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I went to this party, innocently cuddled with a girl when we went to bed there and everything was quite normal until I woke up with a full bladder and my hands tied to the bed …

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02 – The Julie Journals

– The Biker Gang – This is an old story I wrote many years ago. Posted part one as it was non dog and part two was written but never posted (until now). I have put them together to form one story, hope you enjoy

Fiction

Going Down Under–Chapter 1

Unlike my other stories, this is a work of pure fiction. Any similarity between the people and events depicted here and actual people and events is FUCKING AWESOME, and I want to meet those people!!

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Family 4 Some

Family 4 some
Mom: “Were a family of 4. Were all going to tell you our story. Me, (Mom), Dad, our daughter Danica and our son Danny.
Danny you start.”
Danny:
I think it all started with mom and dad. Danica and I both noticed them feeling each other up all the time. They never hid it much from us.
My sister and I were a year apart, I was the older one. Danica had nice tits and a sexy shape. She had always tried to get my attention. She quickly learned that using her sexy body was getting looks from me. She started leaving her bedroom door halfway open as she paraded around in her nighties, panties and bra. She would rub up against me whenever possible, passing in the house or kitchen. I sure took notice, and she was giving me boners more and more.
Danica……….
I loved teasing Danny, making him get boners over me was a thrill. I was using every trick I knew. I would have loved to make him cum in his pants over me. I know he wanks thinking about me. I rub my pussy at night thinking about him too. I knew the day would come when we would have hot sex, I just wanted to speed it up.
Danny…..
Mom and dad noticed too and got on her for wearing such skimpy clothes around the house. (this just let her know she was getting attention.) I would smile at her, and tease her behind mom and dad’s backs. I would grab my crouch, and feel my own guy tits, out of mom and dads sight. She started doing it too. Putting her hand down her shorts, feeling her pussy and squeezing her tits behind their backs. It was turning us both on. Soon we started grabbing little feels on us in private. We got bolder and bolder.
Our bedrooms were right across from each other. One night after mom and dad had gone to sleep, Danica and I stood in our rooms teasing each other. She did a super hot strip for me, and I took out my boner and stroked it so she could see. By the third night of doing this I wanted to fuck her bad. She too was getting so hot and horny, I could see the wet from her pussy.
The next morning when mom and dad had gone shopping, she burst in my room, grabbed my cock over my boxers, and then took off running in her nightie. I took off after her and chased her into the garage. She hid, but her giggles gave her away. I slowly crept up and grabbed her from behind. She of course screeched and giggled. Man she felt so good, and my instant boner poked her in her sweet ass.
I said quietly: “Danica, you little shit, your going to get us both in trouble.” She said: “Me?…you grab me too Danny.” I said: “Little stuff is fun, but your getting to bold, I’ve never grabbed your pussy have I?” She said: “No…but I bet you’d like to, wouldn’t you?” Since I was holding her from behind, I reached down and felt her pussy. She backed her butt right into my boner. She took a big breath and squirmed a little. “What’s that in your pocket Danny?…I bet you‘ve wanted to do this for a long time, haven‘t you?” she said.
I said:
“…How long have you wanted to grab my cock?” She spun around and said:
“You dream about having sex with me, don’t you big brother?”…..
”….and you rub your pussy thinking about me having sex with you…don’t you Danica!,” I said.
The garage door started to open. We quick ran in the house, I copped a feel of her tits and she grabbed my cock again.
I was catching my breath thinking ‘damn, she was making me so fucking horny, and I like it.’
Danica:
I lay on my bed panting, thinking….’oh my god, I got so hot when he rubbed my pussy, that was exciting. I’ll get him to do that again, only longer.’
Danny:
We weren’t quick enough out of the garage people door, and mom and dad saw us. Mom and dad were so cool, dad had given me an endless supply of condoms, and they supplied birth control pills for Danica. No lectures of any kind.
Dad…..
I remember saying: “That looked like two kids we know, in boxers and a nightie, mom.”
Mom:
And I said: “Well, my brother and I got caught by my dad, and you and your sister got caught by your aunt, so what can we say?”
Dad:
“Let’s go in and watch them act like nothing was going on.”
Danny:
They both hinted and made us both squirm with questions about ‘what were you guys doing in the garage?’…..and…’why were you guys in boxers and a nightie?’ We made up lame excuses as they delighted in putting on their faces of doubt. Danica said to me later….”See, you’ve gotten us in trouble Danny.” “Bullshit, Danica…you started it, grabbing my cock.”’ We looked at each other and grinned. Damn she was looking hotter by the day. Tits seemed bigger, ass more shapely and she teased me every chance she got.
Mom:
They think we didn’t notice them playing grabbies behind our backs. The picture frame glass, our mirrors and even the chrome on the stove tells all….I love watching them sneak feels and thinking they are so clever, just like my brother and I did, but my dad knew. I said to dad:
“Dear, I want to join in on the fun, how about you?” Dad said: “I think it’s time we had some fun with them too dear. Let‘s start in on them today…ok?”
Danny:
I was in my laying on my bed when mom came in and sat on my bed. She had on a big smile. She leaned over and whispered: (“I’ve seen you grabbing feels on Danica. ’If’ you share some of those with me, we‘ll let dad and Danica do their thing, and what you and Danica do is your affaire…ok?”)
I must have turned ghostly white in shock. WTF!…I couldn’t believe my ears. Mom then took my hand and put it on her tits and said to feel away. My hand froze as she moved it around and down her blouse. Mom had wonderful full tits, my cock got instantly hard. She then rubbed my cock and said she’d be around later for more. She smiled and left.
Mom:
I went and told dad what I just did. He whispered: (“Damn, that’s hot, now for Danica.”)
Danny:
