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Tracy takes a step down a dark path towards slavehood

The Breaking of Tracy
part 4
Tracy’s Rape

It’s not enough that I rape Tracy. I could do that at anytime. She has to do something of her own volition that goes against her every moral fibre. Only after she makes the one compromise will she start to compromise her self respect, her identity and, eventually, her humanity. So when Tracy eyes the scene before her, I can tell her horror is true and unexpected. She has no idea what’s to come. She thinks she does, but she doesn’t.

The Post, her beautifully scarred flesh straining with the effort, carries the Hole by it’s leather harness. Each step is a struggle, as the Post is a petite thing. Dutifully she sets the Hole down on the stone table. I watch Tracy. Her nose wrinkles a bit as she stares in shock. The Post’s earlier orgasm has left her smelling of sex. Subconsciously, Tracy will recognize that. It will help reinforce the mentality that torture and pain equal sex that she must learn.

In front of my chained up Rapewhore Tracy, on the stone table, is my ultimate punishment for disobedience. The Hole, as it is now known, was a beautiful girl once. Now, she’s a thing. Her legs have been amputated flush to her abdomen. Her arms, likewise. A leather harness snakes around her body as a series of black leather straps and clasps, forming a spiderweb of sadism. It clothes her little, but looks kinky. Not only does the sight arouse me, but a small leather strap acts as a handle. I allow the Hole no face. A thick, though form fitting, leather mask covers her face, save for her eyes and mouth, though a thick ball gag rests tightly between her teeth. Around her neck, a padlocked collar keeps the mask on. I eye the silver lock in satisfaction. Though it is small, and I doubt Tracy can see, I know it has no key slot. It’s been designed to never be removed. The Hole, my beautiful stump of a slave, is just that, a hole. A hole to fuck, a hole to rape. No one has touched her since the surgery, the Hole having just recovered. I plan on letting the guards or guests fuck her. When she’s not in use, I’ll let the dogs fuck her as they please. For her disobedience, I give her the greatest hell I could think of. An unending one, without hope or reprisal.

But first, before the Hole can be fully immersed in her own private hell, I have need of her with Tracy. Looking to Tracy, I see tears seeping out of the sides of her eyes. This is disgusting to her. Even after all she’s been through so far, which to be honest, isn’t much, she sees this as a violation of human decency. My cock twitches at the thought.

“You see,” I say affectionately. “No reason to kill. That would have been a respite. Instead she’s punished. Rapewhore? Pay attention” Tracy peels her eyes away from the Hole. Her horror tattoo her face. Even so, when I speak, she must pay attention.

“Women are nothing but holes. But I am generous. If sluts like the Post can learn my rules, than I allow them to keep their bodies. If they don’t learn, they are not rewarded. Do you understand?”

Tracy stares at me. Perhaps she still had a hope of freedom before hand. Her lip trembles. I imagine she’d have carried the hope of freedom as her excuse for doing anything I asked. Perhaps she assumed that I’d kill her if she disobeyed. The truth is worse, and she starts to cry in earnest. The sight of her chained up and crying, it’s too much. I snatch up a cat o’ nine tails and whip the front of the Post full force. Red streaks are left behind the leather straps’ path, marking her tits and stomach. The Post shrieks in surprised pain before regaining her composure. Her mind catches up to her body, and she sends me a look of desire.

“Thank you daddy.” If I hadn’t whipped the Post, I’d have raped Tracy, that’s how fucking sexy the sight of her crying is. I drop of precum slides off of my dick onto the floor. I only notice it when the Post gets down on her hands and knees and licks it up. I ignore her as she stands back up and resumes her position.

“I hate you.” Tracy sobs.

“Why? I didn’t do this to you? I did this to her.” I point towards the Hole. “SHE did this to you. Just like you’ll do this to another girl if you don’t obey.”

“YOU’RE EVIL! I FUCKING HATE YOU! FUCK YOU!” Tracy descends into sobbing again. Her sobbing breaks as she starts in pain from the lashing I give her on her thigh.

“Enough of this. You are my Rapewhore. Do as I tell you and rape the Hole.”

Tracy blinks in surprise. “Wh-what?”

“I put the strap on onto you for a reason. Fuck the Hole.”

“What? No, that’s sick!”

I grit my teeth and pull back my arm. I lash her side six quick times. Each lash makes her flesh jump in pain. Her tits bounce from the impact. Tracy turns her head away, trying to escape, but unable to move. Her skin screams a crimson red as she herself screams with each strike, acknowledging the pain. At least her body obeys me.

“Address me as daddy, you Rapewhore. Fuck her!”

“I can’t.” She protests. It’s met by another three strikes against her side. I aim the last directly at her breast. Tracy howls in pain, knees buckling. “Please don’t make me…daddy. Pleeeease!” She almost screams the last word.
“Post, belt her.” Tracy looks around in confusion, not understanding the command. The Post is there behind Tracy, strapping an ordinary leather belt around Tracy’s waist. When I walk up and grab hold of the strap on, Tracy looses all interest in the Post and stares at me in fear.

I take the dildo and slip the tip into the Hole’s pussy. As Tracy goes to pull back in disgust, she realizes she can’t. Looking down she sees that the belt as a chain attached to the table. Her focus on me had meant she had not noticed the Post attaching the chain.

“Fuck her, or I’ll whip you raw.”

“I…daddy, please don’t make me. Please.” On the verge of tears again, Tracy pleads.

“Begging doesn’t work. It didn’t work for the Hole. Here, listen.” I take out the Holes ball gag. Immediately it starts screaming obscenities at me, but they are almost unrecognizable. I had the tip of her tongue cut off as further humiliation.

“See? She screamed and begged, and all it did as leave her a cripple and you abducted? Now fuck her.

“Preesh, oh!” The Hole begs to Tracy, eyes wide.

I position myself behind Tracy and raise the whip. “Do it.”

“Oh, preesh! I’m a vir-gen.”

“She’s a…daddy, I can’t, no!” Tracy stammers out her protests. I ignore her. I answer only with a full force strike on her ass. The pain causes her to jump forward, instinctively away from the whip. Also directly into the Holes cunt. Not deep enough to break the hymen, but the head of the dildo is fully in the Holes cunt. Tracy, realizing as much, pulls out as much as she can.

“on’t ishen oo him! He’sh a shick fuck faggoc!” The Hole tells Tracy. I whip again. And again. Each whip I redden Tracy’s ass and make her cheeks bounce. Tracy’s screams of pain echo off of the walls. A full 60 seconds of whippings does nothing to force Tracy to rape the Hole of her own volition.

“Why are you doing this? To save her?” I ask Tracy as I whip her ass again. “She’s the reason you’re here.” I whip again. Tracy’s sobs and screams of pain continue as if she never heard me. I know she does.

“I even told the Hole what I’d do if she didn’t obey.” Whip. “I even showed her your picture.” Whip. Tracy’s ass jumps slightly less this time. Contact with the whip is made, but she pulled out less last time, and so less whip struck her ass.

“She didn’t care about you.” Whip. “She thought if I kidnapped you, she’d be home free.” Whip. “She wanted you kidnapped.” Whip. Tracy’s breathing picks up. Her anger and frustration are boiling over.

“Oh! I i-in’t ow! Preesh!” The Hole looks over at the Post and begs. “Ooo can op ish. On’t rishen oo him. Kir him! We can eshcape!”

I strikes Tracy again, her bright red ass bouncing.

“So she can be amputated?” I ask Tracy with another lash. “And another girl taken from her home?” Another lash. “The Post wouldn’t do that to another girl.” Lash. “Not like she did to you.” I strike Tracy again. As always her ass bounces, but through gritted teeth she grunts. In anger, in pain…in may things. But the grunt, I suspect is directed at the Hole. I strike again. Tracy’s hips begin to move forward before the whip strikes her. She doesn’t go far but Tracy is beginning to worry about herself more than the Hole. Good.

“This whore could have saved you!” Another lash. Her hips move forward with a bit more force than pain would cause. Another grunt. Tracy’s panting grows faster. “This cunt could have saved you!” Another lash, another anger filled thrust. Looking over Tracy’s shoulder the Holes eyes widen through her mask. She understands what’s happening.

“He’sh uh wom who ig it. HE’SH UH WOM OO BRAME!” The Hole pleads to Tracy.

“She could have saved you!” I whip Tracy again. Her flaming ass barely comes back at all. A bit more, that’s all I want.

“Just like you can save another girl.” Whip. “From being taken!” Whip. “From being tortured!” Whip. “From being you!” Whip.

“Urgh!” Tracy grunts in genuine anger. She hates the Hole.

“Ah!” The Hole grunts in pain. She’s never been penetrated.

“SHE’S! THE REASON! YOU’RE! HERE!” A whip punctuates each word.

Tracy screams in rage and frustration. She plows her hips into the Hole, tearing through her hymen. As the Hole gasps in this new pain and humiliation, Tracy gasps in pain from her legs hitting the stone table. I keep her focus on the Hole.

“Now fuck her!” I whip her. “Like she fucked your life.”

Tracy stares down at the Hole, dildo hilt deep in the bleeding cunt.
“Oooooo, preeesh! It hurtsh! Shop!”

For a moment I’d thought Tracy would rebel in disgust. But then, like shutters closing down upon a window, all compassion drains from Tracy’s face.

“Why? So I can end up like you?” She pulls out a bit before shoving the dildo into her again. The Hole cries out in pain.

“So I can get another girl kidnapped?”

Tracy pulls out more and slams in deeper this time. Crying the Hole begs. “Preesh oh, preesh oh, preesh oh…”

“You did this. I DIDN’T HAVE TO BE HERE!” Tracy screams at the Hole. She pulls out and in again, so fast I don’t bother to keep count. Tracy’s strap on plunges like a knife into the Holes cunt, fucking it like a beast. Tracy screams through the whole thing so load, I can’t even hear the Hole’s screams of pain. Exhausted from the effort, Tracy almost collapses afterwards. Tracy’s rape of the Hole lasts about a minute and a half. Both sobbing, I smile.

I nod to the Post, who walks over and grabs hold of the strap on, pulling it out of the bleeding pussy. She then flips the Hole over. Tracy’s head bobs up, looking at what’s happening.

“Now, Rapewhore, fuck her ass.”

“Oooooh!” The Hole screams in fear!

“But I-” Tracy begins.

“Do it because I said so!”

Tracy finds me, looking over her shoulder. There’s no pleading in her eyes, and no warmth in mine. She recognizes this. Her head turns back to the Hole. Insider her I can tell what she’s thinking. She knows what she just did. She doesn’t really have a reason not to.

“…yes…daddy.” She says, with tired resignation. The Post lines the dildo to the Hole’s puckered ass hole. She hesitates a moment before pushing in. The force of anger isn’t there, so the dildo has a hard fight getting into the terrified, virgin ass. With determination I see Tracy’s ass cheeks clench as she puts more effort into a thrust. And then another. I can tell she penetrates by the shrieks coming from the Hole.

“Post, gag it. I don’t want to hear anymore.”

“Yes daddy.” The post takes up the ball gag and straps it into place in the Hole’s mouth.

I watch as Tracy continues to force the length of the dildo into the Holes backdoor pussy. Even with the blood from her hymen, and now from her torn ass hole, the dildo is hard pressed to go too deep. Without much enthusiasm Tracy grunts with the effort of penetration. The motions are mechanical. Tracy rapes the Hole’s hole without any compassion or hate. Her hips slap against the Hole’s ass over and over. All the while the stump of a slave’s screams of pain are muffled by the gag. The drip drip of blood hitting the floor sounds in rhythm with every sixth or seventh penetrating thrust. All the while Tracy rapes it, she stares with cold eyes upon the weeping form before her. After a few minutes of watching Tracy’s rape of the Hole’s ass hole, I tell her to stop.

“That’s enough.” She stops at once. I unchain her belt from the table and have her take a step back. In front of her I rest my arms on her shoulders. I stand so close to Tracy that my dick is flattened against her stomach and her breasts against my chest. She barely notices.

“That was very good. Do what I say and you’ll avoid needless pain. Do you understand?”

Tracy nods. Fresh tears dot her cheeks. I’ve killed a part of her soul. The thought makes me hornier than ever. I think I might fist fuck a girl later to help relieve some of the sexual tension I’ve gathered. But that’s for later.

“One of the Whores will draw you a bubble bath, so you can clean up and relax a bit. Good girls get things like that.”

“Thank you daddy.” Tracy says. It’s almost automatic. That’s good.

I let Tracy go and walk away from her. On my way to the door, I rest a hand on the back of the Hole’s masked head.

“And how’d you like it?” I ask the Hole. She continues to sob in pain, ignoring me.

“Hmmm. Too bad. Post, have the Hole sent down to the kennels. I want dogs fucking her from now on whenever she’s not in use.”

“Yes daddy.” The Hole’s muffled sobs redouble. She heard that one, alright.

As I open the door and walk through, I call back to Tracy.

“Enjoy the rest of the night. Tomorrow we continue on your education.” I close the door as Tracy answers with another ‘Yes daddy.”

Things are going good. As I walk down the corridor, I nod to myself in pleasure. Tracy’s on the right path. The Hole as been humiliated more than she ever thought possible. I am happy. Tomorrow I can get serious about Tracy’s training. But tonight I only have one though. I need to cum.

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I own a security and personal protection company in a metropolitan area. I am 34 years old, single, 6’2” tall and 190 pounds.

Our two office clerks are as different as night and day. June is a tall Caucasian lady almost 6 feet tall and went to college on a basketball scholarship. She acts as our office manager and is supervises Juanita who is a very short (4’11’) Mexican lady who was born and raised in Arizona and speaks English without an accent. Being bi-lingual is an asset here in the desert southwest. June is married with two lovely boys who visit the office occasionally. Juanita is a lesbian. She is very cute with perfect sized breasts but carrying a few extra pounds around the waist and seldom talks about her private life. Both are very good at their work and are assets to the business.

Last week Juanita came into the office and asked to speak with me on a personal matter. She closed and locked the office door before sitting down.

“How may I help you, Juanita?”

