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Just a little something I wrote after a particularly strange and erotic dream. Please vote and leave constructive criticism and I hope you enjoy.

All my life I’ve been a bit strange and a bit of an outcast because I see things that aren’t there. I think that the things I see are ghosts or spirits, I first came to that conclusion when I was very young and described seeing an elderly woman standing in my bedroom and watching me as I tried to sleep when I described her to my mom she told me that the woman I had described was my grandma who had died years before I was born. I see these spirits pretty often and when I do they always look like people, not see through, not like a shadow or even like a mist but just like a normal person. There are two main reasons I know that they aren’t a normal person and they are that the actual people walking around don’t acknowledge them and even walk right through them, the other reason is because the moment that I notice them I get this sensation like a blast of Arctic wind mixed with static electricity that sweeps through my body.

The fact that I can see these spirits has affected my life quite severely as some of the spirits that I see realise that I can see them and once they make that realisation they don’t like to leave me alone. Fortunately most spirits seem to be trapped in certain places but unfortunately both the house I grew up in and the high school I went to were places were spirits were trapped with the spirit in the house and three at the school all aware that I could see them. The spirits at my high school were especially unrelenting with one in particular, a huge six foot tall obese man, who liked to follow me around all day at school shouting explicit and disgusting sexual things at me or just calling me a whole bunch or disgusting and derogatory terms.

The spirit of the disgusting huge man was the worst while the others at my school just wanted to talk all the time which as you can imagine was not easy for a teenage girl to handle during classes and made it next to impossible to speak to people and make friends. The spirit that lived in my childhood home was a completely different story and was actually a rather beautiful teenage girl, she was about high school age and I think she actually knew things about me before I knew them, things like my sexuality. I didn’t realise I was a lesbian until my last year of high school but the spirit of the girl in my house seemed to know and liked to tease me by calling me gay and saying all these sexual things and that I wanted to do them to her, she would also appear in my bed in all manner of suggestive poses but would leave when I ignored her and got into bed.

I started to learn everything that I could about spirits, the occult and all kinds of religions both modern and ancient so I could figure out why I see and hear the things that only I seem to. I never did learn why I see and hear spirits but I did learn ways to get them to leave me alone and also that it isn’t just places that are haunted but that objects and people can also become haunted. The knowledge that I gained on how to protect myself from spirits started to come in useful when I moved into an apartment all on my own, it came in useful a week after I moved in when one of my neighbours approached me and demanded that I take this children’s toy off of her. I thought that she was crazy or maybe an addict but when she asked me to hear her out I did just that and what she told me made me think that she wasn’t crazy but did need my help.

The woman explained to me that the toy would move on it’s own and make noises without anyone being near it and even made noises that it shouldn’t be able to make. She told me that the day I moved in the toy started making a new noise, a noise that sounded like a voice saying the words new girl. I was naturally freaked out by her story but it just got even more crazy when she told me that since she heard the toy making that noise that sounded like speaking she had actually started having dreams about a girl, a girl she didn’t recognise until she saw me that day and decide that she was going to try and get me to take the toy off her hands.

I did take the toy off of the woman but what I didn’t know at the time was that the toy and the child’s spirit attached to it would spark a fascination with collecting haunted objects. It has been two years now since I took possession of that haunted children’s toy and thanks to a well paying job I have moved out of that apartment and into a nice little house where I have a room dedicated to the storage of haunted objects. I have collected a variety of different haunted objects from toys and dolls to jewellery and ornamental boxes, even a wardrobe, I was worried at first about the spirits attached to the objects and how they would now start haunting and bothering me so I covered every wall, window and even the door with protective symbols, sigils, spells and prayers from a variety of religions and spiritual beliefs.

I enjoy collecting the haunted objects and I enjoy my job too which you would think would make me happy but the thing is I am still lonely. Spirits still bother me and the place where I work is an old building where there are multiple spirits that like to follow me around shouting at me and speaking about and to me which still makes it very hard for me to make friends or find a girlfriend. I pass my time at home studying religions and spiritual teachings for ways to protect myself from spirits and how to get them to leave me alone or stop speaking and shouting at me like they do but unfortunately I haven’t found anything yet.

My obsession with haunted objects has lead me all over the place from rich upscale neighbourhood’s to houses that look so run down you would think they should be abandoned but my favourite places to find haunted objects are car boot sales and yard sales. I had decided to go to a car boot sale this weekend to look for haunted objects but I didn’t have much luck until I was getting ready to leave and was drawn to this one stall but more specifically a small fabric doll. The doll looks like it has been hand stitched with long black hair and blue buttons for eyes which make it weirdly resemble myself but that isn’t what draws me to the doll what does draw me to it is the weird and unrecognisable energy coming off of it.

I end up buying the doll and taking it home with me but for the whole journey home I feel that same strange energy coming off of the doll and I still can’t figure out who is attached to the doll or why they haven’t shown themselves to me. The fact that the spirit attached to the doll hasn’t shown itself or made its presence know is weird to me because usually spirits are eager to talk to me which makes me thing that maybe it is the spirit of a shy person who once owned or even stitched the doll. The idea that it is the spirit of a shy person doesn’t explain the weird energy coming off of it, an energy the likes of which I’ve never felt before from any spirit, which makes me fascinated with it and has me wanting to figure out what kind of spirit is attached to the doll and why their energy feels so strange.

The energy from the spirit attached to the doll fascinates me so much that when I get home instead of taking it straight to the room where I keep all of the other haunted objects I actually set it down on my kitchen table as I cook and eat dinner. I don’t really understand my actions as I bring the doll with me to the sofa as I watch a little bit of TV before heading up to bed where I also take the doll with me and set it on a chest of draws at the side of the room which is something I have never done before or would ever imagine doing. Today is a day for a number of firsts because instead of climbing into bed in my usual bedtime attire of an oversized t shirt and a pair of panties I actually climb into bed completely naked.

I have a bit of trouble actually getting to sleep as I feel restless and keep tossing and turning unable to get comfortable until I finally do fall into what at first seems to be a deep sleep. My sleep doesn’t last long and I seemingly awake suddenly to the feeling of hands on both of my arms and legs pinning me down on the bed, I try to scream but I can’t seem to open my mouth so instead I attempt to struggle and thrash around throwing my attacker off of me or just making it too much hassle for them to deal with but again I can’t move. My inability to move or even scream has me more scared than anything in my life and that fear is dialled up even more so when suddenly a dark figure appears in the corner of my vision, I can’t see the figure properly but from what I can see the figure is definitely feminine and definitely not a living human.

I’m certain that bringing that hand stitched and haunted doll into my bedroom and not taking it straight into the safe room with the other haunted objects is what is causing this night terror or sleep paralysis or whatever this is. I curse myself for bringing the doll into my room and also curse the spirit attached to the doll because it is obvious the spirit is what is causing this episode of sleep paralysis as I’ve never experienced it before. I try to close my eyes as the black shadow figure approaches me because for the first time since I was a child I am actually scared of a spirit but again I find myself unable to move and I have to keep my eyes open as the shadow figure approaches me.

I don’t know what this spirit is doing or what it has in mind as it stands at the side of my bed looming above me and looking down at me but then the shadow figure starts to shimmer. The spirit starts to change within the shimmer and I have to watch as it starts to morph from a full black shadow figure into what appears to be a girl, the girl spirit looks a lot like the doll with long wavy black hair and piercing icy blue eyes. This new form of the spirit can only be described as beautiful with her icy blue eyes and pale skin contrasting with her pitch black hair, she has soft facial features that give her a kind of innocent appearance but that innocence is ruined by the fact that she is naked showing off a large pair of boobs that has me feeling both jealous and slightly aroused.

The spirit seems to know that I am feeling a little bit aroused because she smiles down at me with an almost teasing and sexual smile that has my heart racing in a completely new way. That erotically teasing smile and the new sense of arousal I feel seem to change everything about this encounter as the hands that had been pinning down my arms and legs now release some of their pressure and start to rub and massage the same limbs that they had been restraining only moments ago. The sensation of these invisible hands massaging my bare flesh is actually a rather pleasurable feeling even if I am still unable to move, then the spirit increases its attention with another pair of hands joining the pair already massaging my legs so now I have hands massaging both my lower legs and my thighs in a way that I’m sure would have me moaning softly if I could actually make a sound.

The spirit doesn’t stop with just massaging my arms and legs and I feel more hands touching me with a pair of hands suddenly touching my stomach massaging and lightly trailing over me. Hands suddenly start touching my boobs too with one on each of my breasts massaging and manipulating my chest in a way that would definitely have me moaning in pleasure if I could. The hands on my thighs start to make their way higher and higher as the hands on my tits increases their efforts until they are teasing around the outside of my vagina in the most erotic encounter I’ve ever experienced and making me wish that they would cover that last little distance and actually touch my pussy.

My wish is granted a moment later but not by the hands that are already on my thighs but by a new hand that traces my pussy lips making me realise that I am dripping wet as the new hand spreads my juices around my pussy. The fingers of the new hand have made a few circles around my pussy and I’m desperate for them to pay attention to my clit or even penetrate me but they don’t what does happen is a new sensation on both of my nipples which can only be described as a wet tongue circling and flicking over each of my nipples at the same time. The spirit doesn’t need to take the hands away from my boobs as the tongues start playing with my nipples so I have hands massaging my tits at the same time as I have a tongue teasing each of my nipples, that isn’t all though because along with the hands all over the rest of my body a new hand materialises and starts to gently caress my cheek and face.

The feeling of hands on my arms, legs, stomach, face, boobs and pussy along with the tongues on nipples is such an overwhelming and pleasurable feeling that I feel like I am right on the edge of a mind blowing orgasm and need only a small amount of attention on my clit or to just have something penetrate me to push me over the edge. I get what I hope for a second later as the hand circling my pussy suddenly withdraws and I feel something that resembles the dildo in my bedside cabinet push inside my pussy triggering an orgasm so strong that I actually move for the first time since this all started but that movement isn’t any controlled movement but is instead my whole body shaking and vibrating with my orgasm.

My orgasm is so intense that not only does my whole body shake but I start to see stars behind my eyes and feel weak like I am about to pass out but the feeling passes and I come back to my senses with the feeling of lips kissing my own. The stars in my eyes slowly fade away and I see that the spirit of the girl is no longer looming above me while staring down at me but has actually leaned over the bed and is the one kissing me. The kiss is passionate and I feel myself able to move my lips which I willingly part allowing the tongue that had been tracing my lips access into my mouth where it meets my tongue which I can now move and we begin a kind of seductive dance as our tongues swirl around in my mouth.

I can feel the hands continue to massage my different body parts along with the tongues teasing my nipples and the thick penis like appendage buried in my pussy as the spirits and my own tongue dance in our kiss but while I can feel all these sensations I feel another impossible sensation. The impossible sensation I feel is a floating kind of feeling like I am levitating up into the air off of my bed and while I’m thinking about how impossible that is I start to feel new hands on my body. I feel hands running gently up and down my back and hands massaging the back of my thighs but best of all is the feeling of a hand on each of my ass cheeks that roughly squeeze, massage and spread my ass.

The combination of all the feelings all over my body is overwhelming but in the best way possible and I’m sure that if I was able to make a sound then I would be moaning so loud that everyone for a mile around me would hear it. The moment that I think about how pleasurable this all is the penis like appendage buried in my pussy seems to grow in both length and girth until I can feel it pressing against my cervix and spreading me in a way that is slightly painful but also massively pleasurable. I desperately want to moan out my pleasure but can’t as the huge appendage in my pussy starts to move slowly out of me to the point where I feel empty and then moves back inside me a bit quicker until I feel it pushing against my cervix again.

The large appendage starts to speed up until it is fucking me in a way that I’m sure would have my boobs bouncing if they weren’t being manhandled by a pair of hands with tongues also teasing my nipples. I don’t think about why I don’t seem to need to breath as the spirit continues to kiss me passionately with our tongues dancing together as hands seem to touch every inch of my body. I can feel myself climbing towards another orgasm as the thick appendage fucks me deeply stretching my pussy to an almost painful degree and hitting my cervix with each thrust which causes a mix between a little bit of pain and an extreme amount of pleasure.

I can feel myself right on the edge of my second orgasm as the thick appendage hits my cervix with every thrust and I’m sure that any second now it will push me over into my orgasm but that isn’t what triggers my orgasm. The thing that does push me over the edge into a second world shattering orgasm is the sudden presence of a tongue that circles around and then flicks over my clit sending me over the edge into an orgasm that I’m sure would have me screaming out my pleasure if I could actually make a sound. I think that as my entire body shakes and trembles from the intense orgasm I pass out for a moment because everything goes dark even though I am unable to close my eyes and I lose all feeling in my body.

I finally come back to my senses what feels like minutes later and as I do I feel a few things, the thick appendage is still thrusting in and out of me stretching me and hitting my cervix but now instead of just a tongue licking my clit it now feels like a full mouth licking and sucking the button of nerves. I can also feel some new things happening beneath me with two sets of fingers spreading my ass while a pair of hands still groping my ass cheeks but at the same time it feels like a tongue licking around and across my tight virgin asshole. The tongues on my nipples have changed in the same way that the tongue on my clit has and have both become full mouths that now instead of just licking my nipples are also sucking on my nipples as the hands continue to massage and manipulate my tits.

I can feel myself climbing my way back to another orgasm almost as soon as I come back to my senses with all the different sensations I’m feeling making that climb an easy task. The mouths on my nipples along with the tongue teasing my virgin asshole, the mouth and tongue assaulting my clit and the thick appendage slamming into my pussy and hitting my cervix has me right on the edge of another orgasm mere moments after recovering from the last one. The thing that tips me over the edge into my third orgasm is the feeling of a mouth on my neck softly kissing me before sucking on the skin of my neck giving me a slightly painful love bite.

This orgasm isn’t as powerful as the previous two but it does come with the unexpected and previously thought impossible surprise of me squirting. I have seen videos of women squirting but I have never squirted before not even with the help of a vibrator or dildo and never thought that I would be able to so I can’t believe it that a spirit haunting a doll has been able to make me squirt. I can actually feel myself squirting with my juices forcing themselves out from around the thick appendage that has buried itself as far inside me as it can giving me an amazing full feeling as waves of pleasure sweep through my body.

My orgasm doesn’t last long and again when I come down from it the spirit changes things up and the tongue licking and teasing my asshole is replaced by what feels like a slick and lubricated finger. The wet finger applies pressure to my tight virgin hole and I know what is coming next, I’m scared about this because I’ve never even thought about putting anything in my ass and never really wanted to either. I’m glad that I’m unable to move because I’m sure that I would be tensing up right now as the wet finger circles my ass applying slightly more pressure with each rotation, I know that if I was able to tense up then what is coming next would hurt so I hope that I can’t because then it won’t hurt.

I feel so scared as the soaked finger stops circling my ass and starts to apply pressure until slowly but surely it pushes inside me. I think that all of the other things being done to me at the same time distracts me enough that I only feel a slight bit of pain as the finger pushes inside me. The pain isn’t too strong but it is enough to send a new kind of electric shock through my body bringing my body to a new height of sensitivity, I had been getting used to and almost numb to the hands, lips and tongues all over my body but that little shock of pain has made it so I can feel everything again but even more intense than before. The way I feel right now has me once again on the verge of another orgasm and as the finger in my ass slowly starts to sink deeper inside me I experience another shaking orgasm that leaves me feeling like I’m about to black out.

There are two sensations that bring me back from the edge of blacking out, one of those feelings is the mouth on my neck kissing and softly biting around my neck and across my collarbone, the other feeling is the penis like appendage in my pussy and the finger like appendage in my ass starting to fuck me. The feelings I’m experiencing are so overwhelming with my body being mauled, massaged, kissed, licked, bitten and fucked that I don’t think I would be able to moan even if I could, I feel like the only sound I would be able to make around the tongue and lips of the girls spirit is a choked groaning like sound.

I am still experiencing the aftershocks of my last orgasm but with everything happening to me I’m already starting the climb towards another orgasm. I don’t know how I have already experienced four orgasms and can still be conscious and building towards a fifth. I’m sure that if this was real and not a result of some weird dream then I probably would have lost consciousness fully and be unresponsive to what was happening to me or begging for mercy and not to have another orgasm. This is a dream though and I can feel myself wanting more, another four orgasms, another ten, I don’t want this to end, I feel like a being made out of pure sexual desire and lust like I could stay right here like this having orgasm after orgasm until the world ends or I do.

The climb towards my fifth orgasm doesn’t last long with hands caressing, massaging and mauling seemingly ever inch of my body, the lips and tongues teasing my nipples and clit while also teasing and bruising my neck with kisses and love bites, there is also the lips and tongue of the spirit girl who’s tongue dances with my own as we share a passionate kiss that seems to last eternity. The thick penis like appendage stretching my pussy and hitting my cervix with every thrust combines with the finger like appendage in my ass so that at least one is buried deep inside me when the other isn’t and then after a few thrusts both plunging inside me at the same time. I can hear wet slurping type noises as the appendages assault both of my holes, I can feel the penis like appendage rubbing against my g spot with every thrust and the finger like appendage scraping at the wall between my pussy and ass like it wants to slowly wear the skin down until it is inside my pussy too.

My fifth orgasm is the strongest so far and while my while body shakes and convulses I can feel myself squirting again, my juices forcing themselves around the penis like appendage and firing out of my pussy like I’m trying to paint the bedroom walls with my girl cum. My body is still shaking and I’ve barely come down from my orgasm when another one barrels into me sending wave after wave of almost agonising pleasure through my body, my orgasms at this point are equal parts pain and pleasure with my pussy feeling sore and stretched and my body being stimulated to the point where every touch, every little movement feels like bolts of lightning hitting me.

I think that I experience another four or five orgasms in the same way with one rolling pretty much straight into the next but it gets hard to keep track and could be much more as my body feels like one big orgasm machine and I feel dizzy and on the edge of blacking out. I think that if I was able to make a sound then I would be begging and pleading for no more orgasms but I can’t and I’m sure that even if I could I wouldn’t be able to say anything and would just be making low groaning sounds unable to vocalise my need for this to end or even just to have a break.

The dream ends abruptly as one moment I’m experiencing yet another orgasm coming straight off the back of another again not coming all the way down from the previous orgasm, the next moment I’m slowly waking up with sunlight peeking through my curtains. I’m usually horny in the mornings to the point where I have my alarm set for earlier than I need just so I can get myself off before getting out of bed or in the shower but today I don’t feel like that at all, I actually feel sexually satisfied like I’ve already had a great orgasm. I don’t understand why I feel satisfied with the dream I had during the night I should be feeling more horny and turned on than I usually would, I’ve had dreams less intense and arousing than that one that have left me hurrying to grab my dildo or slipping my hand under my t shirt and panties but today I don’t feel that way.

I don’t feel much as I come awake almost like my body is numb but then I stretch on the bed and multiple sensations make themselves known, sensations I have never experienced before. The first sensation that I notice is a pain in my pussy, a kind of soreness and a feeling like I am gaping open as if I’ve had something big inside me, the second sensation is a similar feeling to the one in my pussy but including more pain and is in my ass. The feelings in my ass and pussy open the floodgates and suddenly I’m feeling different sensations all across my body, my arms and legs feel relaxed and like my muscles are made of jelly, my neck stings in little spots, my ass and tits feel like they have been mauled and my nipples are tingling in a way I’ve never felt before.

“No, surely that wasn’t all real.” I say softly to myself with the feelings in my body making me start to doubt that what I experienced last night was actually a dream.

The idea that a spirit was not only able to touch me but do so much to me and make me orgasm a countless number of times terrifies me because what else would it be able to do to me if it wanted to. I sit up on the bed feeling amazing and sexually satisfied beyond my wildest dreams but also feeling uneasy and honestly scared of the spirit and the doll it is attached to, I feel even more scared when I look over at the chest of drawers where I set the doll before going to bed and see that it is no longer there. I start to panic when I see that the doll is no longer where I left it making me jump up out of bed where I hear a soft dull thud at the end of the bed, I walk around to the end of the bed and there on the floor is the doll looking like it had fallen off of the bed as I jumped up.

“What the actual fuck.” I gasp in shock and fear as I look down on the hand stitched doll with the idea that last night had been reality and not a dream seeming more and more like a fact.

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how a woman and her half sister, learned to love each other

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she was my sister, i kept repeating that…. i had to… She and i would take a shower together, and i would watch the water slide off her tall, tanned body. she had perky breasts with small round nipples, a big bubbly butt that shook, and quivered every time she moved. she was a foot taller then me, with shoulder length jet black hair. she shaved her pussy, and it was so compact, and tight, and looked so delicious…

she’s my sister…
she’s my sister…
she’s my sister…

She and i had become closer over the past few months. she shared with me that her and her boyfriend had an open relationship, because she was Bi, so i had to confess that my husband and i were open for the same reason. she and i lived in two completely different states, so when she said something about coming for a visit, my heart leaped, because i did love my half sister, and because she had been the point of a shared fantasy between my husband and I for months.

she came alone, because her boy friend couldn’t get off work, and she left the kids with him, so after a day of talking about family this and that, my husband came up with the idea of introducing her to a good friend of ours, who just happened to be a stripper, who just happened to be working that night. she smiled because she hadn’t been in a strip club for years, and had never went with her little sister.

as we walked into the club i heard a voice yell out, “Jon, Jessica! over here!” it was Mandy, my favorite stripper that had grown to be a close friend, i smiled and took my sister by the hand and led her over to her. Mandy hugged me, and i felt the pressure of her large breasts against my face like always. Mandy was just so much taller than me. “Mandy, this is my sister, Ronda.” the shook hands, and that’s when i noticed, that my sister, could have nearly been an identical twin to Mandy, instantly, my mind flashed with thoughts of us three naked in bed, rubbing each other, and me sliding my tongue over Ronda’s tight pussy…. SHE’S MY SISTER…..

“You ok babe?” Jon put his hand on my shoulder and guided me to a seat, i had shook off the mental image for now, but i could feel my thighs getting moist from the heat i was putting off. my sister was just so beautiful in the black-lights, she had her hair in a ponytail, and i could see the glowing white of her bra through her shirt. the music pounded, and she, as she always did, stood up and swayed back and forth, i have no idea who was on stage, but i do know Ronda was wearing a black thong.

” NOW COMING TO THE STAGE, MANDY”

I snapped out of it, and watched Mandy get down to nothing but a g-string, I gave her a dollar, and as always she lifted my shirt, for the whole room to see my breasts, but something different happened, i heard a voice yell. “oh yeah Jessica, work it girl.” and i felt a soft hand reach around from behind, cup my breasts and shake them, and then squeeze my nipples, my pussy throbbed as i flooded under my skirt.

i turned and looked, and my sister was laughing and smiling. she lifted her shirt, and turned to show the crowd, so i took the opportunity, and ran my arms around her and cupped her beautiful breasts and shook them, and rubbed her nipples. i could hear a roar from the crowd telling me they liked it, but i felt a shiver run through her… i think she liked it too…

during the night, my husband had found, as he likes to call them, thick fun lady, and began talking, it was looking like he was going home with her, leaving my sister and me alone for the night. i bought her a lap dance, and got me one from my usual girl, Mandy, but i couldn’t take my eyes off my sister. Mandy noticed, and just smiled at me and said, “you two are HALF sisters, and i can tell, she’s wet as hell. Take her home Jessica, she’s needing some help tonight.” i shook and smiled. she is my sister, but, i don’t think i had ever wanted another woman more, than i wanted her.

she had been drinking at the club, and she giggled and talked dirty about what she’d do with more than a few girls down at the club. Jon had promised to take some pic’s of his “date” with his phone, and that left Ronda and me all alone. she was giggling about one stripper named Taylor, speaking people, and i blurted out. ” well I’d love to run my tongue over Mandy’s pussy.” she stopped laughing, and smiled. “you know, i realized how much she looks like me, but i bet her pussy isn’t as tight as mine.” she laughed loud at that, and i spoke without thinking, “I’d love to find out..” her mouth dropped open, and she blushed.

we rode without speaking for the next 10 minutes. she sat in the car for a few seconds longer when we pulled into the driveway, i walked over to her side and opened her door and gave her my hand, she took it and stood up, and looked into my eyes, differently than she had before. she was so beautiful in the moon light, a slight wind blew her hair off her shoulders, she had lost her hair tie in the car somewhere. she took a step forward, and put her arms around me, and squeezed me, and whispered in my ear, ” tonight was awesome, I’ve really missed you.” i squeezed her back and said, “me too.” without thinking i pulled back, and looked into her eyes, i moved forward, and she kissed me…

i pushed her onto the hood of the car, as our tongues moved over each others. her skirt was soft and warm, i slid my hand under it, and over her thighs. i let the tips of my fingers just barely touched hey soft wet lips. she stood back up and pulled off her thong, and raised her shirt, i pushed her back to the hood, and slid a finger inside her tight wet pussy, i could feel her flooding her sweet pussy juice all over the hood, i lowered my head to her breasts, and began licking gently on her nipple, as she moaned. i stood up straight, and kissed her deeply, and put pressure on her, making her lay down on the hood. her legs had goosebumps from the cool night air, and her beautiful pussy just oozed with sweet juice. i kissed her knee, and ran my tongue up her inner thigh, stopping right before i touched her pussy, i was half afraid to when Ronda moaned out, ” please Jessica, don’t tease me, taste me.”

i shivered, as i slid my tongue over her slit, tasting her warm juices for the first time. i licked deeply and quickly. she nearly screamed out, as i found out, that she was a squirter. she flooded the front of my shirt, and it made me cum just feeling her warm girl jizz all over me. she stood up, and turned around, “do you like my ass Jessica?” i smiled and pushed her face down onto the hood. i smacked her ass and watched it jiggle, i bent down and kissed her right cheek, and i slid two fingers deep into her slit. i worked her G-spot and it made her buck and kick, and it made her beautiful ass shake with every movement of my finger. the moon light on her shaking ass was too much for me to take, i kissed the small of her back and said ” we have to go inside, i’ve got some things i want to do to you.”

we went straight to the bed room, where i took out a few of my toys, and pushed her back onto the bed, she gasped as i slid a toy slowly inside her tight pussy, i loved watching her tits shake as she shivered. for a while i just worked her over with my toy and watcher her beautiful face and body react. her tits shook and bounced as she gasped when she was about to orgasm, and she would smile, and close her eyes when i slowly slid it out and then slammed it back into her beautiful hole. but i couldn’t watch her forever, i just had to taste my sisters cunt, again. as i slid the toy out slowly, and then back in, i leaned down, and ran my tongue over her clit. instantly she gushed out, and flooded a giant wet spot on the bed. i began licking deeply as i slammed the toy harder and faster into my sisters wet slit.

she leaned her head up, and open her beautiful eyes, and smiled. she pushed the toy away, pulled me on top of her. as we kissed she began rubbing my clit. she whispered, “let me go get my bag, i brought my favorite toy, and i want to share it with you.” i smiled, and rolled off of her, she got up and bounced into the living room, with her ass shaking along behind her. i closed my eyes and pinched myself to see if i was dreaming, but i wasn’t, this was one of the greatest nights of my life. just then, she reappeared, holding a pink thing. it took me a few moments, but i realized it was a feeldoe. i had only seen one online, and thought it would be amazing to have one, leave it up to my sexy sister to have one. she threw it on the bed, and i looked at it, as she kissed my thigh, i wasn’t expecting that, so i let out a loud moan, and she began sucking my clit and quickly slid two fingers inside, and i exploded, gushing all over her arm and face. she said, “hell yeah bitch.” and i came again. she stopped sucking my clit, and worked one more finger in, and then another, and then, i could feel her pushing her whole hand in. i love to be fisted, and she has small hands, that fit inside me perfectly. she worked me hard and fast as she kissed my thigh. my eyes rolled into the back of my head as she pounded away, but all of a sudden it stopped, and i opened my eyes to see my sister about to sit on my face. i grabbed her hips, and ran my tongue over her slit, just as she did the same to me.

i could feel her warm tongue sliding in and around my clit and slit. and it only made me suck and lick her just that much faster and harder. i buried my face between the glistening slits of my sisters pussy, and lost all other thoughts. i didn’t even notice she had stopped licking my pussy, till she said, ” ok Jessica, on your knees.” i got up and quickly got on my hands and knees, and she mounted me doggy style with her feeldoe, i could hear her moaning, as she slid it in and out, i knew i was about to cum, and i think she could tell it too, because she slapped my ass hard, pulled my hair, and said, “cum on this hard cock you slut.” it was too much, i came so hard it nearly pushed the toy out of my pussy, but she just grabbed my hips, and worked it back in. she fucked me and spanked me, and scratched my back till i passed out from the pleasure. when i woke up, she had her arms around me, i looked at her beautiful face, and kissed her lips. she woke up and smiled, and said, “to think, tomorrow night, your husbands going to be home, i bet he’d enjoy being in between us, don’t you?” i smiled and nodded, and kissed her again. tonight was amazing, but tomorrow, was going to be mind blowing…..

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Visit http://nightboyart.blogspot.com/ for more. This was a short story I wrote for DarknestFantasyErotica and is set in the Warcraft universe.

Orgrimmar was nice in the spring. Cool wind from off the coast of Durotar wafted down through the valleys of the city, bringing fresh air to the urban Horde. Ziega took a deep breath, and let out a sigh of dissapointment. It still smelled like a city. A clean city, yes, but with little of the soothing life she was used to.

Still, Ziega spread her thoughts, touching Air with a wordless note of gratitude.

When, for the first time in her adult life, Ziega had left the wilds, she had trekked to the great city. She hadn’t seen civilization since she was a small child, nor a single sentient soul since her mother died eight years before. The spetacular sight of so much built had awed her deeply.

Even more than the buildings, were the people. So many Ziega couldn’t even think of the word for a big enough number. It scared her, but her fear was soon replaced with mere uncertainty. Everyone seemed to ignore everyone else. Jostled by her very first crowd, Ziega had felt more alone than she had in the wilds.

She also noticed that when certain people in the crowd brushed by her, mostly young female orcs like Ziega, she felt a strange urge deep in her gut to keep touching them. Surprised by the strange sensation, it took Ziega quite a while to figure out that what she was experiencing was attraction.

Ziega’s mother had taught her about sex, of course. She had shown Ziega what a kiss was and how to perform one. She had taught Ziega how to use her fingers to evoke pleasue from the soft flesh between her legs, and about how a male and a female could merge their bodies into a harmony of creation.

Not thinking clearly, Ziega had reached out and groped one of these passers-by, and had been punched in the face by a smooth blue fist that belonged to the tall troll woman Ziega had grabbed, and then dragged off the street and thrown against the wall of a building.

“Wha’joo be tryin’ ta steal wi’ those grubby lil han’s, girl?” The troll had hissed.

Ziega, who had taken much much worse abuse at the impartial hands of gravity alone, wasn’t hurt, but she was a bit stunned. “I wasn’t! I didn’t mean to,” Ziega had stuttered.

The troll had glared at her with anger, hand tightening around Ziega’s neck, but Ziega’s fear and innocence had been real and the troll must have seen that, because she eventually slackened her grip and asked, “Wha’did’joo mean by it, then?”

Ziega had felt herself blush. “I just… couldn’t help myself.”

The troll’s hand had been gentle against Ziega’s neck, then, almost a caress. To Ziega, who had been alone her entire adolescence, being touched anywhere by someone else was just as much of a shock as the troll grabbing her breast or her crotch would have been. The trolls hand and fingers felt alive on Ziega’s skin, and it didn’t matter that those strong blue fingers were curled around her neck. No part of Ziega’s body was used to that feeling. It made her chest flutter and her loins swell with moisture.

