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Dairy of Billy Bob Chapter 1

This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) ConclusionBilly Bob Chapter 1 (Becoming A Man)
When I was in the eighth grade my folks had gone to the Dew Drop Inn on a Saturday night to mix with folks their age, do a little drinking and a lot of dancing. On the way home their car busted through the railing over the Chattahoochee River, and just that quick I was an orphan. Ma’s sister, Hagar, was my blood relative and she took me in. Her husband Abraham was pretty strict, but I worked hard for him and we got along OK. They had a little girl, Leah, who was four years younger than me.
When I turned fifteen Abraham had a long talk with me – I thought it was going to be about the birds and bees, but it turned out to be a lot more than that. He said that when our great-great-grandparents came over from Scotland they brought some family traditions with them that were a little different. One was that when a boy turned 15 one of the older women in the extended family would take him for three days and teach him the responsibilities and the joys of sex. He might then visit with two other older women, again for three days each. From then on the boy was considered to be a man. My Ma’s older sister Sarah had volunteered to be the first and I was to take the bus up into the mountains to be with her that weekend. Then, when I came back, Aunt Hagar would teach me some more of the things that I needed to know. There weren’t any other female relatives, so that would be the end of my training.
Aunt Sarah was in her early fifties but her face looked older than that. We were alone on her little farm and there was a lot of work to keeping it up. I helped all I could and that didn’t leave much time for the teaching. Aunt Sarah taught me how to be considerate of a woman’s feelings and how to make love to her so that she would be pleasured and reach an orgasm. She had me gently fondle her breasts, kiss them, and use my tongue to play with her nipples. Her breasts were quite young looking and when I remarked on that she said that all of the hard farm work kept her young. On the second day she showed me her “privates,” the slit that lay behind all of that hair, and where her “clit” was. I learned how to use my fingers to give her pleasure and where to lick to bring her off. I did get an erection several times, but I was too grossed out by the fishy odor to take it to completion. Surprising to me, as elderly as she was, she actually responded to the caresses and fondling that she told me how to do, and reached a climax of pleasure at least once each of the first two days and three times on the third day.
It was the third day that I got to stick my prick into her slick hot hole and that really felt good. It didn’t feel old, just smooth and deep and it kind of sucked and squeezed on me. The first several times I spurted thick semen after only a few strokes, but she quickly sucked on my cock to keep it hard and had me keep trying so that she was satisfied too. Since she was so old, I took the teaching just like I was in a classroom and tried hard to remember all that she told and showed me. When I was leaving, she said that Hagar would be different. She was still young and would help me to learn how to enjoy myself, but I was always to remember to make the experience good for my partner too.
Aunt Hagar was 27 and looked like a teenager. I had noticed what a great body she had when I first went to live with them and had sometimes jerked off just thinking about her. On my first day back home from Aunt Sarah’s she got Abraham off to work and Leah to school and then pulled me into their bedroom, saying she couldn’t wait any longer for the lessons to begin. She pulled her dress up over her head and stood there nude (she probably forgot to put any underwear on that morning). I could not speak, I was frozen. I instantly had an erection because she was beautiful, just like a pinup in Playboy. Firm high breasts with small nipples the size of pencil erasers, an hour-glass figure, and a bush of thick curly glossy black hair in a triangle just above her crotch.
She then quickly undressed me, got down on her knees and took my penis in her mouth, pumping her head back and forth, and in no time flat I erupted into her mouth. She kept on pumping me, letting her teeth sometimes drag on the underside of my dick, but always having her lips tight around me. I just stayed fully hard all the time. It was heaven! She must have been doing me for more than two hours when she said she would have to stop for a while because her jaws were tired and her mouth was sore.
For the rest of that day, until it was nearly time for Leah to come home, she showed me all of the different positions for intercourse and I practiced each one until she said that I’d gotten the hang of it. I lost count of the number of times that I shot a huge load into her vagina or across her tits. I liked missionary best because Hagar is an enthusiastic kisser, very wet with lots of tongue exploration, and I could nibble on her breasts to my heart’s content. Side-ways I guess would be good if the woman was too fat, or so Hagar said. Doggy style was the most fun, leaning over her and playing with her tits and fingering her clit; when she came in this position her vagina clamped down on me a lot harder, stimulating me to a second or even a third climax. By then I was having climaxes but not ejaculating more than a few drops. Doing it between her breasts was good too, but she preferred being on top. She was really energetic when she was in control. She bounced really fast up and down the whole length of my cock but was able to keep me in her all the time. She apparently could not decide whether it was better to ride me facing forward or backward because she kept changing directions. I liked that because my prick leans toward my head and the change resulted in friction on different sides. The rotation was like electricity wrapping around my dong as she didn’t pause but swung around while still bouncing.
Uncle Abraham commented at dinner that night that Aunt Hagar looked a little tired. Eleven year-old Leah wanted to know what we did all day and her mom just said that she had done laundry and I had studied in my room.
The next day she could hardly wait to get started and had me review each of the positions with her, asking what parts of me were stimulated and what felt really good, and then had me choose the one that was the most fun for me. Remembering Aunt Sarah’s advice, I said I liked to have her on top and leaning over so that I could play with and suck on her breasts. I knew that she liked that best and that is all that we did all morning long. With her perky tits being high on her chest it was easy to keep one in my mouth as much as I liked, alternating between them, and tonguing a nipple or sucking it. Well, maybe not all the time because Hagar was doing things to my meat that distracted me. After a long series of strenuous bounces she would pause with my cock penetrating clear up to her womb and pulse her vaginal muscles strongly, clutching my penis in a rhythm that drove me wild. I must have shot many cups of cum that morning but Hagar said, as she again wrapped her lips around my exploding cock, that my balls would keep supplying the luscious stuff.