Danica was gone, but came home later. I was still in a little shock, my hand tingled where I just felt my mom’s tits. I pondered if I should tell Danica about what mom did. I decided not to for now anyway. Mom yelled for me come down stairs. I passed dad coming up the stairs. Mom wanted more feeling up. She backed up to me out of sight of the living room.
….She put my hand on her pussy and rubbed it up and down. My cock got hard and quick. She moved her butt back on my cock and squirmed. I was coming out of my shock and liking this a lot. She lifted her dress up and put my hand down in her panties. I put on my super hearing for a noise from those stairs. I had a major case of the jitters. I felt mom’s warm, damp pussy. She had shaved it bald. She leaned back and reach back and felt my rock hard boner.
I’d wanked many times thinking about my mom when I was younger, but now I felt the real thing and my balls were ready to explode. She peeked around the corner to see if it was clear. Down her hand went in my shorts. She started jacking me fast, I rubbed her pussy real fast.
I shot in my shorts as she orgasmed . My legs and hers went weak, as we steadied ourselves on the kitchen wall. She and I both gasp for air as she bucked her pussy on my fingers. She handed me a towel and said to go in the downstairs bathroom. I tiptoed in as my heart pounded and kept pounding. The shear risk, and having my mom make me cum was mind blowing,
….I sat on the toilet and gathered my senses. I finally was cleaned up and came out. Mom was standing right there. She whispered to not go upstairs until dad came down. I looked a little puzzled but I wasn’t thinking very good right then. I sat on the couch with my jacket on my lap. Dad came down smiling and went in and started talking quietly to mom. I heard them giggle as I shot up the stairs to change my shorts.
I took a nap, dreaming of mom and I feeling each other. I woke up to Danica sitting on my bed. She had a big smile. She leaned over and whispered: (“…dad knows we’ve been feeling each other up, but it’s ok.”) I smiled and said: (“I got news for you, mom knows too, and it’s ok, we made a deal.”) Danica giggled and said: (“…dad and I made a deal too!…we have free feels, hand jobs and finger fucks.”)
Now it was all coming together. Danica and I discussed what they were up to. We all feel us, plus a hand jobs and finger fucks , and they do the same to us. Danica and I can do what ever we want with each other and everybody gets turned on.
——————
That was the beginning of us all having the most exciting fun ever.
We all still kept sneaking most of our playing, that made it exciting. I would feel mom’s pussy at any time, even in the car while she was driving. She would giggle and say: “Stop Danny, do you want me to wreck the car!” I loved her late night visits to my bedroom, She would jack me off as I felt her sweet pussy.
Danica:
Dad and I have so much fun grabbing feels, and I loved the freedom of taking out his cock and stroking him till he would cum hard. He knew just how to finger me and make me orgasm while standing in the hallway, kitchen or anywhere in the house. Danny and I were playing a teasing game, now that we were going to have sex. I told him…’not tonight, I wasn’t in the mood.’ He said ’sorry girl’, I’m busy anyway, mom’s giving me a hand job in the shower’. I would rub my tits on him and say how dad would ‘get me’ in the mood. Danny would say: ’..mom gets me ’in the mood’ all the time. We would both giggle and start a major feel up right in the kitchen. Mom would come in and pay no attention to us and go about her cooking, just humming away. Danny loved to reach back and feel mom while he was fingering me. Soon we’d have a 3 way going on. Dad would come in, ignore us at first, then mom and I would feel his warm hands on our body‘s. A 4 way feel fest…there’s nothing like it.
Danny:
Danica and I were planning our first sex together.
I told dad: “ Danica and I set tonight as the night for Danica and I to finally have sex.” He smiled, and said he had a hot date with mom. Danica and I fought over who got to shower first. She got there first, but of course didn’t lock the door. I peeked and watch her soap up her hot body and tease me, as she knew I was peeking.
Danica:
I was so wet all day thinking about Danny coming in my room tonight. I left my bedroom door wide open so he could watch me walk around in my bra and panties. None of us had discussed oral sex, I had wanted to get Danny’s cock and suck and lick it for a long time. He had whispered to me how he wanted to lick my pussy and suck on my clit. We waited until it was late. The anticipation was driving us crazy. Then we heard mom and dad moaning down the hall.
….They were fucking like crazy. I’d had enough and went to Danny’s room, just as he was coming to my room. We wrapped our arms around each other right in the hall, and the feeling up began. I had the bigger bed as we drug each other to my bed. I had only a low light on and for the first time, we kissed. Shock waves went thru us we felt we were being boyfriend/girlfriend lovers. He raised my long night gown and took it off. His eyes looked at my completely naked body for the first time. I pushed his pajama bottoms down and off. We feasted our eyes on each other.
Danny:
Now I was going to suck on those nice tits of hers. I eventually slid down to her warm pussy. She turned so she could play with my cock. She started to get wild sucking, licking and jacking my cock. It got me super excited as I slipped fingers in her wet pussy. I sucked and licked her clit and felt her start to cum. I stopped and stopped her. I want our first sex to be cock in pussy. I turned her hot body and she held my cock and started easing it in. She was so tight we both moaned as it took a bit to get it in all the way. Once in we lost control and started fucking like two wild animals. We both came so fast we almost passed out with the feeling. My cock shot and kept shooting. She moaned loud and squirmed her body against mine. I just kept pumping her. We couldn’t stop, it felt so damn good.
Danica:
Danny was so cool, letting my pussy open up to him. Once we started fucking, I lost it in feelings I never knew. I first orgasmed, then we just kept going on to bigger feelings and a grand climax that just kept going and going. My body locked around his and just trembled out of my control. I loved the feel of his body locked in mine. We squirmed and could only breathe in short bursts for a long time. We drifted to sleep, locked in our arms.
———
Mom :
Dad and I whispered as we peeked around the corner. I said:
(“Look at them dear, their first time. Bring back memories?”)
Dad: (“Oh yeah…….someday,… I suppose we’ll have to tell them, you’re my sister.”)

