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A girl’s got to have a hobby…

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Shelley Jackson stalked down the hallway, her face set in a grimace. She shook strands of her short black hair out of her eyes, then glared at Spencer Tulliver as he chuckled. “What’s so fucking funny?”

“You,” he said. “Between your looks and your family, you could have any boy in the school, but you’re single and lonely.”

“Fuck you, Spence,” Shelley said as she fumbled her hair into a clumsy ponytail. “I don’t want to fuck a boyfriend, and I certainly don’t want to fuck you.”

“You don’t need to fuck a boyfriend,” Spencer poked her shoulder. “Just get a guy from the trailer park to eat you out when you want.”

“I don’t want a guy,” Shelley growled. “It’d be like you getting a blowjob from a boy. I. Don’t. Like. Guys. Got it?”

“Too bad for you.” Spencer said as they came into the cafeteria. A few of their fellow students cleared a space near the front of the line for them, and the two settled into line. They barely noted the cafeteria watching them furtively, it was simply how things were at Smokey Mountain High.

The tiny town of Cloudy Mountain, nestled high in the mountains, had three parts that interacted at the High School. First were the mansions of Uptown, clustered around the upscale, exclusive ski lodge. These were rich families that lived year-round in Smokey Mountain, and both the Tullivers and the Jacksons lived in Uptown. Next was Midtown, along the road between the ski lodge and the highway, mostly middle-class families and businesses catering to the ski resort, along with the town market and stores for permanent residents. Along the freeway itself, where Main Road met with the highway, was Trailertown, which included a truck stop, bars and diners catering to passing truckers, and the trailer park where the poorest residents of Cloudy Mountain lived.

A blonde girl in a tank top and denim miniskirt came up to Spencer and kissed his cheek. He slipped an arm around her and fondled her breast in front of the entire cafeteria. Shelley grabbed a packaged meal and stalked out of the cafeteria without a backward glance. She let her eyes roam over the passing girls, most of whom shied away from her. She let her eyes linger on the tits and legs of the girls who passed, and not their eyes, which would not meet hers. Being a dyke isn’t contagious, she wanted to scream at them. But the words stuck in her throat, even as her pussy moistened in her panties at all the young, healthy female flesh on display.

She rounded a building and came to the sunny, grassy lawn behind the Language building, where the other Uptown kids sat with their dolls.

Dolls were a fact of life among Uptown kids. Uptown kids usually had near-unlimited allowances, plenty to spend on gifts and dates for pretty girls and boys from Midtown and Trailertown. The gifts weren’t free though – the ‘doll’ had to be the best of girlfriends, and do whatever their Uptown ‘owner’ wanted. Most of the ‘dolls’ were girls, but here and there an exceptionally cute boy hung on the arm of an Uptown girl. This early in the school year, the littls quad was ringed with Midtown and Trailertown kids, hoping to catch the eye of an Uptown kid and move up the social ladder.

One of the Midtown boys tried to make eye contact with Shelley, but she flipped a middle finger at him. No need to be hostile, hot stuff,” said John Jacobs from across the circle. His doll Amelia kneeled next to him with her hands on her knees under her miniskirt, her long red hair framing her face and converging on her cleavage. She seemd to be trying to hold her head still to keep her hairstyle in place.

“I’ll be hostile to whoever I want, thank you,” Shelley grumbled and sat, opening her meal and taking a bit of her pizza slice. She noticed that Amelia had no meal in front of her knees. John wants to keep his plaything all neat and thin, she thought.

Raised voices from the edge of the circle jerked Shelley’s attention away from John. A few Midtown girls were throwing rocks at another girl, whose torn and out-of-style top and ragged shorts marked her as a resident of Trailertown. Her long brown hair flew out behind her as she ran away from the circle, her flip-flops slapping against concrete. “Who the hell was that?” Shelley asked.

“She’s-” Amelia started to say, then stopped, glancing at John through lowered eyelashes.

“Go ahead, Amelia,” John said, patting her knee.

“She’s a new freshman,” Amelia said, not making eye contact with Shelley. “Tara McCreedy. From Trailertown. She got in trouble last year for making deals down at the middle school.”

“Deals? Drugs?” Shelley asked.

“Dates,” Amelia said and flushed. “She charged boys money to kiss her. And money for dates with her.”

“A hooker, good God,” John said, and shook his head. He slipped a hand around Amelia’s waist and slipped a finger up under the hem of her miniskirt. “Now there’s an idea for you, Shelley, go take the hooker for a ride.”

“You’d probably get herpes,” Shelley’s brother Mark said from the other side of the circle. “You dykes can’t use condoms, can you?”

“Fuck off, Mark,” Shelley said. But she made a note to find the girl later.

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Shelley paced down the access alley behind the gym, averting her eyes from a couple making out in a doorway. She’d searched half the makeout spots in the school, and hadn’t found the McCreedy girl.

In the last doorway along the road, she caught a glimpse of brown hair. Aha, I found you. Tara’s eyes met Shelley’s, then the younger girl was started walking away down the fire road. Shelley ranthe last few feet and grabbed Tara’s shoulder, spinning her around. Shelley grabbed Tara’s elbow and pulled her back into the doorway. “You make deals, don’t you?”

Tara, her brown hair half in her face, nodded. “How much?” Shelley asked. She noticed that Tara’s breasts were bigger than hers, a C-cup at least, and generously bared by her tank top. Her legs were short and stocky leading up to wide hips, a narrow waist, those firm round tits, and a pleasant but plain face. The long brown hair framed large baby-blue eyes, a snub nose, and full lips. Clean hands with short red-painted nails were clasped in front of her stomach.

“W-what?” Tara’s voice was soft and sweet.

“I’m a lesbian.” After three years out of the closet, Shelley found the words coming out easily to this trailer-trash slut. “Carpet muncher. Muff diver. Bull dyke. And there’s no other girls like me here. So I’m horny. All. The. Time. How much?”

Tara stared at her, then blinked and took a sharp breath. “Dollar for a kiss, two for tongue. Five to grab my tits, ten for a five-minute makeout or a handjob, twenty for a blowjob. Fifty to fuck till you come, and a hundred for a date. You pay my way, but I do whatever you want until two AM, and then I go home.”

The dirty words, in that sweet, quiet voice, drove a rush of warm wetness to Shelley’s pussy. She grabbed Tara’s shoulders and pushed her against the wall. Before Tara could protest, Shelley pressed her lips to the younger girl’s.

Tara struggled briefly, then gave in and started kissing Shelley back. Her mouth was sweet and tart, tinged with the fruity flavor of her chapstick. Shelley slid her hands up Tara’s stomach to those magnificent tits. Again, Tara made a noise of protest, but accepted the grope. Her hands settled on Shelley’s waist, and Shelley bucked her hips in lust and anger. It had been years since she was with a girl, and here she was, making out with a lower-class hooker. The anger only made her pussy wetter, and she took a hand off Tara’s tit and unbuttoned her jeans. She grabbed one of Tara’s hands and shoved it into her pants, just above her soaked panties.

Tara pulled away, her eyes wide. “Hey, you gotta pay-“

“I will, now just finger my pussy!”

“I’ve never -” Tara started to say, but her mouth was muffled by Shelley’s. Tara’s fingers jerked against Shelley’s pussy, clumsily stroking the wet lips. Shelley moaned into Tara’s mouth and bucked her hips, trying to get Tara’s fingers inside her. First one, then two fingers slid into Shelley’s slit, and she felt her pussy tighten on the fingers as waves of pleasure wept through her.

The pleasure swept from her pussy through her whole body, and Shelley grit her teeth and muffled her screaming as she came. She released Tara’s wrist and let the other girl withdraw her hand from her pants. Shelley felt her knees go weak and leaned back against the other side of the doorway. “Keep the change.” She fumbled with her purse, drew out two twenties, and slid them into Tara’s cleavage. “I want a date. When’s your next night?”

“Tonight.” Tara pulled the cash from her shirt and slid it into the backpack at her feet. Shelley noticed that the hand that had been in her pants was clenched into a fist over her stomach. “After seven or so.”

“I’ll pick you up at eight.” Shelley said, brushing a strand out of Tara’s eyes. “Wear a dress. Look pretty, not slutty, if you can. Only a little makeup. And trim or shave your pussy for me.”

Tara nodded. “I live down in the trailer park. Pick me up out front.”

“I’ll see you then,” Shelley said, kissed Tara on the cheek, then walked away.

To Be Continued…

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For the man who has everything.

Luc look dazed, and for a long time it seemed he didn’t know what to say. When he did speak up, it was the same thing everyone always says: “So I can wish for anything I want?”

“Almost anything,” Darius said. A newspaper and a cup of coffee sat on the café table in front of him. Luc was having nothing. “Technically, there are limits. But so far no one has ever wished for something I couldn’t give them.”

The waitress brought more coffee. They waited until she’d left to say more. It was a warm spring day, and through the window they watched couples stroll arm-in-arm while children played in Pasteur Park. Occasional tourists wandered by. “And I get two wishes?” Luc said.

“Yes.”

“Isn’t it usually three?”

“That’s the industry standard,” said Darius, stirring his coffee. “But for you it’s two.”

“Is there a reason?”

“Of course there’s a reason, but you don’t get to hear it. You’re getting the offer, the offer is two, and I’m not allowed to say more. Rules. Two is still pretty good. It’s two more than most people ever get.”

“What do people usually wish for? World peace?”

“All the time,” said Darius. “Usually lasts about a day. They’re nice days though, no fighting anywhere. But a new war always starts up sooner or later.”

“And you can’t stop that?”

“I can change what is, but I don’t know what’s going to be. I can’t see the future any more than you can.”

“What about a cure for disease?”

“People used to wish for cures all the time. You’ll notice you’re all living longer than you used to. I don’t know if more cures are a good idea: How many more people can fit on one planet?” Darius shrugged. “Besides, that’s not really what you want. It’s just what you think you should want. Otherwise you’d have wished for it rather than asking.”

Luc ran his fingers through his hair. “It’s funny,” he said. “All of a sudden I have no idea what I want. What would you wish for?”

“Really good Persian coffee.”

Luc stared.

“You can’t get it anywhere these days, you know.”

Luc kept staring. Darius sighed. “I don’t have a wish, it’s impossible. Only humans can have wishes. Me having a wish would be like you granting one: You wouldn’t know where to begin, right? I’m afraid you have no one to consult on this but yourself.”

The waitress came again. Outside, a young woman waved her phone around like a divining rod, desperate for a signal.

“You could always wish for money,” Darius said. “People almost never go wrong with that one. What would you like, a million euros? A hundred million? Better not wish for anything more than that. It’s hard to find a place for it all.”

“Isn’t wishing for money petty?”

“Of course not! Money is security for you and your family. People who tell you that money isn’t important have never been without it. Trust me, I know all about need.”

“I guess,” said Luc. He scratched his palms. “What if I wanted…something. It’s hard to figure out how to phrase it…”

“That sounds promising.”

Luc watched the cell phone woman give up and walk away. The fit of her pink jogging shorts was very apparent. “I’ve been married for six years,” he said. “Have you ever been married?”

“No, but I’m familiar with the institution.”

“Don’t get me wrong. I love my wife. She’s amazing. And I love our life together, and our daughter, and our house.” Instinctively he reached for Darius’ coffee, taking a sip too fast and burning his mouth. “Everything is–“

“Perfect.”

“It really is. But I feel like I’m missing something. Excitement, maybe? Adventure?” His eyes took on a pleading look.

“Exoticism?” Darius said.

“Yes!”

“Well, I can help you with that, but that’s not a wish. You need to be more specific.”

Luc looked at him. He seemed desperate and hungry around the edges. “Is there such a thing as a bad wish?” he said.

“There’s such a thing as a stupid wish,” said Darius. “But morally bad? I don’t think so.”

“But what if it hurts someone?”

“I’ll make sure it doesn’t. As best I can, anyway.” Darius leaned in more. “Stop beating around the bush. There’s something you want and you’ve known what it was from the moment we sat down. It might have taken you a while to admit it, but that just goes to show that it’s a real wish after all. Wishes aren’t trifling things, they come from a place inside yourself where you almost never bother to look. Now you’ve seen that place and you know what’s in there. Don’t you?”

Luc nodded.

“So let’s hear it. Make a wish. See what happens.”

Luc took a deep breath. “Okay then.” He licked his lips. “I wish…”

***

Nadia was waiting for him when he got home. She smiled and kissed him and hugged him as tightly as she could. He had trouble getting out of his coat. “Hello dear,” she said.

“Hi,” he said, kissing her back.

“How was your day?” She took him to the living room.

“It was…a hell of a day, actually. I got an offer. Kind of a business proposition. Don’t know what to make of it. Where’s Solenne?”

“My mother is watching her for the afternoon. I wanted us to have some time alone.”

Nadia sat next to him on the couch. She seemed more attentive than usual. He couldn’t remember her ever waiting by the door for him like this. “The thing is hon,” he said. “I feel like –“

“Before you go on, I think there’s something we need to talk about.”

He sat up straighter. “Okay?”

“I hope you won’t be angry…”

He frowned. “What’s wrong?”

“Well…” she said, “I love you. And I love our marriage. But do you ever feel like you need more…excitement? Adventure?”

“Exoticism?”

“Exactly!” She beamed. “I’m so glad you understand.” Nadia bounced up and down on the couch like a schoolgirl. Luc had never seen her so giddy. “Before you say anything else, just wait right here.” She was bubbling with enthusiasm as she ran up the stairs. Luc watched after her, curious. When Nadia came back she wasn’t alone: Two women were with her, and both were smiling. “Luc, this is Elise,” Nadia indicated the auburn-haired woman, “and this is Anna. They’re in my aerobics class.”

“I know,” Luc said, standing. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize we had company.”

“I wanted to surprise you,” said Nadia. “The girls and I have been talking, and, well…” She blushed.

“We both think you’re very attractive,” said Elise, putting her hand on his arm.

“You and Nadia both,” said Anna, and as Luc watched as she kissed Nadia on the lips.

“We thought you could use a little company,” said Elise, pushing him back onto the couch and sitting on his lap. “Nadia loves the idea, but we wanted to be sure you were, you know, comfortable.”

Luc stared.

“I know this is probably a shock,” said Nadia.

“Not as much as you’d think,” said Luc. “Girls, I mean, ladies, did this idea just come to you today, around one o’clock?”

“Was that the time?” said Elise, frowning.

“I don’t know,” said Anna, busy kissing Nadia’s ear. “Does it matter?”

“Not really,” said Luc. “I was just following up on something. Should we open some wine, or –“

“Let’s not waste time,” said Anna, pulling her top off. Elise began undoing the buttons of her blouse. Luc looked at his wife.

“Honey, are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life,” said Nadia. ” In fact, I’m going to be very angry if you don’t do this.”

“Well, twist my arm,” he said, kissing Elise. Her lips opened to him.

“Actually,” said Nadia, undressing too, “I have a whole list of women I want to bring into the bedroom. I spent most of the afternoon working on it.” She and Anna twined their arms around each other.

“That’s very thoughtful,” said Luc, squeezing Elise’s large, firm breasts while kissing the side of her neck. Although he’d never doubted Darius’s word, Luc had still been anxious about whether his wish would really come true. His life, he’d decided, was almost perfect. All he lacked was a little variety now and then. And what was wrong with fixing that? As long as no one was getting hurt…

Anna slid down Nadia’s body, kissing and licking her thighs. Nadia giggled. They stood in the middle of the room while Luc and Elise reclined on the couch, watching. Elise nibbled Luc’s ear, murmuring now and then as he returned her little nips and kisses. Her breasts were still out, and any time he touched one she moaned. Nadia and Anna rubbed their bodies together and kissed, lightly at first but soon becoming hotter and more insistent. Luc admired Nadia’s enthusiasm; she was really taking to this.

He turned his attention to Elise, kissing each of her breasts, just above the nipple. He extended his tongue, flicking them once. She smiled, running her fingers through his hair and sitting up a bit more to make sure he had better access. “You always did seem like the attentive type,” she said. “Didn’t we always say that, Anna?”

“We did,” said Anna, who was now lying naked on the coffee table while Nadia kissed her way down her body.

“Luc is just amazing,” said Nadia in between flicking Anna’s navel with her tongue.

“Now, now hon, don’t oversell me,” said Luc. He squeezed Elise’s ass as she sat up on her haunches.

“I think she’s just trying to–ah!” said Anna, her breath catching as Nadia kissed her way between her thighs. “Ohhh, mmmm…give you your fair due, Luc…” Anna raked her nails through Nadia’s hair, pulling her in more.

“A man like you deserves his due,” said Elise, snaking her way down his body now, slipping to her knees and positioning herself between his legs, running her hands along his thighs and tugging his pants down. “Why don’t you let me take care of you while you enjoy the show?”

“I–” said Luc.

“Ah, ah,” said Elise, cupping her hand against his crotch. “You just relax. Let us do the hard work.”

She squeezed his balls and slid his cock out, stroking it with her other hand and licking the swollen head with one, quick, darting motion of her tongue. Luc obeyed her missive to relax, leaning back with his hands behind his head and watching his wife kiss Anna’s sweet, picturesque little pussy. Nadia’s eyes were closed as she licked up and down, long red nails splayed on Anna’s thighs. Meanwhile, Elise stroked Luc’s cock from bottom to top, punctuating the motion with the occasional lick. He felt something inside of him jerk up every time she did it and he wanted her to go faster, but whenever he tried putting his hands on her for encouragement she playfully fended him off.

Finally, whether due to his mounting frustration or her own growing eagerness, she swallowed the tip. Her lips were wet and hot. Elise slid down and then up, taking him in a bit at a time, matching the pace of Anna’s small, choked moans behind them. She pulled Nadia up to kiss her and the two rolled over…right onto the floor. Both women landed in a heap, yelping, then laughing, as if drunk, and continuing to kiss and fondle. Elise sucked her lips tighter around him and drew him all the way out, then swallowed him back in, the muscles of her throat squeezing him.

This went on until Luc stood, gently pushing Elise away and moving to where Anna and his wife writhed on the floor. Nadia was on her back now, and looking at the ceiling with half-veiled eyes, and Anna was positioned between her legs, mouth pressed against her. Luc cupped Anna’s arched backside, sliding his hands along her smooth cheeks. Anna squealed and Nadia cooed encouragement. Elise lay beside Nadia, kissing her, reaching out to squeeze Nadia’s bare breasts as she did.

Luc slid into Anna from behind, pulling back on her hips, thrusting into her warm, receptive body. Anna moaned, ecstatic, and buried her face even deeper between Nadia’s thighs. Elise spread her legs and lowered them over Nadia’s face, propping herself up on her hands and knees. Luc saw Nadia run her tongue up and down the length of Elise’s slit. He squeezed Anna’s taut ass, ramming his hips forward. He was pleased to find that her ass actually bounced in response. Nadia pulled her elf away from Elise’s pussy for a moment, saying in Italian (as she always did when they were in bed): “My God, you look amazing.” Luc only grunted in response, reaching down Anna’s back and grabbing a handful of her hair, pushing her face against Nadia’s pussy. Nadia screamed, and then Elise pushed herself down over her, and they continued like that, a living chain of sweaty, writhing bodies, set to the tune of four ragged voices crying out.

Luc’s felt Anna’s slippery, sweat-drenched skin wriggle under him. He cupped her petite breasts from underneath, squeezing them, accompanying each nipple tweak with a particular sharp thrust of his cock. Elise watched him over her shoulder as she worked her pussy back and forth against his wife’s mouth. “My, my,” she said. “You are really something.” Anna made a noise that sounded like agreement. Luc shrugged and then winked, and everyone laughed.

Luc swiftly lost track of time, but soon it was getting dark out. Nadia and Elise, worn out, laid by Anna’s side, stroking her body with lazy fingers and occasionally licking her erect nipples. Anna and Luc had switched to missionary after her knees started giving out, but she showed no signs of exhaustion, eyes rolled back and body bucking against him dutifully. Nadia and Elise murmured as they trade slow kisses. Luc watched Anna’s head thrash from side to side, her pretty face knit in concentration. He felt something start to swell up inside of him and Nadia, recognizing his body language, leaned over, taking hold of him and pulling him out, licking Anna’s wetness off of the head of his cock and swirling her tongue around it. Elise leaned in too, eager to share. Playfully, they fought for turns, but eventually Nadia won, taking him all the way in, bobbing up and down on him in the practiced motion she knew he liked. She winked one green eye at him and with a rush Luc began to spurt. Moving quick, Nadia popped him out (leaving a trail of stickiness across her pretty pink mouth) and motioned for Elise, who squeezed her generous breasts together and let him gush onto them, the other women purring as they watched it dribble down the sloping curves of her cleavage.

When it was all over Anna and Elise curled up on one couch, cuddling, while Nadia threw her arms around Luc, kissing him as hard and deep as she could and then snuggling up against his neck. “How do you feel?” she said.

“Fantastic,” said Luc, still short of breath.

“Good,” said Nadia. “I want you to be happy.”

“Do you?” said Luc, voice a little faint.

“Oh yes. You deserve it. You deserve absolutely everything you want and more, and from now on I’m going to give it you. All you have to do is ask.”

“…darling, can you excuse me a moment?” said Luc, standing. He went to the kitchen, stopping along the way to discretely retrieve his phone. He thumbed a number, and it rang twice before Darius picked up.

“Hello, Luc. Enjoying your afternoon?”

“Yes,” said Luc.

“Good,” said Darius. “Have you called about your second wish?”

“Yes,” said Luc. “Is it possible to use my second wish to undo the first one? Just put things back to the way they were?”

Darius paused. “If that’s what you want?”

“It is.”

“If there’s something you’re not happy about with the way I granted your first wish, we can change it…”

“That’s not it,” said Luc. “It was exactly what I wanted. And now I want you to put it all back the way it was before, without anyone remembering.”

“Including you?”

“Especially me.”

“Regret is a funny thing, Luc.”

“It’s not a regret. This is what I planned all along.”

Darius made a noise that might have been a sigh or might have been a laugh. “You’ll never get another chance like this again, you know. Are you absolutely certain?”

Luc’s voice was firm and steady. “Yes.”

“All right,” said Darius. “Your wish is my command.”

***

“So that’s what happened,” said Darius. “He made another wish, and I granted it, and now no one remembers anything. He thinks he spent lunch in a particularly boring meeting and then he went home, had a nice dinner with his family, made love to his wife, watched television, and went to bed happy.”

Darius stirred his coffee and smiled at the waitress. His companion did not speak for a while.

“Of course, I still felt like we should talk, on account of the special circumstances around Luc’s wishes. Such as they were.”

Nadia bit her fingernails. “But it all happened? I mean, really?”

“Sure,” said Darius. “But it may as well not have. If no one remembers, then what’s the difference?”

“But I know.”

“You know because I told you. That’s not the same as remembering,” said Darius. “Anyway, I had to tell you. It was part of our agreement.”