That afternoon she said that it was time for me to show her what I had learned from her sister Sarah. I started out just kissing her and fondling her breasts and went on to licking and kissing down her stomach into that triangle of curly black hair. Thank God that Aunt Hagar did not have an unpleasant odor there, in fact it smelled like woman’s hand lotion. I opened her lips with two fingers and slipped my tongue inside, slowly running it up and down from one end of her slit to the other, taking care to tease her clit on each pass. This turned her on a lot more than it did for Aunt Sarah, and she started humping my face to get harder contact. She pulled my head into her crotch and screamed for me to “do my clit – do my clit.” Then she had one orgasm right after another as I sucked, stroked my rough tongue over, and nibbled on her clit. Finally she asked me to stop as she was completely wrung out and couldn’t take any more. She thanked me over and over for the best cunnilingus (a new word for my expanding vocabulary) that she had ever had. After we relaxed, and maybe even napped for a few minutes, she climbed on top of me and repeated the same wonderful sex that we’d had all that morning.
I wanted to try some more “oral sex” so persuaded her to stop fucking me and let me show her what else Aunt Sarah taught me. I licked her slit some more, extending the saliva trail back to her anus, and then up to her clit. She wasn’t too sure about the tongue in her ass so I concentrated on that for a while, finally getting the tip into her dark canal. That did arouse her some more and she suggested that I fuck her there. I still had other things in mind so continued eating her snatch but put one finger all the way into her ass hole and started manipulating it in a circular motion. I brought my other hand up and, starting with just one finger, frigged her pussy while I very gently swirled my tongue around her clitoris. As she became more loose I added another finger and then a third, first in her pussy and then in her ass, occasionally bringing one or two fingers from each had together, rubbing on the thin membrane between them. By now she was so galvanized that I could hardly hold on to her so I took pity on her and rolled over putting her on top and just said “Do it.” She was, by then, a wildly excited woman and we both quickly had a series of mind-blowing orgasms.
On the following day she said that this was graduation day, but only after we had reviewed all of the things that Sarah and she had taught me. Again she quickly yanked her dress over her head and had me fondle and make love to her beautiful body while she undressed me. Aunt Hagar asked me to use my expert tongue to bring her to as fantastic a climax as she had yesterday, which I was happy to do. She almost passed out in ecstasy as I not only licked and sucked on her clit, but also had my whole hand up her vagina. After she recovered, we then tried several different positions and some variations. Today I liked the spoon and its reverse, missionary and doggie style, really enjoyed the 69, but finally decided that my favorite was having Aunt Hagar on top. Maybe that was because she was very athletic and generated a lot of wonderful sensations as she bounced up and down. Her vagina had little ribbons and nubbins and creases inside that my cock could feel as they caressed it.
After lunch she said that since I particularly enjoyed having her on top, she would show me a secret technique that her father had shown to her. She took me out to the garage and had me lie on a mattress on the floor under a basket that was hanging by a series of ropes from a pulley attached to a roof beam. [Note: The basket was made from a well-worn old blacksmith’s apron, the leather as soft as a glove. Someone had cut off the bib and sewn it to the legs and around to the sides, making a big sack or basket.]
When she sat in the basket it folded up around her so that she was doubled up with her head and feet up in the air and her sexy ass and pubic hair were sticking out the bottom through a hole in the bottom of the basket. She pulled on the dangling rope from the pulley and lifted herself up into the air and had me position myself under her. She let herself down until she impaled herself on my stiff rod. Then she slowly pulled the rope up and down so that her vagina slipped up and down on me. With the set of multiple pulleys she had to pull the rope a good foot to get an inch of movement on my prick. Boy that really felt good. She was in such an unusual position that she really clamped tight around my prick and at an angle a little off from vertical. After a while she began to jerk the rope faster. Having nothing better to do, I tried twirling the basket, a quarter turn at first and then more because that really increased the good feelings. Aunt Hagar liked it too and she stopped jerking the rope and let the basket sit just above my groin, not quite touching.
Then I spun the basket, first several turns to the right then a few more to the left. Aunt Hagar immediately had an orgasm and was purring like a kitten. I was on the verge of coming too so I increased the number of turns to five and let the twisting ropes stop the twirl and start it in the other direction. When the ropes twisted they also raised the basket almost an inch so I had an up and down motion too. All I had to do was add a little impetus to the basket to keep it going up to five full turns the other way. We both hit climaxes but kept going.
Then I just laid back and spun the basket. One continuous orgasm.
And spun the basket. Aunt Hagar was having one orgasm after another and I unloaded a huge load of sperm into her, but remained hard as a rock. Hagar howled or moaned or screamed, depending on whether the basket was rising slightly or dropping as the ropes twisted.
And spun the basket. She was crying for me to stop, but I couldn’t. I had never felt anything like this before or since that time. Every muscle in my body was electric, tense, on fire, and vibrating.
And spun the basket. My brain was fried, the only thing I wanted was one more spin. More cumming!!! Hagar has passed out.
I’m not sure that I would have ever stopped, but we were interrupted when Leah came home from school early and wondered what all the noise in the garage was about. She apparently watched us for a little while and then removed her clothes, came over to us and shook her mother and asked if she could join in doing what looked like fun. It took a while for her to wake up but then Aunt Hagar freaked. Her eleven year old daughter had just caught her naked and fucking the boy who was like a brother to her, and in a very bizarre (but wonderful) situation. Leah had laid down to see what was under the basket that her mother was in and reached under to grab my prick. Hagar yelled at her to stop that and to push the basket over and tip it so she could get out. She climbed out of the leather sack and shoved Leah back into the house, telling her that she wasn’t to tell her father what she saw just now and that she was too young to even talk about it. By this time I was completely limp so I put the basket and rope away and sneaked into the house, avoiding them, got dressed and stayed in my room.
Aunt Hagar told me the next day that I was never to discuss “that damn contraption” with Uncle Abraham and certainly nothing, about what we had done, with Leah. She said that she had explained enough to Leah to satisfy her curiosity and to have her keep it a secret.
This is the diary of Billy Bob McTavish, a teen boy, about he and his young girl cousin growing up, having a family and a wide variety of sexual adventures, some quite bizarre. It has ten chapters: (1) Becoming a Man; (2) Marriage; (3) House Guest; (4) Satisfying Our Guest; (5) Helping a Psychologist; (6) More Sex Therapy; (7) Mutual Therapy; (8) Our Daughter; (9) Our Daughter is 13; (10) Conclusion

