trimmed lace, I had bought also, I then reached in the closet and chose my red silk blouse to wear. I slipped my blouse on and then reached into the closet and got out my short black business mini skirt off the hanger. I slipped it on, then zipping it up in the back, as I was slipping my feet into my black heels. Then, I fastened the black belt around my skirt and grabbed my black blazer.

I then went down stairs , as I passed our humongous rottweiler, he started to jump on me. I pushed him away yelling, “Stop that Jasper, you’re going to get hair on me,, Silly dog!” as I exited the house.

Well, I went next door to the mortuary, a few hours later, about a little after 12 p.m. When, my sister Toni had come upstairs after finishing doing the makeup on a body.

My sister Toni came to me and said, ” I finished up, doing the makeup on Mrs. —, I’m going to take the kids to Kennywood amusement park, so you’ll get a break and our hubby will be working late in the cemetery fixing the water lines. So, Tara take a break today, Teresa can handle everything. See ya, will be back late,” then she walked out the Mortuary door to go get the kids.

I decided to take my sister’s advice, so I told Teresa, she was in charge for the day, if she had a problem call me next door and went back over to the house. Well, I walked in the house and went into the living room. I draped my blazer on the back of the reclining chair, as I passed it on my way to go sit on the sofa. I slipped my heels off and clicked on the television, it was about an hour later, when I heard a crash in the kitchen. Yeppers, it was our rottweiler knocking over the kitchen trash can. Well, our cat tiger was laying on the back of the sofa by me, he looked at me, as if to say, ” I didn’t do it!”

I got up and went into the kitchen, trash all over the floor and the dog nosing through it. So, I went over and picked up the trash can yelling at the dog, “What is your problem Jasper, it isn’t like you don’t get enough to eat around here, WTF, if you’re not doing it, the cat is!” Well, I got down on my hands and knees to pick up the trash and the stupid dog started jumping on me.

I yelled at the dog, ” Stop that you simpleton, I don’t want to play!”as I picked up the trash. The stupid dog kept jumping on me, even though, I pushed him away many times. Then I felt The dog Jump on me from behind and I yelled again, “Will you stop playing around Jasper!” 

It all happened so fast, suddenly, I felt the dog behind me, trying to wrap his paws around my waist. I stopped what I was doing, to get the dog off me, I tried to get up, but the dog had his weight on me. The dog towers over me, I yelled at the dog, “Get off me Jasper, dammit!” as I started struggling to get loose.

I yelled, “WTF, Jasper I’m not playing, now quit it, come on I’ll let you out in the yard, you can go jump in a pool, go for a swim!” as I managed to get loose and got to my feet. I started towards the glass sliding patio doors, while trying to pull my skirt down. He chased after me, I tried to get away from him, but he caught me within a few feet and knocked me down. I tried to get up again, but the dog got behind me and wrapped his paws around my waist, I struggled to get free. But our family rottweiler was too big for me, his nails scratched my sides, as he managed to get a tight grip around my waist with his paws.

My jaw dropped open and my eyes opened wide, as I froze for a second in utter shock, it dawned on me, what he was trying to do. The dog adjusted himself and pulled me tightly against him and mounted me, he started humping my ass. As I struggled to get loose, I felt the hard tip of his penis poking up under my black mini skirt at the crotch of my little pair of fluorescent pink satin bikini panties. I yelled out, “OH NO!”

I started struggling like crazy to get loose and crying and yelling, “NO NO NO, YOU DON’T WANT TO DO THIS JASPER!” but the dog was so much bigger than me. As I struggled, to get loose, I could feel the dogs hard penis poking crazy fast at the crotch of my panties.

I panicked, I was in shock of What was happening, then our innocent and lovable family Rottweiler was starting to growling at me. He grabbed me by the back of the neck, I could feel his teeth poking into my skin. Our family rottweiler was sending me the message to hold still and not move, So I froze and stopped struggling. I was crying, as I thought, “Thank God, I have panties on, just hold still and don’t move, Jasper, he’ll hump away and get off on my panties or the inside of my thigh, then it will be over with.”

I held perfectly still with tears running face, as our family rottweiler’s penis was poking wildly at the crotch of my tiny fluorescent pink satin bikini panties under my business dress black mini skirt trying to get it in me. 

Then Suddenly, as I felt the tip of the dog’s penis slide muğla escort up the inside of my thigh and pushed the crotch of my tiny little pair of fluorescent satin bikini panties to the side. I squealed and crying profusely, as I felt the tip of the dog’s penis go between my pussy lips. Our family’s rottweiler released my neck and let out loud howl, with tears running down my face, I cried out, “OOH NOOOO JASPER, PLEEEEEASE NO!” as I held perfectly still. The dog’s penis slid into the entrance of my smoothly waxed pussy, I was crying, as the dog started fucking me. His penis slid in and out the entrance to my smoothly waxed pussy, fast and furiously.

Jasper’s penis started to slowly grow inside of me, I could feel it quickly getting thicker and longer, it was going deeper inside me. I squealed like a piglet, as my little pussy started to stretch to accommodate the dog’s penis that was rapidly swelling, It felt so large and it was still growing. I have never had a penis in me that large before.

I cried and cried, as Jasper was fucking me with no mercy, breathing heavily with tears running down my face, I held my head up, looking straight ahead in to the stainless steel of the refrigerator at the reflection, of our family rottweiler mounted on the back of me, fucking me. The dog was fucking me fast and furiously like a jackhammer, showing me no mercy. Repeatedly, I started loudly crying out, “OH OH OH OH!” from the force of how hard and fast his penis was thrusting in and out of me.

The house was filled with the sound of our rottweiler slapping against my pale white little round ass and the sound of me repeatedly crying out loud, “OH OH OH OH!” as he jackhammered my little pussy. The dog’s penis had grown enormously, it felt humongous, I could feel the tip of the dog’s penis slamming quickly like a jackhammer, against my cervix. 

Then I thought to myself, “Oh no this can’t be happening,” the dog’s penis was rubbing against my G-spot. I felt it building like a runaway freight train, I tried to fight it, “AAHHHH OOOOH NOoooo!” I squealed out and threw my head back, my eyes rolled into the back of my head, as I dug my nails into the kitchen floor tiles. Like a tsunami, overwhelming me, my body started to shake and my pussy muscles started Contracting around the dog’s penis, as I exploded in to an orgasm, like a meteorite hitting the earth. I screamed out to the heavens, “OH YES JASPER, FUCK ME!” I have never had an orgasm like this ever before. then like a wave in the ocean in the ocean rolling in another orgasm came over me I squealed out, “OOOOOH MYYYYYY.”

I started to feel something large and hard slapping against my pussy lips, Jasper gave a couple more thrusts. Then something large and round pushed into the entrance of my pussy, my little pussy parted for what felt like, a very large orange entering me, as I started coming down from orgasming. I was breathing heavily, my body was shaking, as our family’s rottweiler went motionless and whimpering. He just laid on top of my back, I could feel the dog ejaculating, his very warm semen into me. It was very much warmer than a man’s semen, I could feel the dog’s large balls throbbing against the inside of my thigh. Our family rottweiler had just completed our mating, by depositing his seed into me.

I could feel our family’s rottweiler’s seed flowing down inside my pussy towards my cervix and to fertilize any egg that was there. With my eyes glazed over still in a foggy hazy of my orgasms, I cooed, “Oh Jasper, yes fill me with your seed,” While our family’s rottweiler trying to get me pregnant. The dumb dog doesn’t know it’s impossible, only technically for a miniscule 12 to 24 hours, I would be pregnant, until chromosomes doesn’t match up and the cells will not split. Then my body will reject it and it will die. It was about a good 15-20 minutes later and he was still resting on top of me and ejaculating his semen into me.

It took me a couple seconds to realize, when I tried to move, that me and our family’s rottweiler were stuck together, I thought to myself, “I guess I’m not escaping and going anywhere, so this is how dogs get stuck together.”

It was about another 15 minutes later when, the dog climbed off of my back and with a loud popping sound, our family rottweiler’s penis slipped out of me. I leaned up and sat back on my knees, I crying and feeling ashamed, weird and grossed out, I thought to myself, “God, I just got fucked by the dog, I had sex with a dog, I can’t tell anybody this.” The dog slowly walked past me, with tears running down my face, my eyes opened up wide and my jaw dropped open, when I seen the dog’s penis hanging down between his legs, with a clear watery looking semen dripping from the tip. It was oddly shaped compared to a man’s penis, it was very thick, like a very large cucumber and at least 9 inches or slightly longer.

The tip of our dog’s penis was red and the shaft of it, had a purplish-red color to it. Don’t know why, but I had never noticed or paid attention to the dogs balls, but as he walked out of the kitchen. I noticed them, hanging down between his legs, swinging back and forth, I thought to myself, “God, our Rottweiler has the largest set of balls, I’ve ever seen, no wonder it took the fucker forever to finish ejaculating, his semen into me. maybe it was my imagination, but I could swear our family rottweiler, strutted out of the kitchen into the dining room like, he was a king. I then realized what my sister meant over the years by “Boy, he really wants you bad!” as I was knelt down on my knees on the floor sitting, crying.

Well, I sat there a few seconds, crying in shock and nauseous to my stomach of what just happened. I slowly got up off the and fixed the crotch of my panties, then I pulled my skirt down, as walked out of the kitchen into the dining room. Our rottweiler laying in the corner licking himself, as a river of his semen was running down my leg. In shock, I walked into the living room my mind was spinning in disbelief of what had just happened.

I sat on the living room sofa, I was so grossed and weirded out, I could not tell anyone what had just happened, it was to embarrassing. I felt so weird and strange that I had intense orgasms, it was something I had never experienced before. I sat there on the sofa crying for couple of hours and I realized my family would be home soon, so I went to take a shower and calm down. I didn’t want anyone to see anything was wrong, so I had to try and pull myself together.