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OLD LADY WHO MADE MONEY BETTING

A little old lady went into the Bank of Canada one day carrying a bag of money. She insisted that she must speak with the president of the bank to open a savings account because, “It’s a lot of money!”
After much hemming and hawing, the bank staff finally ushered her into the president’s office (the customer is always right!) The bank president then asked her how much she would like to deposit.
She replied, “$165,000!” and dumped the cash out of her bag onto his desk.
The president was of course curious as to how she came by all this cash, so he asked her, “Ma’am, I’m surprised you’re carrying so much cash around. “Where did you get this money?”
The old lady replied, “I make bets.”
The president then asked, “Bets? What kind of bets?”
The old woman said, “Well, for example, I’ll bet you $25,000 that your balls are square.”
“Ha!” laughed the president, “That’s a stupid bet. You can never win that kind of bet!”
The old lady challenged, “So, would you like to take my bet?”
“Sure,” said the president, I’ll bet $25,000 that my balls are not square!”
The little old lady then said, “Okay, but since there is a lot of money involved, may I bring my lawyer with me tomorrow at 10:00 AM as a witness?”
“Sure!” replied the confident president.
That night, the president got very nervous about the bet and spent long time in front of a mirror checking his balls, turning from side to side, again and again. He thoroughly checked them out until he was sure there was absolutely no way his balls were square and that he would win the bet.
The next morning, at precisely 10:00 am, the little old lady appeared with her lawyer at the president’s office. She introduced the lawyer to the president and repeated the bet: “$25,000 says the president’s balls are square!”
The president agreed with the bet again and the old lady asked him to drop his pants so they could all see. The president did. The little old lady peered closely at his balls and then asked if she could feel them.
“Well, Okay,” said the president, “$25,000 is a lot of money, so I guess you should be absolutely sure.”
Just then, he noticed that the lawyer was quietly banging his head against the wall. The President asked the old lady, “What the hell’s the matter with your lawyer?”
She replied, “Nothing, except I bet him $100,000 that at 10:00 AM today, I’d have The Bank of Canada’s president’s balls in my hand.”

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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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TEACHER GETS SEX EDUCATION-PART ONE