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Three isn’t a crowd

Hannah and Robert had just got married, but there was just one thing that wasn’t quite complete.
They had a house in the suburbs, good jobs and while their sex life was great there was one thing missing.
For as long as Hannah could remember she had always wanted to fuck a girl. She had messed around with her best friend once, when they were both drunk but her friend had freaked out and it didn’t go any further. Since then Hannah had craved to taste another pussy.
Robert was very supportive of her feelings, although he did have the added bonus of perhaps one day having 2 girls at once.
They had many friends, but none of them knew Hannah’s obsession. And it was becoming an obsession. It was on her mind every waking moment. Every girl she past in the street became women in her fantasies as she fingered herself when Rob was not at home.
Soon there was only one girl that filled all these fantasies. It was a friend of Robert’s, that had become a mutual friend once they got together.
Her name was Sarah.
To Hannah she was one of the sexiest women to grace the world. She had a body that had all the womanly curves every woman should. Soft, supple lips that seemed to beg Hannah to kiss them. And her tits were just the right size for Hannah to get her hands on.
Every time Hannah and Robert saw Sarah, Hannah would spend most of the time undressing Sarah in her mind. Trying to make out the shape of her nipples through her top. Trying to catch even the slightest glimpse of Sarah’s pussy, so that she could make her fantasies more realistic.
Robert seemed to have read Hannah’s mind one night after seeing Sarah. He was trying to get her turned on in the usual way of describing Hannah licking another girl’s pussy, and he had said
“Sarah may do it. You know that she’s bi.”
Hannah blushed like mad and Robert twigged.
“So you want to fuck Sarah do you?”
Hannah squirmed in the bed under Robert gaze and sheepishly replied “Maybe.”
“Ah ha. You WANT to fuck Sarah. Well you should just ask her.”
“ I couldn’t do that” replied Hannah. “You can’t just ask another woman if you can lick their pussy. And tell me how in the hell do you want me to ask if you can watch?”.
That was pretty much the gist of their pillow talk for the next 6 months.
In these months, Hannah’s fantasies become more intense. They began to include Robert just watching, fucking Hannah while she licked Sarah’s pussy and now her most recent ones included Robert fucking Sarah while Hannah
just watched or got her pussy licked by Sarah.
One day when Sarah had sent an sms to Robert complaining that her sex life was non-existent, Robert suggested that Hannah would fuck Sarah if she liked. Sarah was a bit taken aback and smsed back that she would wait and see.
Hannah was furious with Robert at first over this but quickly got used to the idea that Sarah knew and Hannah set out to try and convince Sarah that it was a good idea.
Hannah began wearing skirts and very little underwear whenever they saw Sarah, in an attempt to flash her throbbing pussy and hopefully get Sarah turned on. Hannah and Rob started to spend more time with Sarah on Hannah’s insistence. They saw her atleast once a fortnight and Hannah continued to subtly flirt with Sarah. She was unsure of whether Sarah had noticed but lived in hope.
One night just before Christmas, when Hannah and Rob visited Sarah, during their usual routine of watching TV and drinking coffee, Sarah sat down next to Hannah on the floor. Both of the girls were wearing skirts, and without warning Sarah lay down and flashed Hannah her uncovered pussy. Hannah’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. She could see Sarah’s pussy only inches from her face. Sarah’s juices were glistening on her glorious throbbing cunt. Hannah didn’t know what to do. She sat there in shock. Her mouth started watering, as she could smell the seductive aroma of Sarah’s pussy. Hannah cautiously slid her hand along Sarah’s thigh towards her cunt, making sure that Sarah did not object.
Hannah then ran her finger gently along Sarah’s slit, feeling the juices that she longed to taste. Hannah slid Sarah’s skirt up to her hips and got down on all fours. She gently licked at Sarah’s pussy, until Sarah could take it no longer and pushed Hannah’s face into her pussy. Hannah licked furiously like she was licking an icecream that melting in 40-degree temperatures. Sarah moaned, Hannah took this as a thumbs up and continued licking. Hannah became more confident and slid her finger into Sarah’s pussy and Sarah let out another moan.
The girls had been totally unaware of Rob sitting there with a huge grin on his face and an even bigger bludge in his pants. He slid off his jeans and knelt behind Hannah. He fingered her pussy and felt the juices practically dripping from Hannah’s pussy. He pushed his cock into her pussy in one easy thrust and Hannah’s face got buried into Sarah’s pussy even more. Sarah started to shake at the orgasm that was building inside her. Hannah pushed another finger into her pussy and licked at her clit like a tornado until Sarah was rocked by an intense orgasm. At the same time Hannah came from Rob fucking her.
Once the girls’ orgasms subsided, Sarah sat up and pressed her lips hard against Hannah’s. It was the most intense kiss that Hannah had ever felt. Their tongues swirled around each other as they kissed and Hannah could feel herself getting wet again at the sensation. Robert was playing with both girls tits while they kissed, rubbing and caressing them. Their lips parted and Sarah gently pushed Hannah onto the floor.
It was her turn to taste a pussy. Robert moved up so that Hannah could suck his dick but Hannah pushed him away and motioned for him to fuck Sarah. She wanted to see her hubby fuck another woman, and knew that Sarah would be craving the feel of a cock in her pussy. Robert slid a finger into Sarah’s pussy and gave her clit a flick of his tongue. Robert gently pushed his dick into Sarah’s pussy and she moaned in ecstasy. Rob fucked Sarah as she was hungrily eating Hannah’s pussy. Hannah loved the sight of Rob fucking Sarah and it nearly sent her over the edge.
Sarah effortlessly caressed Hannah’s clit with her tongue and used 2 fingers in her pussy, that pushed in further and further each time Rob thrusted into Sarah’s cunt. Rob must have enjoyed the view of fucking another woman while she licked his wife’s pussy cause he picked up the pace with his thrusts. Hannah could tell Rob was about to cum and that caused her to cum long and hard. Sarah was cuming so hard that she forgot about licking Hannah’s clit and when Rob came so did she.
All three of them fell into exhausted heaps on the floor.
They each knew that their friendship would not be the same ever again.
It would be much better.

