Free Sex Stories & Erotic Stories @ SexStory.Biz

True Story

sexy wifes

I would like to hear from you. I share my email with a comic. I hope you like what happened to me as much as I did. I no longer am married to the man in this story. I am a writer now and maybe it all happened for a reason.
Introduction : We were all having a great time then the fun began.
——————————————————————————–
I am a married woman with a wonderful husband. He works hard and provides very well for us. On the weekends we usually have a few friends over and we either watch movies or play cards.
My name is Sharon and I have long blonde hair, blue eyes and I stand at five foot three inches short. I am twenty three and my husband is twenty six. My husband is David and he is six foot two inches tall with a build on him. He works out a lot at work and on his days off. He has sandy dirty blond hair and a goatee.
Now that you have an idea what we look like here is what happened to me. One weekend we had Ted and Elizabeth over the house. We had a few drinks and were up working up a thirst for more. Liz and Ted brought a game over the house. It was a game called Passes up. Passes Up is a game that no one actually can win. You go and roll the dice, then you land on a space and it tells you to pick a card. The cards say different things on them. I hadn’t a clue what was on the cards since this was my first time playing.
David rolled a six and he moves. He picked a card and it said that the person on his right should take a drink and that was me. Then it was Liz’s turn. She rolls a seven and her card said she should take a drink. I thought if we were going to drink anyway this was a fun way to do it.
We were having a blast when all of the sudden David said something about the Beatles. “Oh, I love the Beatles” Elizabeth said standing up singing and shaking. David has the biggest Beatle collection there is. He invited Liz to see the collection in the other room which left Ted and me sitting there alone. I can hear the music level blast through the house as the party kicked up to another level.
Ted just stared at me and asked if we should keep playing and I said “why not” raising my glass. I was already buzzing and slurring my speech. Ted turned his card over and it said to lift up his shirt. He stood up and did what the card said. He was well built also complete with a six pack. He sat back down and I went. My card said to drink a glass of beer without stopping so of course I did. Ted went again and this time it said he should kiss the person on his right. That would have been his wife but she wasn’t here so he reached over and kissed me on the lips. I blushed of course and he asked why. I told him that I felt embarrassed. He asked me “why, was it a bad kiss?” I said ‘No it was good but I feel weird because David is in the next room”. If David wasn’t here would you have liked it more” He asked smiling? I smiled back and said “Maybe” He then reached over and kissed me again and sat back down.
Liz and David came back into the room and joined in the game again. David told me he was getting tired but didn’t want to spoil the fun. Liz volunteered to get him to his feet and walk him to the couch. “He had a bit too much to drink” I said as they walked into the other room. Liz yelled back “We all did” as she tucked him in as I heard the music lower.
Ted reached over again but this time I told him to stop. I walked into the other room only to find Liz sleeping on the chair and David on the couch, both passed out cold. I covered them with blankets and stumbled back inside.
Shall we continue the game” Ted asked with a devilish look? I looked into his eyes and said “what game, we can’t do that again Ted”. He pointed to the board and I laughed out loud and rolled the dice.
It said to wiggle around in a sexy way so I did. Ted laughed, stood up and walked over to me. He then placed his hands on my hips and joined me in a wiggle dance of sorts. I said it was his turn and he pulled me closer and asked if I wanted to feel something good. I had no idea what was coming but was so drunk I just said ok.
Ted sat me in my chair and started massaging my neck and I was melting to his touch.“You like what I’m doing” he asked as his magic fingers played with my shoulders? I shook my head yes. His hands then made there way down to my nipples under my shirt. It felt so good I didn’t stop him.
My hand slid down to his hard on and I did a little playing myself. We both kissed and played as our sexual beings took over. Ted told me I had large breasts. I just blirted out. 36D and there all me”.
I got up fast and dropped to my knees and pulled out his eight inches. I kissed it all over then plunged my lips over his cock. He held my head guiding me up and down his shaft. I stopped and started undressing myself as he watched. He did the same and soon we were both standing there naked. He walks over to me again but this time I had a change of heart and said “we shouldn’t be doing this”. He said “it’s too late and you should just let go, give in to it”. I grabbed his cock again and we threw off the game from the table. He then lifted my in the air and sat me on it and we started kissing hard again. He then laid me down on the table and climbed on top of me and started fucking me. I let out a slight moan as he entered me and slowly pushed my pussy into him then back.
I was in another world, like it wasn’t really me doing this. Then I felt someone’s hands fondling my tits and opened my eyes. It was Liz telling me to relax and enjoy as she tickled my nipples heightening my awareness even more. I started pumping his cock harder and moaning louder. Then David walks in and asks if it felt good and I hesitated but couldn’t stop fully. He gave me a look as if it was ok so I went nuts.
With Liz sucking my nipple and squeezing my tits and David’s cock right next to my mouth, I started sucking him as I was being fucked. Then Liz took over for me because she knew I was ready to cum. “Oh god, Oh God, Oh God” I repeated every time Ted’s cock thrust inside of me. I looked over at David and smiled and he knew I was coming and so was he. Nothing felt as good since. David and I have great sex but it just isn’t like that night was.
I know what you’re thinking. I am a hot dirty girl, right? I may be hot but it was just the passion of the night that got to me. Ill bet just reading about what happened to me made you hard or wet, am I right? I don’t mind really. Use you fingers or hand again. I know you stopped reading my story for a few rubs. It’s ok. Use me if you have to. Close your eyes and just let it go, and think of me. I’m thinking of you. That’s right faster baby, faster. Come on baby do it for me.
Are you finished? Now you know a tenth of what I felt that night. Have a great sleep tonight and we shall meet again. I am author Shadow Lynn Parker and this is just one of many stories I share with the world. There all real.