“Mr. Johnson, as you know, I am a Lesbian. I have made no attempt to hide my lifestyle but I also don’t speak of it often, either. I would like for you to meet my partner. We have a request that I hope you will consider carefully and think about it for at least a week before giving us your answer. I also hope our request will not jeopardize my position here as I really love my job.”

My curiosity was now very high so I agreed to meet them at noon tomorrow at the Mexican restaurant about a block from the office.

The next morning Juanita acted very nervous but the work got done efficiently and quickly. June came into the office and wanted to know if everything was okay. She said she seemed to sense some tension in the office and wanted to know if she could help with any problem. I explained that everything was fine but Juanita and I might be back from lunch a little late as we were going to have lunch with her partner and may talk a little longer than necessary. I assured her that nothing was wrong and it was just a social lunch that I hoped to have with her and her husband some day if he could get away.

Lunch time came and Juanita and I left the office meeting her partner at the front door. We were introduced and I was surprised to meet a beautiful black lady with a knockout figure. Her name was LaWanda and her handshake was that of a man – firm and solid while her hand was also warm and soft. We walked to the restaurant and took a booth in the corner. After eating they finally got around to why they asked to speak with me.

“Mr. Johnson,” started LaWanda, “As you know we are partners. Even though we are Lesbians we would still like to have a family. We have spent a lot of time discussing this and we have decided that Juanita should have a child.”

“Okay. Have you spoken with any of the artificial insemination clinics here in the metropolitan area?”

“Yes we have. They want a lot of money for the process and cannot guarantee results, plus they cannot even guarantee the baby would be healthy or anything.”

“Then how may I help?”

Juanita leaned forward, and in a quiet voice said, “We would like for you to be the father of our baby. You would not have any legal responsibilities nor would you be required to pay for any medical bills or child support. Our medical insurance from LaWanda’s employer will cover all the medical and no one will ever know who the father is, nor will it be listed on the birth certificate.”

“Ladies, I am very flattered you would want me to father your child, but Juanita is my employee and I’m afraid that fathering her child could cause some problems in the office. The other employees would not know, but she and I would know and I can see all kinds of difficulties with this.”

“Mr. Johnson, we have thought of that, also and we have talked over different scenarios and believe we can avoid any problems, however, if your fathering a child I am carrying, then I would be willing to seek employment elsewhere to have your child. You are disease free, in very good health and shape, and we both want the father to be Caucasian. Please think about this and realize there would be no emotional attachment in this, just pure sex to make Juanita pregnant. I also know that having sex with someone more than once can cause some emotional attachment, but we can handle that if you can. We believe we have a solution if you agree. We just want you to think about it for a week. That is when she will become fertile.”

I agreed to think about it, but boy, am I conflicted. I really would not mind seeing that little Mexican gal naked, and I am sure I would enjoy fucking her, but deliberately fathering a child of an employee could get sticky (no pun intended).

After a week of thinking on this, I agreed to their request. We agreed for the best chance for her to get pregnant was for us to have sex every day for 21 days straight between her periods.

When I built my office, I had it broken up into four different areas. One area was for the monitoring of the security systems, one for the administrative and personal protection area, one for the security guards, and the last was built as a two bedroom, two bathroom apartment.

During the week I usually stay in the apartment and go to my house in the country for the weekend.

I told Juanita come to the apartment at 7 pm and ring the doorbell and I would let her in. At 7 pm the doorbell rang. I was actually a little nervous when I opened the door. She quickly came in and looked around. I showed her where my bedroom is located and told her to get ready and I would come in. After about 5 minutes I heard her call me to come in. She was in the bed with the sheet pulled all the way up to her chin. It was clear that she was very nervous, also.

“Juanita, are you sure you want to do this?”

“I am sure, but please don’t kiss me. I would feel like I was cheating on LaWanda if you kissed me, but we both agreed to this so I don’t feel like it’s cheating.”

I went into the bathroom and took off my clothes and walked into the bedroom wearing a robe. I turned off the lights but there was enough light that I could see very well. As I disrobed and crawled into the bed she held the sheet up to her chin.

“This is going to be very difficult if you stay under the sheet.”

She laughed and said she understood but she was nervous. When I told her I was nervous, also she relaxed some and let go of the sheet.

I asked her about no kissing. I told her I wanted to kiss her breasts and clitoris to get her ready for the actual intercourse. She said that was okay, just don’t kiss her on the mouth.

I leaned over and gently kissed her on the neck taking her into my arms and rolling her over on her side so our bodies would be together. I continued kissing her neck and where the jawbone joins the neck and I could fell her start to relax. I reached up taking her right breast in my hand and started to massage it, rubbing the nipple back and forth between my thumb and forefinger. Her nipple got hard instantly and she started to moan.

“Oh that feels good. My breasts are so sensitive to the touch.”

I slowly pulled down the sheet and kissed down to her breasts. They were beautiful with small aureoles and medium sized nipples. Her tan skin against the yellow sheets were a beautiful contrast and I was quickly getting hard. I continued kissing and massaging her breasts when suddenly she had an orgasm shoving her chest up into my face.

“I told you my breasts were sensitive to the touch,” she said.

I started kissing my way down over her abdomen and navel slowly uncovering her body a little at a time. When I got to her legs I saw she was clean shaven and her clitoris was sticking out through her labia. With an invitation looking me straight in the eye, I gave her clit a lick and she jumped like she had been shocked. I gave it another lick and she pushed her pussy into my face so hard it almost gave me a fat lip. I separated her lips and attacked her clit sucking into my mouth and pushing the skin back tight over the tip with my lips while flicking my tongue up and down on her clit. She moaned very loud and had another orgasm shaking and jerking while moaning, “OH-OH-OH-OH!”

I slowly pushed her onto her back and spread her legs while still keeping contact with her pussy with my mouth. I inserted one finger into her hole and she stiffened a little. I pushed it in all the way and she made a strange sound.

“Did I hurt you?”

“Oh no, we use dildos and vibrators all the time, but that is the first time a man had penetrated me.”

“That was just my finger, Juanita. There will be more in a few minutes.”

I continued to finger-fuck her rubbing my thumb on her clit. I reached into her and pressed my finger upward on the back side of her clit while working the top of her clit with my thumb. She went almost into convulsions with this orgasm. While she was still in the throws of her orgasm, I slid upward on her and slipped my dick into her. It went into the hilt with one push she was so wet. I started pumping into her slapping my balls into her with every stroke. She was still having reflexes of an orgasm and I started coming down hard and fast as she continued as started crying. Even while crying she was telling me not to stop and go faster. I was going as fast as I could and as hard as I could. Finally I felt the deep feeling and shoved into her as far as I could as I shot my load into her. I pulled out a little and went deep with each pulse. Finally I was finished and held her while she came down. I reached over and kissed her nipple giving it a little flick with my tongue and damned if she didn’t have another small orgasm.

“Enough. Enough. I can’t take anymore.”

As I softened, I rolled off her.

“Oh damn, Mr. Johnson, I have never cum like that in my entire life. It was wonderful.”

“I enjoyed it very much Juanita.”

As we lay there relaxing, she suggested we take a shower. She wanted to see me and wash me and I was looking forward to that myself.

We got into the shower soaping each other and rubbing our bodies together and quickly we both were aroused. She took me in her hands and slowly stroked me watching me get full hard again.

“Your penis is absolutely beautiful. Can we do it again?”

“Turn around and hold on to the bar.”

She turned around, bent over and held onto the bar while I spread her cheeks and slipped my dick into her pussy pulling her back into me. As I started pumping I reached around her grasping her breasts and rubbing the nipples. I told her to look to the left and we could see ourselves. She looked over and immediately had another orgasm which brought me to my orgasm also.

We got out of the shower, dried and she got dressed. We said goodbye and she left. I was thinking that if we fucked like that every night for the next 20 nights I wouldn’t be able to move.

The next day was Saturday and I slept in being totally exhausted from my activities last night. When I arose I went to my favorite diner and had steak and eggs and lots of coffee. I was famished. As I was leaving I saw my old girlfriend and she invited me to a party at her place that night. I almost accepted before remembering that I had an appointment at 7 pm so I begged off telling her that I was doing a project that would last 3 weeks then I would be free.

As 7 pm approached, I was dreading it and also looking forward to it. Promptly at 7 the door bell rang and when I opened the door both Juanita and LaWanda were standing there. I invited them in and before I could ask why LaWanda was there she told me that she wanted to participate in the baby making. She said she wasn’t jealous but when Juanita got pregnant she wanted to feel she had a hand in helping. I agreed and asked how she wanted to be a part of the proceedings.

“We’ll go in the bedroom and make love and you can come in or watch and then after Juanita has an orgasm you can fill her with your sperm. While you are doing that she can be making me cum at the same time. Is that acceptable to you?”

“Sure,” I replied. I was looking forward to this.

They both went into the bedroom and started to shut the door, but I followed them in.

“Go ahead. I want to watch and maybe participate a little”

They removed their clothes and when LaWanda walked in front of the mirror I say her from the front and back at the same time. What a figure this girl had! Her tits were sticking straight out and her stomach was flat and rippled with muscle. She was clean shaven and her long legs were perfect. Looking at her gave me an instant erection. As they crawled into bed and started making love to each other, I removed my clothes and slowly stroked myself.

“This is ridiculous,” I thought, so I went up to the bed and reached between LaWanda’s legs as she was licking Juanita’s pussy. She was very wet and jumped when I touched her.

“You said I could participate.”

“Go ahead, just don’t fuck me.”

I found her clitoris and started working it back and forth. I inserted my thumb into her pussy and pushed the underside of her clit while working it from the outside with my middle finger. She started humping my hand while she reached up and grabbed Juanita’s breasts. Both of the came at the same time. I wanted to sink my dick into LaWanda’s pussy so bad I could hardly refrain from taking her right then, but she did not want me to fuck her, so I would not.

When they came down LaWanda moved over and told me to fuck Juanita. I moved up and pushed my dick into her in one shove all the way to my balls. LaWanda moved up and started sucking Juanita’s tits causing her to climax again. I wasn’t ready to finish this just yet and kept pounding into Juanita’s pussy. LaWanda moved up and put her pussy over Juanita’s mouth and was being eaten out while I fucked away. When LaWanda started acting like she was going to cum, I leaned over and took Juanita’s tits and started chewing lightly on her nipples. All three of came at the same time. It was very strange.

We all lay on the bed relaxing and cooling off.

“LaWanda, you are a beautiful woman and I’d love to fuck you, too. Have you ever been with a man? I’d use a condom if you would let me fuck you, also.”

“When I was 10 years old I was raped by a 25 year old man with a huge dick. He tore me up inside and I had to have an operation. Afterward I was told I could never have children. Maybe that is why I have lived as a Lesbian, I don’t know. But I have never been with a man since. I have use dildos and vibrators and all sorts of toys but I’ve never wanted a man to fuck me, until maybe now. Juanita told me how you were so gentle with her and how you make her cum so many times. Tonight you showed me that part of you again. Let me think about it overnight and maybe you can fuck both of tomorrow. We’ll see tomorrow.”

With that statement they cleaned up and left for the night.

I went into the shop and started gathering parts. I found several covert cameras and arranged them around the room. One looked like a smoke detector and was placed directly over the bed. Another looked like a book and was placed on a bookshelf from one side of the bed. Another was just a computer camera looking directly at the foot of the bed but I painted the red light with black paint so no one would notice it was recording. The final camera was mounted inside the top bedpost. It was difficult placing it so it would not be noticed, but I think I succeeded. All cameras were equipped with radio transmitters so no wiring was necessary. I turned them all on and rigged up a multiple signal receiver and connected it to my computer. I checked the angle of the cameras and after rearranging a couple of them I was satisfied. I turned off the cameras to conserve the batteries and fixed myself some lunch.

After watching football for the rest of the afternoon, I took a shower and shaved. Soon it was getting close to 7 pm so I turned on all the cameras and checked them in the monitor and could see all of them were recording. I then turned off the monitor. Just then the doorbell rang. I opened it to find both Juanita and LaWanda standing there in the smallest of skirts and tube tops. My dick instantly came to attention.

With little talk we all walked into the bedroom and started taking off our clothes. Neither of the girls were wearing underwear and when they pulled the tube tops over their heads I hoped the cameras had a good angle.

LaWanda turned to me and said, “Tonight we want you to fuck Juanita and then after we rest enough for you to get hard again I want you to fuck me. I want you to take your time as you did with Juanita on the first night and I want to experience multiple orgasms before you fuck me. Okay?”

I agreed and they both got on the bed and started making love. This time I stayed out of the camera’s view and just watched as my dick got very hard. Finally, LaWanda rolled off Juanita and told me Juanita was ready for me to fuck her.

I came up to the bed and pulled Juanita to me and told her to roll over on her knees and elbows. When she did I pushed into her from behind. I knew that from the angle that the bedstead camera would capture her tits swinging while the overhead camera would capture my dick going in and out of her. I pounded into her as hard as I could to get her tits swinging and she started to cum. LaWanda reached under her and grabbed her tits and massaged them and finally lay under her sucking on them. Juanita went into a steady orgasm while I started feeling myself getting ready to cum. I looked over and LaWanda was laying close enough to me that I reached over and started finger fucking her as I came. LaWanda did not cum but I think she got close.

We relaxed a little and Juanita said she wanted to make me hard again. She moved over to me and took my flaccid dick in her small hands and started to stroke me.

“Put in your mouth,” I said.

She looked at LaWanda and LaWanda nodded. She put it in her mouth but did not know what to do. I started to instruct her but LaWanda told her that she had seen enough porn that she should know what to do. She became much better and in no time I was back hard as a rock.

LaWanda said, “Now make love to me. Don’t just fuck me, make love.”

I started on her beautiful tits and spent at least 10 minutes kissing and massaging them. Then I started down her abdomen kissing and tickling my way to the treasure I was sure to find. When I got to her pussy lips I avoided them and kissed around them working on her inner thighs and kissing back towards her ass. All the while I was rubbing her ass and pinching it with both hands. Finally I moved back to the center and started gently kissing her labia. She suddenly spread her legs very wide and grabbed my head shoving it into her pussy. I spread her lips with my fingers and started working on her clit with my tongue. In no time she started having an orgasm. I furiously attacked her clit and she had another orgasm.