The troll’s expression had softened as she had read mere embarrassment and lust on Ziega’s face. Eyes full of understanding, she had released Ziega and told her about a place some called the Greatmother’s Brothel.

“If joo got ta gold, most a’ da girls’ll take a female custa’ma,” the troll had told Ziega, winking. “Migh’ even give ah cute virgin like joo a discount. Heheh.”

Ziega had glanced down, squeezing her legs together, deeply surprised at how strong the feeling of being touched by another living person had been, and when she looked up, the troll had disappeared into the crowd.

Feeling a little overwhelmed, Ziega had searched out a place to be alone, settling down with her back to a large rock in a small, shaded alcove near a decorative pond. Thoughts of the troll’s touch whirled around with thoughts of what the troll had told her and vague memories of things her mother had taugh her, mutating in her mind into fantasies of sex. Of another woman’s breast squishing into her own, of exploring those breasts with her hands and lips while fingers not her own probbed at her gaping, needful nethers.

Ziega’s hands had rubbed over the the soft green skin of her belly and hips, quickly slipping downward into her furs and through her folds, fingers digging urgently inward, stroking her hole and sliding up to her clit. She had used both hands, one in front, one from behind, so she could rub her clit and bury a few fingers in her cunt at the same time.

The blurry, indistinct fantasy had played through her head, unrefined but powerful. In what had seemed like no time at all, Ziega had came, head thrown back in a breathless whimper as her loins clamped down on her fingers and pleasure blossomed upward from her groin.

In the few weeks since then, Ziega had been visiting the Greatmother’s Brothel, just sitting around on the comfortable chairs and watching or listening, sometimes having shy conversations with other patrons or the working girls when they weren’t busy with something or someone else.

She had expressed her desire to hire one of the servicers to give her her first sexual experience, and while they had encouraged Ziega, they always seemed to distracted to talk terms with other more outspoken patrons competing for their attention. Ziega was still a little unsure which girl she wanted to hire, though, so for the time being she was more or less content with simply visiting the tavern, and exploring the magnificent and seemingly magical bathhouse.

Being able to clean herself with hot water for the first time in her life was very enjoyable, even if she was starting to get a little frustrated that her own hand was still the only thing that had ever been amidst her netherlips. It was becoming difficult to watch the others fondling each other, a hollow ache bubbling up in the pit of her stomach when Ziega snapped back to reality after letting herself fantasize about hands and lips and breasts rubbing on her body.

Dressed in her usual furs, consisting of a wide belt of black fur worn over the shoulder that completely covered her right breast, a thin strap of lighter leather that only covered the nipple of her left breast, and the leggings that consisted of a loincloth sown to a pair of thigh-wraps along the inside of her legs and a narrow strip of thicker black fur than hung in front, Ziega made her way back to the Nest, as Greatmother Arjah’s establishment was affectionately nicknamed.

Cutting through an alley to get away from the crowds, Ziega found her way blocked by three shadowed figures. A large cowering figure was whimpering in pain as the other two stood over them.

Ziega felt her pulse pick up as she inched closer.

“No, I won’t,” the victim sobbed in a deep but very feminine voice.

“Yes. You will. Answer me,” the larger of the other two figures growled.

Close enough to see now, Ziega froze, eyes going wide. A battered female tauren huddled on the ground under the burning, litereally burning, eyes of a cowled male orc. Beside the orc–Ziega’s eyes widened even more–was a beautiful naked woman with demonic features. A succubus.

The orc raised a fist, shimmering with dark energy. Before he could strike the tauren again, though, the succubus turned her grinning face towards Ziega. Ziega gasped and the succubus giggled. The orc glanced up and said, “Get rid of the girl,” and didn’t spare Ziega another thought.

Frozen with a sort of numb fear, Ziega forgot all about calling the elements or fleeing. She could do nothing but keep her eyes locked on the bouncing, nude body of the succubus as it pranced toward her. Ziega’s eyes followed the succubus’ hand as the demon reached out and lightly caressed Ziega’s face. She shivered as tendrils of warmth seemed to writhe outward from the contact points.

The succubus’ eyes widened with glee. “Ooh! A virgin! And not just a virgin, but touch-starved as well!” the demon giggled. “Too bad master wants you gone. I could have so much fun with you. Oh well.”

A rolling burst of energy seemed to travel into Ziega’s body from the succubus’ fingers. Ziega gasped, falling to her knees as a powerful orgasm tore through her. As the pleasure faded, Ziega felt something else happening between her legs. Something terrifying.

Not even caring that the succubus was watching with enjoyment, Ziega shoved her leggings down over her hips, exposing her crotch. Ziega screamed at what she saw. Her flesh down there was melting. Roiling together and changing. Her sex was gone!

But it wasn’t gone. It was changing. As the outer skin smoothed down, Ziega’s clit began to grow. She felt churning in her gut like something was trying to burrow out of her vanished vagina. Her clit was still growing, retaining a distinct shape but swelling in size. It was already longer than a finger and twice as thick.

Ziega could only watch in horror as the new appendage continued to get bigger and bigger while the burrowing sensation in her gut reached the loose, silky skin where her precious hole used to be. A slit appeared at the end of the thick shaft that used to be Ziega’s clit as it finally stopped growing. The burrowing sensation stopped too, as two round organs dropped into the loose skin under the shaft.

Staring mutely at the hard shaft and hanging balls, Ziega was in shock. She knew what she was looking at. She’d never seen any this close, nor ever felt any burning desire to, but she could still recognize male genitalia.

“Ooh that looks inviting,” the succubus cooed. “But if I fucked you that would break the curse!”

Ziega’s head snapped up. “Curse?” she asked desperately, hands hovering around her new cock, afraid to touch it.

The succubus giggled evily again. “O’course. It’ll only break if you have sex.”

“But I’m… I can’t…” Ziega whimpered, looking down at the throbbing shaft once more.

“Now get gone before I do something else to you,” the succubus sighed.

Recoiling in fear, Ziega stumbled to her feet, pulling her leggings up. She gasped as the supple leather rubbed up the underside of her shaft. Hands trembling, she managed to get her leggings on, but had to pull them up a lot further than usual to cover the head of the throbbing phalus. Once it was covered and hidden by the thick strip of fur on the front of the garment, Ziega turned and ran.

Ziega stumbled as she went, in an agony of pleasure as her cock rubbed on the inside of her leggings and the crotch of the garment squeezed up bewteen her balls. She only made it far enough to be sure she was out of danger from the warlock before she had to stop and slump down with her back to the rocky wall.

She pushed her leggins down again, moaning as her new cock bounced free and her bare butt landed on the stone ledge running along the base of the building. Less than a minute of running had brought her close to orgasm. Unable to think to do anything else, Ziega tentativly grasped the thick flesh with both hands. Her cock throbbed, sending a wave of orgasmic need pulsing through her.

Groaning, Ziega tightened her grip on the shaft and began to stroke it, panting as her hands moved up and down the warm rod. It only took four strokes to bring the burning need to a crest. Ziega grunted as the orgasm took her, the thick shaft spasming in her grip and pumping gobs of white goo into the air as her hips jerked upward. Somehow she had the presense of mind to aim so her cum all landed on the ground and not on her.

But even before the last pleasureable spasm, Ziega could tell something was wrong. She didn’t feel relieved. The throbbing shaft wasn’t getting soft either. If anything, she felt hornier. Moaning with frustration, Ziega wrapped her hands around her cock again and gave it a few more firm strokes.

“Auah uuh!” Ziega gasped as another orgasm pulsed through her after only three strokes, spurting more cum into the alley.

Breathing hard, Ziega whimpered as again the orgasm seemed to have the opposite effect that one usually did. Her cock throbbed, hard as ever. With a cry of frustration, Ziega attacked the heavy phalus, determined to sate the throbbing need this time.

Unfortunately, after only two jerks, she orgasmed again. She forced her hands to keep moving this time, stroking the shaft with fervor as her body writhed in orgasm after orgasm. She moaned deeply, continuing to automatically move her hands, each haphazard jerk producing another orgasm and a second’s relief.

The alley arround her was splattered with more white cum than it seemed possible was in her body when Ziega finally forced herself to stop. She stared at the pulsing shaft and heaved a sob of frustration. The succbus had told her, hadn’t it? Only sex would break the curse.

Tears spilled down Ziega’s cheeks as more sobs of frustration shook her. She’d wanted sex from the moment she’d thought of it, but she still hadn’t been able to have it yet. How was she supposed to now? The Nest. It was her only hope.

Gritting her teeth, Ziega lurched to her feet. She grasped her cock again, and all she had to do was squeeze firmly, once, and her cock spasmed, setting her body awash with pleasure and making her knees tremble. That orgasm wasn’t any more helpful than the previous ones, though.

With another sob of frustration, Ziega pulled her leggings up. Bracing herself for the pleasurable agony, she set off at a determined pace. After only ten steps, she came again. Her cock strained against the leather of Ziega’s leggings, spraying her belly button with hot, gooey cum.

Ziega stumbled, supressing a moan, but she kept going. She wasn’t that far from the Nest. She could make it.

Her cum was shockingly warm as it trickled down her shaft. This didn’t help. The warmth combined with the lubricating effect the cum had between her flesh and the leather of her leggings only served to create a more pleasurable trap for Ziega’s new appendage.

With each orgasm, the additional cum created an even more wet and squishy environment inside Ziega’s leggings. She had to stop and hold still every few steps just to keep from falling down in the thrall of a continuous chain of orgasms.

Her lurching, half-strides finally brought her to the door of the Nest. Ziega wrenched the door open and stumbled inside, gasping, “Help!”

Ziega looked around wildly and spotted the muscular and busty orc Grenka alone behind the bar. She was wearing only a brawler’s harness that covered her crotch, belly-button, breasts, and not much else. Ziega had spoken briefly to the talented bartender, and had found the other orc to be a genuine and frank, if somewhat simple, woman.

Desperate eyes locking onto the scantily clad orc, Ziega lurched forward, swallowing a moan as her cock spasmed again. Grenka looked up with surprise, gasping softly at Ziega’s disheveled appearance.

Digging blindly for her money sack, Ziega stumbled across the room, gasping, “Help! Been Cu-ursed! Ne-eed… you!”

As Ziega collided with the bar, upending her sack of coins on the polished countertop, Grenka leaped backwards, looking startled. “A curse? Don’t get it on me!”

The other patrons, some sitting at tables enjoying drinks, others cuddled up on the cushy sofas and armchairs, all gaped at Ziega as she whimpered in clear distress, sagging against the bartop.

“N-not contageous!” Ziega gasped, reaching pleadingly for Grenka, trembling from yet another orgasm.

The nearly-nude orc’s expression quickly shifted to one of concern and uncertainty. “Well, in that case… but I don’t know anything about magic.”

Swallowing another moan, Ziega took a deep breath and said in a rush, “Don’t need to. Curse needs woman to break it. Tried myself. Couldn’t. Need you. Please!”

Grenka nodded. “Okay. Don’t worry. I’ll help you.” She hopped gracefully over the bar, landing next to Ziega. Grenka gently grabbed the more slender orc girl and tried to help her stand.

Grenka’s warm hands on the bare skin of Ziega’s shoulders sent twin shocks of warmth creeping through her body. She gritted her teeth through another moan, falling into Grenka’s arms as her cock spasmed in it’s gooey prison.

“What do you need?” Grenka asked, catching Ziega’s weight and scooping the lighter orc up into her arms.

Ziega hadn’t had so much as a hug in eight long years, and now this warm and fleshy woman who wasn’t wearing much at all was carrying her like a bride. Another orgasm made her body jerk in Grenka’s arms. Ziega gasped, “T-take me-ee upstairs.”

“Upstairs?”

“Y-yes,” Ziega forced out in a strained mumble. “O-only sex wi-ill break the cur-urse!”

“Oh!” Grenka exclaimed, nodding. “Let’s go, then!”

The other orc carried Ziega swiftly up the stairs and into one of the rooms, kicking the door shut behind her.

“This is my room. Nice huh?” Grenka asked as she set Ziega down on the bed.

Ziega nodded mutely as she was set down and flopped limply back onto the bed. Laying flat made the prominent bulge at Ziega’s crotch distinctly visible, and Grenka eyed it with surprise and interest as she dropped her harness to the floor and climbed naked onto the bed.

With a moan, Ziega’s hips gyrated softly, and Grenka saw the bulge pulsate visibly. The curvier orc’s hands went to the fastenings on Ziega’s furs, starting at the top and working her way down. Ziega’s urgency was too much for a slow undressing, though, and she shoved Grenka’s hands down towards her leggings while her own hands scrambled at her chest.

Ziega yanked the fur off, baring her firm, ample cleavage as Grenka gasped in surprise at what she found when she pulled Ziega’s leggings down. A deluge of gooey white cum splooshed out over Ziega’s hips as her pulsing cock bounced up, and the inside of her leathers were completely caked with the stuff.

“Oh my,” Grenka breathed, eyeing the big, creamy shaft.

Wasting no time, Grenka swung her leg over Ziega’s chest and bent forward on her hands and knees. The larger orc’s voluptuous breasts swung down, grazing lightly over Ziega’s belly as her smooth, puffy slit hovered over Ziega’s face, already glistening wetly.

Ziega came again when Grenka’s fingers encircled the base of her cock, splashing cum off Grenka’s parted lips which were less than an inch from the tip of Ziega’s throbbing organ. Ziega’s head lolled on the bed as her body twitched and trembled under the larger orc, submerged in a tempest of pleasure now that Grenka’s eager lips had closed over Ziega’s spurting cockhead.

“Mmmmphf!” Grenka exclaimed, wriggling on top of the smaller, thrashing orc as her mouth filled with cum. Her tongue slathered around the pulsing head, collecting as much of the gooey substance as it could, but Ziega’s eldritch erection just kept ejaculating. Try as she might, Grenka couldn’t swallow fast enough to keep the copious flows of cum from spilling passed her lips and down the afflicted orc’s shaft.

Lost in something close to orgasmic oblivion, Ziega only then first noticed the juicy green cunt dripping onto her face. It was hairless and shapely, with the glistening pinkish inner folds blooming between the bulging outer lips. Eyes momentarily snapping into focus on that engorged flesh, Ziega lurched upwards with a cry of desire and mashed her mouth into those hot, yielding netherlips.

Ziega didn’t really have any idea what she was doing, but she was far to consumed by the orgasmic storm of pleasure to care. Thought and inhibition couldn’t exist with constant orgasm obliterating everything but pleasure. In a fervor, Ziega ground her face into Grenka’s pussy, kissing and licking and sucking, her gasping breaths breaking across Grenka’s wet flesh as the other orc’s feminine juices painted Ziega’s face from chin to forhead, dripping all the way to Ziega’s ears.

Grenka moaned happily around Ziega’s thickness, her strong and agile tongue lapping forcefully at the head of Ziega’s throbbing shaft as it pumped a seemingly never-ending stream of cum into Grenka’s mouth, most of which spilled down Ziega’s cock and flowed out over the smaller orc’s hips, onto her belly, and down between her legs. Not having noticed that Ziega’s cock had already produced more cum than could possibly have been present in Ziega’s body, Grenka continued to lap at the hot, gooey meat in an eager effort to suck it dry.

Even though the only stimulation her own sex had recieved was the haphazard grinding against Ziega’s face, Grenka felt the teasing waves of pleasure claw through her body that indicated she was close to an orgasm of her own. Her hips gyrated as she sucked on Ziega’s cumming cock, mashing her pussy harder into the slender orc’s face, but Ziega suddenly wrenched herself away from Grenka’s wanton loins, gasping.

“No-ot work-king!” Ziega cried, forcing the words out through the constant orgasmic convulsions. “Mouth w-wont brea-ake the curse!”

Grenka lifted her mouth off of Ziega’s cock to ask what the smaller orc wanted her to do, and immediately got a face full of cum. She was still holding Ziega’s cock by the base, and at this point any stimulation at all would make Ziega cum. Spluttering, Grenka quickly pointed the thick shaft at her chest and squished her breasts down around it. The creamy shaft continued to throb violently against Grenka’s chest as it was enveloped by her breasts, spraying globs of cum in between Grenka and Ziega’s bellies.

Having the larger orc’s warm weight squish down on her was another whole new set of sensations for Ziega, her thoughts fogging over with pleasure again. It didn’t take long for Grenka to decide that a simple good hard fuck would be the thing to do next, and lift herself up off of Ziega.

Losing the blissful envelopment of Grenka’s body on hers was enough that Ziega actually stopped cumming for several seconds and was able to focus on the other orc as Grenka turned herself around, restraddling Ziega so they were facing each other. Grenka grinned at Ziega as she positioned herself over the smaller orc’s momentarily calm erection.

As soon as Ziega took in the sight of Grenka’s cunt slowly descending towards her eldritch appendage, and the thought crossed her mind that she was about to feel that hot hole engulf the oversensitive flesh, Ziega started cumming again.

Cum shot up and splashed off of Grenka’s netherlips an instant before they gave way to Ziega’s tip and the subsequent spurts of cum dissapeared into Grenka’s sultry tunnel as her well-lubricated flesh slid down Ziega’s throbbing shaft. Ziega thrashed beneath the larger orc, gasping moans punctuating every breath as pleasure stronger than anything that had come before washed over her.

Grenka bottomed out quickly, her loins mashing down around the base of Ziega’s pulsing cock, moaning deeply as Ziega’s cum pelted her cervix. Waisting no time, Grenka leaned down on top of Ziega and rode her enthusiastically, grinding her clit on Ziega’s pelvis as she went down on her elbows and kissed the other orc hard. Her tongue speared sloppily into Ziega’s mouth and the smaller orc spasmed, throwing her arms around Grenka’s back and clutching her so tightly that their breasts mashed together with enough force to squirt Ziega’s previously deposited cum out from between them.

Grenka came, screaming her pleasure into Ziega’s mouth as their bucking bodies slapped wetly together and Grenka’s squelching walls gripped spasmodically at the hard, pulsing phalus they enveloped. Grenka didn’t slow down her undulating and built up to a second orgasm within moments.

Sucking on Grenka’s tongue despite the somewhat unpleasant taste of the male cum she had produced and clutching the other orc as tightly as ever, Ziega finally felt relief as the fel magic ruptured. The time between each orgasmic spasm increased until, with one last spurt of cum, Ziega’s eldritch erection went still and started to fade.

Grenka broke the kiss to catch her breath as she trembled in the wake of her double-orgasm. Her eyes widened in surprise when she felt Ziega’s cock continue to shrink passed flacid and disappear entirely. Ziega was frozen, relief washing over her as she felt the transformation reverse.

Her testicles retreated into her body, burrowing upwards. The skin around them folded in on itself, flowing inwards and changing into the muscular walls of her vagina, while the outter skin swelled up around the base of her cock, which was shrinking back into her and morphing into her clit.

“Huh?” Grenka lifted herself up a little bit, looking down between their bodies with mild confusion.

Ziega lurched up, staring desparately down between their cum-soaked breasts and bellies. There it was, the orifice between her legs she knew and loved. She was back to normal. With a cry of joy, Ziega burried her head in Grenka’s shoulder and started sobbing, tears of relief spilling from her shut eyelids.

“Oh honey,” the heavier orc cooed, sitting back on Ziega’s thighs and gathering the young woman into a tight, squishy hug.

Ziega’s tears mixed with her cum on Grenka’s pillowy chest as she sobbed with relief, mumbling, “Thank you.”

Grenka twisted herself down onto her back, pulling Ziega ontop of her. Ziega took a deep breath, letting it out as she settled down on the other woman, keeping her eyes shut and letting her lips find their way along Grenka’s neck.

Grenka smiled, wrapping her arms around Ziega and murmuring, “There there.”

Eventually, Ziega giggled and pushed herself up on her elbows, smiling at Grenka. “Thank you,” she breathed, giggling again. “That was not how I imagined losing my virginity but I’ll take it.”

“You were a virgin?” Grenka asked in surprise.

“Mmmhmm,” Ziega nodded, spreading her legs a little more and mushing her restored pussy down against Grenka’s mons.

“Well you were very energetic for a first timer,” Grenka said, slapping her palms down on Ziega’s rear.

“Mmmh,” Ziega moaned, wiggling ontop of the other woman with a soft giggle. “Leave them there. It feels real nice having hands on my butt.”

Grenka grinned, massaging the younger orc’s asscheeks as Ziega placed a tender kiss on her lips. “So you’re happy with how this went?” Grenka asked.

Ziega nodded. “But I am a little dissapointed that my pussy has still never been pleasured by anyone but me.”

“We can do something about that if you want,” Grenka said.

“Really?” Ziega asked, feeling a little anxtious wobble in her gut and her pussy flush with anticipation.

“Of course,” Grenka said kindly, patting Ziega’s bottom and slipping a finger into the crack of the younger woman’s ass, questing down for Ziega’s hot hole.

Ziega let out a soft gasp as Grenka’s finger slid between her netherlips, trembling mildly ontop of the other orc. She pressed her lips tenderly to Grenka’s again, savoring the moment. Finally, she was having sex.

Ziega spent the rest of the night in Grenka’s bed with her, exploring the pleasures of fingers, tongues, and dildos with eager joy. After many hours and many orgasms, Grenka cuddled her to sleep. As her eyes fell closed, a smile grew across Ziega’s face. Bliss.

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Story between family members and friends

Chapter 1 – The beginning

Hi, my name is John. At the time all this happened I was married to Ann. We lived down south with our two daughters, Samantha or Sam, as we call her, who was a tall tanned with long blonde hair. Sam had a long wiry frame like a ballerina and was starting to develop up top, her little breasts were about the size of small oranges. When she wore a tight top you could see she had puffy nipples that clearly protruded. Her sister Bethany, or Beth had long light brown hair with the family’s slim features. Beth had just started to develop as well, nothing more than perky little nipples that also protruded obscenely in some of her tops. Both girls were very active in the school and belonged to the volley ball and gymnastic teams. Given the hot and humid weather in Florida, the girls were always running around the house partially clothed or in their little one-piece bathing suits.

As usual Ann was away out of town on business for a few days leaving me to fend for the girls and myself. Not a problem, we were used to it, as Ann seemed to be always travelling these days. It was the school holidays so as the girls dragged themselves out of bed that momentous day, I asked them what they want to do today. “Shopping!!!” came the response in stereo. “We need new swimming suits, daddy, our old ones are starting to wear out and are too small.” Sam informed me. I was going to mention the same thing to both of them the last time I saw them in the pool. Sam’s little breasts were starting to fall out the sides and the crotch was so far up her pussy you needed a map to find it. As for little Beth’s, hers had become so sheer you could see the areola of her developing breasts. “OK, get dressed and we can go to the mall,” I replied. “Woo hoo!” came the shouts of joy as both of my daughters leaned in and kissed either side of my cheek. “We luv ya, daddy,” they squealed. “Yeah, yeah hurry up and get ready,” I replied, having heard it all before. We arrived at the mall and we agreed to go our separate ways making plans to meet up in the food court in an hour’s time. I had wanted to pick up a new digital video camera for weeks so I took the opportunity and head to the electronics outlet in the mall. An hour later I returned to the food court, of course no sign of the girls. I sat down and took out my new camera and started playing with it. Being a male there was no reading the manual it was turn it on and start playing. I was taking a few shots of people in the food court, trying out the zoom on a few young teenagers. Suddenly there was a flurry of activity behind me as the girls ran into the court. “Sorry we’re late, dad but we are not finished shopping yet. We still need to get our new bathing suits.” Sam informed me breathlessly. “What have you got there?” I asked pointing at the shopping bags. “A few other essentials we girls need.

Dad can you come with us and help us pick? We want your opinion,” Beth asked with a huge smile on her face. “Why do you want the opinion of an old man?” I asked in response. “You’re not old, all the girls at school think you are a hunk,” Beth said nonchalantly. With my pride brimming I accompanied my daughters to the store. I sat and waited patiently as they browsed the racks and picked out a few items. They scampered off to the changing rooms as I waited on the seats outside. “Ready, dad?” screamed Sam. “Yes” I replied. Out came my daughter in a bikini that floored me. It left very little to the imagination and I told her so, “Umm, it’s a little small. isn’t it? You can see just about everything you own”. “Great, that is what I wanted.” She replied happy with her ***********ion and my response she did a U-turn back into the dressing room. Next came my youngest daughter and like her sister her bikini was just as revealing. I just shook my head in disbelief and resigned myself to the fact they were growing up fast. “OK, you’re both growing up, you choose what you want to be seen in,” I responded holding up both hands in defeat. “Oh dad, it’s just for us at home, not to go out in public,” Beth informed me trying to reassure me but it was way too late. “OK, let’s go pay for them” I replied as I headed to the cash register. That night I cooked dinner for the three of us, a nice lasagne. I opened a nice bottle of red wine and poured myself a glass. “Daddy, can we have a glass of wine with dinner?” Asked Sam. “No way, you’re too young,” I told her in my serious fatherly voice. “But today you said we were growing up and could make up our own minds,” she argued. “OK, get a glass but not too much, your mum will kill me if you get drunk” I gave in too tired to argue the point. They raced out of the dining room and returned with a wine glass each and proceeded to pour themselves a glass. “Dad, can we get dressed up for dinner? Let’s make it a special night?” asked Sam. “OK, that sounds great.

Upstairs and get dressed and back here in five minutes,” I said happy to oblige their request as something to brighten up a dull meal. I got dressed in some trousers and shirt, casual but nice. I return backed down stairs and assumed my place at the head of the table, looking back up the stairs. I heard some muffled talking at the top of the stairs and then footsteps. The girls were arguing about who was to go first. In the end Beth lost and came down first, my jaw almost hit the table. She was dolled up in black shoes with little heels, white thigh high stockings and a black mini skirt that left little to the imagination. Her top was a white camisole with spaghetti straps. Following behind her was Sam, she had high heels with a thinner heel, a sheer pair of white stocking and garter belt, a red mini dress and black top with a plunging neck line. “Where the hell did you get those clothes from?” I asked in disbelief. “Mum took us shopping last week.” Sam replied. “She let you get that?” I asked. “Yes, she helped pick it out. Dad we’re not five any more,” protested Beth. “OK, sit down and let’s eat, by the way you both look stunning” I said as I admired how stunning they looked. “Thanks, daddy” they replied in unison. I gulped down the remains of my wine and reached for the bottle. The girls sipped on their glass and when finished went back for seconds. “What do you think you’re doing?” I asked. “One more won’t kill us dad, come on, please” pleaded Beth. “OK, do what you want but be careful,” I had given up. Sam then reached over for the bottle and as she did her top fell open giving me a clear view of her whole left breast including her puffy nipple. I just stared at her breast in awe before coming to my senses. “For fuck sake! She’s your daughter!” I said to myself and looked away. Sam looked down and saw the revealed breast and my embarrassment. “Sorry dad, I almost fell out, I guess my tits aren’t big enough for this dress yet.” “Don’t worry, Sam, it’s OK.” I gulped another mouthful of wine, “and by the way your tits are fine” I immediately realised the enormity of what I had just said.

Sam just smiled and returned to her seat. Beth, not to be out done, turned to me and asked. “What about me dad?” “What about you, Beth?” I replied unsure what she meant. “Are my tits fine as well in this top?” She asked, looking down at her own chest. “Beth, behave yourself, I think the wine is affecting you” I replied dodging the question. “No, I just want to know. You told Sam her tits were fine, so I want to know” she demanded a reply. “Well, I shouldn’t have said so, let’s drop it and finish dinner.” I argued the point. By this stage my daughters had become sexual beings in my mind and my own body was starting to react as my cock grew hard in my pants. “Oh dad, please I want to know.” Beth pleaded with me for an answer. I remained defiantly silent so she pulled the straps of her top down her arm to reveal a beautiful left breast of her own, so soft and firm you could suck on it for days, “Beth, what the hell, pull it up now.” I yelled more from embarrassment than anger. She did as I asked and we returned to our meals. At the end of the meal I got out my new camera and again played with it. I pointed it at Beth and Sam and videoed them talking at the end of the table, they both looked and smiled at the camera. “Dad, can you tape us putting on a show?” Sam asked. “What type of show?” I asked “I don’t know how about a beauty pageant? We can model the clothes we got today and do a talent segment,” she replied. “OK, that will help me test this baby out. Let’s go into the lounge room, there is plenty of space. The dining room can be your preparation area, OK?” I laid out a plan to my daughters as my mind raced through the possibilities of seeing their breasts once more but this time I could tape it and enjoy it again later. “Great, thanks daddy,” they called in unison as they ran up the stairs. I set up the camera in the lounge and called out to the girls to hurry up. Sam poked her head around the corner and said they were ready. “The first stage will be a fashion parade.” With that Sam started the music which was some new hit song, too suggestive for my liking but the kids loved it. First out was Beth dressed the same way as before but this time with a little make up. She paraded up and down the lounge did a few twirls and left the room to be replaced by Sam, again Sam followed the same routine.

The girls then came out for a review of stage one and modelled together. They then started to strike some suggestive poses on the stage. Beth leaned forward and I zoomed straight down her top and I could see her breasts just like her sister earlier. Stage one was over, next came the swim suit competition. Again Beth came first this time. She was getting bolder in her actions. She bent over in front of the camera and had the bikini pulled into a g-string up her butt. She looked over her shoulder with her finger hanging from her pouting mouth. Sam was next and not to be out done by her sister also had a g-string bikini. This time she collapsed to the floor on her back and thrust her pelvis to the camera in a very provocative manner. She continued to move to the music the same way a stripper would. The lips of her pussy were now clearly visible against the fabric of her bikini. By this time my cock was starting to grow again in my pants. The girls then came out together for what they called the review session and again performed as one, striking pose after pose. In one pose at the end Sam was in front of Beth and Beth reached around and slid her hand under the fabric of Sam bikini top and fondled her sister’s nipple. Sam did not bat an eye lid as her own hands went behind her and grab her sister’s little butt and pulled her in tight against her back. Beth pulled her hand from her sister’s breast and they turned and left the room. A few minutes later Sam called out “Are you ready for the next session, dad?” “Yes, what is it?” I asked. “Underwear,” Sam replied. “What??” I asked my head snapping around to the origin of the voice. As I watched the door, Beth appeared in a matching red satin bra and g-string panties. She slinked across in front of the camera and turned her back. Slowly she reached behind and undid the clasp at the back. I almost fainted. Looking over her shoulder and with a shrug of her shoulders she let her bra fall to the ground. She then winked at me and placed both of her thumbs in her panties and slowly pulled them down over her butt.

Slowly her firm tanned butt started to appear then her little puckered rose petal came into view as she bent over even further. She then suddenly pulled her panties back into place. Thank God she stopped there otherwise I may not have been able to control myself. Beth then turned around slowly and looked straight at the camera revealing her beautiful youthful breasts before covering up and running of our stage. I heard some squabbling with Sam saying “That is not fair,” and Beth saying, “All’s fair in love and war”. Sam then walked out in similar lingerie to Beth but hers was white and had more lace. The lace allowed her nipples to show through her bra. Sam looked straight at me, licked her lips and then she looked down at the bulge in my crotch and smiled. She then proceeded to cross her arms in front of her chest and ran her hands down her arms and then reached for the cups of her beautiful bra. Sam stared straight at me then unclasped her bra at the front. Slowly she revealed her small firm breasts to me and the camera. They were absolutely perfect you could play with them for days. They were just as beautiful as Beth’s, slightly larger and fuller. Letting her bra fall, she placed her hands cupping her breasts, before slowly dragging her fingers over them until she was pinching each of her nipples. This only made her nipples grow bigger and harder. Sam lifted her fingers to her mouth and sucked on her index finger slowly, all the while staring straight at the camera. She then returned her now wet finger to her nipples and traced a wet outline around her areola.