“I suppose.” She sighed. “Why do you think he did it?”

“The first wish or the second?”

“Both.”

Darius shrugged. “I’ve long since stopped trying to figure out why people do anything, but I could hazard an educated guess. I would say that Luc knew exactly what he wanted and that he wouldn’t be happy with anything else, but he also knew he could never live with it. He would regret doing it and he would also regret not doing it. So he did neither.”

Nadia said nothing.

“What he wanted wasn’t all that bad,” Darius said. “I’ve seen much worse. In fact, I’m impressed by how well he knows himself. Few people do.”

“I’m not mad,” said Nadia. “I don’t know how I feel.”

“Ah, the curse of human nature,” said Darius. “Now I have a question for you: Why give Luc your last two wishes in the first place?”

Nadia sipped her coffee. “After the first one I didn’t want anything else. I thought it would be better to make sure he was really happy.”

“Is that so?” said Darius. “That’s sweet, but I don’t believe you. I think you did it because you feel guilty. You thought that by using a wish to fix your marital problems you were manipulating him, so you gave up your other wishes to smooth over your conscience. Am I wrong?”

“I thought you’d given up figuring out why people do things?”

“Bad habits are hard to break. Are you saying you don’t feel guilty knowing he probably would have left you if you hadn’t wished it otherwise?”

Nadia shook her head.

“Why not?”

“Do you know what makes people be happy, or fall in love?”

“Of course I don’t.”

“Me neither,” said Nadia. “No one does. So who’s to say magic isn’t as good a reason as any? Who’s to say it isn’t just magic every time? Like you said: If no one knows, what’s the difference?”

Darius smiled again, a wide smile that animated his entire face. Then his phone beeped. “That’s all the time we have,” he said. “I hope you two are happy together, now.”

“We will be,” said Nadia, standing.

“Hmm. Incidentally, keep my number. In a few years, when your daughter is grown, give it to her. Maybe there’ll be something she wants. I like to keep tabs on old friends, and their families.”

“Are we friends?” said Nadia.

“Who’s your friend if not the person who gets you what you want? There’s my two o’clock.” He signaled, and a lost-looking young woman in the doorway saw him and approached the table. Nadia gave her a polite wave and scooted out of the way. The newcomer watched her go.

“Who was that?” she said.

“An old customer,” said Darius. “An old friend.”

The young woman sat and fidgeted in her chair. “Well,” she said. “Here I am.”

“Yes,” said Darius, “here you are. Would you like anything?”

“What are you having?”

“Persian coffee. Not the really good kind though, you can’t find that anywhere these days. But you misunderstood me, what I should have asked is…”

He leaned forward.

“Do you WANT anything?”

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Ms. Marcie revels in her wish, sparking off an orgy among the nubile girls of her class!

The Futa Fairy – Futa Teacher’s Naughty Wish
Chapter Three: Ms. Marcie’s Shows Off
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2017

Everyone froze as Chandra Korrapati, my college’s department head and the mother of the eighteen-year-old student sucking on my nipple, walked into my classroom. My new girl-cock was buried to the hilt in my own daughter’s newly deflowered pussy.

Fear spiked through me as the Indian woman with the same red-brown skin as her daughter closed the door behind me. She was a graceful, older woman, wearing a blue-gray pantsuit and a white, silk blouse, a necklace of pearls about her neck. She had the red dot on her forehead marking her as a married woman.

I was so fired.

Not only was I a teacher having sex with my students, one of the girls was the department heads daughter and the other my own flesh and blood. I was violating so many college rules, as well as laws. Fired, blacklisted from working at any other schools. My career was over.

“Hi, Marcie,” she smiled at me. “I see my daughter rushed right over to tell you about her project.”

I blinked. Sita popped her lips off my nipple, staring at her mother. The Indian girl was straddling my daughter’s face. As I fucked her on the desk, Sita had ridden her face. Belinda had eaten Sita’s pussy to a screaming orgasm while I fucked her hot, tight pussy, cumming so hard into my daughter’s depths.

“Mother?” Sita said in shock as Chandra walked past me and sat down at a desk behind us.

“So, do you like her idea, Marcie?” Chandra said, her voice thickened by her exotic accent.

What was going on? The three of us were naked. We were having sex. Sita rose off my daughter’s face, Belinda’s lips smeared with virgin pussy juices. They trickled down to her cheeks, staining her brown hair gathered in naughty pigtails. My daughter’s pussy clenched on my cock.

“Mom, what’s going on?” Belinda asked, her blue eyes staring up at me.

“Mother, you are taking this very well,” Sita said, covering her breasts with one hand, her bush with the other.

“Why wouldn’t I take it well?” Chandra said. “Your idea is so wonderful. A writing contest, edited by Marcie, is just a brilliant idea. I think it will do a lot of good for the students.”

“Writing…contest?” I frowned, pulling my new girl-dick out of my daughter’s pussy. It bobbed before me, glistening. Korrapati gave it just the briefest of glances before flicking her eyes back to her daughter.

She didn’t acted shocked or surprised at all that I had a huge cock. That my girl-cum ran out of my daughter’s newly deflowered pussy, tinged with pink from her hymen popping. My daughter covered her large tits, she was as endowed as her mother, staring in confusion at Chandra.

“Mother?” Sita asked again. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” The woman cocked her head. “What is wrong with you three? You seem shocked, Marcie. Didn’t my daughter tell you, or were you still teaching her the lesson?”

“Lesson?” I asked.

“Clearly you were teaching our daughters about sex,” Korrapati said. “I mean, Belinda must have been practicing her pussy licking skills while you were fucking her with your futa-cock. It looks like they both savored the lesson.”

“They…did,” I said, my dick throbbing, my heart beating. It was the wish. It was making her find me having sex with my students…normal. A vicious surge shot through me, remembering Sita mentioning her mother’s anti-lesbian comments in private.

She now actually was accepting of lesbianism instead of pretending to.

My eyes widened. This was like last Friday evening at the football game. Kimmie, the futa-cheerleader, had fucked her fellow cheer mates, including her little sister, before everyone and no one found it weird. In fact, it turned us on. I was fingered by a student. I watched others have sex around me. I should have found it weird.

But I didn’t.

B, the futa-fairy, was so naughty. Her magic was amazing.

“We hadn’t talked about the project yet,” I grinned. “I was still giving them my special lesson. In fact, it’s Sita’s turn to learn how to take a futa cock in her barely legal, virgin pussy.”

“Oh, good,” Chandra said, clapping her hands together. “I am so glad you’re teaching her that. And I know she will be such a good student and pay such diligent attention to her lesson.”

“Mom?” Sita asked, her eyes bulging as she trembled. “What?”

“No, Sita, don’t act like that. You like learning. And Belinda looks like she enjoyed the lesson.”

“I did,” my daughter said, sounding bemused, her breasts rising and falling beneath her covered hands. “Mom?”

“It’s okay, honey,” I grinned, loving my wish. “Sita, come here, sweetie, it’s time to learn. You need to practice eating creampie while I pop your cherry.”

“But my mother’s watching,” she said as she stumbled to me, still trying to hide her nubile body. Her skin was such a beautiful shade of red-brown, so swarthy and delicious. Her black hair framed her round face, with still touches of baby fat making her so cute.

“I know,” I said. “Let her see how good of a student you are. It will make her so proud of you.”

“So proud,” breathed Chandra.

I pulled Sita’s hands from her breasts, uncovering her small breasts. Her nipples were fat and dark. Then I pulled her hand away from her trimmed bush, glistening with her juices. I turned her towards my daughter, my cum spilling out of her pussy and pooling on my desk. More white jizz matted her brown pubic hairs.

“Clean my daughter up of all my cum while I show you how to fuck a futa’s big, throbbing dick, Sita,” I purred, rubbing my cock, wet with my daughter’s pussy juices, into her ass. “You know you want to.”

“Yes, Ms. Marcie,” she breathed, her voice still strained. She glanced at her mother who sat just beaming in pride at her daughter.

Sita leaned over, trembling, her ass pressing back into my cock. I groaned, sliding my wet shaft between her dark buns. Her black hair spilled over my daughter’s pale thighs. And then she leaned froward, nuzzling at my daughter’s pussy.

And licked.

My daughter moaned. Her entire body shuddered. Her delicious breasts jiggled as she groaned. Her tits swayed and rippled as the pleasure trembled through her. She bit her lip, squirming, grinding her hot flesh against Sita’s mouth.

“Oh, she’s licking me, Mom,” Belinda groaned, her pigtails swaying. She sat up on her elbows, wiggling her hips. “She’s licking your futa-cum out of my pussy.”

“Wonderful,” Sita’s mother breathed. “Do a good job, sweetie. Lick all that futa-cum out of Belinda’s pussy.”

“Yes, Mother.”

Hearing Sita’s words made my dick throb. I groaned, sliding my cock down through Sita’s cute ass until the tip nuzzled through her forest of black curls. The girl shivered. Her hips wiggling as my cock rubbed on the folds of her pussy. I caressed her hymen, feeling her virginity.

She groaned as I pressed on it, wiggling her hips. My daughter shivered, her big tits jiggling as pleasure rippled through her body. She licked her lips, staring at me with blue eyes lidded with lusts, all the innocence gone.

I had stolen it from her with my big dick.

“I can feel your daughter’s virginity,” I told Chandra, looking at her. “She’s wet and ready for me to pop it and teach her.”

“Do it,” the woman said. There was no heat in her voice, no passion. She wasn’t turned on at all. It was like to her, this was no different than any other typical classroom lesson.

I thrust, popping her daughter’s cherry.

Sita moaned into my daughter’s pussy as my cock buried into her once virgin cunt. I shivered, her tight flesh boiling around my dick. She was so hot and silky. I gripped her hips, my breasts jiggling as the pleasure surged through my body. It was so hot. Such a wanton moan escaped my lips. My fingers dug into her hips.

“She’s so tight, Chandra. Your daughter has such a tight cunt. Oh, she’s doing so good on her lesson.”

“I knew she would.”

Sita shuddered, her pussy clenching on my dick. I bit my lip, drawing back through her tight silk, loving how she gripped me and made me ache. She was burning around me, making me tremble as I slammed back into her depths.

She moaned into my daughter’s pussy, licking so hard. I could hear her tongue lapping through my daughter’s folds, gathering the incestuous mix of cream and cum. I shuddered, my pussy clenching. Juices dribbled out and soaked into my torn nylons.

This was so wild. I felt Chandra’s eyes on me as I fucked her daughter so hard. My tits jiggled and bounced, slapping together as I rammed over and over into her tight depths. I loved fucking my student’s cunt. Tight, barely legal pussy was the best.

“Thank you, B!” I moaned, pumping so hard, thrusting my cock over and over into Sita’s delicious cunt. “Thank you so much.”

Sita’s cute, dark-red ass jiggled with every stroke. I shivered, my dick throbbing in her pussy depths. She rocked back into me, standing up, taking my thrusts. She moaned every time I buried into her.

My pale hands ran up and down her body. I squeezed her small breasts, twisting her nipples. That made her squeal so loudly into my daughter’s cunt, her pussy growing even tighter on my dick. She wiggled as I caressed her.

“Ms. Marcie!” she gasped when I found her clit, rubbing it with my right hand while my left twisted and pulled at her nipple. “Oh, yes, that feels so good.”

“What does, dear?” her mother asked.

“She’s playing with my clit, Mother.” Sita bucked. “I’m going to… Cum!”

She screamed out the word, her pussy spasming about my dick. I shuddered, savoring the writhe of hot flesh. I pumped through her folds, her juices flooding out so hot, coating my pussy. I groaned, the pleasure increasing in me, the pressure growing.

“That’s it,” I panted. “That’s how you fuck a futa’s cock, you naughty schoolgirl-slut. Oh, yes, you cum so hard on it. Your pussy’s just aching for my cum.”

“Yes, she needs to spill in you,” Chandra said, sounding so happy for her daughter. “You’re doing so good, dear.”

“Thank you, Mother,” Sita moaned, trembling.

I rubbed harder at her clit, making her squeal again into my daughter. Belinda’s blue eyes widened. Then she fell backward on my desk, her large tits heaving together. She spasmed, moaning as she came on Sita’s lips.

Chandra clapped. “And you made Belinda cum. Wonderful, dear.”

“Yes, wonderful,” I moaned, the pressure building in my pussy’s depths, my dick aching in the schoolgirl’s convulsing snatch.

I buried into her cunt and groaned as my cum spurted out of my cock. Each blast made me buck. I groaned, the pleasure wracking through my body on the way to reach my brain. I drank it in as Sita’s pussy milked out more and more of my cum into her hungry depths.

I shuddered, drinking in the pleasure, all three of moaning as we came. Chandra kept applauding us, so proud of her daughter for making us cum. It was all so wonderfully wrong. I savored the thrill as I groaned a final time.

“Very good, girls,” I panted, pulling my cock out of Sita’s pussy. My cum followed out of her pussy, pink lips gaping open from my girth. It dribbled into her black hair. “See, Chandra, how well your daughter did.”

“Oh, my, so much cum is leaking out. She must have made your girl-dick very happy.”

“Very,” I panted. Then I grinned. “So, a writing contest. I think it should be girl only, to encourage them.”

“Mmm, maybe,” Chandra nodded.

“And, of course, the winner gets to be my personal slut for the week. I will teach her how to love me so much. She’ll get to drink my cum and feel my cock in her ass and pussy whenever she wants.”

“Wow, that would definitely motivate them,” Belinda moaned. “Mom’s dick is amazing.”

“I like it,” Chandra nodded, standing up. “I am so glad you are onboard, Marcie.”

“Yes,” Sita panted, licking her lips. “I will do my best.”

I grinned at her. “I know you will.”

“Well, we have to get going,” Chandra said. “Sita, get dressed and let’s go. We’re having dinner with your father in an hour.”

“Yes, Mother,” Sita said, sounding so submissive.

“Wow,” my daughter said when they left. “That was amazing, Mom.” She shivered, rubbing at her pussy. “Maybe I could use another lesson. Just to make sure I know how to fuck your futa-cock, Mom.”

I gave her a refresher course. Hard.

Later, when we were at home making dinner together, naked and laughing, I felt the sun set. My eyes widened. My cock tingled. I stared down in horror and watched as my dick retracted, shrinking more and more, withdrawing into the folds of my pussy.

“Mom,” Belinda gasped, falling to her knees. “What happened?”

“I don’t know,” I said, staring out the dark window. “I don’t know.”

Belinda was such a loving daughter, she stayed with me all night. We made love as traditional lesbians, but it wasn’t the same. I missed my futa-cock. Was it only for this one day? I had a lot of fun, but I wanted to do more with it.

I had such naughty ideas for school tomorrow.

I watched Belinda sleep beside me, feeling so close to her. It was near midnight when I finally fell into a tepid sleep. At least I had her. Nothing would change our new, incestuous relationship even if I had to go back to wearing a strap-on dildo.

The alarm clock woke me up the next morning, groggy, my eyes tired. Belinda was such a dear, she hopped right up and offered to make breakfast. I only groaned, so tired. It wasn’t enough sleep. I showered and readied myself while she made scrambled eggs and pancakes. I gave her a kiss, enjoying her lips before she vanished upstairs to get ready—with only one bathroom, it had to be scheduled.

The sky brighten as I drove us to the college. Belinda held my hand, a big smile on her face, her pigtails swaying as she talked with animated passion. “I hope we can find some time to get together. Maybe during lunch.”

My stomach twisted. “I was supposed to have fun during lunch with my futa-cock.”

“I’m sorry, Mom,” she sighed. “Maybe the futa-fairy will give you another one.”

My stomach twisted. I stopped at a light and grabbed my phone. I wanted to text B and—

The sun rose.

My clit throbbed and swelled in my nylons. I had forgone the panties, loving the naughty feel of the pantyhose directly on my skin. I groaned, hiking up my skirt, smiling in delight as my futa-cock sprouted, pressing on the dark material, the flesh bleeding through in places.

“It’s back!” gasped my daughter.

“It’s back,” I groaned.

Belinda undid her seatbelt, leaned over, and pushed down my nylons. My dick popped out, smacking into her lips. I groaned as my daughter engulfed my dick, sucking so hard on it. I shuddered, letting out a groaning moan, my head lolling.

My heart clenched as I realized we were parked next to a police car. The officer, a woman short, black hair, glanced at me. Her face had a familiar structure. She looked a lot like my student Amber Matheson.

She did say her mother was a cop.

Fear stabbed through me as my daughter bobbed her head. It had to be so obvious to the cop that my passenger’s head was in my lap. But the cop just gave me a smile and pulled away as the light turned green.

“This wish is awesome,” I panted, my girl-dick throbbing in my daughter’s hungry, sucking mouth.

I drove forward, trembling, my heart racing. My dick aching. Belinda bobbed her hungry mouth up and down my dick, her tongue swirling about the crown. My pussy clenched, hot juices trickling down to my ass, soaking into my nylons.

I loved her so much. She was such a treasure. My hands gripped the steering wheel so hard my knuckles went white. I groaned, shuddering. The pressure at the tip of my dick was incredible. My ovaries tightened as my daughter sucked with all her might, making such obscene sounds.

“Oh, munchkin, you are such a schoolgirl-slut for Mommy’s big dick.”

She moaned a yes about my cock, the tip throbbing.

I squirmed, her tongue swirling about the tip between bobs. It was so hard to concentrate on the road with my eighteen-year-old daughter’s hungry mouth wanting to devour my cum. My pussy clenched.

And then ached as her hand shoved between my thigh and rubbed at my wet pussy lips. I shivered as two of her slim fingers penetrated my pussy. My sheath clenched on them as they probed into my depths, pleasure racing up to the tip of my cock.

I shifted in the seat, my vision fuzzing as I navigated through morning traffic. My body kept bucking and shuddering. My heart raced. I slammed on the breaks, almost rear-ending the car in front of me.
“Oh, my sweet munchkin,” I groaned, my sweaty hands twisting on the steering wheel as such rapture built in me. “Oh, you’re driving your mother wild.”

She moaned about my cock, pumping her fingers in and out of my depths. She churned me up, the pleasure shooting to the tip of my dick. Her tongue swirled around it whenever she reached the pinnacle of my cock before she bobbed back down it, sliding it towards the back of her throat.

“Oh, yes, drink all of your mommy’s girl-cum,” I groaned as I turned into the school.

Students walked around me, heading to class. I screamed out the top of my head as I pumped load after load of incestuous girl-cum down my daughter’s throat. I shuddered, my car seat groaning, the steering wheel creaking. Violent rapture gripped me.

And my daughter drank it all down.

She gulped my cum as her fingers kept pumping in and out of my cunt, driving me wild. Every blast fired rapture through my body. Darkness washed across my vision. I hit the breaks, stopped in the middle of the parking lot, and unloaded the last of my jizz into her mouth.

Then, looking so happy, Belinda sat up, licking her cum-stained lips. She pulled her fingers out of my pussy and sucked on them as I found my faculty parking spot. She beamed at me when she finished.

“That was so awesome, Mom.”

“Yeah,” I panted. “Oh, my, I can’t believe you did that.”

“So…it came back.”

“When the sun rose,” I said, glancing to the golden light peeking over the horizon. “And it vanished at sunset.”

“So you only get it by day. When you’re at school. Teaching.” My daughter gave me an impish grin. “Lucky you.”

“Lucky me,” I nodded in complete agreement.

Sita was beaming at me when I walked into my first class. “I really enjoyed our lesson last night, Ms. Marcie.”

“So did I,” I grinned at her. “Strip naked. I have more to teach you.”

I thoroughly enjoyed Sita’s body while I had my class read silently. I pumped my cock in and out of her pussy and then broke in her asshole. She screamed her head off, bucking and moaning and none of the class cared.

Sita left my class dripping with cum. It had three of my favorites in it: Pattie Jones, Yunjin Kim, and Amber Matheson. I had already enjoyed Amber Matheson’s fine body yesterday, so I was eager to break in Pattie and Yunjin.

“Good morning, Ms. Marcie,” Amber Matheson said, a bright smile on her lips, her flushing cheeks highlighting the cute beauty mark on her right cheekbone. “I am looking forward to our lunch meeting.”

“Oh, I think you’re going to have something equally pleasurable in this class,” I promised her. She was the first student I had fucked yesterday. The first barely legal cherry I had enjoyed.

Her blush deepen. Her nipples pressed at the simple, white blouse she wore. Her black hair swayed as she headed to her desk. She perched on it, thighs crossed tightly, her dark eyes so eager as they smoldered with awakened passion.

More students filed in, including boys, but I had plans for them. My futa-cock was so hard beneath my skirt, trapped by my nylons. Though I used Sita so thoroughly last hour, I was still aching to have more fun. I had such stamina, far more than men had.

“Morning, Ms. Marcie,” the sultry Pattie Jones said. The African-America cutie had dimples in her ebony cheeks. She always had such a bright smile. Her beaded braids clacked as she moved, her tartan skirt clinging to her gorgeous ass.

“Morning, Pattie,” I purred. “I’m going to need your help with today’s lesson.”

“Oh, on?” she asked.

“Lesbian sex.”

She blinked, her eyebrows furrowing even as a naughty shudder ran through her body. She turned, heading to her seat, obviously confused and aroused by my words. She sat down, fidgeting in her seat as I gave her a sultry look.

As the hour neared its start, I was getting worried my last favorite wouldn’t show up. And then Yunjin Kim strolled in, the Korean doll such a graceful, blossoming beauty. She was petite and delicate, her back straight, her hands clasped before her while her silky black hair fell long down her body, reaching almost to the hem of her dark skirt. She gave me a shy smile, her head downcast, a faint blush tinging her pale-olive cheeks. She had such interesting coloring, that exotic, light cast of Korean and Japanese women.

My dick throbbed hard.

“Okay, class,” I said, standing before them. My cock bulged the front of my skirt. The girls noticed. I saw Pattie lean over and whisper something to Amber who giggled and whispered back.

Pattie’s eyes widened.

“We’re going to do something different.” I surveyed them. “Boys, move to the back and start reading Romeo and Juliet. There will be no need for talking. Girls, we’re going to have a different lesson up front. Break into partners. Except Pattie and Yunjin, you’re going to be demonstrating.”

“Partners, Ms. Marcie?” Pattie asked, a bold girl. “What’s going on. You said something about…”

Amber giggled louder as she partnered up with Gloria, a voluptuous brunette who dressed far too sluttily for my taste, like she wanted to be one of the older girls, shedding her innocence so fast. What a shame. I loved the young freshman the most, and some of the sophomores were still scrumptious.

“Yes, partners. Today, you’re going to learn how to make love to another girl.” I grinned, my dick throbbing. “And to please your futa-teacher.”

“Futa?” Gloria said, her eyes bright. “Like the cheerleaders?”

“Like the cheerleaders,” I promised as the girls paired up. There were ten girls, making five pairs, with Yunjin and Pattie up front.