. i was just 15 years old. It was a very special day, our high school football team reached the finals of the inter school championship. excited and eqipped wih my newly aquired handycam i was off to school with my friends Andre and Tony to shoot the game.actually the game was just an excuse,the cam was of coursethere to capture a few babes ,the cheerleadersand especially Ms April who used to teach us spanish. she had joined the school just a few months back . A stunning beauty of about 5 feet 7 in tall, beautiful flowing blonde hair,firm large tits which could easily measure a 38d and an ass to die for. she looked as hot as any woman in those glamour mags. She was just 24. I was stuck onto her since the day i saw her.i used to fantasise about her a lot.i bet most of the guys did. that day as we were passing through the corridor ,we noticed ms april near the water cooler. she looked sexier than usual in a plain yellow shirt and a black tight skirt which hugged her body and revealed her thin shapely legs. just as we were passing her she bent down to drink water, her fine ass directed straight at us. we stood there motoinless like manequins staring blankly at her. it was only when she turned, that we came out of our trance. she gave us a startled look, we acted as if nothing ever happened. i noticed that her shirt was wet because of the water and she wasn’t wearing a bra. stunned by seeing her nipples through the thin material of the shirt, my dick was at full attention,i just wished desperately to take them in my mouth and do all the things i’ve always wished to. i guess she did notice me staring as she walked past us and giving a sly smile said “naughty, naughty”and walked towards her cabin.i guess i wasn’t the only spectator from the look on my friends face. all was forgotten as the game started in a few minutes. all my freind were engrossed in the match, but my mind was still stuck on ms april ,not recovering from the shock recieved in the corridor. half way through the game i noticed that ms april was nowhere to be seen on the feild.i slipped throughthe court unoticed wondering what kind of work was keeping her busy from such an important event. the entire school looked empty. i headed towards her cabin. as i neared her cabin , to my surprise i found the door left open. unable to avoid the curiosity i entered her cabin. for a teacher her cabin wasn’t very tidy. i looked around the room i noticed a photograph of an balding man of about 35 who was her HUSBAND. i heard footsteps heading towards the cabin .desperately searching for a place to hide i jumped towards my left into a small closet. the room was cramped and dirty and looked as if it wasn’t opened in years. i could hear two voices outside.i opened the door enough to just peep through. i saw ms april talking to mr spoon .mr spoon was our mathematics teacher, a balding black guy of about 49, about just 5 feet tall with a stout figure . as far as i knew he was a very good person and a family man.i couldn’t understand what was happening,straining my ears to hear their conversation. mr spoon pleadingly said “just once ,just this one time” . ms april with a nervous look on her feigned ignorance and replied “no way ,mr spoon, no way”. i was confused by their talk, but everthing became clear when .suddenly mr spoon caught ms april unaware and crept behind her cupped her enormous breasts massaging them, rubbing his bulging prick against her ass . a slow moan escaped her mouth. ms april broke away from him and said” no please mr aspoon u know i’m married”. “so am i ,does it matter ” he rushed towards her and bending ploughed his face into her chest, grabbing ,biting at her tits.my heart was beating so hard it would have just popped out. gathering my senses i slowly reached for my cam.the angle was just too perfect. she tried to push him away, but he held her tight and kissing his way down dug his face into her crotchand grabbing her by her hips lifted her upon the desk. i thought b grabbing his head she was putting up a fight, but i was stunned when she said” wait, wait” and started pushing all the stuff, clearing the table. meanwhile mr spoon lifted her skirt to her waist ,pushing aside her panty he rubbed his hand along her slit.” so good so pink” ” oooooooohhhh i’ve never dont it with a black guy before ” she said, her body shuddering on the table . ” dont worry dear once you have one you will always want more”. he opened his zipper and out flopped his dick .it was an average six incher, but as thick as a shotgun barrel. she grabbed the throbbing peice of meat in her hand.” it’s so thick my thumb doesn’t even touch my forefinger around it.” he shoved off her and fitted the bulbous head into her cunt.” mmmm you are so tight “. ” uhhh it’s not me uhhh … so tight uuuhh…u are so thick”.he slowly pushed his rod to the hilt drawing soft moans from her. then again he removed his prick out of her and teased her b rubbing it along her slit . she grunted” come fuck me u one eyed monster , fuck me hard ,please” ,to which he suddenly drove the entire length of his rod into her making her gasp for breath,and started fucking her ina slow rhythm. with his free hands unbuttoned he shirt exposing her massive tits he bent down and took one of her titties in his mouth. he fed on her tits as if there was no tomorow, sucking ,licking and biting her nipples.she held his head in her palms and pushed him more towards her tities screaming “uhhh black… is so..uuuhhh good….harder …harder”. the sight was just too hot to handle,i opened my zipper with the cam still fixed on them freeing my erect shod.he started ramming into her faster and faster, his hips slapping into her ,his massive coal black rod entering her in stark contrast to her white skin.ms april shooting into orgasm after orgasm clenching her teeth to supress her screams , their screams in perfect rhthym with the cheers inthe stadium .sweat streaming across her forehead, breast,belly .finally after so much mr spoon shot into a shuuddering orgasm,and it really felt as if he shot a shot gun into her ,lifting her off her ass,and then collapsed into the chair behind him his dick flopping around covered with her love juice. ms april lay on the table her cunt still dripping semen along her thighs.” that was quite a quickie” she said. five minutes were a QUICKIE. the end of the game was being announced. mr spoon dressed up quickly,so did ms april. smiling he asked her ” when would be the next time?”