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My dog sammie Pt.2

I woke to find my arms around Sammie.I yawned, then rolled over with a smile on my face, thinking how soft and warm she is. Sudenly, I thought ‘what’s the time?’ I looked at the clock beside my bed, 10.03am “ohh shit I was supposed to be at school an hour ago”. I looked at Sammie and she just looked back at me and sort of smiled. I thought how soft and warm she had been just a few seconds ago when I had my arms around her.I thought ‘ well I’ve missed an hour off school already, so what the fuck’. I smiled at Sammie, and she smiled back at me knowingly. “Well it looks like we got the whole day to ourselves ey?’. she snuggles up next to me and we start to kiss. I opened my mouth and she knew exactly what to do.She kissed me deep with her soft wet tongue deep in my mouth. I layed back down and she stood over me, our tounges played like crazy. My dick was getting hard now, and our kissing got really intense.
Suddenly, she jumped off the bed and pointed her ass at me. I said aloud “your looking for some loving ey?”. she looked at me and barked, I knew she could only mean yes. I put my hand on her pussy and it was wet already. She pushed hard against my hand and I instinctively knew what she wanted. I started to rub my hard cock and start to push it against her wet pussy.
Sammie lets out a low growl and I know she is eager for my hard cock. Slowly pushed it into her wet juicy pussy. it was so warm and tight on my rock hard cock.
Then I slowly started pumping at her pussy, she felt so warm inside and very wet. I held onto her hips and pumped faster, she started to growl, then whine a bit. All of a sudden I felt her pussy walls start to clench, and I could feel the wetness and pussy juice drip out of her pussy. I was now fucking her deep and fast. I needed to cum bad now and I instinctively knew she was going to orgasm soon too.
I moved up and laid my stomach on her back and fucked like crazy till I blew a huge load deep in her pussy.
She was growling and whining like crazy now. I knew she was having a massive orgasm too.
Slowly I pulled my now half hard cock out of her dripping wet pussy. Sammie ran around in circles, then sat down and licked her wet pussy.
I smiled and said “hey I can do that for you”. She rolled over onto her back, and I bent down and slowly put my tongue into her dripping pussy.
I moved my tongue around her now hot pussy. I felt around for her clit, then I flicked the clit with my tongue slowly then sped up till felt her cum again.
Her juices flowed freely and I licked it up. it tasted salty but sweet. Finally she got up and moved close to me and put her head on my stomach and as I patted her, she slowly fell asleep.
The next day after school I came home with a girl from school Sara. We had a project to do together and she wanted to “study” with me.
Sara was about 5′ tall, hazel eyes, and sandy blond hair tied into a pony tail, she is the same age as me.
When we walked in the door, Sammie jumped on me excitedly and started to lick my hand.
Then she walked of and started to sniff Sara’s shoes. “Aww, that’s a cute dog, what’s her name?” she said. “Sammie” I replied.
We walked into the kithen and dumped out bags on the floor and Sammie followed us, staring at Sara. Sara started to pat Sammie. She pulled a book from her bag and sat down, she didn’t cross her legs and I could see her bright blue panties. She was wearing a skirt about 3 sizes too small for her, it was super short and didn’t leave much to the imagination.
I told her I had to go into the next room to get something and walked there with Sammie following. I bent down to pick up a book from the floor, and Sammie jumped up onto my back, and clawed my pants and pulled them down. Then she went staight for my dick and started licking it. I whispered quietly in her ear “not now im busy”.
Then Sara emeged from around the corner and said “what are you doing?”. I quickly pulled my pants up and said “ohh nothing” my face going red.
“No your not, you were making your dog lick your cock weren’t you” . my face was bright red now and I said “nah she…..”.
Sara interuped me and said “that’s hot !, do you like dogs in that way?”, I blushed even more red and said “maybe”.
She moved up close to me and said “have you had sex with Sammie?”,” umm.. yeah I have actualy” still blushing.
She grinned and said “wow that sounds hot as, can I see it?”
Blushing even more I quietly said “yeah, ok”,
I slid my school pants down and sat down on the floor against the couch,. Sammie moved up and started licking my hard cock.
Sara was watching closely now, and said “wow thats so hot, your making me wet”. Then she sat down on a chair opposite the couch to get a better view, and slid her panties down to her feet, and started to finger herself. I could see how wet her fingers were now.
I patted Sammie’s head and moved to her face and began to kiss her, her tongue moved around in my mouth as I patted her back. Then she moved and pointed her ass at me. I smiled and said “I know what you want Sammie”.
Sara just sat there watching and fingering herself. I started to finger Sammie and she was getting wet too. I got on my knees and stuffed my hard cock into her wet pussy and fucked her hard.
Sara went down onto her knees in front of Sammie and lifted her skirt up showing a nice shaved wet pussy. sammie knew exactly wha to do and begin to lick Sara’s pussy. She began to moan as Sammie’s wet soft tongue went over her pussy folds.
Then she said “don’t cum in her pussy, I have always wanted to taste cum before”. I pulled my dick out of sammie’s juicy pussy and began to finger her till I felt the warm wetness flow on my fingers.
I moved over to Sara and she pushed her lips over my hard cock, and began to suck it fast. I moaned in pleasure as she rubbed her tongue over my hard cock. I could feel that I was getting close now and said “ahh I’m cumming I’m cumming” and I cum into her mouth as she continued to suck. My cum dribbled from the side of her mouth as she swallowed.
She said “ohh that was so good”, “yeah I know”. Then she came up and kissed me, slidding her tongue into my mouth.
I backed away and said “sorry, but I’m in love with Sammie, I know it’s hard to understand” .
She looked down and said “ohhk, I’m sorry” “nah that’s ok” I replied.
She looked at me and said “well maybe we can do this again some time?” I smiled at Sammie with a knowing look and said “yeah I s’pose we can”. Sara gave me a quizzical look, kissed my cheek then packed up her things and said ‘when can we get together next to do more work on the project for school’.
I told her my parent’s would be away for another week, she grinned and said ‘what about after the weekend then?’
I started to blush, and said ‘ yeah, that will be fine’.
She winked at me, and said goodbye for now………………