I licked my lips, eyeing them. They all kept glancing at my bulge, their cheeks growing redder and redder, their hips shaking. The wish was working on them. Some were very shy, particularly Yunjin. She had flushed so dark, her head lowered, her hands washing before her while her hips shook.

“First, undressing. It’s very important to undress your lesbian lover slowly, to take joy in stripping off her clothes and touching the flesh she reveals with your hands. And your lips.” I turned to Pattie. “Strip Yunjin naked. Make it as sensual and erotic as you can.”

“Ms. Marcie?” the sweet, quiet voice of Yunjin asked.

“You want to please me, don’t you?” I asked her even as Pattie, a bold grin on her lips, shot her dark hands forward.

“I do, Ms. Marcie,” she answered. “It’s just…”

“Don’t mind the boys. They won’t care.” And they didn’t. They were in the back, bored. It was every young man’s fantasy to see girls stripping naked, and have lesbian sex. But to them what we were doing was just part of the lesson, nothing exciting. I could have all the fun I wanted so long as it was with my students.

No one would care. The futa-fairy’s magic was amazing.

“And girls, follow suit. Watch what Pattie does, and then do it to your partner.”

“Yes, Ms. Marcie,” Amber said, her hands already pulling off Gloria’s halter top, revealing a hot-pink bra cupping large tits.

I turned my attention to Pattie and Yunjin, my dick so hard as the Black girl’s dark hands unbuttoned Yunjin’s light-blue blouse. The Korean girl squirmed, her flesh slowly revealed. Her small breasts were clad in a plain, white bra, her nipples poking at the front. The shirt fell open. I groaned as Pattie’s ebony hands caressed Yunjin’s pale flesh, staring at the sides and stomach, sliding up towards the breasts.

Yunjin gasped and shivered as Pattie’s fingers reached her bra. The dark digits dipped beneath the bra, Pattie licking her lips as she slid beneath, touching her classmate’s small breasts. The Korean girl shivered again as her bra cups slid up, revealing her conical breasts topped by hard, dark-brown nipples.

Pattie rolled one while leaning forward. She licked the nub.

“Pattie,” gasped Yunjin.

“See what Pattie’s doing?” I said, turning to the other girls, other naked pairs of breasts in sight. “See how she loves them? And Amber, you’re doing a great job.”

“Thanks Ms. Marcie,” Amber moaned, her face pressed between the pillowy tits of Gloria, both hands cupping the busty girl’s assets.

Yunjin whimpered more as Pattie swirled her tongue about the hard nipple and then sucked on it. Her dark hands roamed the trembling Korean girl’s body, sliding down to caress stomach and hips, searching for the clasp of Yunjin’s skirt. She found it. A zipper rasped. Then the skirt fell down slim thighs, revealing a white pair of schoolgirl panties.

I groaned, hiking my skirt. I glanced at the other girls, hearing the sounds of nipples being sucked. Carla, a redhead, lapped at the underboob of Regina, squeezing those round tits. Amber now had one of Gloria’s nipples in her mouth, sucking so hard.

“You are all doing so well,” I groaned, revealing my girl-cock tenting my nylons. The boys continued reading in the back. “Just loving each other. Doesn’t it feel nice to have your nipples sucked on by a soft pair of feminine lips?”

“Yes,” Gloria groaned, squirming as she sat on top of a desk.

I turned back to Pattie and Yunjin, smiling. Pattie hand her hand down the front of Yunjin’s panties now, clearly rubbing virgin pussy. The Korean girl groaned and trembled, her hands clenched at her side, her slanted eyes so wide.

“Don’t you just love what Pattie is doing to you?” I asked, rubbing my cock through my nylons. I loved the feel of the silky cloth on my sensitive dick and rubbing on the lips of my wet pussy. I could smell my tangy musk bleeding through.

Yunjin just shivered.

“Well?” I asked her, putting a stern note into my face.

“Yes, Ms. Marcie,” Yunjin moaned. “She’s…she’s making me feel very nice.”

“Mmm, because you are a schoolgirl-slut at heart,” I purred. “You all are. Just horny schoolgirl-sluts all eager to be fucked by my big futa-dick.”

“Yes,” Pattie moaned, her lips popping off the hard nipple, leaving it glistening. Her hips wiggled. “I want it so badly. You’re hung.”

Pattie engulfed the other nipple, making Yunjin squeak. The Korean girl trembled, her hands clenching tighter. I shook my head, moving closer to the girl. I nuzzled at her ear, licking it, making her shudder.

“Why don’t you touch Pattie back? Why don’t you feel her breasts, Yunjin?”

“Okay, Ms. Marcie,” she said, her words so soft. She reached out, groping Pattie’s breasts through her white blouse.

“Oh, yes,” gasped Gloria behind me.

I turned, smiling, seeing Amber on her knees now, her head pressed between Gloria’s thighs. A pink thong clung to the busty girl’s ankle while Amber applied her tongue with eager delight to Gloria’s pussy.

My dick throbbed and ached. My lusts were on fire. Gloria shuddered and moaned as Amber devoured her pussy. Pattie, emboldened by Amber’s antics, pulled her hand out of Yunjin’s panties. Fingers glistening, she pulled down the Korean girl’s panties, leaving a smear of pussy cream on her hip.

And exposing a thick, black bush hiding her innocence. Pattie moaned, leaning in, horny and eager to please her classmate. Her ebony lips pressed into the raven-black pubic hair. Yunjin shuddered hard, her firm tits jiggling, as she felt the first touch on her virgin pussy.

“That’s it,” I groaned, the girls moaning louder around me, others going down on their classmates for the first time. Girls gasped, their bare tits jiggling as their partners devoured their hot cunts. “That’s how you love each other.”

I fell to my knees behind Pattie, hiking up her skirt and revealing a pair of yellow panties, the crotch dark with her excitement. “And this is how you love a futa.”

I shoved down my nylons, my hard girl-dick slapping Pattie’s panty-clad ass. The Black girl moaned, her hips wiggling while she kept tonguing Yunjin’s pussy. The Korean girl stared down at me, her eyes wide.

“I know, I’m hung, sweetie,” I told her while peeling down Pattie’s yellow panties. “But it’ll fit in your pussy. I promise.”

I revealed Pattie’s gorgeous, curved, ebony ass, my pale cock sprawling across it. I loved the contrast in our skin. She was so dark, and I was so light. I shuddered as she wiggled her hips, moaning so loudly into Yunjin’s pussy in anticipation.

I guided my cock lower, the tip nudging between her dark butt-cheeks before finding her curly pubic hair. I shuddered, feeling the tickling delight before I found the wet heat of her pussy. I nudged at her folds, slipping into her pussy.

Without resistance.

“You’re not a virgin?” I gasped, my dick buried an inch into her hot, sucking depths.

“I have a boyfriend,” the eighteen-year-old moaned, wiggling her hips. “I love him in me.”

My pale fingers grabbed her butt-cheeks, parting them, revealing her sphincter. “What about your ass? Is it cherry?”

“Yes,” Pattie moaned, her face still planted in Yunjin’s pussy.

“You wouldn’t actually put it in her butt, Ms. Marcie!” gasped Yunjin.

“Schoolgirl-sluts love it up the ass,” I groaned, pulling my dick out of Pattie’s pussy and sliding it up through her ebony butt-cheeks. “And you are all my schoolgirl-sluts.”

“Yes,” moaned Amber, her voice muffled by Gloria’s pussy.

“Fuck her ass, Ms. Marcie,” moaned Gloria. “I love it up the ass.”

“I knew you were a naughty whore,” I purred, my cock’s rubbing on Pattie’s sphincter.

“Such a whore,” moaned Gloria. “Oh, my god, Amber, yes, wiggle that tongue in my cunt.”

Other girls moaned their delight as I pressed on Pattie’s asshole. The Black girl groaned, her hips wiggling as her virgin sphincter resisted my cock. Yunjin watched with wide eyes, her hips wiggling as she ground her hot cunt on Pattie’s licking tongue.

And then my cock’s tip popped past the tight, virgin ring and into hot bowels.

I shuddered, my pussy clenching so hard at the velvety delight of my student’s asshole. I gripped her ebony butt-cheeks hard with my pale fingers, sliding my White cock into her Black ass. I groaned at the friction of her sphincter, Pattie moaning so loudly into Yunjin’s pussy.

“You’re sliding into her butt, Ms. Marcie,” Yunjin gasped. “Heavenly hosts, you’re sodomizing her.”

“I am,” I groaned, savoring Pattie’s velvety delight.

“Wow,” Yunjin moaned, licking her lips. And then she let out the cutest groans as her body convulsed. “Wow, wow, wow!”

I smelled spicy musk as Yunjin came so hard on Pattie’s mouth. The girl shuddered, her body bucking in delight. Her small breasts jiggled as her orgasms rippled through her body. She threw back her head, moaning out her delight.

“And Pattie has made Yunjin cum,” I moaned, my cock buried all the way into Pattie’s tight ass. “Do you hear that everyone?”

“Yes,” a girl moaned. “That’s so hot.”

“Go, Yunjin, go!” cheered another.

“I’m going to cum, too!”

“Oh, my god!”

“Yes!”

Girls moaned around me, also cumming as they watched me bugger Pattie. I shuddered, my breasts jiggling in my bra as I rammed forward into her tight bowels. The friction burned along my cock, shooting right to my molten pussy. My nylons drank the juices flooding out of me, my excitement mounting with every moment.

The chorus of girls moaning in lesbian passion had me shuddering in delight. Yunjin kept writhing. Pattie moaned, her beaded braids clacking and clattering as she tongued Yunjin faster and faster. The black girl rocked back into my thrusts, working her hips as she devoured hot pussy.

“Oh, you’re just my Black slut now, aren’t you?” I hissed as I rammed my cock into her asshole. “You just love my dick in you.”

“So much, Ms. Marcie,” groaned Pattie into Yunjin’s pussy.

“She does,” the Korean girl moaned. “She’s your Black schoolgirl-slut now!”

“Just like you?” I asked, pumping faster and faster, loving it.

“Yes!”

“We’re all your schoolgirl-sluts, Ms. Marcie,” Regina moaned with throaty pleasure.

I looked around the room. Girls were kissing now, tasting their pussies on the lips of their partners while they stripped them naked. Amber was on her back on the floor, Gloria between her thighs, licking her hot schoolgirl-cunt now. Regina planted her pussy on Carla’s face, squeezing her boobs as she rode the redhead’s hungry mouth. Jessie and Renee were kissing hard, their naked bodies pressed tight.

It was all so hot. My hips pistoned so hard and fast into Pattie’s bowels. My pussy clenched, the pressure building in the depths of my body. My ovaries boiled with a fresh load of futa-cum to share with my student. I plowed into her, her ebony cheeks jiggling every time I buried into her.

“Ms. Marcie,” my Black slut moaned, her bowels clenching so tight on my dick, my cock aching as I pumped into her hot depths. “I… Yes!”
She bucked. Her asshole writhed about my dick. She screamed her orgasm into Yunjin’s hot snatch. Beaded braids clattered before me as the Black girl came hard on my huge, White girl-cock. Her bowels spasmed on my dick, milking it.

“Yes,” I groaned, plowing into her so hard. “That’s it. Oh, yes. Take my cum, you whore!”

“Flood me, Ms. Marcie!” she moaned, her head tossing back, braided beads flying in front of my face, each a rainbow of color.

My hips thrust forward. I groaned, squeezing her hips, and flooded her. The hot delight of cum pumping out of my dick shuddered through me. I quivered, blast after blast of my jizz spurting out of my cock into her hot ,tight bowels. She milked me as she writhed. Her orgasm burned so hot through her.

“Is it my turn to play with her, Ms. Marcie?” Yunjin asked, trembling, her face so flushed, her slanted eyes smoldering.

“Yes,” I groaned, firing the last load of my cum into Pattie’s bowels. “Come lick her ass clean of my jizz.”

“Oh, that’s so dirty,” groaned Regina as she ground on Carla’s face.

“It is,” I panted, pulling my dick out of Pattie’s asshole. “Now get over here and do it, slut.”

“Yes, Ms. Marcie,” Yunjin moaned, moving her naked body around Pattie. She fell to her knees, her slim, pale fingers gripping Pattie’s bubbly ass, parting her butt-cheeks.

Pattie’s asshole gaped open, swimming with white futa-cum.

I groaned as Yunjin leaned down and licked through Pattie’s crack, gathering a rivulet of pearly jizz that had escaped before reaching the Black girl’s asshole. Pattie groaned as Yunjin rimmed her. The Black girl fell forward onto her hands, her lips and cheeks smeared with Yunjin’s pussy.

“Oh, my god, that’s so hot,” Amber moaned, humping into Gloria’s licking mouth. “She’s eating your cum out of her asshole.”

“Yes,” Jessie groaned as she and Renee tribbed on the floor, their legs scissored together, small boobs jiggling.

“It is,” I purred, moving behind Yunjin and staring at her virgin pussy. I shoved my fingers into her sopping bush, stroking through her silky hairs to find her cunt. She shuddered, moaning into Pattie’s asshole as I fingered her.

And found a hymen.

“Ready to be broken in, Yunjin?” I asked.

“Yes, Ms. Marcie!” she moaned, her pussy so hot beneath my fingers. “I’m your schoolgirl-slut.”

“That’s so nasty,” Renee moaned. “That cock was just in Pattie’s butt.”

“Ooh, I wish she was fucking my pussy,” moaned Jessie, tribbing harder into Renee.

I shuddered as I rubbed my dirty cock on Yunjin’s virgin pussy. The girl moaned, her tongue wiggling through Pattie’s asshole to gather my cum. I shivered and savored her hymen pressing against the tip of my cock.

I thrust.

It was such a treat to pop another cherry. I savored her membrane resisting before tearing. My cock popped into her cunt. She groaned, her pussy so tight and wet, washing clean my cock of Pattie’s ass as I drove deep into Yunjin’s once pure depths.

“Yes,” I gasped, my breasts jiggling. “Oh, this is wonderful.” I drew back my hips and slammed in again.

“It is,” moaned the Korean slut, her pussy clenching down on my dick. “You’re sooooo thick. Oh, yes. Oh, the heavenly host, yes!”

My hips pumped away at her hot, tight cunt, my gaze wandering the classroom. Amber and Gloria now sixty-nined, devouring each other’s assholes. Carla was on her hands and knees, Regina tonguing her asshole while fingering her cunt. Jessie and Renee spasmed as they both were cumming. Melissa sucked at Jennifer’s boobs, both girls fingering each other’s pussies as they writhed in passion.

And the boys were bored in the back reading Shakespeare.

It was so wonderful. It was beyond my wildest dreams. B had given me what I wished for and so much more. Pleasure rippled through my body as I pumped my dirty cock so hard and fast into my newest schoolgirl-slut. I reamed over and over into her pussy, slamming into her depths while her cunt clenched on my cock.

“Ms. Marcie,” she kept moaning into Pattie’s ass. “Oh, yes, Ms. Marcie.”

“Fuck her,” hissed Pattie, her hips wiggling. “I love it how she moans into my ass, Ms. Marcie. Keep fucking the whore’s schoolgirl-cunt!”

“Yes,” I howled, my pussy clenching, the pleasure building inside of me. My cum wanted to flood her barely legal pussy.

Our flesh slapped together. My pussy burning so hot as I savored Yunjin’s tight cunt. I savored violating her. This was all so hot. I drank in the chorus of girls moaning and cumming behind me as my own orgasm built and built, coming closer and closer to erupting into her cunt.

“Oh, my fucking god,” howled Pattie. “Oh, yes! That’s it. I love it! I love anal! I’m a schoolgirl whore!”

She came hard, bucking her ass into Yunjin’s face. The Korean girl’s pale cheeks were pressed so deep into those ebony butt-cheeks. I shuddered, my pleasure surging through me from the naughty sounds.

My cock spurted. Cum flooded Yunjin’s hot pussy. I drove my dick into her fertile depths, my futa-seed pumping over and over into her. I gripped her hips, groaning as the rapture boiled through my mind.

“Ms. Marcie!” squealed the Korean slut.

Her pussy spasmed about my dick.

I shuddered, her hot flesh milking my cock. She came so hard on my dick. I caressed her hot skin as she trembled and moaned, still tonguing Pattie’s asshole. The rapture boiled through my mind. Such intense bliss shot through me. I savored it.

I had all my dreams realized and more. I loved being a futanari. I loved B for giving me this cock. I loved my daughter and all my schoolgirl sluts. As my pleasure peaked, I knew I would be fucking my students every day.

I would enjoy their youthful, nubile bodies. And they would love me. I was the naughtiest teacher ever.

I ripped my cock out of Yunjin’s pussy, my cum flooding down her thighs. I stood up, facing my other girls. “We have thirty minutes left in the hour,” I grinned. “So who’s next?”

“Me!” eight girls squealed, faces flushed, lips stained with pussy juices, breasts heaving with awakened, lesbian passion.

I loved being an educator. It was so rewarding molding my student’s young minds.

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Bean Sidhe, known as B to her patrons, trembled on her icy throne, her cum firing up into the air and landing on her belly, freezing into pearly gems to adorn her skin. The winter fairy groaned, her wings fluttering against her frozen seat, her pussy spasming about the fingers of her left hand.

She shivered in delight as she watched her newest patron ramming her cock into redheaded Carla’s cunt, fucking her fast. Such a thrill of satisfaction went through the futa-fairy as her orgasm peaked in her, her cock spurting the final blast of creamy jizz to coat her pale flesh.

“Yes,” she moaned. “Oh, take that, you summer slut. Mmm, my patron is having fun in Parkland, too.”

Leanan Sidhe, that summer slut, had tried to hide her activities in Parkland, Washington. It was such a remote, unimportant place to expand power. But Bean Sidhe was glad she had discovered it. It was always fun sending her magic into new places.

She shivered again and reached for her smart phone. She had other pacts to make around the world, other places of interest she had to cultivate. But she would have more fun. She would ruin whatever plans the summer slut had.

Idly stroking her dick with one hand, she sent her text message.

The END of Ms. Marcie’s Tale

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Intro: When i was younger, the neighborhood was mostly teens. seeing as they all knew certain things, Liza (My best friend and current wife) and I got into some pretty… adult adventures. luckily no one got pregnant, though that in itself was certainly a miracle. looking back, i realize that this might be somewhat exciting to know that every who reads this knows a little more about us. Liza might help a little too, if the story gets a good rating. hope you like it, and try not to be too jealous. =)

I guess I was ten when it happened. I lived in a neighborhood that was shaped like an oval, with a few dirt roads cutting between the woods in the center. I was one of the youngest, the only kid younger being my best friend, Liza, who was also ten. I was always proud to say that I was four months older, born in May. To counter that she was proud to say she could beat me up. As the youngest normally do in a primarily teen neighborhood, Liza and I were always trying to be around the older kids. The only ones who wanted us around were Maggie, a thirteen year old girl who lived next to me, Trevor, a twelve year old nerdy kid who liked to play sports, Austin and Terra, two fourteen year olds who lived across the block from all of us and still chose to make the bike ride. At the time our favorite hang out was a small pond with a waterfall into a creek. The place was in the middle of the oak trees that were densely populating the center of the neighborhood, and well hidden. None of the adults knew were it was and there weren’t any large rocks for us to fall and hurt ourselves on.
One day Liza and I joined up and went on our usual path there, one of the game trails that split off in so many directions only the “inside” kids knew where the place was. Once we got there, we decided to play Marco polo. After a while Maggie showed up, sullen and deep in thought (though we just thought she was depressed.) we offered to let her play but she just wasn’t interested. She was in the seventh grade, a huge step for Liza and I who had just entered fourth. She had mentioned some strange class the day before but neither of us made that connection. We simply continued playing. Eventually though we thought of a new game. We decided that the first one who could get Maggie into the water was the winner, and that came with bragging rights.
Liza went first, making Maggie very confused when she tried pushing her into the pond. When that didn’t work Liza journeyed into the deeper portion of the pond, which to us was about neck height. She tried the fish trick, claiming a huge fish was swimming around her. Ten minutes later nothing had worked. Liza came over to me, pouting severely at her failure. Then it was my turn.
By now Maggie had figured out the game, and she wasn’t happy when I approached. Then she seemed interested in me for some reason. Once I got closer, she seemed almost happy to see me. On a side note, we kids who used the pool wore swim trunks in and out, and Maggie was wearing a pink bikini, Liza a one piece and I was just wearing trunks.
“Travis, why was Liza trying to push me in earlier? Are you guys playing a game?” Maggie was smiling by now, standing up and talking in a tone that meant either I was in trouble or she wanted me to do something. I wasn’t about to give her anything until I won.
“ We decided whoever could get you into the water first wins… why are you talking like that? Do you want me to help you get out of trouble with your parents again?” I was a pretty smart kid at the time, and Maggie had called me to help her get her out of trouble with her parents the week before. I actually succeeded in getting her ungrounded.
“ What?! No! But…” Now she was getting shy, and Maggie never got shy around Liza or me. “ Well I took this class, and I didn’t really understand it. It’s called sex education, but I just couldn’t learn without an actual example of the material. Could you help me?”
Then I was confused. Sex education? I knew at the time that education meant school, but sex was beyond me. And what did she want exactly? If only I had known.
“I guess, but you have to get into the water first. I wont let Liza win when we both need something from one another.” When Maggie heard that her smile got wide. She stood and waded into the water, diving in and swimming a quick lap before exiting the pool. Liza was instantly by my side, shoving me into the water.
“You CHEATED!! If I couldn’t do it then there’s no way YOU could’ve!!!” Another quick side note. Liza was extremely competitive. There’s no way she could lose, at least in her mind. And if she couldn’t do then no one else could. Though she has gotten better over the years.
“ I didn’t cheat, I just made a deal with her. She went in and… say what DID you want from me exactly?” I realized at that point that I hadn’t really asked her before, and I wasn’t going back on my word. I turned to face her and she got that wide grin again.
“ Take off your trunks, please!”
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Later on in the car, Karen manoeuvred the car through traffic and exclaimed “Fucking hell. That was so fucking hot.” Jeanine just smiled. Karen smacked her arm. “Hey, what’s that for?” Jeanine said shocked.

“You bitch. You gave me two options, remember? Either get fucked by Raymond, or let Robert fuck you! Raymond is fucking gay! You lied!”

Jeanine answered. “Gay, or bi-sexual or whatever. Besides, I had to tell you something. If I didn’t you would never had let me fuck Robert… God, that was so cool. Every time I think about it, my pussy starts to dampen.”

Karen played like she was angry, but couldn’t stay that way for long. She started to laugh. “Yeah, I guess that was a really hot night, wasn’t it….” Karen had realized how silly her dream had been in which Raymond had raped her in her cunt and ass.

“So, who was Raymond fucking anyway?” Karen wanted to know.