By now my conscience was done. I am videotaping porn with my own daughters and I was getting into the action wondering what my two daughters would do next. My cock was so hard it was really straining against the fabric of my trousers. I just wanted to rip them open and let my cock fall out in front of my daughters, but I did not want to risk stopping any of the action taking in place in front of me. Sam turned and walked out of the room, looking over her shoulder at me with a wicked smile on her face. Next came again the review session where Sam and Beth acted together. They walked casually back into the room, both of them now topless and proudly displaying their young firm breasts to me and the camera. Their music started again and they commenced what looked to me like a well-rehearsed routine. They started to slow dance holding each other very tight so that their breasts were pressed together. Their bodies swayed to the music at the same time their panty covered pussies ground together. Sam pulled away slightly from Beth whilst maintaining pussy to pussy contact. They stared into each other’s eyes with pure lust. Sam tilted her head slightly and moved her face closer to Beth. Beth responded in kind by a slight tilt of her head and moved to Sam. They kissed softly on the lips, slow and deliberate. They parted a little before Sam opened her mouth ever so slightly and moved in again. Beth responded by opening her mouth and letting her tongue dart out to meet her sister’s mouth. Their passion started to rise as they are openly French kissed each other in front of their own father. They seemed oblivious to me and the camera now.

Their hands were all over each other caressing each other’s butts and breasts. Sam again broke off the kiss and bent over a little taking Beth’s left nipple into her mouth. Beth threw her head back in rapture with her eyes closed enjoying the hot, wet sensation of her sister’s mouth on her immature nipple. Sam sucked her sister’s nipple into her mouth and slithering around the sensitive nubbin with her tongue. Sam then moved over to the right nipple and repeated the dose. Beth was in absolute heaven. Her breathing was now much faster and deeper and every now and then a moan escaped her lips. Whilst sucking on her sister’s lovely breast Sam’s hand was rubbing Beth’s mound through her panties. Beth pushed her little hips forward increasing her sister’s contact. Sam was rubbing up and down her sister’s slit forcing the material of her panties into her body. Beth’s panties now started to show a definite wet spot as the fondling continued. Sam then slid her fingers under the elastic of Beth’s panties and made direct contact with her sister’s slick slit. Her fingers bulged in her sister panties as she pushed her long finger into her sister. Beth released a deep soulful moan. “Oh fuck, Sam, finger fuck me. I need to cum,” Beth moaned. Not stopping her oral attack on her younger sister’s nipples Sam just moaned a response. Sam then tore at her sisters panties ripping them from her body to reveal a smooth bald pussy covered in its own juices. Beth lowered herself and laid back on the floor with her sister standing over her. She stood staring down at her own sister for almost a minute then ripped off her own panties, turned and lowered herself onto her sister’s face.

Beth lapped at her sister’s bald pussy teasing her clit and finally plunging her tongue deep into Sam’s pussy. Sam threw her head back and yelled. “Oh, fuck, yeah! Eat my cunt, you slut” By this stage I had my own cock out and was pumping it furiously. There I sat with my cock out, trousers around my ankles pumping my eight-inch cock as hard as I could watching my daughters make love to each other. The girls were both kissing and vigorously licking at each other slits. Sam was trying to ram two fingers up her sister’s pussy, whilst Beth was jamming her tongue as far into Sam’s little body as was possible. “Oh fuck, sis, I am going to cum. Oh yeah! Suck my clit harder, oh fuck, oh FUCCCCCCKKKKK!” screamed Sam as she came in Beth mouth. She came so hard she actual squirted cum juices all over her sister’s face. At the same time Beth’s own orgasm continued to build to a crescendo. “Sam, Sam do it harder! I need more fingers in me! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Keep jamming me. I want to feel what it’s like to have dad fucking me! Oh fuccccccckkkkk ,I’m cuuuuummmmming!” she screamed as her orgasm crashed through her body and they both slumped to the floor trying to recover their breath. Hearing her words I was in shock all over again. The thought my youngest daughter wanted me to fuck her both excited and scared me at the same time. I just kept pumping my cock for all it was worth. The girls had finally recovered and were now watching their father masturbate less than 6 feet from them. “Oh fuck I’m going to cum” I groaned. “Cum on us, dad, give us a cum bath,” shouted Beth eagerly. I shuffled over closer to them as they lay back on the floor beneath me side by side wresting on the elbows. I kept pumping up and down my hard shaft now on the verge. “Fuck, dad, cum on our tits and faces,” yelled Sam. That was enough to send me over the edge and I erupted, a torrent of sperm splashed all over their faces and tits.

Both Beth and Sam had their tongues out trying to catch a glob of their own father’s sperm. Finally I finished pumping the last of the sperm from my cock and I looked down to see two cum-soaked smiling faces looking up at me. I slowly collapsed onto the floor next to them resting against the sofa. Both girls scooted over and sat either side of me cuddling under my arm resting against my side. My hand rested on the side of their young taut little bodies. The way they felt naked next to me sent a shiver though me once more. “Where the hell did you girls learn that?” I asked. “Come on, dad, you can get anything off the net these days,” replied Sam. “Yeah, we surfed a little and found some sites that explained everything we needed to know with some very good visual guides,” interrupted Beth, as she laughed. We sat there for over an hour casually talking about what they had seen and what they had just done. I mentioned to them it had to be our secret. They assured me it was our secret. As we talked I reached around and started to play with their nipples, more sub-consciously than a deliberate act. As I did they gently played with my cock bringing it back to life. As Sam and I talked, Beth as if it was the most natural thing to do, lent over and took the head of my cock in her mouth, licking it and swirling her tongue around it. She then gave way, allowing Sam to follow her sister licking up and down the shaft. She opened her mouth as wide as she could, she stopped to look up at me, making sure I had seen her and then forced my cock as far down her throat as she could get it. With her little hand she pumped my cock as she sucked and licked around the head. Each of my preteen daughters took turns sucking their father’s excited cock until I am about to burst. “Oh God, girls keep this up and daddy’s gonna cum,” I warned them breathlessly. This seemed to excite them even more as they quickly agreed between the two of them I would cum in Sam’s mouth so she commenced finishing me off with renewed vigour. With her hand pumping up and down my shaft and her little mouth and tongue working in unison I was in heaven. Beth without anything to do stood up and placed a foot either side of me and leaned forward giving me full access to her pussy.

I reached up with both hands grabbing her pert little butt cheeks and pulled her closer to me. I licked my way all around her bald pussy and dipping my tongue into her wet hole every now and again. Beth was leaning so close now her knees were resting on the sofa and had virtually mounted my face as I ravaged her preteen cunt. Beth ground her immature pussy onto my face ensuring maximum penetration of my tongue into her young snatch. My actions were having the desired effect with Beth groaning louder and louder as her orgasm grew closer until she finally screamed at the top of her lungs. “Oh fuck, daddy! Oh fuck, oh, oh, oh, here I cummmmm! Oh for fuck’s sake. Oh my God!” Her whole body stiffened as if hit by lightning before slumping onto the sofa in a heaving mess of post-orgasmic bliss. Meanwhile Sam was still pumping my cock hard as her mouth created a perfect vacuum over my cock head. Finally my body gave in and I erupted into the back of my daughter’s throat coating it with the sperm that made her many years before. She pumped the remaining sperm from my body lapping it up with joy. She looked up at me opening her mouth to show me my sperm and then reached over to her sister and started to French kiss her swapping my sperm in their mouths.

Chapter 2 – The next day.

The next morning I awoke still sitting on the floor in the lounge the same way I fallen asleep the previous night, naked. My sexy daughters at this stage where nowhere to be seen as the memory of the previous night’s debauchery flooded back. I was horrified at the memories with my immediate thought “Shit! They were drunk and I took advantage of them and now they are hiding in shame from me.” I quickly got up and tidied the lounge before searching the house looking for my daughters. No sooner had I started than I heard some activity from the kitchen. I cautiously made my way there towards the source of the noise. I peered through the door and saw my 2 lovely daughters making breakfast. They both looked showered and refreshed wearing their aprons I had brought them last Christmas. Then I noticed something else, they are still naked underneath. Simultaneously I started to relax and tense up at the same time. Relax in the sense of my guilt and tense up being my sexual anticipation. I entered the kitchen as if nothing was different greeting my lovelies. “Morning, girls!” “Morning daddy” they replied in unison running to give me a hug and a kiss.

First Sam hugged me around my waist as she did she looked up and kissed me on the lips. She was quickly replaced by Beth who did the same but at the end of her kiss she snaked her little wet tongue into my mouth. “Go and clean up, daddy, and come down for breakfast” ordered Sam as she turned to continue her breakfast preparations. I did as I was told and retreated to my bathroom where I proceed to shower replaying the previous night’s events over and over again in my mind. After my shower I put on some shorts and tee shirt and returned down stairs. Beth looked at me shaking her head in disapproval and tisked. “That will not do.” She walked slowly over to me looking me up and down before she reached out, took my shirt and pulled it over my head throwing it on the floor. Then she pulled my shorts down, releasing my stiffening cock right in her face. “That’s better, I think I remember this guy from last night, he looks ready for action, doesn’t he?” she said as she kissed the head of my cock. With that she pushed me into one of the kitchen chairs and placed a leg either side ready to mount me. “Hang on, are your sure about this?” I asked. “Oh God, daddy, I need a fuck. I want to feel that big old hard cock of yours inside me now.” She replied with a serious look on her face. “What about your cherry? Don’t you want to save it for someone special?” I asked. “I have,” was her response. With that she whipped off her apron grabbing my cock in her right hand aiming it at her virgin pussy. Slowly she started to impale herself on me. She grunted a little as her pussy lips were slowly pried apart by the head of my cock. She took it slow as her sister came over to assist, supporting Beth’s weight with both arms wrapped around her. Beth lifted up and then lowered herself back down again, another inch entered her tiny body. She repeated the action once more but the head of my cock was now up against her maiden head. “Oh fuck, daddy it hurts. You are sooo big!” She groaned out in pain. “Take it easy and relax,” whispered Sam in her ear. She reached around and started to palm her sister’s breasts and nipples.

She then reached down and played with her hard little clit, this seemed to relax her sister. Beth rose up once more before forcing herself down hard. Sensing the moment, I thrust my hips upwards, hard, allowing my cock to push through her hymen. Tears began streaming down my daughter’s face, the pain of losing her virginity too much for her to cope with. Sam tried to comfort her “Just relax, sis, stay still and let your pussy get used to daddy’s cock.” Sam was looking down between us, in awe seeing her sister stretched wide by her father’s cock. After a minute or so Beth looked down at me and said “OK, daddy, I feel fine now. I think it’s time for you to fuck your daughter and make her a woman.” As if in a trance I dumbly nodded and started to pump my cock in and out of my daughter’s tight cunt as she raised and lowered herself meeting my thrusts. I slowly reached around her slender body and gripped Beth’s butt cheeks and picked her up. With my cock buried deep inside her tiny body I stood up, her legs wrapped around me. She continued to thrust up and down on her own father’s cock. I turned around and placed her on her back on the kitchen table, all the while she remained impaled on my cock. Her legs now raised with her ankles around her ears, I was pumping in and out of her once more like a piston in an engine. Sam came closer and lowered her face to her sister as they consummated their relationship with a deep and passionate kiss. Reaching between them I massaged Beth’s small firm breasts and then turned my hand to meet the equally firm breasts of Sam. Sam, wanting to be part of the action, gingerly climbed onto the table and squatted down on Bath’s face giving her access to her bald plump pussy. With her arms wrapped around my neck to balance herself, she now leaned in and passionately kissed me. Her kisses were warm and wet as her tongue plunged into my mouth searching for and finding a companion. We kissed as her sister ate out her pussy and I fondled her preteen breasts at the same time I fucked her younger sister. Sam was the first to cum as her sister focused all her attention licking her sister’s clit, which was so hard and extended it made for an obvious target. “Oh Daddy, this feels so good.” Sam gasped out loud breaking off our kiss. Her fingers were tangled in my hair, pulling my face against her little breast. “Oh fuck, I think I’m cumming, Daddy, hold me, please. Oh! Oh! Oh fuck, shit, Beth eat my cunt, you bitch.” “That it. baby, cum for daddy, piss cum all over your sister’s face, let it go baby.” I encouraged my daughter’s depravity. “Oh! OH fuck, it feels so good, daddy, oh so fuckin good!” she rasped as she collapsed almost falling from the table, only to slide into a chair next to her sister, who herself was on the verge of her own orgasm and I was not far behind. “Oh Gawd, daddy! You’re so deep in my pussy!” Beth yelled, as I thrust my cock deeper into her preteen cunt.

She felt so wet and warm around my cock, I was in heaven. I felt my balls tightening and knew I was about to cum. “Oh baby! Daddy’s going to cum!” I yelled. I lifted her whole body up towards me and kissed her, plunging my tongue into her waiting and eager mouth, driving my hips up to slam into her tight pussy. “Cum in me, daddy! I want your cum inside me, daddy!” Beth screamed. She felt the first blast of my cum blast into her womb, sending her over the edge. Beth came hard on my cock, her pussy juices flooding my cock and balls. As we came I held myself deep inside her slender body until we both collapsed in each other’s arms panting with cum oozing from Beth’s pussy. “Oh God, I love you, daddy” she panted kissing me. “I love you too, baby” I responded kissing her back. After we recovered, Sam and Beth finished preparing breakfast and we all sat down to a nice hearty breakfast of bacon and eggs with coffee and juice. I went to clear the dishes and Sam put her hand up to stop me. “Let me do this, daddy, we want to pamper you this weekend. Beth go and clean up and get dressed, I’ll take care of this” “Thanks, sis” with that Beth leaned in and kissed me on the lips, “Thanks, daddy, that was great. I hope we can do it again real soon” and hurried off for a shower. I looked over and Sam was at the sink washing the dishes, still with just the apron on. I walked over to the sink and started to help her by drying the dishes. I turned and walked behind her to put away a dish and looked down at her firm butt. It looked delicious so I moved closer and wrapped my left hand around the front of her waist and pull her tight as I did my cock settled in the crease of her pert little butt cheeks. I nibbled at her long sensual neck causing my little girl to throw her head to the side and grind her firm butt back onto my hardening cock. Encouraged by her reaction my other hand reached inside her apron and taking her right breast in my hand I palmed her hardening nipple. “Fuck me, Daddy. Do it, do me from behind” whispered Sam. “OK, Darling, but I need to get you wet first.” I said. “Is this wet enough?” she asked as she took my hand and placed it on her pussy. She was soaking wet. I plunged my index finger into her bald pussy and gradually pushing deeper, in and out, in and out. Deeper and deeper into my preteen daughter cunt. I then felt her hymen, my daughter was still a virgin. I pulled my finger out and offered it to her to suck, which she did with great enthusiasm. “Are you sure, dear, that you want me to take your cherry?” I asked. “Oh fuck, yes, daddy, fuck me, fuck me hard. I want it to hurt” she pleaded. I took my cock in my hand and bent her over the sink and aimed it at her glistening cunt. I moved forward placing the head at her entrance rubbing it up and down mixing my pre-cum with my daughter’s juices. I slowly applied some forward pressure and I began to enter my daughter’s virgin pussy. “OH FUCK!” Sam exclaimed. I pulled back and pushed forward once more as another inch eased into her greased hole until I reached her hymen. I put my hand on Sam shoulder and asked, “Are you sure, baby?” “Please, daddy, just do it. Fuck me, fuck me hard” she replied looking back over her shoulder at me. I pulled back and holding her hard by each shoulder and thrust my hips forward as my cock tore through her hymen shredding beyond repair. Sam shrieked in pain as the stinging sensation of losing her virginity swept through her body. “Easy, baby, take deep breaths” I assured her.

Through the sobs she agreed with me, “Oh God, I feel so full daddy, your cock feels huge inside my little pussy, can you wait till I catch my breath?” “No worries, honey, take your time, we have all day” I said as I reached around and played with her clit. As my finger touched her clit Sam straightened her back and forcing my cock just that little bit further into her virgin womb. “Do it now, daddy, fuck me with your big old cock. I want to feel my cunt full of your baby-making sperm” she demanded. With her wanton demands I lost my mind and went hell for leather pounding her from the rear. My balls were slapping her butt checks as I bottomed out in her cunt time and time again. “Oh fuck, yeah daddy, make me cum. Oh God, daddy, fuck your daughter and make me pregnant, daddy. Shoot that baby-making cum up my cunt. Oh fuck! Oh, God! Oh yeeeeeeeeeeeesssssssssss” she screamed as she came hard her back arching up at the same time I coated her fertile womb with my baby-making sperm. We stayed joined like that for over five minutes as we both soaked in the sensation of love making for the first time. Finally I pulled my cock from her cum-soaked pussy as Sam turned around and kissed me deeply. After cleaning up we headed out to the movies. As we sat in the back row, luckily we had the theatre to ourselves. My daughters and I were like young lovers making out in the back row. The three of us kissed and fondled each other missing most of the movie. None of the staff seemed to care. Both girls were wearing short skirts giving me free access to their shaved little cunts. It was made even easier having removed their panties at the start of the movie. With a daughter either side I finger fucked them to multiple orgasms during the movie. By the end my hand was cramping and was soaked with their juices. As I fingered their tight wet holes the girls had my cock in hand pumping it up and down. As I warned them I was about to cum Beth took her turn and tasted my sperm from my cock for the first time. Excited we decided to head home and have another round of sex before their mother, and my wife, arrived home. The car screeched to a stop as the girls jumped from the car running inside. I followed close behind following the trail of clothes on the floor. It was not long before I had my cock buried deep inside Sam pounding her hard as she wailed encouragement. “Oh fuck, daddy, fuck me hard. Fuck me real hard, daddy.” With her slender legs spread wide and her pussy stretched to its limits, my cock thrust deep in and out over and over until my little girl was shaking uncontrollably.

Her orgasm tore through every fibre of her young body as she stopped breathing for almost a minute. Wave after wave swept over her until finally she was released and her body slumped back on the mattress heaving for breath. Lying beside her sister was Beth, her legs spread wide waiting for her father to fuck her. Who was I to disappoint my daughter as I quickly moved from between Sam’s legs to those of Beth. I aimed my hard cock, wet with my daughter’s sexual juices, and thrust it deep inside Beth’s waiting cunt. She felt so tight and warm as her little legs tried to wrap themselves around me. Beth looked up at me and smiled. “Do me slow, daddy. I want to feel your cock inside me. I want to feel every inch as you cum in me.” I did as she asked, slowly sliding in and out of her body as we gazed into each other’s eyes. Every now and again we kissed as we made love. We made love like this for almost 30 minutes as Sam lay next to us watching us, excitedly fingering her own wet pussy. Sam came over and over as she watched her father and sister make love. Finally our orgasms built to their peaks and I flooded my daughter’s womb with my incestuous seed sending her to an earth crashing orgasm. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head as her whole body shook. Finally we were both spent as we lay together kissing each other. After recovering, we all took a quick shower to clean up and changed the bedding removing any evidence of our love making and waited the return of Ann my wife.

Chapter 3 – Mom Comes Home

Later that day Ann returned from her trip with hugs and kisses all around upon her return. As a home coming we decided to have a family movie night after first having a swim and BBQ out back on the patio. After going to the store to pick up some supplies, I returned home to find my wife and daughters already swimming in the pool and half a bottle of wine consumed. I quickly changed into my shorts and ran back down stairs to join them in the pool. As I burst out the back door I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw they had all lost their tops and firm pert little breasts were everywhere. “What’s going on here?” I asked smiling. “Don’t be a prude, honey, the girls asked if they could get an all over tan and I said yes, no one can see us here anyway,” Ann replied. I gave a shrug before I dove into the pool and surfaced at the other end next to my wife. The girls were at the far end of the pool looking back at us. Ann was a little drunk and as I found out later all three had been drinking and the half empty bottle was in fact their second for the day. Ann turned to face me and jumped into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. “God, I missed you,” she said as she ground her cunt into my hardening cock. She then leaned into me and kissed me on the lips. At first it was a soft lingering peck on the lips. Next was a little more passionate, until finally she opened her mouth and snaked her tongue into my mouth. I broke the kiss and said, “Baby, our daughters are here.” “I know, John, but I need this now, they’re old enough to understand,” she said. “Yeah, dad,” said Sam, now a few feet from us. With that Ann pulled my face to hers and kissed me hard again, and with more passion. We were kissing hard as our hands caressed each other lovingly until I felt a hand on my shoulder. Still kissing their mother, I saw it was Sam on one side and on the other was Beth. We were gathered at the deep end of the pool in a family group hug. Ann still kissing me with renewed enthusiasm.

Suddenly she broke off our kiss and looked at all three of us and said. “Oh god I don’t know what’s gotten into me but I really missed all of you whilst I was away. Oh fuck, it’s great to be home” I had never heard Ann curse like this in front of the kids ever before but today she was letting it all go. Again we all embraced as Ann french kissed me right in front of our girls. Ann’s hands were everywhere exploring my body including grabbing my hard cock and squeezing it. The girls saw their mother’s wanton desire, and her hands, and giggled excitedly. Wading around us, Sam was now hanging off Ann’s back, with her arms around her mother’s neck. She looked at me and winked as she slowly reached down with her hand taking her mother’s breast in her hand and began to fondle her nipples between her fingers and thumb. Beth now hanging on my back, licked my ear as her hand reached out to her mother’s other breast and squeezed it gently. Ann broke off our kiss letting out a huge groan full of lust looking down to see her daughters’ hands massaging her breasts and pinching her erect nipples.

She looked at me wantonly and I just smiled and raised my eyebrows at her. Sam was now kissing her mother’s neck whilst she played with her nipple. Ann gave into her lust and closed her eyes enjoying her daughters’ sexual attention. She needed it and she wanted more. She slowly opened her eyes and leaned in to our daughter Beth. and kissed her on the lips, not a motherly kiss but a soft prolonged kiss. She then reached around to grab hold of Sam pulling her around to face her and did the same. After a lingering soft kiss she then plunged her tongue into our daughter’s mouth. All pretence of normality was now forgotten as Ann openly fondled our daughter’s breasts and her sister in front of me. The passion between them continued to grow as Sam reached for her mom’s pussy and rubbed it through the outside of her bikini bottoms. Ann returned the favour before plunging her hand down her daughter’s bikini bottom. Beth and I look at each other and decided to join the action as she replaced her mom around my waist and I reached down taking her right nipple in my mouth as I licked and sucked on it.

Beth began moaning and threw her head back in appreciation of her father’s love. Her crotch grinding against my hard cock as we made out like lovelorn teens. I carefully reached down under her little bubble butt with both hands and lifted Beth out of the pool sitting her on the edge of the pool. She understood what I wanted without the need for words. She lifted her butt a little allowing me to pull her bikini bottoms down her legs and throw them into the pool behind me. Beth now lay down on her back with her long slender legs dangling in the pool one either side of me. I looked down at my daughter and smiled, she returned the smile as I leaned closer and kissed her recently violated pussy. I looked back over my shoulder and on the steps of the pool was Ann, naked, now lying back with Sam nuzzling into her crotch. Sam’s tongue was lapping at her mom’s pussy as her thumb played with her extended clit. Ann held Sam by the back of her head pulling her closer and closer to her pussy ensuring maximum contact. All of a sudden as if hit by a bolt of lightning Ann’s whole body trembled as an orgasm crashed through her body. “OH! OH! OH, fuck! Sam lick mommy’s cunt. You slut, fucking lick it, here I cum just for you, baby.” Ann panted her hands pushing hard at the back of our daughter’s head. “OH! OH! OH! FUUUCCCCKKK!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. Thank God we lived in the country and have no neighbours within hearing distance, they would have thought there was a murder occurring.

Ann next grabbed Sam under the arms and lifted her face so she could share her own juices with our daughter. They kissed with their tongues extended as far they could, lewdly playing with each other. Ann continued to pull Sam upwards so that Sam’s pussy was level with Ann’s face and she began to attack our daughter’s pussy. Meanwhile I returned to my own task and was licking the sweet lips of our younger daughter’s cunt. “Yes, daddy, lick me there. Fuck I love it when you plunge into me.” Beth instructed. I did as she asked and plunged my tongue into her teenage juicy pussy. I then softly massaged her clit with the tip of my tongue, which really got her going as her hips gyrated and thrust hard into my face to increase the pressure on her love organ. I then applied a little more pressure to her clit sending her over the edge once more. “Oh God, daddy, that is great. Fuck, oh shit, here I cum again. Oh fuck. lick it, daddy, lick me harder pleeeeeeaaaasssseeee!” she trailed off into her orgasm. Beth on this occasion actually ejaculated pussy juice during her cum all over my face which I greedily lapped up.

On the other side of the pool Sam had cum and her mom and her were lying arm in arm fingering each other’s pussy lovingly whilst kissing in the most obscene way. I swam over to join them, Sam reached back and grabbed my cock and pulled it up to her and her mom’s face. They took turns sucking my cock into their hungry mouths. Sam then took over the sucking whilst Ann started to pump my cock into our daughter’s mouth. I looked down at my naked daughter and wife. It was all too much for me. “Oooooh God, Sam, that’s it. Oh yeah. suck daddy’s cock. baby girl!!” I yelled out loud throwing my head back as I felt my balls tighten. “Oh Jesus! Oh! Oh! Oh! Fuck, you two! Oh, that’s it!! Oh fuuuuccckkk!” I gasped as I pulled my cock from my daughter’s mouth, and with my hand, pumped my cum all over her and her mother’s face and breasts. They laid back, arm in arm. with their mouths open hoping to catch some of my sperm. Beth seeing what was happening soon joined her mom and sister and proceeded to lick my sperm off their naked bodies and then feed it to them with her tongue. I was spent and sunk back onto the step in the pool as we all recovered our senses. I think there was a little embarrassment as we all realised we had all now crossed a line we could never come back from, not that we wanted to. “We better clean up and get ready for dinner,” I said as my cock started to deflate. We slowly all got out of the pool still a little in shock at what we had all done and went upstairs to get dressed. I jumped in the shower and let the warm water run over my head as I replayed what we had done in my mind. I then felt a hand on my cock, opened my eyes to see Ann standing there. “What the hell have you been up to whilst I was gone?” She asked. “Those girls have turned into sex maniacs.” “I don’t know what happened. One minute we are eating dinner the next they are eating out each other.” I replied. I then told her the whole story of what happened whilst she was away. “I think I have some catching up to do,” she said when I finished the story. “What do you have in mind?” I asked. “Well things have gotten so kinky around here, let’s continue the trend and fuck me in the arse, baby” she replied. “Are you sure, you never wanted to do it before?” I asked. “I have never fucked our daughter before nor helped her suck her father’s cock but I have today, so shut up and do me” she demanded.

She turned around and bent over, leaning into the wall of the shower. I got some liquid soap and greased up my cock and her arse crack and took aim. I made contact and slowly pushed the head of my cock so it opened her wrinkled star fish to me. I pushed a little harder and the head of my cock was for the first time inside my wife’s rectum. “MMmmmmm! Fuck Me! Fuck Me!” She moaned, as her eyes remained closed. “OH! JESUS!” The words of intense sexual surprise and gratification bellowed from my mouth as the warm, moist lining Ann’s virgin arse held my cock tight as I eased myself into and out of her time and time again. “Fuck me harder!” Ann begged as a tear trickled lazily down her cheek. Ramming my hard, throbbing shaft repeatedly as deep into her tight arse as physically possible, I made her cum hard. As she , her muscles contracted, causing me to erupt into her bowels and coated her rectum with my cum. “OH! MY! OH! MY! OH! MY! GOD!” Ann moaned repeatedly. It was all she could say as my softening cock slipped from her arse. I washed my cock and turned Ann around and sucked on her small firm tits. I dropped to my knees and buried my head into her cunt and ate her juices as they flowed down her leg. Ann’s hands were at the back of my head as my tongue played with her clit. With one leg over my shoulder opening herself to me as I licked and sucked on her hard nubbin her hips pulsed back and forth. After a small cum, I again stood and picked Ann up before bringing her back down onto my now hard cock impaling her as we stood as one in the shower. We stood like that for over ten minutes with Ann slowly gyrating her hips back and forth making small thrusts from time to time. We just kissed with a passion that had been missing since I took her virginity in school. In the end we both had the most intense orgasm of the day so far.

Chapter Four – Movie Night

After dinner we all assembled in the lounge room and made ourselves comfortable. We all had a glass of wine and a blanket to snuggle under. Our sofa was huge, so we all managed to squeeze onto it. “So what are we watching girls?” I asked. “Well, it’s a DVD we downloaded off the net. It’s a surprise,” Beth replied. Sam pressed the play button and we all sat back and watched. The quality looked pretty good coming from the net, the title appeared “Daddy Knows Best”. I had a funny feeling straight away. The movie opened with a family sitting around eating breakfast. A narrator comes on and introduces the family. There was the mom, Jan she was 32 with a killer tight body, brunette with A cup breasts. The father was Tom fairly lean and tanned. Two daughters, Mary was also brunette with A cup breasts and her mother’s white porcelain skin, the other was Joan and a son, Brent. As they eat their breakfast they are discussing their coming day, Mary is discussing a project on sex education at school, the rest of the family listen. “What do you have to discuss?” asked Tom the father. “How people have sex” replied Mary.s “Well what do you know so far?” asked Jan, the mother. “Can I show you instead?” she replied. “OK, use your father as a model, I am sure he won’t mind,” replied Jan. “What the hell are you talking about, Jan?” asked Tom. “Just do it Tom, sex should be discussed openly,” replied Jan. “OK, what do you want me to do?” said Tom resigned to his fate. “Come over here and sit on the sofa with me,” said Mary “Now, sex usually starts with kissing between a couple; boy/girl, girl/girl, boy/boy” The rest of the family sat on the floor in front of the sofa as an audience to the act unfolding in front of them. “How do they kiss?” asked Jan. “Like this,” said Mary, with that she turned to her dad and gave him a kiss on the lips, it was soft and lingering. “What else? Keep going, just ignore us. Show us what you know so far, Mary, that way we can make sure you are right and get a good mark,” encouraged her mother. Mary again turned and kissed her dad, this time it lingered until she opened her mouth slightly and slipped her tongue into her dad’s surprised mouth. Sensation and reaction was instantaneous as the camera zoomed in as father’s cock began to rise.