Read 102642 times |
Rated 75.5 % |
(293 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Nightside
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

Verry Incestous Relations 4

Cindy’s twin teenage sons dedicate themselves to seducing their gorgeous mother, her breathtaking sister and their luciously ripe bodied cousin with randy results

Fantasy

room mate caught me naked

kitty shares her flat with three other people, holly, conner and sexy Carl. after her room mates go out to a party she finds herself taking a bath little did she know that Carl came home erly.

Sex Joke

read this or u will die uuuum… eventualy

A lady named Cindy works at a tickle me elmo factory, one day her boss hears she is majorly behind schedule and the toys are piling up the side of the conveyer belt. He decides to personaly handle it. He gos to that part of the building and sure enough there Cindy is, inbetween mountians of tickle me elmos. He noticed she was glueing two cotton balls to the upper thigh of it. The boss walks over to her and says “I told u to give all of them two test tickles.
A child and his father are out in the garden one day and the kid asks his dad is that a mommy longleg under that daddy longleg? The dad says ” no son, there are no mommy longlegs.” The father feels proud at his sons intuitiveness, until his son smashes them and says”we’ll have non of that gay shit around here”.

Read 17082 times |
Rated 48.5 % |
(196 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Vegekae
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

My Amazing Step Sister Ashleigh

This this my first story, so please comment and rate! Feel free to PM me to let me know if I should work on a second part and edit some things to make it better.
__________________________________________
Hi, I’m Noah, I am 14 and quite inexperienced in sexual relations. With my dark brown eyes, short black hair, I’m about 5’ 4”, I’m not the worst pick there is. I’m not totally buff either but I’m at least within standards. I have a nice six pack and build and all but the best muscle on me is my 7 inch dick.  All of that is nothing compared to my older step sister, Ashleigh. She’s 16, is about 5’6”, with hazel eyes, and dirty blonde hair.  She looks like she’s got C cup breasts and she has a nice ass that jiggles and sways firmly when she walks around the house. I know it isn’t right to pay attention to her like that and I usually don’t, or at least I try not to since she’s my sister. Shes just so fucking gorgeous!
It began one evening after I’d eaten a late lynch. I was doing my science homework. What fuckin teacher gives homework on the last week of school!? Anyway, I thought she might be able to help me since she’s in a higher grader and stuff. It wasn’t hard, I was just too lazy and didn’t feel like getting my calculator out either for the formula math. Plus, I’d get the chance to be around her and maybe catch a glimpse of her cleavage if she leaned over. As I was walking out of my room I thought I’d try fake dropping my pencil across the room so she’d bend over and pick it up for me. I walked to her room down the hall but the door was closed. She probably didn’t want me to just waltz in there without knocking, but the TV was on so she wouldn’t even hear me so I just opened the door and walked in.  She didn’t like when I did things like this which is why we never got along like best friends like some other siblings do, but we were still okay with each other.
I saw no one was in there but here laptop was turned on on her desk. I decided I to see what she was doing on her there and wait until she came back from wherever she was. When I saw the screen I almost shat bricks, it was porn! I know that shouldn’t be abnormal to me since I watched porn everyday and jacked off once or twice too, but this was porn on Ashleigh’s laptop, not mine! I never thought she’d be the type of girl so mature, sophisticated and all to be watching this stuff. I was definitely turned on to know my step sister had a dirty mind of her own! 
I then on sat at her chair and started searching for videos to watch and jack off to. I was so horny now I’d forgotten I was within my sister’s domain and shouldn’t be doing that in there but I didn’t really give at the moment. After a few strokes I heard the shower turn off in her bathroom connected to her room. I couldn’t believe I didn’t notice she was in there when I first walked in and she was bound to come out any minute now  and see me jacking off to porn on her laptop….not a good place for me to be in.
In a panic I started shuffling my pants to pull and button them and I accidentally dropped her laptop! “Fuck”, I muttered. When I had my pants on good enough I picked up the laptop and quickly checked for any damage, there wasn’t any so I placed  it back on the desk in the same  position it was in when I had got there. As soon as I stood back up I saw Ashleigh fully clothed in the doorway looking at me with a scared expression in her eyes. She rushed over to  the desk and shut her laptop.
 “Noah, what are you doing  in here? The door was closed because I was taking a shower”, she exclaimed.
I stammered, “I needed some help with my science and I was just wondering if you’d help me Ash.”
