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Using Chris

This is a story about three happily married, middle-aged men who lead stable daily lives. They are all bi-sexual and closeted from their wives, family, friends and everyone else except each other. They met on-line through a bi-sexual web site coupled with their common love and passion – motorcycle sportbike riding and touring. They have taken a few trips together and have enjoyed the opportunity to satisfy their longing for male-on-male sex. In everyday life this is a forbidden pleasure, but away from ‘normal’ life, away from home and family, away from responsibilities, and shacked up together in a motel room, they have the freedom of opportunity. With each trip, they have gotten to know each other more and are becoming friends. Their names are Chris, Pal, and the narrator John. As befitting men as a species, and mirroring the actual events, there is little build-up and character development, just an open plunge into sexual satisfaction. Enjoy:

Fiction

Casey

This is the first story I have ever published on an adult fiction site. I really hope you all enjoy it and I am looking for all forms of feedback. Just to let you all know, I have a huge cum fetish, so at least one of the characters will be producing an absurd amount of cum. Literally gallons of never ending cum. Yes it is unrealistic but I wish it wasn’t, so that’s why it is in the story. Enjoy.

True Story

Isabelle Chapter 4

***It’s going to take me a bit longer to write these now, so be patient. I’m hoping to post a new chapter every 3-4 weeks, but my schedule’s a little hectic right now, so I’m sorry about that.