The kissing on screen got hotter and hotter and then the dad pulled his daughter onto his lap. She was now mounted on her dad’s lap facing him still kissing him and licking his lips. Her hips were now slowly pushing down as she ground her pussy onto his engorged cock. Her father then reached the front of his daughter’s white blouse and in one quick motion ripped it from her body. Buttons went flying in every direction as he peeled it off her back revealing her in a white lacy training bra. This time he took his hands and massaged her small firm breasts through her bra. The daughter was in another world, slowly he slipped the material of the bra cup off her left breast to reveal her cone-shaped breast and he leaned forward and took her puffy pink nipple in his mouth. The camera now peeled back to reveal the audience reaction. There was the mom with her hand up her skirt fucking the life out her cunt with her fingers, as her panties lay at her feet. The son had his shorts around his ankles tugging on his small cock whilst his younger sister just sat staring at her family. Back in our own lounge all four of us had followed their example and were all masturbating watching the action in front of us on the tv. The father meanwhile had managed to free his cock from his pants and his daughter was giving him a great looking blow job. The mother was being eaten out by her son and the youngest daughter was standing beside her mom lying on the floor, the mom was reaching out to her daughter telling her to get naked. The daughter complied and went and sat on her mother’s face as instructed. The mum was now giving her youngest daughter a cunt eating from hell, with her tongue right up her daughter’s pussy. The youngest daughter started to get into it as her little hips thrust her pussy along her mum’s tongue. I now felt a hand on my cock and looked down and it was Sam’s, she had stood up and removed her clothes and was about to mount me. “You better ask your mom first,” I said. “Do you mind, mommy? I really need to feel daddy’s cock in my cunt before I burst” she said. “OK, but leave me some,” Ann replied. Sam then stood up on the sofa and lowered her recently deflowered cunt down onto her father’s raging hard cock. “What if I get them pregnant, Ann, shouldn’t I get a condom?” I asked “Just fuck her John, cum in that baby womb of hers,” Ann replied, now with her finger up Beth’s butt. Beth turned and leaned over the arm of the sofa, her mom was behind her with two fingers up her butt with more on the way.

Sam was thrusting up and down on my cock. God, it felt tight inside her body but really smooth and warm. “Suck my tits, daddy” she demanded as her hands pulled me to her young developing breasts. I did not have to be told twice. I reached out and grabbed both my daughter’s young breasts and moved my head to them sucking on each nipple for ten seconds then changing to the other. “Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!” Sam repeated over and over, out loud, “Oh fuck, I love you so much, daddy” Her thrusts were becoming almost frantic as if she could not quite get enough of my eight inches into her pussy. “Fuck! Oh fuck! I need it harder, dad, PLEEEEAAASSSEEE!” She pleaded. With that I picked her up and flipped my daughter on her back on the floor and started to pound into her. That did the trick. She came so hard she passed out on the floor. She made a lovely sight, legs splayed out wide showing her pussy leaking her daddy’s baby-making cum. Beth and Ann were still at it on the end of the sofa, so I went to Beth and she slipped my now soft wet cock in her mouth and licked the combined juices of her sister and her father’s cum into her mouth. She continued to suck me and pump my with her hand until she got me hard, she then asked. “Daddy, can you fuck my arse?” I moved behind her and Ann made way. Ann took my cock and placed it in her mouth and made sure it was wet and greasy. She then turned to Beth and stuck her tongue in Beth’s rosebud and lubricated our daughter using her own saliva. She then took my cock and placed it at the entrance of our daughter’s butthole and told me to fuck her arse real good. I did as I was told and slid my rock hard cock into our daughter’s bowels for the first time. “Daddy, can we do it rough?” “What do you mean?” I asked “Treat me like a slut, please, daddy, and do it hard,” she replied. I looked at Ann who just smiled and nodded her approval. “OK, you fucking slut, I am going to fuck your arse until it bleeds!” I screamed. “OH! Fuck! Yeah, daddy! Do me hard, you fucker!” She screamed. I started to pump in and out of her shitter, screaming obscenities at her. I grabbed a chunk of her hair and pull her back to me. She screamed in pain. The tightness of her hole and seeing my daughter act like a real slut sent me over the edge real quick.

All of a sudden I erupted into her. Beth responded as she screamed into another orgasm. After cumming I collapsed over the top of her on the arm of the sofa still joined at the hips. After recovering, we returned to the movie. Beth and I remained joined as she sat on my lap with her legs outside mine giving everyone and obscene view of her pussy and my cock is buried still in her butt. Sam and Ann were next to us with Sam sitting between Ann’s legs with Ann playing with her daughter’s nipples. Back on screen, the son is fucking his sister in the arse, while the mom tongues his arse. The older daughter and dad are also fucking on the sofa doing it doggy style. “Is this how you do it, mummy and daddy?” She asks. “It sure is, you little slut,” they reply. Family nights were never the same after that.

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INTRODUCTION: This one is from my dark side, but it is a story about how a loving wife uses her husband’s perverse behavior as a means of turning him into the man she wants and needs him to be.

THREE MONTHS AGO

“Gerald,” I called to my husband, “why are you on the computer so often? It’s taking up all of your time!”

“Sorry, Marge its work; ever since they had those cutbacks all of us have had to do extra. Frankly, I’m surprised I still have a job—that’s how bad things are.”

“Oh, you poor dear—well, don’t let me bother you. Close the door so the TV doesn’t disturb you.”

“Thank you, darling. You’re so understanding.”

CHAPTER 1 – FRIDAY

MARGE

I never believed Gerald—work, indeed! Something was up and I was going to find out what. My first inkling was when I returned from a week’s visit to my mom. In the past Gerald would have been all over me, trying to fuck me before, after, and even during dinner. I arrived home around three in the afternoon, taking a cab from the airport. I called Gerald immediately to let him know I was home safely. I intimated that I had something special waiting when he got home. I showered, fixed my hair, and put on a really sexy negligee and waited…and waited. Finally, I put on a robe and went to wait in the living room. Gerald came home late and asked for dinner. Dinner! Not me…dinner! Of course, by now you already know that nothing happened after dinner, either.

I was determined to do something after I asked him about the computer. I went online the following day and Googled a bunch of ideas before settling on a program that would keep track of everything a user did. That would work out well—we had separate logins so I could tell at a glance what he was looking at. In reading the program information on the site I saw a recommendation for hidden surveillance cameras. I arranged for a security firm to install them the following day. Both proved to be excellent decisions.

TODAY

“Gerald,” I called to my husband, “would you please log off so I can talk to you for a minute?” It took Gerald a minute or two before he entered the room. “Remember, darling a few months ago when I asked you what you were doing on the computer?”

Sure, Marge…same thing I’m doing now—work.”

“Oh…so all these sites are work—‘Husbands in Pain,’ ‘Humiliated Males,’ ‘CFNM,’ wow, I actually had to Google that one. Well, I won’t go into all the titles but here’s four involving femdom and a couple where women torture a male’s genitals, and male slavery, cuckoldry—you seemed to like that a lot, and oh—here’s a good one—forcing your husband to drink urine. Here’s another—‘Gals Fucking Guys.’ In fact, Gerald,” I said as I handed him several sheets of print outs, “here’s a list of every site you’ve visited in the last month. It’s quite a lengthy and perverse list, isn’t it? No…don’t make any excuses. These have nothing to do with work, do they?”

Gerald hung his head. “Do you fantasize about these things? No…you don’t have to answer—of course you do. You must have some real submissive feelings—none of these show the male on top; he’s always being abused. You spent a minimum of two hours each and every day watching over the past month…and longer, too. I could put together a list going back more than sixty days if you want. You see, Gerald I never did believe you when you said it was work. Remember when I had to visit my mother—she broke her hip? Well, when I returned a week later I thought you’d be all over me; I know I wanted you badly enough. I got suspicious when you weren’t so I installed security cameras in all our rooms. Care to guess what I saw? Here…I’ll show you.” I turned on the TV and the screen filled with Gerald wanking his willy in front of the computer. I jumped to the next scene and he was jerking off again. “The whole disc is covered with you cumming in your hand. That’s also when I bought this program—CompuTrack. It keeps track of every internet site visited on the computer. I also installed it on your laptop and when you chatted with me from work last week it automatically loaded onto your work computer, too.

“We have a pre-nup–you would get twenty-five percent in the event of a divorce, Gerald. That’s because I brought a lot of money into our marriage, but if I were to ask for a divorce now I doubt that you’d get a penny and all this perversion would become public. Lucky for you that I love you; since you are so obviously wrapped up in these fantasies I’m willing to help you make them your reality. Listen carefully—you will have two choices. First, I’m willing to forget all of this and go back to ‘normal,’ but if you ever watch any of this depravity again it will be divorce and public humiliation for you. There will have to be one change, but I’ll get into that later. Second, I will make all your fantasies come true. I’ll treat you like my slave, humiliate and control you. You’ll not only go to work, you’ll also do virtually all the housework and laundry. But…I will allow you to watch thirty minutes every day…provided you are not being punished for some infraction.

“Your involvement in this activity has deprived me of your company and almost destroyed our sex life. So whichever choice you make you are going to wear this.” I opened the bag at my feet and pulled out the stainless steel chastity cage. “I can see you’re not exactly thrilled at this, but do you blame me? I have lost my husband to the computer. If you want to stay with me you’re going to wear this, so put it on…now!”

Gerald sulked but dropped his pants and boxers and put it on. “Very attractive, Gerald, now please notice that there’s no lock. It has what they call ‘high security screws’ and an ‘anti-pullout pin.’ It’s a good thing you sleep soundly; I had to measure you several times because this is a custom job.” I pushed the anti-pullout pin into its slot. It pushed the top of Gerald’s little wienie down, making the cage extremely tight. Then I took out the special wrench and tightened the screws on both sides. “Excellent, Gerald…now lose the rest of your clothes. We have a three day weekend and that will give us the time to begin exploring your fantasies. You will be my slave all weekend and you’ll be naked the entire time. We’ll talk again Monday night about your choice.

“OK, now that you’re naked we can begin. Kneel in front of me while I get you prepared.” I stepped behind Gerald and attached strong leather cuffs to his ankles, locking them in place. Then I locked a cuff onto each wrist. I fastened the wrist cuffs together behind Gerald’s back and linked his ankle cuffs together, also. “I hope you appreciate everything I’m doing for you, Gerald. It’s a lot of work for me just thinking of things to do to you.”

“Here are some rules I’ll expect you to follow–1: You’ll always be naked when we’re alone in the house and even when I have friends over if I want to humiliate you—that is one of your fantasies, isn’t it?” When Gerald didn’t answer I gave him a sharp slap on his cheek. “That’s rule number 2: do not speak unless spoken to. Since I spoke to you I expect an answer and I expect it promptly and respectfully. 3: You will do everything I tell you to do promptly and without hesitation. 4: you are to use no furniture or utensils for eating. You will wait kneeling at my feet while I dine; you may eat once I am done, or you may not. I have purchased two bowls for you—they’re in the kitchen. 5: plan on being tied up all night at the foot of the bed—that’s where you will be sleeping. I’m sure I’ll come up with more as the weekend ensues; we’ll play that by ear.

“OK, you know that I’m no math whiz, however I figure that over the past three months I should have been entitled to at least as many orgasms as you. This disc has 117 orgasms for you; I’ve had none so you owe me all 117. Since I can’t expect you to fuck me every day you will eat me to an orgasm a minimum of three times every day—hopefully more. At that rate we’ll be even in 39 days.”

“You know I don’t do that.”

“I know that you didn’t do it; now you do. You expect me to do it for you; why shouldn’t you do it for me? In fact, you can start right now. Crawl forward and I’ll remove my slacks and panties. Do it now unless you want to be punished.”

Gerald crawled reluctantly between my legs. I whacked his butt with a riding crop I had hidden in the chair. “Ouch! What did you do that for?”

“Remember how I told you I expected you to respond promptly? There was nothing prompt about your response. Now get your sorry ass over here and eat me.” I gave him another whack for good measure. He scooted up to my pussy and I removed my garments in a single swipe. “That’s better, Gerald. If nothing else I hope you’ll learn never to lie to your wife. Now get in there and do a good job. I’m horny as hell!”

Gerald leaned tentatively into my cunt. He licked into my slit and it felt wonderful. I should have caught him in something like this years ago. “Keep going, boy—you’re doing great. Stick your tongue in there and slurp up some of that juice. Fuck me with that tongue of yours. Get used to it you’re going to do it at least another 116 times. You’ll have the strongest tongue ever!” Hearing that, Gerald attacked my cunt. His tongue was fucking me hard, but I knew he would weaken. I’d have to train him…strengthen him…his tongue. “Suck on my clit…harder…harder…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, God!” I collapsed back on the chair. I reached out with my shoe and rubbed the toe against Gerald’s balls. He began to breathe heavily, but he was going to be disappointed. “Maybe later, boy…maybe I’ll actually let you fuck me later. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, dear.” I gave him another whack. “I think you need to be more respectful. Try again.”

“Yes, Ma’am.” I nodded my acceptance and pushed him back. I rose from the chair and went to my closet for a few more implements. I locked a strong leather collar around his neck then I tied a rope tightly from his neck to his ankles and around the front to his balls. Gerald was hog-tied. I rolled him onto his back causing him to groan and whine. I solved that problem by pushing a ball gag into his mouth. This ball had a hole running through it. I promised Gerald I’d use that later.

Once on his back I removed the cage—I only put it on him before to make a point, but it will go back on once I’m finished here. I walked giggling to the bathroom, returning with a hot towel, shaving cream, and a few razors. I applied the towel to his groin, soaped him up and shaved his abdomen clean. I could see he was humiliated—good! That was part of his fantasies, wasn’t it? On a whim I continued up his body, shaving all the way up to his neck. How wonderful—he was a lovely shade of crimson! When I rolled him over I continued down his back past his ass and proceeded to shave his legs. In less than thirty minutes I had removed all Gerald’s body hair. I pulled him up and dragged him into the kitchen where I applied soothing lotion to his skin, treating him more like a woman than a man. I reinstalled his cock cage and released him, taking the gag from his mouth at the same time.

Gerald checked his skin in disgust. I couldn’t resist teasing him, “I think I’ll have to get you some nice frilly panties. You have nicer skin than I do.” I rubbed my hands up and down his back and ass. “Make dinner,” I told him. I’m having a steak. Maybe I’ll give you some liquid you can suck up through a straw. Maybe if you’re really good I give you something solid.” I pinched his ass and got him moving.

Gerald had a pretty good idea what to do in the kitchen. He knew how to grill and make a salad. I had already put a couple of baked potatoes in the oven. They would always take the most time. In fifteen minutes the steak was done. I sat at the table allowing Gerald to serve me. He cut the steak for me, buttered the potato and tossed the salad. When he kneeled at my feet I congratulated him on doing such a good job. I scratched his ears and tousled his hair as I would do with a puppy.

He knelt silently at my feet and I was satisfied with his performance so I told him to get his bowl—it said “FOOD” with a picture of a dog on the side. I cut up the rest of the steak into very small pieces, added the potato and some butter. I put it on the floor next to the water. “You can eat, but no hands and, of course, no utensils. There’s plenty of cool clean water for you, too. I’ll give you twenty minutes to eat and clean up the mess. Make sure the floor is clean—I’m sure you’re going to make a mess. I’ll be waiting for you in the living room when you’re done.” It was hilarious watching Gerald push the bowl across the room, but I assumed he would do better with practice and he’d get plenty over the weekend.

I was reading in my favorite chair when Gerald crawled into me. I checked my watch and was pleased that he had finished in eighteen minutes. “Stay while I check your work,” I told him. A minute later I returned, grabbed his ear and pulled him back to the kitchen. There was a piece of potato under the table and a puddle of water by his bowl. I pointed down to them and then to the table. “Get your butt on the table, I’ll be right back.” I returned with four ropes which I used to securely tie him in place, his butt and balls fully exposed. “Here’s another fantasy for you, Gerald. How many times did you watch some man being punished and hurt? You must really be into this stuff. I reinstalled his ball gag, telling him, “I don’t want the neighbors disturbed and I doubt you’ll be quiet when I do this.”

I was just about to begin when the phone rang. “Oh…hi, Tina…yeah, I did. I’m just about to paddle him, but I can wait if you want to come over.” I listened while Gerald shook his head—as if I’m going to pay any attention. “OK,” I continued, “twenty minutes. Want to give him a few swats? See you then.” I hung up the phone. “Well, Gerald you have a reprieve for a few minutes. Tina’s coming over. What’s the matter? I can’t understand you. You always loved seeing Tina. I think she’s going to love seeing you, especially in this position. Just think of it this way—you’ll get two fantasies at once; maybe a third one if what she told me is true.”

I left Gerald lying there tightly bound while I returned to my book. I rose when the door bell rang. “Hi, Tina…glad you could make it. Yeah, I broke it to him this afternoon and we’ve made a little progress, but he’s being punished now. C’mon!” I led Tina into the kitchen and when she saw Gerald she laughed and laughed. Gerald’s face turned the cutest shade of red—his ass was next. “OK, Gerald…rest time is over. Time for punishment; you had two problems from cleaning up dinner so ten paddles for each.” I moved behind Gerald where he couldn’t see me and I giggled silently into my hand.

Tina stood next to me and reached down to cup his balls, “I like your new jewelry, Gerald. It’s very becoming on you and stainless—beautiful and practical, too! I’ll just move to the side so Marge can give you what you deserve.” I rubbed the paddle over Gerald’s cheeks before rearing back and giving him a really good swat. His body reacted immediately. I alternated between his cheeks and I couldn’t restrain a giggle when Tina shot a few pictures. Gerald’s ass cheeks were beet red by the time I was done. I turned to Tina to ask her a question, “Tina, would you mind rubbing this lotion into Gerald’s butt? He needed to be punished for poor performance, but I really don’t want him hurt—not yet any way.”

Tina took the bottle and poured a small amount onto his left cheek before rubbing it in, “My goodness, Gerald your ass is so soft. I think you’d make a great woman, especially now that your hair is all gone.” She reached between his legs and rubbed some onto his scrotum. She continued, “Yep, all we’d have to do is snip these babies off and you’d be all set.” She was out to humiliate Gerald and she was doing a great job. I returned just then holding a good-sized funnel attached to about five feet of clear surgical tubing and a metal bar about three feet long with snaps at each end.

I untied each of Gerald’s ankles attaching each cuff to the bar with the strong straps. I slid the pieces apart and in an instant Gerald’s ankles were six feet apart. “This is a spreader bar, Gerald. You’ll understand why I’ve put it onto you in another minute. I plan to use it whenever I use this funnel.” I released Gerald’s wrists and clipped the cuffs behind his back. Then I helped him waddle to the middle of the living room floor.

I lay Gerald down on his back. “Now, Gerald Tina has a special gift for you. She’s been holding it for you all day, but I think I should go first, don’t you? You might want to rebel at this—that’s why I have your balls so nicely exposed. Give us a hard time and we’ll be pleased to give you a nice kick. Right, Tina?” She laughed and nodded her head; poor Gerald lay there fearing the worst.

“Now, darling you’ll understand why this ball gag has this hole in it.” I pushed the end of the tubing into the hole. I had placed a red line on the tubing so I would know when to stop. “OK, Gerald so far you’ve been good, but that was the easy part. Look up—recognize this…it’s my pussy and I have to tell you…I really have to go. Of course, I could just use the toilet, but then I’d have to leave the party. Hold still and drink—drink it all. If you don’t, Tina is going to give your nice balls a little kick…maybe even more than one. When I’m done it will be Tina’s turn. Aren’t you thrilled to be able to realize your fantasy this way?” Gerald shook his head wildly and I could hardly keep from laughing. “No…no…you don’t have to thank me. I’m sure you’d do the same if our roles were reversed.” I leaned down to kiss his forehead.

I stood, spread my legs, and positioned the funnel. My golden gift flowed down into the tube and straight into Gerald’s mouth. He shook his head wildly so I signaled Tina to give him a boot. “I warned you,” I scolded, “want another? Then keep your head still and do your job—drink.” A minute later I was done. I’d normally wipe my pussy but I wanted Gerald to do that once Tina was done.

Tina and I switched places, but first she gave me her camera. Tina had been holding it all day; it poured from her into the tube. I could see that Gerald was having trouble keeping up so I pinched the tubing temporarily. When he had caught up I released the tube and Gerald finished with Tina’s pee. I completed the exercise by giving Gerald a quick drink of fresh water.

I removed the spreader bar and his gag, allowing Gerald to sit up or kneel. “Gerald, I could use another orgasm, but I think you should do Tina first. Make sure you thank her for allowing you to service her.”
Head down in embarrassment Gerald mumbled something incoherent. I whacked him a good one, telling him, “Speak up; we all want to hear you.”

“Thank you, Miss Tina for your wonderful gift and the opportunity to serve you. May I please lick your pussy and bring you to an orgasm?” Tina laughed and spread her legs; Gerald began once he had moved between her slender legs. He did better with Tina than he had with me earlier—practice, I guess. He started at her asshole and licked up…maybe twenty times before ramming his tongue into her hot hole. Tina loved every minute of it. I was getting hot just watching. Tina writhed as Gerald’s tongue sought her G-spot and found it. After about ten minutes he moved his attentions to her clit. I watched silently as he sucked her big hard clit between his teeth. When he sucked really, really hard Tina jumped from the chair and came, spraying his face with her juice. I told him to do a good job of cleaning her pussy; he crawled to me when he was done.

I spread my legs, exposing my hot hairy pussy. Gerald rushed to it, sucking the entire organ into his mouth. I was shocked at his aggressiveness, but I loved it. I was turned on from watching Tina and now I was on the receiving end of his surprisingly talented tongue. When he sucked on my clit I came hard—really, really hard. I collapsed on the chair exhausted. I ran my hand through his hair and leaned down and kissed him. “Thank you, Mistress,” he replied.

Unsteadily, I rose from the chair, “Time for your reward, Gerald,” as I lifted him and led him to the home office. I sat him down, hands still cuffed behind his back. I selected a site I wanted him to see—Cuckolded Husbands—set the kitchen timer and left. Tina and I talked about the rest of the evening as we kissed and stroked each other. When the timer bell rang I turned off the computer and led Gerald to the bedroom. I uncuffed him and moved his hands to the front of his body before reattaching the handcuffs. I led him to the shower and hooked his arms to the chain I’d had installed there. I told him I would blindfold him because I wanted to use a depilatory on his skin and I didn’t want it in his eyes.

Tina and I entered the shower naked, but with vinyl gloves on our hands. We spread the depilatory cream over his entire body, even his cock and balls—from his neck to his toes. Then we turned the shower on and rinsed his skin. We talked to him to soothe him and to let him know that we weren’t going to hurt him. When I was sure the depilatory was off him we removed the blindfold, allowing him to see that we were naked.

“I’ll explain why we’re naked in a few minutes, Gerald, but I will tell you it has to do with one of your fantasies.” We dried him and led him to the bedroom. I put him on hands and knees, and reaching behind him placed his balls into a humbler. He would have to stay down or run the risk of tearing off his testicles. I clipped his wrists together, ankles together and ran a short chain to connect wrists and ankles. Then Tina and I climbed onto the bed. “This, Gerald, is one of the consequences of jerking off and ignoring your wife for more than three months. Tina has been after me for ages; I’m giving in to her tonight. Now stay there and watch as we make love.” I leaned into Tina and kissed her gently. She returned the kiss, pushing her tongue into my mouth. It was only seconds before we writhed together on the bed, our limbs entangled. Tina cupped my sex while she suckled on my big hard nipple. My head went back in ecstasy as I groaned with pleasure. Tina pushed me back and climbed on top, switching into a “69” as she attacked my wet pussy and hot hard clit.

I had never eaten a pussy, but was about to. I knew what I liked and assumed that Tina would enjoy the same things—I was right. I licked her labia and tongue-fucked her tunnel, drinking in her nectar before attacking her clit with tongue and teeth. I massaged her breasts and nipples with such force I was afraid I’d bruise her. Meanwhile she was doing all the same things to me. When she came I thought she’d twist my nipple clean off. I followed her a minute later. We lolled and relaxed on the bed for a while, gathering our strength. I noticed Gerald watching, mouth agape. “Did you enjoy that, Gerald? I certainly did. Be careful not to move too much—don’t want to rip your balls off, do we?”

Eventually I got up and removed the humbler, allowing Gerald to shuffle on hands and knees to the foot of the bed. Using a chain I secured him there. Before turning in I tied a thin strong cord to his scrotum, fastening the other end to the headboard. Gerald couldn’t move much and if he tried to make any noise I could pull on the cord—that would shut him up for sure.

I didn’t sleep much that night. Tina woke me several times and I know I woke her at least once. I thought we spent half the night moaning, groaning, and shaking. I don’t know how much sleep Gerald got either, and I didn’t really care.

GERALD

Oh, damn! I was so fucked! I wished I was dead! If Marge had come in and caught me in the act I could have talked my way out of most of it—like it was just a one-time thing or something like that. Instead, she showed me this fucking list of every site I’d visited over the past month and a DVD of my jerking my dick over and over while watching these BDSM sites. Oh…I was so fucked!

She ran over all the sites and topics I had invested so many hours in and when she was done with that she turned on the TV. There is nothing so humiliating as seeing yourself jerking off on a 51-inch screen! That’s what I thought at the time, but I was wrong…so very wrong. I’d be humiliated much more and much worse over the coming weekend. When she was done she told me I would have two choices—either give up all this completely or allow my fantasies to become real as her slave. She told me the coming weekend would be our testing ground; I’d have to decide on Monday evening. What choice did I have? She had me by the balls.

Then things got worse when she brought out this stainless steel cock cage. “Do you blame me?” That’s what she said. Truthfully—I couldn’t. We hadn’t had any form of sex in the more than three months I’d been jerking off to the BDSM sites. I was reluctant but I stripped off my pants and boxers and put it on. Marge used this funny shaped wrench to tighten two screws that secured the pieces together. There was no lock and I knew that hack sawing stainless was almost impossible—it was stronger than any saw blade and could be cut only with either a torch or pneumatic shears. Wonderful! I was now my wife’s prisoner.

The worst part of this was that it started so innocently. Marge was out shopping one Saturday afternoon and I was surfing the web. On an impulse I did a search for some porn and later for BDSM. I found the BDSM fascinating. The idea the people could do such unthinkable things to each other, even to people they loved held me spellbound. I sought out site after site. The following day I was back. I spent every spare minute the following week looking at one site after another. There were plenty of free sites so I never had to spend a dime. There were videos, photos, and plenty of stories. I was hooked.

I found myself so stimulated I began playing with my cock and it eventually, of course, led to masturbation. Some days—more than I care to admit—it was two or even three times a day that I jerked off. My sex life with Marge died, replaced with perverse masturbation—relief that came at the expense of the suffering, pain, and even death of others. Sure, I knew it was all fiction, but to me it was real and I was getting off on it big time. Now I had been caught and I had to pay the piper. What choice did I really have? If I rebelled Marge would divorce me and all this would become public. My boss was a real straight arrow—he hated porn and anyone involved in it—and would fire me in a second despite all my success as an account exec. Worse, he knew everyone in the industry and would blackball me. I’d seen it happen last year with a newbie who thought he could fool him.

I was jolted back to reality when Marge told me to strip. I knelt and she fixed strong leather straps to my wrists and ankles. She fastened them together and I was stuck—bound in an uncomfortable position, something I would experience many times—and worse—over the coming days. Then she made me eat her pussy. I had never done this before; I considered it unmanly—something only a sissy would ever do—but I had no choice. She hit me with a crop several times when I was slow to respond. I was surprised to learn that I actually liked the taste and more importantly that I truly enjoyed the idea of bringing her so easily to a sensational orgasm.

She had me prepare dinner and allowed me to eat after her from a big dog bowl. I made a mess pushing the bowl all over the kitchen, but it wasn’t all that bad—I did get to eat and Marge had cut the steak into tiny pieces which made my job so much easier. I cleaned up, but left a small scrap under her chair and a few drops of water by my bowl. I wanted to see how seriously she was taking all this business about being dominant—big mistake! She found both and tied me to the table for punishment. Unfortunately, her best friend Tina phoned and came over before my punishment. Now I was really humiliated. When she fondled my ball sac and rubbed my hairless ass I thought I would die. Then Marge paddled me in front of Tina. I was mortified.

After punishment she bound me tightly into what I recognized as a spreader bar and pushed a piece of surgical tubing into my ball gag. She and Tina both pissed into a funnel that ran straight into my mouth. It was disgusting. Worse—Marge promised me she would do it again straight into my mouth.

I did get to watch a half-hour of a cuckold video before the night’s main event. She pulled my balls into a humbler and secured my wrists and ankles so I couldn’t move. Then she made me watch and listen as she and Tina made love. Believe me, it’s much more fun watching online. When they were done she removed the humbler and put me to bed, chained to the bed frame. I cried more than I slept; I heard them making love over and over all night long. A perfect ending to a perfect day!

CHAPTER 2 — SATURDAY

MARGE

I woke early—around five–and I had to pee. I woke Gerald instead of walking to the bathroom. I rolled him onto his back, squatted and whispered my instructions not to spill any. He nodded, opened his mouth, and moved his mouth up to seal his lips against my pussy. It was a second or two before I could relax and let go. Ahhhh, the relief was worth waiting for. Once done I whispered again for Gerald to clean me. He licked me repeatedly; it felt so good I moved to my knees and straddled his face. He obviously knew what I wanted—he fucked me with his tongue and sucked my clit several times, nibbling at the same time. I came so hard in spite of the evening’s festivities that I squirted for the first time in years, covering Gerald’s face. I leaned down to kiss him and taste myself. I thanked him and returned to bed. Just before tucking myself in I heard Gerald whisper, “Thank you for allowing me to serve you, Mistress.” I fell back asleep in seconds.

I woke again with Tina’s arm over me. I moved it aside and went to check on Gerald. He was awake so I unlocked him and led him to the bathroom. I leaned on the vanity while he relieved himself; the chastity cage meant he had to sit just like us girls. I could order a urethral insert that would allow him to stand up, but I was afraid it might do permanent damage. I’d read that the urethra was the most sensitive surface on the body.

When he was done he kneeled in front of me, inviting me to piss in his mouth. For some reason it no longer appealed to me; I sat on the toilet. I sent Gerald to the kitchen to make coffee and get the breakfast started. When he asked what he should make I merely replied, “Surprise us.” I returned to bed and kissed Tina awake. She looked up dreamily, kissed me back and whispered, “Best night I’ve spent in years. Where’s the slave?”

“Making our breakfast; don’t tease him this morning, okay? He’s in there naked doing what I’ve told him. He’ll get enough humiliation tonight. I want him to work all day here in the house and outside—that’s what slaves do, right—and the place certainly needs it.”

“Okay, lover—whatever you want. But, first how about…?” Tina leaned down to lick my cunt. She had me going in less than a minute. She lay on her back with her head hanging over the edge, tongue up into my pussy. It wasn’t long before I was grinding into her nose and chin. We kept going even when Gerald walked in with coffee. I was afraid I’d spill it so I had him put it on the dresser. Good thing, too—I collapsed onto the floor thirty seconds later, much to the amusement of my licking partner.

I rose slowly from the floor, unsteady on my feet for a good three minutes. Coming hard almost always does that to me. I passed a cup of coffee to Tina and took the other for myself. By the time we were able to walk to the kitchen our meal was just about done. Gerald poured the scrambled eggs into a large bowl; I passed it to Tina. There was a large pile of crisp bacon cooling on a paper towel in another plate. There were several English muffins toasted and buttered with a choice of jams. Finally, was a large pitcher of hot coffee.

Gerald sat at my feet after serving. I helped myself after Tina had filled her plate, making sure there would be enough for Gerald. He sat at my feet, but I turned him so he faced me. I tousled his hair and fed him scraps from my fingers, allowing him to lick them as he rested his head against my thigh. I had fed Gerald completely by the time I finished my meal.

I outlined my plans for him today. After cleaning up the breakfast mess I had him spend an hour dusting and vacuuming the living and dining rooms. He cleaned both bathrooms and all the bedrooms, changing the bed linens in the process. He worked like a slave all morning—OK, he was a slave, but he still worked hard, something he had never done in the past.

