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  • Girl stories: Jessica

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    young girl in jail gets pretty close to her cellmate

    I was seventeen but they put me in the county jail for driving drunk. I wasn’t even really drunk. I just failed that damn breathalizer test. I was ok to drive. I just got unlucky and crashed that’s all. It was just shit luck. But anyway I was definitely the youngest in there. It freaked me out a little. I started to wonder if any of these fat, bald chicks were going to try and rape me or something. At first I was terrified to know who my cellmate would be. But I was relieved to find that it was a girl only slightly older than me.
    “Hey, I’m Jessica. Everyone just calls me Jess.”
    She must have been around twenty, really pretty long brown hair and blue eyes.
    “This your first time?”, She asked me.
    “Yeah.”
    “Hey don’t worry Its not prison. You’re not gonna get raped up the ass with a broomstick or anything. As long as you don’t piss anybody off or get in anybody’s way here you’ll be fine.”
    Of all the people in there I don’t think I would have felt more comfortable with anybody else but her. She was nice.
    I sat with her at dinner. We had what looked like some kind of stew. It could have been a fresh pile of shit and we wouldn’t have known the difference. We talked about alot of things. Mostly we talked about family and friends. I told her about my boyfriend Chris. She said she never had a boyfriend. I couldn’t understand why. She was so gorgeous.
    It was almost lights out time. I grabbed a book to read before they shut off the lights. Jess and I climbed into our bunks and said goodnight to eachother. The lights went out before I finished a single page. I tossed the book to the foot of my bed to continue reading in the morning. The jail was quiet. I kind of expected the women in the other cells to still be talking but no one was. It was dead silent.
    The bed was so uncomfortable, like sleeping on a big flat stone. It must have taken me about half an hour to get comfortable just enough to fall asleep. I figured by then all the other women were already sleeping. I listened closely to the silence that pierced my eardrums, making my ears ring. I listend for whispering or a cough, anything to remind me that I wasn’t completely alone. I wondered if my cellmate was asleep. Maybe my constant shuffling around kept her awake. I didn’t hear her stir all night so I guessed not.
    Right then I started to think about Chris. I wished he was there with me so I didn’t feel so alone. I thought about him touching me and kissing me. I was getting so horny. I heard Jess moving around in the bunk above me. I could hear her getting out of bed and onto the floor. I thought maybe she had to go to the bathroom. I thought that until she climbed into my bunk and planted herself on top of me. The moment I felt her I lifted my head up.
    “What are you doing?” I said too loudlly.
    Her hand covered my mouth to keep more words from erupting.
    “Shh. If they hear you they’ll come in and we’ll both be in trouble.”
    Then she let go of my mouth. I could feel her breathing, her lips barely touching my cheek.
    “What are you doing?” I said more quietly.
    She whispered into my ear.
    “I wanna touch you. Let me?”
    I didn’t respond. I didn’t know how to. Her fingertips first touched my lips, then traveled very slowly down past my neck, past my stomach, under my shirt. She kissed me so softly, the softest kiss I had ever felt. When Chris kissed me his lips felt hard and rough. Her lips were so soft. Her lips felt better than Chris’s. They tasted better too.
    She flicked the tip of my tounge with hers, slowly and softly, while her fingers caressed my stomach. She found a ticklish spot that made me jump and giggle a little bit. Her fingers traveled farther up and found one of my nipples. One finger began to gently stroke it. God, the way she touched me made me feel insane, like I had completely lost control. My nipples got so hard while my breathing did too. Her fingers stroked and pinched my hard nipple while she kissed my neck so softly. I let out a slight moan. I think hearing me moan really turned her on because she started to kiss me harder and her hand moved farther down. I thought for a moment about Chris. Not only Chris but everyone else. What would people think about this? They would be freaked out, disgusted. But then again, no one would ever find out.
    Very soon she was fucking me. She fucked me so hard while still kissing me so softly, it made me crazy. Every time I tried to slow my breathing to keep from getting too loud, my body shook like an earthquake with an orgasm.
    “Does it feel good?” She whispered to me.
    “Yes!” I gasped.
    She kissed my mouth and bent her fingers inside me, pressing hard against my g-spot. I lost control completely and dug my fingers into her back, breathing hard in her ear, leaving scratch marks up and down her back. The most amazing feeling came over me. She found my g-spot and rubbed it hard while she sucked on my neck at just the right spot. Right then she sank her teeth into my neck and the most intense orgasm shot through my body forcing me to moan way to loudly.
    She kissed me again and said, “Now your turn.”
    “What do you want me to do?”
    “Suck my pussy.”
    Even though I had never done it before I was willing to try it. I was never one to get grossed out by anything sexual as long as it wasn’t to weird. Going down on a girl never crossed my mind before but didn’t seem any worse than giving a guy head.
    I took her shirt off and sucked her tits first. I played with them a little bit, rubbing them, squeezing them gently. Her skin was so smooth. I sucked her nipples and nibbled on them a little. She showed me she liked it by moaning and stroking my hair. I went further down, kissing her stomach, then her thighs, one hand still on her tit, pinching the nipple.
    I sucked her clit and fingered her for a while. She was breathing hard and running her fingers through my hair. Her pussy was the first I ever tasted and I loved it. I fluttered my tounge over it and fingered her harder. Her juices flowed out onto my tounge. She tasted so good.
    “Oh! Fuck me!” She gasped.
    I was so turned on it made me crazy all over again. I fucked her harder and harder until she came.


  • Horseback Riding Gone Wrong

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    Ashley goes horseback riding, but things go wrong, and ends up on the wrong side of the horse.

    Authors note: Please forgive me for any grammar mistake I make in this story. I created this story for people to read, and not criticize. Non of the events is encouraged to be replicated at all. But enough talk and lets get to the story.

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    Horseback Riding Gone Wrong

    It was a beautiful summer day at the farm as usual. The gentle prairie winds gently blow across Ashley with the sweat scent of wheat and barley. Ashley’s parents owned a 400 acre farm which also included a big forest which was well suited for horseback riding.

    Ashley was a 22 years old, 5″6 tall, with beautiful blond hair that reached to her ass. She had eyes that were blue as the sea, and breasts that looked like the foothills. She had quite a slender body, with a perfect farmers tan that she earned through the life of a farmer. She also had good strong muscles from working in the fields with her father lots. Ashley also loved to go horse back riding, especially with with one of the two stallions that her family owned.

    One of the Stallions was Thunder. He was a strong horse, that was oddly born during a thunder storm. However although Thunders birth was quite scary, making Thunder a brave horse. This also made Thunder the most unpredictable horse in the entire stable. Thunder was a black horse, who’s hair seemed to gleam against the moons light.

    The other horse was Frost. Frost was born during a cold winters night when everything was freezing. This in fact made Frosts birth quite dangerous, risky, and it looked as if Frost would not live due to the cold temperature. However it was in face a miracle that Frost in face lives on that cold night. Frost was quite a lucky horse, managing to just barely get out of potentially lethal situations. Frost was also quite a calm horse, but was also sometimes quite fragile to the reaction of other people, and horses.

    Ashley went to her sister Greta that morning hoping that she would accompany her to horseback ride in the trails. They have done it many times before, and neither of them were strangers to the dangers of it. In fact one could say that they were experts at Horseback riding on the trail. Greta promised that she would go later on once all the chores were finished.

    Greta was 24 years old, 5″4 tall, with nice red hair that burned like fire. It’s length was at least just past her shoulders. Greta, like her sister had a quite a slender body, with a brilliant farmers tan. As well she also had strong muscles from her time in farming. She quite loved horseback riding as much as her sister, and they both had a passion for it.

    However both sisters both particularly loved each other. In face at times when their parents were gone, they would roam the farm naked, and share the shower together. And in one particular incident, they both started having lesbian sex in the middle of a pig pen rolling in the mud. Yes they shared a romantic relationship with each other. However Ashley was still a virgin despite this experience, however Greta had lost hers with her boyfriend in high school.

    Later on that day, Ashley was preparing the two Stallions for horseback riding. She decided on the journey she would take a rope with her in case she need Thunder to pull something off the path. It usually didn’t take Ashley long to get the saddles on both horses, with the reigns. However Ashley noticed something different about thunders behavior, but she just couldn’t put her finger on it. She finally gave up and just thought it was nothing, and just left the situation alone. However what Ashley didn’t see was Thunders giant cock when she was brushing him. This would soon lead to a potentially lethal mistake.

    When Ashley was done, and lead the horses outside the stable, she was met by Greta waiting for her just outside the stable doors. Greta took Frost’s reigns, while Ashley took Thunders reigns, and rode to the woods.

    Within 30 minutes of entering the woods, they came across the splitting path. Greta and Ashley decided to separate. However this decision was the final mistake that Ashley would make, and it would be to late for her to recognize. When Ashley went the other path, she noticed that Thunders ears perked up as if he heard something. As Ashley continued down the path, she saw something black swoops across the trees. She assumed it might have been a bat, but as she went on, the bat got closer, and closer. That was until suddenly it flew across Thunders face.

    This not only spooked Ashley from how close it went, but startled Thunder. And instead of acting calm, Thunder decided he had different plans for Ashley. Now as mentioned before, Ashley kept a rope with her, and she kept it front of her. However when Thunder jumped onto his hind legs, Ashley lost balance and the rope tangled with the reigns. And as fate would have it, she got her hand wrapped around the rope, but could not untangle it fast enough. Ashley eventually fell off thunder flipping her underneath Thunder, just as the rope tangled her other hand making it hard to undo. And unfortunately for Ashley, her feet were also caught and trapped in the foothold of the harness.

    So here Ashley was, tangled hands and feet, and under Thunders belly. This excited Thunder as he landed on the ground. When Ashley looked backwards, she saw something growing. It was of course, Thunders cock coming out of its sheath. When Ashley saw the size of it, she began to struggle to try and escape. However Thunder wanted to make Ashley his bitch, and he wanted to make sure Ashley knew it. When Thunder started bucking his back legs, his cock got closer to Ashley’s pussy. And the rope kept sliding down, making Ashley get closer to Thunders cock. In quick panic, Ashley moved her waist to hopefully make his giant cock miss. However her panties got caught onto the side of the giant cock, and tugged away from Ashley’s vagina. This unfortunately, exposed Ashley’s Vagina.

    With one last hard bucking action of Thunders back legs, Finally forcefully slamming Ashley forcefully and brutally down Thunders cock. However it was barely in, and not enough for Thunder to do a full penetration, which left Ashley’s hymen untouched. Thunder decided to fix this, and shoved his cock into Ashley’s hole. Ashley of course was screaming for her life to try and hopefully get Greta’s attention. But the forest was to thick for Greta to hear Ashley. This left Ashley at the complete mercy of Thunder and his giant cock. So when Thunder finally made that one last push; Thunder’s cock tore through Ashley’s flesh, straight down, and through Ashley’s hymen.

    The pain that came from this was too much for Ashley to handle, and was knocked unconscious, leaving Ashley completely vulnerable for Thunders full penetration. And thrust by thrust, Thunders cock went deeper and deeper; and more blood, and more flesh torn. This brutal act probably would have killed Ashley if it were not for the fact that Ashley was as strong as she was.