True Story

The Third Time

To be honest, I’m not too certain how much more of this I’ll be able to tell, or recall, but I’ll try for another. This event occurred not too long after the last, I think a week, or two. It was a Wednesday afternoon, and all seemed normal. I had gotten home from school, usually depressed as I had slowly begun to become a bit of a loner. I could always connect with others, but I never truly fit in anywhere, nor with anyone. The friends I may have had all phased out, it’s really actually quite depressing, but I was young and when your parents split, it’s hard to adjust. In the long run, I know it was for the better of myself and my father, as well as the rest of the family, but still at that age there was still a lot of inner turmoil I simply couldn’t comprehend. I was ten, how could I?
My father was usually home around four, which means I would be alone in the apartment for a couple of hours. Just enough time to work on homework, if I chose to that night. Homework was never really the issue, just the desire to not waste time, that, and I always enjoyed when he would help me with it. He would set a small coffee table up by the couch, or sometimes by my bed and we’d sit together and work through it. Math was always the harder of the bunch, but looking back, I can’t see why. However, we all wish we knew what we do now then, things would be different, of course. I think the outcome of my life would have been different had I known a few things then that I do now, but that’s neither here, nor there.
For this day, I had really only any need to read a few chapters of a book for school. There was a lot of interest in reading and my father even let me read some of the books he enjoyed, both as a child and adult, but the adult ones I found harder to get into. None of them were sexual in nature, as I’d like to always stress that my father wasn’t a pervert. The things we did, I think they were done merely out of some sort of connection, need to connect, or just some mutual expression love. I was learning, and to learn from the man I looked up to was at the time almost awe inspiring. He knew things, and did things I simply couldn’t fathom until grew older and thus much more world wise. Still, there was never any sense of perversion in the few times anything did happen, just a father and his son.
When he got home, I guess I didn’t really notice it had been later than usual. The book I was reading, well, let’s say I got through it pretty quickly. The door shut loudly and I remember being jolted by that, he had never been loud. He called to me and set me at the table to talk to me. Mom wanted back in, not so much in the family, but my life. I was her son, but that was saying about as much as someone that collects porcelain dolls saying that they were one of their children, only I’m pretty sure she’d love dolls more than she did me. She wanted to spend weekends. Every weekend. He was against it, and so was I. There was something inside me that wanted to try, because at that age I couldn’t learn that all some people wanted to do was to damage others.
In any case, we had talked about it and decided not to, but knew she would persist. It was something that worried him and after that brief talk, he did what he could to whip up a quick dinner for me then seemed to disappear into his room. It wasn’t a normal evening for us, I was worried too. Around seven, when I should have been readying for bed, I knocked on the door, which just opened as I touched it. I found him in the shower, or well, I could hear the shower going and figured he was in there.
I was in a large shirt, which covered me to my knees, beneath just white little undies all boys my age should have worn. I went across the room to the bathroom door, which was left slight ajar. I’m guessing in his state of dealing with the ex trying to come back into his son’s life after having cast him aside so eagerly that certain details just kind of escaped him. One of them being me entering the bathroom, I wanted to know what was up, because he was supposed to bring me to bed and he would some times read to me, or just tuck me in, I enjoyed it and maybe, I thought, doing that would take his mind off of mom.
The door was fogged, like a shroud of mist had fallen upon it. I’m not sure how he knew, maybe he I made a noise, or probably from opening the door, but he knew I was there. Watching, not for any sexual pleasure, but just there. He said I could join him, that I would need a shower anyway so we may as well share one. It wasn’t like what I had was anything he hadn’t seen before, after all I was part of him. That and when you’ve had your father’s hard cock inside your mouth, even just the few inches I managed to get in, modesty and that little shyness about nudity sort of has no place being an excuse. So I slid out of that large shirt, leaving just my small boyish frame in my little white undies that soon were removed as well. The door opened and I slipped into the moist, warm fog of the shower with my father. I think that’s the first time it ever happened, and not the last, but it was more special the first time. Something new to share with him.
I gazed up at him, though he was turned. His ass to me and his balls between his cheeks, I remember that image being burned into my young mind. Since then I’ve always had a thing for spread thighs with that soft pouch of flesh snug between. I guess this is where that came from, sort of like how my phobia of orcas came from watching Free Willy. Terrifying movie, but that’s beside the point. Water dripped down his flesh, hot and yet still smooth. He was so young then, not to me at that age, but looking back his age really wasn’t what I’d today consider old, especially considering I’ll be reaching that age in time and i’d like to be half as youthful as he was then.
He asked me if my homework was finished, and I just mumbled yes, something about reading. I guess he expected me to shower with him, and head out when finished, using the run off from the shower head. It was detachable, so when his head dipped out of its radius of warm, moist delight he looked back at his young son, wetted and taking the shower head he handed to me. I soaked my hair, closing my eyes as tight as I could because I hated getting water in my eyes, even when swimming. I probably giggled a bit too, I always found it kind of ticklish using the detachable shower head in some places on my body. I don’t know, maybe. I remember there were no smiles that day from him, or even myself. Just heavy thoughts and detachment from the future. Even at my age I remember playing scenarios in my head of what might happen, or what could happen, both good and bad. I guess he did too, but I just figured adults always knew that answer, you know? Like they could tell the future, or something. That was just youthful ignorance talking though. Shame.
He turned, and my eyes immediately moved from the walls and his face to his cock. It was kind of where my eyes were leveled at anyway so it wasn’t difficult to suddenly lock onto cock. It was semi-hard, or soft, I was never certain really, just that it looked like he was peeing with all the water just running down that smooth curvature of tender, brittle flesh. I was distracted by his hand, reaching out to give me the soap, a little lemon bar of soap we used. This was his though, even though I had my own. I liked the lemon scent better than mine, that and mine was so small. I liked the bigger one, seemed more adult.
“Wash up,” he said. I asked if he had, and if maybe I could help him. It elicited the first real flicker of a grin I saw on him that night, but he said yeah.