Tina left mid-morning after eating me to yet another orgasm. I didn’t reciprocate—I’d figured out I wasn’t really bisexual. I enjoyed receiving—who doesn’t?—but eating a pussy just wasn’t for me. I stopped Gerald just after noon and fed him. I made his favorite—Virginia ham on rye and allowed him to use his hands while eating. He still ate on the floor; I noticed immediately that he automatically leaned his head against my thigh, rubbing it with his cheek.

After lunch I sent him outside to weed and edge our plant beds. He worked there diligently for almost four hours. I brought him in to shower at five—it was almost dark then anyway and Gerald was exhausted. I led him to the shower, giving him twenty minutes to wash and dry himself. I sat him on the floor after and explained what would happen tonight. “Remember, Gerald, when I told you about the young man I met at the library. He always seemed to show up on the days when I was volunteering and I told you I thought he had a crush on me. You thought I was much too old, but, Gerald, I am only 32 and I learned he was 24. He kept coming back day after day, week after week. We began talking and I learned quite a lot about him. He’s a grad student at the university and he doesn’t think I’m too old for him, at all. In fact, I phoned him this afternoon and he’s volunteered to help you with your cuckolding fantasy. Wasn’t that nice of him? Of course, that means he’ll get to fuck me, but I don’t think that’s his motivation, do you? I will bind you next to the bed and I’ll take steps to make sure your head is up at all times. I’ll check on you regularly to make sure you’re watching us—oh, I do hope he has a big cock—and at the end I’ll want you to clean his cock with your mouth. No, don’t complain—humiliation has been one of your fantasies for a long time. Then I’ll allow you to clean out my cunt—to drink his semen from my pussy. I’m guessing he’ll laugh, but that’s OK, isn’t it? That’s as far as I’ve planned, but we can play the rest by ear, can’t we? Now, I’ve prepared a nice dinner for you.”

I’d made my favorite chili which I love and Gerald can take or leave. “Gerald, I made this for you because it’s easy to eat and it’s nutritious, too. You worked hard today—harder than you’ve worked in a very long time so you need something solid in your stomach. One thing I can guarantee you, if you choose to continue like this I’ll have you in great shape in no time. Now eat and be quiet.” When he was done I asked if he wanted seconds—he did. Then I had him clean up and we were off to the bedroom to prepare for the evening. I brought in the bench I use at my make-up mirror. I padded it with several towels and had Gerald lie face down. I secured his chest with a long wide leather belt. A second fastened his thighs. I checked to make sure they weren’t too tight before continuing. I cuffed Gerald’s wrists behind his back and tied them down to the bench with a short rope. Next I added a strict posture collar to his neck. This would force his head up, but I wasn’t done. I clipped his ankle cuffs together then tied a long thin leather lace to the base of his balls. I bent his knees, lifting his ankles almost to his waist then looped the leather from his balls over the ankle chain and tied it off to his collar, tying a strong knot to the D-ring at the rear. Now Gerald was truly hog-tied. He had to keep his head up or run the risk of tearing his ball sac and injuring himself seriously.

“Now, Gerald I’m taking a quick shower and dressing for the evening. If you promise to keep absolutely silent I will not gag you, but if you make a single sound I will beat you without mercy. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress I’ll be silent. You don’t need to gag me.” I took a shower and dressed in my sexiest outfit. It was new, something Gerald had never seen before. It was a black corset that ran from just under my breasts to the top of my pussy. To look my best in it I had shaved my pubic hair. I wore black fishnet stockings that were held up by garters that hung from the corset. I also had shiny black shoes with five-inch black stiletto heels. I pulled my hair back into a pony tail and added some slutty make-up. I was ready a few minutes before the bell rang at 7:30.

David was fairly tall, maybe 6 feet 2 inches and in good shape at maybe 180 pounds. He had pleasant features, but I wouldn’t have called him handsome. His face, surrounded by thick black hair, was symmetrical with light blue eyes and full sensual lips. His one weakness, I thought, was his nose which didn’t seem to match his face. It was slender and pointed, much like a woman’s. I opened the door and welcomed David—he seemed nervous.

“Is he here? Will there be a problem?”

“Relax, David. Yes, he’s here—in the bedroom—and he’s securely fastened to my make-up bench. He can’t move without pulling his balls from his body. I’ve given him instructions that he is to watch us, but to say nothing. I’ll want him to clean your cock and my pussy once we’re done.”

Regaining his confidence, David continued, “You know, Marge, how much I’ve admired that fine ass of yours. What’s going to happen if I fuck you there? Will he still clean us?”

“He’ll do what I tell him, but I’m not promising you my ass. I’ve never done that and I’m not sure I want to now. We’ll see,” I said patting his cheek. I kissed him quickly and led him to the bedroom. “Gerald, this is David. He’s here to help you with your fantasy. What do you say to him?”

“Thank you, David. I appreciate your help. I hope you enjoy yourself.”

David laughed, “Oh, I’m sure I will.” He turned back to me and kissed me passionately, “You look fantastic, Marge—incredible, in fact—nothing like the librarian I know.” We laughed together as I began to unbutton his shirt. I slipped it down his arms and into a chair. Then I unbuckled his belt and dropped his jeans to the floor. He stepped out of them as I hooked my thumbs under his boxers. “Oh my God,” I thought, “his cock is beautiful!” I reached out tentatively. It was long—almost eight inches—and thick—I could barely reach my fingers around it. I couldn’t wait to have it in my pussy. I was already oozing.

I pulled now naked David into an embrace, rubbing my breasts into his hairy chest. I checked quickly and Gerald was looking, eyes wide open. I reached down and stroked his magnificent organ as I led him to the bed. I fell back, pulling David to me. I was almost ready, but he pulled me vertical so he could remove the corset. “I love the feeling of a woman’s skin against mine and your skin is so soft.” He kissed his way down my neck to my breasts. They’re not huge, but they are more than proportional to my slender frame—a solid B-cup, making my 32-25-33 body stand out in a crowd. David suckled my left breast while he fondled and massaged the right. Next he kissed his way down my body. I looked again at Gerald; he was red with embarrassment, but he never took his eyes away. I gasped when David took my pussy with his tongue and lips. His tongue was long and strong. He found my G-spot when he fucked that tongue into me repeatedly. I came readily even though Gerald had sucked me six times and Tina another five just over the past twenty-four hours. His tongue felt like magic in my cunt.

I was breathing hard when I sat up suddenly and pushed David onto his back. I kneeled between his legs and licked the tip of his rock hard cock, slurping up the drops of pre-cum there. I next took the head into my mouth, licking all around it and sliding my tongue down the ultra sensitive underside of his shaft. It was David’s turn to groan and he did not disappoint me. “Oh God, Marge I need you. I need to fuck you so badly. Please!” I backed off his cock and reached to the night stand where I had laid a box of condoms. Gerald and I always used condoms when we fucked—I was not ready to have a child with him. He was irresponsible and lazy—maybe someday, though. I carefully rolled the condom down his shaft then leaned onto my back and spread my legs, taking my ankles in my hands. I looked again at Gerald—he looked on fascinated. Maybe it really was his fantasy!

David slid easily into my cunt. I was so wet and so turned on. In seconds he was balls deep into me. I appreciated his length, but his girth was incredible. My cunt had never felt so full—so stretched. Slowly David began to fuck me, pulling out almost, but not quite, all the way before thrusting back into me again. I wrapped my feet around his waist and met every thrust with one of my own. I could feel my orgasm coming and I could sense that he was close, too. Please, I prayed, let me cum before you do! And then my prayers were answered—I shook and shuddered as it hit and rolled through my body just seconds before I could feel the warmth of his cum filling the condom. He collapsed onto my chest…my heaving chest trying to recover from that sensational orgasm. He rolled over still breathing hard seconds later.

I sat up and removed the condom. I walked to Gerald and told him to open his mouth while David looked on fascinated. I reversed the condom, allowing his semen to drip into Gerald’s mouth. I pushed the condom into his mouth and told him to clean it out. It was empty when I pulled it out a minute later. I then moved my cunt to Gerald’s mouth. No command was needed; he licked and sucked my cunt clean. I patted his head, kissed him and returned to David in the bed.

David shook his head, “I will never understand how a man could allow his wife to do something like this, but I’m glad he did. This has been a wonderful experience, Marge—one I never thought would happen.”

“I won’t bother to explain all the circumstances to you, David but this weekend is kind of an experiment in which Gerald is experiencing all his fantasies. It’s my gift to him. You see I do love him very much. He can be a little weird at times and this is one of those times.” I reached out to stroke David’s semi-erect cock. “I’m ready to try that something new you mentioned. Just try not to hurt me…please.”

“I’d never hurt you, Marge. You know that. Got some lube? I’ll need it to get you ready.” I looked again at Gerald. He looked like he was about to speak so I held my fingers to my mouth to remind him—silence! David lubed a finger and slid it effortlessly into my butt. I’d never even thought about doing something like this—I felt as perverse as Gerald! Soon David was pumping two fingers into my ass. It felt divine. My whole butt was tingling. David moved swiftly behind me and slid his hard cock into my dripping cunt. He pumped me so hard I barely noticed when he moved a third finger into my asshole. He pumped my pussy with his cock and my ass with his fingers. Then, in a quick motion he withdrew his fingers and moved his cock into my ass. Oh fuck! It felt so damn good. He placed his hands onto my hips for leverage and fucked me sweetly. I felt as though I might explode—and then I did—in an explosive orgasm that went on and on and on.

My ass felt one mini-explosion after another even after the orgasm had expired as David pounded me. He slowed down for just a moment and I knew it was coming. Would I feel it, the hot searing cum blowing into my rectum? I hoped so and suddenly the moment came; I could feel his cock engorge as he drove even deeper than before. And then he bathed me in his cream. On and on it went for him; it felt that his very body was turning inside out and pouring into my slutty ass. I fell forward, David on my back. I could feel our sweat intermingle, our heart beats joining as one. It was an incredible experience. I turned my head to see Gerald staring at us—I wondered what he was thinking.

Slowly David rose, his weary body recovering. I pointed him to Gerald with the comment, “Gerald, clean and thank him.”

“Thank you Mr. David for taking such good care of my Mistress. May I please clean you with my mouth?”
David walked slowly to Gerald and, shaking his head, thrust his cock deeply into his mouth. Gerald gagged, but actively used his tongue all over David’s cock, tasting, I’m sure, the succulent flavor of my ass. David pulled out a minute later to find his cock sparkling clean. “Uh…thanks…uh….”

“Gerald,” I helped as I slipped into a robe.

“Yeah, thanks Gerald. Hopefully, I’ll see you again under similar circumstances.” I chuckled as David began to dress. I walked him to the door. ‘What are the chances we’ll do this again?”

“I honestly don’t know. I’m not the kind of wife who cheats and the only reason we did this tonight was because I wanted to enable his fantasies. A lot will depend on the decision he makes on Monday—whether to go back to our regular lives or to continue like this.”

“Well, I’m voting for more of this. It was weird being with you while he was watching, but you’re incredible. I hope we have another chance together.”

“Yes…me, too, but it’s not strictly my decision. I’ll let you know the next time I see you at the library.” I leaned into him and we kissed passionately. Then I let him out the door, closing and locking it behind him. I returned to Gerald and removed him from the bench. I held him while his circulation returned and his muscles regained their strength. “You were excellent, Gerald and you have earned your reward, but not until you’ve cleaned out my ass. Now, lie on the bed while I straddle you.” I pushed him to the bed, laid him down and climbed over his head. I positioned my asshole over his mouth and relaxed my sphincter as though I was moving my bowels. I could feel a big blob of cum drip from my ass. It was followed a few seconds later by another. I reminded Gerald to swallow and checked before I climbed off. He did fantasize about humiliation and, truthfully, I couldn’t think about anything more humiliating than sucking another man’s sperm from your wife’s ass.

I pulled Gerald up by his handcuffed wrists and led him to the bathroom. I gave him some mouthwash and water to drink. I sat him on the toilet and watched while he peed. I pulled him up and took him to the computer. I selected a “Gals Fuck Guys” site and set the timer. I left to remove the sheets and replace them before making the bed. I jumped into the shower for a quick wash wondering how I’d like an open marriage. I chained Gerald to the foot of the bed, giving him a blanket and pillow, before kissing him good night. I fell asleep quickly, completely sated by the evening’s activities. I wondered if I might like anal with Gerald. Maybe.

GERALD

My Mistress woke early; I was awake—I didn’t sleep well. Watching her with Tina was disturbing. I began to wonder if my fantasies were worth all I was going through. Mistress Marge needed to pee. She straddled my face and peed directly into my mouth. I can’t say I enjoyed it—the taste was terrible and it’s hot which makes it even worse. The best part came when she was done and asked me to clean her pussy and give her an orgasm. It must have been intense—she squirted over my face. I never knew she could do that. I thanked her for allowing me to serve her then I finally managed to get a few hours sleep but woke when my Mistress rose from bed and took me to the bathroom to relieve myself. I offered to drink her pee, but she turned me down, sending me to make breakfast. I returned to the bedroom with coffee just in time to see Tina eating her pussy. I was embarrassed by all this lesbian activity; it was fun watching it on the computer, but it wasn’t fun in real life.

I served my Mistress and Tina and assumed my position on the floor. She turned me around and fed me—little bits of egg and bacon from her fingers. It was a loving gesture not unnoticed by me. I rested my head on her silky thigh. I cleaned up the dishes and she made me work on the house—dusting, vacuuming, and cleaning the bathrooms. I never did this kind of work; this was woman’s work. I found it demeaning at first, but after a while it began to appeal to me, much like eating Marge’s pussy.

She fed me a sandwich around noon, allowing me to use my hands—amazing how we take some things for granted. In the afternoon she had me work outside edging and weeding the beds around the house. I had never noticed how seedy the outside of our house looked in comparison to others in the neighborhood. I rarely did this work either, complaining after Marge had nagged me incessantly about it. I was exhausted when she took me in around five. My hands were blistered and my muscles cramping from the exertion.

I was fed chili—not my favorite at all—but it was a hearty meal that I could handle without any silverware. After dinner she unloaded a bombshell—she was going to fuck some young kid she’d met at the library. Not only would I have to watch, but I’d be called on to clean her pussy and his cock, too. She hogtied me onto her make-up bench and tied off my balls so I could barely even breathe, let alone move. To make matters even worse, if possible, she dressed in some slutty outfit I’d never even seen. My cock bulged in its prison.

When she brought the kid in I was mortified. It was bad enough in front of Tina—I knew her—but this guy was a stranger—younger, taller, and better looking than I was. When Marge dropped his pants I realized he was also bigger than me, too.

Marge had warned me not to look away. My head was forced up by the posture collar—again much more fun on the computer screen than in real life. I dared not close my eyes unless I wanted a beating to make last night’s seem like child play. So I watched; they seemed to have such fun and enjoyed each other. I missed making love to my wife. What a fool I’d been. What a fool!

So I watched them fuck until she orgasmed and he came a few seconds later. It got worse—infinitely worse when she made me clean out the filthy condom, sucking out his seed and swallowing. I was totally humiliated, or I thought I was. After I cleaned Marge’s cunt she went back to the bed and let him fuck her ass. I couldn’t believe it! I’d just as soon skip the details, if you don’t mind, but once done I was required to suck and clean his cock, removing the shit that had stuck to it. I thought it couldn’t get any worse, but again I was wrong.

Marge—my Mistress during this weekend—laid me on the bed and straddled my head, dropping his cum from her ass into my mouth—two big blobs of shitty semen. Now I was certain—I had been reduced to a nothing—a cipher—nothing but a tool for my Mistress’ use. Even watching some asshole being beaten on the computer couldn’t raise my spirits. I went to bed a broken man.

CHAPTER 3 – SUNDAY

MARGE

I would have enjoyed sleeping in, but I had a responsibility to Gerald to treat him like a slave. But…I thought…couldn’t I do both? I skipped from bed to find Gerald sound asleep. He wasn’t used to all that work he did yesterday. If he chooses to remain a slave I’d make him work hard, lose weight and replace it with muscle. Our house, long an eyesore in the neighborhood, would become a showplace, painted with new shrubs and flowers, a freshly mowed lawn every week. Ah, well…maybe. “C’mon, Gerald time to get up.” I roused him, unlocked his chain and led him to the bathroom. I watched him pee and let him shower. I gave my instructions while he was drying. “Make coffee, Eggs Benedict, English Muffins with butter and jam—enough for two—and bring it all to the bed on a tray. Now, off with you and don’t take all day. Throw on a robe and bring in the newspaper. Do that first then naked again.”

“Yes, Mistress,” he replied as he hustled off down the hall. I relaxed back in the bed, fluffing up several pillows so I could sit comfortably. I pulled up the blankets and reflected on the past two days. I could already see a change in Gerald. He was more responsible than I’d ever seen him, not that he had any choice—I’d seen to that. Today I would work him hard, just like any slave, and then I’d humiliate him again. Then I’d be done. I’d give him his options tomorrow, maybe as early as noon. So far I had no idea what his decision would be.

He brought me the newspapers. It had been years since I could read them in leisure. Sundays were always so hectic between church, making the Sunday dinner, and getting my clothes ready for the coming week. Perhaps Gerald might actually help me in the future. Well, I could always hope.

It was perhaps a half hour later that Gerald returned with the tray of food. I had him kneel next to me and fed him as I had done yesterday. He was almost like a young child or faithful dog as he licked my fingers clean. I swung my legs over the side of the bed, motioning him to cover my cunt with his mouth. I washed his breakfast down with my urine. I kissed his head once I was done and resumed my position in bed. I gave him his instructions for the day and told him to get to it. I would check on him shortly.

I gave the kitchen the once over—it was spotless. Apparently he had learned his lesson well. When I went outside I found him trimming the shrubs as I had ordered. I watched as he raked the trimmings. He continued this work after lunch and I stopped him just after five. It was almost dark. I allowed him a shower and fed him, a nice roast beef that I cut into small pieces and fed him from his bowl with some mashed potatoes and gravy. After dinner I set him up to watch his BDSM video while I prepared for the evening’s fun.

Gerald gave a double take when I walked in to turn off the computer thirty minutes later. He couldn’t take his eyes off my dick. It was long, thick, and black, swinging back and forth with every step as it hung from my strap-on. “I did it last night, Gerald now it’s your turn. I’ll gag you if you make a commotion so be quiet.”
I led him back to the kitchen where I tied him to the table as I had done Friday night. Tonight, though, I had other ideas for his ass, although I wouldn’t complain about reddening his cheeks if he objected too much. I tied him tightly, spreading his legs with the spreader bar at his ankles. I rubbed my hands over his butt cheeks, relaxing him—I knew he was nervous…I would be, too.

I pulled on a latex glove and dribbled some lube onto his anus. I pushed it in with my finger. I realized then that my fingers were much thinner than David’s. I’d probably have to push four into Gerald to come even close to the dildo’s diameter. Fucking Gerald’s ass with my fingers was fun, but I really wanted to fuck him—to humiliate him once again. It wasn’t long before I had three fingers in him; it was about then that I noticed his moaning. I added some more lube and pushed that fourth finger into his ass. I thought he was ready.

I used my other hand to rub the dildo with lube. I pulled my fingers out, noticing Gerald’s groan of disappointment. Only seconds later I aimed the hard vinyl cock at the small space created by my fingers. I pushed and the cock’s head slipped past the sphincter. I was in and could take my time now. I pushed slowly now, arching my back and forcing my hips forward. I repeated several times until all eight inches was buried in his rectum. I humped him for a few minutes before changing my angle. I stood tall, pushing the dildo down and contacting his prostate. I saw what I wanted to see less than a minute later. Gerald was being milked—semen leaked from his cock onto the floor, but he never had an orgasm. He experienced not even an iota of pleasure from the fucking I was giving him.

I pulled out when his leakage stopped. I untied Gerald, had him kneel in front of me and told him to clean my “cock.” I checked his work a few minutes later and gave him the OK. Then I pointed to the floor—he was mortified when he saw the semen. “Your mess—you clean it up. Use your tongue and do a good job.” He was really upset, but when he saw the expression on my face he fell quickly to his knees. I pointed out a few drops he missed and he reluctantly licked them up.

It was still early—too early for bed so I took him to the bathroom to clean his butt. I washed it with a hot wash cloth and a little soap. Most lube is water soluble so it was a quick and easy job. I had fun washing Gerald’s balls. When I was done I led him to the living room. I sat down with my book and had him sit at my feet. I wasn’t surprised when he laid his head on my thigh. I ran my fingers through his hair and down his cheek. Around eleven I led him to the foot of the bed where I once again chained him to the bed frame, gave him a pillow and blanket, and kissed him good night. He was asleep before I turned out the light.

GERALD

My Mistress woke me; I’d slept surprisingly well that night despite all the humiliation I’d had with David—watching him fuck my wife was bad enough, but having to clean him and eat his cum out of Marge’s ass was disgusting! I couldn’t believe I actually fantasized about this! What the hell was I thinking? She led me to the bathroom where I relieved myself and showered. She gave me a specific menu for breakfast and I went to make it. She ate in bed and, once again, fed me with her fingers. Funny, I’d never licked her fingers before this weekend; I found it incredibly sensual. I probably would have gotten a hard-on if I wasn’t locked in this damn thing. I had been wearing it less than two full days and I already hated it.

After breakfast I was sent out to work in the yard again. I couldn’t believe how much yard work there was. Maybe I should have kept up with it. I trimmed almost all the shrubs, raked the cuttings and bagged them for the trash. I couldn’t remember the last time I had done this. Around five I was allowed to take a shower, eat from my bowl and watch a video of some guy getting fucked by a hot woman.

I almost fell off the chair when my Mistress walked in with a strap-on. That thing looked fucking huge! I couldn’t believe she was going to put that thing into my ass. She tied me to the table, fingered me, and fucked me. It hurt a bit at first, but in time it felt pretty good. At one point she stood higher and pushed that big vinyl cock in me at a different angle. I didn’t know why until later—when I looked down and saw my semen all over the floor. I had to clean the dildo and then she showed me the semen. I knew what to do before she even told me; I kneeled and licked the floor clean.

I took a shower wondering what she had for me next—it proved to be the best thing of the entire day. I sat at her feet while she read. I leaned my head against her smooth thigh—it was heavenly. When she ran her fingers through my hair I felt everything was worthwhile. She put me to bed and I fell asleep almost immediately.

CHAPTER 4 – MONDAY

MARGE

I woke early, but let Gerald sleep. I lay in bed thinking—what should I do today? Should I work his sorry ass hard or just have our discussion after breakfast? I wished I knew what to do. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep. When I woke again I had a plan. I never said it was a good plan, but it was a plan. I leaned down the bed—Gerald was still asleep so I got up, peed, and took a quick shower. He was awake when I walked out of the bathroom naked.

I got him up, sending him to the bathroom. While there I grabbed the shaving soap and razor; I handed them to him and pointed to my groin. I lifted one leg onto the toilet, opening myself to him. He carefully applied the soap and moved the razor over my labia. He shaved my pubic area just as carefully. He washed me once he was done and looked up at me. I gave him a look as if to say, “Well?” He took the hint and dove into my cunt tongue first. I knew I had to move—there was no way I could maintain myself in this position. I backed up to the vanity and sat on it, my legs spread almost 180 degrees. Gerald crawled to me, drank my juice, and tongue fucked me to a fantastic orgasm. I held his head in my cunt for many minutes as I recovered. I told him to make breakfast—fried egg sandwiches with bacon. I’d meet him in the kitchen.

Ten minutes later I was there and so was the breakfast. I sat Gerald between my legs and fed him bits of sandwich when he wasn’t licking and eating my pussy again. I came just as I finished the food. “Clean up, Gerald then I want to see you in the bedroom. You have fifteen minutes.”

I was sitting on the bed when Gerald crawled in. I motioned him to sit right in front of me. “Gerald, I could continue this for the rest of the day, but, truthfully, I’ve run out of ideas so I think the time has come for you to make your decision. I will abide by your decision whatever it is. We can continue the way we have all weekend with you as my slave and I will allow you thirty minutes of videos every day. We’ll live out your fantasies as we have these past few days, or we can go back to our “normal” relationship. However, if you ever watch anything remotely like those perverse sites again it will be divorce and public humiliation for you. I know what Mr. Seymour thinks of porn; I’m sure he’d fire you in a heartbeat. As I said, I will go along with your decision. Do you need time to make it?”

“No, Mistress, I found that having fantasies is one thing, bringing them to life is something else. I thought I would enjoy them, but I didn’t. I hated being humiliated and watching you with Tina and that David was more than I could bear. I apologize for ignoring you and your needs while I was acting the fool. I’d like to go back to normal, whatever that is, but…there was one thing….”

“What, Gerald?”

“No…never mind…it’s not important.”

“Very well then, why don’t you get dressed? I’ll be in the living room.” I bent down and kissed him on the lips.

I had been reading my book for almost fifteen minutes when I heard a noise in the hall. “Is that you, Gerald?” I heard some mumbling so I put the book aside and rose. I took two steps, turned into the hall, and stopped short. My hands went to my face. “Oh my!” I exclaimed. Gerald was there–still naked with his collar on his neck and his leash in his mouth. His head was on the floor in total submission. He shook in terror. I knelt next to him, rubbed his back, and lifted his chin with my finger. He looked at me fearfully. “Is this what you couldn’t talk to me about, Gerald? There was no reason to be embarrassed. We are married, you know. Come on, we need to talk.” I pulled the leash from his teeth and led him into the center of the living room. “Stay!” I ordered as though I was speaking to a dog.

I walked to the couch, stripped off my blouse and bra, and dropped my Capri’s and boy shorts. I sat, spread my legs, and tugged on the leash. I stopped Gerald inches from my pussy. “I want to be sure I understand, Gerald. You opted for normal–not to be a slave–but you want to serve me…to be submissive to my dominance. Am I right?” Gerald just nodded.

“Very well, Gerald I told you I would accept whatever decision you made and I accept this one. I will continue to be your Mistress, but you will be my submissive, not my slave. As a submissive you will have rights. I won’t torture you, but I reserve the right to punish you if needed.

“Now, listen closely—tomorrow you’ll leave for work at the regular time. When you return you will find your collar on a hook by the door. You’ll put it on, walk quickly to the bedroom where you’ll strip. You’ll return to the living room crawling where you will show me respect by kissing my feet and then you will adore me. What do you see right in front of your face?”

“Your pussy, Mistress.”

“Right…the embodiment of my power and authority over you…my womanhood. You will adore my pussy until I have an orgasm then you will spend an hour working around the house. I will have a list of chores for you.

“Now, one other thing, you will go to work tomorrow ‘commando,’ that is without underwear. You are not a man now so you will not wear a man’s underwear. I will go shopping tomorrow to buy you women’s panties. These, along with the chastity cage, will remind you of my authority over you. Wait here a minute.” I rose and walked into the closet, returning with my tape measure. “Stand!” I wrapped the tape around Gerald’s hips—37 inches. “OK, kneel. That’s so I will know what size to buy. Don’t be upset, Gerald. You haven’t been much of a man for a long time, but you will be one again. I will build you into the kind of man I want—the kind of man our children will be proud of and look up to. Yes, Gerald I am ready now to conceive. We will make love every night until I become pregnant, and maybe even beyond that. You will be a man again before I give birth. I will make you work every day and I’ll control your diet. You’ll lose weight and gain muscle. Do you accept my authority and control over you, Gerald…now and forever?”

Gerald lowered his head to kiss my feet as he replied, “Yes, Mistress.”

“Very well, Gerald now I want you to stand. I removed the chain from my neck and opened his cage. I released his penis and removed the restraining ring. I massaged his balls and the merest touch of my hand caused him to become fully erect. I didn’t know when I had ever seen him longer or harder. “Stand still,” I told Gerald, “Keep your hands at your sides.” I leaned forward, taking his hot hard organ into my mouth. I licked around the head and when I took him deep he groaned uncontrollably. Seconds later I felt him shoot over and over in my mouth. I cleaned his cock with my tongue and told him to kneel. “Open,” I commanded and when he did I kissed Gerald with more passion that we’d seen in months—maybe even years. He willingly accepted his own cum from my mouth and licked it from my oral surfaces. I broke the kiss, commanding him again, “Stand.” I replaced the cock cage and tightened the screws before replacing the chain around my neck.

“Now, Gerald you no longer have to worry about anything. Momma will take care of you. Come and sit in my lap. You’re my little boy and I’ll always take care of you. I put his mouth to my teat and allowed him to suckle for almost an hour.

GERALD

I had a good night’s sleep for the first time all weekend. The sun was high in the sky when my Mistress woke me. She took me to the bathroom as I wondered what diabolical things she would do to me today. Instead, she had me shave her pussy and eat her to yet another orgasm. An orgasm…what a wonderful thought…I wish I could have one. I went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast—fried egg sandwiches. I had just finished when she arrived. She fed me from her fingers as she had done at other meals, seating me this time between her legs so I could eat her juicy pussy yet again. She told me to clean up the mess and meet with her in the bedroom.

I crawled in and she told me she had run out of ideas—the experiment was over. A big part of me was relieved. I hated the humiliation and seeing that David fucking my beloved wife was terrifying as much as it was exciting. Watching was like being in your own porn flick, but I was so afraid she would enjoy fucking him too much—more than she ever enjoyed sex with me.

I was offered time but I had already decided—I wanted to return to our normal lives…well, almost. The problem was I couldn’t find the way to tell her that I loved her dominance of me and that I wanted more than ever to spend my life serving her. When she left me I felt paralyzed. I couldn’t get dressed; I couldn’t speak. Mindlessly, I crawled into the hallway. Somehow I had found my leash and put it into my mouth. When I reached the living room entrance I stopped. I couldn’t move another muscle. I was terrified—what would Marge say? What would she do? Would she be revolted by the sight of me? Would she throw me out—divorce me? No wonder I was shaking so terribly.

And then she found me…and she was all tenderness. She told me she would accept my decision whatever it was. She soothed me and led me to the living room where she told me what I should expect—how I would dress, how I would behave, how I would adore her pussy and kiss her feet. I would gladly to all those things so she would know how much I love her. That’s when she lowered the boom—she wanted to conceive! She would remold me into the kind of man she wanted me to be and she would do it quickly—in less than a year. I’d have to work—hard—to satisfy her. I’d do anything and I proved it when she sucked me to an orgasm then kissed me as I sucked my own cum from her mouth. She told me that was the last time she’d suck me off…from then on my seed was going into her pussy.

EPILOG

I bought Gerald a dozen pairs of feminine panties from Victoria’s Secret. I made him try them on the following afternoon. I could tell he was embarrassed, but I reminded him that this was but an intermediate step, one he had to pass through on his way back to being a man—my man—again. Once a week I applied the depilatory to Gerald’s skin, keeping him hairless. That, too, was a reminder of his past sins. I worked him every evening before dinner, but afterwards we always made love.

Gerald was not as big as David, but there was a big difference—I loved Gerald. We made love that Monday night and it was just as it had been years ago before we were married. We were nervous—never before had our coupling meant anything but a means for mutual enjoyment. Tonight and every night we would try to conceive. We showered together as we kissed and hugged. I removed Gerald’s chastity cage and cleansed his organ thoroughly. Gerald knelt before me, kissed my feet and then my pussy. I turned around and he licked my ass. Amazing—one weekend and he was almost totally broken. I doubted there was anything he wouldn’t do for me, and just four days ago he barely knew I was alive. I should have recognized how submissive he was years ago.