“Well, this time it was de delivery guy. They are old mates. Every time he gets around, Raymond fucks him in the warehouse. Most employees know about this, and keep out of the way. When I realized you were sent to the warehouse, I immediately got to get you, but I guess I was a little bit late,” Jeanine said apologetically.

“No. I think you were just on time,” Karen said.

“So, did you see dad yesterday?” Jeanine said. Karen looked at her sister for a moment, her cheeks started to get red.

“I did see dad alright,” Karen replied.

“So what happened?” Jeanine asked.

“Well, I went up to the balcony at around five. The curtains were closed alright, but I could peek in through the opening. I saw dad sitting on the bed, he was naked from the waist down. He was stroking his hard cock. It looked huge. I don’t know, about 10-inches, maybe more.”

Jeanine nodded. “Yes it is rather big, isn’t it?”

“Rather big, it is the biggest dick I’ve ever seen in real life. I don’t think my fingers would reach around when I held it.”

“Don’t you mean, if you held it?” Jeanine asked.

Karen blushed. “Yeah, Freudian slip girl here. Anyway, Anne, our lovely blond housekeeper of thirty, came into the room. Without saying anything she got down on her knees in front of dad, and swallowed his cock. The muscles of her throat mercilessly squeezed dad’s cock and he was really enjoying himself. Her head went up and down, deep-throating him fast, like she was in a hurry. Dad held her small head with his big hands and held her steady. She was blocking his big cock from my view, but I swear I got wet between my legs as soon as I saw that cock for the first time….”

“You slut, you got wet watching your father’s cock?” Jeanine joked.

“Yeah, isn’t that something. I feel terrible,” Karen confessed. Jeanine lay her hand on Karen’s lap and replied “Don’t worry, when I saw him getting a blow job the other day, I fingered my clit for hours. It got me so fucking hot!”

“Yeah, me too. I started to rub my pussy on the balcony, only a few feet from daddy and his suck slut. While I was on the verge of cumming, I saw dad pump Anne’s mouth with even greater vigour. He was close too. I could tell by watching his face. I think she was happy too, because her jaws must have been tired after sucking that big cock of his. Dad let his cock slip out her mouth a few inches. Then he held her head still and spurted his cum into her. She had a hard time swallowing, and some of it dripped out of her mouth. It was running down her neck,. on to her shirt. The crazy thing was, while he was cumming, it seemed like he looked straight at me. As if he could see me. This freaked me out so much, I didn’t dare cum or move. I was nailed to the floor. It only lasted a couple of seconds, but I thought I would die that instant.”

When dad was done, Anne took his fat cock out of her mouth, and she cleaned his head thoroughly, as if it was an ice cream cone and she didn’t want to lose one drop. I finally recomposed myself and got off the balcony. I ran into the house, into my room and jumped on my bed. I pulled down my jeans and underwear and put three fingers up my cunt.. Just the thought of dad getting his cock blown in the other room, was too much. I don’t know how much I came, but it was already getting dark when I finished fingering my cunt. I felt totally exhausted. Just the thought of it makes we wet now.”

Jeanine kissed her sister on the cheek. “Me too, babe. Me too.”

They both stayed silent for a while. Karen concentrated on the road. They were almost home.

Jeanine broke the silence. “Should we tell mom?”

“I don’t know. Maybe she already knows. Maybe this is the reason why they split up. Besides, you just wanna tell her that we spied on dad getting a blowjob by the housekeeper. How will that sound?”

Jeanine smiled. “Horny as hell, if you’d ask me. But maybe not for mom.”

“By the way,” Jeanine asked. “How is Robert doing on that little movie of his?”

Karen’s face started to look grim. “I don’t know. We haven’t spoken in a couple of days. Not since I gave him a little show with your dildo. (Jeanine smiled when she heard that, she would have loved to have seen it.) I hope everything is all right.”

“Why don’t you call him tonight?” Jeanine offered.

And so she did. I had just arrived in my hotel room. I took of my cloths to get a shower and to get ready for dinner with Dawn, when the phone rang. It was Karen. We said our sweet hellos and asked each other how things were going. Karen told me everything. About getting off with Jeanine, about Raymond and about spying on her dad. I was relieved that Raymond turned out to be gay, I must admit. Now, the story of her dad really shocked me. “You spied on your dad getting a blow job?!” I exclaimed. Then again, when Karen started to describe the whole scene, I immediately got hard. I knew how the housekeeper looked and it wasn’t hard to imagine her beautiful mouth sucking on my cock to be honest.

Karen said that she felt lonely and that she was missing me. “I long for your hard cock. I need it in my pussy so bad. I am almost burning up inside,” she panted over the phone.

“I know honey. But am still going to be gone for another five weeks or so. Maybe you can borrow your sister’s dildo again. You seemed to really like it the other day,” I suggested jokingly.

“Well, the dildo isn’t the same as your nice cock….” she said.

“Thanx babe, but there is nothing I can do about it. Seems to me like you’re better off then me, though…” I said a bit bitter.

“What do you mean?” Karen wanted to know.

“Well, you’re having some family fun while I am here all alone… You got your rocks off with Jeanine the other day, and don’t tell me Peter isn’t willing to ‘help’ you with your little sex problem,” I said.

“Hey, mister, that’s a little bit below the belt don’t you think…” she replied.

“I guess you’re family knows all about that, huh. Especially you.”

“So, that’s it, huh. Well, maybe I should just ask my sister to help me with my belt problem, would you like that?” Karen replied a bit angry.

I got angry too. I was too tired to deal with her bad attitude that night. “Why don’t you throw in Peter’s cock while you’re at it, so you three can fuck each other, for all I care.”

Karen got mad now. “Maybe I’ll just do that. Maybe dad can watch us fucking each other’s brains out. It is not like you care or anything, right?!”

“Right!” I said while I slammed the phone down. I hit the shower and washed away my anger with nice cool water. I felt sorry for shouting at her. Must have been the stress of the film. Everything was going well professionally. But there were two problems rising on the horizon. Dawn and I saw each other everyday. Either on set, while she retouched some of the main actor’s make-up. This often had to be done. Although I was busy getting the camera set up by my assistant and talking to the gaffer and the director, I did look in her direction every once in while and especially at her perfect ass.

The other problem was of a different nature. The whole fucking around in Karen’s family started to bother me. Fucking her brother once, was one thing. But then we both fucked her at one point and now she saw her dad getting a blowjob. And she sometimes slept with her sister and they masturbated together (okay that was kind of hot.) What’s next: a family love-fest? I wondered. No doubt Peter would try to get back into her panties during my absence. And after our phone-call tonight, she probably would welcome him too. Yes, I must admit that I was jealous. Yes, they were her relatives and they all loved each other very much. I guess I just felt a bit left out. Karen was getting fucked whenever she wanted, and here I was, jerking off every night, while a beautiful woman was just next-door, waiting for me to make my next move. Maybe it was time to make my next move, then.

Dawn and I had a nice dinner that night. We both had the day off the next day, so we drank a lot of booze. During dinner, she sometimes let her foot up my leg. At one point pressing her foot deep into my crotch. That felt great. She was in heat, and so was I. No wonder we ended up in my room a few hours later. We were standing in front of the room looking into each other’s eyes. “You want a nightcap?” I asked her. Her beautiful blue eyes were shining and told me she wanted more than just a nightcap.

She jumped into my arms and we kissed passionately. I walked her into the room and threw her on the bed. I jumped right on her, continuing our kissing. Her hands were all over my body, ripping at my clothes. My hands roamed her beautiful body, and caressed her tits through her cloths. They felt big, bigger than Karen’s.

“Hold on Cowboy,” Dawn said between kisses. “I just gotta go to the little ladies room.” I rolled of her body and watched her disappear in the bathroom. “Don’t be long!” I said. I noticed the door of my room was still open and closed it.

While I heard Dawn doing her stuff in the bathroom I wondered if I could really go through with this. Could I really cheat on Karen? But she was fucking other people too. Okay, so they were relatives. But does that make any difference?

I made up my mind. I dropped my clothes on the floor, walked in the bathroom. Dawn’s cloths were stacked up in a neat pile on a chair. She was still sitting on the toilet, wiping her cunt lips. My stiff prick was standing proud before me, aiming at her luscious body.

“Wow, look what the cat dragged in…” Dawn joked. She was finished and wanted to get off the toilet. I didn’t let her. I pulled her mound to the edge of the toilet and pressed my hard cock straight into her tingling love tunnel. She sighted while we both watched my prick disappear in her clean shaven pussy. What a wonderful sight. She grabbed me by my neck and pulled herself near me. I lifted her off the toilet and pressed her back against the wall. She ground her pelvis against mine, wrapping her legs around my waist and digging her heels into my ass, helping me push deeper into her. I fucked her with nice slow strokes. Filling her up completely. We were both sweating by exertion.

I felt the head of my cock press against her cervix and tried to push even harder. “Deeper, Rob. Fuck me deeper, harder,” she said. “Your wish is my command, dear lady,” I said and mashed her even harder into the wall. My balls were slapping against her outer lips, while I fucked her harder and harder. I think we waked up the neighbours because the we made the whole wall shake. Stuff was falling off the toilet and off the sink: a toothbrush, some soap, my comb. I didn’t care. All I wanted was to bury my cock inside her lovely slit as deep as possible. I wanted to tear her body apart with my fucking. I smashed her big breasts with my body and it felt like nothing I felt before. She looked into my eyes and I felt like I was drowning in her beautiful blue debts. Her curly brown hear was shaking by our movements.

“Oh darling, I’ve wanted you for so long. Seeing you on the set everyday, but not being able to touch you, it was killing me,” Dawn panted between thrusts.

“Me too, I just couldn’t hold it anymore… I had to fuck you tonight!” I screamed, while I tried to hold off my orgasm. Her nice shaved cunt started to milk my cock and it was very hard not to shoot my load right that minute. I stopped thrusting into her for a second, trying to stay on the edge, not go over it.

“Are you cumming?” she asked.

“Almost….” I said.

“Pull out before you cum, babe. I am not on the pill, and you’re not wearing your little raincoat.”

“Damn, I haven’t brought any,” I said while I slipped my prick out of her wet slit. Dawn slowly let her feet drop to the floor and stood by herself.

“I did. They are in my room…” she said while she looked at my cock, covered with her juices. “But I don’t want to leave you like this…” She went down to her knees and her mouth fully engulfed me. She deep throated me with great enthusiasm, and it was hard for me not to cum that instant. I looked at her lovely face going up and down on my love stick, sucking hard. Dawn cupped my balls, squeezing them a little bit. “Fucking hell, I am going to shoot my load.” But before I could, she cut off at the base of my prick, so the pressure went down for a while. She let my cock slip out of her mouth. “Don’t cum yet lover, I’ve got an idea. Follow me.”

She went back to the bed, got on all fours and pushed her ass into the air. “I want you to cum inside, but not inside my pussy or my mouth,” she said horny.

She didn’t have to say that twice. I sat down behind her and looked at her inviting little hole in front of me. Without thinking or waiting for her cue, I started to rim her asshole. It was tight and hot as hell, just the way I like it. I held her bums apart a little bit while I tried to get the tip of my tongue into her ass. I heard Dawn moan loudly. She was fingering her engorged clit. I think she was having a series of small little orgasms, because her body was shaking all the time.

After rimming her for a while, her hole was feeling relaxed. I put in a finger and it went in easily. I turned the finger around her ass. Dawn turned her head and looked straight at me. “Enough foreplay. Just stick you cock into my ass, now!” she demanded.

Well, the lady’s wish was my command. Or should I say her command was my wish. Anyway, I pushed my cock into her ass and it went in with great ease.

“You must have done this before,” I remarked.

“Man, I love a cock up my ass. Actually, after a couple of blowjobs, the first orifice of my body that was penetrated, was my butt. My first boyfriend was so nervous and the room so dark, he slipped his cock into the wrong hole.”

“That must have hurt…”

“Only for a moment, actually I loved the feeling. Too bad he came almost immediately,” Dawn said while I buried my cock to a hilt in her ass.

“Let’s do that better this time,” I said mischievously while I started to screw that nice ass of hers. I pumped in and out of her hole, stretching it to the max. I pulled out my cock and just before my head could pop out, I pushed back into her again until my balls were hitting her ass. I bended over more and grabbed her tits. I mashed her nipples between my fingers. She really liked that. Meanwhile her fingers were touching her clit at light speed. We moved like this for a while, building up speed. At one point we were fucking so hard, my cock slipped out of her ass.

“Put it back in, please!” she pleaded. I held my cock and pushed it back into her ass. She fell on the bed, flat on her stomach. I fucked her like there was no tomorrow, my cock ploughing in and out of her ass. I took it all the way out and then all the way in, penetrating her little asshole every time.

“Shit Dawn, you’re so tight, I am gonna shoot my load!”

“Fill me up, Rob. Fill my ass with your sperm. Now goddammit. I need it!”

I felt that familiar tingle in my balls. My sperm moved up my cock and I unloaded one of the biggest loads I’ve ever released. I must have coated her whole bowels with the stuff.

“Ouchhh, yeah, I am cumming too. Fill me up, fuck me, aaaarchhhgg!!!” Dawn screamed.

I lay on top of her, feeling my orgasm subside. I guess we fell asleep like that, because when I woke up an hour or so later, we were spooned up next to each other, my cock still in her ass, cum dripping out of her ass.

Dawn moaned when I took my cock out. “Hmmm, that was a real nice fuck, Robbie.” I kissed her cheek and got out of bed. I had to pee like hell. While I was standing above the toilet, I looked at my limp cock. Only a few weeks ago it had fucked Jeanine, Karen and had been in Peter’s mouth. But those experiences were overshadowed by what happened that night. I started to think that Dawn was the best fuck I’ve ever had. It had felt so good. Maybe it was because I was in a post coital state that I thought that way, maybe it was the truth. I didn’t care about it at that moment. All I wanted was to do it again. I came back into the bedroom and saw Dawn lying in my bed. The covers only covered her legs. She rolled over on her back, her tits standing proudly on her chest.

She opened her eyes. “What are you looking at, silly man?” she asked.

I smiled at her. “You of course.”

“You like what you see?”

“Well, it’s not bad.” I teased.

Dawn’s lip pouted. “Not bad?! Well come here and I’ll show you what you can do with it. ‘Not bad’, you little fuck!” she said smilingly.

I went over and she showed me what one could do with such a wonderful body. I think we fucked until daybreak. Then we fell asleep and slept through most of the day.

Anyway, while I was filling Dawn’s ass that night, some other things were happening back in Holland, at Karen’s place to be exact. Had I’ve known this at the time, I wouldn’t have felt that guilty feeling that crept through my body only for a moment, when I penetrated Dawn for the first time that night.

That same night Karen’s dad sat in his favourite chair, in the dark, holding his drink. He was still wearing his suit.

“Dad, what are you doing in the dark?” Karen wondered.

“Just sittin’. Thinkin’. What are you doing out of bed at 2 o’ clock at night?”

Karen walked to the kitchen, switched on a light and opened up the fridge. “I got hungry.” Her dad could see her nice perky ass sticking out when she bended over. Karen only wore a t-shirt and some panties since she hadn’t expected to meet anyone at this time of night. “What are you thinking about? Mum?” she wanted to know. She got the cheese out of the fridge and cut off a piece. She walked over to her dad and sat down on the chair next to him.

“Yeah, I miss her, you know. Things weren’t going that well lately, but if you’re together for such a long time, it’s hard to be without each other…” he said while he took a big sip of his whiskey. Judging by the smell of his breath, Karen could tell that this wasn’t his first drink,.

“I know what you mean. I miss Robert too.”

“How long is he going to be gone?” her dad asked her, after he finished his glass. He got up and poured in another drink.

“About three weeks to go,” Karen answered.

“You want a drink?” her father asked her. Karen nodded. Her dad poured two drinks from the little cupboard that was filled with booze and returned with two glasses. Karen took a big sip while her dad sat down in his chair. He loosened up his tie.

They sat there in silence for a while, enjoying their drinks. Then her dad looked at her, her fine young body and asked if she had enjoyed the show the other day. Karen played stupid for a while, but her dad didn’t want to hear any of it. “That was you, watching through the window, wasn’t it?” he wanted to know. Karen nodded ashamed. Her dad smiled. “Don’t worry about it angel. And if you want to know, it has been going on for quite a while.”

Karen took another sip of her drink. “Dad… you don’t have to tell me.”

“No,” he replied. “I don’t mind. I don’t have any secrets for my daughter. It was just a blowjob, that’s all. You see, your mum and I, well, let’s just say she hasn’t giving it to me in a long time. In fact, the only time she did touch me lately, was when she gave me a backrub.”

“Your back still hurting you that much?” Karen asked trying to change the subject. Talking with her dad about his cock getting blown made her feel a bit uncomfortable. She was afraid that her pussy would get so wet that he could tell.

“Yeah, ‘fraid so. Say, would you be a doll and give me one tomorrow? Normally Anne gives me one when she’s working here, but, since she got that party tomorrow she won’t be in.”

Karen nodded. “Sure dad. Just call me when you get home.”

Her dad stood up and left his glass in the kitchen sink. “Thanks, babe. I am off to bed.”

Before he could reach the door, Karen giggled “Yes, I enjoyed the show dad. It was… quite something.” Her dad looked at her. “Please, let’s keep this between us. Don’t tell your mother, okay?”

Karen winked at him. He just smiled and went upstairs. Karen remained in the room.

Two minutes later, her brother Peter came in the door. “Jees, you’re still up?”

Karen said yes and went to the fridge. “You want something, Pete?” she asked while she was standing at the opened fridge door. In the kitchen there stood a large counter across from the fridge, leaving just enough room for two people to pass. Her brother walked towards her and grabbed her above her ass with both hands. His ass against the counter. “I’d like a piece of that nice slit you’ve got hiding there little sister.” Peter pressed his crotch into her ass. Karen liked the feeling – a lot.

“Pete, don’t. Dad just went up to bed and…” Karen said hesitantly. Peter pulled her panties down, he watched the nice crack of her ass, dividing her globes of flesh.

“So he won’t come down for a while. At least not until the morning, my darling sister,” Peter said with horniness in his voice. Both his hands moved over her ass cheeks, his right hand slipping over the underside of her ass, reaching her outer lips. She was already wet, and anticipating his every move. His fingers touched her wet slit and he slipped in two fingers. Karen’s resistance, if there ever was any, disappeared with that first dip into her pussy. “Hmmmm….” she said.

Peter zipped open his fly, his cock sprung free. Without hesitation he pressed his cock under her buttocks and entered his sister’s cunt. He loved the feeling of her velvety lips parting for his 7-inch member and he loved the heat that spread from her cunt. Pete got hold of her ass again and started to pound in and out of his sister. Karen had to hold on to the fridge not to fall down. The fridge shook from their movements. Karen let out a low grunt, when Peter slipped out his cock, only to re-enter even harder into her moist slit. “L-let’s move to the couch…” Karen said softly. Peter pulled out and Karen took a minute to recover. She let her panties slip to the floor and stepped out of them. She saw Peter sitting on the couch, he pulled down his pants, his cock standing proudly in his lap.

“Come here Karen, straddle yourself on my dick,” Pete demanded. And so she did. She walked over, and put his lovely prick into her slit. His thick cock parting her swollen inner lips, stretching her cunt. “Yeah, that’s what I am talking about!” Peter said.

Karen loved the feeling of her brothers dick fucking her in the middle of the living room, the chance of getting caught made it that more exciting. Peter held her ass and practically moved her up and down his shaft himself. Karen moaned, wanting this to never stop. She kissed Peter passionately, while her fingers caressed his chest under his shirt. She pinched his nipples for fun. Peter stopped his pounding, just enjoying his cock in her heavenly wet hole. Her pussy squeezed his dick tightly. And Peter almost came that instant. “Wow Karen, that feels great. Do it again.” And she did. She milked his prick while he was just holding her, feeling his balls getting ready to release his cum.

“You really have the tightest pussy ever….ouch, I am almost cumming.”

Karen kissed his mouth softly, her tongue flicking across his lips before probing his mouth gently, feeling his tongue slipping and sliding alongside hers. Their bodies moved rhythmically – together as one – making a loud slapping noise.

“I’m going to shoot my load!” Pete said. Karen moaned as her brother filled up her wet pussy.

“Hmmm, Pete. That felt wonderful…” Karen sighed. Then they heard someone coming down the stairs. Karen jumped off Peter, and sat down next to him. Since she couldn’t find her panties that fast, she sat down on her legs, trying to cover her pussy and pulling her t-shirt down far enough to cover her mound. Meanwhile Peter pulled up his pants, almost getting his dick caught by the zipper.

Their dad walked in the room. He was dressed in just his robe. “Dad, what are you doing..?” Karen asked a bit frightened. Her dad seemed a bit sleepy. “I am just getting another drink, honey. And I forgot my glasses… oh there they are.” He walked towards the kitchen.

“Hi dad.” Peter said.

“Hi Pete. I thought you were working the nightshift tonight…”

While her dad and Pete talked some chitchat, Karen felt Peter’s cum dripping from her cunt onto her legs. She pulled her t-shirt down a bit more, but then discovered there was forming a wet spot of Peter’s cum in her t-shirt. She suddenly realized her panties still lay on the floor in front of the fridge, and she felt the cold sweat drip down her neck, down her spine, down her buttocks. Her dad walked by to get another drink from the cabinet and while he poured it, Karen glanced over to Peter. He was smiling at her trying not to show how scared he was. He saw that some of his jism was leaking onto Karen’s leg.

“Well kids, I am off to bed” and then their dad left the room.

“Wow, that was a close call,” Peter said. Karen leaned to Peter, feeling relieved. Then she remembered her panties and she jumped up from the couch and ran to the fridge.

“Oh shit…!” she said.

“What is it?” Pete wanted to know.

“My panties. They were in front of the fridge, now they’re gone.”

“Maybe they slipped under the counter,” Pete went to check. Couldn’t find him. They watched each other, feeling a bit uncomfortable.

“You don’t think…” Pete started.

“Dad took them, you mean?” Karen ended his sentence.
To be concluded….

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Brad and Ann have worked together for years. They have gone on business trips together, but never to Austin, When Brad tries to slip away for his usual afternoon dip at Hippie Hollow, Ann is determined she is coming along. Their very professional relationship turns into something else. Join in the fun as they work out their midlife crises in a week of sexual abandon.

Business Trip Chapter 2

Copyright © 2024 by W. Richard St. James

This book is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental

“WHERE SHOULD WE go for dinner?”

“I don’t know. Can I turn down the air conditioning?” Ann had turned it to max when they got in the car but now he was starting to shiver. “I usually just go down the restaurant in the hotel and get some spare ribs. It’s one of those meals better eaten by yourself. You know? Messy.”

“Oh.” Ann was cold too but the stupid dress was still sticky, clinging to her. Brad had brought along his jogging shorts and a tee shirt to ride home in. Of course. He did this all the time. He had it down to a routine.