“No no – let me rest a little,” she said.

I showed her no mercy and shoved two fingers into her and continued working on her clit as she yelled out hunching her ass high into the air.

It was time and I crawled up and entered her. It surprised her and she dropped to the bed and I started pulling almost all the way out and then shoving back inside her as hard as I could push. She wrapped those beautiful legs around me and pulled me against her. I continued to hump her as I grabbed her breast and started kissing and gently biting her nipple. She grabbed my by the head, raised it up and suddenly kissed me.

My word! What a kiss. It was at first, then demanding and when she broke the kiss I was actually light headed. It was then we both climaxed. I shoved into her as deep as I could and held myself as I shot pulse after pulse into her.

Finally it was over. I was exhausted and so was she. I rolled over on my back and was panting as if I had just completed a hard day’s work. She leaned over and kissed me again – very gently and affectionately.

“Thank you for that. I still don’t think I will ever date men again, but now I know that if I should I have nothing to fear about making love to one.”

After they got cleaned up and left I checked the video and all the cameras were aligned perfectly for the best porn movie one could ever want.

This continued for the rest of the three weeks but I only fucked LaWanda one more time. This time she fucked me mounting me and giving me one of the longest fucks I ever had.

At the end of the three weeks, Juanita announced to me that she had started her period and she was not pregnant. She decided to go the doctor and her told her there was no reason why she could not get pregnant, so I went to my doctor and he told me that I had no active sperm in my semen. He said it must have been to the bad case of the mumps I had when I was a child.

When I told Juanita she laughed and said at least we all got very well acquainted. There were no more activities with them, but I had 12 Gb of video to watch and remember.

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Three teenage girls make love while trapped in a snowstorm.

NOTE: The guy in the story never does fuck the girls. You might want to read another story if that is your only desire.

Snow Storm

Here in the Adirondack Mountains of New York we are certainly used to harsh winters and heavy snowfalls. So when the local weatherman called it the Storm of the Century I had to laugh. After all it is only seven years into this century and that leaves ninety-three more years for a bigger storm to come by. I figured that the odds were in our favor that this was NOT the Storm of the Century after all. However I also know better than to tempt fate.

I live on a small body of water called Loon Lake, which is seventeen miles north of Saranac Lake, which is nine miles east of Lake Placid where the Winter Olympic took place several years ago.

Loon Lake is a very beautiful place to live, even in the winter. The Canadian geese called Loons make our lake a stopping place to feed on the way south for the winter.

I keep extra cans of food and supplies in a deep cave out behind my cabin. It stays a constant temperature summer and winter. It is a god place to store my pelts before I sell them. Hunting, trapping, and fishing provide all of the meat that I ever need. I cure the pelts myself and even make jerky too. I have been self sufficient for a number of years.

I did drive into town for supplies though. I picked up coffee, tea, rice, flour, and sugar to last me through most of the winter. I also needed things like toilet paper, batteries, lamp oil, and gasoline too. I got everything in one trip.

When I got home I filled the oil lamps, my snow blower, my snowmobile, and the generator. I put a big stack of firewood inside and plenty more on my front porch. I settled in and waited for the snow to fall. I knew that I could last all winter now if I had too.

It started to snow just about dinnertime on Thursday and by noon on Friday I calculated that three feet had fallen and it didn’t look like it was going to let up anytime soon.

As I was getting ready to make myself lunch there was a banging at my door. When I opened it up there were three very attractive young ladies standing there in their snowsuits.

Emily said, “Hi! Can we come in?”

I said hello and then invited them in, out of the cold. Emily is one of the girls that live in the community of Loon Lake, which is located on the southeast end of Loon Lake. My cabin is located on the northwest end of Loon Lake. It is a four-mile walk around the lake itself so these girls came two miles to get to my house.

Emily is the daughter of one of my best friends. Her father and I fish and hunt together all the time. She is a cute little thing and I have watched her grow up ever since she was a little baby. Emily was my Goddaughter and practically my adopted daughter.

She introduced me to her two cousins that were staying with her. It had been a few years since I had seen them. It seems that they had decided to go cross country skiing around the lake but the snow had gotten so bad that they had trouble even getting to my cabin. Emily used my phone to call home and let her parents know that they were safe and that they were with me. Her mother told her to stay with me until the storm had passed however the latest word was that it could be a couple more days. Then her mother wanted to talk to me. I got the same information and then I was told that the girls had disobeyed her and run off without her permission. She told me that if there was anyway that I could punish them for doing something that stupid to feel free.

Emily is fifteen years old. She has dark brown hair and is becoming quite a lovely young woman. Her cousin Evelyn is fourteen years old and a cute little blonde. Elizabeth is also fourteen years old but has bright red hair like her mother. I had seen both of their mothers before and I felt that they sure looked a lot like them. In fact all three of the girls looked like their mothers. All three of their fathers were brothers.

I finally said, “So you three little scoundrels snuck out of the house without permission huh.”

Emily smiled and said, “Yes we did.”

Evelyn said, “It was so boring there.”

Elizabeth said, “Please don’t take us home. Not yet anyway.”

I replied, “Well you are getting your wish. The storm is picking up and you may be buried in here with me for a couple of days. You’re just damn lucky that you got here. You could have been stranded somewhere and frozen to death.”

Evelyn said, “You’re exaggerating. Aren’t you?”

I looked her right in the face and very seriously asked, “Do I look like I’m exaggerating?”

Elizabeth said softly, “No sir.”

Emily said, “I’m sorry. It was all my idea.”

Then the girls got out of their snowsuits. They looked like a bunch of rich big city girls on the bunny slope of some fancy resort. They had practically nothing on underneath their snowsuits. It was a good thing that they made it this far. Those three silly girls were wearing just their bras and panties. When they went over to the nice roaring fire to warm up I saw that they were all wearing thong panties too. They had three of the cutest little asses that I had ever seen. As I felt my cock stir I made a slight adjustment.

I said, “Oh by the way. I was told to punish you too.”

Emily asked, “What do you have in mind?”

I replied, “Well I could blister your cute little asses or I could just admire them until you go home.”

Evelyn said, “Well if it’s our choice I would rather you just admire my ass.”

Elizabeth said, “Me too, sir. Please.”

Emily said, “Well I sure don’t mind if you look at mine. That’s sort of why we came here dressed like this in the first place.” Then the three girls laughed.

I had to smile at them. Those sweet little wenches had done this on purpose. Well it was a whole lot better than being alone and watching the snowflakes fall. It just might even be better than watching a dirty movie from my DVD collection.

Emily had a very nice shape, her breasts were high on her chest and she was an inch or two taller than her cousins were. Emily had on a red bra and light blue panties. Evelyn had on a black strapless bra that was maybe a size too small for her breasts as if she had outgrown it recently and she had on white panties. Elizabeth was the only one wearing a matching set of yellow lacy panties and bra.

The girls seemed all keyed up. Emily was much more excited than she normally was. They obviously had something more in mind so I just sat back and watched them. I wasn’t going anywhere.

Emily pulled two of my bear skin rugs over in front of the fireplace and tossed on a couple more logs too. The three girls got on their bellies facing the fire. That way I got to check out their bare assess some more. Then I chuckled to myself about bare asses and bear rugs. After a while they turned over and started to look up at the cobwebs up in my rafters while I admired their tight little pussies. They each had pubic hairs sticking out of their panties too and the collar did match the cuffs in all three cases. The tiny red hairs glowed in the light from the fire while the little blonde hairs were practically invisible. However Emily’s dark brown hairs were very easy to see against her skin.

Soon the girls were anxiously moving my table around, standing up on it, and removing the cobwebs with my broom at arm reach. They were even taking turns standing up on the table and stretching for me. It was quite obvious that they were doing it on purpose but who to hell cared.

After they finished cleaning out the cobwebs they went up to check out my bedroom in the loft. It is always warmer up there because as everyone knows heat rises. I couldn’t see them but I heard a lot of giggling, whispering, and tee-heeing. I decided to just let them be.

When they finally did come back down they were hungry so I started a nice rabbit stew with potatoes, carrots, and onions. The girls each took a raw carrot and ran off. I couldn’t believe that they ran out into the snow like that. Well I guess that kids will be kids. Soon they were running back in and right to the fireplace. However this time they were completely naked.

I asked them, “What happened to your underwear?”

Emily said, “It’s on the porch. We didn’t want them to get wet.”

Then the girls laughed and giggled as they shivered in front of fire while I looked at them standing there naked.

Evelyn asked, “Would you be a dear and go get them for us?”

Elizabeth said, “If you do we will turn around for you and warm up our backs.”

Emily said, “That way you can see our fronts.”

Evelyn said, “That’s where our best parts are.”

I replied, “The parts in the back aren’t half bad either.” Then it was my turn to giggle.

I smiled and walked to the front door. I tried to be fast so that the cold air wouldn’t get in but those girls had tossed their bras and panties all over the place and in the snow too. Everything was all wet and they knew it. They hadn’t taken them off first like they said they had taken them off afterwards. It was all part of their plan. They had wanted to be naked in front of me. So I’ll let them. I gathered their things up and took them inside. The three girls were now facing me. It was an amazing sight. I tossed their clothes on the floor next to the door. They were all in a bunch and that way I knew that they wouldn’t dry out for days.

I sat in my chair near them and checked them out once again. None of the girls shaved their pussies and I liked that. I also knew that most girls only shaved down there in the summer during bikini season anyway and that in the middle of winter it really didn’t matter much at all. I enjoyed the much better look at their entire patches of pubic hair. The dark brown, the blonde, and the bright red were a very nice combination.

As I checked out their breasts it looked like Emily had a much darker tone to her skin than her cousins had. I was pretty sure that her mother had some Indian blood in her someplace. Her nipples and areolas were much darker than her two cousins were. She had a good size set of breasts on her too for a girl her age. Her cousin Evelyn, the little blonde, had a very pale complexion and her nipples and areolas were a light pink in color. Her breasts were about the same size as Emily’s breasts. Elizabeth, the redhead, had a lot of freckles all over her breasts right up to her neck and shoulders. Her nipples and areola were about the same shade of pink as Evelyn’s. Elizabeth’s breasts were just a little smaller than her cousin’s breasts were but I knew that she would catch up and surpass them soon. Like I said I had seen all of their mothers before and Elizabeth’s mother had a fine rack on her.

Emily smiled at me and asked, “So what do you think?”

I had a pretty good idea what she wanted to hear. So instead I said, “Well I think the snow is getting worse and that the rabbit stew is done.”

Emily stomped her foot and said, “That’s not what I asked.”

I said, “Too bad little babe. Let’s eat. Maybe I’ll tell you what you want to hear after you do the dishes.”

The girls ran to the table while I threw a couple more logs on the fire. I sat the pot in the middle of the table and put some in each of their bowls. The two cousins weren’t sure if they would like rabbit stew or not but Emily told then to try it and they did. They even decided that they liked it too. All of us had two bowls each and it sure warmed us all up.

The girls did the dished and even dried them and put them away without being asked. After that they got between the fire and me again.

Emily said, “Okay now answer my question. What do you think?”

Evelyn added, “About us.”

Elizabeth added, “Our bodies.”

I just smiled for a minute because it seemed to drive the girls crazy. Then I said, “Do you wish me to judge you strictly on appearance alone or can I touch, taste, and smell you too? Personally I would rather give you an answer based on all of my senses rather than just the one.”

Emily looked at her two cousins and then said, “Okay I think I would like you to fell of us.”

Evelyn added, “And to taste us too.”

Elizabeth added, “And to smell of us also.”

Emily said, “We were doing all of that to each other up in your loft earlier.”

I just smiled at their honesty. That was what I had thought they were doing anyway but it was nice to hear them admit it.

I stood up and asked them to lay back on the rugs. Then I got down near Emily and started with her. Keeping my head at a close proximity I went from her head to her toes examining every inch of her front. I repeated the process getting closer to the good parts and sniffing. Other than just needing a shower Emily smelled very good especially her pussy. She had a nice strong womanly fragrance. Then I got between her legs I opened up her pussy lips and started my taste test. She had a very nice strong taste and I liked it. I swirled my tongue around inside her opening for a good minute. She gave me an erection so I guess that she tasted just right. While I was right there I folded her knees into her breasts and sniffed her asshole. Then I licked it. It had a powerful taste but I stuck with it and licked her clean tasting of her very well. I then changed the taste in my mouth with some of her pussy juice. Next I had her roll over on her belly so that I could inspect her backside. Her skin looked nice especially her creamy ass.

She brought back memories of the times that her mother and I had made love. We usually make love once in the summer and once more in the winter. After all I don’t have a wife and she knows that men have certain requirements. I am certain that her husband knows about our relationship even though he and I have never spoken about it.

Evelyn was next and she certainly passed my visual inspection. Her blonde pussy had a nice sweet odor to it. I got right between her legs for my smell and taste test since that was all I had really done to Emily. As I opened her up I could see that she was even wetter than Emily had been. As I poked my tongue into her I realized that she tasted just as good as she smelled. It was a pleasant surprise that her asshole tasted good too. I tried not to spend more time slurping up her juices than I had Emily, but I just couldn’t help myself.

Elizabeth was the last of the girls but she sure was worth the wait. Like her blonde cousin she was very juicy. I opened up her pussy lips and looked inside her love tunnel. She had a unique tasted but it was similar to that of her blonde cousin. She really liked it when I ran my tongue over her tightly puckered asshole. I finished her off with my backside inspection. She passed all the way around.

Then I told all three girls to get on their bellies. I then did a palm to their ass cheek touch test. I didn’t spank them very hard, I just wanted to tease them a little. However at the same time I was checking out the firmness of each of their adorable derrières. Evelyn seemed to have the softest most elastic posterior of the bunch.

Next I had them roll onto their backs for me again. This time I gave each girl a breast exam. Not only did I poke my finger into every inch of their wonderful mammary glands but I pinched and twisted each of their nipples too. Then I sucked each and every one of them to stiffness and looked at them.