I led Gerald to the bed by his hard erect penis. I lay on the bed, inviting Gerald to join me. He fell into my arms. I cradled him on top of me, as one would with a young child, and allowed him to suckle my breast. I thought this would help to break him further—infantilize him, all the way to the bottom—so I could rebuild him the way I wanted. Gerald would be a man, but one that respected and adored his wife, one who waited on her every desire, one who anticipated her every need, one who lived for only a single purpose—to serve his wife.

I pulled Gerald around on top of me as we kissed for several minutes. “Are you ready now, Gerald? Are you ready after all the months of neglect to do your duty and take care of your wife?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Very well, Gerald, you may fuck me, but I will want you to hold your orgasm until I have given permission. You will cum, but only when I say so.”

“Yes, Mistress.” I placed his cock at my opening and pulled him into me. We thrust together slowly at first as we kissed and held each other. I moved his hand to my nipple; I moved my hand to his tender testicles, rubbing them as we fucked. Gerald broke the kiss, pulled back a few inches and whispered, “I love you, Mistress. There is nothing I wouldn’t do for you, Mistress.” I smiled my approval; I knew I had Gerald right where I wanted him.

We had moved together for almost five minutes, going slowly so as to hinder his cumming. I had waited more than three months for this and I was going to make it last. After eight minutes I could feel a tiny rumbling deep within me. I quickened my pace and in a minute we were fucking like dogs. “Cum for me, Gerald. Fill me with your seed.” Gerald took four deep thrusts and came violently within me. A few seconds later my own orgasm arrived; its power overwhelmed me. I lay there panting, holding Gerald to me, “Stay inside me, Gerald. I don’t want your semen to leak out.” We lay there for almost thirty minutes before I ordered Gerald to rise and lick out my cunt.

We made love every night for almost a month except while I had my period then we continued in earnest and the second month my period never came…we were pretty sure I was pregnant. During this time I worked Gerald hard. He dropped almost twenty pounds the first three months. His flab was replaced with muscle. His posture improved and his back, once weak and gimpy, gained strength and flexibility. My favorite improvement though was his cock. As he lost weight it seemed to gain length and girth. It was probably nothing more than an optical illusion, but it helped Gerald’s ego tremendously.

As I promised I had gone shopping for Gerald’s new panties. I went to Victoria’s Secret at the mall and sought the assistance of an attractive salesgirl. I told her I needed panties to fit someone with 37-inch hips—my husband. Once we stopped laughing she brought an assortment for me to inspect. She suggested some with some extra room in the crotch—for his penis and balls. Apparently, I was not the only woman to buy these for my husband. I made Gerald try on all the panties that evening. He was embarrassed, but the next morning he put them on even though I had not yet removed his men’s underwear from his drawer. I never did remove them—there was no need. I asked Gerald about it one day; he replied that I had told him to wear the panties. He was just following my orders.

Our house was painted inside and out. He mulched the beds for the first time in years, applied fertilizer and weed control in the lawn. He planted new annuals every season. He mowed the lawn faithfully every week, at least. It wasn’t long—a few months at most—before he no longer needed direction from me. Gerald began to take pride in his accomplishments. He had begun his climb back.

I invited Tina to visit often, but I would not allow her to humiliate Gerald as she had that first weekend. She always saw him naked and he always treated her as he treated me—with the utmost respect and consideration. However, I never again had sex with Tina, nor did I allow her to pee in Gerald’s mouth. I still did that occasionally, like if I was in the middle of a TV show I was especially enjoying, or if I was engaged in some activity that I needed to stay with, but it was the exception rather than the rule. I treated these episodes as tests for Gerald.

I did invite David one more time. Gerald answered the door naked which probably scared poor David terribly. He brought us drinks and snacks and he did clean both David’s cock and my cunt. I did it just after my third month, mostly as a way of telling David good-bye. I gave up my volunteering at the library; I planned to be a full-time mother and I wouldn’t see him again. I know Gerald was relieved when I told David, but he didn’t gloat. I would have beaten him if he had.

Gerald was exactly where I wanted him when I gave birth. He reminded me of the reformed Scrooge from Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol.” He was promoted at work and, not surprisingly, credited me with his success. I was in the hospital for two days; when I returned home with our daughter I removed all the panties from his drawer. Gerald was a man again!

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I wrote this story for my friend, who’s mentioned obviously. It’s fiction and as I’m not a writer myself, it’s not of great quality from a writer’s standpoint. I hope the story itself is enjoyable to all who read it.

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You open the door and come into my classroom. I stand up and walk over to greet you, reaching my hand out, shaking your hand and introducing myself. “Hello, I’m Miss Alexander, but you can call me Miss Monica.” You look up at me and reply, “Hi, I’m Tiffany.”

After releasing your hand, I walk over to the door and turn the latch to lock the door. Upon hearing the latch you turn around and ask me, “Why are you locking the door?” To which I reply, “This is to make sure we aren’t interrupted honey.” Your eyes widen a bit when you hear me call you ‘honey.’ Turning back around I look directly at you, noticing that you’re dressed very casual in a simple pair of pink soffe shorts and a purple tee shirt, looking you up and down, wondering what is hiding underneath.

“Tiffany, please have a seat and we’ll begin. I’m going to start by asking you a few questions. First, have you ever masturbated?”

“Y… Yes.”

“How often do you masturbate?”

“Maybe, once a week.”

“Well, that’s good. You should be comfortable with your body.”

I walk over to you, standing in front of you as you sit at the desk, looking down at you. “Tiffany, I want you to strip down to your underwear please.”

“I… I’m not wearing panties.”

“Okay, then take off your shirt please.”

Watching you nervously pull your shirt up and over your head, seeing that you’re only wearing a gray sports bra, I notice your nipples start to stiffen before my very eyes. Realizing that I should be trying to make you as comfortable as possible, I reach down, unbutton and unzip my jeans, pushing them down around my ankles, revealing my shiny pink bikini panties to you. Standing like that for a moment, unbuttoning my shirt and dropping it off my shoulders behind me on the floor, letting you get a view of my almost matching pink bra, holding my breasts up nicely.

Noticing that you’re staring up at my chest, I look at you for a minute, seeing if you realize that I’ve caught you. After a bit I finally do something, clearing my throat, I see you jump slightly and look up at my face.

“Like what you see?”

“Ummm… yes.”

“So you are sexually attracted to women?”

Seeing you look away and blush, “Yea.”

Taking that moment to bend over and pull my jeans over my tennis shoes so I’m standing in front of you in just my underwear, becoming excited at the thought of having such an innocent young girl to ‘teach’ however I want.

“Tiffany, please stand up and walk over to my desk.”

Watching you stand slowly, walking over in front of my desk, checking out your ass on the way, enjoying the view. “Now bend over the desk.”

Looking at you bent over, your ass sticking out towards me. I walk up behind you and lean over you a bit. “Now don’t move.” Hearing you take a deep breath and shudder a little, I grab the waistband of your shorts and yank them down to your ankles, leaving them there. Looking at your pink lips protruding from underneath your ass cheeks, noticing they’re glistening with moisture, your moisture. Realizing you must be becoming aroused at being taking advantage of by your teacher I slide my hands over your plump ass cheeks, giving each one a quick smack, then kneading them.

Squeezing and kneading your soft cheeks, feeling my panties become moist as I’m getting aroused now. Taking my right hand and reaching around the front of you, softly rubbing your flat tummy, slowly moving my hand lower, feeling your bare mound, pushing down and noticing how plump and soft it is, I let out a low moan as that turns me on even more. Using my left hand to really start kneading your left cheek, slipping my other hand lower over your bare crotch, feeling an intense amount of heat coming from between your sexy thighs. Pushing my hand flatly against your lips, feeling my hand immediately become wet and sticky with your moisture. Cupping your crotch now and squeezing it, getting my hand nice and wet.

Leaning my head down, whispering, “Do you want me to continue?” into your ear. Massaging your ass cheek, waiting for your response. Hearing you gasp, “Yes, please don’t stop.” In a low moan.

Grinning to myself, pressing my panty clad crotch against your ass and pushing you forward so you’re standing a little more upright. Pushing my hand further down between your legs, reaching your now soaked opening, taking my two middle fingers and quickly shoving them deep into your pussy, feeling the walls immediately contract around my fingers. Taking my left hand off your ass and sliding it up your front, cupping your left breast, softly kneading it. Pushing my crotch against your ass, using the slick material of my panties to grind my clit against your plump cheek, feeling the crotch of my panties getting wetter and wetter by the moment.

Taking my left hand off your breast for a moment and shoving everything off my desk, grabbing you around the waist and lifting you onto the desk. “Lay face down.” You doing as I command, using your forearms to prop your upper body up just a little.

Climbing up onto the desk, using my knee to push your legs apart, reaching around and unsnapping my bra, letting it fall backwards onto the floor, exposing my breasts. Leaning myself down, pressing my hard nipples against your back, straddling your thigh, pressing my wet panty clad crotch against the back of it, slowly starting to move my hips up and down against your thigh. Leaving a wet, sticky trail on your leg, still moving my hips up and down, breathing heavier as I do.

Reaching with my right hand and opening my drawer, pulling out my glass dildo. Bringing it up between your legs and thrusting it deep into your pussy, feeling you gasp and jump forward as it enters your tight pussy. Leaving it there momentarily, raising my hand back and spanking your ass, first one cheek, then the other. Reaching back for the dildo, taking it and wiggling it back and forth first. Still grinding my pussy against your thigh, seeing my moisture starting to run down each side of your thigh, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to climax.

Squeezing your thigh between mine, stopping my orgasm from coming too soon. Taking the dildo and pulling it almost all the way out, then thrusting it all the way back in. I keep doing this, not getting any rhythm going yet, hearing your pussy making sloshing sounds around the dildo.

Raising myself upright, sticking my left hand down my panties, collecting moisture on my index and middle fingers. Pushing those two fingers between your butt cheeks and against your tight little asshole, teasing your ass, not pushing them in just yet. Finally deciding to pump the dildo in and out of your virgin pussy, I feel your breathing pick up, hearing you moaning more and moving your hips back and forth. Applying more pressure to your asshole, you push your hips up not wanting to wait anymore, forcing both my fingers into your tight ass. I hear you gasp as you do this, smiling to myself, knowing you’re about to cum. Holding my fingers in your ass, thrusting the dildo in as hard and fast as I can now, angling it so it’s pushing against your g-spot on every thrust in and out.

Knowing you’re about to orgasm, I start grinding myself against your thigh harder and faster, trying to bring myself off with you. I hear you gasp and moan, “Oh my god, I’m cumming!” Upon hearing you moan, I push my pussy down against your thigh hard, climaxing as you do, expelling copious amounts of cum through my panties and onto your leg.

Exhausted after that, I collapse onto you, pressing my breasts against your back. I can feel my pussy pulsing and my ears are ringing. I decide to just lay like that for now, relaxing on top of your sexy young body.

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Sexually frustrated, I allow my self to be used by a young butch

A Night with Claire

The bar wasn’t strictly a lesbian bar, but a lot of queer women frequented it. It was also close to my condo on my way home from work, so I tended to end up there at least a couple of times a month, more when I was between girlfriends. That was my situation when I walked in on a Friday night after a long week. I wasn’t even particularly looking to get laid, just have a few drinks without guys hitting on me.

Unfortunately Claire was there, looking like she’d just gotten off work, her hi-vis vest hanging off the back of her chair. Her back was to me as she sat at a table with friends, so I hurried over to a seat at the other end of the bar where I’d be out of her line of sight.

An hour later I was starting my third glass of wine having just finished chicken Caesar salad when Claire sat down beside me. She’d just come in from having a smoke and the smell clung to her, along with a hint of stale sweat. She had obviously come to the bar straight from work without bothering to shower. She caught the bartender’s attention and ordered a double Maker’s on the rocks as she placed her hand on my thigh.

“You’ve got this, right?” She asked as she squeezed. I sighed and nodded to the bartender who added Claire’s drink to my tab.

“We’re not doing this again,” I said. “I told you that last time.”

“Sure we aren’t,” Claire responded with a laugh, taking her bourbon and walking back to her friends. “Come find me in a few drinks.”

Claire and I had hooked up a few times, always when I had too much to drink, and I always felt disgusted with myself afterwards. She couldn’t be more than 22 or 23, more than twenty years younger than my 45. My tastes run to femmes like myself, and Claire was a hard butch with a blue faux hawk. She always smelled of cigarettes which I couldn’t stand, had out of control body hair and never showered after working on a city road crew all day. Unfortunately she was also a monster in bed and it had been four months since I last had a girlfriend. I downed the last of my wine and ordered a vodka Diet Coke.

I spent the next two hours trying to find a woman my age-or at least a femme-on the pull, but no luck. I was well past tipsy when I saw Claire step out for a smoke. Hating myself, I followed her. She was standing alone by the butts can and had just lit a smoke. She took a long drag then handed me the lit cigarette as I walked over. I took a tentative puff and started coughing as she pulled out a second cigarette and lit up. Claire didn’t say anything, just watched me smoke and occasionally exhaled a big puff of foul tobacco into my face.

I finally finished the cigarette she had given me, and still without saying anything we walked back into the bar. I went to the bar to pay, and Claire followed me. I asked for my tab and Claire chimed in with, “Mine too.” I paid both of our bills, even though Claire’s was much larger than mine. She had been drinking top shelf whiskey all night; I don’t think she ever intended to pay for it herself. If I hadn’t ended up paying for it, she probably would have found someone else from her harem of older women.

While I paid, Claire went to grab her stuff and say goodbye to her friends. I ended up standing by the door and waiting while the other girls and token twink at Claire’s laughed and shot me glances that were a mix of amusement, disgust and pity. When she finally came over, Claire took me by the hand and led me out the door. We walked hand in hand for a little over a block before she let go, showing off her possession of me. Still walking she pulled out and two cigarettes, handing them to me. Knowing what she wanted, I stopped walking. Claire didn’t. I quickly lit both cigarettes, puffing them at the same time and coughing. I hurried to catch back up with Claire and handed her one, reluctantly sucking smoke from the other. She saw my lipstick on the filter and laughed before taking a drag. I had quit smoking more than fifteen years ago and I was feeling a little nauseous as we walked.

“I love to look at your oh so prim and proper ass,” Claire said, pushing me ahead of her as we walked and I could feel her eyes on the back of my suit skirt as she followed behind me. I knew the way to her shitty basement suit and led us there, gagging on the cigarette. Claire lived five blocks from the bar, and for the entire walk I was torn. On the one hand was an intellectual desire to get the hell out, and on the other hand was a very different desire focused below my waist. My panties had gotten so damp that it was uncomfortable to walk by the time we arrived at the rundown bungalow that she rented the basement of. I tried to convince myself that I’d rather be home alone in my much nicer condo. It didn’t work and Claire unlocked the side door and led me down the stairs.

Her living room was a sty, book, empty pizza boxes and discarded beer cans covering most of the surfaces. “Grab me a beer and one for yourself,” Claire said as she walked into the washroom, closing the door most of the way behind her. I opened the fridge in the tiny kitchenette, which was full of bad beer and old takeout and grabbed two cans of Lucky. As I did I heard the hiss of Claire’s pee hitting the toilet bowl, followed by a couple of heavy plops. Claire came back out, not bothering to turn on the fan or spray to cover the smell. I opened and downed half my can of terrible beer. I wasn’t sure if I was looking for courage to stay or to leave.

Claire sat down on her ratty couch and turned on the TV while I handed her her beer. I started to sit beside her, but before I could she commanded, “Skirt off.” Humiliated, I set down my beer and pushed down my skirt and panties.

“Panties stay on for now,” Claire snapped. I pulled my cream coloured panties back up, wet spot on the front obvious as I stood there, unsure of what to do. Claire flipped through Netflix, drinking her beer, ignoring me. Finally, as she started some stupid TV show I made to sit again, only for Claire to finish her beer and hand me the empty can.

“Another,” was all she said.

I took her can and tossed it into the mostly empty recycling bin, finishing my own beer as well. I grabbed another two cans, handed one to Claire and sat beside her before she could stop me with some other demand. She didn’t even bother to look at me, just slid her hand between my legs and on top of my panties as she kept watching TV. At first her hand just rested there, but soon enough she was rubbing up and down as I got wetter and wetter. My first small orgasm happened as Claire finished her beer.

Claire passed me her empty as I caught my breath. She still didn’t look at me as I stood to go get her another beer.

“Wait,” she said, eyes on the TV. “Panties off.”

I quickly pulled down the sodden fabric, and Claire finally turned towards me. She lent down and picked up the panties, looking at the massive wet spot. Then she balled them up and pushed them into my mouth, making me taste myself. Small tears ran down my cheeks as I grabbed her another beer.

Sitting back down I allowed Claire to spread my legs and lay her palm on my uncovered crotch. Her fingers danced across my waxed skin, in and out of folds, in and out of me. Two progressively stronger orgasms hit me as the last ten minutes of the show played out on the TV. Claire didn’t look at me, seemingly indifferent to my moans and grunts. When the show ended Claire turned off the TV, stood up and walked into her bedroom, pulling me along by a wrist. There was barley enough room for a couple of Ikea dressers and an unmade double bed in the room, and the floor was covered in mounds of dirty laundry.

Claire sat on the edge of her bed and watched as I took off my jacket, blouse and bra, folding them and placing them on the least dirty looking pile of clothes I could see. Then I went over to the bed, pushed aside the quilt and lay down beside Claire. My panties were still in my mouth, but at least I wasn’t tasting myself anymore. Claire grabbed her only pillow and pushed it under my hips, raising my pelvis. Then she lowered her head to my left breast and began running her tongue over it. One of her hands trailed down my stomach, then, avoiding my crotch, began to squeeze and rub my upper thigh. Claire’s tongue found my nipple, standing to attention. Through a sexual daze I felt a bead of moisture escape my pussy and slide down my butt crack to hit the pillow under my hips. My body gave and involuntary jump as the wetness slid across my asshole, which in turn became a desperate air hump as my body begged for Claire to pay attention to my pussy. I grabbed the back of her head and pressed her face harder into my breast.

A savage bite to my nipple made me cry out in pain and pleasure, panties falling from my mouth as a small orgasm hit me, the first I’d ever had with no direct stimulation to my pussy or clit. As I gasped in shock, Claire moved her mouth over to my other breast, her hand continuing its track up and down my inner thigh, never quite landing on my crotch where I so desperately needed it.

After and unknowable time that felt like hours and seconds at the same time, Claire released my breast and began kissing down my stomach. She again skipped my crotch and began kissing up and down my thigh as her hand massaged the other thigh.

“Please,” I cried.

Claire sat up, removing her hand and mouth from me. “Please what, you dirty old slut?”

“Eat me,” I begged, almost in tears from the frustration.

“Eat what?”

My face burned with humiliation but I knew what Claire wanted to hear. “Eat my cunt. I need it so bad!”

“Why do you need it?”

“Because I’m a disgusting old lesbo and I need your tongue in my cunt!” I screamed at her, not caring if the upstairs neighbours could hear. They were probably used to it by now.

Hearing my admission, Claire dove in. Her hand found my opening and two fingers easily slid in, followed immediately by a third and a fourth, forcing me almost painfully open. At the same time her lips, her tongue, her teeth wrapped around my clit. I tried to cry out but my lungs seized and my back arched as the orgasm hit me. Her hand worked savagely in and out of me while her mouth was almost gentle. I lost all track of time, space, everything, overcome by along rolling orgasm.

I was half conscious and drunk on my own body’s sensations when Claire pulled away an eternity later. In my daze I could see my wetness clinging to her chin and hand. She stood and undid her jeans revealing a pair of men’s boxers which in turn got pushed down to reveal a damp forest of unkept brown pubic hair. Her plaid flannel shirt hit the floor seconds later. Underneath it she was wearing a sweat stained wife beater undershirt. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her small breasts, capped with large dark areola, were clearly visible through it.

“On your knees,” Claire commanded as she began to rummage through one of the small dressers. I rolled over, kneeling on all fours as sticking my ass in the air as I watched her over my shoulder. Claire found the harness and dildo she was looking for, and strapped it over her crotch before climbing onto the bed behind me. She grabbed a fistful of my hair and used it to point my hair forward as she thrust the dildo into me, all the way to its base in a single move.

With one hand tangled painfully in my hair, Claire fucked me slow and hard. Her free hand alternated between squeezing my breasts and nipples where they hung from my chest and diving down to my clit to trigger another ripple of pleasure. My legs wobbled, I was covered in sweat and moaning incoherently when her hand finally left my breasts and pussy alone. A few seconds later Claire let go of my hair and spread my butt cheeks apart. Then there was a firm wet pressure against my asshole. Claire had obviously sucked on her thumb to get it wet and was about to anally violate me with it.

“Not in my ass,” I pleaded. “Not today.” I hated anal play. It was always painful and made me feel dirty.

Of course Claire ignored me. She continued to fuck me with the strapon as she increased the pressure on my asshole. I tried my best to concentrate on the incredible feeling of the dildo filling me, sliding in and out in a wonderful way, ignoring how Claire’s thumb felt like a red hot poker forcing its way into my sphincter. Soon her thumb was as deep in my ass as Claire could force it, and there she left it, never stopping her steady fucking of my pussy. My body betrayed me; I had another orgasm before she finally pulled first the dildo from my pussy and finally her thumb from my ass.

My relief was short lived as the dildo was pressed against my asshole.

“No no not again oooooowwwwww,” my pleading quickly turned into a drawn out cry of pain. The dildo, which had seemed the perfect size in my pussy, was now a giant monster invading my ass. I tried to pull away but Claire kept a firm grip on my hips as she sodomized me. Tears streamed down my face as the dildo went in as deep as it could, Claire’s thighs pressing against my butt cheeks. It was then that she reached around and found my clit again, adding intense pleasure to the pain. She fucked me like that, driving hard and grinding into my asshole like a maniac while furiously working my clit for what seemed like hours but was probably only ten minutes. To my shame I came twice more, each orgasm sending contractions throughout my body, including my asshole which clamped down even harder on the dildo, adding more pain to the pleasure.

With my last orgasm Claire stopped fucking me, but didn’t withdraw the dildo. Instead she unbuckled the harness and left the dildo in my ass, dangling the straps. I collapsed to the bed and had a moment of respite before Claire rolled me over. Her knees straddled my head and her pussy dropped onto my mouth, my nose becoming lost in a thicket of pubic hair. She smelled musky and dank, arousal mixed with stale sweat from working outside all day. I could tell that it had been at least a day since her last shower, but that didn’t stop me from devouring her. My tongue ran from the bottom of her slit to the top over and over, sending a runnel of wetness and saliva down my throat. I sent my tongue diving as deep into her as I could, feeling the velvety softness inside her pussy. Claire moaned and ground down onto my face, her hair feeling like a dish sponge rubbing my nose and cheeks raw.

As the grinding reached a fever pitch I moved my attentions to Claire’s surprisingly small and delicate clit, still mostly under its hood. I wrapped my lips around it as she let out and explosive moan. I sucked her clit past my lips and began to work it with my tongue. I didn’t think it was possible but Claire got even wetter. Her juice dribbled down my chin and she ground harder and harder onto my face, occasionally crushing my nose and cutting off my air. I didn’t stop, couldn’t stop. She finally came with an explosive grunt and settled heavily onto my face, panting as she came down off the orgasmic high.

Claire rolled off my face and lay down beside me, both of us panting. Eventually she opened the drawer of her bedside table and pulled out a crumpled cigarette package. She lit us both a smoke and the nicotine smell joined that of sweat and sex. I took a couple of drags before reaching down to remove the dildo still lodged in my ass.

Claire slapped my hand, stopping me. “Go to the bathroom. I don’t want you pulling that thing out here and getting shit on my sheets like last time.”

My face burned with embarrassment as I remembered the small accident that had followed the last time Claire fucked me in the ass. I got up and hobbled out of the bedroom, the dildo making it awkward and painful to walk.

“Get me another beer while you’re up,” Claire yelled after me.

Just like after the last time I let Claire use me, I promised myself it would never happen again. Maybe I would keep my promise this time.

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Becky, the world’s first futa, has one wild day at college.

The World’s First Futa – Futa’s Wild Day
Chapter One: Futa’s First Teacher
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2018

April 17th, 2047

My young wife, only twenty-three years old compared to my forty-eight, sucked on my futa-dick with such hunger. Her blue eyes stared up at me with such love in them. Her strawberry-blonde hair fell about her fair cheeks, rosy with her excitement. She wiggled her ass, clad in her tight skirt and pointed at the watching studio audience.

I could feel the excitement bursting through the audience. I couldn’t see them thanks to the studio lights shining down on me, but I could sense them, hear them murmur. My breasts rose and fell in my blouse and blazer. I whimpered, pleasure escaping my lips as my wife relieved the tension telling my life story gave.

I was the world’s first futa. Nearly thirty years ago, when I was eighteen, my clit grew into a dick. It changed my life. It capitulated me to such heights of fame that the entire world was watching this talk show streamed over the internet that celebrated my forty-eighth birthday. It was so intoxicating.

“Sharron,” I whimpered, stroking my pregnant wife’s hair. I loved her so much. It took me so long to finally find a woman to love, but I did. I stared into those blue, familiar eyes, so lost in them as they sparkled up at me. “I’m going to cum.”

“Yes,” Adelia Tash, the gorgeous talk show host, moaned beside me. Her caramel-hued thighs rubbing together, her nipples poking at her bra. “I never get tired of watching you cum, Becky.”

I grinned at her, my eyes fluttering. I needed this so badly. Telling my life story was such a turn on, recounting all my sexual exploits. We were in the two minute commercial break, giving me a chance to relieve my tension.

My pussy clenched as Sharron rammed two of her fingers into my depths, stirring them up to a hot froth. I sucked in a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest as I enjoyed this so much. The pleasure rippled through me, making me squirm and moan. My ovaries tightened and tensed as my naughty wife sucked as hard as she could.

“Sharron! Yes!” I gasped as my orgasm exploded through me.

The studio audience whooped in delight. I heard women and my futa-daughters cheering in delight. Drunken euphoria washed through me as I pumped blast after blast of jizz into my wife’s hungry mouth. She gulped them down, her eyes sparkling as she stared up at me.

“Isn’t that a lovely sight?” Adelia asked the studio audience. “Such love in President Woodward’s eyes.”

“Such love!” a woman screamed. “I would love you so hard, Madam President!”

Other women whooped and cheered.

“Thirty seconds,” the male producer said. Every member of the crew was a man. Women had trouble controlling themselves around me unless they’d been exposed to me and my futa-cum enough.

I’d enjoyed Adelia many times over the years as she interviewed me, letting her adjust, mostly, to my presence. We even had a daughter together named Topenga who was starting her first year at college in the fall.

My breasts heaved in my top as Sharron pulled her mouth, full of my cum, off my dick. She moved up my body and planted a salty kiss on my lips. Her tongue shoveled my own spunk into my mouth. I whimpered, enjoying every moment.

So did the audience as they ooooohhhhheeeed and clapped.

Sharron broke the kiss, her small breasts rising in her blouse. “You’re doing amazing honey.”

“Thanks,” I breathed.

“Fifteen seconds,” the producer said, his hands motioning to my wife to get off stage.

She gave a quick wave to the studio audience, who cheered and clapped for her, then a friendly smile to me before she sauntered off the stage to watch from the side. I couldn’t help but watch the sway of her ass in her skirt. Shivering, I smoothed my own skirt as I collected myself.

Adelia landed over and licked at my chin up to my lips. “Just a little cum,” she purred as she leaned back. “Got it. Now you’re perfect.”

I smiled at her as the producer said, “And we’re live in five, four, three..” Then he mouthed: two, one.

The red lights on the three cameras filming us came on.

“Well, I am sure you are all still stewing in delight after hearing President Woodward talk about that first night when she became a futa. It was so interesting hearing the shock of growing a dick after losing her virginity to her then-boyfriend Kurt Albertson. And let’s not forget that naughty fun that happened afterward with his mother and step-sister.”

I smiled, remembering my first threesome with a mother and her step-daughter. It definitely wasn’t the last.

“But it left Becky reeling from the shock. She was the world’s first futa. Before, they existed only in the imagination of Japanese hentai artist and those inspired by their wicked works.” Adelia looked at me. “So you walked home, had sex with a random stranger—”

“Melany Atkinson,” I nodded, my clit tingling.

“And now and were trying to process what happened to you? What went through your mind when you got home?”

“I was just so confused,” I said, my cock chubbing again in my skirt. I didn’t have my panties any longer to constrain it. My wife had walked off with those, naughty minx. “I couldn’t understand how this happened, or why Janice, Mrs. Albertson, and Melany all acted like such, well, sluts for me. Just coming near me turned them into such horny vixens they had to fuck me.”

“You screwed Melany right there against her car on the evening street,” Adelia added.

I nodded my head. “I don’t know if anyone saw us, but I was freaked out afterward. You have to remember, I was a virgin that finally had sex with her high school boyfriend. I had waited three years of dating before I surrendered to him. And then… then it happened. I became a futa. Suddenly, I had sex with three women and loved it. I fled to my parent’s house nearby, glad they were out of town for the weekend, just so I could try to understand it.”

“I supposed you did a lot of thinking,” Adelia said, giving me a supportive grin with those lush lips. Her mixed race heritage gave her such an exotic look.

“Yeah,” I said. “And a lot of masturbation.”

Adelia’s laugh was rich and melodic, the studio audience joining her. “I bet.”

“But through it all, I was dreading Monday. My first day back to Seattle University. I had broken up with my boyfriend, grown a dick, and was afraid I’d start an orgy just by showing up. None of my panties felt comfortable to wear, but I forced my cock into them anyways. Then I wore the baggiest clothes I had. I wanted to be as unsexy as possible.”

I shivered, remembering that trepidation I felt nearly thirty years ago like it just happened…

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October 1st, 2017

I hoped so badly that my gray, baggy sweatpants and my loose, dark-blue sweatshirt would keep anyone from noticing my new futa-cock as I approached my college. I had my blonde hair tied back in the simplest ponytail possible. I looked like I spent the weekend binging Netflix.

Which I had when I wasn’t masturbating my dick to every cute girl that appeared on screen. Guys did nothing for me now.

My stomach twisted as I faced the University of Washington. I sucked in a deep breath, my heart screaming in my chest as I joined the other students streaming in. I tried not to get to close to any girls, holding back, clutching my bookbag before me as a protective shield while almost holding it like a child clutching a favorite stuffed animal.

A talisman against driving women wild with… whatever had happened to me.

I felt everyone kept looking at me as I walked. Girls had these strange, almost considering looks when they noticed me. Some would suddenly turn around, their nostrils flaring, their bodies shuddering. They were just so cute and adorable. I wanted to spring at them.

Instead, I would bolt off the path, cutting over the lawn to a different walkway, getting away from the girl before she lost all control and tried to have sex with me right there on the spot. What if she tried to fuck me with all the students around me?

I would die of embarrassment.

My clit-dick, however, seemed to find it hot. It chubbed up so hard in my panties, throbbing and pulsing as I hurried along. My snatch grew juicier and juicier, aching to be filled by one of Janice’s toys again. It was so hot when she used the dildo and anal beads on me last Friday while I fucked her step-mom up the ass.

That made my dick throb harder. It ached in my panties so badly.

“Hey, Becky,” a male voice said.

I stiffened. Kurt, my now ex-boyfriend, sauntered up to me. The tension racked my body as I stared at his strong form striding to me across the grass lawn, the morning sunlight painting orange highlights in his short, red hair. His blue eyes focused on me like a laser beam. And then I saw his mouth.