“There’s a Cajun place next to the hotel. We could walk over. That way I can have a beer or two.”

Or three, or four. Brad was drinking too much. At least they were too late for the happy hour at the hotel. Hopefully.

“You have to be able to walk back. Remember that time you got the triple just before we walked over to the Mexican place? Staggered is more like it.”

“Okay, okay. Two beers. Mother.” On that note they pulled into the hotel parking lot. “I need to change first. Rinse off. Call my wife.”

“Me too. Call my mother.”

“What are you going to tell her?”

“What are you going to tell your wife? Leave your door open. I’ll come over when I’m ready.”

What was she talking about? He wasn’t going to leave his hotel door propped open while he showered. But when they got upstairs, she was going into the room next to him. With one of those inside doors between them.

“I thought you were down the hall.”

“It was too noisy. Too near the elevator.”

Oh. How convenient. Okay, he unlocked the side door and used his calling card to call home.

“Hi.” It was Jane. “How are you? Did you go to the lake?”

“Yep.”

“What about poor Ann? You just left her stranded?”

Brad took a deep breath. “She came along.”

“Oh.” A long pause, a very long pause. “We went to the lake too. Brad, something happened at the lake. Something terrible.”

“The kids?” He had a sudden bout of terror.

“They’re fine. I don’t know how to tell you this.” Another pause. “The kids had taken the sailboat out. They were way down at the end of the lake and the wind had stopped. I was sitting on the dock talking to Mary but after a while we both had to pee. So we went up to the bathhouse. And then.”

A pause, muffled tears. “And then?”

She was whispering now, so softly it was hard to understand her. “So Mary said let’s go back to my cabin. We can keep an eye on the lake from there. I thought we would just sit outside but we went in. She took off her bathing suit, but I didn’t think anything of it. I thought she was just going to change. But then.” Another pause. “Then she kissed me. French kissed me. It took me totally by surprise. I had never been kissed that way by a woman. And then she pulled down my top and kissed my breasts. And then she pulled down my bottom.”

Brad couldn’t believe how hard he was, listening to his wife’s story. “And?”

“You know what it’s like when we watch those movies? It was like that. The first touch of her tongue and I started coming. I could have pulled her head away but I didn’t. Not for a while. And then.”

“Then what?”

“I pulled her to her feet and knelt down and kissed her in return. Now I know why you like doing it. Brad, I’m so sorry. I know I broke the rules.”

“No you didn’t. If you have a cock in your pussy, that’s breaking the rules.”

“So you’re not mad at me? I guess I won’t be mad at you for taking Ann to the lake. You were like, both naked?”

“Yep.” And I jerked off while I watched her getting her pussy licked.

“Oh well. Just don’t fuck her. Promise me that.”

“I promise. Look, Ann is like a sister to me. A daughter. She just wanted to go sunbathing.”

“In the nude? That doesn’t sound like Ann.”

“Turns out she goes to Sandy Hook all the time.”

“Really? I didn’t like it at all the one time we were there. It was like, cliquey. Like we were outsiders.”

“What can I tell you. She’s a Jersey girl.” Speaking of which, the Jersey girl had come in through the side door, dressed in a little halter top and a tiny jeans skirt. Was she wearing anything under either of them? “Got to go. Ann’s ready for dinner and I haven’t changed yet.”

“Love you. Thanks for understanding. It won’t happen again.”

“Love you.” He hung up the phone. “You look like you’re dressed for success.” At least she was wearing sandals, not heels, the toes open to reveal perfectly painted nails.

“I’m dressed for the climate.” Somehow Ann managed to be prim in that little fuck me outfit.

“Like All The King’s Men?” That was enough to make her blush. She’d read that book too. Legs open to catch the hood vent and no panties because of the climate. Something like that. A phrase that stuck with you. Something she’d been thinking about on the drive over to the lake. Maybe he had too. Like a sister. Like a fucking, no make that non fucking daughter. She’d heard that through the door and slipped off the panties and kicked them over onto the bed. Well, close to it. Now she was tempted to go back and retrieve them.

“Sorry, I still need to rinse off.” Brad stripped off the tee shirt and jogging shorts and tossed them over onto the air conditioner vent. No need for modesty at this point. She could hear the toilet flushing, the shower hissing for a couple minutes. He came back still wet, standing near the AC to air dry a bit as he dabbed at himself with a towel, which he left on the arm chair. He gave her another good view up his butt as he rummaged in a suitcase. “This okay?” He pulled out a knit shirt with a collar, one he’d worn many times. White briefs, a pair of those little deck shorts he seemed to care for, white running socks, and the slip on sneakers.

“Why don’t you wear sandals?”

“Don’t like them. Where’d my wallet go? Room key. Okay. You got your purse?”

“No. Hang on.” She went back into her room. There it was, lying on the bed, right above the panties. She gave a little sigh and left them sitting on the rug. As soon as she’d put them on they’d been itchy. Maybe not enough sunscreen in that area. Or too much of Stephie’s tongue.

“You find it?” He had poked his head into her room. God, had he seen the panties? Well, what the fuck did it matter? After this afternoon.

Even though the Cajun restaurant was right next to the hotel, there was a fence so you had to go out to the sidewalk. And on the sidewalk there was a little store, not much more than a concrete shack, with lurid neon lights in curtained windows.

“Adult Store?” Ann was trying to peer through a crack in the curtains.

“Yep. They rent movies.” Brad didn’t have to explain what kind of movie. “And they sell used ones really cheap. There’s a player with the TV in the hotel.”

“Yeah I noticed that. They have tapes down in the lobby.”

“Not this kind.”

“So you buy these tapes and bring yourself off and throw them out before you go home?”

“No, I take them with. Jane likes to watch them. More fun with a friend.”

“I can imagine. Well, I guess you already got your show for today. Adult toys?” She was looking at the lights in the other window. “What kind of toys?”

“Never looked.”

“Oh.” Ann started to open the door.

“You want to take stuff with you into the restaurant? We can stop on the way back.”

It was just as well they were on foot, because the lot around the restaurant was jammed, with a line of cars waiting for the valet parking. “Never saw them this busy. Maybe we should eat in the hotel after all.”

The door opened. There was loud music, laughter. “Let’s take a look at least.” Ann didn’t wait for Brad to act like a gentleman. She opened the door herself and went inside, letting him trail after her. The hostess was giving her a disapproving eye. Slut. She thinks I’m a slut. Maybe even a professional.

“Table for two?”

“It’ll be at least an hour, honey. Unless y’all want to sit at the bar.”

“We can get dinner there?”

“Y’all can get anything you want. Might be a little noisy though. Right next to the dance floor.”

“That’s fine. I’d like to do some dancing. What about you Brad?” He shook his head.

“Honey, don’t you worry. I’m sure you’ll find someone to dance with.” The hostess took two menus and led them off in the direction of the music. The bar had high stools, and there were tables right next to it. Tables that gave a perfect upskirt view. Oh well. She could feel eyes on her as she tried to get onto the stool with some dignity. Turn it into the bar then. But the stupid bar had a mirror finish on the front of it. And the skirt had stuck on the vinyl seat of the stool on the way up, slipping halfway up her butt. Oh well. She’d have to keep her legs crossed. Or not. Maybe she should give them a little show.

“You’re having dinner?” That was the bartender. “Drinks while you’re looking at the dinner menu?” He slid a drink menu Brad’s way.

“I’ll have a Lone Star.”

“In the bottle?”

“Sure.”

“What about you, honey?”

“I’ll have a Zombie Revenge.” Not her usual white wine.

“Sure thing, honey.” The bartender handed Brad his beer, then fussed for a moment and produced a huge glass filled with green fluid.

“Ooh, this is really good. Want a sip?” She offered the straw to Brad. It was cold, sweet, and very potent. Enough in that glass to pickle a girl Ann’s size. But she was slurping away, already down to the crushed ice. “I am so thirsty.”

“Maybe you should get some water?” He didn’t want to be carrying her back to the hotel.

“Bullshit.”

“Ready to order?” The bartender was back. Well, he’d been right there all the time, but busy with other customers.

“I’ll have the ribs. And another beer.” That provoked a glance, maybe a glare from Ann. Okay, he’d eat them in a refined manner. At least, he would try not to splatter her.

“I’ll have the shrimp salad. And another one of these.” She held up her empty glass.

“Sure thing, honey.” The bartender came right away with the drinks, a moment later with the salad. “The ribs are going to be another couple minutes.”

“Do you mind if I eat? I am so hungry.”

“Go ahead. So what did you tell your mother?”

“That we went for a nice swim.”

“That’s it?”

“Yep. Mostly we were talking about this wedding we’re doing Saturday. One of my cousins. I’m a bridesmaid. It’s up in Boston so we are having this kerfuffle whether Evan is coming with, where he’s sleeping if he does come. Oh, and my dress came, finally, and my mother was in a twit about how was she supposed to know if it fit or not. Oh, and now they want us up there by eleven even though the wedding isn’t until four. Something about a brunch and getting our hair done and practicing the dance. Shit if I’d known that I would have flown back to Boston and met them there.”

“Dance?”

“Yeah this cousin is a dancer. So is her boyfriend. Most of the bridesmaids too. There was something about us being dressed as nymphs and we’re going to do some sort of dance thing throwing flower petals as they come down the aisle. So now I get to tell poor Evan he has to drag his butt up there by eleven. If he even wants to do it. I was supposed to call him but I didn’t. Maybe after dinner. How about you? How did your call home go?” She’d overheard enough to get the gist of it, but she wanted to know what he was going to say about it. “Did you tell her about our afternoon at the lake?”

“Some of it. Not about you and Stephie. And she told me she’d been doing the same thing at our lake.”

“What?” That was enough to make Ann stop chewing. So that was what the whole thing about cock in the pussy was about? “She told you that?”

“Yep. Apparently the kids were out in our little Sunfish. It’s a great way to get them in sight but out of earshot, you know? But they got down to the other end of the lake and the wind died so who knew when they were getting back. So she was talking to one of our friends and they wound up in the lady’s cabin and the lady more or less raped her. Not that she resisted. Not that she didn’t do the same thing in return. She was very embarrassed about it. Well I wasn’t in much of a position to get angry with her. Same the other way around. So we just sort of shrugged it off.”

“Think she’s going to do it again?”

“She said no, but I sort of gave her permission.”

“Oh.” And changed the rules for yourself? “What did she say to that?” No answer. Well, she knew damn well how that part of the discussion had gone. No, he wasn’t going to do anything with Ann. Like his sister, his daughter. She reached the ice a second time and waved her glass for more.

“Well you know,” she said in a voice that was becoming a little slurred, “Stephie is not my first by any means. I’ve had girlfriends since I was in college.” I must be really drunk if I’m telling him this. I should shut up. But she went on. “If you wanted to be a cheerleader there was a sorority that you belonged to, and it had things you had to do for hazing. That’s how I got started.” She paused again. “Can I ask you a very personal question?”

“You can ask. Doesn’t mean I’ll answer.”

“You’ve been married how long?”

“Almost twenty years.”

“How often do you have sex? With your wife?”

“Every night we’re together. More than that if we have a chance, which isn’t so often with kids in the house.”

“Oh.” She picked up a napkin, dabbing away tears. “With Evan it was never that often, even when we were in college and could do it whenever we wanted to. Now that we’re both working it’s down to once a week. If I’m lucky. And we’re not even married yet.”

“Maybe if you were together every night, sleeping in the same bed …”

“Maybe.”

“Ann, you could have any man you want.”

Except you. Bastard. Why was she even trying? She realized with a shock this was the first time she had admitted to herself that was what she was doing. They sat in glum silence as she finished her salad and Brad’s ribs arrived.

“Excuse me, buddy.” One of the guys who had been at the table next to them had come up to Brad. A black man, but obviously middle, even upper class. “Would it be okay if I invited your lovely lady for a dance?”

“She’s not my lady. At least not that way. We’re here on a business trip.”

“Well, I sort of figured that, but I just wanted to make sure. Didn’t want to make trouble. What about you, honey? You up for some dancin’?”

“Are a you good dancer?” She realized blushing what a stupid question that was.

“Oh, I’m good at a lot of things, honey. But dancin’ is in my blood.”

Ann looked him over. Not a young guy, not that good looking, but confident, very confident. Someone famous, she was sure of it, someone who could have any lady he wanted. And he wanted her. That was obvious. “Let’s do it then.” She slipped off the sandals and got off the bar stool, giving him a little flash in the process. When she got out into the dance floor she was out of control, using her cheerleader moves, then things that she had seen a pole dancer do in a movie. There might be younger ladies on the floor, maybe even prettier ones, but none could dance the way that she could. Then, right in the middle of a song, she stopped.

“What’s the matter, honey?”

“Got to pee! Where the fuck are the bathrooms?”

“That way.”

She went sprinting the direction he had pointed. No line, thank God, and an open stall, thank God, no panties to worry about. She barely got poised over the bowl before she lost control completely. A gush, and it was over.

She went back into the hall and the guy was out there, waiting for her. “You okay, honey?”

“Okay now. Sorry about that.”

“That’s okay. I was gettin’ tired of dancin’.” He took her arm and led her, not back to the dance floor, but the other direction down the hall. At the end, a door with a sign that said Private. No, it said Privacy. He tested the knob and it turned. But there was a couple inside. “We interruptin’?”

“Nope.”

“Figured as much. You see, honey, they got tired of the bathroom stalls being tied up with people fuckin’. So they opened up these rooms.” It was just a big closet, no rug, no furniture except a couple little stools. But the walls, floor and ceiling were covered with mirrors. He turned her away from him and pushed her against a mirrored wall. “Now honey, let’s find out what you’ve got under that little skirt.”

“The usual stuff.” She felt his fingers probing one hole, then the other. God, she was wet. She could feel her arousal dripping down her thighs.

“Well, I don’t take that for granted. One time I brought this really hot chick back here, and she turned out to be a tranny.”

“What did you do?”

A little chortle. “I fucked her, and she, he, whatever fucked me. Turned out to be quite a night.”

“You liked it?”

“Yeah I liked it”

“You ever do it again, with a guy?”

“Not with a guy, but I got my little lady a big strap-on dildo.”

“You’re married?”

“Sure thing honey. I’m here on business too.” He was rubbing in between her legs now with something bigger than a finger. A lot bigger. Like one of those enormous cocks in the porn flicks. “How about you?”

“Engaged.” She reached back a hand to flash her ring. “Can I ask you a favor? Don’t fuck my pussy?” Where had that come from? Brad’s comment about what was cheating? Okay, she’d give him a nice blow job and they’d be done with it. If she could even get her mouth around that thing. No deep throat for sure. Deep-throating a larger and larger dildo had been part of her sorority initiation, but none of them had been near this size.

“Why sure honey, we’ll do it like the tranny then.”

“Oh my God!” Was that what Brad had meant? Had he left that loophole? The asshole loophole? It had never occurred to her that Brad could be devious, was even capable of deceit. That made him really, really scary.

She was dripping so much that the rubbing had lubed him up. He slipped right in, big as he was. “Oh my God!” Did it really feel that good, or was it just the thought of it, the eyes of the other couple on them, staring at them, the sight as she looked down at the mirrored floor of her pussy wide open as his finger explored it, and behind that his flesh merging into hers?

“You’ve done this before, honey.” It was more of a statement than a question.

“Never with something that big. Not for a long time. I was a cheerleader in high school and when I got to college I wanted to be one there. Really wanted to be one.”

“You sure got the moves for it, honey.”

“Yeah, but all the cheerleaders had to belong to this one sorority, and they had hazing. Really gross hazing. The older sisters would put on dildos and you had to do deep throat and anal. We were supposed to practice first on our own and if we couldn’t get it all the way up our butt or down our throat we were out. Then the next round there would be a sister at each end. Then they’d switch. With people watching, people cheering. They called it slut training.”

“Ah, my slutty little cheerleader.” The idea seemed to turn him on.

“It gets worse. After that I was one of the sisters. I was doing the same thing to the pledges. And I liked it. If the thing came out covered in shit I couldn’t wait to ram it down their throats.”

“Oh, nasty girl. Ever do it to your boyfriend?”

“No.”

“Well honey, maybe that’s what he’s lookin’ for. Just sayin’. Maybe he’d come ‘round more often.”

“You were eavesdropping.” He hadn’t just been staring at the reflection of her pussy. He’d been listening in on their conversation.

“Honey, I’m a student of human nature. I could tell that you were a damsel in distress.” With that he stopped talking and started to fuck her even harder, pushing in with most of his considerable weight. It was all she could do to keep her nose from slamming into the mirror.

Quiet, she needed to be quiet, but he started to rub her clit and she burst into little muffled moans, coming and coming, her flesh in spasm, milking him. Finally, he pulled out and she could see his cream slithering out of her bottom. Along with something darker. Rubber, he should have used a rubber. What if she had picked up something nasty? Well, too late now.

“Want a taste, for old time’s sake?”

“No thanks.”

There was a sink on one wall, with some paper towels. He rinsed his prick off, wet one of the towels and handed it to her. “Good?”

“Very good. I really, really needed that.”

“Figured as much. Name’s Sam.”

“Ann.”

“Here’s my card, in case you need somethin’. I’ll be here the rest of the week.”

“At the hotel?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“You like to swim?”

“Honey, I’m good at a few things but swimmin’ ain’t one of them. Reckon we should get back before your business only buddy gets into a fidget. You know, I can’t believe he’s not hittin’ on you.”

“We travel together all the time. I used to work for him. I’m like a sister. A daughter.” Even after all this she was crying as she said it.

“Well, there’s such a thing as incest, you know. Just sayin’.”

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This is short, and is a crucial setting twist for the finale of the story.

On the bed was a pair of leopard skin pattern speedo briefs so thin
they looked like they’d blow away with a puff of air. She knelt before
him and held them open as though for him to step in, saying, “Take your
pants off. Let’s try them on. Wear them for me, and I’ll clean you with
my tongue afterward.”

John grabbed the briefs and tossed them to his dresser, saying, “I’ll
try them on later.”

Judy frowned and stood. John said, “You look a bit tired. Why don’t you
lie down on my bed.”

This brought a smile to her face. She reclined on her back in the
center of the bed after kicking off her heels. She stretched her arms
overhead and ran her fingers along the notches. John sat at her hip,
facing her head, and trailed his fingers up the inside of her left leg
while his other hand toyed with her compressed tits, now arching
skyward. As he rubbed her tits, she said, “So, is number twenty-five
reserved for anyone special?”

“Yes.”

“Anyone I know?”

His finger stroked through her moist slit as he said, “Oh, yes. You
know her intimately.”

“Does she have any hair on her vagina?”

John peered between her legs after he forced her legs wide. He examined
every inch with a rude finger then said, “Nope, her cunt’s as bald as a
baby’s ass.”

This time, she laughed, then raised her head to watch him toying with
her clit. She said, “John, you’re impossible. I’d much prefer you
called it a vagina. There’s times when street talk is appropriate, but
not during foreplay. Actually, nasty talk turns me on when I’m nearing
my climax, but never during foreplay.”

He slipped a finger inside and began a crude finger fucking motion
saying, “Is that what this is called? I thought it was finger banging.
Your cunt sure recovered fast. I thought Bonnie ruined you.”

Joy struggled up on one elbow and stopped the assault with a firm hand,
saying, “John, stop being crude and grabby. I find this behavior very
upsetting. Touch me gently, softly, and whisper sweet nothings in my
ear. I respond to that. I turn off to being finger banged. Forget what
happened down there. I don’t want to be reminded. As for my vagina
recovering [she smiled] I work on that with vaginal exercises. I think
you’ll find me nice and tight when I squeeze your penis while it’s
inside me. Touch me gently and you’ll find out.”

“Other girls aren’t this much trouble.”

Hurt and angry, she said, “If you want other girls, what are you doing
with me?”

“I want you, too, Mom. I want you to be number twenty-five.”

Judy sat up and took John by the shoulders, looking deep in his eyes.
She said, “Let’s start over. I think this mother son thing is getting
in our way. You know, I think I’d like to call you Robert. Why don’t
you call me Ann.”

“I’d rather call you whore.”

Through a pained face, she said, “WHAT?”

“Yeah, I always dreamed of having a whore for a mother. I fantasize a
lot about you being a whore that’s always out fucking guys. You’re
always horny and acting slutty, and you like when I call you a whore.”

Judy pushed John away, then got up off the bed, saying, “I was such a
fool to think you were any different than any other man. I thought you
cared about me as a woman, but to you, I’m just another slut for your
headboard. Well, I have news for you, mister; I am not a whore, and you
can start looking for another number twenty-five.”

At the door, she paused to say, “I’m not blaming you. I’m mad at
myself. You were just being you; I was just being an old fool. I won’t
hold any of this against you. Let’s just try to get along, okay?”

“Sure, but I’ll keep twenty-five open for a couple of weeks, just in
case you change your mind.”

“Suit yourself, but I seriously doubt that.”

Judy went to the top of the stairs and called Joy to her bedroom. Joy
entered and found Judy, face down in a pillow, sobbing, her cute little
shaved pussy peeking out from between her legs. Joy sat on the bed at
her hip and laid a hand comfortingly on the back of Judy’s right thigh.
She then began rubbing in circles. Judy turned her head on the pillow
to look at Joy, saying, “Joy, I’m such a fool. You were so right. You
were right about everything.”

“I know, I know. At least it didn’t take you long to find out.”

Joy’s massaging hand made bigger circles and were soon riding up on
Judy’s bare ass cheek. Judy ignored this intimate massage and said,
“Yes, but not before I made a complete ass of myself in front of
everyone. I know why you did what you did. You were trying to bring me
to my senses, weren’t you?”

Joy’s hand crossed over, brushing over wet pussy lips on their way to
the left cheek and thigh, saying, “True, but I still had a ball doing
it. You did make an ass of yourself, but thanks to me, the girls were
prepared. You didn’t shock them. They were quite amused. You look good
eating pussy.”

Again, Joy’s hand crossed over, only this time each finger made firm
contact and got wet in the passing. Judy felt the cool trail drying on
the far cheek as the fingers continued to wipe themselves dry on fresh
skin. It felt good. She said, “Yeah, I’ll bet they were amused.
Actually, I want to thank you for doing what I never could. They needed
that talk. I’m sure, if you covered dog sex, you covered everything.”

This time, Joy reached the crack of Judy’s ass and turned her fingers
down, then massaged between Judy’s legs, saying, “Yeah, I covered the
shit out of dog sex. They had a million questions. I was very thorough,
so you needn’t hide in shame. You’re still the mom and the bread
winner. They still respect you, and love you, even though you never
fucked a dog.”

“They really admire you for that, don’t they?”

“Yes, they do.”

“I’ve been a good girl, and they think I’m sick.”

“They just think you’re very hard-up and horny, that’s all.”