Eager, and playful I started with his stomach. soaping it up and he’d even help by spreading his hand across his body a little, and using some of it to soap up my chest and shoulders. He was probably nearly finished with his shower when I had come in so this was just a way to get me done so we could get out. He knew I couldn’t reach to much and thus would leave it to him. There was one thing I could reach, and that was his hefty package, and that I did reach. My smaller hands found his heavy sack and cupped it, gently moistening it with the soap and then letting the water run the lemon scent across his flesh as it cleaned him off. I don’t think he expected this and it seemed like he was even going to move my hand up, not to his penis, but just away from that area, but he let me continue. What was the harm, anyway? His tongue had been buried inside of my little asshole once, so I’m sure cleaning his crotch wouldn’t kill anyone.
Perhaps what he was worried about was the fact his dick began to harden. I remember it growing so quickly, like a wilting flower in reverse blossoming into the manly, adult appendage I had tasted and played with before. Somehow glistening in the warm shower water with all of that wetness running down the curves to his balls was beautiful. An odd feeling I felt, I guess, but I just thought it was a beautiful sight. I liked it, his penis.
My hands continues to gently caress his balls as if cleaning them even though the soap was now gone. I probably dazed off and just kept going, but I remember eventually I ended up close enough as the head of his cock was level with my face that I gave the head of it a kiss.
What he asked sank in, because not until then did I really grasp what I was going through. What I’d become. “You really like that, don’t you?” He asked me as if he was seeking for a specific answer. His eyes sort of went through me, but I could just see eyes. I couldn’t grasp the depth then, not like I do now, but now it’s all just memories. Now, I realize he was starting to understand why these things were happening with me. I was gay and in some strange way he was beginning to accept that, not that he was, but I don’t think he grasped that, not until this moment. That’s why it’s so clear to me, that’s when I knew. At the time however, I was just thinking that i did enjoy it and thus parted my little, wet lips and started to suck on the head of my father’s penis. I know he enjoyed that, and I know it would make him happy, at least I thought so. He had been so down that day, and this would be a way to please him, his ten year old son sucking his hard, wet dick.
My hands held his penis out so I could just focus on the head and suck on it. I never could get much of it in my mouth, but what I could, I enjoyed rolling my tongue around underneath and then sliding out and licking that slit. I knew pee came out of there, but so did something else. Something I had begun to associate with pleasure, or at least happiness. I no now it’s more of a pleasure thing than happiness, but I was young.
I remember he stopped me and I felt hurt. Not physically, just hurt that he had pulled me off of his penis. Hurt, I now recall was such a foolish word for that feeling. I remember not much really being said, but asked me to turn around and I guess he lowered himself as that warm massaging feeling overcame my little thighs and butt, his tongue then finding my hole again. This gave me that feeling of happiness, and pleasure that I wanted to give him by sucking him off. It didn’t last long though, I don’t really know how long though, but I think it wasn’t long, maybe a few minutes. I remember ending up leaning over the door with my hands against the glass and his tongue inside me, but then it wasn’t. Instead, his fingers found that little pink opening of mine, opening mine up. It was a feeling I didn’t quite understand, because his fingers, at least two, I think, were bigger than his tongue and less like a soft spear and more like a prodding sausage. He didn’t have fat fingers, but it just felt like something bigger against my little tender puckering flesh.
I know now what he was preparing it for, and soon I felt something softer and wetter slapping my little butt and hole. It was his penis. My father had managed to slip in one finger, which hurt really badly so it took forever for me to adjust to it, and I still don’t think that ever happened. It was like something trying to tear me open, which is partially true, but still, it really hurt at first. Eventually, as his voice soothed me, his words faded with time and I can no longer remember, but I remember becoming numb to it. Just letting myself calm down and begin to adjust, to try and find the joy in it. Probably took forever though, which is saying a lot of about his patience.
If I thought his fingers were a lot to handle, when I looked back, unknowing what it was slapping against my butt, and rubbing it up and down, I saw his penis and it didn’t quite connect with me. I didn’t realize what he was planning, if it was even planned. He asked me if it was all right, to say no when ever I felt it was too much, but I just kept nodding. So his penis then slid into me. Slowly, as if it were a warm, moist snail, only without the mollusk part. Just the speed, or lack thereof. I remember not liking it much, wincing and gasping even. Probably said a few things i shouldn’t have, but I didn’t say no. I was curious. I had never felt this before, nor even thought of it and now here I was with his hard cock sliding into my little asshole, no longer a virgin as of then.
He slid it in about an inch, and left it at that. His cock sticking out, pulsating I bet, cause I could feel it stretching my inner walls even though he hadn’t even begun thrusting. That pulsing pain and yet subliminal pleasure that let you know someone was inside you and you needed them in there, to not only feel that sexual pleasure, or physical connection, but their heart beat too. It was all veins pumping from that vital, yet delicate muscle and it now pumped within me and i could feel it. What made me now inside of me, and that’s when he began to thrust, slow at first, but I remember in time it quickened, but never too fast, nor too deep. He was also so gentle when he was inside me, I remember. I guess I could liken it to that phrase, “making love.”
I cried out for him, his name, which was ‘Daddy’ at the time, I didn’t know his real name, or if I did I never said it much. Most thoughts were gone anyway, that whole thing was just a blur even though I remember his dick inside me so clearly, just not what I was thinking, probably because I wasn’t thinking. He just kept thrusting in and out, even digging another inch, or two inside me until I’d cry out a little harder. His hands found my hips and helped pull me into his lap and away as my hands pressed against the glass door, trying to find something to hold on to beside wet, clear surfaces. I was at his mercy, which fortunately he had some.
I guess he needed that. It probably, looking back, was about ten minutes worth of thrusting and burrowing inside of me when I heard his grunts and moans louder and more muffled and he was saying something. That he was about to do something, but I didn’t really know what it was. I didn’t want him to stop, but I guess if he had to do something then, but then he did it. I could feel the pulsing, that burrowing meat and flesh throbbing within my little channel and even more warmth. He was cumming, spilling his seed into his little boy. He rested there for a while, with me in his lap, the water still over us, or maybe that was just the heat pounding in my chest. Exhaustion and water and the smell of sex, and just everything. I don’t know, but it was a moment I know we shared in unison.
After, he helped clean me up and even took me into bed with him. I remember complaining about still feeling that throbbing ache in by butt until he assured me it was okay, and that he wouldn’t do it again unless I was okay with it. I never replied, only slept. SInce that night, I pretty much slept in his room every night. I’d start in my room and then somehow wake up in the middle of the night and crawl in bed with him. It was nice, and felt safe, like no matter what would happen, everything would still be okay.