He had that friendly smile he usually did and all the stress melted out of me. He didn’t hate me. I never wanted to hurt him. And it looked like he had no idea I screwed his married mother.

“Hey, Kurt.”

“So…” he said, glancing at my attire. “Still a… futa…?”

“Still a futa,” I said. It was nice to talk to someone. “And before you ask, I still don’t know why this happened. I have an appointment with Dr. Senior today.”

Mirth danced in his sapphire eyes. “Dr. Senior. There’s a terrible Saturday Night Live sketch found in that name.”

“Yeah,” I said. It felt wonderful to smile again. My dick grew soft as I walked beside him. “But he’s a great doctor.”

“Well, I hope he figures it out,” he said a little too casual.

“Kurt…” A strain entered my voice.

“I know, I know. Don’t get my hopes up.” He sucked in a deep breath. “Well, we’re still friends.”

“Always,” I nodded to him. I chewed on my lip. “So, uh, peeing standing up is certainly interesting.”

“Yeah. Have you made a mess on the toilet bowl yet?”

“It’s… more complicated than I thought,” I said, cheeks pinking. “But that’s no excuse for a guy not wiping up afterward.” I gave him a hard look.

He just kept smiling. Then he glanced behind us and blinked. “Did you know we’re being followed?”

I glanced and saw a group of girls trailing after us. They looked a little dazed, maybe even a little confused, like they had no idea what was going on, why they were stumbling in this direction. They almost looked like zombies.

Sexy zombies.

“Too much to hope it was my manly presence that caught their attention?” he asked. “You know, considering how Janice acted with you on Friday night.”

“Yeah, and your… this woman I bumped into walking home.” I couldn’t let Kurt know that I fucked his mom. Friends shouldn’t do that to each other. I think there was some sort of guy code about it. And if I had a cock, maybe I should respect some of that.

“Well, that’s every guy’s dream right there,” Kurt said. “You could… have some fun.”

“I have class,” I said, my cheeks burning. “Looking to get some action? After you and Janice…”

He groaned. “Janice wouldn’t speak to me all weekend. I think she’s so embarrassed that she fucked me. Which is a shame, because screwing her was hot.”

It was hot watching him fuck his step-sister.

“Well, if you need to get to class, I’ll run some interference,” he said, nodding to the approaching doors. “There’s a bottleneck. I’ll stop them, you dart around the corner and into the girl’s bathroom. Hide out in a stall for a few minutes. They should wander off by then.”

“Thanks,” I said.

“Wingman’s job,” he nodded. “Guess if I can’t be your boyfriend, I can be that.”

“Isn’t it the wingman’s job to also make sure the friend is distracted so I can enjoy the girl I want?”

He grinned at me.

I took a deep breath as we approached the doors. I dashed ahead of him. The girls behind us let out a gasp. I darted through the door and, throwing a look behind me, I caught a quick glimpse through the glass of Kurt standing like a wall before the horny coeds, arms thrown out to stop them from immediately following.

Then I was around the corner, racing for the girl’s restroom. It lay just ahead. I set my shoulder and barreled through the door that swung inward. I took two steps and—

Collided with a black-haired girl.

She gasped as I almost planted my face into her cleavage, still hunched over from my football-like maneuver. I squeaked in shock, feeling her breasts through her top before I bounced backward. I stumbled to stay upright.

“Oh, my god,” she gasped, her brown eyes widening as she bumped into the trashcan. It wobbled and creaked as she shook her head. She glared at me. “Excuse me, you…”

Her words trailed off as lust blossomed across her face.

“Oh, no,” I groaned right before she threw herself at me.

Her arms went around my neck, pulling me tight to her. Her mouth locked on mine, her lips so hot. A shudder ran through me. My futa-dick went hard in a flash while molten passion seethed in my cunt, leaking out to stain my panties. My underwear constricted about my poor girl-cock. It ached and throbbed as I kissed the girl with such ignited need.

I had to stop this… But I couldn’t. She tasted so sweet. Her body felt so nice against mine. Her hands squeezed my rump through my sweatpants, massaging them. Her fingernails bit into them as we shuddered together.

“Bathroom stall,” I panted when I managed to pry my lips off of hers.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped, her face flushed. “Oh, my god, you’re just so sexy! Who are you?”

“Becky,” I groaned. “I think I’m the world’s only futa.”

“Fuuuutaaaa” She said the Japanese word slowly, like she savored the taste of it rolling off her tongue. “Awesome.”

She kissed me again and dragged me towards the nearest stall, arms locked about my neck. Her tongue darted into my mouth, fencing with mine as we crashed into the stall door. It flung inward, not locked, and we entered the isolated area.

I reached behind me, closing it hard. My fingers fumbled along the smooth, cool surface until I found the latch. I twisted it, locking it closed while the girl just moaned into my kiss. Like with the woman last Friday night, I didn’t know her name.

Another stranger. This time a young, nubile coed like me.

“Oh, my god,” the girl moaned, breaking the kiss. “I have never gotten so wet so fast. Just… Just looking at you turned me on.”

“You didn’t even noticed my cock, did you?” I asked as she stepped back from me and hiked up her jean skirt.

“Cock?” she asked, blinking. Then she stared at my sweatpants. “You have a cock? You’re a guy?”

“No!” I shivered. “I have a pussy, too.”

“No fucking way!” She yanked up her skirt, revealing a skimpy, red thong. “Good, because I’m so wet. I thought you’d eat my pussy or something, but a dick… I need it in me so badly. What did you do to me?”

“I wish I knew,” I gasped as she pulled her thong to the side exposing the shaved lips of her pussy. A gold ring pierced her labia.

My eyes widened at the sight of it. My poor clit-dick, trapped in my tortuous panties, throbbed, half-bent in the constraining garment. My mouth salivated. Her labia looked so pretty, glistening with her juices.

“Get that dick out and fuck me, futa!” She shuddered. “I need your cum in me so badly! Just flood my cunt with it! Oh, god, I need it. What did you do to me?”

“Sorry,” I moaned, shoving down my sweatpants and revealed my purple panties hugging my girl-dick.

“You look huge!” the girl moaned. Her hand right hand shot out, her left busy holding her thong to the side, and squeezed me. “I need this in me.”

“Just, what’s your name?” I panties as she tried to pull down my panties, my dick’s tip rubbing against the cotton material.

“Katharyn,” she groaned.

She tugged harder. My girl-cock spilled out of my panties and smacked against her wrist. She let out a wanton moan, her brown eyes staring at it. She gasped my dick and slid her hand down my girth to the blonde thatch of hair adoring my pubic mound. She released my dick to explore my vulva. Shivers ran through my body. My girl-dick ached and throbbed as she felt my pussy lips through my silky bush. She caressed me, making me whimper and groan. Such delight surged through me.

Then she groaned, her fingers sliding through my folds to grasp the base of my dick. She pulled me towards her, guiding the tip of my girl-cock to her wet pussy lips. She rubbed it up and down her snatch, brushing the gold ring. It sent a shiver through her body. A moan that echoed through the bathroom stall.

I felt the entrances to her pussy. My own cunt clenched. I groaned, my lusts racing through me. I thrust hard.

“Holy shit, futa!” she gasped as I sank into her, pushing her down onto the toilet seat in the process.

I shuddered, moving down with her, my girl-cock spearing into the depths of her pussy. The toilet seat creaked beneath her as her thighs wrapped around my hips. Her face twisted with rapture, her back arching her cunt clamped down on my shaft.

“So good. You’re huge. You’re filling me up!”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, my hips pumping away all on their own.

Pussy felt incredible. I had almost forgot after the last two days of using my hand. Masturbating held nothing on this silky, wet grip about my dick. So hot. So tight. So wonderful. I drove my dick into her, my snatch clenching every time I buried into her girth.

I shuddered at the friction as I pumped away at her wet depths. I thrust so hard, pressing her against the toilet. She whimpered and groaned, undulating beneath me, loving my girl-dick plunging over and over into her cunt. Her moans sang in my ears as she bucked up into my thrusts.

“Oh, my god, futa, oh my fucking god, this dick! This dick is awesome!”

“Uh-huh,” I panted, unable to say more as the delight of pumping in and out of her pussy washed over me.

“Just keep ramming that cock into me. Oh, my pussy needs this…” She gripped my ass, her fingers squeezing so hard into my rump. “You can cum, right? You’re going to flood my pussy with your spunk, right?”

“Yes!” I moaned, thrusting away. “You’re on the pill, right?”

“The new one!” she moaned.

“Yeah, me, too,” I groaned, pumping faster and faster. I couldn’t get her pregnant. But… what a shame. Wasn’t that the point of spurting my cum into a woman’s pussy. I shuddered, my eyes rolling back into my head as I thrust away so hard and fast.

“Just cum in me!” she begged over and over. “I need your cum to spurt into me so hard!”

“Yes!” I gasped, my hands squeezing her tits through her t-shirt. They felt so nice even through her bra. Round like mine. I hammered her, the pleasure coursing through my body.

That ache built and built in the depths of my ovaries. That tightness that threatened to consume me. I groaned, the pleasure boiling through me as I thrust away as hard as I could. Such wondrous delight filled me. This aching need to spill into her pussy. To cream her with every ounce of spunk I had washed through me.

I had to baste her pussy with my cum. My ovaries grew tighter. My hips hammered as fast as I could. I kissed her hard on the mouth, squeezing her tits as I plunged over and over into her juicy depths.

She moaned into my mouth. Her pussy spasmed about my dick. Katharyn came on my cock. Her cunt writhed. That hungry hole sucked at my ovaries. I could feel her need as her orgasm surged through her body.

And I answered it.

“Katharyn!” I screamed, breaking her kiss as I buried into her. My futa-cum pumped out of me.

“Yes, yes, yes, futa!” she moaned. “Spill that wondrous seed in me!”

Her pussy writhed about me. The feel of my cum pumping into her depths seemed to have set her off. It increased the pleasure shooting down my dick as her cunt milked my cunt. Her hot flesh massaged my spurting girl-dick, ecstasy surging through me.

It felt so amazing to cum into a girl. It felt so right.

Pleasure buzzed through my body as I groaned through my clenched teeth. The toilet seat creaked as she writhed beneath me. Her thighs locked tight about my hips as we both moaned out our desire through the classroom.

“Futa!” she whimpered. “Oh, I needed that! Your seed… Your seed is in me!”

“Uh-huh,” I gasped as my pleasure peaked. My eyes fluttered, the final spurt of my cum flooding her pussy. My own cunt stopped spasming. Juices flooded down my thighs. “Wow.”

“Uh-huh,” she groaned. “That was incredible. I loved it!”

“Me, too,” I nodded, my body buzzing from the rapture of my orgasm. It had me trembling and groaning.

Her thighs relaxed and I pulled out of her molten depths. She sat there panting, my cum slowly trickling out of her snatch, coating her labia and her piercing. I shuddered, my dick still aching. But I pulled up my panties, trapping my wet shaft against my stomach. The waistband only came up to my mid shaft, pinning my dick in place.

It wasn’t terribly uncomfortable so I pulled up my sweatpants high enough to cover my dick, my tip rubbing against the fluffy cloth. That sent tingles down to my juicy pussy. I shoved my sweatshirt over it, glancing down.

It didn’t look obvious that I had a dick. Not that it seemed to matter. It wasn’t noticing my dick that set girls off. What was it? I hoped Dr. Senior would know.

I backed out of the stall and darted out of the classroom. The halls were emptier. The hour was about to start, morning classes beginning. I darted down the halls to my first class taught by Professor Rider. Even though I would be a few minutes late, I didn’t mind. I floated on the euphoria of my classroom.

I reached my psychology 101 classroom and slipped in. Professor Rider glanced at me as she spoke at the front of the classroom. Her blue eyes narrowed behind her glasses. A flush of heat washed through me as I felt her scrutiny. She was an older woman, another MILF like Kurt’s mother and the woman I fucked on my way home Friday night. Professor Rider possessed a curvy body, her thighs clad in pantyhose.

I never noticed how lovely pantyhose were on a woman. How the nylon hugged her skin, giving them this lustrous quality bare legs lacked. I swallowed, hunching my shoulders and hurrying away from my professor before my… futaness affected her. I rushed to the seats in the back, mostly empty save for a few guys, and sat down between them.

I gave the quick smiles. They glanced at me then looked back at the classroom. In my mousy garb they didn’t even look twice at me. I let out a sigh of a relief hoping I was far enough away from the other girls in the classroom.

“While some credit Freud with laying the foundation of modern psychoanalyst, he is not without his critics,” Professor Rider said as she lectured. “Many are not convinced by his psycho-sexual model of human development.”

My futa-dick’s hardon subsided as I opened my laptop and begin taking my notes. I sucked in a deep breath, nodding my head, sinking into the lecture. I wanted to be a psychologist. I thought it would be so rewarding to help people overcome their emotional turmoil.

I knew I could use someone right now to help straighten me out. So many conflicting impulses assailed me. The desire to fuck every pretty girl I could combined with the guilt. It was almost like I was taking advantage of them. They got turned on so fast, I wondered if they really had any consent over their actions. I mean, they initiated the sex every time, but…

It was all so confusing. Dr. Senior would figure it out. He was an amazing doctor. I had been seeing him all my life. He would understand why this happened to me. Figure it out. Maybe even fix it…

Did I want to fix it?

I worried my lip, pondering that as I tried to focus on Professor Rider speaking, her auburn hair sweeping about that mature and lovely face. It was still gorgeous but had such experience. She was a woman that knew how to love a cock.

A girl-cock.

My dick throbbed as I found myself drinking in the lushness of her body, her breasts jiggling in her tight blouse. They were big and soft, like Mrs. Albertson’s or Janice’s tits. My hands clenched, remembering the feel of those two women’s boobs in my hands while imagining if Professor Rider’s would feel the same.

And those blue eyes…

Every time I felt them fall on me as she scanned across the classroom, electricity sparked through me. My pussy would clench and my girl-dick would throb harder and harder. I understood why guys found glasses so sexy on a woman now. They… enhanced her, giving her this knowledgeable air that combined with her lush beauty to let you know there was a wild beast lurking beneath her exterior waiting to burst out and devour you.

I so wanted to be devoured by her. My heart thudded in my chest as I licked my lips. I bet she would do such naughty things to me. She would make me whimper and groan. She would consume me. I shifted in my chair, my cock aching and throbbing in my skirt, demanding to explode out and fuck her right now.

I licked my lips, smiling every time she glanced at me.

“Why are all the girls looking at you?” Harry, the guy with shaggy-blond hair sitting beside me, asked.

“Huh?” I asked, blinking my eyes.

Then I realized that the other girls in the classroom were throwing looks over their shoulders. They were staring at me with bright eyes, their youthful faces flushed, lips glistening. I shivered as they squirmed. I was affecting them. Even sitting at the back of the class. They could… feel whatever it was about me that made me special.

“I…” I didn’t know what to say to Harry. “It’s…”

“Becky Woodward,” Professor Rider said, her voice almost purring my name. “What is so interesting that you feel the need to interrupt my lecture?”

I blushed, my cheeks burning as all the girls now had a reason to look at me.

“N-nothing, Professor,” I said, wanting to melt into my chair even as my dick ached and throbbed.

“Nothing?” She arched an eyebrow at me and pushed up her glasses with her long finger. “I don’t think so. March up here right now and tell the class.”

My eyes bulged. “Professor.”

“I said right now!” Her voice rang with steel, so commanding. It made my girl-dick throb.

“Y-yes, Professor,” I squeaked and bolted to my chair.

I was so painfully aware of my hardon throbbing against my panties’ waistband and my sweatpants. My sweatshirt had ridden up and I felt that every could could see my bulge. I shoved it down, my cheeks flaming hot as I walked up to the classroom.

All dozen or so of the girls’ eyes followed me, their heads swiveling as they practically drooled over me. I heard their desks squeaking and creaking as they squirmed. My heart pounded in my chest, the guys looking puzzled, noticing the girls’ unusual behavior.

A hungry smile grew on Professor Rider’s lips as I stopped before her. I swallowed as her gaze swept up and down my body. I could almost feel her stripping me naked. My body shook, my nipples so hard in my bra.

“Well, Becky,” she said, saying my name with such care. She stood close to me. I could smell her flowery perfume. “What were you telling Harry that was so important?”

“He was just… just wondering why everyone is staring at me.”

“You mean the girls?” Professor Rider said, all dozen girls staring so intently at me, many leaning forward in their desks, licking their lips. A horde of horny pussycats faced me.

“Y-yes, Professor,” I said, my futa-dick pulsing and throbbing. My hands clasped before me, trying to hide my hardon.

“Well?” the MILF asked me as she stood even closer, just an inch separating us. Maybe it was my imagination, but I could feel heat radiating from her. “Why are we all staring at you? It’s not your outfit.” She grabbed the hem of my sweatshirt, pulling it up. “Is it what’s beneath?”

“Professor,” I gasped as she drew it up over my bulge before I could stop her.

A wanton moan escaped her lips. “Ooh, what are you hiding in your pants, Becky?”

“Please, Professor,” I whined, everyone staring at me, boys and girls both.

“Is that a… a cock?” Chris, a nerdy looking guy in the front row asked. “You have a cock, Becky?”

“Wow,” the girl sitting next to him moaned. I think her name was Tiffany. “That’s… That’s so hot.”

“Yes,” Professor Rider said and, too my embarrassing shock, she knelt before me and yanked down my sweatpants before I could stop her.

Maybe I didn’t want to stop her. My lusts warred with my embarrassment. My girl-cock wanted to be played with while my mind wanted this to end. I glanced at the door, so aware of the top half of my clit-dick thrusting out the top of my panties, on display for anyone to see.

“Jesus,” Chris groaned.

“She’s huge,” another guy groaned in awe or envy.

“Holy shit, I would to fuck that dick!” one of the girls moaned. I wasn’t sure which.

Mortification and horniness afflicted me. My cheeks burned as lust and shame warred across them. I trembled and buried my face in my hands. This couldn’t be happening. My professor couldn’t be pulling down my panties before everyone. She worked them off inch-by-inch, my cock leaning out forward more and more until it thrust straight ahead at the rest of the class, my blonde bush exposed and…

“Oh, my now this is interesting,” Professor Rider said as her fingers stroked through my silky pubic hair and brushed my swollen labia. “She has a bush. It looks like her clit has turned into this amazing dick.”

“Futa,” Chris groaned in awe, his eyes locked on it. He licked his lips just like the girls were doing. “That’s so hot.”

“Yes,” Tiffany groaned beside him. “Wow, a cock and pussy. That must be so amazing.”

“Let’s find out,” Professor Rider said as she moved on her knees until she was right before me. Her hand seized my cock, her blue eyes sparkling behind her glasses.

Then she leaned in and licked my pussy. My eyes widened in shock as her tongue danced through my folds right before the class. The guys all groaned and the girls all moaned. Desks shuddered as everyone watched our sexy professor go down on my cunt. Her tongue parted my folds, stimulating them.

Delight shot up to the tip of my dick, racing ahead of her tongue working towards my cunt. I whimpered, my entire body shaking. This couldn’t be happening. I didn’t want to believe it was possible, and yet… And yet she was feasting on my snatch. She was licking her tongue through my cunt and making me shudder in delight.

Then she reached my shaft and kept going. She drew her tongue up my dick, caressing the bottom of it, that tube that ran up to the tip my cum fired out of. Her eyes widened as she licked up my shaft until she reached the tip, flicking it.

“Is that another girl’s pussy I’m tasting on your cock, Becky?” she asked.

“Yes, Professor,” I moaned in mortification.

“Cool,” Chris groaned, his hand beneath his desk. Was he squeezing his cock through his jeans?

“Whose?” Tiffany asked while our professor danced her tongue across the crown of my dick, purring in delight as she gathered up my precum and the sticky pussy juices still drying on my shaft.

“This girl named Katharyn,” I groaned. “I fucked her in the bathroom.”

“You could fuck me in the bathroom,” a girl moaned.

“Yes,” Chris panted. “That would be so hot to watch.” His head craned to the side as he stared at Professor Rider’s mouth engulf the tip of my dick.

I shuddered, our auburn-haired professor bobbed her mouth on my girl-dick. She went to town on it, sucking, slurping, making me shudder and groan as the pleasure shot through me. I sucked in such deep breaths as she worshiped my new cock.

My pussy clenched. Juices flooded down my thighs. Everyone watched with such wide eyes. Girls were squirming, their hands reaching beneath their desks. Tiffany’s legs spread wide. Her jean skirt rode up her thighs flashing a pair of bright-purple panties at me. Her hand scratched at her crotch, pressing the fabric of her underwear into her hot flesh beneath.

I shuddered, the excitement zipping through me. Everyone was watching me getting my girl-dick blown. Professor Rider loved it with such enthusiasm. Her mouth bobbed on it. She sucked and slurped, working her mouth with such skill.

“Oh, god,” I moaned, my cheeks burning. This was really happening. My class was watching me getting my clit-dick sucked.

“Go, Professor Rider,” a guy called out.

“I wish she’d suck my cock like that,” groaned Harry in the back.

“Yeah,” Chris said, his eyes locked on the blowjob while his arm pumped.

Oh, god, he was masturbating his cock as he watched me. And Tiffany had her panties shoved to the side, her fingers buried into her cunt. She licked her lips, her silky, brown bush brushing her digits as she plunged them in and out of her juicy depths.

Pants unzipped. Guys groaned as they jerked their smaller cocks. Girls fingered their pussies, their faces so flushed. All those eyes were on me, watching me. My girl-dick throbbed in Professor Rider’s sucking mouth, her lush lips sliding up and down my shaft as she stared up at me.

“Professor Rider!” I gasped my orgasm exploding through me.

My cum fired out of my girl-dick. It spurted into her mouth. I whimpered, my head thrown back as the pleasure shot out of my body. My pussy convulsed. Juices flooded out of me as I swayed and whimpered. Such intense rapture surged through my body. I sucked in a deep breath. My heart thundered in my chest as the pleasure rippled through my body. I swayed back and forth.

It was so amazing.

Her cheeks bulged as my cum spilled into her mouth. Then she gulped it down. She swallowed my cum with such eager delight. I sucked in deep breaths, loving the feel of her savoring my spunk. She swallowed it with such hungry greed.

“Yes, yes, yes, cum down her throat, futa,” Chris groaned, fisting his dick so hard.

“Oh, that’s so hot,” Tiffany moaned beside him.

“I want to swallow your cum, Becky!” another girl gasped.

“You’re so amazing!” moaned a third girl. “Oh, my god, just so sexy!”

Sexy…

I was sexy…

Professor Rider’s mouth pulled off my dick. The MILF rose, her tits heaving in her blouse, cum staining her lips. Before I could stop her, she kissed me hard and pushed me back. The back of my thighs bumped into her desk. My naked ass sat down, papers rustling. Her metallic coffee thermos hit the floor with a loud clang as she thrust my own futa-cum into my mouth.

I shuddered, tasting my salt as she moaned into my mouth, her hands busy doing something. I didn’t know what. I was too busy enjoying the flavor of my girl-spunk as we passed it back and forth. Her lips were so hot. My hands grabbed her tits through her blouse and bra, squeezing those soft mounds.

“Oh, damn, she’s going to ride Becky,” a guy groaned.

“Fuck her hard, Professor,” Harry shouted from the back of the classroom.

“Oh, my god, I want that cock in me!” Tiffany howled in what sounded like orgasmic bliss.

“This is the hottest thing ever,” Chris groaned. I could her him fapping his dick so hard as Professor Rider straddled me on the desk, breaking our kiss.

I panted, leaning back on her desk, and saw she’d hiked up her skirt and doffed her panties. Her trimmed, fiery bush dripped with her excitement. She grabbed my dick with her left hand, guiding it to her pussy.

“I need this dick in me, Becky!” she groaned. “You’re just so sexy! Maybe Freud was right!”

She slammed her MILF-cunt down my dick.

The class erupted in cheers and moans and wolf-whistles. They applauded. They celebrated witnessing our professor’s pussy engulf my dick to the hilt. My girl-cock throbbed in her tight, silky depths. Her wet folds massaged me as she rose back up it, her tits jiggling beneath my massaging grip.

Professor Rider rode me hard, her face twisting as she pumped that tight, juicy snatch up and down my girl-dick. I moaned, sinking back onto her desk. I knocked over papers and other objects, not caring as the pleasure thrashed through me. This was incredible.

And it was insane. This was the middle of the class. And here I was getting fucked, disrupting it. My dick loved it, my classmates cheered me on, masturbating as they lusted for me. I groaned, my hands squeezing Professor Rider’s tits through her blouse.

“Yes, yes, free my tits, Becky,” she moaned. “Oh, you naughty slut. You were just teasing me with this cock. You made me so wet while I was teaching, just sitting back there, begging for me to fuck you.”

“I wasn’t,” I protested, my fingers fumbling at the buttons of her blouse, driven to strip her naked. I shuddered, my heart thudding in my chest as she worked that hot cunt faster and faster up and down my dick. “I can’t control this.”

“Ooh, you wanted my cunt fucking your cock, you little slut!” she moaned, her face wild. Her hands seized mine unbuttoning her blouse. She pressed them into her open garment to her tits. I felt her bra, shoved it up and over her boobs. “You want me so badly! You want this!”

“I guess,” I groaned, so confused by the pleasure and emotions swirling through me. Her pussy… Her pussy felt amazing and her naked tits…

I squeezed them. I massaged them. I kneaded them.

She worked her girl-dick up and down my cock. She moaned and gasped, her delight bursting through the room. I sucked in a deep breath, her cunt clenching down on my shaft as she rose up. Then she slammed her silky delight back down my girth, engulfing me all over again.

The pleasure surged through me. My pussy grew juicier and juicier. The pleasure built and built in me. My ovaries grew tighter, aching to spill my cum out into her cunt. I wanted to flood her. I wanted to pump so much of my futa-seed in her.

Her big boobs jiggled in my groping hands. I thumbed her dark-red nipples as she loved my girl-dick. She had me groaning and shuddering. My body twitched and shuddered beneath her as she undulated her hips. She stirred herself around, driving me wild, making me groan and gasp. Such rapture surged through me.

She felt incredible.

“Professor Rider!” I moaned. “Oh, yes, yes, yes, I’m going to cum in your pussy!”

“Do it!” the MILF moaned, her glasses slipping on her nose. Such a wild gleam twinkled across her sapphire eyes. “Yes!”

“Oh, god, cum in me next,” Tiffany howled, orgasming again.

Girls and guys moaned and groaned and grunted. I heard their pleasure spilling through the room. My eyes swam. I gasped, seeing some of the girls sucking on the guy’s dicks. Others were getting their pussies eaten. Tiffany had her hand on Chris’s dick, his fingers pumping in and out of her snatch.

I couldn’t believe it. I kicked off an orgy. This wasn’t right. This couldn’t be happening. But it was.

I shuddered and spasmed on the desk. My girl-dick throbbed in the depths of Professor Rider’s cunt. She slammed her cunt down my dick her back arching. She screamed out in rapture as her orgasm surged through her. Her pussy spasmed about my cock, milking it.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes, cum in me, Becky!” she hissed, her voice so throaty. “Spill all that yummy jizz into my cunt!”

I couldn’t resist the spasming flesh about my girl-dick. I shuddered and thrust up into her cunt as she slammed down. Our flesh slapped together as her cunt took every inch of my girth. My pussy clenched so tight.

My cum boiled out of my ovaries. The jets of spunk surged up my cock and erupted into her convulsing snatch. The MILF’s face transformed into rapture as my spunk spurted over and over into her.

“Yes!” she moaned. “Oh, Becky, yes, yes, yes! I needed that.”

I whimpered, my body trembling. My toes curled in my shoes. My entire body shook and shuddered. I let out such whimpering moans as the pleasure groaned my mind. It washed across the guilt, the shame, the confusion that gripped me.

For one moment, there was only accepting rapture. My toes curled. My body shook. My cock erupted into the professor’s spasming pussy.

And then it passed. My pleasure peaked and died. I spurted the last blast of cum into my professor’s pussy. My own snatch stopped convulsing. I sucked in a deep breath, hearing the moans and gasps of my classmates.

“Oh, my god, just fuck me, Chris!” Tiffany moaned, lost to her lust and letting the nerdy boy pound her on the desk.

“Harry! Oh, fuck, Harry, pump away!”

“Damn, yes, such a tight cunt!”

I stared at the orgy as Professor Rider slipped off of me, the MILF dazed. Cum stained her fiery bush and ran white down her thighs as she shook her head. I shuddered, bolting upright. Look what I caused. None of these people would be having sex if it wasn’t for me. What if the girls regretted this?

What if one of them became pregnant?

I shuddered, I couldn’t go to my next class. Not if I caused such a disruption. I hopped off the desk, and hauled up my panties and sweatpants. I bolted from the room before any of the girls could grab me and fuck me next.

I ran down the hallway. My appointment with Dr. Senior couldn’t come soon enough.

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April 17th, 2047

“Wow, that sounds so different than how you would later act,” Adelia said. “You actually fled an orgy.”

“I know,” I said, grinning. “But I was just so young and confused. I didn’t understand about the pheromones my body produced and how they affected women. If I had known that after fucking me they would gain some of their self-control back, I wouldn’t have been so panicked. But I was young and didn’t know any better.”

“So did you hide for the rest of the day?”

I nodded my head. “I locked myself in my dorm until my doctor’s appointment.” A smile crossed my lips as I remembered that. My cock tingled beneath my skirt, already needing my wife to suck me off again. “I put all my hope into Dr. Senior ‘saving’ me. But there were these two nurses…”

Adelia grinned, leaning forward to hear my next part of my life.

To be continued…

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When two sisters begin to play, big brother decides to join in.

This is part two to my story. It might help to read part one first but it isn’t entirely necessary. Please leave compliments or constructive comments only. Don’t bother writing “It sucks” or something, it’s a waste of time.

For those of you wondering where the male is. He comes into part three so hang tight.

Enjoy!

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Freya wasted little time situating herself on top of her sister, her pussy against her twins stomach as she kissed her passionately. Her tongue probled her sister’s willing mouth for moments on end as she slowly began to grind her still wet pussy all over Mariya’s toned stomach, coating it with her juices. Her hands cleverly went up to her sisters hands, sliding along the smooth skin to the restraints that had been left open and reayd to use. Swiftly, she slid the restraints on Mariya’s wrists, effectively restraining her from moving her hands. She glanced at Mariya for a moment, spotting the surprised look.

“You said it was my turn. And I’ve decided to have my fun now.” Freya said teasingly as she reached to Mariya’s right nipple and pinched it gently before tugging it. She repeated the motion until the little nub was hardened and even a little red before she repeated the action to the left one until both soft brown/pink nipples were hard against her sisters skin.

Freya smirked slightly before she turned her attention to Mariya’s own soaked pussy, a tiny patch of hair over the clit. “I think, you need to shave, Mariyannah. : She said as she stood and got the razor from the bedside table. “After all, only good girls get to decide how their pussy looks and I told you last time to make sure you had no hair down here.” She nibbled the clit for a moment as she lowered herself down to her sisters pussy and began to run the razor over the sensitive flesh and remove the hair. Slowly she removed it, dragging the razor over the flesh until the skin was smooth and hairless. “Much better.”

Mariya nodded faintly, as she felt the razor glide over her skin, causing her pussy to become wet just with the motions of her sister shaving the hair from her body. It was humiliating, and she liked it. It made her pussy ache to be touched.