For my final examination I moistened my middle finger, reached down between Emily’s legs and inserted it. My finger went in fairly easily. Then I rubbed her clit but not long enough to give her an orgasm. With Evelyn my finger also went in fairly easily and then I tickled her clit too. However when I got to Elizabeth I felt some resistance from her intact hymen. All three girls said that they were virgins but Elizabeth hadn’t even shoved anything into her hole yet. She loved my finger on her clit too.

I sat back in my chair and asked, “So exactly what do you wish to hear?”

The girls just repeated themselves and said, “What do you think?” “About us.” “Our bodies.”

I said, “I take it you want me to be brutally honest with you.”

The three girls nodded their heads so I said, “Well first off I really enjoyed touching, smelling, and tasting each one of you. Second it is very hard to pick one of you over the other two because you each have some very nice qualities. Together you three would make one very wonderful woman.”

Emily said, “Okay. We get it. You don’t want to hurt anyone’s feelings. Could you tell us something, please?”

I smiled and said, “Okay. Emily you have a great dark complexion, nice firm tits, and a very strong tasting pussy. Evelyn you have the wettest and best tasting pussy and the softest ass too. Elizabeth you still have your cherry and from what I have seen of your mother your breasts are going to be better than your cousin’s beasts in the near future. You all have great nipples too. Is that enough?”

Emily looked at her cousins and said, “I think that was just what we wanted to hear.”

Evelyn said, “Your right about Emily’s strong tasting pussy, my flabby ass, and Elizabeth’s boobs.”

Elizabeth asked, “Would you mind if we got in touch with our lesbian side in front of you. We wouldn’t be able to do that at Emily’s house.”

I smiled and replied, “Right in front of me. Yes. I would like that very much.”

Emily said, “Thank you. It really means a lot to us to have you watch.”

Evenly said, “We all liked you touching us too.”

I said, “Thanks girls. Now enjoy yourselves.” Then I sat back in my chair and watched them.

That night the girls were really ready to crash after they took a shower together and climbed into my bed. I of course slept on the couch. Don’t knock it, it’s a pretty comfortable couch.

Saturday the girls made love to one another all day long and occasionally in between they played naked in the snow and helped me in the kitchen. They each talked to their mothers on the phone also.

I had a pretty good collection of girl on girl DVDs that I have watched but nothing is ever as good as watching it live. Those cute little teenagers could give that goddamn Energizer Bunny a run for his money. They licked, sucked, and probed one another constantly. It was non-stop action as long as they were awake. Girls are lucky because they don’t have to get hard and build up in between climaxes like boys do. They were having orgasms all over the place.

I watched Emily attack Elizabeth once. She kissed her, tongue and all. She sucked her nipples and bit them just hard enough to make Elizabeth beg her for mercy. I watched as Emily kissed her cousin’s pussy, pulled on her pussy lips with her teeth, and then nibbled on her clit until Elizabeth passed out from pleasure.

I watched Evelyn attach Emily. She wrestled her to the floor in a playful way, sat on her face, and jammed three of her fingers into her pussy. No wonder those two didn’t have a hymen anymore.

Sunday was just another day of the same thing. They stayed naked all day, played in the snow occasionally, and fooled around constantly. Then about dinnertime the snow stopped. The plows wouldn’t have the road cleared to Emily’s house until sometime Monday afternoon though. I told Emily’s mother that I would bring the girls home on my sled sometime Monday. I can pull my sled behind my snowmobile and it would hold all three of the girls.

Emily’s mother told me that if I got the girls home by noon that I could bring her and her two sister-in-laws back to my house for a couple of days. Then she told me that they also wanted to get in touch with their lesbian side too if I didn’t mind. Wow! I told her that I wanted to get in touch with my lesbian side and she just laughed at me. She said that her sister-in-laws not only wanted to get in touch with their lesbian sides but that they all wanted to try out my cock a few times each too. Okay!

When I asked what they were going to wear I was told just a bra, panty, and a snowsuit of course. Boots, gloves, and goggles were always a part of the snowsuit. I was also told that they didn’t intend to wear their bras and panties very long though. I told her that I would be there by noon if I had to drag that sled there by myself.

Emily’s mother laughed and said, “Okay lover boy. You just get here by noon. I can’t wait to feel your cock in me and after three days with those girls I bet you can’t wait to slip it in me either. Tell you what. As soon as we are out of sight I’ll let you fuck me in a snow bank. I know how much you like a cold piece of ass. Love you.” Then she kissed the phone.

The End
Snow Storm
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Laura, once a lesbian, has been blackmailed into a path of degradation and conditioning that has left her as nothing more than a degraded fuckbunny…

Chapter 38
RAPED BY A FRIEND

Sam didn’t normally visit the Pretty Titty, but he was there that night for a friend’s buck’s night.

The women here were hot, he had to admit, and the way they degraded themselves for the patrons was even hotter. He had developed an erection the first time a big-titted blonde had leant over next to him, her naked boobs brushing his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, “My name is Fuckbunny. I like it when men cum on my tits. How can I serve you this evening?” The erection hadn’t gone away since.

But the thing that really got his attention that night was the stage show. At the centre of the club was a stage with a stripper pole, with a walkway leading up to it from a backstage area, and there was constantly at least one slut on the stage showing herself off for the audience’s pleasure. When Sam had come in, a naked bimbo was making love to the pole, wrapping her legs around it and sliding it between her big fake tits and up against her cunt. Later a redhead, nude except for heels, had taken the stage and spread her legs for the audience before starting to wantonly masturbate in front of them.

The third girl, though, was someone Sam knew.

She came out naked, on all fours, crawling. Her pink hair was in disarray, like she’d just been fucked – and for all Sam knew, she had – and her big naked tits swung beneath her, occassionally brushing the floor. She wore high heels and a collar and nothing else, and there was a dog leash clipped to the collar being held by a gorgeous blonde with huge fake breasts, just as nude.

The girl with pink hair was Laura, and Sam had gone to school with her. She’d made his life hell, not with overt cruelty, but with affection. They had been close friends – very close – and Laura had spent many hours at his house. They’d gone to movies together, gone on holidays together. And always Laura would hint they might be something more.

She’d give him long, long hugs, crushing her tits against him, nuzzling his neck. She’d sit on his lap as they watched films, wiggling her ass against his cock, which she *had* to be able to feel stiffening against her. When they sat next to each other she’d sometimes innocently rest her hand in his lap. She’d take him with her when she went lingerie shopping and show him all the lacy pink underwear she was going to stuff her tits and pussy into. She would even, on occasion, watch hentai with him – hentai with pink-haired big-titted sluts just like her – and ask him which girls were the prettiest, and which ones he wanted to fuck, and who he hoped would get raped, and he’d tell her it was the pink-haired girl, and she’d hug him and say how much she liked him.

And through all those years he never got another girlfriend, because he was hung up on Laura. He wasted those years. He had acted on his feelings. Three times he had made a pass at Laura, and each time she had slapped him down, and mocked him, and told him he was horrible for misunderstanding their friendship and he should feel bad – and then she’d gone straight back to cockteasing him. He remembered kissing her once, and she’d let him kiss her, and moaned sluttily, and the kiss had gone on for a full minute, and it was only after he pulled away that she pushed him backwards and said, “How could you?” He remembered one day when she had been sitting on his lap, and he was holding her around the waist, and she moved his hand to her breast – *she* moved it to her breast – and when he had squeezed her soft, large tit, she had shrieked and jumped up, and started to lecture him on boundaries, only it was a confusing lecture because as she talked she put her hand on his crotch, and squeezed his hard cock, and he couldn’t concentrate on what she was saying.

And finally he had told her that he loved her, and he wanted to date her, and that was when she told him that she had a girlfriend now and was taken, and he really should have said something before. And she kissed him on the lips, and then walked out of his life.

And now here she was, the cockteasing lesbian slut, naked and crawling like an animal, on stage at the Pretty Titty.

The blonde walked Laura up to the edge of the stage, and had Laura sit – telling her “Sit,” like Laura was a well-trained dog – and then had Laura spread her legs to the audience. Sam stared at Laura’s twat, entranced. It was sopping wet, with long sticky ropes of slut nectar running between her labia, her thighs glistening with her cunt juices. Her clit poked out eagerly from between her engorged cunt-flaps. Laura stared out vacantly into the audience as she exposed her pussy for them.

Sam watched as Laura began to masturbate, rubbing her clit and sinking her fingers deep inside her fuckhole. She moaned sluttily as she did it, and squeezed her big tits forcefully. Sam couldn’t believe what he was seeing – and even less so when he realised Laura was deliberately hurting herself in her masturbation, pinching her clitoris hard and crushing her tits in her hands. Here was the object of his teenage fantasies, degrading herself for money, wet and horny and masturbating in public.

After a while, the blonde pulled hard on the leash, dragging Laura away from the stage edge by her neck, and bringing Laura’s mouth up to the blonde’s cunt. Sam watched as Laura started to eagerly lick at the blonde’s snatch, burying her face in the girl’s wet pussy, still rubbing at her cunt as she did. The blonde moaned and pushed her groin against Laura’s face, and then after a while she descended to the stage floor as well, and the girls took up a 69 position, both licking at each other’s twats at the same time. Sam was sure Laura orgasmed at least three times before the show was over.

When the girls retreated backstage, Sam was left with a raging erection. He was lucky he hadn’t cum in his pants. How had this come to be? How had Laura become such a slut? Was she still a lesbian? She had licked out a girl, but she’d done it in front of a male audience.

He felt something brush his shoulder, and he realised it was the tits of one the waitress, Fuckbunny. She was leaning over to purr into his ear – “You know, if you like the pink-haired girl, you can fuck her. We have rooms to use the whores in out the back.”

Sam was overwhelmed. Fuck Laura? Laura was a prostitute? She fucked men? He wanted to – wanted to so much – but he’d never used a whore before. He felt weird paying money for sex. He shook his head to Fuckbunny – “no” – and tried to enjoy the rest of the buck’s night, but he couldn’t get that image out of his head, nor could he make his erection going away. Fucking Laura. Cumming inside her. It was the most erotic thing he could think of.

Hours passed, and eventually it was time for the night to come to an end. Quite drunk, he staggered outside to call a taxi.

And there was Laura. She was naked, except for the collar, the high heels, and a pink robe to keep her warm. She hadn’t even pulled the robe closed – her tits and shaved cunt were on full display.

“Laura!” he said, before he could stop himself. She looked over at him, confused, and then recognition bloomed in her eyes.

“Sam!” she said. And there was something else in her face – shame; humiliation; the knowledge that she was degraded and the brief thought that someone from her earlier life might save her from it. But then also a slutty brainlessness that overwhelmed the rest.

She walked over to him and hugged him. Her bare tits pressed against him. “They call me Kitten Tits here,” she said. “You should call me Kitten Tits. Did you like my show?”

“I thought your show was great,” he said, and then added, awkwardly, “Kitten Tits.” Calling her the degrading name felt good. His cock twitched in his pants. Then it twitched even harder, as he felt her lower her hand to his pants and start to stroke his groin. She giggled as she felt his cock move against her fingers.

“Do you, uh, want to catch up sometime?” he asked, his throat dry.

She nodded, cutely.

“Um, tomorrow afternoon?” he suggested. “My place?”

She nodded again.

At that point two other girls came out of the club, both naked like Laura. He recognised one as her girlfriend from when he had known her, Erica. The other – a cute petite blonde – he didn’t know.

“This is my pet Erica,” said Laura. “They call her Slavetoy here. And this is my new girlfriend Taylor, and her name here is Candy Twat.”

“Hello Slavetoy,” Sam said. “Hello Candy Twat.” The girls were gorgeous – naked and gorgeous.

“We have to go home now,” said Laura. “But I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon?”

Sam nodded, unable to find words, and watched the three nude girls walk away to the car park.

He went home that night and masturbated furiously.

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The next morning Sam thought to look for Laura on the internet. He wanted to see what she’d been up to when last he saw her. He expected only to find her Facebook page and maybe an Instagram account, but instead a search for her name returned a site called “Laura The Fake Lesbian” at LauraDrinksPiss.com.

He thought it was a random porn site at first, until he clicked through and realised it was full of pictures of Laura – his Laura! A welcome video played, in which a naked Laura with cum visibly splattered on her boobs talked about how much she liked fucking men, being raped, and drinking piss and cum. She was masturbating as she spoke.

He paid for a membership to the site immediately, then clicked through the content, stroking his cock as he went. It had Laura naked; Laura stripping in a variety of places and from a variety of outfits. It had her lezzing off with the two girls he’d seen last night. It had her eating dog food out of girls’ cunts, pissing in public, drinking urine, having her tits and cunt hit with a cane, and being fucked by a man in a variety of positions and a variety of holes.

She was a degraded fucktoy. He didn’t know how she had become this fantasy sex-object but he couldn’t help himself – he orgasmed again, for the second time in twelve hours.

Laura eventually turned up as agreed in the early afternoon. He opened the door to find her dressed like a ridiculous sex doll. She wore her collar and high heels. Otherwise, above her waist she wore only a leather belt, buckled across her tits at nipple level, pulled tight to crush her titflesh uncomfortably against her chest. The buckle rested over her left nipple, which must have been painful. Below the waist she wore a short skirt that didn’t even come down far enough to cover the bottom of her cunt, which was bare. Her labia were taped to her inner thighs with sticky tape, splaying her cunt open, and there was a clothespeg clamped on her clitoris.

His cock stiffened. He led the little bitch into his house.

“I’m so glad you could come, Laura,” he said. “I’ve always wanted to have you like this – but you knew that, didn’t you?”

Laura nodded, and then giggled stupidly.

“I showed you how I felt about you three times, Laura, and each time you turned me down even though you’d been a cockteasing slut,” he said. “Do you remember that?”

Laura nodded again.

“Would you like to make it up to me?” he asked her.

Laura nodded eagerly, although there was something in her eyes that suggested that no, she didn’t really, and she was scared about where this was going.

Sam didn’t care. “Good,” he said. “Come sit on the couch.”

She did.

“The first time I showed you how I felt, I kissed you, and you rejected me. I think you should experience what that feels like,” he said. “Kiss me, Laura.”