Joy’s massage was more a masturbation from the rear as her fingers
slightly delved inside the hole and rubbed the clit on each pass. Judy
signaled her acceptance of this obscene service by moving her legs
apart. Joy signaled her understanding by sending her two middle fingers
deep in the hole as Judy said, “Tell me about the dogs. I know I always
shut you off, but now I’m curious. You said you showed the girls
pictures. I didn’t know you had pictures.”

“Five albums full in my room. Did you think that one you saw was the
first?”

“No, but I thought Jack would have any others.”

“He has albums too. That one he took and mailed was the worst one. It
didn’t even show the dog’s dick in me. He needed something current. We
hadn’t taken any pictures in years. We had plenty.”

“What’s it like, really, to live the way you did. Those first years
with Jack must have been pure hell.”

“Those were the best years. I was on a sexual high for the first three
years. Everything was new and exciting. After a while, that shit gets
old. It never got boring, but it did get old.”

“You once told me he made you wear a dog collar everywhere.”

“Yes, for the first three years. Remember, it had the inscription,
‘Bitch Whore’ engraved on a brass plate. Wear something like that to
the Piggly Wiggly and see if your cunt doesn’t wake up.”

“I can’t even imagine how you got away with that. Didn’t you get
arrested every time you left the house?”

“Not once. I was cited a dozen times for public indecency, but never
arrested, and never for wearing the collar – for wearing only the
collar – public indecency. Those are like speeding tickets and they
usually come with a fuck from the cop.”

“That’s unreal. You wore a dog collar everywhere?”

“Sometimes, I’d wear a turtle neck sweater or a scarf. It all depended
on where I was going and what I was doing. I got used to it in time,
and the last year, I hardly ever hid it. Why, are you thinking of
getting one? I still have mine.”

Judy laughed. “That would be a trip, me wearing a dog collar.”

“Yeah, that’s right, you have a job. They probably wouldn’t like that
around the office.”

“You don’t know Gary Edwards. He’d love it. In his business, that would
be a plus. He wheels and deals with some of the sickest, skuzziest
perverts around; besides, we don’t deal with the general public. The
office I work in is private. No, if I ever showed up wearing a dog
collar that said ‘Bitch Whore’ on it, I’d be screwed royally. It would
be open season on pretty Judy McDuff. My lesbian front wouldn’t stop
him if he saw me wearing that.”

“It’s a front? You sure fooled us.”

Judy laughed and said, “I got carried away, didn’t I?”

“Just a little bit, but I didn’t mind.”

“I recall.”

A pregnant pause followed, then Judy said, “He wants to treat me like a
whore, Joy. John does. He wants to call me a whore. He expects me to
smile when he calls me a whore.”

“Look at the surprise on my face.”

“I can’t believe what I made you do to your beautiful hair. God, I am
so sorry.”

“Hair grows back.”

“Joy, when you’re finished playing with my pussy, and I do want you to
finish, I want you to go get that credit card from my purse along with
any cash you find. There should be over a hundred. Don’t ever give that
card back to me. As long as you’re here, and you can stay as long as
you want, I’ll clear that five-hundred dollar line of credit each
month. I won’t ever threaten you with having to leave. I don’t care
what you do. You have my word.”

“Judy, I love you. You just lifted the world from my shoulders.”

“You deserve a better sister than me. I’m scum. I’m a slut. You are
too, but you have the courage to live your life with your head held
high. I’m a chicken-shit slut with my head in the sand.”

“You can always pull your head from the sand. John will still be after
you. You still need to protect the girls; although, to tell you the
truth, they don’t want protecting. They are both wannabe sluts.”

“Yeah, I got that impression while I was fondling John’s cock. They
were eager to see me pull it free of his shorts. I suppose I need to
put those girls on the pill. I don’t expect you to protect them. If I
came home and found you holding Bonnie’s legs apart for John, I would
not be at all surprised or upset.”

“That’s good to know. And if John’s fucking me?”

“I’ll hold your legs apart. Have at him. You two were made for each
other.”

“And what about you?”

“I guess I’ll take one day at a time and try to put Humpty Dumpty back
together again. I can’t go back to being plain old Mom, I know that.
I’m putting this slut on the pill first thing tomorrow. After holding
that boy’s cock, I know I’m in trouble if he catches me in the right
mood and approaches me the right way. Knowing you, he’ll get good
coaching.”

“Well, I’m happy to see you have the proper attitude. I would like to
see your notch on his headboard. It might interest you to know who
number one was. Remember we guessed that it was an adult, that whoever
started him off taught him the ropes of seduction. We were right, but
you’ll shit when you hear who it was.”

“If I’m going to shit, get your thumb out of my ass.”

“It was Mom, Judy. He screwed our mother, and he’s still screwing her
about once a week.”

Judy twisted half around, total shock registering on her aroused face
as she cried, “I don’t believe it! That can’t be true.”

“It is. I confronted her about it right after he told me. She broke
down and fessed up. You can call her if you want. I’m not lying. That’s
where he was tonight. Dad’s at a gun show. He took his little bimbette
there and they had a threesome. Mom put him up to asking you to lick
his dick clean. She told me to look for that to happen, then call her
back if it did.”

Judy’s head fell to the pillow. She got up on her knees to present Joy
a provocative target for her masturbatory massage, saying, “The bastard
tried to make her happy. You know damn well he dipped his dick in Mom’s
twat last.”

“He’s a pimp, ain’t he?”

“Oh, he’s a pimp all right. He’s a pimp like his dad. Mom has some nerve.
You know those notches started over two years ago, and she gave him
that headboard. I thought that was a strange gift to give a thirteen-
year-old boy for Christmas, but there it was. Now I remember when I
first told her he was carving notches in it. She said, ‘It’s his
headboard, he can carve on it if he wants.’ That sly bitch gave my son
a trophy headboard and taught him how to put the notches on it.”

“She is a stinker.”

“Jesus Christ. Oh, Joy, that feels so good! Keep doing that and I’ll
drench your fingers.”

Joy pulled her hand away and gave Judy a playful parting slap on the
ass, saying, “Sorry, kid, but I want to leave you horny and
frustrated.”

Judy collapsed, then rolled to her back, pleading, “Why, because I
ruined your hair?”

“No, I just want to. I’d like you to talk to John, and I want you horny
when you do.”

“Again, why?”

“He’ll try to fuck you, and I don’t think you’re in any condition to
resist.”

“You’re right, but I can’t risk it. I’m ovulating, Joy. That’s why I’m
acting so weird and so horny.”

“That wasn’t going to stop you a while ago.”

“This is super dumb, but I was in-love. I didn’t care. I was going to
let John decide. If he wanted to get me pregnant, I was willing. I’m
not willing now. No way do I want that shithead’s rug rat. He’d take me
down to the pool hall, barefoot in my ninth month, and show me off to
his buddies. I can see him patting my big belly saying, “Yeah, I
knocked up the bitch. I’m all man.”

“Yeah, I picture that too. That’s why I want you to take the risk.”

“I’ll talk to him, if that will please you. I owe you that much, but
don’t get your hopes up about me letting him screw me. I can’t let that
happen, and there’s no way I’d trust him to pull out. Not now, anyway.”

“I understand, but I think this will be an even match. I think it’s a
fifty-fifty shot, but I’m going to go talk with John first to give him
a few pointers. I think that will make it a seventy-five/twenty-five
chance that he’ll at least get to fuck you. Give me five minutes with
him, then you have to spend one hour with him, here, in your bedroom,
dressed just as you are. Oh, and me and the girls get to sit in chairs
and watch quietly. Do we have a deal?”

“I don’t want to get pregnant, Joy.”

“Then don’t let him stick his dick in your pussy.”

“If you talk to him the odds will be 100% in his favor.”

“You owe me, Judy. I didn’t want to fall back on the haircut, but look
at me. It’ll take me at least nine months to look decent again. We’ll
be in the same boat if you fuck up. The odds will still be fifty/fifty,
though.”

“How do you figure?”

“Look, if you get him to agree to pull out because you are ovulating,
I’d say the odds are even steven. He might; he might not. I honestly
think he’ll honor your request, or want to. I think a lot depends on
you at the time of ejaculation. If you remind him, he’ll probably pull
out. If you get caught up in the throes of passion and forget, you’re
fucked. Again, I think those odds are fifty/fifty, too. Anyway you look
at it, you have a fifty/fifty chance of ending up pregnant if you meet
with him for one hour.”

“I don’t know, Joy.”

“Let’s sweeten the pot. We both know he’s going to fuck you. If he cums
in you, you become his whore for one year. That means you fuck when he
wants, how he wants, and who he wants. You can deny him nothing. If he
wants to see you sucking pussy, you suck pussy. That means if he wants
you pregnant, and tonight fails, he can keep on trying. If he wants you
putting on doggie fuck and suck shows, you will. Conversely, if he
fucks you but no sperm winds up in your pussy, I’ll be his whore for a
year, and I’ll let him knock me up. To further sweeten the deal, if he
doesn’t fuck you, I’ll be your sex slave for as long as you want me.”

“All right, Joy. You’ve just given me the incentive to win. He’s not
fucking me. I want you, Joy. I would love to have you as a sex slave. I
don’t have to let him touch me, and he can’t know anything except that
if he fucks me, he gets a whore. That’s got to be part of the deal.”

“All right, he must ask permission to do anything sexual, including
touching.”

“Go get the girls. Go talk to him, then send him in.”

“That’s the spirit. This will be fun. You’ll see.”

“Oh yeah, loads of fun. Possibly nine fucking months worth of fun for
somebody.”

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6 young teens loosing their virginity to each other through a game of truth or dare

6 virgins play Truth or Dare

This story is pure fiction it is just something that kind of came to me in a dream. It is about young teen friends discovering sex together, including incest and lesbian sex, and I may get a little carried away at times.

Hi my name is Kimberly, but everybody calls me Kim. I’m 13 years old, 5’4″ tall and weigh 108lbs. I have Blonde hair and blue eyes. My breasts are the size of large oranges and are very firm with pointy pink nipples. My pussy is shaved, (it’s a thing with my friends as to whom has the cleanest pussy.) My legs are firm from playing soccer and volleyball, as is my ass.
I want to tell you what happened last weekend when my two best friends. {Suzi. (Same height and build as me, blonde hair blue eyes, but she just turned 14) and Melissa who is 13, brown hair brown eyes, and is only 5’2″, about 103lbs and has small firm breasts.} who were here for a sleep over.

We were hanging out in my room, talking about school, boys, and sex, when my mom came in and said that her younger sister had been in a bad car accident and that she and dad were going to the hospital where she was. The hospital was across the state, and they would most likely be gone over night. I said. “O bummer mom is aunt Karen going to be ok.”
My mom told me she didn’t know but she would call us when she found out. Then she told us to behave ourselves, and keep my twin brother Kevin out of trouble.
I said “I will, don’t worry about us we’ll be all right.”

About an hour after my parents left, my brother Kevin knocked on my door. When I said. “Come in.” He stepped in and said. “Jason and Roger are here and we were about to play a game in the family room, they wanted to know if you girls would like to join us.” We all looked at each other, giggled and said ok.

When we got to the family room. Kevin asked us to sit in a circle, Indian style boy-girl, boy-girl facing in. When we were all seated Kevin said. “Were going to play Truth or Dare.”
“Oh goodie I love this game.” Suzi said. We all agreed to play.
Kevin said. “Ok here are the rules. Every one gets to ask a truth or dare of any one person. Then the person to their right in a counter clockwise rotation goes next. You have to do any dare you receive or answer any question truthfully or you are out and must leave the room, you may also ask multi-part questions or dares.” We all agreed.

Kevin says. “I’m first. Suzi, Truth or Dare.” she says “dare.” Then Kevin says. “I dare you to ask every one here to raise their hand if their a virgin.” Suzi blushes and says “Ok, every one who is a virgin, raise your hand.” I look around and see that everyone has their hand up. (We all are virgins).

Now it is my turn and I say to, Melissa “Truth or Dare.” and she chooses Dare. I say “I dare you to ask every one here, starting with yourself, to tell us if they masturbate, how often, do they do it, how long does it takes to cum, how many times do they cum. and do they fantasize about anyone when they masturbate, and if so, who is it.”
Melissa sighs and says. “Yes I masturbate one or two times a week, I usually cum in two or three minutes, the first time and usually two or three times, and I sometimes fantasize about being fucked by Jason,” which makes her turn bright red.
Then Jason says. “I masturbate three or four times a weak. It usually takes a few minutes to cum and I often have to cum two times, because my cock doesn’t go down after the first one. I usually uses pictures of naked women and stuff. Except on the days when Melissa wears sexy cloths then I fantasize about fucking her.”
We look at Melissa to see she is blushing again.
Then Suzi says. “I masturbate three to four times a weak also. It usually takes me three to four minutes to cum and I usually have one or two, and occasionally three orgasms. I sometimes fantasize about fucking Roger and Kevin.”
Kevin and Roger look at each other and Say “Hoo yaa.”
Then Kevin says. “I masturbate every day. It usually takes me five to seven minutes to cum and I usually have one or two orgasms if my cock stays hard. I fantasize about fucking Suzi, Melissa and sometimes even Kim.”
I Say “I masturbate two or three times a week. I usually take one to four minutes to cum depending on how horny I am, and which way I am masturbating. I usually like to have three or four orgasms. I don’t have anyone in particular that I fantasize about.”
Roger Says. “I masturbate two or three times a day. And it usually takes me two to four minutes to cum. I only cum once and I use pictures of naked girls and stuff like that.”

Now Jason asks Suzi T. or D. she picks dare. Kevin says. “I dare you to dare all of us to get totally naked. Get up turn around, remove all cloths and pile them in front of them. Then turn around and sit back down, Indian style.”
When Suzi says. “I dare every one to stand, turn around, take all clothing off, pile it some distance in front of you, then turn around and sit Indian style.” We all do as dared, removing every stitch of clothing, piling it some distance away, and then sitting back down with our legs crossed, Indian style. We all take a moment to look every one over.

Then Suzi ask Melissa T. or D. She said dare. Suzi Said “I dare you, to dare every one here, starting with you, to tell us if they have a crush on anyone, what kind of crush, and if their in the room they must dare that person to tell us if they have a crush on anyone.” Melissa nearly broke into tears, saying. “No you’ll ruin everything.” Kevin said “Sorry Melissa, you have to do it or leave, rules babe.”
Melissa wiped her tears and in a shaky voice said. “Ok I have a major crush on Jason.” Then looking at Jason she said, with the same shaky voice, “Ok Jason do you have a crush on anyone.”
Jason said. “Yes, I have a major crush on you Melissa.”
Melissa looked at Jason with disbelieve in her eyes and said “Really, me.” “Yes really.” He said.

Once the tears were dried and they got over the shock of finding out they had a crush on each other the game continued as Melissa said. I dare everyone here to tell us if you have a crush on anyone, what kind of crush, and if there here dare them to tell if they have a crush on anyone, starting with Suzi.”
Suzi swallowed hard and looked at my brother and said. “Ya, I have a major crush on Kevin, Who do you have a crush on Kev.?”
Kevin looked at Suzi and said. “Well I guess you could say I have a bit of a crush on you Suzi. I mean I have always liked you and even masturbated to your body.”
Suzi smiled at that then said. “Well that’s a relief, I wasn’t sure if you even liked me that much or not, now I know you do.” Then Roger said. “I don’t have a crush on anyone, but I do really like Kim. How about you Kim.”
I said. “I don’t have a crush on anyone either but I do like Roger and Jason.”

After that Roger asked Suzi T. or D. she said “Oh dare I guess.”
Roger said. “Ok I dare you to dare every one here, starting with your self, to tell, and show us, how you masturbate. From how you get your self started, to what you do to achieve orgasm, then show us your pussy and clit, or cock and balls.”
Suzi said “Oh shit… what the hell. Well when I’m not in the shower with my legs spread letting the shower hit my pussy. I’m usually in my room where I begin by caressing my breasts and pinching my nipples like this,” as she begins playing with her firm orange sized tits, and spreading her legs wide. “Then I begin caressing my way down my body.” She says as her hands move down her belly toward her legs. “Then I caress my legs, for a minute before moving to my pussy.” She says as she caresses her legs then begins caressing her pussy lips. She spreads her pussy lips wide showing us what’s inside. “Then I take these two fingers and rub circles over my clit like this until I cum.” She says as she holds her pussy lips open with one hand and rubs over her upper pussy with two fingers of her other hand.
Then she stops and pulling the skin near the top of her pussy up with those same two fingers, she shows us her bright pink, hard wet clit. “And here is what my clit looks like when I’m aroused.”
Then a minute later she removed her hands from her pussy and resumed her Indian style sitting position. And says “Starting with Roger. I dare all of you to tell, and show us, how you masturbate. From how you get your self started, to what you do to achieve orgasm, then show us your pussy and clit, or cock and balls.”

Roger says. “Well sometimes I stand in the shower and let the water hit my cock until I cum. When I’m in my room I set out pictures of naked girls, lesbians licking pussy or couples fucking. I pour some vegetable oil on my hand and stroke my cock like this until I cum.” He says as he takes his long hard cock in his hand and begins stroking It’s magnificent length with a long moderate stroke. Then he sits back and shows us his cock and ball sack.

Next Melissa says. “Well I do it in the shower the most because I cum the hardest and fastest that way. What I do is I let the water run over my nipples till they get hard. Then I spread my legs and take the shower head and hold it between my legs, and hit my pussy until I cum the hardest of all.
When I do it in my room I lay back on my bed like this and caress my tits and legs like this.” She says as she lays back and caress her tits with her left hand and caress her inner legs with her right. “Once my nipples are hard and my pussy is wet I spread my legs wide, spread my pussy lips like this and rim my opening with the first finger my other hand like this, until I can’t take it anymore.” She says as she spreads her legs and pussy wide showing us her moist inner opening and folds. Then she begins rimming her opening with her finger. Then she moves her pussy parting fingers way up her pussy exposing her hard red clit, she begins rubbing her exposed clit as she says. “Then when I’m so hot I can’t stand it I expose my clit and rub it until I have cum two or three times and can’t breath any more and have to stop.”
After a minute she removes her finger from her clit and slowly lets the flesh cover it as she sits back up and says. “Oh god that felt great.”

Then Jason said. “Well I only masturbate in the shower. I lather up my hand and stroke my cock like this until I cum.” He says as he grabs his thick hardening cock and begins stroking it fairly fast. “And some times when my cock doesn’t go down after the first cum, I stroke it fast and hard like this until I cum again.” He says as he begins stroking hard and fast. “My cock always goes down after the second orgasm.” He says.
Then he sits back and shows us his ball sack and his whole cock, before sitting back up.

Next it’s my turn and I say “Well some times I masturbate while I’m soaking in the tub. I let most of the water out, then let the faucet run warmish hot water. I lay on my back with my legs spread around the spout, and let the water run over my clit until I cum. When I masturbate in my room I lay on my old bean bag in front of my mirror so I can watch myself. I caress my legs with one hand and caress my tits like this.” I say as I lay back and spread my legs, and began caressing my tits with my left hand and my legs with my right hand. “Then when I get wet and hot. I move this hand up onto my pussy.” I say as I move my right hand up and spread my pussy wide open with two fingers so everyone can see it.
“Then I rub my clit like this while pinching my nipples until I cum, and then maybe cum again and again if needed to get off.” I say as I pinch my nipples and rub my fingers over my clit for a minute, bring me to the brink of orgasm. “And I cum just like this.” I grunt as I begin to convulse and shudder as I cum. While I was cumming I could hear them saying things like “Wow she’s cumming.” and “look at how wet her pussy gets when she cums.”
When my orgasm subsided I take the middle finger of both hands and pull the skin up off my clit to expose it, the sensation of this makes me arch my back involuntarily for a second. “And this is what my clit looks like just after I have cum. “I said.
After my pleasure has subsided most of the way, and I think they have had a good enough look at my pussy and clit. I remove my hand and resume sitting Indian style, saying. “See like I said One to four minutes for me to cum, depending on how horny I am, I must have been very horny huh?”
They all nodded or said yes.

Now it is Kevin’s turn and he says. “Well sometimes I masturbate in the shower too. I have a tube of K Y that I use to lube my cock and stroke it until I cum. Or in my room I lube my cock and stroke it like this until I cum, while looking at pictures of nude girls or couples fucking or girls eating each others pussy.” He says as he begins stroking his long thick cock.
I hadn’t noticed how gorgeous my twin brother’s cock really is. His stroking it is making me wet.
Kevin spreads his legs wide giving us a good look at his balls and cock before he resumes his Indian style sitting position.

Now I ask Kevin T. or D. He chooses dare. I said “I dare you to dare all of us, including yourself, to tell us if they are bisexual.” He says. “Sorry, but definitely not, girls only, but I dare the rest of you to tell us if you are bisexual.”
Suzi says. “I am definitely bisexual. These girl friends of mine are just as hot as the guys here.”
Jason says. “Absolutely not, guys don’t turn me on at all, and I wouldn’t touch another guys cock with a ten foot pole.”
I say. “Yes I think I am, I find Suzi and Melissa attractive and sexy.”
Roger says. “Definitely not, I love girls and only girls.”
Melissa says. “Well I’m a little bisexual, I am finding my self getting turned on looking at Suzi and Kim.”

Then Jason asked Me T. or D. Figuring more embracing questions, I say dare. Jason says “I dare you to lay on your back and let Suzi move over you in a sixty nine and lick each others pussy for one minute.
I look at Suzi and can tell by the look in her eyes she is willing so I say. “Oh what the fuck lets go girl.”
I laid back and spread my legs wide. Suzi moved over me with her pussy over my face, and her face over my pussy. When Jason said “begin.” I began tentatively licking Suzi’s pussy as she began licking mine. I soon realized her tongue felt better than anything else I had ever felt and it was fantastic, specially when she parted my pussy lips with her fingers and finding my clit, began to lick it.
I reached up and parted her pussy lips and soon found her clit and was able to lick it a few times before Jason said. “Times up, stop, Suzi back over there and both of you sit.”
Suzi slowly got up and moved back over to her place and sat down as I sat back up, reeling in what she had just done to me and how incredible it had felt.

Suzi asks Roger T. or D. He chose truth. She asked him to tell us if he had ever licked a pussy. Roger said. ” No, I have only seen them in magazines.”

Roger then asks Melissa T. or D. she picks truth. He asks her to tell us if she has ever sucked a cock. She says, “No I haven’t even seen a cock before tonight.”

Melissa asked me. T or D. I chose dare. Melissa said. “Kim I dare you to move over Roger as he lays back, and suck his cock for one minute.”
I look at Melissa and say. Oh babe, I’ve never sucked a cock before, I have no idea how.” Roger says. “Oh its easy, you just lick and suck on it like a frozen pop-cycle, just no teeth.”
“Oh ok,” I say as I get up and move over to him as he leans back.
When Melissa says. “Begin” I start licking and sucking on his cock head, and as I get more comfortable and bold I begin licking and sucking with more enthusiasm, just as Melissa says. “Stop times up.” I get up off Roger and said. “Not bad for a beginner, huh?”
“No not bad, you’ll get better.” Roger said.