    When Ashley awaking from being unconscious, she felt her entire body numb, feeling nothing but the entire numbness in her body. She also felt liquid from Thunders cock being pumped into her. Of course by this time, Ashley was not thinking clearly at all, and started to panic, and asking question like,”what if I get pregnant?” Ashley’s shoulders were also fractured from the constant pounding of Thunders front legs, as well as Ashley’s bottom legs because of Thunders hind legs.So Ashley just dangled there like a lifeless rag doll.

    When Thunder was done with Ashley’s pussy, he was not quite done with Ashley completely. Instead he took his cock out of Ashley’s pussy and aimed. And poor Ashley who was too disorientated to even know what going on, didn’t even notice what Thunder was planning. And with a quick, hard, lethal thrust. Thunder jabbed his cock inside Ashley’s ass. This no undoubtedly made Ashley become unconscious for a long period of time. However Death had other plans for her, and decided not to let Ashley die.

    Thunder continued to pound at Ashley’s ass, full thrust without stopping. Putting on full speed, and thrusting his full length cock inside of Ashley’s pussy hole. Thunder knew as well as Ashley, that she was Thunders new bitch for life. Thunder didn’t care for Ashley’s life, he just cared about the satisfaction of fucking Ashley. And after a few minutes, Thunder unloaded his semen into Ashley’s ass.

    When the paths finally met again, Greta and Frost were having a lovely time, however just as she turn the corner, she saw Thunder, with Ashley all tangled up, bloody, abused, unconscious; and Greta didn’t even know if Ashley was still alive. Thinking quickly, and acting fast, Greta untangled her sister from the ropes and foot holes, and carried her onto her horse, and let Thunder behind her horse. When Greta finally reached the house again, she quickly bolted inside and called 911. A few minutes later, the ambulance arrived, and rushed Ashley to the hospital.

    During Ashley’s entire time in the hospital, all she could think about was having brutal sex with Thunder again, and how much she enjoyed getting fucked with Thunders giant cock. And two months later, she was back on the farm continuing to willingly fuck Thunders cock.


  • How Did It Come To This? Part I

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    This is my first official story. Although I have written before, This is my first for XNXX. I’m very sorry for the lack of sex in this, But I had to flesh out the characters. Please note, This is not just sex, This is a story with sex in it. Also, This series may contain Rape, Monster (Not like bigfoot, Like a Furry or part cat) And The main character is Underage. If these do not interest you, Click the back button. Please leave any comments and suggestions. Also, I take story requests, If you really want to read a well written story about anything at all, going as far as Tentacles, Death, And even cannibalism, Email the story perameters to my email: [email protected] Thank you and I hope you enjoy! Rate well please.

    I close my door and drop my bag down, It’s the best feeling in the world. The weight of my bag on my shoulders finally being lifted. I slump on to my bed, Closing my eyes for a few moments.
    I slowly open my eyes, Squinting as they adjust to the sudden invasion of my lightbulb. I look over at my alarm clock to see I had been asleep for three hours. “Damn it!” I whisper. I completely slept through the rest of my day. I had homework to do and hated the world for it.
    I grudgingly stand up, My back popping uniformally. I wipe my hazey eyes and blink a few times. I clumsily walk to the kitchen, Feeling as though I had been asleep for two days. I pour myself some orange juice, watching the miniature tsunami wave of bright orange cascade in to the glass. I swig it down quickly, wetting my dry and raspy throat. I set the glass in the sink, Knowing my sister would do the dishes the next morning before school.
    As I walk back to my room, I notice the feeling of something watching me, The lights are off and everyone is asleep. I hurry back to my room, Shutting the door, As if I’m being chased by murderous demons. I feel a bit stupid, Being scared of the dark at age fifteen. I unzip my bag and pull out Mrs. Eubanks geometry assignment. I sit on my bed and turn on some Snow Patrol, Putting in my headphones. I prop my math book under my worksheet and lazily scribble Anthony Jean in the name slot.
    As I listen to Chasing Cars, I start humming along. My math problems slowly being completed. Thankfully after about fifteen minutes of gruelling geometric torture, I shove the book, Pen, And paper into my bag.
    I realize I’m still quite tired, And turn off my light. I lie on my bed and turn on my Samsung Galaxy Tab and browse around on YouTube. I watch a few Tobuscus and PewDiePie videos before finally drifting off in to a light sleep.

    “Yeah Tom, I really have to agree with Jeremy on the issue of the recent outbr-” I shut off my alarm and sit up. Rubbing the sleep out of my eyes, I swing my legs a bit over to the side of my bed. I shrink back a bit as I touch the cold hardwood floor, But again press my feet to the ground. I stand up, A bit dazed. I walk in to my bathroom, Shutting the door. I look in to the mirror at my tousled dark brown hair. The uncontrollable mop that I cant seem to find a style for.
    I fight with my hair a few minutes before giving up, I went in to that one knowing It would be a pointless endeavor. I brush my teeth and take a short shower. I get out and inspect myself as everyone does, My Six and a half inch (When erect) penis flacid and drooping. I again try to comb my hair, It’s a bit easier now that It’s wet.
    I throw on some Old Navy Khakki’s And a red Polo. I take out my contacts and wet them, Cursing myself for falling asleep in them. I slowly push them back in to my Dark brown eyes. I go back in to my room and grab my bag. After I get my keys and Wallet I’m out the door.
    I walk up to the bus stop, Standing near the stop sign that someone wrote “DONT” on. I stand there for about ten more minutes before my bus finally shows up. I hastily step on, Grateful for the icy blast of the Air-Conditioning. I walk towards the back and slump down in a seat near the middle next to my best friend Josh. He looks at me and smiles.
    “I know that smile, What you got for me man?” I smirk at him as I say it. “Yeah man, I got the good shit, You know Red shirt dude? Uhhh… What’s dudes name… Caleb!?” He replies a bit too loud. “Dude shut the fuck up man, Don’t be so damn loud! Yeah I know him, He’s Cool people.” I punch him in the arm for his audacity. “Chill! But yeah man, He gave us about a quarter for the price of a dime.” He says, A bit quieter now. My jaw almost drops. “No way? Straight up dude? See, I knew dude was chill.” I smile, knowing tonight would be fun, As all fridays are. “It’s at my house man, Just drop by around Four and I’ll take out the shepard.” The shepard was Josh’s Famous bong, Shaped like a shepards staff.
    “Sounds legit bud, You do Eubanks homework?” I ask him, Unzipping my bag because I know the answer. “Nah, Hook me up?” I hand Josh my geometry worksheet and the rest of the ride is him sloppily copying my answers.
    After about fifteen more minutes, The bus squeaks to a halt. I walk to the front, Stepping in to the March heat. Josh is behind me. “I hate North Side man, It is like, My least favorite place on planet earth.” I nod in agreement. North Side was by far the worst high school in Madison County. Some kids here were scared for their lives. Luckily, I usually stayed to myself and my small group of friends.
    “See you third man.” I nod and start walking to first block, Mrs. Rainwater. I get to the class thirty seconds to bell and rush to my seat. The bell rings just as I drop my bag to the floor next to me. Rainwater glares at me over her glasses, If looks could kill.
    As soon as class officially starts, I slug Gavin in the shoulder. He turns around and flips me off, We both chuckle a bit and I whisper to him, “Yo, Wanna come to Josh’s later? I can hook you up, Just bring wraps, I’m out dude.” He nods and bro fists me. He turns around just as Rainwater starts to write something about Iambic Pentameter on the board. I dont ever give out weed for free besides Gavin, Him and I go way back.
    I trudge through the rest of class, Getting yelled at twice for sleeping. After Rainwater pulls a bitch move and assigns homework for the weekend, The bell rings.
    I happily walk out of the class, Glad that my 10th grade year was almost over. The rest of the day goes along normally, Untill lunch. I walk in to the lunch room and buy a Dr. Pepper from the machine, After I sit down at my usual table next to Josh and Gavin. “Whats up dudes? Sucks ass that Rainwater is making us read ten fucking chapters.” I open the soda and take a swig. “Nothing much, Eubanks is out, We have a sub.”
    Gavin pipes in, “Yeah, and she has no idea what shes doing, We get to watch a damn movie!” He happily states. I tap Josh on the shoulder and point at his pizza, He shrugs and I take it. “Seems legit, What movie?” I take a bite and listen intently. “I don’t fucking know, I just texted Lily.” I shrug and finish eating my pizza. As I take my last bite, I look around. My eyes stop on some girl I’ve never seen before, And shes staring at me. It feels like shes staring deep in to my soul. I sort of raise my eyebrows and stare back for a moment.
    This goes on for awhile before A crash next to me startles me out of my trance. I look over and Will is picking up his laptop, I take another drink of Dr. Pepper before the bell rings.

    Three hours later I’m In Mrs. Eubanks class and we are watching some movie about how fast food is bad. I am half asleep as the last bell rings, signaling that the day is over. I hop up, grab my bag and walk out. I stroll out of the west campus doors and go to the bus pick up. I step on and sit next to Josh. “So is it still cool if I drop by at around four bud?” He nods and smirks, he pretends he’s smoking a blunt and then goes back to staring out the window. Halfway to my house, He nudges me with his elbow, And asks, “You see Jenna’s ass in those pants dude?” I snap out of my stupor and laugh, “No bro, Was it nice?” He chuckles, “Oh yeah, I got a great view in Physical Fitness, She was fucking running and I just wanted to…” I laugh louder, “You proud?” I ask sarcastically. After which he punches my arm.
    I close my front door and walk in to the living room, going in to the kitchen to snag a snack. I see something out of the corner of my eye as I’m busy ransacking the fridge. I look over my shoulder and nothing is there. I shrug and close the refridgerator door. I turn around and I walk in to my room. I drop my bag and take off my shirt, changing in to a Operation Flashpoint Dragon Rising tee. I throw on some Khakki shorts and Slide in to my DC shoes. I grab my bong and walk back in to the living room. I write a small note to my sisters. ‘Gone to a friends, Be back in a couple hours. CLEAN YOUR ROOM!’ I stick it to their door and walk outside.