. with astern look on her face she replied ” never again, and dont even think about it”. he left in a fit of anger, mouthing expletives. ms april closed the door and reclined into the chair. lifting her she started rubbig her pink swollen slit, moaning softly. afew minutes later she left the room. i was so excited that i spent in my hand. hiding my cam corder i made it out into the passageway just in time as students started flocking in. from the look on their faces it was evident that we won the game. making my way through the crowd, a thousand thoughts flooding my mind, i was just so excited at the thought of how i was going to use her. i heard tony calling me from behind, catching up he asked ” where ya been man, we was looking for ya everywhere”. his typical black accent and his face gave me a chuckle. “i was stuck in the john”. looking at m pants he said “ya sure did man,see ya later” and laughing he walked away. i couldn’t get her off my mind the entire day. looking at the video again and again the urge building up inside me was so irrepresseble that i decided to fuck her the very next day no matter what, if there was anyone whom i wanted for m first fuck then it was her. i guess it was m luck day. ms april exchanged her lecture hours with mrs danner and was going to take the last hour of the day. according to school rules if any student had a problem teachers were supposed to stop and clarify them. i was so anxious, my body getting colder by the minute. finally the last hour arrived. iwas so nervous and shaking i almost shelved the idea. but he moment she entered the room every thing changed. looking as sexy as usual, i could feel the fever rising in me by looking at her bossom. lost in my thoughts i suddenly heard ms april call out my name. she said” peter i have been obseving you lately, you just aint concentrating, wait after the class,i’d like to talk to you” . i was shaking yet so excited,patting the tape in my pocket. seconds passed like hours .finnally every body left, iwas there standing face to face with her,shaking. ” what’s the matter peter, ou look so nervous,oh my you are running a fever” she said as she reached out her hand and touched my forehead . she turned to look into her bag.in a croaked voice i blurted ” i…. saw you ….with mr spoon”.she turned around and said “what “. “i saw ou fucking him”. she shot back ” out rageous ,i’ll complain…..” .i removed the tape. the colour of her face drained out but still she said ” idon’t believe ou ” and went to take her bag.” fine you’ll believe me when the entire school watches this video”. sensing that i wasn’t bluffing she kept her bag down and asked ” how much money do you want”. her face went totally pale when i said ” i need no money”. reading what was going through my mind she started weeping and said ” u know i’m married ”.
” the bald guy ain no good, no excuses, just do as i say and i’ll give u the tape or i walk”. i was and so desperate.just as she realised that i woudn’t give up reluctantly she asked” what do u want?”. my mind was totally blank ,looking at her chest i just blurted out ” i want to suck them,go close the door” .it felt like eternity as she slowly made her way to yhe door and closed it. slowly she unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall on the floor, she turned and unclasped her bra freeing her jugs.my eyes glued on them i slowly reached for her tits.her chest heaving with anticipation of my touch. i cupped them with both my hands ,feeling their weight. i couldn’t believe i was holding those globes ,so big,so firm, two engorged nipples as pink as cherries studded on them. i played with them, squeezing them, mauling them. then suddenly i clamped down on her chest like an eagle trying to take as much as i could in my mouth. this sudden attack forced a gasp from her. i grabbed both her ass cheeks and thrust my head further into her chest, licking her cherry tits in my mouth, encircling them, feeling them straighten in my mouth. then i sucked the other tit doing just the same. suddenly ms april grabbed my head, moaning she said “mmmm feels so good,so nice and reached down into my pants. i thought she was reaching for my zipper and so continued with sucking her gorgeous tits. but suddenly she threw me off her.i hit my head hard against a chair. regaining my balance i saw the tape in her hand .she broke it into two and stuffed the reel in her bag. picking her clothes she quickly dressed . i had stil lnot recovered from the shock,my head was aching. she came towards me and landed a tight slap on my face and said ” i’d rather fuck a dog than you” and walked away. it was so humiliating. the blood rushing into my face hurt a lot. in her frenzy ms april forgot to ask for what i had heavily relied on,’THE COPIES OF THE TAPES ‘that i had made for andre and tony. i wanted revenge and i wanted it bad. many days passed by and these were bad days as ms april jacked me hard in the tests, my grades dropping,but iheld my nerves. i told about my rendevouz to andre and tony,this time i wasn’t going to take any risks. andy and tony were a bit angry but also excited upon seeing the tapes ,we started studying her daily routine, found where she lived. an interesting thing i came to know was that her husband would always leave town on wednesdays and return on fridays,an important time to strike. wednesday passed by and thurday finally arrived, we decided to stike early in the morning. we left home earlyand reached her home at 8 am. she was probably awake,maybe getting ready for school.as planned i hid behind the bush, tony and andy went and knocked on her door acting as paper boys wanting their monthly pay . when she opened the door from the distance i could see that she was wearing a bathrobe. she didn’t seem to recognise them,maybe she didn’t even know her paper boy too. this was so easy . as planned,if the trick worked and she let them in ,andy would slowly unlock the door for me to slip inside,and she did let them in. once they were inside i crept to door and found it open.i sneaked in, my eyes searching for them. i could see april go upstairs to get the money . my freinds made themselves comfortable on the sofa .i saw a vcr under the tv and slipped in the tape ,and went to the sofa switching on the tv. when she came out of the room she was naturally annoyed on seeing the tv switched on and also a third person. she came rushing downstairs and stood still on seeing me . just when she was about to say something i pressed the play button . the tape started midway through her amorous adventure, the room filled with sounds of rapid oooohhs and ahhhhhs. surely her head was spinning on the very thought of what was going to happen next, still it was funny she blurted out “what do you want?” . i said “you know what we want ,and this time don’t try anything smart or the tapes would be