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The Wish (Chapter 1)

This story has elements of magic in it, so if you aren’t interested in that, I wouldn’t recommend reading any further. Also, note, that this is a major introduction episode. There will be some sex, but this is going to be a story, not just fap material. So, if you’re still here, I hope you enjoy! (Not going to spoil what the wish means yet, though!) One more thing, though, is that I’m working on new parts for both of my other stories, so look out for those!

Diary

Homosexual Cocksucker

Young Caucasian homosexual Keven attracts black men as lovers.A restless straight guy happens upon an adult arcade in the ghetto one night, where a young Caucasian homosexual is soliciting men for sex in the preview booths. The man watches as several different men have sex with the faggot, and, while outwardly revulsed by it, finds himself thinking of the queen, and he returns the next night, inexplicably drawn, like a moth to a flame

Sex Joke

You reap what you sew

man and his wife are doing yard work. Husband says to wife, “Your butt is as wide as the grill.” She ignores the remark.
A little later the husband takes his measuring tape and goes over to his wife while she is bending over working in a flower bed. He measures her rear end and gasps, “Geez, it IS as wide as the grill!”
Later that night while in bed her husband starts to feel frisky. She calmly responds, “If you think I’m gonna fire up the grill for one little wiener, you ARE mistaken.”

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DRUNK ON BUS

A drunk get’s on the bus and goes to the back of the bus. The driver goes down the street and a girl enters the bus and the driver says, “Tickle your cunt with a feather.”
The girl says, “What did you say?”
The bus driver says, “Typical country weather.” He does this about four more times when the drunk gets up and goes to the driver and says, “What do you keep asking these young girls?”
The driver says, “When a girls gets on my bus I ask if she tickles her cunt with a feather. If she says, ‘What did you say?’ I say, ‘Typical country weather.’ If she says, ‘Yes,’ I take her home that night.”
So the drunks asks if he can try. When the next girl enters the bus the drunk says, “Scratch your box with a stick.”
The girl replies, “What did you say?”
The drunk says, “Looks like rain.”