    I bang on Josh’s door a couple times before I walk in, knowing he knows full and well that its me. I walk through his kitchen in to his living room. I enter his hall and walk in to his room. He’s playing Max Payne Three on is Playstation three when I walk in. He nods his head in greeting, Then He pauses his game. “Whats up broseph?” I ask him, Knowing that we’re about to be Up, As in high. “Craving weed dude.” He then walks to his bed, he reaches under his mattress and pulls out a zip-lock bag filled with probably the biggest amount of pit I’ve ever seen in one place.
    “Holy shit! For ten bucks?!” I almost yell and laugh. “See, Red shirt dude is the shit.” We both walk outside and sit on his back porch, Knowing that if we smoke in his room his parents will smell it. As I’m packing my bong, I hear banging on the front door, I stand up. “Thats gotta be Gavin, one sec dude.” I walk in to his house and to his door, I open the door and sure enough it’s Gavin. “Dude you’re gonna shit yourself when you see this shit!” I beckon him inside and shut the door. “How much is it?” He asks. “A fucking quarter bud, A quarter.” His jaw also practically drops. He whips out his bong as we walk back outside. Josh has finished packing mine and his. “Thanks dude, Josh, Hook Gavin up with a dime.” Josh nods and tosses the zip-lock baggie to Gavin, Who precedes to pack his bong hastily.
    Josh and I wait for him to finish before finally he’s done. We all take a long, slow hit at the same time. We precede to finally smoke about half a dime each before we’re to fucking high to pack our bongs. I bust out laughing at absolutely nothing, And am joined by Josh and Gavin. We sit there for a good hour before We even talk. Gavin is the first to speak, “You got any food fatass?” Josh laughs loudly at Gavins joke insult. “Yeah, But can your gay self stomach man food?” We all laugh as they fail to have any comebacks whatsoever, Before we all stand up and walk to Josh’s kitchen. Josh grabs doritos (a family size bag) And I grab chex mix. Gavin takes some Cheetos and we all go to his room and play Trine 2 for an hour, Too high to really solve any puzzles.
    I stand up, “Gotta go home, I am super tired dudes.” They nod and continue playing Trine. “Thanks for the weed bud.” I thank Josh and walk out. I notice I have no shoes on and Go outside to grab them. I put them on and walk around the house to the front yard. I walk on the sidewalk a couple houses down before I get home. I open my front door and go to my room. I check my phone, Which I had foolishly forgotten and I listen to a voicemail from my dad explaining he and my sisters are gonna be gone for a couple days at my grandmas.
    I do a sort of victory dance in my drugged state and get up, Still suffering from the munchies. I get to my kitchen and I start boiling water for some mac’ and cheese. I turn around from the stove and jump harshly. Crouching in a cat like pose is a woman. Her hands and feet are large paws with insane claws. She has almost no clothes on, But her body is covered in small patches of white fur that seems to act as coverup. Fur wraps around her tits (Which I admit are pretty nice) And her pussy is also covered. She has a patch of fur that looks like a U on her stomach. Her sharp teeth seem to stick out over her pouty and luscious lips. She has a long wavy mane of beautiful vivid blue hair that bounces lightly with her soft breathing. Her left paw is up, she seems to be kneading the air. She has a long white tail thats waving around behind her, And large cat haunches serve as her feet.
    I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out so I close it. There is a cat woman crouching about sit feet in front of me in my own home, and I’m all alone. She scares me, but in the back of my mind I know I am attracted to her. She has to be the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. Suddenly she opens her mouth revealing sharp cat fangs and says, “Hi! I’m Felicia!” In a high, Succulent sing-song voice.
    I rub my eyes, Thinking the weed is messing with me. But when I open them, She’s still there in front of me.

    To Be Continued……


  • The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 92: Naughty Neighbor

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    A quick and kinky lesbian fantasy!

    Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.

    Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-91”.

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    Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

    It all started a few days ago when I realized I could see into my neighbor’s bedroom. I had to stand in a particular spot for it to work, but when I did, I could see her entire room. I don’t usually enjoy invading other people’s privacy, but I was fascinated by this woman. Not because she was beautiful, even though she was. Not even because of the thrill involved with spying on someone. In fact, I had no idea why I was so obsessed.

    The first few days, I only caught glimpses of her, but that only served to intrigue me further. I found myself thinking of her and fantasizing about orchestrating a chance encounter to meet her. But before I could make my move, something happened.

    It was nearly ten o’clock at night and I had just concluded a particularly intense writing session. As I waited for my computer to shut down, I peered out the window and found my neighbor’s bedroom illuminated. A smile curled my lips as I found her standing at the foot of her bed.

    I was not planning on being creepy. I was content simply watching her go about her nightly routine. But instead of slipping into her pajamas, she stripped out of her clothes and started parading around the room. I was stunned. This only happened in movies and teenage boys’ fantasies. But this was no movie and my fantasy had yet to begin. This was real.

    I stood there, entranced by the woman’s beauty. I knew it was wrong of me to spy on her, yet I couldn’t look away. My body remained frozen in place. I barely blinked. I barely breathed. I barely moved. I was captivated.

    The woman’s gaze suddenly traveled to her window. She wasn’t staring at the glass, but rather at something beyond it. Something far beyond. Something in the adjacent building. Me. She was staring at me.

    Our eyes met and my blood turned cold. Then it started boiling in my veins. I desperately wanted to flee, to escape her penetrating gaze. I tried to move, but I was frozen in place.

    It felt like an eternity before I regained control of my body. As soon as I did, I stepped backwards, out of the woman’s line of sight. She had seen me, there was no doubt about that. But what would she do about it? I was asking myself that very question when the doorbell rang.

    I remained frozen in shock. Was it her? It had to be. Should I answer? It took a while before I made up my mind. On my way to the front door, the doorbell rang again. I hesitated before buzzing her in.

    The few seconds it took her to reach my floor felt like an eternity. Each passing second brought with it more fear. By the time I heard a knock on the door, I was terrified. As I reached for the door handle, it got too much for me to handle and I reverted back into a fantasy to keep from facing reality.

    I was now inside the fantasy. The world around me looked just the same and the fear coursing through my veins felt just as real, but deep down, I knew none of it was genuine. It still took a few seconds before I worked up the nerve to open the door.

    My beautiful neighbor stood in the doorframe. Up until that moment, I had held out hope it was not her, but deep down, I had always known is was. She now wore a bathrobe, but I could tell she was naked underneath.

    We stared at each other for a few seconds before she spoke.

    “I saw you looking at me,” she said.

    I didn’t know what to say, so I said nothing.

    “Can I come in?” she asked, but pushed past me without waiting for an answer.

    I closed the door behind her. We were now alone.

    “I’m sorry,” I said as I turned around. “I didn’t mean to—”

    She cut me off before I could finish.

    “I said I saw you looking,” she explained, “but I never said I didn’t enjoy it.”

    I was stunned, but not as much as when she spoke again.

    “Would you like to see more?” she asked.

    I tried to answer, but my vocal cords had stopped working. I nodded.

    The beautiful woman grabbed me by the hand and led me to the living room.

    “Sit,” she instructed, nodding to the couch.

    I obeyed the command and watched her move the coffee table to a corner of the room. Returning to the center of the room, she turned to me and gave me a quick smile. I had no clue what was about to happen, but I could tell I would like it.

    I was wrong. I didn’t like it; I loved it!

    My beautiful neighbor, whose name still remained a mystery, began to strip. She swayed to the sound of an imaginary song, teasingly uncovering herself. She only wore a bathrobe, so the striptease was quick, but the flawless body that lay beneath fully made up for it. She was so beautiful. So perfect.

    She continued to dance, each movement an elegant choreography that brought her ever closer to me. Just when I couldn’t take the teasing any longer, she finally reached me and pulled me in for a kiss.

    Our lips met and I felt an explosion of lust. I had never wanted anyone this much in my entire life. I craved her touch. Her smell. Her taste. My tongue came to life and danced alongside hers. Moans fused from our mouths. Our bodies grinded together.

    I didn’t want this moment to end yet I also craved more. My arousal eventually got the better of and I broke the kiss. I attempted to wrap my lips around one of her erect nipples, but she pulled away.

    “What’s wrong,” I asked.

    “Nothing,” she assured. “This night is all about you,” she soon added and ripped my t-shirt from my body. Her lips made contact with my bare breasts before I could figure out what was happening. Moans soon followed as she teased my nipples mercilessly. It was not long before I started craving more.

    My lover knew what I wanted before I did. Momentarily pulling away, she grabbed my shorts and yanked them off. She then pulled me to the edge of the couch and slowly pried my legs apart. I watched her lips near my slit with anticipation.

    “Fuck!” I yelped as she licked my pussy. Her tongue traveled up the entire length of my crack before she focused on the clit. She licked it. She sucked it. She teased it until I was begging for more. Just when I thought I would go insane with longing, she slid her tongue into me.

    “Oh god!” I moaned as her tongue started darting in and out of me. I was so wet. So fucking wet.

    “Fuck me!” I begged. “FUCK ME!”

    She did. Her tongue massaged my inner slit, bringing more arousal to my body with each passing second. Just when I thought I could no longer take it, she escalated.

    “Fuck!” I moaned as one of her singer slipped into my asshole. The shock soon faded, replaced instead by arousal. She fingered my ass and licked my pussy until a powerful orgasm exploded within me.

    “FUUCCCKKKK!!!!” I shrieked at the top of my lungs as my pussy came to life. It convulsed madly as my lover coaxed the cum out of me. I craved the feel of the hot nectar on my thighs, but she greedily kept it to herself, swallowing every drop as it was released.

    My moans echoed throughout the apartment for what felt like an eternity before the final wave oozed out of me. When it did, I crumbled onto the couch in a panting heap of limbs.

    By the time I recovered, I had made up my mind. I would make my lover feel just as good as she had made me feel. I pulled her in for a passionate kiss, but that was as far as we got before I was snapped back to reality by the sound of someone knocking on the door.

    I glanced around, confused. It was not until I realized I was still fully dressed and standing in front of the door that I remembered what was happening. My fantasy was over and my neighbor, the one I had been caught spying on, now stood on the other side of the door. I was tempted to retreat back into a fantasy, but I knew I couldn’t ignore reality forever. Taking a deep breath, I opened the door.

    The person I found standing in the doorframe was not my beautiful neighbor. In fact, they were pretty much the complete opposite. A pimply-faced, oily-haired teenager holding a pizza box now stood before me.

    “That’ll be…” he began, but I cut him off.

    “I didn’t order anything,” I said. And neither did my roommates, because they were both out for the evening. This was the third time someone ordered takeout using our address. I didn’t know if it was simply a coincidence or if this was some sort of practical joke. Unless… Unless it was my beautiful neighbor’s way of getting back at me for spying on her. Then again, she had only just uncovered my fascination with her and the odds of her being responsible for this disturbance were slim. I guess I will never know, but at least I will always have an intense fantasy to keep my busy on those long nights I spend wondering who is sending all those delivery boys to my apartment.

    ***

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    Barbie Lez


  • The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 72: The Dog and the Bitch (Part 2)

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    A quick and kinky bestiality fantasy!

    Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.

    Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of 8 series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-71”.

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    Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

    It was Saturday. I took advantage of my vacation to sleep in, but it was still quite early when I finally awoke. I joined my aunt, uncle and cousin in the dining room and had to refuse my aunt’s offer for breakfast about a dozen times. I don’t like to eat right after getting up because it makes me feel sick, yet my aunt did not seem to understand spiking breakfast was possible, insisting it was the most important meal of the day. I tried to explain to her that I had never eaten breakfast and I pointing out how I was in better shape than most people, but she simply refused to listen. Still, I somehow made it through breakfast without ingesting a single morsel of food.

    My relatives kept me busy for most of the day. We had an early lunch because my aunt insisted I needed food in my system or else I would pass out. I was amused by her misguided views on nutrition, but finally decided to give in to her constant badgering. It was a little past eleven and having one early lunch would not mess up my usual nutrition routine. Once she was finally satisfied that I had enough energy to make it through the day, we headed off for a nature walk. I would have preferred to explore the wilderness alone, but she insisted this be a family outing. Luckily, I eventually managed to block out my aunt’s constant blabbering by focusing on her two large dogs. Prince and Princess were having fun chasing birds and squirrels. Of course, they never caught any, but it kept them busy and helped distract me.