all over the town. just do as we say and no one knows” . she tried to bargain in every possible manner but to no avail. we told her to let us fuck her once and it would be over, of course we didn’t mean that. we knew finally she would be ready. “come to the center and strip “. slowly she opened her robe and let it fall on the floor .she was just wearing a red panty . andy and tony were staring at her with their eyes wide open . at the same time andy blurted out ” look at those tits man. i can’t wait to grab them, come here baby”. she cringed at his comment and covered her chest . ” dont you dare do that , raise your arms over your head and pose for us “. she did that without a word .” turn around ,bend and remove your panties”. my dick was straining against my pants, the very sight of her fine ass and her tits hanging in her face made feel like just rush and ram my pole into her,still i controlled myself. it was getting hotter in the room . we were sweating hard. “slowly dance rubbing your body “, for the first time tony said something .we were just glued to our seats as rose from her posture ,rubbing her hands along her ass , then encircling her belly and slowly lifting her tits in her palms. i noticed some oil on the far end of the table ,reached for it and threw it towards her. she started pleading us to leave her ,the scorn evident on her face. suddenly andy got up .he walked upto her and tried to grab her. as she tried to protest he pointed towards the video and she stopped. slowly he started caressing her tits with the back of his hand, pulling at her titties ,then he ordered her to lie down on the table in front of us . he opened the oil bottle and spilled it on her tits and her belly . he started massaging her jugs ,her mons gleamed with her nipples poking at the sky. we couldn’t resist the and joined in the fun , massaging her belly , grabbing her breasts . six pair of hands groping at her body was really exciting her as april bit her lips . andy suddenly opened her legs and inserted his middle finger inside her . april gasped ,taking the cue ,tony i and me pounced on her tits, sucking at them , twirling her tits with our tongues and andy starting lapping up her cunt . she finally couldn’t control herself and let out a scream blasting into an orgasm . i let go of her tits and traced along the length of chest licking her belly , digging my tongue into her navel ,tickling it. i could’nt take it any more ,and got up and opened my zipper . my rock hard dick springing free i walked upto her head and placed it on her mouth . she turned her head away ,but i grabbed her by her hair and shoved it inside her mouth ” lick it nice and slow or else ” i threatened her , she grabbed my dick and licked it from the base to the top and started twirling her tongue around the tip. i knew i was going to come and shot my entire load across her chest . it felt like heaven . it was my first time and i came in just five seconds . andy laughed at me ,still frigging her cunt . tony who was still hooked onto her jugs ,sucking and biting them , stopped and got up . april laid on the table , her chest heaving , nipples outstreched . andy and tony opened their zippers and released their dicks. both of them were bigger than me. tony had a thin long black dick which curled up like a banana ,andy’s was much more thicker .they lifted up aprilb and made her sit their dicks hanging in her face . andy mockingly said ” look pete , we’ll show u how to last longer “. ” suck them baby ” tony said . she grabbed both their dicks in each of her hands and started planting deep smooches on them. she licked andy’s dick from the base to the top and then shifted to tony’s doing the same . then she slowly started going down on andy’s dick and swallowed it to the hilt . andy moaned as she removed his dick from her mouth drenched with saliva . she then took tony’s long dick in her mouth to the hilt just like those magicians swallowing swords .she sucked one dick , her face bobbing up and down on them while caressing the other in with her hand rubbing and massaging their balls just like those pornstars . watching all this , my dick was springinging back to life . finally andy and tony shot their entire load on her face . “lick us dry ” andy ordered which she did . then andy said ” pete since you have made this dream come true we give you the honour of first fucking her “. april’s eyes widened ,she said ” oh please don”t do this ,you’ve already had enough “. ” and you thought you couyld get away so easily huh, i thought u liked it , how long will u fuck that bald guy , we’ll give u a lot more than him, now lie down ” saying this andy pushed her back on the table . when she tried to resist andy went upto her head and grabbed her hands and streched her . when i went near her legs she quickly closed them . i tried to open her legs but she kicked me .this reminded me of the day she slapped me . in a fit of anger ,i rushed and opened her despite her protest and placing my member in her hole drove it into her , lifting her off her ass. she felt so tight ,the flesh of her cunt gripping my dick. i stayed still enjoying the moment . then suddenly she said “at least use a condom, i’m not on my pills “. i laughed at her and said ” missy ,u don’t give me sex education , i give it to you and promise u there’s lot more coming . then i slowly started ploughing into her in a gyrating motion . andy played with her tits while tony kept screaming ,prodding me to fuck her harder and harder. i increased my rythm and started fucking her harder my hips slapping her buttocks . i laid on top of her and grabbed one of tits in my mouth biting it harder as i shoved faster into her . she moaned ” it uhhh … hu…rts….ahhh….huhhh… go ….slow ” over which andy said ” she likes it” . finally ,i came inside her. andy and tony were eagerly waiting for their turn. tony turned her and made her kneel and positioned himself between her legs to take her doggie style. while andy stood near her head for another blow . tony entered his long member into her . she was so wet and that his dick slid into her in just one push. andy placed his dick on her lips. she needed no prodding, her tongue moved expertly over his shaft and moved in rythym with tony’s strokes. i stood along with andy with my dick in her face. she sucked both of us moving from one dick to the other,while tony quickened his rythm fucking her harder moaning” man she’s so good.” we spent our goo on her face. we were totally exhausted. after our rendevouz i handed her the tape. andy and tony were shocked at what i did, i did have other plans but i didn’t want to share her with them of course.