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Trafficked Love Ch. 21

— THIS STORY CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT AND VULGAR LANGUAGE. It is fictional and does not depict real people or events. — Call girl, Angel, believes there’s nothing nothing more to life than what she is doing now. But when she falls in love with an undercover cop, and things get heated between her and her pimp, Angel searches for answers. Is this really all she is destined for? Could she escape if she wanted to? Would the outside world accept her if she left this lifestyle behind?

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More Than Sisters

My day started fighting bumper-to-bumper traffic on the Connecticut Turnpike as me and my wife Carol drove to New York City. Taking a quick break from the driving, we kissed passioniately in the parking lot of a highway rest stop. When I slipped my hand into her pants, Carol stated, “Maybe later Keith. I just got my period this morning, and I don’t feel too comfortable right now.” I assumed later really meant not this weekend.
Carol’s a housewife and dedicated mother to our four teenage children, and we rarely get a night out. But a few weeks ago, Carol’s younger sister Sally had phoned from her North Carolina condo. Sally had a five day business trip planned for New York City, and the final day was a fun day without any business meetings or conferences planned. Sally’s company had a suite in midtown Manhattan and it was hers to use any way she preferred. Since we haven’t seen Sally in almost a year, she hoped we would be free to spend Friday night with her, as well as most of Saturday, before she had to fly back to Charlotte later that night.
Carol, Sally, and I exchanged pleasantries when we arrived at her hotel. The suite her company owns was incredible. It had a small office set-up, with a computer and television, a separate bathroom, and a pull out couch that was to be our bed later that night. Sally’s room had a view of the New York City skyline to die for, a king-size bed, and a master bathroom with a jacuzzi.
I was resting on the couch, watching ESPN, and the girls were catching up on things and making dinner plans. At least that’s what I assumed. I glanced over at two women who were polar opposites. Carol is 40 years old, about 220 pounds, with black hair, a big ass, big tits with huge areolas and nipples, and a pussy I could suck for hours. She keeps it totally shaven. Carol also has a really big clit and huge pussy lips, and if she had her way, I’d suck her red-hot pussy every morning after the kids head to school. If I had it my way, I’d suck Carol’s hot pussy every night when we turn in to bed also. Carol’s a real screamer though, and night time fuck sessions are pretty difficult with four teenagers living at home.
Sally is only 14 months younger than Carol and she never married. She’s a natural red head and real petite. She has a very demanding job and she’s very succesful and dedicated. She places her career in front of everything, evidenced by the endless string of boyfriends that she breaks up within months.
I must have dozed off and when I awoke, both Carol and Sally were in separate bathrooms showering. I was stunned when my wife walked out of the bathroom wearing a black corset and black stockings. She kissed me on the cheek as she walked past me, and she sat down on the edge of the king-size bed. Sally walked out of the other bathroom wearing a white teddy and white stockings. She smiled at me as she joined her sister on the bed. “Keith, poor Sally hasn’t had her pussy sucked or fucked for weeks,” Carol exclaimed, “and I’ll be doing the sucking in a minute or two. Watch us for a while and then you can handle the fucking if you’d like.” I was totally stunned. To be perfectly honest, I’ve never even daydreamed about fucking my sister-in-law. Yet I was more than ready for the task!
My wife pulled up Sally’s teddy and I saw her sister’s small tits for the first time. Carol sucked one nipple and then the other, before quickly spreading Sally’s legs. I didn’t have much of a view of my wife’s tongue or her sister’s pussy, but my ears told me that Carol had Sally close to cumming. Sally started shaking and she screamed like a banshee when she orgasmed. Then they waved me over to join them.
Carol pulled her sister’s legs apart and said “Look at her sexy pussy, Keith. It’s so wet and so tight.” It was very hairy too, with bright red hair that matched her head. Her pussy was a third of the size of my wife’s. Despite all the pussy fur, with that tiny little snatch she looked just like a little girl. But when Carol pulled Sally’s pussy open, I noticed the second thing the sister’s had in common: a huge clit. My ears had told me minutes before that the first thing they had in common was that they both were screamers.
My cock was so hard and Sally’s pussy was so wet when I slid it straight in. She laid on her back as I thrusted my cock into her tight little pussy. My wife was dangling her tits into her sister’s mouth. While thrusting my cock in and out, my thumb rubbed her big clit in a circular motion. I couldn’t hold back any longer and I shot of bucketful of cum into Sally’s pussy.
“Pull out now,” Carol yelped. “That cum is all mine.” She got back between her sister’s legs and started sucking my hot cum from her sister’s pussy. I was still stunned, having never seen that side of my wife or her sister. Going for what I knew, I started grabbing and slapping my wife’s fat ass cheeks. Carol’s strange. She loves to ass-fuck, but only on the couple days a month that she has her period. Her ass is off limits any other time of the month. I started licking Carol’s asshole, which I knew would drive her crazy. She screamed, “lick my asshole, Keith, suck my big fat ass. “It feels so good.” Carol stopped licking her sister’s pussy, got up on all fours, and begged me to fuck her ass doggie style. From the corner of my eye, I noticed Sally opening a bedroom drawer, and she pulled out a dildo and strap-on harness. I prayed that it was for Carol and not me.
After I shot another big load, this time straight up my wife’s big butt, Sally and her strap-on sat on the edge of the bed. My wife soon got up to join her, as my jizz ran out of her gaping asshole and flowed down her leg. Facing me, Carol squatted down and slid Sally’s dildo into her big butt. My wife’s shaved pussy was staring at me, and I couldn’t have cared less about the tampon string that hung out of her snatch. “Suck my pussy and make me cum,” Carol yelled. Her clit was swollen to about half the size of my thumb, and I grabbed it with my lips, as I reached up and pulled on both of her swollen nipples. They pointed straight out like little rockets blasting out of her big, brown areaolas. I sucked my wife’s big clit in and out of my mouth as I brought her to a screaming orgasm.
I was totally spent, but the girls begged me for one more round. As Sally laid face down on the bed, Carol started licking her sister’s asshole. “I’m getting her ass ready for you Keith, “ said Carol, “and Sally’s never been butt-fucked before.” Without any lube, I struggled to jam my cock in Sally’s ass. I started fingering her butthole instead until she begged for my cock. I tried again and once the head of my cock was inside, I waited a moment before jamming all 7 inches in. Sally winced, but once I started pumping slowly, she proved to be quite the butt slut. She was just like her older, and much bigger sister. I shot my load deep into her ass, and after pulling out, I was ready to collapse.
The three of us laid there, totally spent. I must have dozed off again, and I awoke to the smell of pussy juice and Carol’s whimpers. Sally and my wife were in a 69 position, with Carol on the bottom, of course. My only view was my wife’s mouth on her sister’s clit, and somehow she was reaching back and finger-fucking Sally’s tight butt. My cock got rock hard and I thought, here we go again. But I feigned sleep and watched the action as both girls squirmed to another orgasm.
After both girls came, they laid in each other’s arms and chatted about their dinner plans. One of New York City’s finest steakhouses was their consensus for dinner. Dessert sounded even better. They agreed that I’d be eating strawberry hair pie for dessert, with my wife sucking my cock at the other end of the daisy chain. That sounded great; I never ate out a redhead’s hairy pussy before. I’ve chowed on my wife’s shaved pussy for 20+ years. She had a dark, hairy black bush when we first met, and I had eaten out plenty of blondes and brunettes before Carol and I met. But never a redhead. I couldn’t wait to get Sally’s huge clit in my mouth, and my cock in my wife’s mouth. Carol sucks and swallows like a champ, and I’ve been cumming by the bucketload all afternoon.
The girls were also whispering some other ideas that I don’t know if I heard clearly. Did they really want to have a piss party in the jacuzzi before taking turns fucking my ass with the strap-on?