When my family got home later that night, they kept asking me if I was ok, because I was quiet and my mind was distracted forgetting things, as they spoke to me. In my mind, not only did I feel so ashamed, weird and grossed out that our dog fucked me, but also that I had an orgasm. Then what I yelled out during it, I wondered what I had did to cause the dog to want me. Maybe, I enticed him, when I bent over in my mini skirt and he could see my panties. I figured maybe dogs are not only attracted to smell, but are like men attracted visually, but that is something no one will ever know for sure.

Later that night, as I was laying in bed, I couldn’t believe how stupid and naive I was. Our family’s rottweiler has a been trying to get me over years and I never realized it. The dog finally got what he has been wanting all this time, to mate with me. I cried myself to sleep feeling ashamed, grossed out and so weird. Over the next few days, I looked on the internet to see if this had ever happened to any other women, with not a lot of luck. Only porn sites and stories of women that wanted to do it, written probably by men or men claiming to be women, you can tell by the way the phrase things and the words that they use.

The days went by and nothing happened, our dog didn’t try to attack me and he was well behaved, he wasn’t chewing on furniture or humping it or racing around the house, like a bull muğla escort bayan in a china shop. I was surprised by his behavior, but I will still leery and cautious of him, afraid he would do it again. It was probably my imagination, but I could swear our Rottweiler was strutting around the house like, he was a stud, because he got me.

It was a few week’s later, a Friday Evening, about 10 p.m. and it had been a long day with us having two funerals at the mortuary, along with me visiting my 92 year old grandfather at the nursing facility. So, after taking a shower, I horny as hell from not having sex for a few days and to top it off the previous evening making out with my husband, he falls asleep in the middle of it. My pussy was twitching and thumping, then to top it off, that time of the was only a couple days away adding to my hormones of wanting to get laid, like usual and I was in the mood.

Well, I came downstairs dressed to the living room in my short black satin robe, that only comes down to the midpoint of my hips and a skimpy pair of shiny metallic silver bikini panties, you know the ones that are shiny like in foil or look like they’re made out of tin foil. As I walked into the living room my sister wives was sitting there in their short robes and panties also, like we always? do, with our husband, along with the kids watching television in the evening.

And like usual my 18 year old son’s eyes was glued to my little round ass, on my way to go sit on the sofa, beside our husband. I thought to myself, “There goes my chubby overweight son again, staring at my ass, I guess he will be stealing these panties, I’m wearing to jerk off on, the pervert.” Something he’s been doing for years, he thinks I don’t know, but I just let it go, I figure boys will be boys and they can be disgusting little pervs.

After awhile, I leaned over and in a low voice, I said into to our husband ear, that, “I wanted to go to bed and fool around.” When, he popped up and said, “His back was hurting and he was tired.” I looked at him and said, “You got to be kidding me, really, it’s my night. If I don’t get some tonight, I have to wait, because the next two nights are Toni’s and then it’s Kathy’s turn. So, I’m going to have to wait four days!” Well, he ignored me and continued watching television, so I wasn’t getting any penis there and my sister Toni is in for a big surprise. So, I could fool around with my sister Toni or Kathy, but it wasn’t the same, I needed a penis. 

Then our family rottweiler came racing in the living room, like a bull in like, in a china shop. He laid on the floor at the bottom of my feet, like he usually does. So, after sitting there awhile, watching television with everyone. My attention was drawn, when the dog bumped the coffee table, I looked down and noticed the tip of the dogs red penis poking of his fur.

As I stared down at the little red tip of his penis poking out, I thought to myself, “Jasper’s penis looks like a tube of red lipstick poking out like that, it doesn’t look that bad, I like the color of it. Boy, when it’s erect it is big, but now that, I think of it. It was quite attractive looking, even more than a man’s penis. The reddish purple color of it and the shape of it, what am I doing, I’m looking at the dog’s penis. But, I’m so fucking horny and the dog has a penis and I need to get laid. Come to think of it, when Jasper got me a few weeks ago, ever since that day, he’s been so well behaved, up until today anyways. He probably needs to mate again, I’d be doing the our family’s rottweiler a favor and it’ll make the kids happy, our husband won’t talk about getting rid of him. Sooooo, maybe I should let Jasper have a go at me, no one will know. God, it’s so revolting, I can’t believe I’m thinking about having sex with a dog, but he has a penis and if I let the dog mate with me. I’ll get laid and it’ll settle him down, but his penis is too large.”

Then my mind was distracted, when my sister Kathy came back into the living room and handed me a glass of tea. I took a sip of my tea and set it down on the coffee table. Then I looked down at the dog’s penis poking out of his fur and I thought to myself, “If decide to do this, where can I take him to let him have a go at me, I can’t take him up to my bedroom, because everyone knows that, I don’t take the dog in my room at night, it’ll draw suspicion and with my luck someone knock and wonder why I have the door locked. I can’t take him out in the cemetery at this late hour, it’ll draw suspicion also.

I took a sip of my tea and I thought to myself, ” There’s only three penises in this house my husband’s, my 18 year old son’s and our dogs. Well my husband doesn’t want to get me any and I’m not having sex with my son, even though, the lazy overweight son of mine would fuck me a hot second by the way, he stares at my little round ass and jerks off on my panties. Sooo, there’s Jasper, with that big reddish purple penis, It is so gross, but what the hell, what’s the harm in it. my husband doesn’t want to give me any sex and I need to get laid by a penis. Anyways, it’s not like I’m cheating with some man, it’s only a dog. I going do this, but where do we do it. I’ll take him in the game room, they’re used to me going in there and locking the door, so I’m not disturbed to do the books and paperwork for the Mortuary that won’t draw suspicion.

I knew the dog will come when he hears me closing the sliding doors, like he always does. So I got up off of the sofa and said,” I’ve seen this movie already, I’m going to go do some paperwork.” Then, as I was leaving the living room, I accidentally mumbled under my breath, “This is so gross and sooo taboo, I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

My husband said to me, “What you say honey?”

I replied back, “Huh, Oh nothing, I got some paperwork to do, sweetheart.”

Revolted and grossed out about what I was getting ready to do, I exited the living room and crossing the foyer to the game room. I made sure I acted like usual, I went to slowly close the wooden sliding doors and the dog came running, like I expected. I said,” Ok Jasper you can come in, but you better lay down and behave.”

I closed the wooden sliding doors and locked them. They had the television playing loud in the living room, so they won’t be able to hear much. I went over to the footstool by the sofa and picked up my open laptop that was on it. I was so nervous, when I want to lay it on the desk, I almost dropped it, juggling it, hitting the keys and everything. But I caught it and just set it on the desk. 

Jasper had went over and laid on the sofa, I walked over to the sofa and stood in front of him, I looked down at the dog and took a deep breath, then said out loud to myself, “Here goes.” I undid the the sash to my short black satin robe, then let it slowly slide off of my shoulders, down my back, over my round ass and drop to the floor. Then I said,”Ok Jasper, like what you see, you’ve wanted to mate with me for a long time and a few weeks ago, you finally got what you’ve been wanting for a long time, you got me. I guess in a way, now it makes me your mate, so Jasper, I’m offering myself to you, I’m going to let you mate with me tonight?.” 

As I looked at the dog my eyes gazed down at the red tip of his penis sticking out of his fur. My pussy started thumping in twitching even more and I started breathing heavily, I felt like a female cat in heat. I said to our family’s Rottweiler, “Jasper, I’ll make a deal with you, if you behave around the house, stop jumping on the kids unless they want to play, chewing and humping things. Jasper, I will start mating with you, when I see you need to and the coast is clearer that no one will catch us. I will let you mate with me and empty your balls into my pussy two give you some relief. now remember I’m new at this, I know you’re attracted by smell. So I figure you got to be the same as escort muğla a human man, attracted visually also.” So I started seductively walking slowly back and forth in front of the dog, shaking my little round ass in my skimpy shiny silver metallic foil bikini panties. 

After a few minutes of that, I noticed the tip of the dogs red penis was poking out little more than before. when I seen that I stopped in front of the dog and I said, “Okay Jasper, I see the red tip of your penis poking out, I’m new at this Jasper, but we’ve got to get it sticking out a bit more. So you can get it in me. Let’s see, I guess, I gotta suck on your penis a bit, I didn’t plan on doing this Jasper.” Then I got down on my knees in front of the sofa that Jasper was laying on, preparing to take our family’s rottweiler’s penis in my mouth. I said, God this is so gross!”

Then nervously, I slowly reached over and touched the red tip of his penis, with my index finger, I gently and slowly ran the tip of my finger up and down it. After doing that for a few I said to the dog, “Jasper you have the largest set of balls I’ve ever seen, I’m curious of what they feel like.” Then I sled my right hand down over to his balls and gently ran the tips of my fingers over them. Jasper did not seem to mind what I was doin, he rolled on his back and spread his legs. I then cupped balls with my hand and started gently massaging them, after a few minutes of that, I slid my right hand back up to his penis and gently sled down the sheath that covered his penis. I took a deep breath and said, “Ok Jasper, I hope you enjoy this, I never thought, I would ever be wrapping my lips around your penis Jasper, but I’m going to, so here goes. Oh God, I can’t believe I’m doing this!”

So I leaned down and parted my lips, then slid my lips over the red tip of our family’s rottweiler’s penis and I started gently sucking on it. The dog’s penis started to grow, as my lips slid up and down the little red tip of it, there was a clear fluid leaking out of it. It had a slight coppery taste to it and a sweet taste to it, like maple syrup. Well, after a few minutes, the dog’s penis had doubled in size, so, I slipped my lips off of it. Then said to the dog, ” I can’t believe, I had your penis in my mouth Jasper!”

I then stood up and said, “Ok Jasper, I’m going to let you mate with me, I’m all yours, my pussy is yours for the taking, I’m your bitch. God, I never thought I’d be saying this to a dog.” I slipped off my panties and tossed them on the pool table, even though, I was revolted and grossed out, nervously, As I knelt down on the floor on my knees and sat back, when I seen the dog immediately jumped off the sofa, I got even more nervous. I thought to myself,” I can’t believe I’m offering myself to our family’s rottweiler.” I could feel the cold nose of the dog nose against my ass cheeks sniffing me, then I felt his tongue run across my pussy lips a couple of times.