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Riding with Jim

“Today is a day like any other” I thought to myself as I got on the train to head back home from a long day at school. I went to college in the city and commuted to and from my apartment everyday. Because I had such a long commute, I took one of the trains that travels further out of the city then normal.
I was just about to start reading my book when Jim, the man who comes around and punches everyone’s tickets walked by, smiled and winked at me like he always did. I knew he found me attractive, I had caught him on more then one occasion staring down my low cut shirts, trying to get a better look at my set of double D’s. Quiet frankly, the first time I met him, I found him to be highly annoying. But as the weeks went by and I saw him everyday, I came to realize how attractive he was. He had to be in his mid 40’s, his hair was starting to gray a bit, but his tan skin and bright blue eyes were so compelling. Even thought I was only 22, I found him more attractive then men my own age. Today, the scent of his cologne was absolutely intoxicating. I smiled back at him brightly as he turned to continue down the aisle.
“Only a man with a big dick could have a swagger like his” I thought to myself as he walked away. The thought made me instantaneously wet. My clit started to throb as I sat there, thinking about how big his cock could be and thinking about taking it down my throat. I didn’t care that he was married, I had seen the ring on his left hand, and honestly, it just made me hotter knowing that he wanted me, when he was already married.
Before I knew it the train had started moving. I knew where Jim was now. On the afternoon train he ran the control room on the other end of the train. I sat there, making myself wetter and wetter, thinking about riding his cock while he was driving the train. “I have to get a hold of myself” i thought. I was going to regret wearing the black mini skirt and thigh high fishnets I had on if I kept making myself so wet. However, as the minutes past, I couldn’t stop thinking about my mouth tightly wrapped around his prick. It got to the point where I just couldn’t take it anymore, I had to have it.
I got up from my seat and started to walk towards the other end of the train. As I did I notice how crowded the train was that day and the thought made me even wetter, knowing what I was about to attempt. The door to the control room was closed, but I opened it without a problem. Jim sat there, reading a newspaper before he turned around and saw me standing there.
His eyes drifted to my high heeled shoes, up my slender legs, to my breasts and eventually to my face where he smiled at me. “Is everything okay?” he asked politely. I could distinctly hear the surprise and intrigue in his deep voice. “Oh yeah, everything is fine”, I smiled slightly as I said it, “I just wanted to see what it looked like in here is all.” My eyes burned into his while I bit the bottom of my lip, and I hoped he would understand why I was really in there. He stared back into my eyes and I saw a flash of slight understanding in them.
Jim stood up and strolled the short distance over to where I was. He reached around me, pressing his body into mine to close the door behind me. When he rocked back on his heals, he didn’t move away, but kept himself close to me, staring down at my face, his eyes wandering down to my breasts and back up again. I looked up at his face, feeling his hot breath wash over me, and the scent of him was driving me insane. I couldn’t take it anymore, I pressed my mouth up to his, kissing him hard and rough, letting there be no mistake as to what i was after.
He kissed me back, just as hard and rough. I let his tongue slip into my mouth and he started to massage my tongue and tongue ring against his. I reached up and took two fistfuls of his hair as I ground my pussy into his dick. I felt it getting harder against my stomach and i smiled. This was going to be too easy. After a few minutes, he pulled back from our kiss and said “You know I’m married right?” I smiled and reached up to whisper in his ear, “So? It makes my tight little cunt even wetter” before i started to suck and nibble on his earlobe, feeling his cock press harder into my stomach as I did so. He let out a low moan and pushed me up against the wall of the room roughly. He lifted both of my legs up while I wrapped them around his waist. He then proceeded to carry me over to the chair where he was sitting, me straddling his lap.
He grabbed one of my tits over my shirt as we started to kiss again, our tongues exploring each others mouths. I moaned into the kiss as he grabbed me, my pussy started to throb violently with need. I broke off the kiss and he looked at me for a moment before he took off my shirt to reveal my big, yet perky tits in my black and white laced bra. He immediately unclasped my bra and took one of my nipples into his mouth greedily. I gasped loudly at the sheer delight of him sucking, and gently biting my nipple before he went to the other one to do the same while pinching and tweaking the one his mouth had just left. I started to grind my bare pussy (as i was only wearing a thong) onto his hard cock. I knew he must feel the wetness already because he started to bite and pinch hard down on my tits, making me sigh and moan louder. Suddenly the need to suck his cock was over whelming. I needed to feel his cock in my mouth.
“I really want to suck your cock Jim. Please let me suck it” I started to plead into his ear. I felt his cock stirring with anticipation against my cunt. He pulled back from my tits and smiled smugly to at me before pushing my down in between his legs and unbuttoning his pants. I pulled his pants and boxers down swiftly, letting his cock fling out. I was right. He was huge. I licked my lips while i stared at his monster of a dick. I let my eyes travel back up to his before I took just the head in my mouth, sucking hard. He let out a low groan as I did this and grabbed my dark brown hair in his hands. He started to edge my face down his cock while I took as much as I could into my mouth and down my throat. Suddenly he grabbed harder on my hair and forced all of his cock down my throat. I choked a little before fighting off the urge to choke again and let him continue. He started to thrust his hips, his cock moving in and out of my mouth while his hands were wrapped hard against my head. I loved to get face fucked and I was in heaven.
My pussy was getting too wet to resist. As he continued to face fuck me harder and faster, I reached down in between my legs and started to rub my clit furiously. I was moaning all over his cock while i rubbed it harder and harder. “Oh fuck, you’re such a dirty fuckin whore aren’t you?” he moaned as he realized I was playing with myself as he fucked my faced. I nodded the best I could, I loved being treated like a whore and getting talked dirty to like one. He grabbed my hair and head harder, the pain making me rub my clit even harder and faster. I loved the pain too. He was shoving and thrusting his cock into my mouth faster and faster. All of a sudden he just stopped and his dick popped out of my mouth.
He lifted me up onto my feet again and asked “You want this hard cock inside of your pussy you little slut?” I couldn’t help it, he turned me on so much. I moaned “yes” pleadingly before he grabbed me roughly and slammed my pussy down on his dick. It hurt slightly because my pussy was so fucking tight and his cock was so big. But I loved it. I started to bob up and down on his dick, my need growing more and more. “That’s right you little fucking slut, ride my fucking cock” he told me roughly. I started to scream a little bit and moan as my orgasm already started to build. With one hand he grabbed one of my tits again before taking the hard nipple into his mouth, biting and sucking on it roughly. His other hand traveled around to my ass where he smacked it hard. I let out a low moan as he smacked me, it made me ride him harder and faster. My pussy was sliding up and down his cock so fast that my tits were bouncing everywhere and my pert ass was jiggling hard every time I came back down. His hand was still on my ass and I wanted nothing more then for him to play with my asshole.
“Jim, please play with my asshole. Please, I want both of my holes filled. Please”. I begged him to finger fuck my asshole and he happily obliged. He smacked my ass hard again before reaching around and roughly sticking his index finger up my ass. There was no need to wet it as my ass was already so wet from my pussy juices. “Oh fuck oh fuck!” i started to scream as he fingered my tight little hole, my orgasm holding off no longer. I rode him harder as my orgasm hit, my pussy tightening so hard around his dick it was difficult to move regardless of all my pussy juices covering it. I shuddered slightly as I came. As soon as my orgasm had subsided, he suddenly pushed me off his cock and back onto the floor. He let out a low moan as i took his cock back into my throat and he started to cum violently, his hot cum squiring down my mouth and my throat. I lapped up and swallowed as much as I could before it started to spill out of my mouth and drip down my chin onto my tits. He pulled his dick out when he was finished and I immediately started to wipe up all the cum on my tits I could find and sucking it into my mouth, not wanting to waste it.
We both looked at each other for a moment before smiling and laughing a little bit. As I started to put my bra and shirt back on, I realized that we had reached the last stop on the train route. It didn’t even matter, I’d find a way to get home. I smiled as I found a piece of paper and pen and wrote my phone number down to give to him. I handed him the piece of paper before I gave him one last hard kiss and grabbed his cock through his pants gently. “That’s a good little whore” he said as he smacked my ass before I walked out onto the platform smiling to myself and knowing this wasn’t the end of our escapades.