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I found my daughter’s journal few years ago when I was cleaning her room. Sara hides her journal in an intake vent next to her bed. She writes everything from things she did the day before to things she has done sexually, and her dreams….and fantasies.
Sara has been dating a boy for about six months, and i recently read in her journal she gave her first blowjob to him. She described how she was in his bedroom, and he kept putting her hand in his lap. She went on writing how she felt his boner and wanted to see it. I kept reading how she described how she sucked it really fast and then he moaned and he came really quick in her mouth. I laughed as she described how it was salty and she swallowed some before she could spit it out. I was just about to put it away when I flipped through the pages to see if I missed any I haven’t read, and in the back was 3 pages of something. I sat on her bed with a boner excited to see if this was another hot confession.
I began reading “Guys my age are hot, and have six packs, and all that but I just would like to date a guy that is older than me and is really sexually expierenced. I guess I just want a guy that could be open with what he wants, you know like while we are making out just pulls my panties down and licks my pussy and tells me how good I smell and then holds my arms over my head and pushes his dick in me.
I watched one of my step-mom’s porn videos i found in her bra drawer and it had a guy holding this chick down and she was screaming and pretended to tell him no as he fucked her and then in the end of the movie she spread her legs and let his cum drip out of her pussy.” I read on as she described every detail of how she wanted to be fucked against her will, and so on. I skipped half way down and read more. “I fingered myself on my dad’s bed. I knew it was wrong but, it made me even hornier to know my dad fuck’s my step-mom where I was cumming as well. I bet she gets fucked really good. I have been in the bathroom when my dad was getting out of the shower and his dick was thick. It made me wet to see his wet body, and when he bent over and I seen his balls from behind. anyways, I guess I’m just looking for a guy that’s actually older and doesn’t cum in a minute.” My dick was so hard reading my daughters dirty mind. She wrote more how she isn’t really sexually expierienced, and she is still a virgin technically. She wrote in another journal entry I read about how she let the guy she was dating put his “small ass dick” in her butt. She explained how he kept trying to stick it in her butt, and she finally just put more lube on her pussy and butt and he pushed it in, and then he came all over her butt and bed sheets. I knew I couldn’t read anymore, I put the journal back and decided to take a shower. My new wife came home about ten minutes later and jumped in the shower with me. We ended up having sex in the shower, as I thought about it being my daughter.
A week went by and my wife had to go out of town for a few days for business. So Friday night she left and it was just my daughter and me. She ended going to the mall with one of her friends, and came home around dinner time. We decided to order a pizza and watch a movie. My daughter came out of her room in a pair of lounge pants and a white tank top with no bra. Her breasts are a B cup with perky little nipples just like her mom. I couldn’t help but look at her red nipples slightly visible through her top.
We watched our movie and had a great time. Sara ended up coming over on the couch and laying her head on my shoulder as watched the movie next to me. I felt her breast on my leg as she got comfortable. I kept thinking about her dirty journal entry as I rubbed her back and slide my hand under the waist band of her panties to rub her lower back.
The next night came around and and my daughter went out with a bunch friends, The New England Patriots were playing, which was my favorite team, so I ate left over pizza and watched football. It was about 10:30pm and Sara wasn’t home yet. I decided to see he she had added any journal entries since last week, as I opened her journal I heard the garage door open “Oh Shit!” I thought, I don’t have enough time to put this back in the register and screw the vent back in to the wall. I shoved the journal in the vent and hid in her closet. I heard my daughter yell my name and tell me she was home, as she came into her room. She kicked her shoes off and took a deep breath. I peeked through the cracks and could see she was wearing a fancy top that pushed her boobs together to make it look like her cleavage was bigger. I figured she would leave and go find me but she stayed in her bedroom. I watched as she pulled her top off and then took her bra off. Her perky little breasts were beautiful. I felt my dick get hard. Sara bent over and pulled her jeans off and she had on a bright orange thong on. Sh tan little but cheeks were so nice. She opened her drawer and put on a shirt, and then pulled off her thong. MY boner grew in my pants as she put it up to her face and smelled it. “Damn, I smell strong.” As she through her panties in her clothes basket. Then she put on a pair of black shorts with no underwear. I held my breath, hoping she wasn’t going to open the closet. Sara opened her door and left. I listened until i heard her yell my name again, and then I ran to my bedroom. I quickly pulled my clothes off and then the door opened. “Daa…” “Oh shit sorry dad.” Sara caught a glimpse of my naked body “It’s ok just a sec.” I wrapped a towel over me as I looked down and could see I still had a chubby that was visible. “You can come in hon..” Sara opened the door and apologized again. “I was just getting in the shower, are you staying in then, or you leaving again?” “No,” she said “I’m staying here tonight, oh I need to get my shampoo out of your shower” Sara said. She walked in the bathroom and opened the shower door, I watched as she bent over. “What?” I could tell Sara kept looking at my dick. She reached over to grab her shampoo and I dropped my towel.
I felt my dick get hard as Sara turned around “Holy shit!” “What are you doing?” “Take your shorts off Sara.” “What? no, why are you hard?” I stood in front of Sara as she looked at me surprised. I pulled her shorts down as she tried to hold them up. “Take them off, I know you don’t have underwear on.” “Dad! what?” “I watched you change Sara I was in your closet when you came home.” “What, dad I’m a little young for you, and I am your daughter.” I grabbed her shorts and pulled them down, her pussy looked so nice. “You know you want an older guy you can have sex with.” I grabbed her arms and her hands touched my dick. “Dad uh dad I’m not…no…..let go.” I turned her around and grabbed her shirt. She lifted her arms as I pulled her shirt off. “Oh dad I’m scared…” Sara moaned as she grabbed my dick, she was breathing so fast. “Are you going to fuck me like you do Alana?”(my wife)
I held her arms on the counter as she was bent over the sink rubbed my dick on her but crack and kissed her back. She turned around and sat on the sink. I sucked on her small breasts, and then I spread her legs and licked her tight young pussy. She tasted so good. I rubbed my nose in her pussy so I could smell it so strong. “God you have a sweet pussy.” Sara was held my head as I ate her pussy. “We can get in trouble, dad.” I stood her up and turned her around as I told her to spread her butt cheeks. My daughters young body was so small compared to mine, her tight little butt cheeks made me even harder. “What do you want to do?” I grabbed her breasts as I pushed her over the sink. “Dad, no we can’t have sex.” She tried to stand up, as I held her down. “Dad, no let go!” I pushed my dick against her pussy, Her pussy was extremely tight. “OWWW that hurts, it hurts, dad stop.” I felt my dick push into her pussy, I began thrusting my daughter’s pussy. My body felt like it was on fire. My daughter moaned, and then worked in a few stop, it hurts. Sara started to whimper and then she moaned. “Yes, fuck me like you fuck Alana….”
“Daddy, no…stop….Oh God…..I…I think I’m going to have my first orga……OHHHH OHHHHH DDDDAAAAAD!” My daughter’s knees went limp. I fucked her hard knowing she came. I felt my balls get tight as I came in Sara. “NO, don’t……OHH I can feel it shooting in me.” I came in my daughter and I let go of her arms she turned around and looked at me . I lifted her up and sat her on the counter again…”What are you doing dad?” I spread her legs and held her ankles to keep her legs spread. Sara looked down. Sara queefed and looked up at me embarrassed. I could tell my dick really stretched her young pussy. Sara watched her pussy as cum dripped out of her tight lips onto the counter. Sara stood up and looked at my dick, and could see a little cum still dripping out of my dick. She kneeled down and put her mouth around my dick and sucked it for a second. I moaned and Sara stood up with tears in her eyes. “Do you like fucking your daughter?” I looked at her naked body and kissed her mouth, and we made out for a second. I felt my dick get a chubby and I felt my daughter stick her tounge in my mouth. “It was just like a fantasy I had, Just like it….” Sara smiled as she hugged me, her soft little breasts against my chest. Sara sighed……”MMMM…just like I wished.”