    The rest of the day was spent in the same manner. We did everything together and my aunt’s lips never rested. But I learned to block out the sound of her voice and this time away from my normal life was actually quite relaxing. Of course, I would have preferred to spend a little time alone, but being with others meant my brain could not wander. And that meant I could not think about what story I would write next or what new twist to add to the sci-fi/fantasy book series I’m working on. In other words, it was a great vacation from my normal life.

    By the time the day ended, I was exhausted. Not physically, but definitely mentally. My aunt’s constant talking had finally giving me a headache and the board games she had insisted we play before bedtime had sapped what little politeness I had left. I was on the verge of telling her to “shut the fuck up” when she finally announced it was time for bed. With a relieved sigh, I literally ran out of the room.

    A few minutes later, I was in the bathroom, getting ready for bed. I had made sure to leave the door ajar, hoping to get another visit from Prince. A fantasy was just what I needed to relax and every little noise that reached my ears made me glance at the door. But I made it through my entire pre-sleep ritual without so much as a visit from the studly animal. I was about to give up on fantasizing when I heard the familiar sound of claws clicking on the hardwood floor. My heart leapt in my cheats as I whipped around to find a large, dark animal entering the bathroom.

    “Hey Prince…” I began as I crouched to pet the beautiful animal. “…cess,” I finished when I realized all four of the animal’s paws were the same color. That could only mean one thing. The large animal standing before me was not the studly canine I had fantasized about the previous day, but rather his sister.

    Princess looked just like her brother with the slight difference that she was a female. Had they been humans, Prince and Princess could have been twins, but being dogs meant they were mere siblings. Upon realizing the gender of the canine, I felt disappointment wash over me. But then I remembered something. I was a lesbian, which meant fantasizing about a bitch was not a problem. In fact, I had it done it before.

    “And I can do it again,” I decided. Moments later, I felt a powerful fantasy grow within me. A wide smile curled my lips as the real world faded, giving way to an identical fantasy one.

    Arousal now coursing through my veins, I hurried out of the bathroom. Princess was right behind me and followed me all the way to my room. I barely took the time to lock the door and shut the curtains before ripping my clothes off. As soon as I was naked, I hurried over to the bed, where I was soon joined by Princess.

    My plan was simple: Pleasure the beautiful bitch, then let her go down on me. Unfortunately, I soon realized something. I had no fucking idea how to pleasure a bitch. Should lick her pussy? Finger it? Or maybe I should focus on her ass. But do dogs enjoy anal?

    So many questions floated around in my head that I began to fear my arousal would drop and the fantasy would end. Fortunately, my vivid imagination soon came to the rescue, providing me with the best possible solution.

    I know this sounds odd, but I always travel with a strapon. There is no telling when I will need one and it’s better to have one and not need it that need one and not have it. I know that expression is usually used for condoms, but it works for strapons too.

    Rushing over to my suitcase, I rummaged through it until I located the hidden compartment. Unzipping it, I reached inside and pulled out the large strapon. Without a moment of hesitation, I attached it to my body and hurried back to the bed. Though Princess was a large dog, I had no idea if she could accommodate such a large toy.

    “I guess there’s only one way to find out,” I realized. With that in mind, I kneeled behind the beautiful animal. I fumbled around for a few seconds before locating her cunt. Once I had, I guided the toy to it before grabbing her waist.

    “Please work,” I prayed as I jerked forward. I’m happy to announce it worked. In fact, it worked far better than I had anticipated. My canine lover’s pussy had appeared quite small from the outside, but it was actually quite large. It sucked up my shaft like a fat guy scarfing down cake and in less than a second, every last inch of the toy was inside her.

    “Wow!” I gasped in shock. But my shock was soon replaced by arousal and the feel of it coursing through my veins convinced me to take full advantage of my lover’s stretchy poon.

    I began to rock back and forth, forcing the strapon in and out of her. She seemed to appreciate, because she began to bark joyfully. Encouraged by this, I pounded the living shit out of her until I felt her body start to spasm. A split second later, she climaxed.

    I have no idea if bitches can squirt in real life, but this fantasy version of Princess sure as hell could. She began to howl as wave after wave flowed out of her, covering us both in a thick layer of orgasmilk. I continued ramming my shaft into her until her body fell still and her cunt stopped squirting. With one final movement, I pulled out and watched her lie down.

    I would have given Princess a few minutes to recover, but she was ready for more after only a few seconds. Taking full advantage of this, I removed the toy and strapped it to her body. It was not designed for dogs, but I still managed to attach it to her. I watched it hang between her hind legs for a few seconds before getting on all fours.

    I thought I would have to coax Princess into it, but she mounted me as soon as I was in position. In fact, she seemed quite eager to get down to business. So eager that she jerked forward before even taking the time to align her shaft with my pussy. But the force of her thrust still forced the toy into me, only it traveled into my asshole instead of my pussy.

    “Fuck!” I gasped as the large toy slithered deeper and deeper into me. In less than a second, I was completely full and the pounding could begin. I had not planned on attempting anal, but there was no denying how great the shaft felt in my ass.

    “Fuck it!” I muttered as I decided to let the bitch proceed with the accidental sodomy. And proceed she did. In less than a few seconds, she was furiously ramming her rod in and out of my rectum. I had no idea how she knew how to handle the strapon, but she did and I took full advantage of it.

    “Faster!” I soon begged. The request barely had time to leave my lips that Princess had doubled the force of her thrusts. In mere seconds, she was pounding the living shit out of me and I loved every second of it.

    “I’m gonna cu..” I began, but the final word died in my throat when my pussy came to life.

    “FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!” I shrieked at the top of my lungs as wave after wave began to shoot out of me. I did not care that my relatives could hear me. All that mattered was the feel of that massive strapon darting in and out of my ass as I squirted all over the place.

    My moans filled the room for what felt like an eternity before the final wave finally oozed out of me. Unlike my last fantasy, this one ended as soon as my orgasm was over.

    One quick glance at my surroundings told me I was back in the bathroom and still fully dressed. I also discovered Princess missing. She must have left sometime during my fantasy. I was slightly disappointed by her absence, but knew it would keep me from fantasizing again.

    I was done getting ready for bed, so I retired to my room. I was so exhausted that I fell asleep almost instantly. But not before wondering what the next day would bring. Whatever happened, I knew there was at least one more fantasy on the menu. As they say, never two without three.

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    Barbie Lez


  • The Devil’s Pact Servants’ Chronicles Chapter 6: Sakura’s First Day

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    Sakura is finally old enough to serve the Living Gods, following in the footsteps of her mother Tomoyo.

    The Devil’s Pact
    by mypenname3000
    Copyright 2015

    The Devil’s Pact Side-Story: Sakura’s First Day

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    Notes: This takes place during Chapter 51. Thanks to b0b for beta reading this.

    Friday, June 28th, 2030 – Tomoyo Asuka-Ulster

    “Are you ready, Sakura?” I asked my daughter.

    She stood before a mirror admiring her appearance. My heart beat with pride; she was gorgeous. She shared features with Sam, her other mother. When I was almost nineteen, Sam had decided to test a pill that could allow a man—or a woman with a cock—to impregnate a woman whether she was in the fertile part of her cycle or even using birth control, like I had been. Nine month’s later, my little Sakura was born as a result of that afternoon of passion I shared with Sam.

    Sakura inherited Sam’s round, doll-like face framed by blue-black, short hair that swayed just above her shoulders. Her breasts were larger than mine, round, a little plump, with puffy nipples perfect for sucking. She shaved her pussy, leaving only a landing strip of black hair that lead to her tight, virginal slit.

    I knew she wasn’t a virgin; a year ago she happily had told me about Silas, our God’s eldest son, taking her cherry. Silas took after his divine father, and had taken every servant in the mansion. I fondly remembered the enthusiasm he brought as he fucked me the first time. Often Silas was accompanied by his half-sisters, Andrea and Delilah—they were called the Trio, and they had been running wild throughout the mansion since they were children.

    “She’s gorgeous,” my wife smiled.

    “Thank you, mommy-Abigail,” Sakura smiled. Abigail had adopted Sakura as her own daughter when we married and always had loved her like her own child.

    “You don’t have to do this,” I reminded her.

    She looked at me with fierce determination. “I’ve always wanted this, Mom. I was born to be Theirs.”

    I beamed at my daughter, so happy she felt that way. The last eighteen-and-a-half years I served the Living Gods had been amazing and I looked forward to sharing this wonderful blessing with my daughter.

    I held her hand as we walked through the mansion. I wore my maid’s outfit with pride while Sakura walked naked, her head held high, allowing everyone to see her beautiful body. Maids gave her a knowing smile, encouragingly patting or pinching her butt.

    Sam smiled when she saw our daughter, and gave Sakura a tight hug. “Good luck.”

    “Thank you, Mother,” Sakura formally replied. My daughter had always been intimidated by the Holy Vizier, and I could always see that sad look in Sam’s eyes that she wasn’t closer with her daughter.

    “We need to get going,” Candy, Sam’s wife, said, tugging on Sam’s hand and pulling her away.

    “Right, take care,” Sam said as she got pulled along by Candy.

    When we passed Alison, the slut gave Sakura a hug and a rather passionate kiss before slapping Sakura on the ass, saying, “Master’s going to love fucking you.”

    Sweet, innocent Violet eyed Sakura as she passed, then hugged the girl and whispered, “I’m going to ask for you to be my bath attendant tonight. Cindy and I are going to play with you all night long.”

    “Thank you,” Sakura blushed.

    Cindy used to be a maid until she married Violet and got bumped up to being a Slut, serving our God in a more important capacity.

    Silas walked around the corner, his arms wrapped around Delilah and Andrea, and leered at my daughter. “Going to become a maid, eh?”

    “Yes, sir,” Sakura answered.

    Silas inherited our God’s boyish smile, only on Silas it seemed more mischievous than dominating. He had Korina’s blue eyes and round face, with his father’s strong nose pierced by a silver ring. “I should have you come serve us tonight,” he grinned at my daughter.

    “Too late,” Violet answered with a big grin. “I already got dibs.”

    Delilah laughed, a diamond stud flashing on her nose. “Guess Mom beat you to it.” Delilah was conceived in the brief hours that our Goddess was tempted with a cock by the foul demoness Lilith, and had inherited the Goddess’s auburn hair. Delilah wore her hair in a pair of pigtails. The cute freckles that painted her innocent face she inherited from Violet.

    Silas looked crestfallen. “Tomorrow then,” he said.

    “I think that would be fun,” Andrea smiled, her blue eyes flashing with lust. She was our God’s daughter from April, her hair as brown and bushy, though that was the only thing she inherited from April. Her curvy figure and plump breasts made Andrea look a lot like her Aunt Samantha, the mortal sister of our God.

    “I would be honored to serve the demigods,” Sakura bowed. All of our Gods’ children with the Sluts were the demigods, half-divine beings. Only Chase, conceived in our Goddess womb by our God’s seed, was a true Goddess. In addition to the demigods, there were hundreds of other sons and daughters out there who had been born of Godly seed, but none were acknowledged by Him, not even the children He fathered on maids or other servants.