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Fantasm

Competition Chapter 2

Due to some technical error, I have to repost my stories to get my name on them. Minor changes have been added from the original.
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Eva was expectedly reclusive the next few days at work. It was obvious that she was dressing in her more conservative clothes, but she still looked like the same slut. She would try and force civility towards me that would have been quite believable had the terror behind her eyes not always give her away. A week after our little fun, Henry told me that Eva wasn’t going to be in for a while, her daughter was sick and that she would be doing a bit of telecommuting so I shouldn’t expect much from her. This definitely would not do.
If she ends up removing herself from work all together, my leverage on her would become much weaker. So I knew that I had to flex some other way if I wanted her to keep her mouth shut about what I had done to her. I decided it was time to call on Mason. I went to show him the video I had of him and Eva.
I spoke to him with authority for the first time in my life “Now Danny, I don’t want to hurt you or your wife in any way. The only reason I am coming to you with this is because this little whore turns out to have been trying to take advantage of both of us. I will gladly give this little nothing I have of you two for something exclusively of her. I know you are a man of connections and power and I’m not asking for anything outrageous. I would just like to get rid of this trashy video of two people, for some more leverage against one.
Mason choking back his anger replied “I think I know where we stand. You are a right arrogant prick, Mr. Thanes. But then again I have dealt with pricks my entire life. You will have what you are looking for, and then I trust we will never have this conversation again.”
Two weeks to the day Mason delivered better than I ever could have imagined. He called me over to his office and handed me a binder upon arrival. Inside where several court records with Eva involved in a custody dispute over the last ten years. There was also information about how to get in contact with the father of Eva’s daughter.
“This is a start Danny, but I am giving up a lot for what looks to me more or less like public information.”
With a sneer he turned his eyes to the screen on the wall and replied “I told you I would get you what you want.”
A video began of a half dressed man sitting in a living room. His face had been edited out by digitally placing a yellow smiley face over his own. He left the view of the camera briefly, but when he returned Eva was there with him. After what looks like a very brief hello, Eva sat down on the couch and Smiley walked up close to the camera. He took an eightball of white powder from an antique box. He made certain to hold it in front of the camera, but the way his body was positioned Eva couldn’t have seen the intentional action.
As soon as he sits, Eva’s hand goes directly for the man’s cock. She slowly rubs it through his gym pants, until he makes a line for her on the table. After Eva takes it, she opens her blouse to expose those exquisite tits that I love. Smiley then dabs a bit of powder above her right nipple and snorts it off of her. Once the line was gone he continued licking and sucking on her enormous tits. It didn’t take long and his pants where down and Eva was sucking on his hard cock. He then reached over to the bag for a little treat for both of them. He dabbed a bit of the powder on his head and then let her go back to work. This really did the trick for him; he was soon flailing under Eva’s glorious mouth. Now Eva was a mean little cock sucker, I knew that first hand, and within about five minutes Smiley was ready to blow. She took the cock out of her mouth but continued beating it forcefully with both hands until he blew his load all over her naked chest. Eva disappeared for a moment and came back with her blouse buttoned. She took the rest of the bag and left.
I excitedly told Mason, “Brilliant Danny, I knew I could count on you. I don’t see any reason I would need that other video now. I can’t even think why I would have had it in the first place.”
Coldly Mason replied. “I will hold you to your word on it.”
I had power over Eva before, but nothing quite like this. I was absolutely ecstatic. That Bimbo with the rock star body was a coke whore; it was so shockingly obvious to me now I couldn’t believe I never saw it before. I adored her exotically white skin and the fact that the only ounce of fat on her entire body was just enough to make that beautifully round ass. Her tits were obviously fake, but they set marvelously on her thin frame. I couldn’t wait to make that delicious body mine once again. I was on my way to her house at once……as soon as I made the required copies of her indiscretion. I was tense with anticipation when I rang the bell.
Half hiding behind the door, she made it very clear she didn’t want to see me “Calvin you can’t be here. I haven’t said anything to anyone. Please. I am not going to. Please, just leave me alone.”
“But Eva I have missed you so. And there is something I need to talk to you about. It is to my understanding that an old fling of yours has been trying to give you a hard time about Nikki. I think it is something I need to come in and talk to you about.”
Scared stiff she replied “I don’t know what you know about it, but whatever you have to say about my little girl you need to say it.”