I was so nervous, as I leaned over a bit to grab the footstool, that had a red plaid quilt on top of it. I slid it over and kneeling on the floor, I bent over it, resting the top half of me, on the quilt with my little round ass in the air and my little smoothly waxed pussy fully exposed for our family’s Rottweiler to take.

I was nervous and shaking, then Jasper wrapped his paws around my waist and mounted me. I held perfectly still for him to take me, then Jasper started poking his penis around, searching for my pussy opening. 

After a few seconds, Jasper quickly slipped the tip of his penis up my ass and let out a howl. I blurted out ,” Oh Oh Oh my God !” as our family’s rottweiler started fucking me in the ass and I was squealing like a piglet. After a couple of minutes, thank God, it slipped out, I was praying that no one heard me squealing like a little piglet, but it appeared they did not, they had the television up loud in the living room. Then the dog reposition himself and started poking the tip of the penis around looking for my opening. it only took him a couple seconds and he found the opening to my pussy, his penis started sliding in and out of my pussy fast, like a jackhammer. His penis felt so good, I was so horny, I could feel his penis growing inside of me, as I offered myself to our family’s rottweiler. Down on my knees, bent over the footstool with my head up looking straight ahead at the pool table. My little pussy stretched to accommodate his penis that was rapidly growing inside of me, the dog was really giving it to me, he was fucking me with no mercy.

Breathing heavily and repeatedly squealing, “OH OH OH,” from the force of his thrusts. Jasper, was fucking me furiously, jerking me forward with each thrust, that my glasses flew off onto the carpet a few feet away. A few minutes later my pussy exploded like nitroglycerin. I bit down on my lip, as hard, as I could, not to make a sound, I could feel the stream of blood that was running down my chin, but I couldn’t hold it any longer. I threw my head back and dug my nails into the quilt, as I moaned out loudly, “OOOOOH MYYYY!” Jasper was doing me good, then with a hissing sound I cried out,” OH YES JASPER, FUCK ME!”

Wave after wave of orgasms flowed through my shaking, as my pussy muscles contracted around the dog’s penis, while Jasper continued fucking me like a jackhammer. After what seems like forever, but probably was about 10 minutes had passed, then that’s when I felt the dogs bulb at the end of his penis, slapping against the lips of my pussy. It then parted my pussy lips and push its way into my pussy. Seconds later, Jasper went motionless and let out a loud whimper. Our family rottweiler’s very warm semen was squirting into me. He rested on top of me, while he planted his seed into me. He was giving it his very best, to get me pregnant and carry his puppies, a futile effort, but I will give him an A for effort though. So, I laid there, kneeling on the floor, bent over a footstool, for a good 40 minutes, while our family’s rottweiler ejaculated his semen into my pussy. With my eyes glossed over I felt so relaxed, from the intense orgasms, I just had. Jasper finally went to get off of me, the bulb at the base of his penis made a sloppy wet popping sound, as he pulled it out in me. then the dog’s penis slowly slid out of my pussy, as Jasper got off of me.

After gathering my senses, I felt so revolted and grossed out that I offered myself, to our family’s rottweiler. but he got me off better than any man ever had. Even though I found it gross and revolting having sex with a dog. The sex was great, I got up off of the floor and slipped back on my bikini panties, then I put my robe on and tied to sash. Jasper went and laid on the sofa licking himself, as I left the game and went back into the living room. Most everyone had gone off to bed except my son. 

My son said to me,” I hear Jasper was being an idiot again and howling.”

With a smirk on my face and a little giggle in my voice I said,” Yeah I don’t know why he did that,” as I walked towards the dining room. I knew my son would be staring at my little round ass in my little skimpy bikini panties, but at that moment, I didn’t care, if my son stared. I figured let him look at what he’s not getting, but the dog is and I shook my little round ass real good on my way into the dining room. He can go upstairs and spank his monkey, while thinking about my ass, the Pervert. The next morning, I went in the game room to get my laptop and thank God, no one had gone into the game or at least that’s what I thought at the time, because when I had juggled my laptop, almost dropping it. I must have hit the button to record video key and it recorded everything last night. After that evening, even though I still had trouble dealing with feeling weird and it grossed me out about mating with our family’s rottweiler. Jasper was so well behaved around the house, so I kept my word and started mating with the dog. no one in the house has a clue that is doing me, all they know is a dog suddenly has become well behaved. Our husband is no longer talking about getting rid of him, so the kids are happy about that.

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As Erin leaned forward over the cream and white colored marble counter and looked at her reflection in the mirror, she wondered how she came to be in this place. It was a Wednesday afternoon and she knew she should be in school. However, she found herself on the sixth floor of the Millennium Hotel in St. Louis.

As her hands rested on the counter, Erin stared intently into the mirror. She drew a deep breath as she readied herself. “Time to put on the happy face,” Erin thought to herself as she fluffed her long black over her shoulders and adjusted the black corset that covered her large round breasts.

“Here we go,” she said aloud, softly enough her words barely audible to her own ears. Erin reached for the door handle and stepped her 5’ 5” frame into the hotel room. As she did, she felt her stomach churning in disgust. Erin was a fully developed and stunningly beautiful young woman although she was only 15 years old. Her black corset wrapped tightly around her torso, accentuating the curves of her hips. The tiny “Sexy Little Thing” panty, so aptly named by the Victoria’s Secret line of lingerie, barely covered her perfectly shaved pussy. Erin ran her hands up her stomach and across her tanned skin; skin bronzed by daily tanning sessions. Her hands stopped below her full breasts as she cupped each in her hands.

Erin looked up. Standing before her, Erin first eyed Thomas. Thomas was 47 years old and considered himself a good-looking man. Erin on the other hand, found him revolting. Thomas stood about 5’ 8” tall and she guessed he weighed about 210lbs, much of the weight around his mid-section. His belly, crafted over many years of fast-food and sheer laziness, hung over the hideous briefs he wore. Erin nearly gagged as she observed his small erection bulging in the red fabric and the large wet spot on the front of his underwear.

Her eyes shifted to Thomas’ right. Standing next to him was Thomas’ co-worker Les. Les was 51 years old and stood about two inches taller than Thomas. He was a frail man, balding on the top of his head with a small tuft of grey hair covering the middle of his chest. Les was unable to hide his apparent arousal as he slowly stroked his cock awaiting the upcoming encounter.

“Hi boys!” Erin said, trying to appear eager. This was the farthest thing from reality. Erin had no choice but to be here. Nearly a year ago, she’d found herself forced into a secretive society of prostitution; the prostitution of young girls that catered to middle-aged businessmen.

Erin had lost count of the times she’d been found herself in similar surroundings, albeit different hotels, different cities, different “sexy” clothing. However, each encounter was eerily similar; perverted older men, out-of-shape, graying hair, penises not functional without the aid of modern chemistry, role-playing scenarios, and ultimately, the statutory rape of a beautiful young woman. As Erin recounted the numerous encounters, she forced a smile.

Thomas stepped forward first. As with all other “encounters,” there was no romance, no small talk, and almost always, no foreplay. Erin had learned one lesson early in her forced employment; these men were paying top dollar to fulfill a fantasy and wanted to make the most of every minute. Time was money and they would not waste their time with romance.

As Thomas moved forward, he pulled his cock from his briefs. “You know what Uncle Tommy likes,” he said, his hands trembling and he held his cock.

“Do you want me to suck your cock Uncle Tommy?” Erin asked, feigning a naughty tone to her voice. ‘Uncle Tommy’ was the moniker Thomas answered to during his monthly meeting with Erin. In his twisted fantasy, Erin was required to play the role of his “naughty niece.”

Erin knew the game. She lowered herself to her knees and positioned herself in front of “Uncle Tommy.” Without thought, Erin reached forward and took his tiny cock in her hand, her slender fingers wrapped around his narrow shaft. Erin slowly opened her mouth and moved her head forward. The instant her tongue made contact with his cock, Thomas moaned; Erin felt his body shiver.

“Fucking loser…no control,” she though to herself.

“Take it all in!” Thomas commanded, as if Erin would struggle to do so. Erin rolled her eyes as she thought about the cocks twice as big as his she’d had in her mouth; the men half his age she’d made cum.

Erin slowly placed his cock in kütahya escort her mouth, her soft tongue gently caressing the bottom of his shaft. As she did, she felt Thomas place his hands on the side of her head. Instinct told her to pull back but reality soon sank in; she couldn’t. Erin had to suck his cock whether she liked it or not. Erin slowly moved her head back and forth, easily taking Thomas’ cock into her mouth.

Erin’s allowed her mind to escape the moment by drifting back to more pleasant memories; memories of more than a year ago when she’d secretly met her lover; secret meetings with an older man; secret meetings that ultimately led to her being on her knees today, sucking a cock for money.

Almost six months earlier, her father had discovered her secret encounters. He had accidentally discovered a text message from her lover and, through a bit of investigating, was able to uncover her secret fetishes and the identity of her lover and their secret trysts.

Despite being raised by her father, Erin never felt close to him. He was rarely home and when he was, he often smelled of bourbon. His discovery of her attraction to older, dominant men only worked to widen the gap and ultimately, led to her absolute hatred of her father.

As Erin reminisced about the last few months, she felt Les place his hands on her hips, indicating he wanted her to sit up on her hands and knees. Erin knew the routine; these two never changed anything. Compliantly, Erin did so. As she did, she felt Les pull the fabric of her panties to the side and press his cock against the tiny opening of her pussy.

Erin closed her eyes as Les slowly worked himself inside of her. Within seconds, her mind raced back to the day her father confronted her.

She had been surprised he was not more angry towards his discovery. In fact, he sat calmly on the couch as he explained what Erin had to do to keep her lover out of jail. Erin sat in disbelief as her father explained she would become his prostitute. As such, she would be required to fuck who he said, when he said, for as long as he said. He would charge five hundred dollars per hour, per man, plus all travel, meal, and hotel expenses, to any man who wanted to experience sex with a young teenaged girl.