    “We’ll be late,” I told Silas.

    “Oh, of course,” Silas grinned, a mocking tone in his voice. “I wouldn’t want Father to be kept waiting for his latest conquest. A virgin a day isn’t enough for him.”

    Finally, we reached the divine rooms. Two bodyguards stood at attention, 149 and 150. “Good morning,” I greeted them.

    “Hey, Tomoyo,” 149 smiled, her hand sliding up to squeeze my fanny. “Would you and Abby like to get together with us for dinner?”

    “I think that’d be fine,” I smiled.

    Sakura giggled, “Don’t let my moms wear you out.”

    A smile creased 150’s serious face. “They’re the ones that should be worried.”

    149 opened the door. “They eagerly await your daughter. You know how much He likes watching a mother with her child.”

    “I’ve been looking forward to it ever since she was born,” I answered, squeezing my daughter’s hand.

    “We can’t wait for our little Rhonda to be old enough,” 150 sighed. “Just a few more years and she’ll join the guard.”

    Our Gods were waiting in their sitting room, watching a movie as They cuddled naked on the couch. It was always breathtaking to see Them. It was clear that the two Gods were still besotted with each other after nearly nineteen years, something Abigail and I had to struggle with after ten years of marriage. We came close to divorcing before Dr. Willow’s counseling helped us through our problems.

    “My Lord, my Lady,” I said as I curtsied, lifting up my short skirt to flash my shaved pussy. “I present my daughter Sakura for your approval.”

    My God’s eyes lit on Sakura, a boyish grin creasing His face and lust shining in His blue eyes. “Hmm, she’s gorgeous.”

    “You did very well, Tomoyo,” She purred, shifting forward. Her perfect breasts, spotted with freckles, jiggled.

    “Let’s see how she performs,” He said. “I want to see you eat your mother’s pussy.”

    Color spotted Sakura’s cheeks as she licked her lips. We hadn’t been intimate yet, but only because I wanted our first time making love to be before our Gods’ eyes. She turned to me, so innocent, trembling slightly like it was her first time. Her pink tongue moistened her red lips and lust shown in her dark eyes as she leaned to me.

    Sparks seemed to jump between us as we kissed; my daughter’s lips were soft, eager, exciting. I tasted her sweetness as my tongue slipped between her lips. Our bodies drew closer together, arms wrapping around each other and pulling us together until our breasts were rubbing, our thighs touching, our groins grinding.

    My hands found her ass, squeezing her plump cheeks as I pulled her against me. I moaned as I ground my hungry cunt on her leg while her dripping pussy rubbed on my thigh. Our kiss grew fierce, devouring each other. Her tongue plunged into my mouth and fenced with my tongue, and her hands found my supple back, tracing my spine from my neck to the tops of my ass, sending shivers throughout my body.

    Sakura broke the kiss, breathing heavily. “I just have to taste you, Mom. I’ve been dreaming of it.”

    “Oh, yes,” I purred. I sat on a chair and spread my legs for her.

    Sakura knelt gracefully, pushing up my ruffled skirt to have a view of the tight slit of my cunt, shaved bare and glistening with juices. I moaned as she ran a finger around my vulva; the little minx was teasing me.

    “Oh, yes!” I groaned as my daughter’s tongue slowly lapped through my slit, brushing my aching clit. “My beautiful Sakura! Oh, yes!”

    “She’s eager,” my Goddess purred.

    He had stretched out on the couch, leaning against the arm rest and watching my daughter devour my cunt while my Goddess was mounting His hard cock reverse cowgirl. He smiled, His eyes watching Her plump rear as She worked Her pussy up and down His cock. My God groaned as He slid His gaze over to watch my daughter at her feast.

    “I love it when you ride me, Mare!”

    The Goddess’ auburn hair tossed as She looked back at Him. “Horny stallion!”

    The God smacked Her ass. “Naughty filly!”

    Her laugh was loud, rich, happy.

    I started pinching my nipples, putting on a show for my Gods. I was so aroused, so ready to explode; everything was combining inside me: my daughter’s tongue sliding through my snatch, my God’s blue eyes watching, my Goddess’s breasts heaving as she rode him. My eyes fell on Her freckled breasts, my mouth watering, wanting to suck Her dusky nipples as She bounced up and down my God’s cock.

    I gasped as my daughter inserted her finger inside me. “Ohh, you delightful child!” I purred. “Stir my cauldron up! Mmm, make me cum!”

    “Working on it, Mom,” Sakura answered, then her lips sucked my hard little bud between her lips as she fucked a second finger inside my cauldron, stirring my desires.

    “Oh, yes! Oh, fucking yes!” I moaned.

    “Make your mother cum, slut!” my Goddess hissed. “I want to lick her cream off your face! You dirty little girl!”

    “Oh, Mare!” my God moaned. “Your pussy! Oh fuck! I’m going to explode in you!”

    “Do it! Flood my cunt, Mark!”

    My God grunted, pulling Her hips down so He was buried all the way into Her cunt. My Goddess’s face twisted, rapture flooding Her features as They came together. Those perky breasts heaved magnificently and my cunt heaved with them, flooding the lips of my daughter with my juices as the ecstatic passion filled me. I howled and screamed, my voice as an offering of love and worship to my Gods.

    My pleasure reached it’s peak before bleeding away, leaving my body tingling in delight.

    “Wow, Mom.” Sakura’s face looked up at me from between my thighs, sticky with my passion.

    “Thank you,” I told her, bending down to tenderly kiss her forehead. I saw my Goddess out of the corner of my eyes sitting on the couch, her legs spread, her divine pussy messy with holy cum. “Go to her and clean her up.”

    Sakura’s eyes flickered over to my Goddess, and Sakura nodded as she stood.

    Sakura trembled as she approached our Goddess. Sakura gasped as our Goddess seized my daughter’s hand, pulling her down and cupping her round face. “Shh, don’t be afraid, Sakura.” Then She kissed my daughter on the lips, tasting my passion. When She broke the kiss, our Goddess asked, “Have you ever been fucked in the ass?”

    “No, my Lady,” Sakura answered, her voice so sweet.

    “I thought for sure Silas would have plucked all her cherries,” my God said. He sounded faintly disappointed in His son.

    “He lacks your diligence,” giggled my Goddess. “He’s too easily distracted by Delilah and Andrea.”

    Our God shook his head as He stared at my daughter. “Well, his mistake is my gain.”

    “Oh, yes!” Our goddess purred, before she ordered, “Make me cum, slut!”

    Wordlessly, Sakura dropped to her knees and buried her face in our Goddess’ snatch, eagerly licking the combined cum and pussy juices up, drinking the divine mix. She writhed on my daughter’s tongue, softly sighing as She enjoyed every last second of my daughter’s skilled tongue.

    Our God stood before me, His cock half-hard, glistening with Her sacred pussy juices. “Get your daughter’s ass ready for me,” He commanded me.

    “Yes, my Lord,” I purred, shuddering in excitement.

    I fell to my knees behind my daughter as she noisily ate our Goddess, and ran my hands across the smooth orbs of her butt. I lowered my lips, spread Sakura’s cheeks open, and my tongue found her tight rosebud, tasting the sour flavor with relish. I swirled my tongue around her sphincter, then wormed it past the tight ring and enjoyed her warm, dirty flesh.

    I felt my God’s strong hands on my hips, then His cock nudging the lips of my cunt. When He drove into me—burying every wonderful inch of His hard shaft into me—I moaned into my daughter’s bowels. His strokes were hard, strong, stirring my poor cauldron vigorously. I could tell He wanted to quickly finish in me; my cunt a mere appetizer to the feast of my daughter’s ass.

    So I did everything I could to speed up His orgasm, rolling my hips and rhythmically clamping my cunt down on His cock. I kept rimming my daughter’s ass, grunting and moaning my pleasure into her bowels as I treasured her taboo delights. My God’s cock felt amazing inside me; I was close to cumming. His cock stirred my cauldron, and I boiled over on His shaft, milking it as I spasmed.

    I always came so hard on His cock. The pleasure assaulted my mind. I was so happy to share this moment with my daughter.

    “Fucking slut!” He grunted. “Milk my cock, whore!”

    My God slammed into the depths of my cunt. I shuddered, as He flooded me. His hot seed prolonged my orgasm. New heights of pleasure burned into my mind. I collapsed to the floor in a ball of pleasure.

    As I panted on the floor, I watched as my God’s cock, wet from my cunt, rubbed against Sakura’s asshole. My Goddess moaned her passion, cumming on my daughter’s lips, as my God rammed His cock into Sakura’s bowels.

    “Fuck!” He groaned. “I love virgin ass! It’s getting so hard to find!”

    Mary gave a throaty laugh. “Every day you fuck a new virgin, Mark!”

    His balls slapped at my daughters slit. “One a day may not be enough.”

    “Horny stallion.” Her tone was fond; I bet they were gazing into each other’s eyes, lost in Their love as they used my daughter for Their pleasure.

    “My naughty filly! I love you so much!”

    I struggled to my feet, my God’s cum leaking out of my pussy. I reached down, scooped up an errant glob as it slid down my thigh, and sucked it into my lips. I savored His cum as He pounded His cock into my daughter’s ass while my Goddess had her black hair clutched in tight fingers, forcing Sakura’s face into Her snatch.

    “My heart and soul,” She purred, and the two leaned across my daughter and kissed with passion.

    My daughter bucked between them, cumming like a good whore on His cock. Her tongue never once stopped pleasuring her Goddess. I smiled; Sakura knew her job was to always please them. Like me, her body belong to them.

    “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He moaned. “Your fucking ass is a vice! Goddamn, but I love your ass, slut!”

    “Oh, yes! Oh, yes! She’s making me cum again! Oh, Mark! This little whore has an amazing tongue!”

    My God buried His cock into my daughter’s ass, His face squeezing tight and His cum must be pumping deep into Sakura’s depths. He drew back, slammed into her once more, then moaned and relaxed as His climax finished. His cock was dirty when He pulled out. I knew what to do, kneeling down and licking his cock clean of my daughter’s sour ass.

    “She’s a keeper,” my God breathed.

    “Yes, she is!” my Goddess sighed. “Tomoyo, your daughter knows how to eat pussy.”

    Tears beaded my eyes. I was so proud of my daughter.

    The bedroom door opened and my God’s mortal mother walked out. Sandy was naked, her mature body as beautiful as a sunset. Her cunt, a mess of dark brown hair sticky with cum. I stopped licking my God’s cock as I watched Sakura kneel before Sandy.

    “If you want to be ours forever,” my God said, “then drink from my mother’s cunt and bind your soul to us.”

    Sakura’s tongue was pink as it scooped up a mix of cum and pussy juices.

    “Zimmah!”

    My daughter shuddered, her eyes going wide as the binding fell upon her. She looked up at our God, and gushed, “I’m yours forever!”

    Our Goddess walked over to Sakura, holding a silver choker. “Forever,” She told Sakura, stroking her cheek before placing the choker tight about Sakura’s throat.

    It read: “Sakura. Slave of Mark and Mary Glassner forever.” It matched the one cinching my throat.

    I embraced my daughter, tears running hot down my cheeks. “Forever,” I whispered.