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the creators chapter 3 (rewritten)

Authors note: this is the rewrite to chapter 3 sorry about chapter 2 double post. As always this story contains themes some people not like such as young, incest, mind control and possibly bestiality down the road. Thank you for reading my series thus far nothing much has changed in this chapter just a few word changes and some extra dialogue. thank you and enjoy and previously stated in the original chapter 3 there will be no sex in this or the next chapter so I can develop my characters and story more.
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CHAPTER 3 rewrite
I woke up the next morning to a soft sort of mewing sound behind me. Groggy but curious I turn my head to see my sister sleeping next to me in bed; I guess she must have sneaked in with me last night while I was sleeping. Not wanting to wake her beautiful sleeping form I slowly slipped out of bed trying as best as I could to not make a lot of noise.
I stripped off my clothes as I got to the bathroom desperately needing a shower after all that happened yesterday I was sweaty sticky and just tense as hell. I started up the shower waiting a few moments for the water to heat up. when it was finally ready I stepped in and felt the warm water run along my body slowly waking me up from my stiff zombie like state. As I stood there I thought about the past two days and all the events that had happened. The car, me and sis ending up together, the floating bottles the man who claims to be my father and claims I have powers of my own, the doctors and the doctor with the missing eye who I refer to as the white Russian and my escape from the hospital.
All the stress had hit me like a brick I fell to the floor of the shower from the stress the past two days I didn’t have time to think about what was going on it just happened but here I had all the time in the world to think. I began to worry as thoughts flew through my brain a mile a minute “ The doctors have my address they have to there’s no way I could have been admitted to the hospital last night without my mother filling it out. They’ll come for me and my family to get me wont they and they’ll also…” my mind kept shooting out worry after worry.
After I pulled myself off the floor and got out of the shower. I dried myself off and draped the towel around my waist as I walked over to my room to get dressed. When I entered my room my sister was no longer there asleep on my bed. “ huh she must have gotten up and went back to her room” I said to myself. Just then I noticed a little note on my pillow kinda like they leave in hotels. I thought maybe it was something cute my sister set but as I read it I realized it was the exact opposite of my cute angel of a sister and more like the devil of the man from yesterday. The man I wont ever recognize as my father.
The letter stated:
“Hey kid thought I surprise you with this letter but I’m guessing your just getting angry ahahaha” not kidding he really wrote “ahahaha” “ I noticed your little brain over there working overtime with worry so to burn out your fears I went a head and deleted all known information on you throughout the entire hospitals networks I even went as far as to erase a few doctors memories but I might have gone a bit far with that one now those poor poor doctors don’t even remember they have a family to go home to hahaha” seriously he wrote the laughing. “just remember don’t be getting to emotional there you might just blow up literally! I must go now bye~~~”
“asshole” I muttered under my breath when suddenly more words started to fade onto the paper.
“P.S. I sent you a little gift it should be there shortly” and that was all it said I wondered about the “gift” he sent I had a feeling it will be dangerous, but I did finally calm down my worries slipped off of me as I read the note; the feeling of knowing my family was safe was a huge weight off my shoulders.
I walked out to the bedroom hallway which immediately connected to the kitchen as I stepped into the kitchen I saw my mother leaning over the sink doing the dishes with an odd sort of beautiful finesse. the light from the kitchen window illuminating her beautiful face. Strands of hair draping down the side of her face just for her to reach back and tuck it behind her ear. I just don’t know what it is about women that makes there every action so perfect and beautiful totally lost in her image for the moment forgetting about where I was momentarily.
As I came out of my trance from my mother I gave a weak “m-mom” she heard me luckily and turned my way.
“oh sorry honey I didn’t see you there give me just one minute” she said while turning off the sink and drying her hands.
She hopped over to me and gave me a hug like usual, and as usual her face pressing right into my crotch but the look on her face seem to say she didn’t even notice. She had a big grin on her face as she asked me “do you need something sweety?”
“yeah actually mom I want to know what happened with my father.” I said with a stern strait face as I looked her in the eyes.
She visibly took a step back by this question “Y-your father!? Sweety why would you wanna know about that?”
“i just think its time for me to hear about what happened it’s alright if you don’t wanna tell me though”
she was quiet for a few minutes then suddenly sighed “i guess I would have to tell you one of these days why not today then I guess”
“are you sure I know it must be hard to talk about it”.
“no its fine I knew this would happen someday I just wasn’t expecting today”
I nod my head letting her know I understand and she takes her time trying to figure out the words she wants to say.
“I’m sure you know about the base details of it like the fact that when I was 8 years old I met a man and some say he raped me I still don’t to this day but we did have sex and I was impregnated by this man and gave birth to you and your sister. I’m sure you know all this already correct?”
“yes I do” I simply stated
“well there’s a bit more to the story than just the base facts to this story. On the day that I met your father it was a bright and sunny day in spring the birds chirping the bugs humming along and I was none the wiser about the world. I was walking home from school that day when suddenly it felt like something was calling to me. My body on its own began to move to god knows
where.
When I finally stopped moving I don’t remember the name of the place but it was this old motel the place looked like it hadn’t been clean in years the floors were this disgusting mix of yellow tiles and mold in fact I think every wall of the place had mold on it.
As I stood there unable to move I felt a hand on my shoulder I tried to look but my head was stuck in place all I could see was what I later figured out to be a trench coat my body suddenly started moving along with him as we walked up to the counter.
“i would like to order a room for one night for me and my daughter” the man said to the clerk.
I stood there unable to speak only nod as the clerk looked over the counter to see me. As we entered the room I felt even more fear flow through my body at the thought that I didn’t know what the man wanted to do. I started shaking in fear then he knelt down and that’s when I saw your fathers face. The best way to describe your father would be that he looked young but had a thick face but was pretty skinny his hair and beard were both bright orange and he looked very dirty almost like he had been in a fight or was rolling around in mud for days strait he wore a long trench coat that looked worn and old like as if had it for a while. He had tears running down his face and he was apologizing profusely saying things like “I’m sorry this has to be done please forgive me” over and over again while moving me over to the hotel bed. I knew at this point your father wasn’t a bad person. He then proceeded to have intercourse with me.
When he finished he left the room still apologizing just as much even more actually and then he was gone. Jump to nine months later and there you guys are being born, the happiest day of my life.
Once everybody had left the room that’s when I saw your father a second time.
“wait dad was in the hospital with you!?” I said shocked at this
“yup he came right over and sat down next to me he was quiet for the longest time as he tried to think of the words to say then guess what”
“what?” I asked curiously
“out of nowhere you started crying in my arms you actually got your father to smile and made us both laugh”
“hes got a good voice I can tell he’ll be a fine man someday” your father said very proudly
“look I wanted to apologize for putting this heavy burden on you I know right now you wont understand but in the future there will be things to happen some behind the shadows but many out open to the world for all to see and our son will be there to guide it all this great change to the world I can feel it” he smiled while wiping a tear from his eyes “just one more thing” I looked at him curiously “what?”
“may I please have a picture with my kids”
“and that’s how my story ends please excuse me for a bit I’m just getting emotional nothing to worry about.”
I let mom walk away I knew she would be fine shes strong. I had a lot to think about now the man she described in the story sounds nothing like the man I met they sound like polar opposites to be honest. I decided worrying wouldn’t help right now and that I should just relax. I sat down on my couch and started watching an episode of an anime called sword art online on my T.V. When about halfway through the episode I hear a knock at the door.
I slowly opened the door revealing a fiery beauty at my door and man she was hot. Think my tongue fell out of my jaw. She was this short redheaded girl bright red almost like a fire. her face was round and she wore heavy eye liner just the right amount to make her look incredible. then her body My god her body her ass was amazing I could already tell just by looking at her front, and her tits they were amazing I gotta say E’s at least she was wearing these tight jeans and an equally tight black tank top that complimented her huge breasts nicely its like she left home this morning and made sure that every man she walked by had an instant hard-on.
By the time I realized I was staring to much I readjusted my self and held out my hand “hi I’m Ale…” she walked right past me ignoring me completely as she sat down on my couch. I was surprised to say the least I mean she just walked into my house and sat down on my couch like it was nothing.
“Awesome! I love SAO” she said as if she didn’t just barge in here but honestly I wasn’t complaining.
Its not every day you got a hot girl on you couch watching anime. I move behind her just as the episode ends and clear my throat loudly. She turns around and stares at me intensely “yeah what do ya want” she says with a temper.
“What do you mean what do I want you enter my house, watch my anime so I’d really like to know why your here” I said starting to get angry myself.
“your old man sent me” she said making me have even more questions.
“what do you mean he sent you?”
“didn’t you get the note he said he would tell you I was coming”
all the note said was a gift was coming… wait a second does he mean her! Shes the gift!
“why would he send you for what reason?”
“fer god sakes you’re loud shut up for a sec god damn he sent me cause I’m supposed to train you” she said while scratching the back of her head in an annoyed manner.
“train me? Train me in what?”
“magic dumb ass what else would there be? cause he obviously didn’t train you in fashion sense” she said while looking over my closes which was just an outfit I threw together at the last moment. I felt myself getting more angry at her here she comes barging in sits on my couch and then starts critiquing me on my fashion.
“magic? What magic?” I said while remembering the time in the hospital with that man when he stopped all my movements completely.
“ugh do you ever shut up you’re given me a headache goddamn it I know what kid of training you need !” she flick up her hand and out of nowhere a pencil flew up into the air and then suddenly flew at my head .I quickly dodged it before it hit me, and when I looked back half the pencil was imbedded deep in the wall.
“H-HOLY SHIT!! Jesus lady you trying to kill me. for fucks sake how the fuck did you do that” I screamed
“like I said with MAGIC retard you know for someone who’s race is the strongest there is you sure don’t know shit”

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