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Bug Chasing – Cruising For AIDS

It was hard for me, at first, to understand why I felt this way. I loved the way I craved bareback cock in my faggot asshole, I loved how much I wanted every cock that fucked my gay pussy to empty load upon load of hot, gooey, molten cum deep inside my throbbing and aching man pussy. But wait, that wasn’t what I was having trouble understanding.
What happened was, as I began my cock-riding career back at the tender age of 14, it was the early 70’s, still some of that free love, drugs, sex and all that still wafted around in the air from time to time.
The last thing any of us did was worry about protection. I had a pretty exclusive list of guys I let fuck me at that age. The guy who first fucked me, Wayne, then Art and Danny, and a guy named Robert, which was a little weird because that is my father’s name. That was about it until I got into high school. So we all barebacked together and never used condoms.
Then when AIDS and HIV came along, that kind of put the damper on the free love and sex stuff, for a lot of people, but not all. See, even when in the mid/late 80’s when it was so heavily aimed at us gays, I was still barebacking! I hadn’t used a condom and didn’t want to start either. If I wanted latex in me I’d use my dildo!
It helped that I was a very cute, boy next-door look to me and that turned on guys to no end! Even at 18 and 19, I looked 14 or 15, guys like the young looking but legal to fuck twinks like me. I like being flat chested, no real muscles on my pecs but I feel like I have tits when I’m on all fours getting fucked, my little fag boobies swinging in the air. Guys just wanted to fuck me and some guys wanted me to fuck some of their friends, that was where I really felt at home…a bunch of guys, hard cocks, anonymous sex, all bareback, all loads deep in my asshole! That’s what I do, I’ll ride any cock that wants to fuck me, and I mean, ANY, cock.
I’ve fucked straight, bi, gay dudes, (when I say fuck, I mean me getting fucked), by every race, I love black cock! (and they’re one of the highest risk factors for having AIDS), I love cum in me and how it feels shooting out of a twitching cock and balls that are emptying their payload deep inside my cunt hole.
I’ve cruised for cock and cum everywhere! Some of the more successful hook up places I’ve found over the years are the usual rest areas, truck stops are good places to find cock, the adult book stores, with arcades/peep shows. I like serving glory holes, for true anonymous bareback sex. I just love feeling those cum-filled cocks throbbing and twitching as they empty their cum, and who knows what else, deep inside my asshole.
I love the quick, behind the truck, just unbutton my pants, slide them down just enough to expose my rosebud for entry and take a cock until they unload kind of scenarios. I like it raw, I like it dry, work that cock into my hole dry, maybe a little spit if the cock is super big, but I like the unplanned, I’m going in dry like it or not. Plus it stretches the skin around my asshole more. With lube, it all slides in and out nice and easy; but dry, that sphincter skin gets stretched out really quick and it will usually tear a little bit and maybe bleed some. This is good because when his cock empties inside my hole, his DNA will infect me directly into the blood stream, quicker seroconversion.
Sure, I’ve thought about AIDS, I mean, I know how you get it, I’m not ignorant, I mean, geez, I’ve got a 166 IQ and I love the risk of bareback sex and the possibility of getting AIDS!
It was a gradual process for me. The natural bareback sex was great, most guys honestly don’t want to use condoms, and realistically, the majority of risk is assumed by the bottom, the one receiving the cum. It is much more difficult for a poz bottom to infect a neg top than the other way around.
So I was taking all the risk, the one taking all the hot, yummy cum in my asshole. I was probably 30 years old when I started seriously looking to get diseases, and the big POZ! It was always a risk, you had a 50/50 chance, they either had it or not, but it was such a huge risk that it became a turn on, not knowing. And the fact that I was into anonymous sex made the mention of having an STD nearly meaningless. Everyone says they’re clean, but who knows? You take a poz cock in your asshole and say you test in a month or two, you could come back neg still, there are so many variables, so many ways you could’ve been infected and you say because you got a neg test back that you’re clean. You could test poz in a couple more months or whenever and already be spreading HIV/AIDS! So all the haters out there going on about how sick people like me are, at least I’m up front about it and don’t skirt the issue!
Now I’ll tell ya. Without being too bold, I do have a nice ass and everyone wants to fuck it, and I realize now that way back when, I would be actively bug chasing and looking for AIDS and guys would come up to me at parties or sex clubs when I asked them if they were poz, they knew I was chasing and of course said yes so they could fuck me. If all the loads I took that were supposedly poz were really poz, I’d have died years ago! So many guys lie about having AIDS just so they can fuck you. I mean, I have to fuck them, just in case they do have AIDS they will infect me. But I’ve never tested poz after all the cock and DNA-filled cum that’s been shot into my fag hole, it’s weird, if I hadn’t been chasing I’d probably have gotten AIDS right off; now that I’ve been chasing all these years and had only neg results, seems like no one is seeding or gifting.
The why??? Well, who wouldn’t ask that. And for the most part, it’s simple. I’m never going to use condoms, I don’t care what disease is out there!!! Plain and simple, I’m a barebacker for life, however long that may be. Every cock that pierces my asshole cums in me, if possible, and I work my faggot ass hard to milk every drop of cum from my lover’s cock. The odds are that one of those beautiful cocks is going to have AIDS, and per my bareback rule, will infect me with AIDS sooner or later. So why not enjoy it? Seek it out, steer towards it and see what happens?
I have so many fantasies about how I get AIDS. From the simple one cock stealth, they fuck me raw and cum in me and as they dress and leave, me laying in a puddle of cum, they tell me they have AIDS as they walk out the door, that is a good, basic turn on for me.
Then I have the rape fantasy. I want to be walking down a dark alley, late at night, dirty, wet, smelly, homeless guys, and a gang of black thugs that rape my asshole and (sorry, this isn’t meant to be racist in any way, just my sick fantasy) but I want all of the black guys to have really toxic AIDS and all of them to take turns raping me over and over, dumping every drop of their AIDS infected cum deep inside my greedy fag hole.
I also have one where I’m riding the biggest cock ever, like a foot long, thick and fat, full of cum. I’m getting fucked six ways to Sunday, all over, doggy style, missionary, me on top, on our sides, picking me up and fucking me while holding me, just every fucking thing you can do, and hard, rough and nasty. I love being degraded and called names!
So he’s fucked me up and down and 20 seconds before he shoots his load, he’s behind me doggy, holding my hips and pulling me hard onto his cock, he says he’s getting ready to shoot and I tell him to empty his load deep in me. He pumps me a few more times and says, “Oh, I forgot to tell you…..I have AIDS!” and I’m all in the groove, taking his massive cock balls deep, precum oozing all around my hole, and he tells me he’s got AIDS in the middle of such a good fuck.
What do you do? Jump off? I mean, his cum had to get inside a little, so what the fuck? Give up a huge cock and still get AIDS? Go for it! I plunge back on his cock harder than before as I feel his cock twitch and he moans, “Aah! Yeah, gonna cum! Gonna fill you up with AIDS faggot!” and I just slam back harder and harder onto his cock and when his toxic load of AIDS finally erupts deep inside me, I can feel it spray my insides, and it makes me quiver and I push back hard to take him all the way in as he empties his cum deep inside me.
I have another one where I go to the baths, the mega-plex in Providence, Rhode Island, a gay sex club. It’s my first time and I go inside, get a room, it’s early, I throw my keys and shit in a locker and get ready to get fucked!
The baths are a notorious breeding and seeding ground for AIDS transmission, or conversion, or seroconversion, however you want to put it. I subscribe to poz websites for guys who want to spread AIDS and guys who want to get it, and they have ads where guys say they have AIDS and are going to the baths at such and such a time. So I read on there where four guys were going to poz all the neg holes who wanted AIDS. I decided this was my night. I was in my room, kept it dark, anonymous. I wanted to be ready for the four poz cocks if they all showed up.
For an appetizer, a few guys come in my room, ask what I want and when I say anything, they mount up, pump my hole, cum deep inside me and leave my room! How perfect is that?!
The first of the four poz cocks comes in my room, we’re alone, he jabs a couple of fingers up my asshole, it’s loose, it’s wet with cum and ready for more. He moans, strokes his cock, “You want a charged load?” he asks. This is a thinly veiled question of asking if you want AIDS. I say yes, he pushes the head of his huge cock against my hole, no lube, no spit, just the cum from earlier, and slams into my aching fag pussy. Part of me wants to know how I’d be during a fuck session knowing up front the cock has AIDS, not just right before he blows, you know? I think it could be a huge rush, especially if I was high, which I almost always am, knowing each thrust is coming from a poz cock that is going to infect me with AIDS, wow! Fucking what a turn on! Shit, I’m hard sitting here typing this!
I just can’t conceive of the idea of not having contracted AIDS by the time I was 45! I thought for sure I’d have caught the bug by now…as many cocks and loads that have been pumped into my hole, geez, I’ve only had a handful of things, herpes, the clap, syphilis and some other shit, but never been legitimately pozzed. We’ll see what happens…

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I’m So Drunk Right Now…

Happy St. Patrick’s day my ass. I was out getting drunk at a bar after getting dumped by my girlfriend and meet a girl there doing the same thing. We both share our sorrows and one thing leads to another and needless to say we wind up at my place. Now the weird thing is when I didn’t take advantage of her she got upset and practically begged me to.