Erin could not believe what her father had proposed. Erin tried to protest to no avail. He explained that if Erin did not do as he wished, he would go directly to the police, a move sure to send her lover to jail for many, many years. Erin had no choice. Not only did she have to protect her lover, she had also involved her younger sister in numerous encounters with her lover; a fact her father had yet to discover. If he did indeed go to the police, Erin was certain the ensuing investigation would uncover her little sister’s involvement and Erin would protect her sister at any cost, even if it meant being daddy’s whore.

As Erin reluctantly agreed to her father’s “arrangement,” she was hit with even more shocking news. As her father stood up, he ordered her to pull her pants down to her knees and bend over the arm of their couch.

Again, Erin attempted to resist. “No daddy, please don’t,” Erin begged.

Her pleas fell on deaf ears. With lightening speed, her father was upon her, grabbing her by the hair. As he intertwined his fingers in her hair, he pulled her head violently to the side. Erin screamed as a searing pain shot through her scalp.

Erin instinctively reached up and grabbed her father’s wrists, trying to pull his hands away from her head. Erin instantly realized her father was too strong. As she tried to free herself from his grasp, her father spun her around and nearly lifted her feet from the ground as he guided her to the edge of the couch.

With overwhelming force, Erin felt herself being shoved forward over the arm of their couch.

“Daddy, please don’t do this!” Erin begged.

“You wanna be a whore then I’m gonna treat you like a whore!” he shot back. “You’re just like your mother, a slut!”

“Daddy, please, I’m your daughter, don’t do this to me!” Erin again pleaded.

As she spoke, she felt her father forcing her jeans down her hips and over her full ass.

“Daaa-aaaa-ddy, please stop!” she screamed.

Her father forced her jeans down farther. She felt friction of the denim fabric nearly burning her delicate skin as he yanked them down below her knees. One side of her panties remained escort kütahya above her hip as the other side was stretched down to mid-thigh level. Her father grasped the remaining obstacle and in one swift motion, ripped the material away from her body. She felt the material nearly tear into her skin as he tore the panties away.

Still positioned behind her, she felt him kneel down as he spit a large drop of saliva into her ass crack. As he stood, he worked the silky liquid into her full pussy lips and her tight pussy hole.

Within seconds, her father had shoved his prick into her young cunt and began fucking her feverishly. Erin gasped as he took his thick muscular hands and held her down by pressing against the small of her back. Although she never saw his cock, she could tell it was not long but it was very thick. She felt her tiny pussy stretched to its limit as he fucked his little girl.

Erin remembered very little from this point except hearing her father tell her over and over how good her tight pussy felt. Erin didn’t know how long he fucked her but knew it no longer than a couple minutes. After coming inside her, he stepped back and spoke, “If you don’t go along with this, I’ll do the same thing to your sister!”

As her father left the room, Erin remained bent over the family couch, weeping, as she felt her fathers semen running down the inside of her leg.

So here she was, months later, a stranger’s cock in her mouth and another stranger’s cock fucking her tight young cunt. Glancing at the digital clock on the nightstand, Erin realized this “appointment” was only 10 minutes old; she had another hour and fifty minutes to go. The one bright spot, she would earn $200, the 10% her father agreed to pay her.

Erin was thrust back into reality when she felt Les push his thumb into her tiny asshole. Ordinarily, Erin would have loved the feeling of a finger, a tongue, or a thick cock in her ass. However, she was in no way attracted to these men and she was being forced to pretend she was enjoying it unlike the many secret sexual encounters she’d had since the age of 13.

As much as she despised what she was doing, Erin knew she had to do a good job. Closing her eyes, she tried to muster as much enthusiasm as possible. Swallowing hard, she began to focus on one of the things she did best; sucking a cock.

Erin reached up and wrapped her tiny fingers around Thomas’ shaft. She began to move her head back and forth faster and faster, stroking the length of his shaft as she worked her tongue around. As she increased her efforts, she felt Les pick up the pace of his assault on her tight pussy. Erin felt her pussy becoming increasingly moist. She did have to admit that Les’ cock, or any cock for that matter, felt good in her cunt.

Erin began to rock back and forth, meeting Les’ strokes. She felt his balls as they smacked against her moist clit. His hands were wrapped tightly around her waist as he pulled her tiny frame harder and harder into his. Erin began to moan, torn between disgust and pleasure.

Sensing Thomas was ready to explode, she removed his cock from her mouth and began stroking it faster and faster. She watched as the tip of his cock grew, swelling from its impending explosion.

“Fuck yeah, stroke Uncle Tommy’s cock Erin…make me cum baby!” Thomas moaned. Within seconds, his cock exploded, jettisoning a large wad of cum on Erin’s chin. She quickly placed her mouth around his pulsing cock and felt him empty pump after pump of warm sperm on her soft tongue.

“Good girl!” Thomas said as he stepped backwards. “It’s time to make Les cum you little slut!”

Erin rotated her body around, feeling Les’ cock fall from her now gaping cunt. Les stepped forward, his cock covered in Erin’s sweet juices. Erin opened her mouth and allowed Les to insert his shaft in her mouth. Erin smiled as she tasted her own pussy juice on Les’ cock.

As she began her oral assault on Les, Thomas knelt behind her and began pressing his tongue against her ass. Somewhat startled at first, Erin clenched her tiny butt cheeks. Sensing her discomfort, Thomas used his large hands to spread her ass cheeks apart as he began circling his tongue around the rim of her nubile ass.
Again, Erin was torn mentally. On one hand, she was being violated by two men she hardly knew; men who had an aversion to young pussy. On the other hand, the feeling of Thomas’ kütahya escort bayan tongue probing her young ass was extremely arousing.

Les obviously had more “staying power” than did Thomas. Erin expertly worked her lips, mouth, and tongue around his shaft and Les showed no signs of orgasm. She felt the muscles in her jaw beginning to tire as five minutes, then ten, and then fifteen minutes elapsed.

As she sucked on Les’ cock, Thomas remained focused on Erin’s pussy and ass. He was obviously waiting for his cock to become erect again as he gently probed his tongue in and out of her smooth slit. Erin did her best to forget she had been rented to these men by her father and tried to focus solely on the sexual acts she was involved with.

As the minutes elapsed, Erin felt her pussy begin to tingle, a tingle that signaled one thing; she needed to be fucked again.

“Uncle Tommy, fuck my pussy, please,” Erin spoke as she momentarily removed Les’ cock from her lips.

Les, obviously reinvigorated by her words, raised himself to his knees and aligned his cock with her soaking cunt. “You want my cock in your pussy honey?” he asked.

“Yes Uncle Tom, please fuck me hard!” Erin begged.

Les stepped back and watched intently as Thomas eased his cock into Erin’s young pussy. He began stroking his cock slowly as Thomas worked his shaft deeper into Erin’s young innocence.

“Mmmmm, yes Uncle Tom, that feels so good!” Erin moaned.

“You’ve been a bad girl Erin!” he said. “Bad girls deserve to be fucked hard!”

As he spoke, Thomas began stroking his cock in and out of Erin. Her cunt was dripping with her own juices making his penetration smooth and effortless.

“Ummm, you feel so good Erin. Uncle Tom loves fucking you!” Thomas grunted between strokes.

Erin noticed Les stroking his cock more furiously now. His seven inch cock was capped by his large, mushroom shaped head. Erin stared as he worked his hand up and down his shaft. As she watched Les, Thomas continued to pound Erin’s pussy.

Erin found herself rocking back and forth as her skin smacked against Thomas’.

Erin spoke, “You want my ass?” she asked Les.

“Mmm…yes!” he groaned.

Erin allowed Thomas to slide his cock from her cunt as she stood and waited for Les to position himself on the bed. Once he was in-place, Erin straddled him, her back facing his head. Slowly lowering herself onto Les’ chest, she guided the tip of his cock toward her tiny asshole. Slowly, she felt Les work the tip of his cock past the rim of her ass and then, inch by inch, deeper and deeper into her.

Once his cock was securely buried in her ass, Thomas climbed onto the bed and positioned himself between her spread open legs. Thomas guided his cock into her tight cunt once again. Erin was now overwhelmed, one cock buried deep in her pussy and one cock in her ass.

As if on cue, Erin heard the door to the room open and a second later, her father appeared.

Erin froze momentarily. She was not expecting her father. Even though he had arranged this encounter, Erin believed he had remained at their home in California as she made the trip.

“What are you doing here?” she asked.

“I’m gonna join the fun!” he said as he began to undress.

“Hey Rob!” Thomas exclaimed, “she is such a good piece of ass. We’re both glad you don’t mind sharing!”

Erin’s father replied, “I know, she’s better than her mother ever was but shit, you should feel how tight her sister’s cunt is!”

Les and Thomas continued to fuck Erin as she laid back in disbelief. Did she hear her father correctly? Did he say her sister had a tight cunt? Had he fucked her little sister?

“She’s got a younger sister?” Les asked.

“Yep. 13 and really tight and damn, that girl can suck a cock!” Her father Rob replied.

“Is she available?” Thomas asked, referring to being available to be “bought” by the hour.

Erin could sense Les and Thomas’ interest and arousal pique as their cocks swelled inside her. The very thought of fucking a 13 year old nearly made both of them explode.

Yeah, I’m thinkin’ about eight hundred and hour for both of them. Whaddya think?” Rob asked.

“Hell, I’d pay it to be able to fuck ‘em both!” Les proclaimed.

Erin did her best to control her emotions, not letting her father sense her rage or her hatred for him. She vowed at that moment that she would get even with her father. Some how, some way, she would make him pay for his actions.

As her mind raced, her father stepped to the edge of the bed, cock in hand.

“Scoot over here a little bit and suck daddy’s cock!”

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Picture this, she is about 45 years old, 5’5″ tall with blonde hair that flows to her shoulder in elegant fasion. She’s not too thick and not too thin, probably weighing around 150 pounds, and well proportioned. She often loves wearing low cut blouses and skirts with panty hose which always drove me nuts when I saw her. We work together, in fact, she is part of the management team over me. She’s not incredibly beautiful, but there is something about her. Whenever I see her, I want to jump her bones so bad it’s almost unbearable. Her name is Anna.