Laura swallowed nervously, and then leant forward and kissed him on the lips. It felt wonderful. Her lips were warm and soft and submissive. He gave her a long, deep kiss, then finally pulled away – and then slapped her hard across the face.

Laura squeaked in shock, her cheek reddening. Fascinatingly, she made no move to protect herself.

“Kiss me again,” Sam demanded.

Laura nervous leant in for another long kiss, which Sam enjoyed, and at the end he slapped her across the face again.

“You stupid slut,” he said. “Why did you think I’d want to kiss you?”

Laura looked confused and scared.

“Kiss me again,” he told her.

She leant in obediently for a third kiss. This time during the kiss he grabbed her hair tight in his hands, and when he was done kissing he moved his mouth away slightly, and then spat directly between her parted lips. She squeaked and turned her face away, so he grabbed her jaw in his hand, turned her back towards him, forced her mouth open, and spat in it twice more, and then slapped her hard twice.

She was on the verge of tears now, which made her look twice as pretty. Sam snarled at her. “You dumb slut! Why woudl you think I’d want to kiss you? No one would want to kiss a dumb lesbian whore like you.” And then he leaned in and kissed her hard on the mouth, brusing her lips, spitting into her mouth as he kissed her, and when he was done he slapped her again, and again, five times, until she really was crying.

“That’s what it feels like, slut,” he told her as she cried. She looked beautiful like this. But her crying went on too long, so after a while he pushed her legs apart, got a grip on the clothespeg clipped to her clitoris, and tugged on it repeatedly until she got the message and quietened down.

“The second time, I squeezed your tits, Laura,” he said now. “Do you remember?”

She noded dumbly.

“In fact, you asked to be squeeze your tits. You put my hand on your boobs. And then when you pretended like you didn’t want it, you rubbed my cock as you made fun of me. Do you remember that?”

Laura nodded, her eyes still full of tears.

“Ask me to squeeze your tits, Laura,” he told her.

“Please Sam,” she squeaked. “Please squeeze my… fuckbags. Squeeze my giant cow udders.”

“Say ‘squeeze my tits’,” he said.

She shook her head, scared, so he slapped her, and then he slapped her again, and again.

Finally she said, her voice catching, “Squeeze my tits.” On the work “tits”, she jerked, and Sam realised she had received an electric shock. From her collar? It had seemed to directly hurt her breasts and groin.

“Say ‘tits’ again,” he told her.

She looked at him pleadingly. He slapped her, and so she said it. “Tits.” Again she convulsed with pain.

“What’s zapping you, Laura?” he asked her.

“My collar. And there are implants in my slut balloons and cum dump, and they shock me if I don’t use proper hetero whore words.”

“Good,” said Sam. He put her hand on her breast, and squeezed it hard. Then he unbuckled the belt from around her breasts, and repositioned it so it went around the based of her left breast, and then pulled it as tight as he could. It constricted the base of her boob tightly, and made the rest bulge lewdly and begin to turn purple. He cinched it in place, and then took off his own belt and used it on her right tit.

As he did so, he took his cock out of his pants, and moved Laura’s hand to it. She knew what he wanted, and began to obediently stroke his dick.

Sam watched with interest as constricting Laura’s tits made a little flow of white milk substance run from her nipples. It confirmed something he had been wondering – Laura was pregnant. That bulge in her belly was a baby. He casually wiped up some of the discharge from her nipple and smeared it on her face.

“Who’s the father?” he asked.

“My brother,” Laura said quietly, and Sam felt his cock twitch with arousal.

As Laura stroked his cock, he reached out and began to squeeze her tits. He aimed to hurt her, to humiliate her, and he used milking motions to make more of the colostrum flow from her pregnant whore melons. Laura moaned and mewled as he crushed her constricted fuckbags in his hands, but again she made no move to defend herself. He kissed her as he abused her tits, sometimes pausing to spit in her mouth again.

After a while, he brought out the toys he’d prepared earlier from under the couch, toys he’d prepared after seeing what an obedient degraded slut Laura was on her website. They were two velvet bags, each with a drawstring at the top, designed to hold small knicknacks. As it turned out, each was just the right size to hold one of Laura’s tits. He slipped a bag over each breast, pulled the drawstring tight at the top, and tucked the mouth under the belt to hold it in place.

Then he went back to squeezing and fondling Laura’s tits, and Laura learned the purpose of the bags. Each was filled at the bottom with a generous double handful of thumbtacks.

Laura howled as Sam massaged the thumbtacks against her big melons. She cried, and sobbed, but she didn’t for a second stop masturbating him, or pull her tits away, or ask him to stop, even though her eyes begged for mercy.

The look in her eyes drove him over the edge. Finally he pulled her up to straddle his lap and let his cock sink into her cunt. It felt divine. He pulled her tight against him so that her tits were crushed against his chest, and began to bounce her up and down on his dick. Each bounce dragged her breasts up and down his chest, driving new thumbtacks into her titflesh. He held her in place with one arm and used the other to repeatedly slap her face as he raped her. He was leaving marks on her and he didn’t care. He raped her and raped her until finally he ejaculated into her cunt.

He stopped bouncing her and let the crying girl sit on his lap for a moment, enjoying the feeling. He was pretty sure that for all her tears, she’d orgasmed at least three times during her rape. Then he pushed her off him to the floor, grabbed her hair, and guided her face to his cock to lick him clean, which she did eagerly and obediently. He decided the pin-bags could stay on her tits for the time being.

He decided to give her a brief break from the peg on her clitoris, though. He grabbed her by the hair, then reached down and unclipped the peg, and watched her face fill with agony as the blood rushed back into her clit. The horrible pain made her orgasm, and he held her firmly by the hair as she bucked, and then at the height of her orgasm he snapped the peg back onto her clit.

He left her there, shaking, and went to the kitchen to make them each a sandwich. He poured himself a glass of champagne, and brought an empty wine glass back for Laura, which he passed to her. “The final time you rejected me was when I asked to date you. You would have liked dating me. I would have taken you for a lovely dinner and made you feel like a princess,” he said. “But we can have a date now that fits the kind of bitch you actually are.” He gestured to the glass. “Fill this with your piss,” he told her.

Laura didn’t even rebel against this instruction. She was used to acting like this. She placed the glass against her cunt, then began to urinate into it. She avoided eye contact with him while she did, but as she pissed she tugged at the peg on her clit with her free hand, stimulating her pussy while she urinated.

When the glass was full, he got her to put it on the low coffee table, then passed her her sandwich. “Here’s the meal I’ve ordered for our date. Eat this like you do on your website,” he told her. Obediently, she took the ham-and-tomato sandwich and pushed it up into her cum-filled snatch. She gasped sluttily as she stuffed her pussy with the food. When it was all inside her, she began to rub her cunt and tug at her clit-peg. Soon she orgasmed, her pussy spasming, her cunt muscles squeezing the food inside her. At that point she took a long sip of urine from her glass, and then began digging the mashed cunty bread out of her twat and putting it in her mouth.

Sam watched this naked pregnant whore who he had once loved drinking piss and eating food from her cunt like a degraded animal, and it felt good. Laura deserved this.

After she was done eating, he pulled her over by her hair, pushed his cock into her mouth, and pissed. He had always wanted to piss in a girl’s mouth, and it felt as good as he had imagined to use her as his toilet, feeling her swallow his piss as she looked up at him, desperate to please. He kept drinking his champagne – he wanted another full bladder for later, as he intended to piss on her face and hair before she left and send her home dripping.

Next he took Laura into the computer room. He sat in front of the computer and pulled up Laura’s website. Then he sat Laura on his lap, buried his cock in her cunt, which she had just eaten out of, and told her to rub her clit. He didn’t fuck her, just rested his cock inside her, and made her give him a running commentary on each of the videos of her degradation that he pulled up. As she spoke, he squeezed the bags of pins encasing her boobs, driving the sharp points into Laura’s titflesh.

“That’s me pissing into my girlfriend’s mouth,” Laura explained as she rubbed her cunt and cried quietly from the pain in her tits. “She’s such a fake lesbian whore, she deserves it. She’s pregnant with my brother’s cum too. She seduced him like a little slut. I like hurting her. Lesbians deserve to be hurt. We milk her big slut tits like she’s a moo cow. Pregnant lesbians are cows, not people. They need to be raped and have their tits hurt.”

And the next one. “This is me orgasming from having my tits whipped with a belt by my brother. You can see milk squirting from my nipples on each hit because I’m such a stupid moo cow. I orgasmed because I think with my cunt, and because I’m a disgusting fake lesbian incestuous whore who deserves to have her udders punished.”

Sam pulled up a webcam window as she spoke, and set it to broadcast to his friends who’d known Laura at school. It showed a window of its feed on his desktop, which was good because it let him watch Laura cry as she spoke. When she realised what he was doing, she involuntarily orgasmed against his cock, which made her cry even more in shame and humiliation.

“That’s me…”, she sobbed, “masturbating like a stupid little lesbian slut… as I watch my brother fuck my girlfriend’s cunt with a cattle prod and then discharge it into her pussy.”

Finally Sam orgasmed, and ejaculated deep into Laura’s cunt again, and then had her climb down off his lap to lick his cock clean. He looked down at the degraded bitch between his knees and was disgusted by her, and disgusted by what he’d done with her. He waited while his cock softened in Laura’s mouth, then removed it, slapped her, and dressed.

Once he was dressed, he pulled her to her feet by her hair. “You never deserved my attention,” he told her. “You never deserved to be loved. You’re a disgusting fuckpig and I want you out of my house.” He watched as she crawled to her phone and used it to dial her girlfriend to come pick her up, then he grabbed her and put her mouth back on his cock as he waited for her lift to arrive.

Eventually it did come – a bubblegum pink car, being driven by Erica, Laura’s erstwhile girlfriend, who apparently now went by the name Slavetoy at the Pretty Titty. It was a slut car, he thought, with a slut driving it.

He dragged Laura out to the car by her hair, still naked, leaving such meagre clothes as she had worn inside the house, and pushed her into the passenger seat of the car. Then he went round to the driver’s door, opened it, and leaned in and kissed Erica on the mouth without her consent. Erica was surprised, but passively let herself be kissed. She was wearing a cute semi-see-through sun dress with no bra, so for fun he reached into her dress and lifted her tits out of it. Again, she let him, even though it clearly didn’t please her.

He looked at the two lesbians sitting in the car in his driveway, lit by the late afternoon sun. One was nude and dishevelled and covered with sweat and the signs of being recently raped. The other was pretty and submissive, her cute tits exposed to the world. He wanted to give them one final degradation. They shouldn’t be allowed to drive off like people. They were fuckpigs and they should know it as they travelled home.

“I want you girls to piss,” he told them. “Piss into your car seats. I want you to go home in a puddle of warm wetness, and I want you to smell it every time you get into this car, and be reminded that you wet yourself there because a man told you to.”

Neither girl made eye contact. Both blushed. But moments later, Sam heard the burbling sounds of liquid moving, and a wet patch began to spread under both girls as they urinated into their car seats. Pleased, Sam took out his own cock, aimed it at the girls’ faces, and began to piss. Urine splashed over their faces and hair and ran down over their tits. He pissed until his bladder was empty, then he grabbed Erica’s hair and stuffed his cock in her mouth for her to suck it clean.

“Both of you bitches are to masturbate all the way home, but you’re not allowed to cum,” he told them. “Erica had better drive very slowly so she doesn’t crash the car while playing with her cunt. Don’t stop rubbing your cunts for anything, under any circumstances.” And then he very deliberately went around the back of the car and used a branch to smash one of the car’s tail lights. He hoped very much the car would be stopped by the police on the way, and the girls would have to explain to a police officer why they were undressed, masturbating and drenched in urine. He had no doubt these well-trained girls wouldn’t think of making claims of rape or abuse. They would explain that they were like this becuase it was what they wanted and deserved.

As the girls drove away in their piss-soaked slut car, Sam expected to feel guilt about what he had done that day. He had never done anything like this with a woman before. He had hurt and abused and degraded and raped a girl who he knew didn’t really want it, but was for some reason allowing it to happen anyway. He had made her cry and tortured her tits. He should feel bad.

He didn’t. He felt good. He felt really good.

(To be continued…)

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My girlfriend and I are wondering how to pass the day after pouring rain sets in, spoiling our holiday. Though we did have a win at the Casino last night.

I am Judy a forty-two year old woman. My friend Jan and I decided to holiday together in a five star hotel in a resort city. We are both Librans with a strong sex drive and we have had sex together many times as well as watched each other fuck a man.

We managed to get an all over sun tan on the nude beach over two days before the rain started and it looked as though it would last for the rest of our holiday.

On the first wet afternoon we had a bath together as foreplay for the lesbian sex we had tacitly agreed to. We have similar bodies, size 12, good legs, though Jan’s thighs are better than mine and are a real attention getter from men when she wears a short skirt and sits cross-legged in a bar.

We regularly wax each other’s pubic hair and as she waxed mine I told Jan exactly what I wanted, “Nothing on the sides of my cunt lips, but a thin, long tuft above.”

“I keep telling you have far too much pubic hair Jan, you must have three-inches of hair above your cunt lips,” I told her as I waxed her so she had a one-inch bald strip on either side of her cunt lips.

“Most of my men get off on it,” she tells me. “You have seen men really turned on by that look before they fucked me while you watched. Let me prove a point to you,” she smirked as she picked up the phone and dialled room service.

“Heels, legs apart and just a blouse with all the buttons undone, lets see who gets the most attention,” Jan smiled five minutes later just before the twenty-year old room service boy let himself in.

“We want you to tell us which look you prefer? Which one turns you on? Lots of hair or not much?” Jan teases as the boy obviously has an instant erection as he stares at both of us, then ogles Jan’s pubic area and her very good thighs, lost for words.

“Why don’t we try that with two thirty-year old men Judy? We had a good win at the Casino last night, we are on holidays and it is pouring rain.”

Jan is quickly on the phone to the concierge, “Can you arrange two men for us, around thirty-years old, must be good looking, very masculine if you get my drift, yes today at around two. Yes, that would be most satisfactory,” she smiles very pleased with herself as she quotes credit card details.

“That was half last nights winnings, let’s hope it is going to be worth it.