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The Beach Trip

The Beach Trip
I’ve never thought of myself as much of a looker. I wouldn’t say that I’m ugly, but I never thought girls talked about me and I wasn’t really sought after. I was more of the gal pal. I was always hanging out with girls, but I didn’t think that any of them were interested in me. I’m 15, about 5’11”, 150 pounds, and nothing really special. Brown eyes, brown hair, almost entirely average. I was pretty fit, due to my playing soccer, and very successful in school.
I’d gone all the way to the ninth grade without a serious girlfriend. I hadn’t even made it to first base. I’d had my eye on one girl since about the fifth grade, Elly Hickey. She was perfect to me; long, dirty blonde hair, with beautiful blue eyes and a smile that lit up the world. She was about 5’4”, maybe 105 pounds, and she was a star soccer player. It and school were basically all she did, and she was like me, very fit and very smart, but she never dated. I didn’t understand why, because she could have had anyone she wanted, but I never asked. We had most of our classes together, because we were pretty much the smartest ones in our grade. Neither of us knew it was our brains that would bring us together.
My ninth grade year, the school had a competition to try to improve grades. The top 20 kids in the freshman class would get to go on a 4-week trip to a beach house in Florida. By the end of the year, Elly and I had become good friends, studying together and doing homework, and we were number 1 and 2 in the class. While we had spent a lot of time together over the year, nothing romantic had bloomed like I had hoped it would. It seemed I was stuck in the friend zone, and I was doomed to stay. This meant I had mixed feelings about the Florida trip, because I thought it might be awkward, but I was determined to make the best of it.
Day 1
We left for the beach house on a charter bus on June 1 at 6:00 in the afternoon. Me and Elly sat together for the 10 hour drive, talking about random stuff until about midnight, when she fell asleep on my shoulder. I knew it didn’t really mean anything, but it gave me a crazy rush. I just sat smiling until 4 in the morning, when we arrived at the beach house. I didn’t want the moment to end and wake her up, but I had to if I wanted to get off the bus, so I slowly shrugged her off of my shoulder. She was really groggy, so I offered to carry her bags in. The teacher assigned to the trip told me where her room was, and I wandered around the house looking for it.
The house had four floors. There was a kitchen and a bunch of living rooms on the first floor. The rest of the floors were all bedrooms, 7 to a floor, with one bathroom on each floor. We were roomed by our class rank, so Elly and I were on the very top floor, at the end of the hall across from one another. The chaperone was on the bottom floor. After lugging Elly’s bags all the way up the stairs, I went back to get my bags, and she was still on the bus, fast asleep. I didn’t want to wake her again, so I just lifted her out of her seat and carried her up to her room. She looked so beautiful and peaceful in my arms, and I knew at that moment that I was in love with her. I set her down on her bed, then went down a third time for my stuff. I got it all, carried it up to my room, stripped, lied down on my bed, and crashed.
Day 2
I slept until about 12 the next day, when Elly walked in to wake me up. I was still asleep, and as usual, I was sporting my morning wood. I don’t know if she noticed, but it was probably pretty obvious. I’m about 7.5 inches, but I was lying on my side. She woke me up, told me to go down for breakfast, then rushed out of the room.
I got dressed for the beach, wearing just my swimming trunks, and went downstairs to the smell of sausage, bacon, and eggs. The teacher had prepared a feast for all of us, but she said not to expect this for the rest of the trip, that we would be on our own. I ate about 3 platefuls, and when everyone was done, we headed down to the beach.
Elly was wearing a white slip on over her swimsuit, but it came right off as soon as we got on the beach, revealing her gorgeously tan athletic body. She’s a nice C-cup, but her butt is her body’s main attraction. Perfectly firm from her soccer training, it stuck straight out and didn’t sag at all. All of the guys were staring as she ran into the ocean, and I think I noticed a few guys adjusting as they made their way down after her. Every guy and most of the girls went to swim in the ocean; only a few girls set down towels to tan.
We played around in the ocean for about an hour, before everyone got out so we could play soccer on the beach. Elly and I were captains, but the teams didn’t really matter since we were the only ones with soccer experience. We organized our teams and got ready to play, but it wasn’t really a serious thing. It was basically me vs. Elly, but it was a little hard to focus because her body was so distracting. She was sprinting pretty hard, and her boobs and butt were bouncing all over the place. I could tell that most of the guys were paying attention to her instead of the ball, and I also saw that some of the girls had jealous looks. Elly didn’t fit in well with this crowd (although neither did I) anyway, and I knew that wouldn’t help. About thirty minutes in we declared next goal wins, and everyone kind of got into it. It was back and forth for about ten minutes, and then I got the ball and raced downfield. Me and Elly had a one on one before I got to the goal, but I didn’t want to hurt her so I gave up the ball. I think she noticed, but she took it anyway and went on to score. My team was a little angry I had cost us the game, but no one cared too much since it was a pickup game. After that, everyone got back into the ocean to wash off.
After spending all day on the beach and in the ocean, everyone came inside to wash off and prepare for dinner. Luckily, the house had a large water heater, because twenty one people had to shower. Elly and I had raced back up to the house, but I was feeling courteous and let her shower first. I went ahead and set my clothes out for dinner, then went to grab a towel from one of the closets. To my surprise, Elly was in the hallway, just having left her shower, and she was naked as the day that she was born. I had never seen anything so beautiful in my entire life. She just glowed. Her skin shone like gold, and her cute full breasts were topped with the pinkest nipples I’d ever seen. She looked like a goddess. Naturally, she hadn’t been expecting anyone in the hallway, and we both rushed to our rooms. I was incredibly embarrassed, and I hurried into the shower before I had to confront her.
I tried to avoid her throughout dinner, but after dinner it was decided that everyone was going to play Pictionary, and of course we were picked to be partners. We both were trying not to make eye contact, but once the game was over, I asked her to come into one of the living rooms with me.
“Elly, I just wanted to apologize for walking out and seeing you in the hallway. I should have realized you would be there when I heard the water go off. I swear I wasn’t trying to see you, I just was getting a towel from the closet.” I prayed that she would believe me.
She sat there for what seemed like hours to me, and then said:
“Thomas, I am not mad at you. I shouldn’t have been naked in the hallway in the first place. I know you better than to think that you would be trying to catch a glance of me naked. You’re my best friend, and the reason I ran so fast to my room is that I didn’t want you to see me like that.”
“That’s what I thought. I wouldn’t want some random guy looking at me either.”
She blushed, and looked down towards the ground.
“No, you don’t understand, you aren’t some random guy. I didn’t want you to see me naked because you would think I wasn’t good enough for you.”
It was my turn to be silent. Elly Hickey, the person I loved most in the world, the most beautiful human being I had ever seen, was afraid to be naked in front of me because I might think she wasn’t good enough?
“Elly, why would you ever think that? I can honestly say that I have never met anyone as amazing or beautiful as you, but why would you care what I thought?”
“Because… I think I am in love with you. Ever since we started studying together, I got to know you so well, and I realized how cool you are, and so nice to me, and even though you had all those girls wrapped around your little finger you never made a move. All of the girls in our grade were trying to seduce you, and you were so sweet and didn’t do anything about it, and I had this little hope that maybe you were holding back for… me.”
Again I sat in complete silence, watching her face as she stared into my eyes. Finally, I said,
“Elly, I have never loved anyone so much as I love you. Ever since I saw you the first day of fifth grade, I knew you were the one for me. I have never dreamed of another girl. But I need to know you feel the same way.”
“I do Thomas. I truly think I am in love with you.”
We stared into each other’s eyes, and then I was sure our love was real. I moved in towards her, and we began to kiss. Her lips were so soft and she tasted so sweet, and as we began to get more passionate I realized how lucky I was to have her. We kissed for what seemed like hours, but then she broke away.
“Thomas,” she said, “before we go any further, you need to know I have never done anything like this before.”
“Neither have I Elly. Let’s just let it lead where it does,” I replied.
With that I began to kiss her again, but this time I let my hands wander. First I just put my hands on the sides of her face, feeling the smoothness of her skin, but then I started to move down. I stroked her neck, felt her shoulders, then reached her incredible chest. She was wearing a button down shirt, and I started to unbutton it. She hesitated at first, but then let me continue until she was topless except for her bra. I began to squeeze and stroke her breasts and reached around her back to find the clasp. When I undid it, her bra fell away to reveal the most beautiful set of breasts I had ever seen. Round and full, with no sag at all and the most delicious nipples I had ever seen. I had to suck on them, and so I pulled her right nipple into my mouth and suckled like a newborn. She started to quietly moan, so I said:
“Maybe we should go to my room.”
I carried her upstairs, kissing the whole way, then laid her down on the bed. I began to kiss her breasts again, then I started to drift down south. First I kissed her navel, but then I unbuttoned the cutoffs she had been wearing. I inserted my finger into her pants, and felt the treasure I had lusted after for 4 years. She stopped me, and began to remove her pants and panties, and then my clothes as well.
I was fully erect at this point, and I thought she looked a little intimidated, but then she did something that surprised me. She put her head between my legs and began to suck on my penis. She couldn’t fit the entire length into her mouth, but it didn’t matter to me. I was in heaven. I felt bad for her not getting anything out of that, so I turned her around so we could 69. I got my first view of her magnificent pussy, and needless to say it was incredible. It was completely shaved, and it smelled incredible. I stuck my face into it, and began to lick around her opening and on her clit. I felt her sucking increase in intensity and I felt myself begin to approach cumming.
“I am going to cum Elly!” I said, but she just continued bobbing up and down. I felt my orgasm shoot up my dick, and I shot several loads into her mouth, which she swallowed like a champ. I continued my oral assault on her pussy, and soon she began to shake and cum as well, drenching my face. Her continued blowjob had gotten me hard again, so I turned to face her, but she rolled onto her stomach and got on all fours.
“I am ready Thomas. I want you to take me.”
She was already soaking wet, so I just lined my head up to her pussy, and pushed in. The tightness was incredible. She was so hot and wet, but I couldn’t make any headway because of her tightness. I slowly worked my way in, and soon felt a barrier I knew was her virginity.
“Keep going!” she said, so I pushed through. She gave a little yelp, but then got back into the rhythm we had going. I started to stroke in and out of her, feeling all of the depths inside of her. I picked up my tempo, and soon was jackhammering in and out of her. Her juices were squirting everywhere, and I knew I was close to cumming.
“Elly I am going to cum, are you on the pill?” I said.
“Yes, cum inside of me!”
I stroked in and out of her as ast as I could, and both of our orgasms were approaching. Her muscles clamped down around my cock and it was all that I need to push myself over the edge. We came together, and I flooded her insides with my cum. I stayed inside of her for a bit, then slowly pulled out, my cum leaking out behind me. I layed down beside her, and said:
“Thank you so much Elly. You were incredible.”
“Just wait Thomas. We have only just started.”
To be continued…