Anna is around a lot when I am at work, always making herself very friendly and somewhat flirty towards all the men. Us guys were always flirty back to her, but I never heard any of the guys talk about her like guys would about other girls they thought were hot. Perhaps, it was just me who had a thing for older women, or maybe there were other guys who felt the same but were afraid what their friends would think. I don’t know, but I was always checking Anna’s voluptuous body out, especially when she wore a skirt.

I asked around the shop, inconspicuously, about her and found out that she was married, but that her husband had died several years ago and she never remarried. Immediatley upon finding out this information I had several questions. How does a pretty lady like herself not remarry? I wonder if she has had sex with anyone since her husband? If so, who does she sleep with? These questions and more like it raced through my horney mind. I would have to find a way to hit on her without getting fired.

One morning, I arrived at my normal time which was about 25 minutes early, and saw Anna sitting on a chair in our gathering room welcoming the guys as they came to work. This was not an unusual thing for her, but this morning, she was wearing one of her skirts. The skirt was only about knee length but it had a split in it and it buttoned up the front with big buttons. She had her legs crossed which caused her split to gape open and there was a little space in between her buttons showing off her legs covered in a thin pair of flesh-toned panty hose. Across her lovely tits was a thin blue button-up blouse which was tight, hugging her round C cup breast. I clocked in for work and took a seat in the gathering room drinking a fresh cup of coffee. From where I was sitting, I had an awesome view of her crossed legs and I began to stare at her body.

I looked up to stare at her tits and I realized she was looking at me and caught me stareing at her the whole time. She could probably tell that I was undressing her in my mind. ” Good morning” she said to me with a smile. “Good morning” I replied with a nervous smile and looked away realizing she just caught me stareing at her sexy legs. I looked back to see Anna get up and refill her coffee cup but when she came back she didn’t sit back down, but instead she stood at the corner of the counter. Now a few days ago I was standing in the exact same spot she was when she walked by me. As she was walking behind me her hand brushed my butt, and I looked at her but she didn’t look at me and just kept walking. Now I don’t know if she did that on purpose or not but I liked it. Seeing Anna standing in the same spot I was where she brushed my butt with her hand gave me a little idea.

I needed to through my cup away and to do that I had to walk around her to get to the trash can. I got up and headed toward her. She was talking to someone and didn’t pay any attention to me, but when I passed behind her, I let my left hand brush the back of her ass. I did it in such a way that I knew she would know it wasn’t an accident, but at the same time I wasn’t to obvious about it. I kept walking to throw my cup away and when I turned around to walk back she looked at me with an expressionless look. I looked her in the eyes as I passed back by her, smiled and kept walking to get everything ready for me to start the day. I was sitting in my van getting ready to leave when I looked up and saw Anna walking towards me. “OH shit!” I said to myself, almost sure that I was in trouble or something. I rolled my window down only to here the click,click,click from her high heels walking on the pavement.

She came up close to my window and said ” I know what you did back there.”

“You do?” I replied playing dumb.

“Yes, and I see you checking me out all the time so you better be careful” she said with a grin and a slightly raised eyebrow. Then turned around to walk back into the building.

I couldn’t help but watch her sexy figure as she walked with her ass shaking and legs glimmering in the morning sun. Everytime she wore a skirt like the one she had on, it always made me want to just walk over to her, grab her ankles, spread her legs, and eat her fucking pussy. As I was watching her I was also thinking what in the world just happened. The way she smiled at the end and raised kuşadası escort her eyebrow looked a lot like a flirt. I was pretty sure she had no problem whatsoever with me touching her ass.

Well, about a week later, the company I work for started to do management ride-outs. This is where a member of the management will ride out in the field with one of the techs to get opinions and a first hand knowledge of what the tech’s day is like. It came time for me to have a rider and so I was a little worried who I would get. I was loading my van up with supplies for that day when I felt a hand lightly grab my arm. I turned my head only to see Anna standing next to me.

” I’m going to be your rider today,” she said as she got in the van.

“Wow, how did you get stuck with me today?” I jokingly replied.

“Who do you think decided who rode with who?” she said sarcasticly.

With that said I got in the van and we drove off to my first job. At first it was a little awkward because I wasn’t sure what to talk about, but within a few minutes everything was fine. We talked about nearly everything under the sun. As the day wore on, we were talking about personal things like her husband dying and stuff like that. She told me her husband died about six years ago. I asked her why she didn’t get remarried and she told me because she just got wrapped up in her career and never found the time.

” Dont you get lonely living by yourself, not having a man to go home to?”

” I guess I do sometimes” she replied.

” A beautiful women like yourself has got to have sexual needs, how do you fulfill those?” I blurted out.

” Excuse me, that is none of your business, but if you must know, I haven’t had sex since my husband died,” she replied while looking at me as if she was hinting at something.

Well, I was pretty comfortable at this point with Anna and I asked her ” Is there anything I could do to help you with that situation?” I realized how cheazy that was but I didn’t care.

In a sarcastic tone she said ” Yah, maybe if you weren’t twenty something years younger than me.”

“Oh come on, I know you want me or you wouldn’t have put yourself riding with me today. I know your’e not going to let a little age difference keep you from experiencing the sexual pleasure you deserve as a women,and besides, I would tear you apart in an instant,” I replied.

She was shocked as she looked over at me and gave me a naughty smile so I told her I knew a good place to park if she was interested. She said she was definitely interested but was not going to take the chance on company time. We decided to meet at her house later that night, which happened to be a Friday. I asked her to wear something sexy and she said ” Trust me, you won’t be disapointed.”

I arrived at her house around 9:00p and knocked on the door. “Come in, it’s open!” I heard from inside so I walked into her house which was very nice and sat on the couch. ” I’ll be down in a minute” she yelled from upstairs. I made myself comfortable as I listened to her walk down the stairs. With every step she took there was a tap from her heels and then she came into view. My mouth dropped and all I could do was stare at her body covered in a very naughty outfit. She had her blonde hair fixed up and teased out with red lipstick on her lips. She had a one piece lacy,shear teddy on which left almost nothing to the imagination. It was red to match her lips and it barely covered her full C cup tits. You could see straight through the shear material around her nipples which were lond and hard. Working our way down from her tits was more lace and by the time the teddy got to her pussy it turned into a thong. The thin material was sunk in between her pink lips spreading them apart creating an awesome camel toe. Her gorgeous legs were bare and silky, topped off by a seductive pair of red high heels.

” You like my outfit?” she asked as she walked toward me. I was sitting on the couch already pitching a tent and said, ” Oh yah, you look very hot.” Anna straddled my lap, pressing my boner up against her pussy, and started to kiss me. I kissed her back, thrusting my tounge in and out of her mouth. Her lips were soft and warm as they began to kiss my neck sending shivers down my spine. I started rubbing and squeezing her tits and running my fingers over her nipples; all the while she was grinding her body on top of my raging cock. ” There’s something I have always wanted to do to you,” I told her. ” What’s that?” I made her sit on the couch, and then I grabbed her ankles, spreaded her legs while I began to kiss them. I rested her legs over my shoulders and continued kissing her inner thigh, working my way closer to her camel toe. The thin material that was pressed into her pussy was soaked as I pulled it aside to expose her pink cunt.

I ran my tounge around her pussy, exploring every kuşadası escort bayan inch of wet slit. Anna let out quiet moans as my tounge slipped in and out of her hole and over her swollen, marble sized clit. She loved it when I nibbled and sucked on the excess skin of her pink slit and said ” Oh baby, eat my pussy.” My tounge became a machine, pulsating over her clit while her hips moved in and out. Her pussy tasted so good and she was so wet and turned on. I dove my entire face into her sticky pussy as I heard, “OH YAH, Don’t stop!!!” she yelled. Her hips shook while I continued eating her pussy violently like it was the last pussy I would ever eat. After several loud moans and a few curse words Anna covered my face in her sweet juices. “Oh God” she kept saying over and over. “That felt so fucking good. You don’t know how long it’s been since a man has eaten my pussy.” She lyed down on the couch for a second with me next to her carressing her soft legs and rubbing her hard nipples while she regained her breath.

She looked down at the bulge in my pants and saw the wet spot from my pre-cum. I stood in front of her and took off my pants while she was still sitting on the couch. My raging cock was stareing her in the face and she began to touch it with her soft hands. Next, she leaned forward, stuck out her tounge, and started licking my cock slowly from top to bottom as if it were a sucker and she was savouring the flavour with every lick. All of the sudden, she engulfed my dick with her warm mouth with her lips gripping my shaft tightly, and she began to suck while stroking my dick also with her hand. I could tell it had been a while since she had given a blow job, but she was doing just fine. “Oh baby, that feels so fucking good” I told her which only made her suck harder and faster. She would stop to swirl her tounge around my tip and then shove my cock deep into her throat. “Keep going, I’m gonna cum!!!” I yelled but she didn’t seem to care because she kept sucking like her life depended on it. Next thing I know, I’m unloading a hot load of cum into her mouth and down her throat. She took my cock out of her mouth to swallow a big gulp and then continued to lick the rest of my cum up off my dick. ” It’s been a while since I have tasted cum. Thanks for filling me up,” she said in a seductive tone.

She stood up, walked into her bedroom, and pulled the straps off her shoulder allowing her teddy to fall to the floor. There she was in all her glory with her tits looking at me like a pair of spotlights. Her nipples were long and erect, perfect for sucking, and her chest was covered with cute little freckles. Her pussy was soaking wet and her pubic hair glistenned in the light, covered with her juices. She stood there looking at me and said, ” Now I want you to come over here and fuck my pussy.”