“Now lick my hairy cunt for me while you tease my nipples, we have lots of time to fill in before two, flashing for that boy has turned me on. Then I will pleasure you.”

After we had pleasured each we were very relaxed in the afterglow and decided to exchange some stories to pass some time.

“One of my men and I were in restaurant and I had to go to the ladies room. ‘Come back with your knickers in your handbag for me,’ he asked. I did and I enjoyed opening my legs and lifting my skirt to prove it.”

“The first time one of my men watched me masturbate with a vibrator was a huge turn on for both of us as I sat naked in a chair. ‘Such a turn on,’ he told me as he masturbated with me and we came to together.”

“The first time I watched another man fuck you was very exciting, he was huge, must have been ten-inches, he was a sex machine, I think me watching turned him on even more. And the noise you made.”

“The first time I watched you suck the man I had at the time was exciting. You always did enjoy making me jealous.”

“The first time I watched another woman seduce you was really something. Watching you naked with your legs apart while she licked you as you pulled her head into you was a huge turn on. We were on holidays and she came back next day and seduced me while you watched. She was very good and a landmark moment when we both realized we were bisexual, though we prefer men.”

At one-thirty we decided to freshen up, have a shower together and dress for the two men we were expecting. Like any women we asked each other what we should wear. “We want to turn two men on who we have never met. Let’s make it memorable for them, very memorable,” Jan tells me as she sorts through a rack of clothes. “Let’s highlight our best features, like we did for that boy this morning, but with even sexier clothing. What man doesn’t like a woman in a black suspender and stockings with long straps along high thighs,” she smiles as dresses for me. “And stiletto heels to top it off.”

“You have just the right thighs and hairy cunt for that outfit, ” I tell her as I am turned on looking.

“Should I wear the same?” I ask as she watches me dress.

“Yes, you look good and our men can make a judgement on the way we wax.”

“Room service.”

“Come in, Jan calls out.

The same boy as this morning enters and nervously tells as there are two men in reception asking for us as he ogles our semi-naked bodies in heels, stockings and suspender belts as we both walk around him and flaunt ourselves.

“You are a naughty boy, you should have phoned. You came for another look didn’t you? “Which do you prefer this time?,” Jan teases as he ogles her hairy cunt. “You can tell the men we are ready for them.”

“Let’s tease them,” Jan says as slips on a long shapeless shift that almost covers her ankles. You too Judy,” she tells me as she hands me an identical one.

When the room service boy makes a point of letting the men in he is obviously disappointed that there is no flesh on display as he quickly departs.

“That boy was a little flushed, wonder why,” one of the men asks.

‘I am James and this is Chris, we are here for your pleasure, you have been very generous with us. We specialize in pleasing women your age.

They are both tall, spunky looking men, scrubbed, toned and as I soon learnt, tanned all over, dressed in tight jeans and t-shirts.

“Did you have anything special in mind?,” Chris asks as he shrugs off his shirt and James follows.

“We were hoping we could have swaps. We want to be licked to orgasm and then fucked by each of you while we watch each other being pleasured,” Jan ventures as she has their full attention as they both drop their jeans leaving them wearing nothing but very sexy black jock straps.

“Love that look,” Jan tells them. “Are you impressed with how we dressed for you?,” as it is obvious they are a little disappointed.

“We actually went to a lot of trouble for you. Slide this zip down and have a look,” she smiles enjoying the moment just as I am. “Now take it off for me. Like what you see? Do you want what you see?,” Jan asks as she walks around them, flaunting her almost naked body.

“Now undress Judy for me.” I am very turned on flaunting my almost naked body for two men we have just met after watching them undress Judy.

“You are two very exciting women. Every man’s dream to have a woman dressed like that, two at the same time is an absolute turn on,” Chris whispers as I ogle the huge bulge in both men’s jock straps.

“We are very similar looking women, though we have a major point of difference, can you pick it,” Jan asks as we stand, legs apart with our hands on our hips and flaunt our almost naked bodies.

I am pleased when James obviously prefers my waxed cunt lips as he ogles it, and kisses me with a a finger on my cunt lips while Chris is obviously very excited by Jan’s trimmed, very hairy look as he kisses her with his hands all over her.

“Jan and have never had our cunts licked at the same time by a man, today is the day,” I smile as we lead the men to the bedroom.

“Love the mirrors on all the walls and the ceiling,” Chris says as we position ourselves. Jan and I had decided earlier in the day that we wanted to be close enough to touch each other while our man licked our cunts so we sit on a settee while the men kneel and pleasure us.

“Love your hairy cunt and the way you trim it, love it,” I can hear Chris whispering to Jan.

After a short while Jan leads the two men to the side of the bed while we lay on our backs with our legs apart, knees in the air, very close to each other. We can see their tongues licking each other’s cunt lips as we hold hands and manage to tongue kiss each other.

“That is so good, so fucking good,” Jan is moaning as her man keeps repeating, “Love your hairy cunt,” as he slides his tongue up and down it with his arms wrapped around her thighs.

My man is far more subtle as he nibbles my clit, teases my cunt lips with the tip of his tongue with his hands under my ass cheeks and whispers, “Love pleasuring your bald cunt, love it,” as I wonder whether I will orgasm before Jan.

Jan beats me to orgasm as she is almost shouting, “So fucking good, your tongue is magic, do it harder, harder, fuck my cunt with your tongue, fuck it,” before her whole body shakes and she has a series of noisy orgasms as she holds my hand tightly with her other hand pressing on her man’s head.

She manages to move enough to tongue kiss me as my man’s tongue has me close to orgasm. “Is he good, my man was magic, fucking magic, how close are you?,” she asks as I return her kisses fighting back my orgasm.

“Close, very close,” I murmur as she repeats, “Is he good, my man was magic, fucking magic, how close are you?,” as I ogle both her man’s erection in her hand as well as my mans for an extra turn on.

I can hardly stop myself from moaning as my body shakes and I have a series of orgasms.

“Now let’s fuck,” Jan smiles as we both size up the men’s rock hard erections. “Good size and thick, just what we like,” she mutters as I position myself on my back, legs apart so James can mount me

“Love your big ass, love it,” Chris is moaning as he has Jan on her knees and elbows as he fucks her from behind. Jan is kissing me passionately at the same while James has me on my back, fucking me slowly with the full length of his erection.

“Fuck me from behind just like your friend is fucking my girlfriend,” I tell him as we position ourselves, slightly miffed at Jan getting compliments about her ass, when I think mine is better, while Jan and I are still tongue kissing each other.

Before James can mount me from behind I can see Chris in the mirror kissing my ass, “Love your big ass love it,” he moans as he keeps on fucking Jan.

“You can have it later,” I whisper as James licks and kisses my ass then grasps it as he slides his rock hard into me as Jan and I continue kissing.

The noise as two men slap into our ass cheeks is an extra turn on. Jan’s man is obviously very close to orgasm as he fucks her in a frenzy. “Love your girlfriends ass, fucking magnificent,” he moans just before he shudders and blows as Jan and I keep kissing.

I turn my man onto his back and mount his erection. “Do you still want my ass Chris? Kiss it while your friend is fucking me, I am watching in the mirrors, Jan wants to watch you pleasure it,” I tell him intent on proving to Jan I have a sexier ass. “No man has ever kissed my ass while I am fucking his friend,” I tell him to turn him on some more, even though what I have just told him is not quite true.

Instead of being jealous Jan is very turned as we keep tongue kissing. “You are a sex machine Judy, Chris is slobbering over your big ass.

Two men and a sexy woman are giving me exquisite sexual pleasure. “That is exquisite, just fucking exquisite,” I moan as I orgasm and we all wind down.

“Would you like to swap and have your cocks sucked?,” Jan asks as the four of us shower together.

“Yes, thought you would never ask,” the men answer as one.

“You need to pleasure us again first,” Jan tells them as she leads us back to the bedroom. When we sit on their faces we can see their tongues licking our cunt lips. We can also see their rock hard erections poking to the ceiling as Jan and I have our hands all over each other as we tongue kiss and tease each other’s nipples.

“Fucking magic having our cunts licked by our toyboys while we tongue kiss,” we tell each other as our men grasp our ass cheeks and manipulate our bodies for maximum pleasure.

“Fucking magic,” we both smile six or seven minutes later as we have a series of orgasms simultaneously.

Both men have rock hard erections, as I tell Jan, “Sucking a man’s cock who fucked your girlfriend less than an hour ago while watching your girlfriend sucking the man who fucked you at the same time really is a buzz,” as we tease their erections with our fingertips.

Jan and I are very competitive especially when sex is involved and we tacitly know that we want to be the first to suck their man to orgasm. I insist on the men standing side-on in front of a mirror so we can compare their size; from experience I know a man has a better orgasm while standing.

We are sitting on two chairs side-by-side, very close to each other. The men have throbbing full on erections as we both tease their cocks with our fingers, then alternate to the other man.

“You can change your mind if you want James,” Jan teases as she runs her hands all over his naked body and licks his nipples before she grabs his ass with two hands and digs her nails into his ass cheeks as he slides his erection between her pursed lips.

I adopt a more subtle and teasing approach as I lick and kiss the full length of my man’s erection, intent on providing maximum pleasure. The two men are watching each other very intently and are obviously even more turned on as they watch Jan and I pleasuring their erections and studying our techniques.

As I lick and suck just the tip of Chris’ erection I wrap my hand around tightly and twist it until I can see the veins bulging. Then I keep sucking just the tip of it as I slide the tip of my thumb and forefinger along his full erection. I vary the pace and intensity, harder, softer, harder, softer.

At the same time I can hear and see Jan telling her man, “Fuck my mouth like my cunt,” as he does just that, a turn on for all of us.

“Would you like me to swallow?,” I ask, as Chris is on the brink, his body shaking.

“Would you like me to swallow? You need to tell me,” I repeat as he screams, “Yes, yes, yes,” and I swallow, very pleased with myself as Jan and her man watch.

“Now you James, blow for me,” Jan tells him as he masturbates and teases the tip of his cock and blows.

“What a way to pass a wet day,” Jan tells me as we cuddle up in bed together that night. “What shall we do tomorrow?”

“How about another show for the room service boy?’

“Why not? We could really turn it on for him.”

And we did.

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Jon’s adventures with Millie and her Mum continue.

At the weekend I received another message from Sarah asking me to come swimming at a leisure centre about 20 miles out of town, I agreed remembering the place had an excellent spa with saunas and jacuzzi all off limits to the screaming teenagers and kids that splashed in the main pool. When I arrived I saw Sarah waiting in the snack bar, I walked up to her and we kissed softly, as I turned to sit I heard;
“Jon!!!” as Millie threw her arms around me,
“Hello there” I replied “I didn’t realise you’d be here too”
“Just our little surprise” Sarah said, smiling.
“I thought we’d have some time in the spa” I said weakly,
“Of course you can” Sarah replied ” we’re going to do some of the mother and daughter activities, we’ll meet up in about an hour for a swim in the main pool?”
I spent the next hour relaxing in the saunas and hot tubs, after that I met with Sarah and Millie. Sarah was wearing a pink bikini which showed some beautiful cleavage without looking too slutty, Millie wore a bikini too with a flowery pattern on it.
We spent some time riding the slides into the main pool, playing with the water cannons and lifting Millie out the water, only to throw her back in as she giggled ( this stopped eventually as the man with the whistle told us off) we walked back to the changing rooms still laughing, looking like an average young family, we got our stuff out of the lockers and found a well sized family changing room, complete with shower.
I latched the door and unpacked my towel from my bag. I turned to see Sarah sliding out of her bikini and stepping under the warm shower, Millie also stripped off and joined her mother under the water. Seeing the pair of them soaping themselves made my cock start to grow hard, I removed my shorts and sat watching them. Sarah looked at me with a devilish smile and started to soap her boobs in a seductive way, she also let one hand trail down and rub her shaven pussy. Millie looked at me with a smile too and beckoned me over to join them. I stood and walked the couple of paces to step under the warm water, there wasn’t really enough space for three of us so Sarah stepped out the flow while I soaped my chest and Millie started rubbing the lather into my legs and onto my now rock hard cock, Sarah stepped close to me and I felt her wet nipples hard brush against my arm, she leant in to kiss me and as I closed my eyes I felt Millie’s warm mouth close round my cock.
“Are you helping out today ” I asked as me and Sarah continued kissing,
“No” Sarah replied “Millie wants it all to herself today, after I told her what happened at the gig on Thursday, she insisted” I tensed as Millie continued sucking, her technique seemed better today, I wondered I Sarah had been giving her tips. I pulled down the seat in the shower (usually used for the disabled) and sat down still under the stream of hot water. Millie dropped down to her knees and continued sucking, I almost came on the spot when she looked up at me and licked slowly round the head like it was an ice lolly. She smiled at my reaction and carried on sucking. I looked up and saw Sarah sat opposite with her legs wide open. she was stroking a single finger up and down her slit, circling on her clit for a few seconds, then down into her wet pussy then back up to her clit, she looked straight at me as she did it and the look in her eyes was pure lust. With the combination of Millie’s wet mouth on my cock and Sarah’s little display, I felt myself starting to cum, the first spurt took Millie by surprise and she pulled back off my cock just long enough for the second spurt to catch her on her cheek. she smiled and lowered her mouth back down to swallow the rest, she stood up with cheeky grin and walked over to her mother, who leaned over and licked the cum from her daughters cheek and swallowed it with delight.
I stood back up under the shower and put my head back to enjoy the warm water. When I turned back round I saw Millie knelt down between Sarah’s legs, running her tongue slowly up her mothers pussy, Sarah was stroking Millie’s hair and looking down at her adoringly, I continued washing myself and watching them.
I soaped up my wilting erection and it started to become hard again, I stroked it gently and waited for Sarah to make eye contact, she knew what I wanted from the moment our eyes met, she leant down and planted a wet kiss on Millie’s lips, then she stood and laid a towel on the floor, she indicated for me to lay down. I stepped out from under the water, leaving it running. as I laid down on the hard ground, Sarah knelt between my legs and lowered her wet mouth over my cock, after one or two wet sucks she straddled me and lined up her pussy to slide down over my cock, as she leant back onto my cock I felt her wetness engulf me and my full length push into Sarah’s beautiful pussy. She gave a gentle gasp and started to slide up and down, sometimes only lifting by an inch, other times lifting high enough that I cold see the ridge of my helmet just inside her pussy. I laid back and enjoyed the sensation, I looked over to Millie and said
“Come and join in” Millie smiled and walked over, as she stood over me, facing her mother I pulled her down so she was sat on my face. I held onto her hips as my tongue darted across her bare smooth pussy and moved up to find her pre-teen clit, she giggled as I tickled it with my tongue. I heard Sarah’s voice
“Give Jon your toy” she said and I felt Millie twist and heard her unzip her bag. She lifted herself from my face and passed me a tiny vibrator, not much bigger than a marker pen
“Use this” she said “it feels SO good!” I twisted it to switch it on and felt a light buzzing, I ran it over her clit and between her lips, it slid straight inside, she was very wet (like her mother). All this time Sarah was bouncing on my cock, I turned my head and could see her reflection in the mirror, she was holding her bouncing boobs and pinching her nipples, I watched as Millie leant over to suck a nipple and she would occasionally let out a gasp as I hit the spot with her vibrator. I pushed the vibrator all the way inside Millie’s tight little pussy and started working my tongue on her clit again. She obviously enjoyed this as she started to ground her hips down onto me. I felt her warm juices dripping onto my tongue, they were sweet and delicious.
After a couple of minutes I felt a shudder go through Millie’s body and a barely stifled moan, (luckily the noise from the shower stopped anyone outside wondering what was going on.) Millie came hard and continued to grind down onto me, I turned off the vibrator but left it slid inside her, I slowed down my tongue and lazily licked the full length of her pussy. I was now close to coming too, this whole situation was just to much of a turn on, I whispered to Sarah that I was nearly coming, I expected her to stop but she kept on sliding up and down on my cock, I looked to the side and saw she had a devilish smile on her face again. She kissed Millie and whispered something to her, Millie whispered back nodding.
With a final thrust upward I felt my cum, explode from my cock, filling Sarah’s pussy, she stopped moving up and down and stayed completely still as she enjoyed the feeling of my warm spunk inside her. Millie jumped up and went behind her mum so I could not see her, Sarah lifted herself off my now deflating cock and moved down to take it in her mouth, she licked our combined juices from it and gently pulled my foreskin back to run her tongue round the ridge of my cock, I lifted my head up and saw Millie laying under her mums pussy, catching in her mouth, drops of my cum dripping from Sarah’s just fucked slit and using her finger to taste as much as possible. She really was as much of a sex maniac as her mum and she was only eleven!!
Imagine what shed be like once she was into her teens!