Freya sat back and admired the work that she had done with the razor before putting it back on the table before going to her sisters closet and looking int he chest of toys. She fished around until she found a collar with a leash attachment, a large dildo, nipple clamps and a small whip – more like a crop really but she liked it. She came back towards her sister smiling devilishly. “Roll over and get on your hands and knees.” She ordered as she clasped the collar onto her sisters neck and tightened it after fastening the camps onto her sisters hardened nipples so that they gently squeezed the nubs and kept them hard and sensitive. She liked the decoration.

“Freya, what are you doing? Tha’ts Ang…”Mariya’s eyes widened as the collar was put in her line of vision and fastened around her neck. She felt Freya’s fingers prod her pussy entrance and then something bigger, a large object being pushed into her entrance. She moaned a little as she felt the tip of the cock pop into her, only to be removed from her entrance a second later. Mariya waited in anticipation for that thrust to make the toy enter her again and she got it a moment later as Freya pushed the entire toy deep into her cunt and attached it so it couldn’t move out of her sisters pussy unless the attachment was loosened.

“Be quiet! I didn’t say you could talk. Roll over and put your ass in the air. That’s five more strikes.” Freya hissed as she watched Mariya roll over onto her hands and knees, her toned ass elevated in the air for her sister. “You will count every single strike, and beg me for another and when I’m done, you’ll thank me.” She ordered as she pulled the leash a little in her left hand as she prepared the whip.

Not wasting a moment she solidly brought the whip down on Mariya’s ass roughly, causing a long red mark across the softly tanned skin. The purple toy was just visible from her position, the end sticking out a little from her sisters tight, dripping pussy.

Mariya whimpered softly at the stinging pain as it ebbed painfully before slowly causing her pussy tingle from the sensation. Her voice was quiet as she spoke “One…please may I have another?”

“I can’t hear you.” Freya snapped as she brought the whip down again onto her sisters skin.

“T-Two. Can I have another?” Mariya spoke a little louder as the whip came down. The tingling of her ass was making her pussy wetter and she continued to count the strikes until the number ten. “Thank you, Freya.”

“What was that?” Freya asked as she brought the tiny whip down, closer to her sisters pussy. “What did you call me?”

“-Mistress. Thank you mistress.” Mariya corrected herself as the tip of the whip just grazed the side of her clit. She felt her pussy juices drip a little as the whip was cast aside and Freya undid the restraints. She didn’t know what was going to happen next but she felt Freya’s bare hand slap her ass before the girl spoke.

“People always say you’re such a bitch Mariya..maybe its time you act like one. Get on the floor, on your hands and knees and crawl around the room. And once I tell you to stop, you’re going to lick my pussy until I cum all over your face.” Freya whispered in her sisters ear as she massaged her twins ass before moving to the bottom edge of the bed as Mariya got up and then moved to her hands and knees. Freya motioned for the woman to start crawling as she spread her legs, exposing her shaven pussy so she could rub herself as she watched Mariya begin to crawl around on the floor.

Her fingers rubbed over her clit in small circles and she moaned as she watched Mariya begin to circle the room on her hands and knees. The sight of her sisters breasts bouncing and her bare pussy and ass made her own pussy wet in no time and she pulled the leash a little as she saw Mariya slow down. “No one said slow down bitch. Keep crawling.”

Freya reached for the dildo her sister had used on her and ran it up and down her own slit before thrusting the tip into her tight little pussy. She moaned softly as one hand held the leash and the other began to pump the toy into her soaking cunt. Her eyes barely moved from watching her sister crawl about and she left the girl to her crawling while she focused on pleasuring herself, noting Mariya’s gaze to her pussy several time. “Come over here and lick my pussy. Stay on your knees” She demanded as she tugged the leash a little bit.

Watching Mariya crawl over to her Freya tugged the leash until her sisters head was in between her legs. She moaned as she felt the warm tongue begin to slide over her pussy, and taste her juices. “Good girl Mariya, lick my pussy just like that.” She moaned as she thrusted the toy in her pussy as her sister continued to lick her clit.

Mariya’s eyes raised to look into her sisters lustful gaze as she suckled the clit gently and ran her tongue around the sensitive little bud. She licked the clit repeatedly as she heard Freya moan louder.

“Oh fuck yes Mariya, lick it like that.” Freya reached over and pulled her sisters head closer to her cunt. She ground her pussy against her sisters face, both hands on her twins head for the moment, leaving the toy deep in her cunt as she focused on Mariya’s tongue all over her pussy lips and clit. She moaned loudly as Mariya’s nose rubbed her clit and then the tongue ran over it again. Her juices dripped and smeared over Mariya’s face. She thrusted herself onto Mariya’s face as her orgasm neared. “FUCK! Oh fuck yeah mmmmmm Mariya suck it like a good little bitch.” She moaned as she felt her clit get even more sensitive and her orgasm approach. She thrusted faster before screaming loudly. “Fuck yessss Mariya lick it.” She screamed as a trembling hand began to thrust the toy deep into her pussy for a few strokes before it was pulled out and Mariya replaced the toy with her tongue. She lapped up all the juices as they streamed from her sisters cunt, the leftovers smearing onto her cheeks, nose and chin. When her orgasm was finished, Freya smiled faintly and tugged Mariya up and kissed her gently. “Good girl. Now its your turn.”

She undid the clamps, leaving them on the floor and motioned to the wall. “Stand there, facing the wall and spread your legs.” She said as she followed Mariya to the wall and waited for her to get into the right position. Once she had she massaged the girls ass for a moment. “Are you horny, Mariya?”

Feeling her sisters hands on her ass Mariya nodded, whimpering softly. She was more than horny, her juices were smeared along her thighs, making them sticky with arousal. The toy in her pussy had stretched the entrance a little as it wrapped around the cock and held it inside of her. She ached to cum. “Yes mistress, very horny.” She answered, her voice trembling with arousal.

“Tell me, Mariya, how horny are you? What do you want me to do to you?” Freya asked, her voice soft as she ran a finger over her sisters drenched pussy and rubbed the clit gently. She toyed with it, rolling it in between two fingers to tease her twin while she waited for a response.

Mariya’s voice broke the silence after a moment, her cheeks flushed pink as her sister played with her pussy, making her even wetter then before. Her nipples were hard and sensitive and she could still feel the pressure of the clamps although they had been removed. “I..I want you to make me cum Freya, please. I’m so horny and I want to cum so bad…” She whimpered, her blue eyes dark with lust.

“Good girl.” Freya said simply as she removed the toy and replaced it with her tongue. She knelt on the floor her hands tugging her nipples to make the hard as she licked her sisters soaked cunt. She lapped up the juices before focusing the attention on the clit again, suckling it repeatedly as she heard Mariya moan loudly.

“Oh Freya….fuck that’s sooo good. Please don’t stop. I want to cum so badly Freya.” She moaned as she felt Freya nibble her sensitive clit for a moment. She resisted the ruge to thrust herself on her sisters face and instead stood as still as possible, her hands on the wall and her legs spread wide for her sister to have easy access to her cunt.

“Good. I want you to cum for me.” Freya moaned as she rubbed her own pussy while licking her sisters. Her other hand reached for the dildo which she pushed deep into Mariya’s pussy once again and pumped in and out of the tight entrance as she felt Mariya’s pussy tighten a little more onto the toy. “Cum Mariya, cum like a little whore all over your toy while I lick your cunt.” She moaned as she thrusted the toy harder into her sister.

“Oh GOD, Freyaaa, please I’m so close, don’t stop.” Mariya screamed as she felt her cunt tighten on the toy and her pussy tingled before exploding into an orgasm. It left her screaming as her sister sucked her clit repeatedly and kept the toy thrusting deep into her pussy. Mariya leaned against the wall as her body shook violently from the tremors of orgasm. “Fuck fuck..fuck me freya please, harder” She whimpered as she felt the toy being thrusted harder and deeper into her pussy.

“Good girl Mariya.” Freya purred as she slowed the thrusting as her sisters climax slowed. She removed the toy and gently, lovingly kissed her twins wet pussy gently before standing. She reached to turn the other girl around and kiss her when the silence int he room was broken by the door opening. Both twins turned together, only to spot Nisha closing the door. Both girls knew what was coming.

“Now that you’re done fucking each other. I think its time I teach you a lesson about not asking big brother to supervise.”

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A couple of young girls.

YES, THIS IS A YOUNG STORY, THAT MEANS UNDERAGE, NOT ADULT. SO IF YOU DON’T LIKE THESE KINDS OF STORIES JUST STAY AWAY. I DON’T NEED TO SEE THE STUPID COMENTS, BECAUSE YOU DON’T LIKE THESE KIND OF STORIES.

This Story starts with guy who 35, but takes place when he’s 25. The 2 girls are Jenifer (Jen) she 10-11 and Sarah who’s 9-10. As with my other stories I use the ******** lines to sepparate the sex scenes. So if you get sick of the boring part of the story, just skip ahead.

RUNAWAYS

My name is John I’m 35, I’ve always loved younger girls but I didn’t realize how young until 10 yrs ago. When I was 22 I won $100,000,000.00 from a lottery, so I’m set for life. Anyway, 10yrs ago I was coming back from the airport after dropping off a friend, when I saw her hitch hiking. She must have been 10yo, and very cute. I stopped and picked her up, she said her name was Jennifer but you can call me Jen and she was 10yo.

I said,”Your parents must be really worried about; I think I should take you to the police station.” She said “Oh please don’t, I couldn’t spend another night there. I’ll do anything you ask just don’t make me go back there. I’d rather die than be one more night with him” I decided to take her back to my place, I lived way out in the middle of nowhere in a huge house. She told me about her parents how her dad has been having sex with her since she was 8yo. She described him as fat smelly man who likes to get drunk. Since she was so young at the time, she thought that was a normal thing. Her mom has known about it for 6 months now and doesn’t seem to care.

Her back pack was pretty big and full of clothes. She really packed for a long trip. We got back to my place and I showed her to one of the many rooms. Like I said my house was huge, I had and indoor and outdoor pool, a hot tub, spa, work out area a room just to practice my Akido, the works. She was pretty amazed when I brought her in. After she settled in, I gave her a tour and told her she was welcome to use anything. I brought her to the kitchen and we had some lunch. Over the next few hours we got to know each other, she mentioned she thought I was cute. I told her I thought she was very beautiful.

She’d been there about a month then one day I was swimming in the indoor pool when she came down. I couldn’t believe my eyes; she was wearing a very skimpy bikini. The bottom was a thong, and the top barely covered her already small chest. When she saw me looking at her she just smiled. She said “Do you like my suit? Dad used to make me wear it when mom wasn’t around.” I just nodded my head, I was glad I was in the pool so she couldn’t see how hard I was.

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We were swimming for about 20 min. when she asked “no one can see us can they?” I assured her no one could. She got out of the pool removed her suit and jumped back in. Then she said “now it’s your turn, and don’t cheat by taking your suit off in the pool.” I was about to protest when I decided what the hell. I got out removed my suit turned and walked back in. My overly hard cock standing out in front of me. She had a huge smile on her face, and she was staring at my cock the whole time.

She swam over to me, stood up, wrapped her arms around my neck then kissed me full on the lips. I couldn’t help myself; I let my tongue move out to meet hers. My hands slid down to grip her tiny hot ass as she rubbed herself against me. I picked her up and brought her out of the pool, to one of lounge chairs.
I laid down and she guided my cock to her tiny bald pussy. Once I was inside her she let her wait down, burying me in one motion. She was moaning loudly now, saying how good it felt. I hadn’t had sex in while so I knew I wasn’t going to last long. Suddenly she screamed out “OH GOD I’M CUMMING”, as her orgasm hit. I told her I was cumming, pulled out of her, and she quickly moved her head right to my cock. She took in about half and pumped me with her hand till I released down her throat. She managed to swallow every last drop without a problem.

She said “That was the most wonderful experience I’ve ever had. I’ve wanted to do that ever since you picked me up. You treat me more like an equal than a kid. I’ve never had that before, and your so in shape I like your body.” Then she moved down taking my cock into her mouth again, I couldn’t believe how incredible she was. It didn’t take long for me to get hard.

She said as she mounted me again “This time I want to feel you cum inside me, I never knew I could feel so good.” She started riding me, pumping up and down faster and faster. She was so excited, I felt her pussy grip my cock as she climaxed. She kept going, rubbing and pinching her little nipples. She was so tight I could feel myself getting ready to explode again. Her moaning got louder and louder as pleasure ran through her body more and more. She came again only more powerful than the last one. I reached down and grabbed her ass, helping her move up and down. I came like a volcano, spurting deep inside her. When she felt me cumming she screamed out, as an overpowering orgasm took control of her body. Her hips were bucking against me, as I flooded her she was yelling out OH MY GOD, over and over.

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When we finally calmed down, we just laid there for about 20 minutes catching our breath. We finally got up, and went to our rooms to clean up. Both our legs were a little wobbly as we walked away. I laid in bed for awhile after my shower, thinking about what just happened and the implications. I decided as long as no one ever finds out I’m ok, and I sure loved feeling her nice young body against me. I finally went to the living room, she was there watching TV. She had a huge smile on her face when she saw me.

She said “I never knew what sex was really like until now. My dad would always come in do his duty and leave. I came a few times, but not like what I just had. That was truly amazing.” I replied “I never knew how much I liked young girls until you came along, that really was the best sex I’d ever had, I wish I had 5 more girls here just like you. Then you could really experience some great sex.” She thought for a moment, not sure what to say, then replied “I’m yours to do what ever you want with, I’ll even help you get other girls my own age if you want. Just promise, you’ll always make time for me” I assured I always would, knowing it wouldn’t be a problem.

Over the next few months we watched all the porn movies I had, which was quite a few. We tried all kinds of positions; she loved it when I went down in her, that turned her on the most. Then one night I fucked her ass, and she really ended up loving that. It took several tries, because she was so small, but once she got used to it she couldn’t get enough.

We were now into 6 months, I really loved her young body. We got so we were walking around naked most of the time. We had sex several times a day, she was amazing. Sometimes she would just get down in front of me, and sucked me till I came in her mouth.

She asked me to take her down town one day; she needed to do some shopping. So we drove down town and I dropped her off with a bunch of money. I told her where I’d be in case she needed me for anything, and then we set a time to meet back at the car. Being her 1st time away from the house, and she had about $500.00 in cash on her I wasn’t positive I’d see her again. I got to the car and she was already there, I had left the doors unlocked just in case.

I climbed in and asked if she got what she needed, she said “I sure did, and a whole lot more” and just grinned at me. Not sure what she meant, but figured I find out soon enough I drove off. We were about half way home when I heard a noise from the back. It sounded like giggling. I looked back and there was young girl, sitting there smiling. Jen said “I’d wondered if you were ever going to notice, her name is Sarah, she’s 9yo and is running away from her parents who abuse her. I told her about you and that you might have a place for her to stay, but I didn’t promise anything.

I waited till we got back to my place, I set her up in one of my special rooms (one that has hidden cams and mic.’s in it) through a series of questions I found out she was never sexually abused, just knocked around by one of her drunken parents. I knew I wanted her right from the go, but I knew not push anything. I treated her with the same respect, I gave Jen. Since she moved in we were back to wearing clothes around the house, and I got a lot less sex.

I would sometimes monitor Sarah in her room while she changed; I watched her young body as she got all naked and would get so hard thinking about doing her. She’d been there about a month, when I was watching her one morning, Jen entered her room and they started talking. Sarah asked “Does John like you a lot more than he likes me? I see you go to his room a lot, but he’s asked me to stay away” Jen replied “It’s because I’m more of an adult and really know how to make him happy, I doubt someone your age would understand”

Sarah said “Now come on your not that much older than I am, I can be just as much of an adult as you, just show me how.” Jen “I think I can teach you, IF you really want to learn. You have to do what ever I say without questions, can you do that?” Sarah – “I promise to do what ever you ask” Jen – “Wait here and get undressed then get on the bed, I’ll be right back” Jen left, Sarah looked like she wasn’t sure, but finally did was she was told. She was just getting on the bed when Jen walked back into the room, she had DVD in her hand and she put it in, (all the rooms had a TV, DVD player and a stereo) then she got undressed, and joined Sarah on the bed.

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I couldn’t see the TV from where I was but I cold here the sound, it was one of my porn videos. After listening for a few minutes I knew exactly which one. It was a lez porno that started off showing 2 girls kissing each other. Jen said “Now do whatever you see on the screen. Pretend you’re the girl on the left and I’ll be the one on the right” I could see Sarah looked a little unsure, but she also look a little excited. They were both kneeling on the bed facing each other.

I watched as Sarah moved her head in and kissed Jen on the lips. Jen moved her head back and said “Now open your mouth, and let your tongue move out to meet mine when we kiss. Just like you see them doing.” Jen moved her head back in and locked lips. Sarah looked a little awkward at first but the hang of it real quickly. Soon the were running their hands up and down each others body. They broke from the kiss and Sarah said “WOW. I feel so weird, it’s like I’m tingling all over” They kept kissing and would only brake just to see what was going on in the movie.

Next they laid down slowly never letting their lips part, Sarah glanced at the screen, then reached over and started stroking Jen’s pussy up and down with her finger, while Jen did the same to her. The girls started moaning right away, Sarah started moving her hips against Jen’s touch, and I could see Sarah was getting more and more excited. They both worked their fingers up and down each other’s slit while their bodies were reacting on their own. Sarah couldn’t keep her eyes off the TV now, and it was clear she liked what was happening.

They were both moaning loudly, and getting louder with each passing second. Their bodies were humping against each others fingers, while they kissed passionately. Soon they had to stop kissing as their orgasm approached. They had their heads thrown back, while their bodies jerked around. Sarah said “OMG it feel so good, what’s happening to me” Jen replied “We’re cumming, Oh god Sarah we’re both cumming” Suddenly their bodies went stiff, jerked then went stiff again. They did that several times, before calming down. Jen paused the movie so they could talk.

Sarah said “That was incredible what just happened” Jen had a huge smile on her face when she replied “That was called and orgasm, it’s what sex is really about. It’s also called cum, or cumming. (Jen actually spelled it out for her) When I feel myself hit my peak, I usually yell out I’m going to cum, or that I am cumming. I don’t even realize I’m saying it at the time. I just can’t control myself, I also want you to know I’ve never down this with another girl before so this is a first for both of us”

Sarah said “I still feel tingly like I need more it that normal?” Jen kinda giggled when she answered “That’s very normal and it’s called being horny, and feel the same. I’m very horny right now. These are some other terms I use (she went through a whole slew words and even pointed out things as she went) So go ahead and use any terms you want it actually makes you like your more into it.”

With that she turned the video back on. Sarah had a puzzled look on her face, what are they doing now. Jen just said, this. She got down between Sarah’s legs, and buried her face. As soon as Sarah felt Jen’s tongue she arched her back, and her eyes got wide. Jen had also brought one of her fingers up and it appeared like she was slowly finger fucking Sarah. It was hard to believe that that this was an almost 11yo and a 9yo that I was watching. My cock was so hard it was hurting. Their young naked bodies look so sexy, as they played with each other.

Sarah reached down and was pulling Jen into her, she bucked her hips. Forcing her pussy against Jen’s face as her moaning got louder and louder. Sarah was now saying “OMG it feels so good, I’m going to cum Jen. Oh god don’t stop, your making me cum. oh, oh, oH, AWWWWWWWWWWW” Her orgasm hit her hard, a lot harder then last one did. Her whole body started shaking; she had grabbed Jen by the hair and held her tight against her pussy. “oh m, oh m, oh my god that was amazing.” Jen picked her head up; you could see her face was as all wet and shiny. She waited a few minutes, letting Sarah catch her breath.

Jen got up and said “Now it’s my turn, but stay right where you are.” Jen moved up turned around and lowered her pussy down onto Sarah’s mouth. Sarah did the same thing Jen had done, she started finger fucking Jen as she licked away. Sarah went at it like she was a natural; Jen was grinder hips down and moaning, like crazy. Unlike Sarah, her orgasm came quick and hard. Sarah didn’t stop though; it was obvious she like what she was doing.

Sarah was using her other hand to play with herself, it looked a little awkward but she was enjoying it. Jen screamed out as she came over and over, each orgasm bigger than the last. After her 3rd or 4th orgasm, she moved down so her head was between Sarah’s legs and now they were in a 69 position. They humped up into each other, I could hear there muffled voices, as their bodies shook and convulsed. Finally Jen rolled off; I could see Sarah had passed out from cumming so hard.

I left my viewing room and went right to bed. It was about a half hour before Jen showed up. She climbed into bed, grabbed raging hard-on and guided it right to her pussy, She said “You have no idea how much I need this, I’ll tell you later, but right now I want to feel your cum deep inside me. It didn’t take long either, I couldn’t believe how wet she was. Suddenly she slammed her self down as huge orgasm took her over; I’d never seen her cum so hard or fast. In the middle of her orgasm that’s when I came. I drove her to new heights. I emptied myself into her as she fell down on my chest, passing out with my deflating cock still inside her.

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The rest of week went very similar; the girls were spending more and more time together. Then Jen would always come to me still horny, and fuck me like crazy. Each day she more excited than the day before. They sometimes met in Jen’s room, so I didn’t get to see all the encounters. The next wasn’t much different, but I made sure to show Sarah the same respect I gave Jen.

I treated her like a lady instead of a little girl. I could tell she really appreciated it to. Sarah had been here for almost 2 months, she would masturbate in her room on a regular basis. Jen and Sarah would take showers together, laughing and giggling like they were sisters. I got so I hard every time she came into the room; I decided to finally make a move one night.

I knew about what time she liked to masturbate, so I went to room about a half hour early. She was sitting on her bed in her night time clothes. I sat down beside her; she just kind of looked at me. I asked her “Do you like it here, are you having any problems?” She replied “OH I love it here; I don’t think I’ve ever been so happy. You treat me so well, like an equal and some dumb kid” I said “You’re defiantly not some dumb kid; I think you’re a beautiful young woman”

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With that I gently touched the side of her head, and leaned in slowly to kiss her. She met my kiss with enthusiasm, my hands slowly moved up and down her little body. To my surprise her hand went right for my cock, rubbing it through my pants. She stood up, threw off her night clothes, no underwear underneath, and then helped me get undressed. We were naked in no time flat.

I couldn’t keep my hands off her hot little ass, she felt wonderful. She moved her head down, and took me into her mouth. I couldn’t believe how good she was, almost as good as Jen. She managed to get most of my cock in her mouth while she pumped me at the same time. When I told her I was about to cum, she didn’t even pause. I was grabbing the back of her and was face fucking her as I shot my load. She kept her lips sealed not letting anything escape, making sure to swallow every last drop.

That was only the beginning; she kept on sucking and licking, till I was hard as a rock again. It didn’t take long, just watching her little mouth move up and down my shaft as damn erotic. The she said “I want to be more like a woman, fuck me now, that’s what Jen told me.” She laid down on the bed with her legs spread for me; I moved into position and guided my cock to her tight hole. I let the tip of my cock slowly move inside her, I couldn’t believe how tight she really was, it was amazing. I moved in and out several times, she was really wet from excitement. Then I said “I want you to close your eyes and grit your teeth, this is going to hurt at first.” She replied “I know, Jen explained everything to me I just want to get it over with so please hurry.”

I backed out a little then in motion I pushed forward, breaking her barrier as I kept going deeper. I wanted my cock all the way inside her. Once I was buried I let it sit there for a few minutes, letting her adjust to my size. She had a look of pain on her face, which slowly subsided. She opened her eyes and said “ok I’m ready, fuck me till you cum inside me. I don’t care how much it hurts; I want to feel you so bad.”

I started pumping slowly, but built up a little speed. I knew I wasn’t going to last long, she just felt to damn good. It didn’t take long for the look of pain to go away and be replaced by a look of pleasure. Soon she was moaning, and grinding her hips into me. Sarah said “oh, oh, yes, I can feel you, I’m going to cum, omg I’m going to cum. Let me feel you cum inside me, I wanna cum with you.” I let loose like a canon, shooting hard. As soon as she felt me explode, her own orgasm hit. She drove her hips into me screaming out as she did. Telling me over and over how good it felt.

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I left her room very spent, and took a nice long shower. Breaking her cherry had made quite a mess. Before I left, I had told her to do the same, then get a clean blanket for the bed. I told her we’d wait a week before we went at it again. I wanted to make sure she felt nothing but pleasure the next time.

It more like 2 weeks though, I didn’t want to push her. Then one early evening Jen came into my room. I still loved seeing her hot body, and she had some sexy underwear. She was wearing a pink see-through thong with a matching bra, and right behind her was Sarah in wearing the same thing only it was blue. Granted they didn’t have much to cover up, but that made it all the sexier. I was just in my underwear which I quickly shed.

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I got in the middle of the bed and they climbed in on either side of me. They went right for my cock, French kissing each other around my hard member. It was incredible. They’d break from the kiss; one would take the head between their lips while the other licked up and down my shaft. They did this for several minutes before breaking apart.

Sarah was the first, she climbed on, just pushed her undies aside and sank down slowly down. She got me in just a little before moving up then down again. She kept doing this until I was buried deep inside her; Jen moved her head in and started licking Sarah’s pussy. Sarah rode my cock nice and slow, really getting used to the feel. Her eyes were closed and it looked like she was in ecstasy. She had her hands on the back of Jen head, and was holding her there. Her moaning started out soft, but soon got louder and louder.

Soon she was riding me faster and faster, she lost control of herself as her first orgasm hit. She didn’t even slow down, Jen moved up and was kissing her while she used her hand to rub Sarah’s clit. Sarah went wild, breaking from the kiss to scream out. “OH FUCK, IT’S BETTER THAN YOU SAID, I can’t stop cumming Jen, oh, oh OMG I’M CUMMING AGAIN, OH MY FUCKING GOD I CAN FEEL HIM CUMMING.” I was blasting away while she bucked her hips and her body shook. She came hard, and it probably was biggest orgasm she’s had yet.

She climbed off of me falling to the side, almost collapsing. While her body jerked around from the aftermath. Jen was now sucking on my cock, and got me hard again. She climbed on pushing her pink panties aside. Sarah was removing what she had on, and looked like she was enjoying what she was watching. Jen almost came immediately, she was so worked up from watching she overly excited. She rode me for about 10 sec. and came hard. She was on her 5th orgasm when I came again, just as hard as my first one. It was amazing how much their young bodies turned me on.

Jen moved over to Sarah, and got into a 69 position with her. They were licking and sucking my cum out of each others pussy. Soon they were moaning and humping up into each other. I got behind Jen and buried my tongue in her ass. Her moaning got a lot louder, but she didn’t stop. She came first moving her hips back into us, then Jen grabbed Sarah and rolled over so now Sarah was on top. I got behind Sarah and went at her ass, the same way I went at Jen’s.

I loved the feel of her tight young ass, and as soon as she felt my tongue, her body suddenly jerked. Her moaning became a whole lot louder and she came. Her orgasm rocked through her body, and you couldn’t even understand what she was saying. I was already hard again, and my cock felt like it was aching it was so hard. Sarah rolled off of Jen and Jen moved over to me and got on her hands and knees.

I knew what she wanted, and I wanted it even more. I let my cock slowly enter her ass, but she would have none of that. As soon as she felt the tip of my cock inside her, she slammed her hips back burying me to the hilt. Then started moving back and forth, soon we got into a rhythm. I pull back as she went forward, and then thrust forward as moved back. She came screaming out “OH YEAH, FUCK MY ASS, OMG FUCK ME. FILL MY ASS WITH YOUR CUM” Which I did, I buried my cock and held her there while I emptied everything I had.

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Sarah was watching us in awe, but was too spent to move. Her last orgasms had really taken a toll on her, but she had a huge smile on her face. I laid down and Jen laid down so I had a girl on each side me and we fell asleep. The next morning when awoke both girls where already gone from the room. I showered and to the living room, I found both girls sitting around nude. They just looked me, then looked at each other and started giggling. We had some early morning sex that was awesome.

I didn’t want to, but I had to go out and take care of some things. I knew the girls still needed and education, so I did some research for home schooling stuff. I found I could order everything I need from my online account at home.

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When I got home, Jen was on the couch, with Sarah between her legs inserting the handle of her hair brush into Jen. I got an instant hard-on watching them, and I was out of my clothes in a flash. I got behind Sarah, and inserted my cock into her overly wet pussy.

She had been playing with herself the same time she was doing Jen and was really worked up. Sarah moved her head down and started licking and sucking Jen, while she kept pumping away with her brush. Jen loved every second of it, her moaning was quite loud as she humped up into Sarah. I kept rubbing Sarah’s hot little ass as I watched my cock disappear inside her. I loved the feeling of how tight she was, both these girls were incredible. Sarah had stopped her licking as her orgasm approached; Jen was cumming at the same time anyway. Feeling Sarah’s pussy clamp down, drove me over the edge.

All 3 of us came hard, at the same time. When I pulled out, Jen came over and licked me nice and clean. She kept going till I was hard again, which didn’t take long. Then she said “Do my ass like always do, I want to feel you cum in my ass” I turned her around and buried my tongue in her hole, making sure to get her ass nice and wet. She actually didn’t need it, her pussy was so wet she had leaked down and was already soaked.

I sat down on the couch, and then she sat down so her back was to me, grabbed my cock and guided it in. Once I was inside her, she slowly let her weight down. She got about half way down, then just let go, burying me in one quick motion. We sat there for a couple of minutes, and then she started fucking me. My cock looked huge as I watched it move in and out of her tiny ass. Her moaning was getting loud again, she said “Oh yes it feels so good, I love having your cock in my ass. Now Sarah, do it now” Jen stopped her movement for a second, Sarah came over and reinserted the brush handle, then started picking up speed again.”

I was obvious they had talked about this already, and Jen really like the feeling of having both holes filled. It took about 10-15 sec before she came, but it didn’t stop. It was like she was going through one huge orgasm. Jen was screaming like never before, her body looked like she as going through a seizure. Right in the middle of it is when I came, flooding her tight ass with hot cum. She slammed her ass down on me, feeling my cock swell as it exploded. Her whole body went stiff, and then she passed out.

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I don’t know how long we sat there in that position for, but I finally got up and carried Jen to her room. I could still hear her slightly moaning as I put her down. I’d never seen her get that excited. I decided to go online, and check out something. I Thought I’d get a few dildos for the girls, from what I just saw I knew they’d love one. I looked for quite awhile, not sure which one to get. Then I found the perfect thing, it was the size of a large suitcase. It had a huge variety inside of it; I knew it would be perfect. It was pretty expensive, but they gave you a deal if you ordered them in bulk. I ordered a total of 10, I could afford it, and 2 of them were free because I ordered so many.

It was kind of funny; the sex toys arrived the same day as their school stuff I had ordered. I put 8 of the cases in storage, and brought the other 2 home. I first gave them the school stuff and hid the cases. I held on to the cases for about 2 weeks, I even put their initials in each case. They were overly excited when I finally gave one to each.

I told them to put the cases in their rooms somewhere. Jen had turned 11 somewhere along the way, and Sarah had turned 10. They never told me when their birthdays were, but since I them anything they asked for, I guess it didn’t matter. I let them order things off line, and I would just pick them up at a special drop off point I had set up for myself years ago. It’s where I get all my packages delivered, I liked my privacy especially now.

John gets a new girl at least once a year, some a little older some a little younger. Some of them don’t stay for good, he leaves it up to them. Should I continue ?

Let me know

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