She climbed on the bed and got on her knees while resting her hands on her headboard and turned her head to look at me. I followed her up on the bed and got into the doggy position and started rubbing my cock against her pussy. I grabbed onto her hips and slid my dick past her tight, swollen lips, and into her pink little hole which hasn’t been fucked in six years. “God, your pussy is so tight,” I said while I started to pump her. “OH YAH,” she moaned as I began to thrust harder and harder. She felt so good, it was all I could do to not blow too soon. She was going crazy moaning and swearing while I continued to fuck her brains out. I pulled out for a second to keep from blowing so she decided to turn over on to her back and spreaded her legs as far as she could. She still had her red heels on when I grabbed her ankles and held her legs spread while I slid my cock back into her gaping hole. This was one of my favorite things to do. I pumped and pumped harder and harder and watched her mouth drop with a look of ecstacy on her face. I let go of her ankles to let her legs wrap around my back. I began to grind up against her clit hard and thrust every inch of my cock deep inside her vagina.

“OH baby, FUCK me harder!” she moaned. I did as told and fucked her as hard as I could until, “I’m going to cum inside you!” I yelled. “OHHHHH Keep going!” she yelled back as I was filling her pussy up with cum. I kept pumping really hard and just after I came, I could feel her lips convulsing on my dick and her hips shook while she stopped moving only to release a loud sigh. I gave her a few last deep pumps and then collapsed on top of her with my face in between her breast to catch my breath. Within a minute, my dick shrunk enough and flopped out of her pussy along with her juices mixed with my cum.

After lying there for several minutes I rolled off of her. ” I’m hungry for a snack,” She said as she got up, put a robe on, and went to the kitchen to find something to eat. I went to the couch to turn the tv on. The couch was still wet from Anna cumming all over it escort kuşadası when I ate her pussy. She decided on popcorn and we picked out a movie to start watching. We sat there for a while eating popcorn and watching the movie when Anna started touching my cock. Little by little my cock grew bigger and bigger. She sure knew how to work her hands. while she was entertaining my cock I pulled open her robe and started rubbing her beautifull tits and lightly twisting her nipples until they were fully erect. ” I’m tired of watching this,” she said as she stood up, took her robe off and positioned herself on top of me. Within a few seconds my rock hard cock was sliding up into her pussy and she began riding me. While she was grinding her clit up against my dick I concentrated on kissing every square inch of her tits and freckle covered chest. Her nipples were especially fun to suck on since they were rather tall.

Anna fucked me for a while, riding my dick like she was at the rodeo, while I enjoyed squeezing her tits. After a few minutes she stopped and got off of me and started walking away. ” Where do you think your’e going?” I asked. She turned around and motioned with her finger for me to follow her, so I did. She walked into an adjacent room which had a table in it. She turned around, jumped up on the table, and lyed on her back positioning her pussy at the edge. This table was the perfect height for what she had in mind. She put her legs up in the air and grabbed ahold of them by her knees and pulled them back as far as she could around her neck.

There her pussy was, stareing at me, all swollen and red from being fucked. “Ummmm, finish me off good,” she said while I eased me throbbing dick into her tight hole to fuck her really hard one last time. I pounded away at her pussy making loud smacking sounds when my body hit her wet lips. ” Oh God!!!!” she was yelling and moaning with every other thrust to her making the whole table rock back and forth with her body. I was starting to be overcome by her tight pussy again and felt the urge to cum. Just before I did, I pulled out and released my cum all over the front of her pussy and watched it run down her pink slit and into her asshole. I took my dick and rubbed my spunk into her pussy and around her ass.

Knowing she didn’t orgasm yet, I started to finger her and rub her clit. She was really getting into this, especially when I concentrated on her swollen clit. ” Don’t you fucking stop!” she yelled as I increased my pace. ” I’M Gonna Cum!” she yelled again. All the sudden, I felt her clit twinge and pulse as she shot her pussy juices out of her like a stream covering the floor. “OH man, that felt so good” she said lying back on the table as she savoured every last sensation of her orgasm. After a few minutes, I helped her down and handed her a robe as we walked to bed to get some sleep. We held each other naked under her bed sheets and fell asleep pretty fast. Both of us were tired after the intense sex.

Next thing I know, I wake up with a gigantic morning wood that is being sucked on by Anna. “Good morning sexy,” she smiled and said when she realized I had awoke and then continued sucking my dick. A morning blow job is always the best. She sucked for a few minutes, playing with my cock and swirling her tounge around my head. “It’s time for you to fuck me one last time,” she said climbing on top of me. My rock hard cock slid past her sticky wet lips and filled her pussy up. She was riding me like a pony and her tits were bouncing up and down when I wasn’t busy squeezing them and sucking on her nipples. I kept shoving every inch of my cock deep, deep inside her which sent out moans and sighs with the occasional ” OH yah, Fuck my pussy!” I kept on fucking her as hard as I could knowing she was about to cum any second. “OH yah, Oh yah, Oh yah, don’t stop!!!” she yelled. All the sudden, I felt her juices running out of her pussy and down my dick. I kept fucking her because I had not cum yet. This was almost too much for Anna as her mouth dropped open not saying a word. I always could go longer without blowing in the morning. After about a minute of just pure deep pussy fucking, I spewed a load of cum into her vagina and stopped pumping. We both just lyed there, her still on top of me, and were nearly out of breath. My dick shrunk up enough for it to flop out of her still swollen lips and then she rolled off of me.

“That was by far the best sex I’ve had in a long time,” I told her. “Well, if you can keep a secret, we can do this more often.” she replied. “I don’t want everyone finding out about this at work” she said. We both showered and got dressed and parted ways. I didn’t see her till next Monday at work. She had a big smile for me and greeted me like she always did and I smiled back acting as if nothing happened. I had to play cool in front of the other guys. Before I left that day, I winked at her as I walked out the door. She blushed just a little and winked back. From then on we were fuck bodies meeting up with each other at least two or three times a month. We always had tantalizing sex and we still do till this very day.

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She pulled the sweatshirt off my face, so I looked up. There stood three of her school friends, who were hiding in the closet. “Hey.” They said in unison.

“Uh, hey?” I replied.

Lisa was wearing my favorite green sweats and a white shirt, then put my sweatshirt on. She liked it more than I did.

“This is Dina, Jane and Cassie. Guys, this is Joe I told you about.”

I gave a little salute, and closed my eyes, slightly in disgust. They were all hot, all brunettes, but where the hell would they stay? I wanted to sleep in the same room as Lisa, and it started to look less and less likely.

“So, you got them set up? And when did you get in?”
“We’re all gonna sleep in the living room. You can join us if you want. And they came ten minutes after you woke me up and left.”

“Ah. Well welcome guys. You guys party?”

They giggled in a “Well, duh,” kinda entitled bitchy matter. Totally not sharing my weed with them. “I hope you guys brought your own.”

“Own what?” said Dina.

I laughed at that, and walked out. I heard one of them whisper “douche” as I walked away. I decided I would show them later in the chillest way ever. At least Matt had something to fuck tonight.

We went downstairs to hang out, and the parents got back ten minutes later. Matt and I went out to help, and the other six went out to the tributary to skip rocks. It was a nice day out, on the brink of sweatshirt-no sweatshirt, one of my favorites.

“Got anything planned today, Ma?” I asked.
“We’re going out after lunch for last minute shopping. All the girls get here?”
“Uh, yeah. They’re staying in the living room tonight, apparently. Do you know if Kelly and Nat are too?”

“You have to ask them. I don’t think there’s room for more than six. Talk to them.”
“Ok, thanks. Anything else in the van?”
“Nope we’re set. Thanks for the help.”

She threw me the keys to my Honda again, finally. I could drive free again! I showed Matt as we walked back upstairs to my room. “Have you met Lisa’s friends yet?”

“No. Fuckable?”
“Yep, but they’re dumb as shit. Don’t knock em up.”
“Pull out. Got it.”

I opened kayseri escort my pc to do my college check, and nothing came up. Facebook was updated, and espn had nothing. I looked out and saw the girls running to the beach, all six scattered and hollering, all of them phones in hand.

“Dude, they’re going to the beach. Wanna sneak up?”
“I don’t feel like moving right now. Want a lip?”
“Why not.”

We both pack a lip, and start to watch Scarface.

“Is she awesome?” Matt asks.
“What, Lisa? Whaddya mean?”
“Sex. Is it good?”
“Um, well, yeah. It’s extra rewarding, doing someone you’ve known forever, never kinda feeling that way, but we can chill and be best friends, but fuck cause we can. Friends with extra benefits.”

“I’m just horny. I haven’t had any for a month.”
“Lay off Lisa and my sister, and I see no problems ahead for you, my friend.”
“We need to sleep in the living room tonight. I’m dying dude.”
“Here, take the pocket pussy.”
“Gross dude.”
“Hahaha.”

We hang for a while, and like 30 minutes later, you can hear the girls outside coming back in, screaming and shit. “Quick, throw out the lip.” I said.

Getting kinda tired hiding lips, I thought. I heard steps coming up the second set of stairs, so I hid the spitter under the bed. Lisa comes in, sits down next to me on her mattress, and grabs my left hand with both of hers.

“You better sleep downstairs tonight.” She whispers in my ear.

I look back at her, and smile. I don’t kiss her or anything, with all the peeps in the room, especially my sister. And I don’t want her to taste the peach dip juice.

“What time is it?” I ask.

I hear six phones.

“Noon.” Says Lisa.
“Hey Kelly, do you guys wanna sleep up here tonight?”
“Do we Natalie?”
“Hell yeah!”
“Are you guys going shopping with Mom?”
“Yeah. We wanna get movies.”
“Cool.”

We went downstairs for lunch, and as my Mom went outside to leave, I said, “Matt and are sleeping downstairs.”

“Ok. I’ll get you guys movies.”
“Thanks!”

I kissed her on the cheek and walked back. I high fived Kelly as she walked outside, kayseri escort bayan and headed upstairs. Matt was busy making out with Lisa’s friends, and Lisa walked up behind me. As we both watched Matt and his girlfriends, I shrugged, and Lisa asked, “Wanna soda?”

“Sure.”

I really didn’t feel like watching Matt get dominated like that, something bad was bound to happen. Dina’s top hit me in the back as I turned back. We walked downstairs together and sat down. “So.”