  • Barrat Park – The Finale

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    The orgy comes to an end…

    After a while of just relaxing naked in the hot tub with everyone else (Amy and Nicole had now joined us all), I felt brilliant. Here I was in my own home with a bunch of my friends simply relaxing naked in my hot tub. I couldn’t have felt better. I felt that there should be some kind of law hat said that everyone should do this kind of thing at least once a month. I didn’t care we’d broken the law. I didn’t care that we’d all had sex in the middle of a family neighbourhood. I didn’t even care that not one of us had used a condom and that none of the girls were on the pill. I just felt, happy.

    Soon I realised that we were still in an orgy and my cock began to rise again. So I went into the lounge and called everyone into it. I put a song on through the surround system (REALLY loud) and explained my idea. We would all form a circle in the middle of lounge. The guys would all be on their backs and the girls on their stomachs. The guys would firstly lie down in a wide circle, leaving a large gap between each of them them. In these gaps the girls would lie on their stomachs, their heads at the boys’ crotches, the rest of their bodies lain straight with their asses slightly raised. They would also be positioned so that their pussies would land on the boys faces. The objective was that the girls would suck the guys’ cocks for 1 minute. After a minute, they would get up and move to the boy in front of them. Meanwhile the guys would lick out the pussies of the girls in front of them. The aim of the game was that the guys had to stop themselves from cumming. If they came, they would be out and would be removed from the circle. The girls were allowed as many orgasms as they liked. The guy at the end of the game would get to fuck the living brains out of each of the girls. After I explained it, we began.

    As instructed the boys all laid in a circle. I had Justin in front of me and Jamie behind me. Then the girls got on top. I didn’t know whose pussy I had because I didn’t see her face. What I did know was that it was very sweet and juicy. As the dripping cunt landed on my face, I immediately stuck my tongue into it and licked it dry. Meanwhile, at my penis, I felt something warm consume my cock. I looked down to see the beautiful face of Gemma sucking on my solid cock. She was even better than she had been in the park, as she had since got some experience. As her tongue licked around my cock I moaned softly underneath the tight pussy on my face. I then heard Gemma squeal as Jamie licked out her pussy for at least the second time tonight below me. As I continued to lick my pussy, I heard the girl whom it belonged to start to moan louder. She then started quivering and her pussy flooded my mouth with juices. The blowjob Gemma was giving me was just amazing. I was in heaven. Just then I heard a loud groan below me. Jamie was cumming already. Being at least a year younger he had less tolerance for such sexual activity. As her cummed I felt Gemma suddenly push my cock into her throat. I looked at her and her eyes were rolling. It was clear she was also cumming. Jamie licked up Gemma’s juices before removing himself from the circle and declaring himself out. Just then I heard the timer beep and that was the end of the round.

    I was amazed that I managed to hold on so long. Gemma gave such good head. In the next few stages I licked Gemma out while getting a blowjob from Holly; I then licked Holly out while getting head from Nicole. On the last round I began to worry. Jack had been removed from in the last round and I had to bite on the clit in my mouth to stop myself from jizzing all over Nicole’s beautiful face.

    In the last round I found myself in a position where I was licking out Nicole while fucking Amy’s face. This must’ve meant that in the first round I was licking out Amy. It was between me and Justin. Gemma had nothing to do as there were no more boys to fuck, so she resorted to licking and fingering Amy’s, Nicole’s and Holly’s assholes. She even stuck it in me and Justin a couple of times. As it was the last round the timer was set to 2 minutes instead. Fuck this was going to be hard.

    In the last 30 seconds or so I was feeling the vibrations coming deep within my balls. Fuck, I thought, it’s all over. Just then behind me I heard Justin moaning in both pleasure and dismay. I then heard the squelching of his cum being spurted onto Nicole’s gorgeous face. At the same time I felt Nicole cumming onto my face. Seconds later I felt my balls tighten and I creamed up Amy’s pretty face. It even went in her fiery ginger hair. She just looked up at me and licked her lips. I had won. I felt pretty good.

    I was very excited. The girls then went upstairs for some reason and then I was told to stand flat against the wall. I did as told and around 5 minutes later they came downstairs. What I saw nearly knocked me out. I had to stop myself from jizzing right then and there.

    They had all gone into my 12 year old sister’s room and had stolen her clothes. They each had on a very tight white shirt that had the 3 top buttons undone and the bottom half of it was tied into a knot that went up the bottom of their large breasts. Due to this around an inch of the bottom parts of their tits could be seen. It was clear to see they hadn’t bothered with bras from the small pinpricks poking through their shirts. Underneath that they were each wearing a skirt miles too small for them. It was only 3 inches or so long on them, and when they turned round the bottom of their beautiful asses could be seen. It was clear they had no panties on because they each pulled up their legs to their heads and clearly displayed their pussies. I saw in the corner of my eye that Justin, Jack and Jamie were each wanking each other off violently. The girls must have also found my mum’s room because on each of their feet were a pair of open toed 4 inch pumped heels. They were each different colours, as my mum worked as a travelling saleswoman, and she had recently ordered a whole batch of the things.

    They then each stood in a line in front of me and started swaying their hips sexually. They ran their fingers through their silky hair and caressed their large boobs through the thin material of the shirts. They ran their hands down the length of their legs, bending over to reach their heels, giving me a fantastic view of their open cleavage. They then stood back up and started unbuttoning their shirts from the top. They covered their boobs with the open shirts and each turned round. I then saw them untie their shirts and they let them fall behind them. They then ran down their legs again, this time giving me a fantastic view of their amazing ass cheeks instead. They then turned round with their hands on their tits. After caressing them for a while they finally let go to reveal them at last. They then pulled their tiny skirts up so they were around their well toned stomachs, giving everyone a good view of their shaved clits. They then undid the skirts at the side and they too fell to the floor.

    Once they were naked, only wearing the sexy heels, they ran straight for me and pounced. I was pushed onto the ground on my back. Nicole went straight for my cock and shoved it into her mouth, immediately deep throating me, while Amy sat on my face and I licked her pussy. Holly then took of my right hand and shoved two of my fingers in her cunt, arching her back as she squealed in pleasure. Meanwhile Gemma rubbed my chest and I used my other hand to fondle her tits and squeeze her ass. After 5 minutes Holly soaked my hand with sweet cunt nectar, and Amy also violently orgasmed in my mouth. Meanwhile I was squirting a load of cum into Nicole’s waiting mouth as Gemma began to cum all over my chest from my fondling. She then licked my face as Amy licked Holly’s cream off my hand and Nicole licked my chest clean from Gemma. Meanwhile Holly gave my cock a good lick and then inserted it into her soaking pussy. Gemma, Amy, Nicole and I then shared a four-way kiss, swapping juices and exploring each other’s mouths. Then they all swapped roles, Nicole fucking my hand, Gemma on my face and Amy on my chest. I then jazzed in Holly’s beautiful pussy and everyone else joined in with me. We continued swapping roles like this until I had fingered every girl (Gemma in her ass), licked each girl (I licked Holly’s ass instead of her pussy). I had also fucked each girl in the pussy and in the ass and each girl had absurdly cummed over my chest. Justin, Jack and Jamie had also came all over each other. I had my suspicions that they were slightly queer.

    Afterwards everyone was truly sexed out. We all slept in my mum and dad’s bed in a massive heap. When we woke up, we each had a blowjob from one of the girls (mine from Amy), and then we had breakfast. All the guys secretly cummed in the milk that the girls put on their cereal. Holly said “Dan, I think your milk may be slightly going off.” We all died laughing. Afterwards we shared a long kiss with each other and then we got dressed (for once), the girls wore the slutty schoolgirl uniforms again, still with no underwear. Everyone then left and I cleaned the house. Once it was exactly how it was before we had all had sex, I went out and got some more alcohol from my mate Scott, who sells it illegally, to replace what we had drunk. I also bought my sister some new skirts and shirts, which got me a few funny looks in the shop. When they all came home, they didn’t suspect a thing. Everything was back to normal. Except every Saturday I had a “sleepover” at my mate Calum’s house. At least that’s what my family thought. Of course I was having wild passionate sex with everyone, as it became a weekly thing. After the first orgy all the girls inevitably got pregnant. It kinda turned me on, knowing that they were partly carrying my baby. They each got abortions and then took the pill after that. I later found out that before the first orgy, Nicole, Amy, Gemma and Holly had all been getting to get once in a while and had had lesbian sex, with dildos and everything! That must have been the reason they seemed so experienced. Overall, I thought that night went well.

    The End


  • Valkyries day off

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    Valkyrie had a day off and harmless fun turned into a lot more

    Valkyrie woke up at 9:09. Her and skulduggery had spent the last night beating up a horde of zombies released by a group of anarchists and she had only gotten home at 2 in the morning. But today was her day off. Her first day off in far to long. She got up and walked downstairs, opening the cupboard and getting out some cornflakes. She poured them into a bowl, added some milk and turned on the tv. She flicked through the channels but none of them were any good so she turned the tv off. She went to the bookshelf but all the books were bad or photo albums and shed never really been the type to look at photos. It was 11 o clock now and valkyrie had nothing to do. She looked in a magazine and flicked to a page with a half naked women glistening with water covering the page. Her pussy tingled and she slid her finger down her pants past her underwear and slid a finger in. Her legs clenched and her pants went moist. Sitting down on the living room couch She turned on her phone, making an incognito tab on chrome and turned on some porn. The first video she watched was a lesbian porno and she pulled off her jeans and T-shirt revealing g string and see through lace bra. She cupped her boob with her left hand and fingered herself with the other. When it was over valkyrie still hadn’t orgasmed. She was about to search for another porno when she remembered some of the stuff the two girls in the video had done, and valkyrie wanted to try it.

    She went upstairs and touched the mirror, and the reflection walked out, she immediately dropped to her knees and suckled Valkyries pussy. Valkyrie grabbed her head, using all of her self restraint and pulled her away. They walked downstairs, d cups bouncing and valkyrie lay on the table. The reflection licked her soft, red, tender pussy and valkyrie moaned, she moved a hand away from her breast and slid it into her tight ass. It was her little secret that she loved anal sex, she had often orgasmed using anal play alone. Valkyrie speed her legs, giving the reflection more room to operate and it wriggled its head side to side. The reflection added a finger, then another, then another, now triple fingering her whilst licking her as well. Valkyrie orgasmed and the reflection ate all of her squirt.

    The reflection removed its hand from its pussy and pushed itself on top of valkyrie, moving into the 69 position. She began to lick the reflection, grabbing its round, smooth ass ontop of her face, when the door opened, and Melissa Edgily walked in the door to see her daughter having sex with a perfect copy of herself.