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Oren part 2

So this is the continuation of Oren part 1 obviously. Danny gets his revenge and then some….

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In The Forests Of The Night (with paragraphs)

This is still my first story, I simply put it into paragraphs the best I could. I’m sure there are still grammatical/spelling errors and I know that some of the content is not logical. However, just enjoy it and leave your comments. Oh and please read the themes first.

True Story

Maria_(2)

I had spent the week with a large animal veterinarian as part of my education toward becoming a veterinarian. My car stopped running on a dirt road as I was heading home for the weekend. There was a newer house just up the road. I walked to see if I could get help. I got more than that.

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Story of being Kidnapped and Used Part 2

Fantasy one part 2~
The minutes run into hours, and the hours into days, before I hear footsteps again, before I feel anything but want again. I can see it, the door opening slowly. I feel overwhelmed with excitement. I have never felt this way before, it is a fabulous felling. I see Master enter the room. My heart skips a beat.
Master walks slowly over to me. There is something in his hand. I can not see what it is though, until he is right beside me.
“On your knees Slut!”
“Yes Master.” I promptly get on my knees from lying upon the ground. I bow my head, in sign of respect towards Master. I can see that in his hand is an outfit, a collar and a leash. Master undoes the cuffs on me from the wall.
Master places the black collar around my neck, and directs me to stand. “Stand slut!” Weakly I stand up and still bowing my head. He dresses me in what seems to be a school girl outfit. Master dresses me in knee high white socks, a red plaid mini skirt, a white button blouse with the top half of buttons undone, and a pair of white heels about 4 inches high. Master also places my hair in up in pigtails, tied off in ribbons that match the skirt.
“Spin around slut.”
I spin around and I see a smile come over Master’s face. He attaches the black leash to the collar, and beginnings leading me out of the room. Master leads me up the stairs, and into the main part of the house. As I am looking all around, seeing photographs and knickknacks, Master pulls on the leash. I yelp when he pulls, and follow promptly. Master leads me through the house, telling me of my tasks.
“You are to do the dishes, the laundry, pick up the house, sweep, vacuum, mop, dust, and cook.” Master shows me where everything is kept, as I am to keep everything in its place.
“You are not allowed to sit upon the couch, any chairs, or my bed, unless I have given you permission. You are always to be on your knees, unless doing chores around the house.”
Master continues on with rules I am to follow. “You are never to leave the house unless I am walking you. You are not to wear clothes unless I place them on your body. You are not to talk to anyone unless I give you permission, and you are not allowed to speak freely. You must show everyone I let you talk to respect as you will always show me. Do you understand the house rules my little slut?”
I nod my head.
“Speak Slut!”
“Yes Master.” There is a little tremble in my voice, as I am not so sure about all the rules and not sure how I am to behave.
Master sits down in a chair, and pulls the leash hard down. I drop to my knees. Master pulls out his cock, and pulls my head in. “Suck, now.” I wrap my lips around Master’s cock and begin sucking him. Master places his hand upon my head and pushes me down further upon his cock. Gagged upon Master, I suck harder. I can feel Master’s cock growing in my mouth, it feels good.
I continue sucking until Master pulls my hair back, and sprays cum all over my face. Master looks at me and says calmly “Aren’t you a dirty little Slut?” Master says this with a huge smile on his face. I smile at him, loving that Master is happy.
Master gets up and pulls the leash as to make me follow him. Master takes me back to the room, my room. Back down the stairs to the little dim room, where Master broke me. Back to where it all began.
Once in the room Master undresses me, and chains my hands above me in the middle of the floor. Master ties my legs down. Master takes off the leash and attaches the collar to a hook on the ground so my head is bowed and cannot move up. I am restrained standing up, with my head bowed.
I can see only the ground below me. Master I can hear around the room. All of a sudden I feel something go up my ass. I moan with the item in my ass. Master moves it in and out, building up speed. As speed increases I can tell that it is Master. It is Master’s wonderful cock filling my ass.
Master hands grab and hold on to my hip, as he pushes harder in to me. I moan softly. I can feel his nails digging into my sides, as his balls slap against my ass. I love the feeling so much of Master using me to his pleasure, knowing that I am restrained by Master’s will, knowing I am Master’s slut.
Master continues going harder into me, with his body coming closer to mine. I can feel his breath upon the nape of neck, his warm loving breath on the nape of my neck. It makes me weak to the knees but I am restrained so that I can fall. My moans become louder and sound as though I am enjoying more, as I am.
Master pushes deeply in me, moving his hands up to my breast, squeezing them hard. I feel Master cum into my ass deeply. Master’s cum is so warm, so comforting to me. Master whisper’s in my ear softly and sweetly, “Cum slut.”
My body reacts to Master’s words, and I feel myself cumming. I feel warm sticky cum fall down my leg. My breathing heavies and I am weak.
Master kisses my cheek seeing my body react. He undoes my feet and hands, so that only my collar is tied. He lays me upon the floor. Seeing how tired I am, he covers me in a blanket and whispers in my ear, “I will be back later my little one, you may rest for now.”
Softly I say as I fall asleep, “Thank you Master.” I hear him leave and walk up the stairs, as I gently fall asleep.

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