“So.”
“You like my friends?” She asked.
“Not a bit. Kinda stuck up. I can see where you relate.”
“Haha. I can see where you relate to Matt.”
“How?”
“Stoners.”
“You’re one too now. Don’t insult your kind.”
“Touch?

She walked over and we started to make out. She sat on my lap facing me and we stayed like this for a few until I popped a boner. “Wait. Are you gonna get revenge on them?”

“I don’t think I will if you say no.”
“Go right ahead.”
“I’m doing it tonight. You’ll like it. Matt will not.”
“I can see where this is going.”

I pulled my sweats down, and she pulled hers off. I spaced out my seat, and she faced the opposite wall. She started to straddle me, ready to ride me reverse cowgirl. I slouched down a bit, stretched, and let her do the work. She grabbed my dick, stood up, and rubbed my dick along her slit. She stuck it in place, and slowly went down.

“Shiiiit. You’re tight today.”
“You feel great. Kinda stressed being around your sister all day.”
“She’s a real piece of work.”

This was awesome fucking in the kitchen. She started to fuck, making her butt clap on my thighs at a great pace. She looked back at me, and I looked up in joy. I grabbed her tits, and she put her hands over mine. “Oh shit!” she yelled.

She rolled her hips in a circle, which felt incredible. Her perfect ass circled around, driving me insane. I pinched her nipples, and her pussy muscles clenched, also incredibly sexy. The harder I pinched, the harder she clenched.

“Starting to hurt now.” She commented.
“When you clench, it feels great. I thought girls liked it kinda, too.”
“Well, I may start escort kayseri bleeding from how hard you pinch, hehe.”

I let go, and grabbed her hips. I got out of the seat, maintaining myself in her, and put her against the table, and started to fuck her doggy style. I put a single hand just above her ass, and put the other on the table.

“Love your ass.” I said.
“It loves you right now.”

I pounded away, watching her heavenly ass shake.

“Shit. Shit. Shittt!”
“Keep going!”

I slowed down and went faster, trying to stay alive, until I couldn’t keep it in.

“OH FUCK!”

I blew, exploding all over her pussy walls. She cooed, and got up soon afterward. She pulled me out, and pecked me on the lips.

“You’re the best.” And kissed me again.

“Love you too.” I said. She put her sweats, well my sweats, back on, and hugged me, after I got redressed. I put my hands on her butt as she squeezed me harder.

“Stop it!” she said. I let go, and I kissed her, tongue and all. My hands cradled her hips, as her tongue explored my mouth. She pulled off, and said, “We should probably check on the kids.”

“I wanna see if Matt’s in trouble yet.” I replied.

We headed for the stairs. As we neared the top, I slapped Lisa’s ass. “Perv.” She whispered.

We peeked around the corner of the door, and I saw the best thing ever. Matt was on the aero bed, laying down. Dina was riding him cowgirl topless, Cassie was fingering herself on the edge of the bed, and Jane was kissing Dina. Matt looked up, behind him, and shot us the thumbs up. I laughed my ass off silently. Lisa walks in, gets on her bed, and lays down. I’m shocked, so I walk away arms in air. I head downstairs, and take a seat on one of them. I pull out my phone, and see that its nearly two-thirty. They better wrap it up, I thought. I run back up the stairs, and point my fingers at my wrist to Lisa. She snaps at the girls that they’re near out of time before my dad gets back, so they start getting dressed. Matt is nearly done.

“Grab your tits, Dina. Shit, oh fu—shit.” He picks up the pace, and in a thunderous orgasm, yells “boom!” Fucking weirdo. They suck face for about a minute, until I pull Matt’s hair. He punches me back. “Outta time, fucker.” I said.

“Alright, alright.” Matt gets himself up and dressed.

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My Daughter’s Boyfriend’s Mother

Puberty hit my daughter Tiffany like a ton of bricks just before she turned fourteen years old. Her tits doubled in size overnight, her waist slimmed, and she shot up a couple of inches. If I had not seen Tiffany every day I swear that I would not have been able to recognize her.

Soon after that I caught Tiffany and her boyfriend Jeremy one evening with one of his hands up under her miniskirt and his other hand up under her T-shirt. God help me, I was jealous. When I shouted Jeremy pissed his pants and quickly ran to a neutral corner while my daughter casually adjusted her skirt and then reached up under her top to adjust her breasts back into her bra cups before straightening her T-shirt, while I watched.

I told Jeremy to call his parents and to have them come over right away or that I would call the police. He made the call, told me that his mother would be right over, and that his father didn’t live with them anymore.

About a half-hour later the front doorbell rang and I went to answer it. As I opened the door I was delighted to see one of the most sexy and beautiful women that I had ever seen. As I looked at her short miniskirt and tight T-shirt I couldn’t help but want to slip my hands up under both like her son had just done to my daughter. Right then I was not nearly as pissed off at Jeremy as I had been.

Desiree introduced herself to me and then asked me what her horny son had done to my daughter. We went down into the family room where the kids were. Desiree asked Tiffany and Jeremy to go get us a stiff drink before we got into it. While we were alone Desiree smiled at me and told me to chew her a new asshole and scare the shit out of her son. She said that it needed to be done and that he really needed to learn to respect girls more than he does. She opened her legs to flash me her bright white panties and then she said that the worse I made her son feel the more appreciative she would be.

About five minutes had gone by when the kids finally returned. Surprisingly they had a full bottle of Tequila, a salt shaker, and a cut up lime. It turned out that Desiree’s favorite drink was Tequila body shots. Desiree placed her son on one end of the couch and my daughter on the other end with her between them. I was in a chair across from her with the tray on the coffee table between us. Desiree poured us each a shot, licked her hand, and applied salt. When I had done the same we licked, drank, and bit into a lime wedge at the same time.

Desiree sat back, opened her legs a little for me so that I could see my reward again, and then asked me what I wanted to do to her son. I told her that prison was too good for him. He and my daughter freaked out. Both were crying while we did another shot. Desiree suggested that perhaps my daughter teased her son and that was why he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. As she said the words cookie jar she placed her hand on her own cookie jar. As we tormented the kids, drank more Tequila shots, and got drunker we compromised on the two of us each punishing the two kids plus I could do to her what her son had done to my daughter.

First we took her son into my bedroom. His mother made him strip naked and lie face down on my bed. She really checked out his ‘package’ as he undressed. She grabbed a souvenir wooden ruler from off my bedroom wall and started beating the shit out of her son’s ass with it as I watched her. I hardly konya escort had the desire to punish him any further but when she handed me the piece of wood I decided to at least smack him a few time for her sake. When she started counting I figured that I was in for the long haul. At twenty-five I stopped but she gave me a dirty look so I went on to fifty and then I put the stick down. The poor kid could hardly get his pants on as his mother smiled. She told him to send Tiffany in and for him to walk home and go to bed. Then she told him that whatever he did to any other female that he had better do it to her too. He didn’t seem to understand but I knew from the evil grin that she had on her face. When she got home he would find out too.

While we were waiting for Tiffany to come in Desiree kissed me and grabbed my crotch. I was half-hard when Tiffany entered. Desiree told her to strip naked like Jeremy had. Reluctantly she did as instructed. After all she knew that if she didn’t go through with the agreed upon punishment that Jeremy would be arrested, or at least that’s what she believed.

Desiree smiled as Tiffany removed her T-shirt and her miniskirt standing there in her just he bra and panties. Desiree told me that Tiffany needed a bigger size bra and that if I wanted her too that she would be glad to take her shopping the following day. Tiffany smiled at her and said that she would like that as she handed her old bra to Desiree. I was very impressed with my daughter’s breasts. Desiree saw me looking and had Tiffany turn toward me as she cupped my daughter’s breasts in her hands and explained that a new bra would give her the push up look that a girl her age wanted. Then Desiree asked me to test the texture of my daughter’s breasts to see if they were similar to my ex-wife’s breasts. I took it as an opportunity to feel up my daughter and took it. As I held my daughter’s breasts in my hands Desiree asked me if they felt the same, then if they had the same resilience when I squeezed them gently, and if her nipples were as hard as her mother’s had normally gotten. I was rock-hard when I finally let go.

Desiree then said, “Well Tiffany it looks like you have the same effect on your father that you have on my son. Would you like to get out a beating?”

Tiffany replied, “Yes. I’ll do anything if you don’t beat me like you did Jeremy. He said that it hurt like hell, that you hit him a hundred times, and that daddy hit him fifty times.”

Desiree repeated, “Anything?”

Tiffany said, “Yes. Anything.”

Desiree smiled and said, “Okay. Tell you what. You remove your panties, lie on the bed, and let your father feel you up like you let my son do earlier. Then every night for a full month you let him do it again for a good five minutes. Understood?”

Tiffany removed her panties, handed then to Desiree and got on my bed. She parted her legs and closed her eyes. It was Desiree that touched her first asking if this was how her son had done it, or this, or even this. Desiree molested my daughter’s breasts, pinching her nipples, and probing her pussy. Then Desiree asked my daughter if she was still a virgin. Apparently Tiffany didn’t have a hymen.

Sheepishly Tiffany said, “He only poked it in for a second, I swear. I wouldn’t let him fuck me and cum in me honest. I told him that I didn’t want to get pregnant.”

Desiree asked, “Would you like to get on some form of birth control so that my son can fuck you and cum in you?”

Tiffany escort konya looked at me and then said, “If it’s alright with you, daddy.”

Desiree smiled at me and said, “Okay but you have to let your father do everything that any other boy or man does to you from now on. Do you understand?”

Tiffany said, “Yes. I understand.”

Desiree said, “So you’ll let your father poke it into you now then in the future whenever you let someone feel you up, fuck you, or cum inside, you will tell your father all about it and then let him do the same thing to you?”

Tiffany said, “Yes, I will.”