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A little more of a Surprise

Note: This is part two of A Little Surprise. Hope you enjoy!!

The Sun beamed through a small creak in the curtain. The warmth of the sun kissed my skin ever so softly. I rolled over and found an empty space, also the feel of a blanket of some kind on top of me. I opened my eyes to find Ashlee sitting on the couch naked and knees drawn to her chest.

A little confused, I got up and walked toward her. I enjoy the look in her eyes as she watched my naked body approach her. When I was close enough I could smell her arousal, it was intoxicating. I leaned forward for a kiss only to meet air. A little surprised and a bit hurt I asked

“Hey, what’s the matter?” I must have had a hurt look on my face because she wouldn’t look me in the eye.
She softly whispered, “I’m sorry.”

Now I was truly confused. What did she need to be sorry about? Is it about last night? Did she regret it? The thoughts ran around in my head as I stared at her hoping she would look at me.

“Tell me what’s wrong?” I spoke with such emotion, I scared myself. She still wouldn’t look at me. I couldn’t take it anymore, I grabbed her face and made her look at me. I saw such sad, sorry eyes that I began to worry all over again.

“Tell me?” I asked her again.

Her eyes were scaring me; I searched her face for some kind of clue.

She finally spoke, “I’m sorry that I did that to you, I…I shouldn’t have taken advantage of you… I’m…”

Tears poured down her face a she tried to pull away, but I reframed her from turning. I leaned down and softly kissed her tears as they rolled down. I sat on the couch beside her and gentle held her as if she was like sand that would pass through my fingers if I squeezed too tightly. When she finally calmed down I softly ran a hand down her head and spoke.

“There’s nothing to be sorry about. Last night was…” I couldn’t form the words to describe last night, but the feeling was so powerful it made me think last night was a dream.

I came back to reality and continued to speak, “I am happy last night happen. It was amazing.” I waited a few minutes to see the reaction I was going to get, and then weighted my next question carefully.

“Did you not want what happen last night to happen?” I sucked in a breath of anticipation when she broke from my embrace to look at me.

“No, I’m glad that it happened.”

I released the breath I was holding as her revelation reached me.

I grabbed her face again only to kiss her lips. A soft moan came from her or me I couldn’t tell. After a few minute of kissing I broke apart, and leaned my head against Ashlee. Her face was flushed and her eyes screamed with lust. In that moment I could hold Ashlee forever.

However, as much as I would enjoy staying just like this with Ashlee, I knew we couldn’t. I got up off the couch and pulled her with me. I walked toward the stairs with her in tow and climbed. When we reached the second landing, I continued down the hallway and went in to the bathroom.

Chapter 6

The bathroom was small but still larger than most bathrooms, I loved this room because of the shower, and it practically covered most of the bathroom. I let go of Ashlee’s hand and head to the shower to set the temperature.

I could feel Ashlee’s eyes following my every move, and could feel the heat coming from them. I felt like an animal being hunted by a predator. The feeling made me shiver with anticipation and excitement for what is to come. Hopeful me, I thought.

When the water was set I turned to Ashlee and motioned for her to come closer. I forcefully grabbed the back of her head and lowered my lips to hers. I could feel the passion past between us, as I moved us backwards under the spray of the shower, closing the door behind us. Ashlee pushed me up against the wall and pressed her leg in-between mine, grinding her leg into my pussy. The sensation was unreal as it coursed throughout my body, sending electricity pulsing through my veins.

I leaned in more, so our bodies could be pressed closer together. I could her moans as our breast brushed up against one another, causing splendid pleasure to form. I moaned as our bodies played with each other’s and our tongues twist together, playing a little game of tag.

Ashlee was literally taking control of my body, I could no longer think clearly nor did I want too. She moved her way down, kissing my chin and neck. Teasing my earlobes; working her way down until she was at my breast. She kneaded my right mound as she stuck the other in her mouth. Sucking, licking, even biting, I felt so incredibly hot that I could feel my pussy drenching her thigh.
I needed her inside me, I couldn’t wait.

“I needed you… inside me! Now!!!” I yelled.

She smiled against my chest, and lifted only a little to tell me

“Well to bad. You’re just going to have to wait, and behave so I can take my time enjoying this little body of yours”, she smiled, as she continued her attack on my breast alternating between the two. I was so hot, that the water hitting us was cool.

After what seemed like hours of teasing, did Ashlee start to move further down. Her face was only an inch away from my pussy that I could feel the heat of her breathe brush the hairs of my mound. Ashlee looked up to meet my eyes as she closed the distance and licked the outer lips of my pussy. I felt a wash of heat pass over my body as my knee became weak and collapsed to the floor. Ashlee was ready and moved with my body, staying firmly attached to my pussy. She licked, and sucked on the outer lips, and taking two fingers spread them apart and dove in. she was merciless on her attack, while jabbing her tongue in and out of my hot hole. I was close, I could feel the best orgasm in my life approaching, and she must have felt me reaching my climax because she shoved two fingers into me.

I gasped as she pumped her fingers in and out. The feeling was unreal and mind blowing as I came with such force I lifted myself and Ashlee off the floor as I climaxed. As wave after wave coursed through my body, I could feel my body lose all strength.

Once calmed, we stayed like that for a few minutes until the water turned cold and then did we turn it off and got out.

We dried off and left to finish what we started in my room.

Epilog

Ashlee and I stayed in the house discovering each other and ourselves for the rest of the weekend. And when the time came for us to say our goodbye for now, left me with a new feeling of bliss because I knew that we will be seeing each other real soon for some more fun and this time maybe with a dildo or strap-on.

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Mike, Liz, and Lindsey set up a house and their family grows.

Then Mike finds a new friend for them

Liz and I moved Lindsey into our spare bedroom after she sold her home. The sale made it possible to pay off her bum of a husband and bank enough money to cover the birth of her and my baby.

There was a connection between my wife and sister long before she came to live with us. And that connection had gotten richer as they lived together. Lindsey did a large share of the domestic chores since Liz and I both worked outside the home. But as Lindsey got bigger she had to quit doing some of the more strenuous chores.

I was in my glory. No matter the time of day or day of the week there was a juicy pussy, warm, wet mouth, or tight ass available for my use.

Linds was ready and willing due to the flood of hormones in her body and my sexy wife is always ready.

One day Linds and I were in her room with her mouth around my cock while I lay at her side with my left hand rubbing her big belly. I had my right hand under her leg playing with her pussy lips. Linds was moaning as I pumped my cock in and out of her mouth. We had a good rhythm going when she groaned loudly and a flood of liquid poured from her pussy.

“Oohhh. I water broke!” I am a firefighter so I was familiar with the activity. We grabbed our clothes and rushed her to the nearest hospital. I called Liz (Linds coach), so she could join us. (I know people are asking why I wasn’t her coach it was my child. I am trained in emergency procedures. If I were her coach I wouldn’t be able to help in an emergency). The birth was easy and shortly there was another child in our home.

Linds was out of commission for a few weeks. Liz refused to let me have sex with my sister until Liz figured she was ready. To compensate Liz took a month’s leave from work and remained naked anytime there was no company in our house. Several times we had sex on the bed next to Linds so she was still part of our lovemaking. She would lay under Liz and suck her nipples and play with her clit while I screwed her in whichever hole she wanted filled.

On one particularly hot night, Liz and I lay on either side of Linds and sucked both breasts at the same time. While we used our hands to play with her pussy and ass at the same time. On that occasion, Linds began expressing milk from both breasts as she reached orgasmic joy.

Liz released her nipple for a second and said, “I think she’s ready.” Then she returned to drinking the liquid. I jumped between Linds legs to jam my cock into her. Weeks of going without a cock had allowed my sister’s pussy to tighten. The velvet flesh quickly lubricated itself as I hammered into her. Liz turned and sat on her face while playing with her breasts with her right hand while her left hand tugged and played on her clit.

Our sex was a force of nature. No love passed between the three of us only animal thrusts and groans. Clawing fingers and shaking thighs gave witness to our need to please ourselves with other people’s bodies. I filled Linds with my orgasm while they ate each other. Linds sat on my cock while Liz sat on the strap-on Linds was wearing.

We slept in Linds room until the baby woke at two for a feeding. A quick feeding, burping, changing, and back to sleep. I was on the couch drinking a soda when they came out.

“Damn Linds that was hot, “I exclaimed.

Liz bent down and flicked a drip off the nipple of her breast. Her breasts had gained two cup sizes since the pregnancy began. Linds moaned softly and stopped dead. Liz continued to nurse until she pushed Linds back to the wall. They were making out like good lesbian lovers when I reminded them I was sitting there jerking my cock.

Linds sat down on me again and Liz tightened the straps on the toy that had just been used on her. Linds was feeding me her watery nipples when Liz worked the toy in her rectum. Linds went wild. Arms clasped around my chest as she ground her body down on my cock and Liz toy. Her orgasms were none stopping. Over and over she came as Liz and I tag-teamed her body. When we all orgasmed one last time I helped her to bed while Liz checked all the children.

Liz and I collapsed in bed and spooned together as we fell asleep. In the morning Linds had joined us. She was spooning against my back while Liz was pressed against my chest. What man wouldn’t wake up with a hard-on with two beautiful ladies in his bed. My blood filled cock was splitting Liz’s butt cheeks while Linds was wiggling our strap-on in me. The feeling of being probed caused my cock to swell larger inside my wife’s ass.

Liz, I, and Linds were all moaning as we screwed our mutual toys into the person in front of us. Liz came first. I pulled my cock out of her then rolled Linds to her knees. I thrust my cock in her ass as Liz slipped under her. Liz sucked the milk laden breasts while working the dildo in and out of my sister and I screwed her ass. Linds came hard against the rubber cock in her pussy ass my cock sprayed in her ass. The three of us lay on the bed kissing and licking until it was time for Liz to go to work.

Liz kissed both of us before she walked out the door. Linds got dressed as I walked into the bathroom. A shower and shave later I grabbed my gear and left for my training day.

We ran through our training stations, a brief class in the new gear being deployed soon, and the necessary paperwork. I an a couple of my friends went to a local tavern for a quick drink. We were talking about the day’s activities, family issues, and how hot the few ladies in the room were. I was feeling warm when my two companions left. I was finishing my burger and beer when a full glass of the house ale was brought to the table.

The waiter announced, “From the lady at the bar.” A tall, slender strawberry blonde waved in my direction as I took a deep swig of the amber liquid. I nodded and offered her the chair evacuated by my friends. We made small talk as I finished my late lunch. The easy flow of conversation allowed our inhibitions to lower until Crystal took my ketchup covered fingers and seductively sucked the sticky liquid from them. My cock was tenting my pants when she finished. We moved to her SUV, then the motel down the road. Kissing and mauling each other through the parking lot and into a rented room.

Crystal had my pants on the floor. Before the door was locked behind us. My cock was deep in her throat in lightning-fast time. She worked my cock like a master and I came in no time. I lay on the bed as she took off my shirt. My eyes were closed while she took off her micro-skirt and silk top. I heard her underclothes drop to the floor and I felt the bed shift.

The lady who had just blew my cock moved back between my thighs and spread them apart. The thought of her sucking me again was pleasant but I wondered how long it would take for me to get hard again. I didn’t need to worry about it. There already was a hard cock in the room. In a flash, my ankles were on the tall lady’s shoulders and she rammed her thick cock deep in my ass. The pain snapped my eyes open as Crystal grunted. She slammed into me again as my eyes rolled back and I grunted as well. She was a crazed animal fucking me for ten minutes or more until she sprayed my bowels with her orgasm.