When I got back to my place it was my brother’s turn again and he asked Melissa T. or D. She chose dare. Kevin Said. “Melissa I dare you to lay on your back with your legs spread and let Jason move between them and lick your pussy for two minutes.”
Melissa says. “Come and lick me man.” as Jason moves over to her as she lays back with her legs spread. Jason moved between her legs with his mouth over her pussy. When Kevin said “Begin” Jason began licking her pussy.
Melissa was soon moaning as Jason had found her clit and was licking it like crazy. Melissa must have been very horny and loving this very much because in about a minute and a half she bucked up and cried out as she came. Jason continued to lick her pussy and clit as she came down from her orgasm, for the remaining time until Kevin said. “Stop, times up.”
When Jason slowly gets up Melissa looks him in the eyes and says. “Oh god that was great, thanks for the fantastic orgasm, I loved it.” Jason moved over her face and gave her a quick kiss on the lips and then said. “Your welcome babe, any time, I loved it too.”

When Jason and Melissa were back in their seated position, it was my turn and I Asked my brother T. or D. and he picked dare. I said. “Ok brother I dare you to lay back and let Suzi move over you in the sixty nine and lick her pussy while she sucks your cock for 2 minutes.”
“Hell yea babe, come and get some!” Kevin said. as Suzi got up and stepped over to him. He laid back as she straddled his face and laid on him. When I said “Begin” she began sucking his cock as he began to lick her pussy.
It took Kevin a while to realize he should probably lick her clit as after about a minute I heard her say. “Lick my clit.” Then when he did find her clit and start licking it she cried out. “Oh yea, that’s it.” But I had to say. “Stop, times up.” before she could really get going.
Suzi got up off of Kevin and said. “Thanks for trying, it was just your first time and I hope you learned a little.” Kevin said. “I’m sorry I didn’t read your needs and begin licking your clit sooner.” She patted him on the back and told him she had faith that he would learn, as she returned to her place.

Then it was Jason’s turn again and he asked me if I wanted T. or D. I chose dare. Jason said. “Kim I dare you to move over me so I can lick your pussy, for two minutes. Kevin will monitor the time for us.” I said. “Sure.” He laid back and I rolled on top of him.
When Kevin Said. “Begin.” He began to lick my pussy, he was great at pussy licking, as soon as I got wet and hot he went to my clit and brought me up to orgasm with that fantastic feeling tongue, in just a minute, as I grunted and came hard, in a fantastic orgasm, when Kevin said. “Stop, times up.” I got up off of Jason and said. “Thanks for the fantastic orgasm you sure have learned to lick pussy well, that was awesome.” Jason said. “Your welcome, I enjoyed making you cum.”

Then it was Suzi’s turn and she asked Roger T. or D. he chose dare. Suzi said. “I dare you to lay on your back and let Melissa lay on you in the sixty nine and suck your cock while you lick her pussy for two minutes.”
Roger says. “Oh yea, I was hoping to get to do this.” as he laid back. Melissa moved over him, and laid on him, taking his cock into her mouth.
When Suzi says “Begin” Roger begins to lick Melissa’s pussy as she begins licking and sucking Roger’s cock. Roger seemed to be having trouble knowing what to do to Melissa’s pussy as she wasn’t moaning much. but as time was running out I think he finally found her clit as she softly cried out just before Suzi said. “Stop, times up.”
When Melissa got up off of Roger he was breathing hard. He looked at her and said. “Oh my god girl, you almost made me cum, that was fantastic. I’m just sorry I couldn’t get you that hot.”
Melissa said. “Oh don’t feel bad, it was your first time, and you did finally find my clit, you’ll get better with time and practice.”

After Melissa sat back at her place It was Roger’s turn again. He asked me if I wanted T. or D. I chose dare. Roger said. “I dare you to kneel between Suzi’s legs and lick her pussy for two minutes.”
I moved between Suzi’s spread legs as she leaned back. When Roger said, “Begin” I started licking her pussy lips and soon made my way into her folds and then to her clit, making her moan and rock her hips as she got hotter and hotter until Roger said “Stop, times up. Suzi sat up and patted me on the back and thanked me as I patted her ass and got up. And said. “Your welcome, any time babe.” before returning to my seat.

Then it was Melissa’s turn again. She asked Jason T. or D. Jason said dare. Melissa said. “I was hoping you wanted a dare, because I have decided to lay on my back with my legs spread and dare you to take my cherry, then when I’m ready I want you to fuck me slowly for one minute.”
“Shit yea!!!” Jason says. as he gets up and moves over to Melissa, as she lays back with her legs spread, and says, “It’s a good thing my Dr. put me on birth control for my cramps.”

I said. It’s a good thing we are all on birth control for that, since it will come in handy for this.”

Jason moves over her and begins rubbing his cock head in her pussy to lube it. Then he begins slowly pushing his virgin cock into her virgin pussy. After a few seconds he stops and says. “Is that your cherry?” Melissa says. “Yes just push gently.” I watched as Jason pushes and then suddenly his cock slides almost all the way into her pussy. Melissa didn’t make a sound until he was all the way in and stopped. Then she said. “Well that didn’t hurt, you can go the rest of the way in.”
Jason says. “Oh god, Honey, I’m already all the way in.” “Oh I thought so but wasn’t sure, because it feels so good, his cock feels great up inside me stretching my entrance and along my walls.” Melissa says.
“Oh my god this is amazing, it feels like nothing I had ever imagined, She is so hot, wet and slick inside, and I can feel her blood pulsing in her as her heart beats, this is fantastic.” Jason says
Then Melissa said. “Kim will you watch the time as we go.”
“Ok I will gladly, you may begin.” I said.
Jason begins moving slowly in and out of Melissa’s pussy with his long hard cock. They both say “This feels so fucking good at the same time,” as he begins moving a little faster.
“Then I say, “Stop, times up.”
Melissa looks at me and says. “Oh man,, I was getting so close to cumming I don’t want to stop.”
“Well don’t then I don’t care, go ahead and make her cum Jason.” I said. so he kept going, and just a few seconds later she tenses up and cries out softly, “I’m cumming, I’m cumming. Jason fucks her through her orgasm saying, “I can’t believe how good this feels. I can feel her cumming, her pussy is convulsing, and is a lot wetter and hotter inside.” Jason continued fucking her slowly to let her cool down before stopping and pulling out. Melissa grabs him and kisses him long and passionately before thanking him for making her first time the most wonderful anyone could asked for.
He told her she was very welcome, as it was just as fantastic a first time for him too, and hoped to do it again. Melissa told him she was sure it would and it would get better. Then Jason returned to his place in the group.

Now it’s my brother’s turn again and he asks me if I want T. or D. I say dare. Kevin says “Good, because I dare you to lay on your back with your legs spread and allow Roger to move over you and take your cherry, then fuck you slowly for one minute.”
I look at Kevin then Roger, then lay back and say. “Ok Roger take my precious cherry, but be gentle.” Roger says. “Well babe I’ll gently take your cherry and give you mine, as there isn’t anyone else I want to do it with, for the first time than with you.”
I look at Roger as he moves over me and say. “Oh Roger, I can’t think of anyone I would rather loose my cherry to than you either.”
When Roger was over me I reached between my legs, grasping his cock and rubbing it’s head between my wet pussy lips to lube it, then I positioned it at my opening and asked him to push in gently. Roger looked me in the eyes as he gently pushed. I gasped as his head popped through my entrance, which felt fantastic.
Then I felt him hit my hymn. “Gently!!” I said. I winced in slight pain as his cock head tore through the thin membrane and slid in deeper. I sighed when I felt his balls hit my bottom, as I knew he was fully in me. I laid there reeling in the sensation of being fully filled, as my pussy throbbed.
I said “Oh god I love the feel of this, I feel his cock filling me up and it just hurt a little as he popped my cherry.”
Roger looked at me and said. “Ok Kim, I never imagined it could feel like this. I can feel your pulse through your pussy, and its like a hot slick velvet sleeve that my cock is deep inside.”

“I’m ready” I said, and few seconds later Kevin said. “Begin.”
Roger pulled his cock almost all the way out, then pushed it in to the bottom, and back out and in deep, in increasingly faster pace until he was fucking me at a nice fairly slow pace. This felt even better as his cock rubbed the sensitive nerves at my entrance and filling me as he slides deep into me. I was rising toward orgasm quicker then ever. Then he moved closer and began rubbing his chest over my nipples. This set me off and I quickly tensed and then cried out, “I’m cumming as I began convulsing and cumming harder than ever.
Roger kept on fucking me and just as my orgasm subsided Kevin said, “Stop, times up.” I said Just a few seconds longer, until I come down.” Which Roger did, until I patted him on the ass, kissed him and thanked him for the best orgasm ever. Roger told me he loved it and wanted to do it again if I wanted to. Then he slowly pulled his cock out of my pussy and got up. I sat up and watched him as he moved back to his place and sat down.

Now it was my turn and I asked Melissa if she wanted T. or D. she said truth this time. I said “Ok, tell us how you liked being fucked, and what do you think of Jason, Would you like him to fuck you again?”
Melissa said. “I absolutely loved being fucked, it was the best thing I have felt since the shower head. I love Jason more then ever now and I would love to fuck Jason as much as possible!”

Now it’s Jason’s turn, and I was betting he was going to dare Melissa to fuck him again. Jason surprised me and asked Kevin if he wanted truth or dare. Kevin wanted a dare. Jason said. “I dare you to take Suzi’s cherry from behind as she kneels in a doggie position.”
Suzi was definitely up for that as she was on her hands and knees in a flash. She looked at Kevin and said. “Oh by the way I broke my own hymen plying with a big carrot one day so you don’t have to be that gentle.”
I watched as my brother kneeled behind this hot young girl and rubbed his virgin cock around in her pussy lips a minute, before he sinks it in deep, groaning an “Oh god this feels so good,” as he goes in deep.
Jason says. “Begin” as Kevin begins fucking Suzi slowly. They both look at us and Suzi says. “Oh god this is so much better than the carrot I used that one time.” and Kevin says. “Man you guys were right about this. I never new a girls pussy would feel this good on my cock, this is definitely better than masturbation and much more fulfilling.”
Then Jason says. “Ok guys times up.” Kevin gives Suzi several pats on the ass as he pulls out and stands up. They thank each other for the honor of giving their virginity to the other.

When they are seated again it is Suzi’s turn again, and she asks Roger if he wants T. or D. he asks for a dare. Suzi says. “Ok I dare you to lay back and let Melissa sit on your cock, facing you, and ride your cock at a pace of her discretion for two minutes.”
Roger lays on his back with a pillow under his head so he can watch her. Melissa walks over his waist and looks him in the eyes as she squats down over his cock. Roger guides his cock to her entrance, as she moves down and takes it fully into her.
When Suzi says, “Begin” Melissa begins riding up and down on Roger’s cock at a moderate pace. She soon closes her eyes, tilts her head back and caresses her breasts. Melissa looks like she was about to cum any second as she was grunting and breathing hard, when Suzi said. “Ok times up guys.”
“Oh shit I was just about to cum.” Melissa said. “Me too” Roger said. “Thanks, that was great, Kim’s a lucky girl, you’ve got a great feeling cock.” Melissa said. Then Roger said. “Well Jason is very lucky to have such a slick smooth pussy, and a nice girl like you to fuck and love.”

Now it’s Roger’s turn and he asks Kevin T. or D. Kevin chooses dare. Roger says “I dare you to fuck your sister in the doggie position for two minutes.”
I rolled onto my hands and knees, spreading my legs. My brother moved behind me and slid his cock deep into my pussy, he reached down and grabbed my breasts. When Roger said. “Begin” Kevin began fucking me with long moderate strokes, while caressing my breasts. It felt fantastic and I was getting really hot really fast, and I knew I would cum soon. I was right as I reached my peak and began shuddering and grunting hard as I came. Kevin fucked me through my orgasm and on until Roger said. “That’s it, times up.”
Kevin Pulled out of me and gave me a little smack on the ass as he said. “Nice fuck sis, your orgasm felt great.”
“Thanks, it was a fantastic orgasm.” I said as I sat back down.

Then Melissa asked me if I wanted T. or D. I said Truth.
Melissa then said. “So tell me how you liked fucking doggie style and why.” I said “I loved fucking doggie I just had a fantastic orgasm in just over a minute. Kev’s cock sliding in and out of my pussy was incredible, but when he caressed my tits it felt even better and that’s what got me off quicker and harder.”
“Hey Bro, where did you guys learn all of these positions and sex acts?” I asked.
Kevin said. “Oh we found a stack of porno magazines, and we have been reading the stories in them, and they are the sources of our masturbation pictures.”
“Oh I see, you’ll have to show them to us some time.” I said

Now it was Kevin’s turn again, and he asked Melissa T. or D. She chooses dare. Then Kevin says. “I dare you to ride Jason, facing him as he lays on his back, until he cums, and his cock goes down.”
They look at each other and grin. Then as Jason lays back, Melissa moves over him. She looks him in the eyes and says. “I’ve dreamed of doing this with you, for a long time.” Jason says. “Me too babe.”
He guides his cock to her pussy entrance as she sinks down onto it fully. Then she begins riding up and down on him with slow strokes.
As she gets hotter she begins riding faster. Melissa tilts her head back and is moaning loudly. Then after about three minutes Melissa cries out and shudders as she cums. She slows her pace as she rides out her orgasm, then looks Jason in the eyes as she rides him. He says “Keep going babe, it feels so incredible but I’m not there yet.”
Melissa continues at this pace and soon Jason tenses up and grunts as he cums into her pussy, Melissa slows her pace drastically as she senses his orgasm so as to not over stimulate his cock. After about a minute, she stops moving and gets up as his mostly limp cock flops out of her pussy. Melissa helps Jason sit up and kisses him, thanking him for the fantastic fuck. he told her she was welcome, and loved it and her. she smiled and kissed him again before sitting back down.

Now it’s my turn again and I ask Roger T. or D. he chooses dare. I said. “Ok I dare you to fuck me until you cum.” Roger said “Oh yea, I was hoping to fuck you to orgasm tonight, your so hot.”
I blushed as I laid on my back and kicked my legs up with my knees bent so he can get in deep. Roger moved over me and guiding his cock to my pussy he slid deep into me, making me grunt and sigh as I felt the incredible feeling of him filling me.
Roger raised up on his hand and began slowly fucking me with long strokes. As we get hotter he begins moving faster but not to fast.
Roger fucks me like this for a long time as I slowly rise toward my orgasm. I am loving this very much. Then Roger drops down closer to me, which allows my nipples to rub against his chest, and his groin to rub my clit. This sends me off to new heights, and I soon tense up and cum harder than ever. Roger looked at me and said. “Oh Kim, I can feel you cumming, your pussy is contracting around my cock so hard and I can feel you shuddering, it must be a strong one.”
When I calm down I Said “I just had the most powerful orgasm yet, and I loved it so much.” Roger said, “Good, I’ll try and give you another one.”
“Just keep doing exactly what your doing and I will cum again.” I said.
Roger kept fucking me like that, rubbing my clit and nipples, which felt so fantastic I was rising towards orgasm quickly again. When I started moaning loudly and rocking my hips, Roger picked up speed. This was all I needed as I Quickly reached my peak. When I tensed up and cried out as I began cumming the convolutions in my pussy set Roger off as he grunted and sank in deep. He rocked his hips and grunted several times as he came deep inside my pussy as I was cumming with him, even harder and longer yet.
When our orgasms were done, Roger laid on me for a minute as we caught our breaths. Then he pulled out of me and got up, helping me sit up. I thanked him for the fantastic fuck, and he thanked me for letting him, because he really likes me a lot.

Then it was Jason’s turn again and he asked Melissa T. or D. She choose dare. He said “I dare you to lay on your back and have Suzi lay on you in the sixty nine and lick each other’s pussy until you both cum.”
Melissa lays back and spreads her legs as Suzi moves over her in the sixty nine. They begin licking each others pussy gently at first but with more intensity as they get hotter and they start moaning louder.
After about two minutes Melissa tenses up and shudders as she cums hard. Then about a minute later Suzi cries out and shudders as she cums. After Suzi’s orgasm subsides she gets up off Melissa and said. “Thanks for making me cum, I loved it very much.” and then Melissa said “Ya me too.”

When Suzi sits back down it is her turn, and she asks Kevin T. or D. He chose dare. She said. “I dare you to fuck your sister in the doggie position for two minutes. Then you let me ride you until we both cum.”
Kevin moves over to me as I roll onto my hands and knees again. Kevin moves behind me and shoves his cock deep into my pussy. When Suzi says. “Begin” my brother begins fucking me slowly.
After about a minute, Kevin begins fucking me a little faster until Suzi says. “Times up guys, come over here Kev.”
Kevin pulls his cock out of my pussy and as I roll back to my seated position, I watch Kevin move over to Suzi and lay on his back. She moves over him, facing him, and sinks her pussy down onto his cock.
Suzi begins riding Kevin fairly hard as she began moaning. After a while she tilted her head back and started grunting real hard. I knew she was about to cum. and seconds later she began to shudder as she came.
Suzi rode through her orgasm, then when it subsided she slowed her pace for a while, before picking up speed again. Then when she was showing signs that she was nearing orgasm, Kevin was also rocking his hips and grunting as he stared at her intently. Then when Suzi tensed up and began to shudder as she came again. Kevin grunted long and hard as he came, with her, filling her pussy with his cum.
When their orgasms subsided, Suzi slowed her pace again until she was sufficiently cooled down. Then she got off Kevin and helped him up. She hugged him and he hugged her back. Then she said. “I absolutely loved the mutual orgasm.” Then they kissed before he said “Me too it was unlike anything I could imagine.”

When they sat back at their places, it was Roger’s turn. He asks me T. or D. I say dare, of course, this is to much fun.
Roger says. “While I lay on my back, I dare you to ride me till I cum.” I say. “Oh yea I’d love to.”
Roger lays on his back and I move over him, I position my pussy against his cock and sank down onto it. Then I began riding him at a nice pace. I loved the feel of his long slender cock sliding so deep into me, and I even rolled my hips at the bottom of my stroke rubbing my clit on his groin. This felt incredible and had me ready to cum in no time.
I really like Roger now, and was really enjoying fucking HIM. Then the orgasm was upon me and I cried out. “Oh Roger, I’m cumming, I’m cumming.” as I shuddered and juiced his cock.
Once my orgasm subsided I continued riding him at the same pace. Soon he was rocking his hips in time with my strokes as he was getting closer to his orgasm. Then I picked up speed and soon tensed up as I began to cum again. I shuddered and cried out softly as an even more powerful orgasm ripped through me leaving me speechless .
Then as my orgasm subsided, Roger thrust his hips up, driving his cock extremely deep into me and grunted as he came, filling my pussy with his hot cum, which felt fantastic, as I could feel his cock pulsing as he came.
When his orgasm was over I sat there for a moment, before getting up. Roger said to me. “Oh Kim, that was so incredible, cumming in your pussy feels so much more intense and pleasurable than when I masturbate, I loved it, thanks so much.”
I said. “Oh your so very welcome, you gave me some fantastic orgasms too, and I loved the feel of your cock pulsing so hard as you came, besides I really like you a lot.”

I returned to my place as Melissa asked Kevin T. or D. As usual he chose dare. Melissa said “I dare you to dare everyone to move to the shower and clean each other up, as we are done for tonight.”
Kevin said. “Ok I dare everyone to follow me to the shower, to clean each other.”
We all headed to the master bathroom and to the big shower my parents have. Kevin turned the water on and set the temperature. Then we all got in and all cleaned each other. Before heading back to the family room for some nudist colony T. V. watching, cuddling of new couples and even sleeping together.

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Whilst on holiday I met a girl, a girl who taught me things I would never have dreamed of.

HOT AND KINKY PARADISE

This story is dedicated to my good friend Erotical, whose stories inspired me. This isn’t my usual style and the content is more hard-core, so if you’re not into this, find another story. Once again, thanks to Erotical, who has broadened my outlook as regards stories. Please leave a comment once you’ve read this. It is so useful to know what people think.

I had never thought that I would experience sex like I had in Jamaica. It was sex at its hardest, and it was diverse. It was something that just happened as a result of a few drinks too many. Oh, and a couple of spliffs. I now look back upon that holiday with such fondness that I get an erection within seconds. I had just split with my girlfriend, who I’d been with for five years. I was twenty-seven at the time. I’d booked myself an all-inclusive package, in a complex of apartments, which had its own private beach, which was also used by more affluent people who hired beach homes.

It all began on my first morning there, when I was walking along the beach and noticed a pretty local girl. She had lustrous ebony skin that was glistening in the sun, and was wearing a skimpy orange and yellow bikini. Her breasts weren’t large, yet they were pert. She had wide hips and a small tummy that I thought was cute. I settled down about twenty yards from her and lay my beach towel down. After taking a swig of the drink I’d taken with me, I lay down and opened my book.

With the sun beating down upon me, I felt in need of a swim. Placing my book down I noticed that the girl was sitting up, rubbing sun oil onto her legs. I felt a stirring in my trunks and looked away. The last thing I needed was an erection. I quickly stood up and walked towards that turquoise water that looked so refreshing. After a quarter of an hour I felt that I had cooled down sufficiently, and made back for the shore. As I made my way, I saw the girl stand up and begin to walk towards me. I was mesmerised by her. When I was closer, I could see that she had beautiful full lips, and eyes that drew me in. Her long black hair had been tied back, allowing the majesty of her face to be seen, unobstructed. As she entered the water I noticed her bottom, which was prominent and firm looking. Pop stars pay a fortune for implants to obtain such a form, but this girl had been blessed by Mother Nature.

As I passed her, she smiled. I smiled back and continued back to my belongings, taking out a towel and drying myself, glancing back at the sea, where the girl was swimming around, totally carefree. Once dry, I lay down again and picked up my book.

Ten minutes later I looked up to see the girl approaching. I tried not to stare, but couldn’t take my eyes away from her. She looked across and smiled, wider this time. She gave me a surreptitious nod of her head. I returned the gesture, and to my utter amazement, she changed course and began walking towards me. My heart began to race.

“Hi,” she said, smiling. “You from the complex?”
“Yes. I got here last night.”
“Like it?”
“Yes. It’s nice. The food is excellent.”

She laughed. “Dat ain’t excellent! You wanna try some ‘real’ food. Hey – I’m Nicki.”
I held out my hand. “Tony.”
She shook my hand. “Good to meet ya, Tony. So, you wanna try some ‘real’ food?”
I wasn’t sure what to say. “Er, okay. That would be nice. Thanks.”
“Come on over.”