I felt Tiffany up for a moment then I got in position between her legs. I slipped the head of my cock into my daughter’s pussy. As I started to pull it out Desiree told me to stick it in further which I did then I tried once again to pull it out. Desiree again told me to slip it into my daughter all the way until I hit bottom. I loved it. It was a lot more than a second, because I know that I took about a minute to stroke my cock into her tight little pussy those three times. I just barely got it out of her pussy before I started cumming all over her inner thigh and my bedspread. Desiree used her finger to wipe up a gob of my cum and then feed it to my daughter telling her that she had better start getting used to the taste of cum. I felt Tiffany up for another minute or two and sent her to her bed.

Desiree then undressed and got on my bed. This sexy and beautiful woman was hot and she really wanted sex. I was half-hard but I buried my face in her crotch to get it really stiff and it worked. As I poked it into Desiree she wrapped her legs around me, thrust up against me, and started to moan. Desiree was a work of art in appearance, in personality, and her sexual outlook. She was nothing at all like me ex-wife. Desiree spurred me on to new heights in sex. I fucked her like a locomotive until she begged me to stick it in her caboose. My ex-wife never let me do that to her. Desiree chugged along nicely and then went ‘woo woo’ when she had her last orgasm. I was sure that I had given her more cum than I had ever given another woman before. Desiree was by far the most desirable woman that I had ever had sex with. Before she left we took a shower together and made love in there too.

The next day Desiree and Jeremy came over for sort of a double date. Desiree took Tiffany off shopping leaving us ‘boys’ to fend for ourselves for the afternoon. We ordered a pizza and enjoyed an afternoon of watching sports until the girls got home.

When they arrived at the house Desiree suggested that Tiffany put on a fashion show for us guys. She went to her bedroom and returned in a new bra with matching panties. She looked good and her breasts looked even better. Tiffany tried on two more bras with matching panties, two sexy blouses, and a nice tight pair of low-rise jeans. Jeremy sure liked the fashion show as much as I had.

We left the two kids down in the family room and went up to the living room. We knew that the kids were going to fool around but apparently Tiffany had seen a doctor that day and had gotten an injection for birth control that would last for three months. Desiree whispered that she had reminded Tiffany that whatever she allowed Jeremy to do to her that I would also get to do to her and that Jeremy would have to do to his mother, later. The two girls were certainly up to something.

Desiree led me up to my bedroom and performed konya escort bayan one of the most erotic and entertaining striptease numbers that I had ever been privileged too. That wonderful woman had me ready to pop before I even got it out of my pants. Luckily I didn’t and I was able to get it into her first. However I did not last a full minute before spilling all my juices inside her. It was way too quick for me to enjoy but the build up was more than worth it. Although I really wanted to live in her pussy it was not to be as I withered up and slipped out.

As we lie there cuddling Desiree told me to take a nap because I would need it later. I was not really tired but with her nice comfortable breast against the side of my face and her soft warm body against me I could not help but to relax to the point of sleep.

An hour or so later a knock on my bedroom door awoke me. Desiree said enter and there was my naked daughter. Tiffany had a big smile on her face as she reported that she had allowed Jeremy to make love to her twice and cum inside her. She thanked Desiree for her new underwear, her birth control shot, and for letting her son screw her. Tiffany made it perfectly clear that I needed to make love to her twice if I had anything left to give her. Desiree smiled and said that she was sure that I could handle two more times. Tiffany assured Desiree that Jeremy was up to the task too.

So the two naked women changed places and Tiffany placed one of her breasts against my face. I just opened my mouth and took in that supple nipple. Soon my cock was hard and begging to get into a nice tight warm place. I knew just where it wanted to be. As I slipped my cock into my daughter for real she smiled and purred like a kitten. Tiffany was enjoying it just as much as I was. She never said a word, she only purred. Then as if prearranged we both erupted together in a wonderful sexual bliss. I rolled to one side and cuddle her ass into me. My hand was cupping her lower breast as I had often done with her mother.

As we lay there Tiffany told me that I was a much better lover than Jeremy was, that my cock felt much better inside her, and that I could make love to her anytime that I wanted too even if no other boy had made love to her first. I thanked her and drifted off to sleep again. When I woke up Tiffany was still in my arms waiting for her second turn. I did not disappoint her either. That being my third time for the day meant that I was in no hurry, that I would last a great deal longer, and that it would be the first time in quite a number of years that I had done it three times in one day. I was also glad that Desiree had not drained me earlier. Both Tiffany and I enjoyed it before falling asleep together for the entire night.

That next morning Desiree entered my bedroom with a tray and served Tiffany and I breakfast in bed. As we ate Desiree told us that she had let her son fuck her twice but that she then had him do it a third time. She then woke him up that morning and made him fuck her two more times. She admitted that he was not as skillful at sex as I was but that she would teach him even if it took five or six times a day for the next several years. Tiffany laughed but Desiree was serious. She said that incest with her son was better just because it was wrong. Tiffany agreed with her but then Desiree told her that I really was a very good lover and one of the best that she had ever had. Then the girls decided to swap men on Saturday nights just to see how the other one was progressing.

When I suggested that the two girls make love sometime they just smiled and said that they already had.

The End
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So my name is Jim. I’m 19, and am packing a huge cock. I put that bad boy to use.

So one day, I saw this hot cunt walking down the hall in the math building at college. I was like, “HEY! Ya cunt! Get over here!”

“Excuse me?!” she said. Oh damn I smacked that bitch so fucking hard and said,

“BITCH! If you EVER talk back to me again I’m gonna fucking kill you!”

“Yes sir,” the cunt said. So, I whipped out my 11 inch fucking beast of a cock, and shoved it down her throat. The bitch started gagging and choking, but damnit I don’t give a fuck. She was murmuring some shit about not being able to breathe, but whatever. So the cunt fucking suffocated to death and I blew my load all over her face. Then some fucking cop decides to be a hard ass and step up.

“Stop right there mister!” the cop said. “Did you just kill that woman with your dick?”

“Fuck yeah I did,” I replied.

“Gee wilikers mister. I guess I have to arrest you then.”

“BITCH!” i said. “Fuck no, you’re not!” And with that, I grabbed his own gun and shot his ass with it. Mother fuckers gonna LEARN to cross me! So then, I went to math class. Well. My teacher was being all boring and shit, and I saw this mother fucker with a hat I wanted on, so I took that shit. That bitch looked back at me so I smacked his ass across the face with the butt of the cop’s gun. His buddy decides to be the big kastamonu escort man, so I shot his ass. Then the fucking teacher’s bitch ass decides to come be the fucking hero, so I shot her ass too. Well, I couldn’t let a pussy go to waste. So why she’s laying there, bleeding and dying and making a fucking scene, I started fucking that cunt.

“Stop!” she said. “I need medical attention, not your giant massive cock!”

“BITCH!” I exclaimed, “shut the fuck up RIGHT now!” and with that, I shot her in the fucking head, and continued to fuck her dead body until I blew my load all over the other two mother fuckers I put down.

So, I decided to come home for the weekend and I was really fucking pissed off from all these bitches trying to act all hard and shit. When I walked in, my mom came up to me and said, “Hi hunny!”

“What the FUCK did you just call me woman?” I retorted.

“I called you hunny, son.”

“BITCH!” I exclaimed, “I’m not a motherfucking bee in a fucking hive!” So i smacked her in the face knocking her to the ground. “Now go make me a fucking grilled cheese!”

“Jim, why are you acting this way?” She asked with a terrorized look on her face.

“GOD DAMNIT woman I will hit you SO fucking hard next time if you talk back to me again! And put double cheese on it BITCH!” I then spit in her face and rubbed it all over her with my huge escort kastamonu fucking dick.

So a few minutes later, my cunt of a mom came in the room all pathetic like, limpin and only seeing out of one eye and shit. Pissing me the FUCK off. She handed me the plate and was like “Here you go sir”.

I took the plate, picked up the sandwich, and eyes it closely. “What in God’s name is fucking wrong with you cunt! I said mother fucking double cheese!” So I pulled out my gun and shot her fucking knee cap out. “That’ll teach you to fuck up again, bitch.” I took a shit in the sandwich and then shoved it down her throat.

I then decided I wanted to go play some football with my boys.

I get to the field and see this hot ass cheerleader doing some cheer bullshit. I walk over to her in the middle of practice, and say, “Hey, whore, come the fuck over here!” The cheer coach decided to man up and said,

“Don’t talk to my girls like that!”

Oh, that bitch crossed the line. “Mother fucker!” I said. “I will kill your WHOLE fucking squad if you open your mouth again. Now turn around and get on your knees.” The bitch coach did as he was told, and I shot his ass in the back of his head, and his brains and shit went all over this one young cheerleader. All the girls started cryin and shit, so I turned to the cunt I was eying and said, “BITCH! I swear to kastamonu escort bayan God if you don’t stop that crying bullshit I will slit your mother fucking neck.” Of course, she followed orders like a good bitch always does. I called over one of my buddies from the team and said, “Hey Kevin, fuck this bitch. NOW!” He turned to me and asked,

“Man, are you sure? What the fuck is going on? Who shot the coach?! What the fuck is happening?”

I said, “Bitch. I’m fucking pissed off! Now fuck her or I’m gonna shoot your fucking ass!” That bitch whipped out some small ass 4 inch cock and as soon as her touched her pussy with it, I yelled, “WHAT the FUCK do you think your doing?!”

“I’m doing what you said man,” he replied.

“Bitch! That’s my woman!” And with that, I shot his ass 3 fucking times! He was bleeding all over my bitch, but I didn’t care! I whipped out my monster fucking cock and slid it in her pussy that was full of Kevin’s blood. I fucked that bitch so hard, but I wanted more. I rolled her over and said, “Hey whore, you ever taken it in the ass?”

“No, she said, PLEASE not there!”

“BITCH! Don’t tell me what the fuck to do!” So i got my gun back out and shot her fucking finger off. Showed that bitch who’s boss. Anyway, I rammed my cock straight in her ass. NO LUBE! I cummed all in her ass and she liked it! Because if she wouldn’t have, I would of killed her. Actually, I decided to shoot her in the legs anyway, because her cheer shit was pissing me the fuck off. She bled to death or something, I don’t care.

All of the sudden, my phone rang.

—TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!

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