    “What the hell?!” She exclaimed and the reflection hopped off valkyrie, “what are you doing?! Who are you?” She asked then her tone softened “wait right there” she said and ran off upstairs. The reflection and valkyrie remained still, their smooth pale skin glistening with sweat, round perky tits exposed. When Melissa returned she was completely naked and holding a massive dildo and vibrator. The dildo looked like a giant rainbow gummy worm and the blue vibrator was one were you put the large end in your ass and the small end in your pussy. “I know this is awkward for you” Melissa said “so I’m going to make it even by having sex with you too, and whatever that is” she said. She took two steps forward and kissed valkyrie, the taste of semen strong in her mothers mouth. Melissa put her hand on Valkyries pussy and valkyrie did the same, fingering her and sliding her hand on her mothers round, firm ass cheeks. The reflection picked up the anal vibrator and handed it to Melissa who lay valkyrie on the table and inserted the toy. She turned it on and valkyrie cried out in pleasure. The vibrator rubbing her insides and making her legs clench. Her mother grabbed a strap on and put it on the reflection. She walked to the otherwise of the table, arching her back and kissing valkyrie as she moaned in pleasure. The reflection moved over and inserted the dildo in Melissa’s pussy. She penetrated deep and she moaned, she started slow, building up faster and harder until she was moaning just like valkyrie was. She orgasmed, and the reflection used her hands to grab her mothers squirt and put it on her ass. Melissa looked back and grinned, and the reflection slid the dildo in her ass. Valkyrie was crying out now. She had grabbed the vibrator and was slamming it in her ass as hard and fast as she could she grabbed the massive dildo and began sucking it off and deepthroating it. She was now slamming it as hard as she could, screaming in delight as her mother watched while being anal fucked by her reflection. Valkyrie came, and it was 5x more than she had ever come. It sprayed the floor, and coated her. She was now a slimy mess of orgasm and lust. Melissa orgasmed and the reflection took off the strap on. She lay on the table and gave the toys to valkyrie and Melissa. They looked at each other and set to work. Valkyrie began by licking the reflection, loosening up her pussy before slowly, sliding her fist in. The reflection gasped, and was then silenced by he strap on being slid down her throat. Melissa rammed the reflections head on the rubber shaft and valkyrie was ramming her fist in her pussy. A team effort, mother and daughter and I wasn’t long before the reflection orgasmed and they ate it together.

    As Melissa slept on the couch, still naked hand unconsciously on her vagina, valkyrie returned the reflection to he mirror. Her mother couldn’t remember this. It pained her to loose a possible fuck buddy as experienced as her mother but she had seen the reflection and magic had been exposed to her. She called china, asked her if she knew someone who could do it for her and she said she could do it herself and would be over in 10 minutes. Valkyrie sat in a chair, dressed in bathrobe as her mother lay naked, spread eagled on the couch. China arrived and the sight of her after what they had just done caused a small trickle to run down her leg. “We’ll my dear, what memories would you like me to take from her. I could do a blanket wipe, she would wake up and her brain would imagine an incredible orgasm and shed think nothing of it. Or, I could do a photoshop, take the reflection out so she just had sex with you, saw you masturbating etc.” valkyrie knew what she wanted. She wanted her mother too remember, so they could have little sex sessions. But she was a little embarrassed for wanting that. “I want the photoshop one” valkyrie said “just remove any magical parts but leave the rest in tact”. China grinned, “ok, let’s begin” she sat at the leather couch and put her hands on Valkyries mothers temples. Her mother went rigid and a red energy flowed in her hands “there” china said “it is done. By the way, I have all the memories and you are quite the horny girl. And for my work, you wouldn’t mind some… Payment?” She asked. China flicked the side of her green dress to the side and any composure she had left her. She flicked the bathrobe off, revealing D cups and throbbing, wet pussy. She slammed her mouth onto chinas and kissed her passionately with a lot of tongue. She let go and pulled chinas skirt off and dragged her panties down. She pushed her face into her soft vagina and poked her tongue out. He swirled it around and chinas legs clenched she moved over to the table and sat, and valkyrie added 2 fingers, wiggling them up and down inside her. China bit her lip, refusing to break composure so much as to moan, but as valkyrie began nibbling at her flaps she was no match. She moaned and squeezed her C cups. Valkyrie began poking her. Faster and faster, sucking on her vagina then china cried out, squirting right into Valkyries mouth.

    Valkyries eyes widened as the squirt was sprayed into her mouth. This didn’t stop her from eating it all though. She gazed up at china, and china reckoned she could make her do just about anything. “Ok, my little sex slut” china said, and grabbed the 16″ dildo tenderly “I want you to shove this deep down your throat” she said. Valkyrie held it softly, and gazed at it like it was net from god, pale cheeks and wide brown eyes irresistible. She wrapped her lips around it and closed her eyes. It was covered in someone’s cum and valkyrie was working it hard, she twisted her hands around it and pushed it deep in her mouth. Then she bent her head back and swallowed it. Like the eager sex slave she jacked it off while doing it. She coughed and pulled it out and was on her hands and knees, back arched, round ass in the air, panting. China looked down at her, ready for another round. She picked up the anal vibrator and valkyrie looked like a puppy getting a bone when she saw it. “You like this do you?” China asked and valkyrie nodded. China held the base and stroked its shaft, she slid it into her mouth and a small squirt from valkyrie, now lying on the table hit her in the face. She squeezed her eyes shut and pulled the vibrator out. She turned it on and put it to full. “This will not do” she said and grabbed a kitchen knife. She carved a symbol into its base and pressed it and the vibrator tore at her hand, blurring and china pressed it to Valkyries red ass. She pushed it in and valkyrie cried out in ecstasy. China pushed it in fully and the nob at the base of the anal play to pressed against Valkyries pussy. She was screaming now, uncontrollably fingering herself and squeezing her firm round pale breast. China crawled onto the table and kneeled on Valkyries pretty face. The vibrations were running up her whole body and as she licked, Valkyries tongue vibrated inside her.

    Chinas pale body was arched as she sat on Valkyries face. This girl was quite proficient at fucking her and she was grabbing her tits and squeezing. Meanwhile valkyrie was furiously stabbing china with her tongue, concentrating on the incredible feeling in her ass and pussy. That massive blue vibrator was bringing ecstasy to her entire body. Her nipples were rock solid and she was so enthralled by the beauty of the lady she had the honor of eating. Her pale skin was sweaty and her she was fucking happy, and china was crying out, the neighbors could see and hear her through the window and that pervert from the house opposite was taking a video but she didn’t care. And then they both came, valkyrie, for the second time squirted all over the floor and coated herself, and china, into Valkyries mouth, as she swirled it around her mouth. She swallowed and china fell, pussy still on Valkyries face, but on her hands. She crawled off the table, and valkyrie just fell asleep. China carried the girl to her mother and lay them together: she took a picture and got dressed. She walked out the door and left to her apartment. She had left her underwear with valkyrie, as a gift. And she hoped they could do it again.

    Someday


  • Unnamed – Act 4, Scene 6

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    This is the last of the first batch; everything else I’m going to have to write from scratch.

    She jumps a little as the engine roars back to life, the car carefully maneuvering around her as she starts to weep, her worst fears coming true. She stands unconsolably, struggling to maintain her Mistress’ posture in the vain hope of currying favor as they drive slowly off, feeling the prying eyes of the world on her filthy naked body, harsh sunlight glistening off her sweat-soaked breasts, the smooth curve of her hips, and her red, aching pussy. She whimpers as they leave her alone, silently begging for one more chance to please them, to redeem herself at any cost…

    “A little slower,” the Mistress murmers to her partner. “Just a liiiiiittle slower….damn, she isn’t getting it. Alright, pop the trunk.”

    She looks up in disbelief as she sees the trunk open not 30 feet from her, a set of clothes laid carefully out atop one of her Mistress’ infamous bags of tricks. She hesitates just a moment before sprinting after the slow-moving car, leaping at the chance as though granted by divine grace, a broad smile brightening her beautiful face. “They haven’t given up on me after all!” she thinks, heart singing with hope as she closes the distance, bare feet aching as they slap the pavement, face burning with humiliation as she draws yet more attention to herself, reaching with her entire being desperately for the lip of the trunk, salvation almost within her grasp, almost…
    “Alright, goose it a Little.” The car leaps forward another 10 feet from the desperate slave, then continues crawling towards the front of the parking lot, her nude body a spectacle to all gathered at the crowded mall as her muscles glide smoothly below her skin, bunching and unwinding, tears of frustration, humiliation and relief alike pouring from her eyes as she finally tags the trunk. The car rolls to a stop as she seizes up her clothes, and she cowers behind it as she hastily covers herself.
    The passenger window rolls down, her Mistress leaning out. “Did I say you could dress?”
    She instantly and obediently straightens, dropping the clothes and presenting herself. “No Mistress.”
    The crop reaches out, lifting her chin firmly. “No. I did not. Tsk, what Am I to do with you?” She steps out of the car, stepping towards their slave until their breasts collide softly and deliciously, her breath hot on their Slave’s face. “What am I to do with you?”
    Their Slave whimpers miserably, knees wobbling with fear at once again being left out in the parking lot wearing nothing but a collar that gives her consent to whoever claims her.
    The Mistress gazes coldly at their frightened slave, then a mischevious smile slowly spreads across her own soft, luscious lips. “Pick it up.”
    Their Slave hurriedly crouches down, scooping up the button-up shirt, the pleated skirt, knee-high socks and wedge-heeled shoes, desperately straightening and dusting them off before offering them up to her Mistress, eyes downcast reverentially.
    “Good. Place them on the roof, and stand in front of the car.”
    She obediently does what she is told, scurrying in front of the parked car, engine ticking quietly as it cools.
    Her Mistress walks quietly behind her, the rythmic slapping of the crop in her hand menacing her wickedly as she paces back and forth. The slapping stops for a moment, then a hand lifts her hair all the way up to her neck, gathering it up in a fist, lifting her onto her toes. She whimpers in surrender, and then she is pulled to the left and her foot kicked out to one side., then the right and it repeats, until her legs are splayed painfully before the roasting radiator, the heat between her legs nearly unbearable. “Hands behind your neck” her Mistress growls, barely giving her time to comply before bending her double over the hood, crushing her breasts to the hot metal, the insulated surface really only barely warmer than the asphault but Feeling hot enough to burn the flesh from her bones.
    She stifles a shocked scream, thrashing madly beneath her Mistress’ single restraining hand before she realizes she’s in no real danger, slowly calming down, her breath still coming in frantic gasps as the whipping begins. She looks up lovingly into the intense eyes of her Master, watching her impassively from the driver’s seat; he nods to acknowledge her but does not intercede as she is brutally humiliated in front of everyone.
    Her Mistress draws back for another stinging rebuke when she feels a hand on her shoulder. She whirls to find a couple lumbering jocks standing uncertainly to either side of her, each clearly expecting the other to say something first. “Well?” she demands, preempting them. When one of them looks like he’s about to have a thought she interrupts him again, “What? Do you have a problem with this? You think girls should only be beaten by their drunken boyfriends in private, never by their Mistresses in public?” She gives him a moment to try and find a response and cuts him off again with “Or do you want a turn too? Sorry, I don’t do requests, you’ll have to try the yellow pages. Now beat it.”
    “No, I-“
    She whirls, crop raised, making him cringe. He steps back, nearly falling over a sleepy-eyed old man in a faded guard’s uniform. Thinking quickly she preempts him as well. “Public performance art. It’s protected by the first ammendment.”
    “That’s as maybe,” he drawls, “But I don’t think the young lady’s enjoying herself there.”
    “Of course she is. Aren’t you Slave?”
    “Yes Mistress!” she cries out quickly and joyfully.
    “You enjoy being beaten and humiliated in front of everyone, don’t you?”
    “Yes Mistress!”
    “Would you like this kind security guard to take you away from me?”
    “No Mistress! Please Mistress, more!”
    The old guard slowly takes his hat off, scratches his head, and shrugs resignedly. “Well, never mind me then. All the same though, I will have to ask your friend there to put some clothes on.”
    “If you insist,” the Mistress growls, pulling her nearly delerious Slave up by the hair. “Thank the nice guard, Slave.” When she feels her moving to her knees she stops her, pulling her up by the hair. “With. Your. Words.” she growls in irritation.
    “Oh. OH! Thank you, nice guard.” As her hair is released she curtsies gracefully despite her stiff and aching muscles. She turns to her Mistress, who smoothly pulls the shirt over her shoulders, buttoning it up deftly as she writhes with lingering arrousal, her exposed pussy tingling with excitement as her Mistress pulls the silky cloth swiftly across her nipples, the sensation maddeningly brief. She fights to stand at attention, keeping her posture perfect as her Mistress wraps the skirt around her hips, grinding her thigh against the girl’s clenching pussy playfully, the coarse cloth unbearably rough on her trembling clit, the skirt sticking for only a moment before gravity takes hold, leaving no evidence that she’s going entirely without undergarments.
    Her Mistress straightens, coming in close for a kiss but stopping just short, licking her slaves eager lips playfully. “You can put your socks and shoes on yourself,” she purrs, going back to the trunk for her bag of tricks. She stands behind and watches the girl bend low at the waist as she ties her shoes, the swollen red lips of her abused pussy showing under her skirt, absolutely immodest and absolutely obedient. “Good,” she says as she locks the leash to her choker, “You Are learning after all.”