I repeated in the exact same tone “I think it is something I need to come in and talk to you about.”
She finally opened the door up and moved to the side as for me to enter. It was the first time in a while that I had gotten a good look at her and didn’t try to hide the fact that I was staring her over. Her sexy blonde spirals of hair fell down to where they barely touched the top of her breast. They were bound only in a light blue tank top which was stretched to its limit. Her dark blue shorts matched her eyes beautifully; they were tight against her crotch and were so small that they barely seemed to cover it. She shut the door behind me forcefully and walked over to the couch. From behind the tight shorts didn’t fully cover her wonderfully sculpted ass. They might have if positioned just right, but the way they were partially running up between her cheeks, about an inch of cleavage shown from the bottom of each side. I lightly ran a finger in her great crease as I followed behind her but she never stopped her stride.
“Now what do you know, and what do you want?”
“Perhaps I should show you what I know.”
I put the video in the player and sat down next to Eva. As she watched in horror I took the opportunity to remind myself what her tits felt like. I first rubbed them over her little shirt, enjoying the way her nipples stabbed through it. But soon my hand was underneath and experiencing them the way they were intended.
She turned to me with tears in her eyes. I loved the way mascara streaked on her face, the perfect blue of her eyes framed in black on that angelic white face was to absolutely die for. Staring straight into my eyes, she undid my zipper and then began to suck on my needy cock. Her lips were amazing and she sucked with such incredible motivation. As she bobbed viciously on my dick I watched her ass sticking up into the air. The thin shorts where driven as far as possible into her crack and I soon took advantage of her exposed ass. I gripped one side firmly and stretched and slapped it about. I then ran a finger under the edge of her shorts and found her inviting little asshole. I gripped her cheek firmly as the tip of my middle finger slid into her ass.
The mood was broke by a rattle at the door, followed by the sound of a key going into the lock.
Jumping up from my cock Eva exclaimed “Oh my God, it’s Nikki!”
She stuffed my cock into my pants and fastened me up. She pulled her top down to cover her huge tits but it did little to hide her hard nipples. As the door swung open, there stood a little girl who was absolutely adorable. I knew from the file that she was now thirteen. Leave it to a coke whore mother to let a beautiful little thirteen year old girl dress the way that she had. With the exception of the pigtails being blonde she was dressed like the epitome of a Japanese schoolgirl. She wore a white button down shirt, little plaid skirt not quite to the knee, and white socks high on her calves. I was pleased that the apple hadn’t fallen far from the tree and so was my hard cock.
With a pause she squeaked “Mommy is everything ok?”
Wiping her eyes Eva told her “Yes Sweetie, there was a problem earlier but everything is ok now.”
As Eva stood and gave her a hug, I rubbed her ass which still had her little shorts buried deep in it.
As Eva sat back down, she told Nikki “Now go play in your room so I can talk to Mr. Thanes.”
“So this is Nikki!” I said lifting her by the hips and setting her on my lap and hard cock. “Your mommy has had wonderful things to say about you.”
Nikki’s eyes darted over to her mother’s with complete shock. Eva ran her hand across Nikki’s face.”
With a quivering lip she spoke “It’s ok Baby, Mr. Thanes is a very good man.”
I smiled at her “My name is Calvin, but you can call me Cal.”
“Hello Cal” she said timidly.
“You see Nikki, a very bad man wanted to take you away from your Mommy, but that isn’t going to happen anymore.”
Scared she looked again to Eva. “Mommy you wouldn’t let anyone take me!”
“Of course not Sweetie, I love you. Cal has been very good to us and has made sure that nobody is going to take you…”
“and now you and Mommy are going to be good to me.” I finished.
“What do you mean?” Nikki asked sheepishly.
“Oh come now you are a big girl. What do you think that hard thing is that you are sitting on?”
She looked at her mom with terror in her eyes. Eva concluded for her “It’s his penis Baby.”
“Have you ever seen a penis?”
Nikki slightly shook her head no.
“No! Well today is your lucky day, little girl.”
Sliding my hand under her ass and lifting her off of me, I began undoing my pants. I could hear Eva choking back but it was Nikki that I was watching. As I exposed my hard prick, Nikki’s eye’s never moved from it.
I stroked it slowly and asked her “Do you want to touch it?”
She once again sought approval from her mother who told her “It’s ok Precious; Please do what he says, we are going to help Cal so he can help you stay with me.”
She then gripped my cock but she obviously had never played with a cock before. She pulled it towards her and watched it spring back up amused.
“Mommy, why don’t you show her how it is done?” I posed.
Eva quickly took my dick in her hand and began stoking it oh so proficiently.
“Now Nikki can you rub right here?” I said placing her little hand on my balls.
I think she was trying to distract me from Nikki, because Eva soon had her tongue in my mouth. I did ever so enjoy it so I played her game for a bit, but something in me felt like I was letting her off too easy.
“Now Nikki, just like Mommy.” I told her.