I followed Nicki over to her spot, whereupon she pulled out a bottle from a cool-box and handed it to me. She told me to drink from the bottle, which I did. “Wow,” I said, looking at the red colour. “What is this?”

“Rum and fruit,” Nicki said, smiling. “Like it?”
“Yeah. It’s tasty, but strong.”
“Hey, try this.” Nicki handed me a chicken leg. “You’re gonna love this. Ma special jerk.”

I took it from her and took a bite. Flavour exploded within my mouth. I’d tasted jerk chicken back home, but it had never been like this. It was fiery, yet there was still the subtle taste of the spices, which caressed my taste buds.

“This is amazing!”

Nicki leaned forward, grabbing a piece for herself. I tried to not look at her boobs, which were almost falling out of the skimpy top, but I failed. She simpered. “I think you like more than just the chicken.”

“Sorry,” I said, feeling embarrassed.
Nicki laughed out loud. “Hey – why you sorry? You’re a man, and men like boobs.”
“Er, yes.” I took another bite of the chicken, smiling at her as I chewed.

“Tell ya what,” Nicki said, taking a bite of her delicacy, “we’ll chill out ‘real’ good after we’ve had this. You up for chillin’?”

I had no idea what she had in mind, but I was on holiday, and I was there to chill. “Okay.”

Nicky asked me about my life back home, taking a genuine interest in my life. I felt so happy talking to her that I forgot all about my former girlfriend and the heartache she’d caused. Nicki had such a sweet smile. I then began to wonder if she had a boyfriend.

Nicki tossed the final chicken bone into a bag. “Mmmmmmm. Dat was good. Now, babe, we can chill, ‘real’ good.” She turned around, getting onto all fours and delved into a bag, although it wasn’t the bag I was looking at. Her bottom was so perfect looking, and the bulge of her vulva was pointing straight at me. I could see the contours of her outer lips, and the slit between. Feeling movement in my trunks, I quickly looked away. This really was one seriously sexy girl. She turned back around, holding a giant spliff. “Here we go. It’s chill time.”

I had smoked a spliff before, but that was back in my teens. I felt a pang of excitement filter through me. “Wow, that’s a big one.”

Nicki lit it, inhaled deeply, closed her eyes and leaned back. “Mmmmmmm, babe. Dat shit is gooooood!” Smiling, she handed it to me.

I took a drag, inhaling and almost choking. God, it was strong. My head instantly spun. “Bloody hell, Nicki. That’s good.”

“Lay down, man. Chill.”
I took another puff and lay beside her, handing the spliff back. “That’s cool.”
“It is. So, you like ma ass?”
“Eh?”

Nicki took another drag and laughed. “You was looking at my ass, babe. You like it?”
With the spliff taking its toll on me, I said, “Fucking yeah!”
“Good. Maybe I’ll take ya back to a room later.”
“What room?” Feeling docile, I dreamily smiled at her.

“Any one you like, babe – as long as it’s empty. I’m the head housekeeper for the private apartments.”

I lay there, looking up at the sky. “Sounds good.”
“It will be. I ain’t had a white guy before, and you are soooooo cute.”
“Thanks. So are you.”

We continued passing the spliff back and forth, becoming lost in our own world, talking nonsense and laughing like fools. Nicki explained that she had worked for the complex since leaving school. Her mother’s friend was a senior manager, and promised Nicki the job for as long as she wanted it. Nicki was also studying management at the college.

Once we’d finished our smoke, Nicki handed me the rum drink, which I swigged and handed back to her, my eyes drifting towards her pussy. She looked so sexy as she lay there. I quickly averted my eyes and looked at her face. I was shocked to see that she was looking at my trunks.

“I can see your cock,” Nicki said, slurring a little. “It don’t look bad.”
Shocked, I said, “Thanks.”

“I wanna see it grow, babe.” Without another word, she opened her legs and pulled her gusset aside, revealing a pussy covered in tiny, tightly curled hairs. She put her fingers either side of her outer lips and pulled them apart, providing me with a flash of pink as her dark brown inner lips parted. She then let go and put her bikini bottoms back into place.

“Cor, Nicki. That was hot.”
“So is dat.” She was pointing at my trunks, where my cock had begun to rise. “Show me.”

Feeling turned on, I checked around us, ensuring that nobody could see. I turned onto my side, facing away from the other beach dwellers and pulled my trunks down. My semi-erect penis sprang out, growing as each second passed.

“Okay?”
“Mmmmmmmm. It’s a cut cock. I hate dem filthy foreskins. It’s a nice size as well.”
“It’s only average,” I admitted.
Nicki laughed. “Dem big fuckers hurt. Dat there will be fun, babe.”
“Thanks,” I said, shocked.
“Come on. I’m gonna take you somewhere quiet.”

Nicki reached into her bag and pulled out another spliff. Standing up, she felt her groin and winked at me. I pulled my trunks back into place and stood up, grinning at her. I couldn’t help looking at her boobs again. Nicki noticed, and cupped them, squeezing them together. She then began walking towards the far end of the beach, where I could see some kind of large chalet.

We shared the spliff as we walked, both slurring our words and giggling. There were trees that lined the edge of the beach, which provided us with shade. It was early afternoon and the sun was close to its strongest.

“Dem little fuckers had better be finished,” Nicki said to me.
“What little fuckers?”

“Just a couple of kids I get to work for me. They’re cheap, so what the fuck?” We both laughed and carried on our way, arriving at the chalet five minutes later. Nicki frowned. “They’re still here.”

“We can come back later.”
“Fuck dat! We’re going in. I wanna fuck from the sweet white man.”

Feeling confident with this sexy girl, who was the most sexually outgoing one I’d ever known, I placed my hand on her firm buttock and squeezed. “Okay, but won’t they say something?”

“Will they, fuck! Ma big bro is the toughest guy in town, so I do what I want, and what I say, goes.” All for equality, she squeezed my cock. “Come on, sex boy.”

Both laughing like fools, we walked up to the door, which Nicki opened. We walked into a luxurious and spacious lounge, where Nicki stood and took a drag of the spliff, handing it to me. “Where are ya little fuckers?”

A boy and girl appeared from the bedroom. I assumed them to be twelve or thirteen. The girl, who looked to be the older of the two, said, “Sorry, Miss Nicki. We’re almost done.”

“Almost done? I’ve come here to fuck. Ya should be fucking gone!”
“We’ll go now,” she quickly said.
“No ya won’t! Ya can watch!”

Stoned as I was, I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. She wasn’t serious, surely. “Er, it’s okay, Nicki. It’ll be more romantic with just the two of us.”

Nicki burst out laughing. “Romantic? I want fucking!” With the three of us looking at her, Nicki pulled her top off, revealing the most beautiful breasts I’d ever seen. Her virtually black areolas were wide, and when she tweaked her nipples, they grew to an enormous size, both in length and width. I placed my hands upon them as she slipped her bikini bottoms off. “Right, Mister Englishman, you’re gonna have wild fucking sex.” She ripped my trunks down, knelt and put my semi-erect cock into her mouth, engulfing the entire length, which I’d never had done before. Suddenly, she broke away, tugged it a few times and said, “Right. Spit on ma cunt and shove that cock in me!”

“Er, okay.” I watched her spread her legs and bend over, opening her pussy, which looked so inviting I forgot the other two were there. I moved forward, bent down and spat on her pink opening. I then put my glans on the edge, moved it around to pick up some of the saliva, and pushed. My cock went straight up. Jesus, it felt good.

“Ooooooh, yeah.” Nicki put her fingers between her legs and placed a finger on her clit. “You two dumb ass motherfuckers – get undressed! You, Englishman, slap my ass hard. Beginning to move in and out of her, I did as instructed. “Harder! I’ve been bad, so fucking slap me!” I slapped her again, harder this time. “Again! Don’t stop till I tell ya to!”

Pumping in and out of her pussy, I continually slapped the cheeks of her arse, wondering if I was dreaming. I’d assumed her to be a sweet girl, but she was wild. I pushed in and out as hard as I could, and my balls were slapping against her pussy. I glanced across to see that the two hired workers were naked. The girl, who had pointed little boobs, stood watching with her hand covering her young pussy, while the boy stood with a good sized erection. “Fuck,” I said as I slapped her buttock for the umpteenth time, “you’re fucking hot!”

Nicki was breathing heavily, her pussy oozing juice. “Fuck me hard, boy! I’m gonna cum!” Suddenly, she let out a long, low pitched groan and pushed back on me, saying, “Fuck, fuck, fuck! Cum, you fucking bastard!”

Still slapping her, I could feel my balls beginning to tighten, and that familiar urge gaining in intensity. “Take this,” I said, and thrust into her, shooting my semen deep inside her hole. “Aaaaaaaaaah!” I shot again and again, the intensity of my orgasm heightened due to the spliffs we’d smoked. I continued pounding her until I was out of juice, sighing heavily as I stood there with my length buried deep inside her.

“Fuck, dat was good,” Nicky said. She moved forward and my cock slipped out. She covered her pussy with her hand and lay on the luxurious sofa with her legs wide open. She looked at the girl. “You – clean my pussy! Lick his cum from my cunt, you little bitch!” The girl had obviously done this before, because she walked straight across, went down onto all fours and began licking Nicky’s pussy. I saw a wad of thick cum dribble out onto her tongue, which she lapped up. She then put her fingers inside and scooped some more out, greedily licking it from her fingers. “Englishman, you can lick her pussy!”

As pleasantly stoned as I was, this was a step too far. “Er, I think she’s a bit too young.”

“Young? Is she fuck! She’s a little whore who wants her pussy licked. I lick it, and so can you! Get down, boy! Girl – show him your cunt!”

The girl stood up and moved in front of me and with her legs apart she leaned back, pulling her pussy open and running a finger from her clit, down to her vaginal entrance. She pushed it inside, and held her lips open with her other hand.

Looking at the lad, who was still standing there with an erection, and looking at my cock, I did as instructed, and she got back down onto all fours, between Nicki’s legs. She moved her own legs apart. I got in behind her and to my amazement she pushed her pussy at me. I felt that she’d done this before, and more than once. I held out my hand, placing it on her vulva. She had hair growing on her outer lips, stretching a small way up her mons. I could feel that she was wet. I put my tongue onto her clit. She wriggled a little. I then ran it up and down from her clit to her little pink hole. I poked my tongue in, followed by my finger. Again, she pushed herself against me. She was becoming wet. I continued licking and inserting my finger as she continued to lick Nicki’s cunt clean.

Nicki and the girl were both moaning. From time to time I glanced at the lad, who remained there with his penis stood to attention. His arms were by his side and he was watching closely. I tried inserting a second finger, but her hole was just too tight, so I carried on with just one. The girl’s rear was moving around, in a circular motion and from side to side. Suddenly, she tensed up and groaned loudly, pulling her legs together as juice dribbled from her hole.

“Hey, good man,” Nicki said, jumping up, smiling as she approached. Seeing how ya made ma baby sister cum, this is for you.” Before I could say anything, she placed her lips on mine and pulled me close. Our mouths opened and she rammed her tongue into my mouth, twirling it around a few times before pulling away.

“Your sister?” I said.
“Yeah.” Nicki gestured to the lad. “He’s ma brother.”
“Er . . .” I didn’t know what to say.
Nicki laughed. “Hey, don’t worry. They love it, don’t you.”
“Yeah,” said the girl. “You made me cum, real good.”

Nicki grinned at me. “We have fun all the time. Sometimes my older brothers and sisters join us, but it’s my job to see that these two are good. Right, it’s time for little bro to cum. He needs a blowjob, so come on, Englishman, blow him.”

“I’m not gay.”
“So what? I bet you’d suck your own cock if you could, so suck his instead.”
I was really beginning to wonder what I’d got myself into. “Er . . .”

Nicki kissed me softly. “Listen, he ain’t been blown by a guy before, and believe me; it’s an honour to be the first to blow a member of the Walsh family. Come on, you’ve done his sister, so now do him.”

“But I don’t know how to blow a guy.”
“Just do to him what you’d want doing to you. Go on.”

Nicki ushered the lad down onto the floor, where he lay looking up at me. Oh well, I thought. The weed we’d smoked had loosened me up, so I got into the sixty-nine position and picked up his cock. I assumed him to be around thirteen, and for a boy of that age he had a good sized penis, which was around five and a half inches, and it was fat. He had some hairs around the base of his dick, and looked cute. I pulled back a short foreskin and looked at the shiny, dark burgundy glans, which dribbled some precum, which I licked off. I then placed the head into my mouth. The lad groaned. I cupped his balls and took more of the shaft into my mouth, bobbing my head up and down a few times before taking it as deeply as I could, engulfing most of his throbbing dick.

“Good boy,” said Nicki. “Keep going. I wanna see his spunk in your mouth.”

Encouraged by Nicki, I continued, licking his shaft and balls before taking the length in again, feeling it at the back of my throat as his pelvis gyrated. I removed my mouth and ran my hand up and down, watching his foreskin cover his head, and move back. When I heard him groan loudly, I put his tool back into my mouth and concentrated on the top of his length, moving my hand up and down his ebony shaft. Suddenly, he jerked, and I felt hot fluid shoot into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat. He was moaning and groaning as he shot another wad into my mouth. Several smaller squirts followed, and he went limp. Strangely, it didn’t taste as bad as I’d feared; sweet, salty and with a hint of bitterness. I took my mouth away and lay his cock down on his naval.

“Fucking wow!” said Nicki. “I wanna see that cum. Show me.”

I gave his dick one more pull, seeing a little more semen dribble from the end, I licked it up and turned to Nicki and her sister. Their brother got up and knelt beside them. I opened my mouth, showing them the contents.

“Mmmmmmmh!” Nicky looked pleased. “Now, swallow most of it, but leave some for us.”

I swallowed the sperm, leaving a little in my mouth as I’d been told to do. All three siblings knelt there with their mouths open. I dribbled a little of what was left, into each, all three rolling their tongues around.

Nicki stood up and wrapped her arms around me, kissing me. “Well, Tony, you’re a hell of a guy. I think that you’re ready to meet some people, but we have to finish off, first.” She turned to her brother and sister, the names of whom I still didn’t know. “You two can get in the shower.” They nodded and walked away. Nicki took my hand, leading me in the direction the other two had gone. Arriving in a luxury shower room, they stood before us, smiling. “Right, Claude, you can piss on your sister. Felicity, open your fucking mouth!”

I watched as Felicity knelt down and closed her eyes. Claude stood over her, holding his now flaccid cock, and began to pee over his target, the stream hitting her cheeks before entering her mouth. Once full, she swallowed, opening it again. Claude didn’t piss for very long, but there was enough for two mouthfuls, with the rest running down her body as she felt her small boobs. Without being told, they swapped positions and Felicity stood over Claude. She opened her pussy, ensuring that we could see, and began relieving herself into her brother’s open mouth. Like his sister, he swallowed and opened his mouth again for more. Urine dribbled down him. He rubbed it all over. When Felicity had finished, she knelt next to her brother.

“Well, Tony, ya must need a piss, so fill ’em up, boy.” Nicky thrust her pussy towards them, opened her lips and aimed at her sister, a stream flowing from her within seconds, her water spraying over both of them, with some entering their mouths. I too began to pee, ensuring that I hit the targets, feeling really turned on when they swallowed. Once Id finished, I saw that Nicky was watching me, grinning. “You, boy, are fucking hot! I’m gonna have to do some more with you, but we’ll go back to the beach for now.” She took hold of my hand, leaving her siblings in the shower. “They’ll clean up. So, Mister Tony Englishman, I think you’re a closet kinky-boy. I’m gonna show you exactly how to be a ‘real’ kinky boy. You’re gonna fucking love it!”

As it happens, Nicki was right. I’d never dreamed of doing what we had, but I’d enjoyed it, and so had Claude and Felicity, who I hadn’t seen for the last time. That holiday transpired to consist of sex, food, sex, drink, sex, swimming, sex, parties, sex and even more sex. All I can say is that I love Jamaica!

PLEASE leave your comments, especially if it’s a negative vote, which means nothing without a reason why. Thanks for reading. Please feel free to message or email me. All the best, Douggie.

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Lik father, like daughter…

Hello my name is Kerri. I’m eighteen years old with black hair and matching eyes. I live with my mother in a little hut in the middle of the woods. I don’t have any clue who or where my father is and neither does my mom.

I don’t know why my mom even cared about the bastard anymore. He left her after they first met and never came back. Little did he know that night when he messed around with my mom that was the day I was conceived.

Many times my mom said I looked like him a little bit. The fact that I was kind of short was the one thing she pointed out. The dark hair and eyes was another thing (even though my mom has black hair too).

“I’m just glad you didn’t get his nose,” my mom said one day, “That was his only real flaw. He had this terrible beak of a nose.”

“I wish you’d just forget about him” I told her, “He’s gone, so what? He missed out on you.”

We had been picking berries, which was a weekly thing. My mother was wearing a light blue dress and her black hair was up in a bun. She was a beautiful woman, no doubt about that. Sometimes I didn’t even question why Kurtz had been enticed by my mother, but why my mom ever fell for that dick I’ll never know.

“Now Kerri, me and your father were young. I’m sure he just found someone else that he really did have feelings for… or died whichever came first” she said with a small smile. I couldn’t help to laugh a little.

We went back to our little hut and began snacking on our berries. Afterwards my mom told me to got wash off in the hot spring near by. I took the old towel we had and walked to the hot spring. I removed the dress I had been wearing and dipped into the pool. The warm water over my skin felt amazing.

I splashed the water on my breasts. The one thing my mother said that she was glad I didn’t have was her small breasts. When I first heard that from her I was a little embarrassed; but then I felt a little proud. I looked over my shoulder to make sure my mom wasn’t coming to check on me and then when I was sure she wasn’t I let my fingers gently go around the skin of my nipples. I had to bite my lower lip to keep myself from moaning.

I trailed my fingers down my stomach; my fingernails comfortably grazing my skin. Since me and my mom slept in the same room it was impossible for me to really experiment with touching myself. So I loved it when I got to take a bath because it gave me a reason to touch myself.

I let my fingers slip in between my legs. My heart hammered in my chest as I rubbed the lips of my pussy. A very small “mmm” escaped my lips. I slid my middle finger up and down my slit and I moaned quietly. I looked over my shoulder again just to be safe and then I slid my middle finger inside of me.

“Oh god,” I groaned. A lot louder than I wanted to actually; I unfortunately made myself stop there. I dried myself off and got dressed to head back to my home. When night fell I was still a little horny.

Me and my mom alternated beds. Some nights I was on the regular bed, and sometimes I was on the hay bed that was on the floor. This was the case tonight.
When I was sure my mother was asleep I kicked my sheets off and raised my night gown to my stomach and started fingering myself. Now normally I wouldn’t do this in the house but I just couldn’t help it tonight. It felt amazing; I was beginning to notice my pussy was getting very wet.

“Kerri honey” I heard my mom whisper.

I looked to see that her eyes were wide open. My heart sank.

“Mom… I couldn’t help it… I’m sorry” said my eyes filling with tears. Then I was surprised, instead of scolding me like I thought she would she smiled.

“Don’t be sorry,” she whispered, “its only natural, I mean even I get the urge… of course I’m more subtle about it because in eighteen years you have yet to catch me do it.”

I felt my cheeks burn red. I didn’t think it was such a good thing to talk about stuff like that with your mother. But then suddenly my interest had been peaked.

“Can you tell me a little more about dad?” I asked softly. My mother quirked a brow curiously, she knew I didn’t like my dad much for ditching us. But she started talking anyway.

“Well he was no Adonis… but he was quite the man. He was a little short just like you are, dark hair, dark eyes, a perfectly toned body…” my mom was obviously getting lost in her memories after that. I stood up and sat on her bed; tears were slowly swelling in her eyes. I embraced her and we held each other for a long time.

“It’s okay” I whispered.

She pulled away and looked at me. There was something in her eyes that was something different than anything I ever saw before. Then she leaned in and kissed me on the lips. I was shocked; but I didn’t pull away. In fact I couldn’t pull away. I pulled her body closer to me and pushed the back of her head so our kiss could deepen. We pulled apart and looked into each other’s eyes.

“Maybe we should stop” my mother said. Though that’s what she was saying the gleam in her eye said otherwise. I shook my head.

“No mommy, I don’t want to stop” I said in a whimper.

At the word “mommy” she melted. She grabbed the bottom of my night gown and pulled it up and over my head. She gazed longingly and kissed me again passionately. I laid down on her bed as she kissed me. She squeezed one of my breasts tightly, her nails digging into my flesh. It felt surprisingly good. She sat up and removed her own night gown showing her breasts. Now I had to admit mine were bigger than hers; but god they were adorable. In fact my mom’s body was amazing. She was in her early forties and her boobs were still as perky as a teenager’s, her stomach was perfectly flat, and her pussy was surrounded by a forest of black pubic hair. I felt my natural juices begin to flow just by looking at her.

“You’re so beautiful” I whispered.

“It runs in the family” my mother said with a wink.

She bent over and kissed me gently. Then I felt her touch my wet pussy, I arched my back in the pleasure my mother was giving me.

“Did that feel good sweet heart?” she whispered to me.

I nodded hastily and to my delight she did it again. But this time her fingers probed past my vagina’s lips. I squirmed in pleasure; then a thought crossed my mind. I should be doing something to my mom since she was doing something for me. So I raised my hands to my mom’s chest and began fondling her breasts. My mother seemed to appreciate this because she began sliding two fingers in and out of me. It was amazing. To help out some more I pinched her nipples and began rolling them in between my index finger and thumb. We moaned and groaned together; our tongues dancing around each other. Then I held my mother tightly to me as my pussy began to spasm. Juices flowed freely from my crotch covering my mother’s hand. She sat up and put her two fingers to her mouth, then she licked my cum off of her fingers.

“Wow,” I said softly, “that was wonderful.”

My mother smiled

“It’s been a while since I’ve done anything like that,” she said in a very happy tone. “I’m glad I could please.”

I sat up and kissed my mother.

“Now, it’s my turn to please you,” I said

At first she looked like she didn’t want to but I won her over with a second kiss and a gentle squeeze to her right breast. I began working my way down her body by licking her neck, then kissing the flesh in between her boobs up and down over and over again. Then I went down a little lower by kissing her flat as a board tummy.

“I can’t believe I was in such a sexy stomach” I said with lust in my voice.

She smiled and urged me to go on. I made it to her little crotch bush and licked where I assumed her clitoris was. Her moan proved that I had targeted right. I began to suck softly on her clit. She moaned as I did so. I moved down just a little more and spread the lips of her vagina apart. I flicked my tongue in and out of her making her moan even louder. I knew when she was about to cum when her body shuttered and she arched her back. I let her cum squirt into my mouth. I took every drop and swallowed it really enjoying the taste. We kissed once more before she covered us with her blanket.

“Thank you honey… I needed that” she said softly.

I rested my head on her breasts and nuzzled them, and before falling asleep I whispered. “No… thank you mom…”

To be continued?

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