She pulled out and I told her, “Come here.” I took her softening cock in my mouth and cleaned our residue from it. She lay next to me and we necked until my cock got hard again. This time I assumed the superior position as we wrapped up in each other’s arms and legs. This coupling took longer as we started touching and feeling each other’s bodies. Her firm Double D’s were topped with tiny dark brown nipples that stood up from her chest. Biting and sucking them in time with my thrusts drove her crazy. Her cock hardened between us. I fisted her cock as I hammered her ass. She shot a fountain of semen into the air as I filled her ass with mine.

We were enjoying our afterglow as we cuddled on the bed. I looked at my watch and realized it was time to go. We exchanged information as well as talked about the situation at home. I told her there were two ladies that would love to meet her. We kissed deeply several times before I got on my knees and sucked her off. Out the door, I watched her ass sway back to her car. Then I jumped into my vehicle and headed home.

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My partner told me as I would be away for a week on business she would accept an invitation to stay and holiday with Pamela, one of her girlfriends. She promised to email me every day to keep me updated.

And she promised not have sex with anyone else while I was away – however that has been a problem for her in the past.

MONDAY

I don’t know if you remember Pamela, she is taller than most with a very sexy persona and a very good figure. She always dresses in black and today she had very tight slacks with a low cut top and I could see her very sexy, thin black bra straps.

She has a lovely condo in an upmarket area of the city and I have my own room and en-suite.

She is a professional photographer with a home studio and does a wide range of work.

After dinner tonight she showed me some of her work. Interiors, corporate work, and even weddings.

Then she showed me some pics of her current man. Baby I thought you were thick, but his erect cock was absolutely awesome.

After that the pics became even sexier. Pamela stark naked in nothing but heels, she really does have a voluptuous body, good thighs, tits and ass and just a touch of pubic hair over her cunt lips.

She could see I was really enjoying her pics so she took out some more.

This lot is my current man with his cock in my mouth she told me. Baby, he was even thicker than I first thought.

Then more pics of them fucking together.

Very arousing for me.

TUESDAY

I watched Pamela at work in the morning on some advertising pics. Over lunch Pamela asked if she could photograph me nude tomorrow afternoon.

Why not I thought, you like photographing me naked, so would be good to compare professional shots with yours. And the thought of posing naked for another woman was exciting, especially after the pics she showed me last night.

Over dinner tonight Pamela asked me lots of questions about my sex life and you. She asked if I was bisexual and I suspect she might be.

I told her before you left on the Sunday we fucked for an hour the day before. Also told her I was multi-orgasmic and that you were really well hung and thick. She seemed pleased when I told her not as thick as the man in her pics though.

WEDNESDAY

Woke up this morning feeling excited about being photographed nude by a lady professional photographer later today. The exhibitionist in me will thrive on the challenge. Though perhaps it would be even more exciting if it was a male?

I will be thinking of you while I trim my pubic hair before the shoot, you usually do it for me as foreplay.

Pamela told me not to wear any underwear today as the tight bands will show in the pics.

Just before we started at two Pamela asked me to get naked for her so she could spray me all over with a tan. Love your naked body and so will the camera she told me.

She has a wardrobe full of props and clothing for her shoots and professional lighting from all angles. We started with me a thigh length mink and some really high-heeled shoes for the first shots. It felt really good and Pamela said I looked very sexy as she told me to smile and hold the coat open to reveal my naked body.

Then she asked me turn around and lift the coat up she could she could photograph my ass cheeks with a mink coat above it.

The coat came off but not the heels as she took lots of pics from many different positions with me standing against a white backdrop. I felt really good and she kept telling me, ‘the camera loves your naked body.’

Then she had me lay face down on a black satin sofa supported on my elbows so she could take full-length pics of my back, ass and legs.

‘Tease your nipples,’ then, ‘open your legs and put your knees up,’ she told me as she took pics of me lying on my back.

‘Are you feeling sexy?’ she asked a few times as she kept looking at her watch.

‘Would you like a man to watch me taking nude pics of you?’

Before I could answer in the affirmative there was knock on the door and a man I recognized as Pamela’s current beau from the pics she showed on Monday walked in.

Pamela then re-framed the question, ‘Would you like my man to watch me taking nude pics of you?’

‘Yes I would,’ I smiled at them, the exhibitionist in me rising to the challenge.

His eyes were almost popping out of his head as I walked past him, totally naked except for the high heels and put the mink coat on again.

I asked Pamela to start again, though I made him wait for a little while as I sat down with my legs crossed to tease him before I stood in front of him and flashed open the coat.

Pamela was taking photos of both of us without touching each other, and smiling very sexily as she did.

After a few shots, all with the mink on, though open, I told them that was enough for today. I felt good though a bit naughty while posing like that.

Pamela asked me to cook dinner for the three of us while she printed off the pics.

After dinner she passed them around the table for all three of us to study. I was pleased with the very professional nude pics Pamela took of me and she gave me copies to show you. The ones with her man were fun and he looked very excited as he ogled my body with the mink coat open.

After we all went to bed I could hear Pamela screaming and groaning as her man was obviously fucking her very hard. Perhaps by posing nude for them, I turned them both on?

THURSDAY

Pamela told me her man would be back later that afternoon while I watched her photographing items for a marketing company.

She told me her man asked if she would take more pics of me nude while he watched.

As a tease I told her fine as long as he posed nude for some pics while I watched first.

Could be an exciting afternoon for us all Pamela told me after lunch as we waited for her man to arrive. She told me she phoned him to tell him I wanted to watch her take pics of him naked before he watched her take more pics of me nude. He likes the idea very much it seems.

And I must admit I really was looking forward to checking out his equipment in the flesh to compare with yours baby.

There was a degree of sexual tension while we waited for her man and Pamela explained the technical aspects of lens settings, focus lengths color temperatures and lighting,

Pamela told me before we started today she wanted me to apply spray tan to her man but to leave a thin white strip around his cock for contrast.

He came into the studio he wearing nothing but a very tiny black g-string with a huge bulge showing. I decided to spray his back first and he really did have an impressive ass for a man, though I was at a loss to understand what a series of welts and scars were on his ass cheeks. Then his front, he really is an impressive man in the flesh.

Pamela started taking some pics of him with his g-string on and I could see his huge bulging cock poking out of it, then she asked me to take it off so he was naked.

Very exciting moment for me, as I knew I was about to see a new and very thick cock in the flesh for the first time, and I would be telling you about it baby.

Very impressive baby, about your length, but thicker, much thicker. Pamela asked me to stroke it and tease it so that he had a full on erection for her camera. I heard him gasp as I felt the weight of it and he became fully erect. His cock was pointing upwards at forty-five degrees and I had trouble getting my hand around it.

Pamela told me to tease him for the camera, so I ran my hands all over him, teased his nipples, then scratched his balls with one hand with his cock in my other hand.

Pamela asked him if she liked her girlfriend playing with his cock, while she continued taking pics.

He said yes, very much as he reminded her he wanted to watch her take more nude pics of me while he watched naked.

All eyes were on me as I played the moment and undid the zip at the back of shift and let it fall to the floor, leaving me naked apart from my heels.

I knew exactly what I was going to do next, I had been planning it all day, as I lay face down on Pamela’s high day bed and she started taking pics in that position while I supported myself on my elbows.

‘Love your ass in that position, my camera loves it,’ she told me as her man stood right in front of me with his very thick cock so close to my mouth as Pamela took pics from side on.

The sexual tension at that moment was electric as all three of us felt the vibe and knew what was about happen. Without anyone saying a word his rock hard and very thick cock was in my mouth.

I know I promised you ‘no sex with anyone’, but that was days ago. You know I can resist anything except temptation baby, and his big thick cock was very tempting.

I was only vaguely aware of Pamela taking pics, lots of pics it turned out, of her mans cock in my mouth.

As you know I love a challenge and now I was this far it was hard not to go any further and I loved the idea of having a photographic record.

Should I blow him, while Pamela photographed us? Should I fuck him while Pamela photographed us?

Pamela made up my mind for me when told she me, ’Don’t stop, love taking pics of you two.’

I would have loved you to watch me sucking his very thick cock. Would you like to watch while his lady was taking pics and encouraging us?

Pamela asked me if I was going to fuck him. I thought that would not be fair to you – I did promise after all!

Instead I sat on the floor with my back supported by the day bed.

I know what you think happened then and you are correct.

He fucked my mouth like it was my cunt, just like you do.

I felt very much in control and it was very exciting as Pamela kept taking pics and offering lots of encouragement to both of us.

When she set the camera up on a tripod and set it to automatic I was at a loss to understand why.

Then when she picked up a long cane from her props shelf I understood as his eyes glinted.

All he could say as I knew I had him close to orgasm was, “Baby yes, baby yes, baby yes,” as Pamela belted his ass with the cane – and I mean really belted.

By the eighth time he was screaming and moaning with a mixture of pleasure and pain. Then I understood the welts and scars on his ass.

I have never seen a man shoot his load that far – ever.

Later over drinks Pamela asked me if I was bi-curious. I told her I was well past that stage and enjoyed bi-sexual experiences, which really piqued the interest of both of them.

She also asked if was into BDSM. I told her no, but after watching the pleasure and pain she gave her man with that cane today, and the massive orgasm he had, I told her I would like to try it.

“Good, tomorrow I want to have you, and he can take some pics of us, I think you worked out I am bi-sexual. And lets play the BDSM bit by ear.” Pamela told me.

Would you like me to do that baby? And would you like to watch? You know I would love you to watch. And belting you with a cane just before you orgasm might be fun for both of us – and very exciting.

FRIDAY

Woke up feeling very horny and excited baby. Today Pamela wants me and her man is going to take pics. Another first for me, though I wish you could watch.

Her man was due at three, so Pamela suggested we have a spa together before he arrived.

We undressed each other, no underwear of course as the strap lines would show in the pics, so didn’t take long to be naked.

I had never seen her naked in the flesh before, only in her pics.

She really does have a sexy and voluptuous body, good thighs, tits and ass with just a touch of pubic hair over her cunt lips.

She told me today is about our sexual pleasure and her man is not to take his clothes off, even though we are going to pleasure each other naked, while he takes pics. That really appeals to the exhibitionist in me.

He arrived early while we were still in the spa tongue kissing. Pamela told him again in front of me, he is not to take his clothes off.

He smiled rather resignedly while he dried Pamela off and then me, a consolation prize she told him, and nice foreplay she added, though he took much longer to dry me off than he did Pamela.

We moved into the studio and there was a huge bed under lots of lights with very relaxing piano, saxophone jazz music, seduction music you would call it.

Pamela told me we had the rest of the day, and to relax and enjoy the moment as she confided she had wanted this moment all week.

‘Ignore the photographer, even though you blew him yesterday, today is my day with you,’ Pamela whispered. Then she asked what I would like. I told her I love being licked and teased and I was multi-orgasmic.

She laid me on my back and we tongue kissed, while she teased my cunt lips with the tip of one finger; I was very aroused by then with her man watching and taking pics.

The she kissed and licked my nipples until they were like bullets, still with her finger-tip on my by now very wet cunt lips. Her conversation and commentary was very exciting.

‘Now for my prize,’ she told me as she started licking my cunt lips.

It was very exciting having a woman licking me, especially with her man taking pics.

She told me to put my legs over her shoulders as she cupped my ass in her hands.

Baby I was so horny and turned on, lots of tempting naked flesh in the last few days, but I hadn’t had an orgasm for a week, and the way she was licking me was absolute heaven. Why can’t men lick like a bi-sexual woman?

I was on the brink and as I looked up at Pamela’s man taking pics I had to look twice. His huge, thick cock and balls were hanging out of his trousers – and he was masturbating!

Very exciting watching him masturbate, unbeknown to his lady, while she had me on the brink with her tongue on my cunt lips.

Never ever had a bi-sexual lady licking my cunt while her man masturbated for me, especially without her knowing. I had four consecutive orgasms in one minute.

So good baby, wish you were watching. Pamela is very good.

Then it was my turn to pleasure Pamela, would have loved you to watch me in action licking her. She put two pillows under her ass before she put her legs over my shoulders.

By now she was aware her man was masturbating with his cock hanging out of his trousers, though she said nothing.

Her clit felt like it was two inches long and I had her screaming with pleasure as I lost count of the number of times she came for me.

Pamela was very cross with her man for masturbating with his cock hanging out like that. She pointed out to him he was told to leave his clothes on while he took pics. Of course he protested that his clothes were on even though he was masturbating with his cock out.

When Pamela handed me the cane I was wondering if this was a set-up, though I was excited at what I was expected to do – and was going to do next – you know I love new experiences, especially when I am naked, and with two other naked and very sexy people watching.

Pamela told him to get naked for us, his cock was throbbing, despite masturbating while he watched us pleasuring each other, he had not orgasmed.

I felt some trepidation as I was to indulge in BDSM for the first time, though was I determined to enjoy and learn from the experience for our mutual pleasure and pain when I get back home baby.

Pamela went to her props shelf and fitted two things that looked like clothes pegs to his nipples. He winced but told us he liked it. Then she fitted a very tight cock ring over his erect cock and under his balls.

Next she put some silk gloves on and told him to lean with his hands on the wall as she sat on a low stool in front of him and started slowly stroking his very erect cock.

She looked at me and smiled, “Now, don’t hold back, punish him while I pleasure him.”

My first stroke was really just a practice one. By the fourth one I was really getting in the groove and enjoying the moment, as were the other two. And watching Pamela expertly milking him with silk gloves was something I will do for you when I get back.

By the sixth and seventh strokes both of them were very excited and groaning ‘harder, harder’. There were traces of blood in the new welt marks I had made on his ass cheeks.

So I did, really hard, then another even harder. I have never ever heard a man scream so loudly from sexual pleasure and pain as Pamela and I watched him shoot his load.

See you soon baby, as promised I have been good, haven’t had intercourse all week. Lots of new ideas for us to experience very soon!

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A girl’s got to have a hobby…

BAM1

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Deals? Drugs?” Shelley asked.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I will, now just finger my pussy!”

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

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

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

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

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

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

To Be Continued…

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