She was able to mimic the motion rather well for being so inexperienced. Her two soft little hands rubbed my cock while I slid two fingers under her mother’s shorts. I knew Eva was in horror about the entire situation, but her pussy had betrayed her. She was so slick and wet I knew she had to of run through her shorts. But I didn’t want to let myself get too distracted.
“Nikki sweetie, now I need you to do the same thing with your mouth.” After a pause of no one saying anything I decided to add to the motivation. “I need you to do this for me honey and then I can make sure the bad man can’t take you away from Mommy.”
Immediately her little head went down. She wasn’t so hot on technique but the image of my cock looking so enormous pressed between the lips of this little beauty was amazing. Just like her mother, the blonde hair framed her face nicely as she stared up into my eyes with my cock in her mouth.
Eva jumped in “Here Baby, let me show you how to do it.”
I didn’t know what her game was now. She could have been trying to take the brunt of my attack, but judging by her warm sloppy cunt I almost think that is what she really wanted. She bobbed with the same ferocity that she had shown me in the office. I wanted to cum so bad. I wanted to shoot my load into her slutty little mouth. But I had a rare gem in my hands and wasn’t about to let it go just yet.
Pulling her head up by her hair I told her “Thank you. You two have been so wonderful at showing me attention and now it is my turn. I want you both to take of your clothes off for me. Now Mommy knows how I like it, so she is going to go first and then you do it like her ok?
Eva ran her hands up her thighs and onto her stomach, they continued until they reached her beautifully round tits. She made circles around them, lifting and pulling them with her motions. She then focused directly on the rock hard nipples that were darting from her little top. After working them over she finally pulled the top over her head with both hands to reveal them in all their glory. I greedily reached in for a feel of what she had been teasing me with. Soon she faced away from me so I could see that delicious ass once again. She slowly leaned over, pulling her shorts and thong down simultaneously. I couldn’t help but slide my fingers into that amazing pussy. Eva moaned with each successive thrust. Once fully lubricated I then slid one finger into her tight asshole and the moaning got much louder. Eva was so fucking amazing I kept letting her distract me from my prize.
“Ok Nikki, now it is your turn.”
Nikki tried to play with her little titties, but she just didn’t have near as much to work with. Soon her top was off and I was staring at her budding breast. What she lacked in mass she made up for in nipple. They were adorably tiny and extremely hard. I ran both hands over her chest and then pressed both nipples between my index fingers and thumbs. I then leaned in and put an entire breast into my mouth, letting my tongue flicker her pellet of a nipple. I noticed her squirming a bit, but what I took notice of next was far more pleasurable. Eva had started slowly jacking me off while I dined on her daughter’s tit. I relaxed my grip on her and taking her by the hand I spun her about like a ballerina. With her back to me she began to slide down her skirt.
“Uh uh, just the panties for now.” I instructed.
Mimicking her mother’s lean, Nikki removed her panties, revealing the most delectable little ass and pussy peeking out from the base of her skirt.
Without reserve I immediately dove in with my face buried in the innocent little crack so hard that I would have knocked her over had I not stabilized her. Her skin was so fresh and so tender, it was like I had never felt or tasted a pussy before in my life. My tongue was rabid against her virgin cunt, and my nose was buried firmly in her intoxicating asshole. That coupled with increasing speed of Eva’s hand on my cock I knew I was about to blow any second. I had to hurry inside of her. I quickly stood pressing my head into her heavenly little pussy. She let out a slight gasp of pain, but her mother quickly came to her aid.
Taking one of Nikki’s hands and wrapping the other arm around her head she told her “It is ok baby, be strong. You are such a good girl, and I love you and no one is ever going to take you away from me.”
She was so tight I would might have mistook it for a well lubed asshole. Knew the pressure against her walls must have been excruciating for her because it was oh so delightful for me. I was bottoming out inside Nikki before I was completely sheathed but it didn’t matter. The extra rubbing of her back wall on the tip of head was enough to drive me over.
“Oh God, fuck yes. Uh, Uh, you beautiful little slut. Ohh, you have such an amazing pussy.”
As my body started to tense, I gripped and spread her tiny little cheeks as hard as I could. With that, my cock started pumping and pumping and pumping shot after shot into her tiny little cavity. Nikki cried out in pain as I was pressing so hard into her. As I pulled my sensitive cock from her aching hole, streams of semen followed. I looked down to see both the girls with shiny tears on their beatific faces. They were so beautiful to me, and I cared for them both so much. I kissed them both firmly on the lips and told them everything was going to be ok now.

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A Family Betrayal Chapter 25

This chapter may not suit some, but it goes with the story. After this one and on I assure everyone the story gets to the point everyone has been waiting for confrontation with evil around the corner meaning those close to Tyrone