  • The Barbie Lez Fantasies – Week 96: The Sexy Hitchhiker

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    A quick and kinky bestiality fantasy!

    Author’s Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all.

    Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-95”.

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    Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now…

    I was visiting my mother for a few days. At least that was the plan, but she left mere hours after I arrived. She had recently joined a choir and could not afford to skip a practice because they only had a few weeks left to get everything ready for their Christmas concert. The practice took place at the nearby village and usually lasted a little over two hours. Since her neighbor was also part of the choir, they took turns giving each other a ride. This week, my mother’s neighbor was driving.

    The plan was to spend the afternoon relaxing. A fifteen minute drive separated my mother’s house from the nearest village and vegetation reigned supreme in the area. I was looking forward to spending some time outside, but the cold of approaching winter left a permanent chill in the air. Since I had not planned on such cold weather, I had not brought many warm clothes and was forced to spend the remainder of the afternoon inside.

    My mother didn’t have cable—or Netflix—so I was forced to scour Facebook and YouTube in the hopes of finding something to keep busy. Unfortunately, I’m not a big fan of social media and watching fail compilation gets old pretty quick. Fortunately, I soon received a phone call than put an end to my boredom.

    I wondered whether answer my mother’s phone was appropriate, but seeing how bored I was, I chose to throw caution to the wind. That was a good thing, because the caller turned out to be none other than my mother. Apparently, the practice had ended early and her friend had a few errands to run, so she wanted to know if I could come and pick her up. I was so bored I immediately jumped at the chance to get out of the house.

    My mother’s car was waiting for me in the garage. Thankfully, it was an automatic—for some unknown reason, I never learned to drive manual—and I was on my way in a matter of minutes.

    I had only visited my mother a few times since she had moved, but I already knew the directions to the village by heart. It was thus with the music blasting that I sped down the deserted street.

    After a few minutes, I noticed someone walking alongside the road. This was not unusual seeing how it was one of the roads leading to the village. What was unexpected was that the young woman in question had her thumb out.

    Like always, seeing someone hitchhike reminded me of the stupid law that made such an activity illegal in the province of Quebec—the law may not apply to the other provinces, but if I were you, I would look it up before deciding to hitchhike across Canada. As I approached the young woman, I pondered whether or not to stop. I am usually one to help my fellow human being, but this was not my car. If hitchhiking was illegal, it made sense that picking one up was also against the law. And since I was driving my mother’s car, I preferred not to take the risk.

    The plan was simple; keep driving and pretend I never saw her. Unfortunately, I did see her and the closer I got, the more beautiful she became. By the time I passed her, she had become one of the most beautiful women I had ever seen. Forgetting all about the law and my mother’s car, I quickly pulled to the side of the road and honked to let her know I was offering her a ride.

    I focused on the rearview mirror and watched her approach. Like before, the closer the got, the more beautiful she became. By the time she reached the car, my arousal had skyrocketed and a powerful fantasy had grabbed hold of me.

    No longer bothered by the rules and regulations that govern our society, I waited for her to reach the passenger’s side door with giddy anticipation. When she finally opened the door, she was revealed in her entirety. She was even hotter than before. Her hair was blonde, her eyes were blue and her body seemed to belong to a porn star. In other words, she was breathtaking. The mere sight of her was almost enough to make me come.

    “Where are you headed?” I somehow managed to ask.

    “To the next village,” she answered.

    I smiled.

    “Hop in,” I said.

    Less than a minute later, we were speeding down the road. It took all of my willpower just to keep my eyes on the road.

    “Thanks for stopping,” she said.

    “No problem.” I threw her a quick glance. She was so beautiful. “How long were you waiting?”

    “An hour.”

    I was shocked. What was the world coming to if such a beautiful young woman couldn’t get a ride?

    “Didn’t anyone stop?” I asked.

    She shook her head.

    I gave her a shocked glance. It brought a smile to her lips.

    “That’s why I’m so grateful you stopped,” she said in a voice I could have sworn was sensual.

    “It’s nothing,” I said, though that was not entirely true.

    “No,” she argued. “I really am grateful.” After a short pause, she added something that almost made me lose control of the car.

    “If there’s anything I can do to thank you, please let me know.”

    My mind instantly went to sex, though I seriously doubted that was what she had in mind. Still, it was worth a try.

    “Anything?” I asked, giving her a sideways glance. My gaze lingered on her just long enough to see a smile curl her lips.

    “Anything,” she assured. I wasn’t sure what that meant until her fingers slipped around my right wrist and gently coaxed my hand away from the steering wheel. Adjusting my grip to steer the vehicle with my left hand, I let her guide my right one all the way to…

    “Oh god!” I gasped as my fingers made contact with something hot and wet. Struggling to keep the car from careening off the road, I glanced sideways and found my hand between her legs. Her skirt was hiked up and my hand was pressed against her pussy. Her bare pussy.

    I could feel the heat emanating from it. The smooth, clean-shaven state of her slit made it clear she was no virgin. The wetness of her labia told me she was aroused and ready to play.

    I was so overwhelmed by the unexpected and highly sexual turn of events that I momentarily lost control of the car. Thankfully, a quick jerk of the steering wheel rectified our trajectory.

    “Do you mind?” she asked once the threat to our lives had passed. She didn’t wait for me to answer before using my hand to massage her pussy.

    I didn’t speak. I just focused on the road and enjoyed the feel of her hot labia on my skin. But keeping the vehicle on course soon became difficult when she asked me to slide a finger into her. Thankfully, I had always been good at multitasking and I was able to keep my eyes on the road while my index finger was forced in and out of the beautiful hitchhiker’s soaking-wet pussy.

    “You’re so wet,” I gasped.

    She giggled like a schoolgirl.

    “Thanks.” She released a few moans. “Do you mind adding another finger?”

    Moments later, two of my fingers were darting in and out of her tight slit, making me rethink my she’s not a virgin theory. Thankfully, something happened that rendered solving such a mystery unnecessary.

    “Fuck!” she yelled as her pussy started to convulse around my fingers. Moments later, she climaxed and she started to squirt. Oddly, my initial reaction was “Fuck, my mother’s car!” but then I remembered this was a fantasy and I was able to enjoy the feel of this tight-bodied hitchhiker’s pussy quivering around my fingers.

    As soon as the final wave oozed out of her, she slumped in her seat and started panting heavily. I still had no idea if she had been a virgin upon entering the car, but I could now say with complete confidence that she was had lost her innocence.

    “Pull over!” she commanded when her voice finally returned. The forcefulness of her voice made me fear she regretted what she had just done and wanted to flee the scene of the crime. I was reticent to let her leave, but I didn’t exactly want my fantasy to turn into a kidnapping.

    I slowed to a stop and watched her jump out of the car. Instead of running off, she hurried around the car and opened the driver’s side door. Before I could even think of asking what she was doing, she had unfastened my seatbelt and was guiding me out of the car. She led me to the front of the vehicle and kissed me.

    The sheer passion of the kiss was almost enough to make me climax. By the time our lips parted, an obsessive gleam had appeared in her eye. I wondered if it was a good or a bad sign until she started literally tearing my clothes off.

    “A good sign,” was all I could think as she tore my clothes to shreds. “Definitely a good sign.”

    By the time she was done, I was naked from head to toe. No sooner was I in my birthday suit that I was pushed backwards onto the hood of the car. The metal felt cold against my skin, but I didn’t care. I watched with eager delight as she neared my pussy.

    “Fuck!” I moaned as her tongue made contact with my labia. It stroked my clit for a few seconds, but this eager young woman was not the type to waste time on teasing. Instead, she spread my lower lips with two fingers and propelled her tongue deep into me.

    “Oh god!” I moaned as she started furiously tongue fucking me. “Yes! YES!”

    She was incredible, skilled far beyond her years. The manner in which she flicked her tongue each time she slid it into me drove me wild, luring more arousal than ever before to my body. My back left the hood of the car and my breasts rose high into the air. My head was thrust back by the intensity of the orgasm growing within me. But none of it compared to the precise moment when she slid a finger into my ass.

    She had waited until the very last moment and my orgasm exploded within me a second after her finger slid into my rectum. But the intense anal pounding that ensued fully made up for its delayed launch.

    The sheer intensity of my orgasm was almost too much for me to handle. I nearly passed out, but managed to hang on to reality long enough to feel my pussy come to life. I also enjoyed the overpowering sensation of my hot nectar leaving my slit, only to see it end up in my lover’s mouth. I assumed she swallowed the tasty orgasmilk, because not a single drop made it past her lips.

    She continued to pleasure me until every last drop of cum had been extracted from my pussy. With one final moan, I crashed onto the hood of the car and started panting heavily. Unfortunately, I was only given a few seconds to recover.

    Knock! Knock! Knock!

    The sound was enough to drag me back to reality, but it took a few seconds before I realized where it was coming from. It was not until I realized I was back behind the wheel of my mother’s car that my gaze was lured to the passenger’s side window. Behind it stood the beautiful hitchhiker that had started it all.

    The gorgeous young woman waited for me to unlock the door I only just now realized was locked. Once she gained access to the vehicle, she poked her head in and gave me her biggest smile.

    “Where are you headed?” I asked, using the exact same words as in my fantasy.

    “To the next village,” she answered.

    I couldn’t contain a smile. She had also used the precise words her fantasy double had used. I had no idea if it was merely a coincidence of it was some sort of sign, but there was only one way to find out.

    “Hop in,” I said.

    ***

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    Have a horny day,

    Barbie Lez