“Yes, fine, but don’t come in without knocking or wait til I come back in next time.” I saw her glance at her laptop with a worried face, hoping I hadn’t seen what she was doing with it.
She took my hand and walked me out of her room. Before she turned around to close it her eyes flicked down and caught my hard dick bulging in my pants. I thought I saw her give a naughty smile as she turned away to close the door but I wasn’t sure. I was just glad I hadn’t been caught masturbating to her porn and that she wasn’t too mad at me.
While she was helping me with my work I couldn’t keep my dick under control. It was pitching a major tent as I was sitting at my desk. As I had hoped, Ashleigh had to lean over since I didn’t have another chair for her. She was wearing a blue tank top with a white bra underneath and I kept getting peeks at her cleavage. I loved whenever she’d write something I wasn’t paying attention to and her breasts would moved slightly with her soft, smooth skin. I wasn’t sure if she’d caught me looking but out of my trance I heard  her say, “Noah, are you paying attention?” I quickly looked at her and nodded my head. Then she remarked, “I meant to the lesson” with a smile while looking in my eyes. I didn’t say anything back out of fear that she’d caught me staring at her. I wasn’t gonna dare try that pencil idea I had earlier after everything that had already happened. It was then that I noticed my hard on was opening my zipper since I didn’t get to completely close it while I was pulling up my pants in her room. I quickly took my hands off my desk and covered my crotch. She took a look at my lap from the corner of her eye and smiled again. I saw her nipples were starting to get hard through the fabric and my dick made a sharp twitch in my pants. 
Ashleigh said “See it’s really easy to do but I’m not going to do all of it for you” and started to leave. When she got to my door she turned around, looked at me and said “Although it was fun, uh, helping you get a strong, hard start.” I heard her giggle a bit when she was out of sight.
What was that supposed to mean? Did she notice me staring at her? Did she know I had a hard on because of her and enjoy giving me one? Whatever it was I needed release and fast. 
As soon as I heard her door close I busted of our my pants and started beating off slowly to the thought of my sister wanting to turn me on. I was sitting on my bed and when I lifted my head in ecstasy to blow saying, ” Oh God Ash” and I saw Ashleigh standing at my door watching me. I was about to pass out from my massive orgasm and her scaring me shitless like that didn’t help. I wondered if she had heard me say her name when I started cumming but I was already streaming my load shot by shot out onto the floor. She stammered  “I-I think forgot my pencil in here and I came to get it back. I accidentally walked in- oh Noah I’m sorry .” She hurried in my room and looked for her pencil which had must have fallen on the floor when she left because a string of cum had landed across her pencil.
When she found it she bent over to pick it up while staring at my dick in my hand. She picked it up with her thumb and middle finger and as it came off the ground I must have imagined it because I think I  saw her quickly swipe up a bit my man juice off the floor with her index finger. She started to lean more towards the floor as of she wanted to lick it up but she hesitated, stood up with her hands behind her back, and backed up to the door. Ogling my dick she said “Again, I’m really sorry Noah. I didn’t mean to catch you but I didn’t want to interrupt your ‘fun’. Please don’t think bad of me it really was an accident.” With that she turned away and I saw her move her hands up to her face then she stuck her finger in her mouth then flicked the pen with her tongue. That quick sight caused my dick to jump in my hand again and one little rope of cum shot out onto the floor again.
I was just sat there trying to process what had just happened. How long was she watching, why was she staring at my dick the whole she talked to me, was it just me or did she actually taste my cum before she left? I was too baffled by all that had happened to think straight so I  got a washcloth and wiped up my mess from the floor and lied down on my bed. I knew things wouldn’t ever be the same between me andy step sister from now on. It sure wasn’t but I had no idea things would take a turn for the good. 
It was hard to fall asleep with everything that had occurred today so I dozed off pretty late. Late at night I heard someone open my door but I was too groggy to process everything and it all just seemed kinda like a dream. I was facing away from the door and I heard Ashleigh walk in. I knew it was her because she said “I was getting really cold in my room and I wanted to sleep in here so you could ‘warm me up'”.
I didn’t say anything but made some noise and she must’ve take that as a yes because she closed the door then took up my covers to slide in my bed behind me. 
I was snoring a bit and she probably thought I was still deep asleep because within moments she had her arm reached over me with her hand inside my boxers I sleep in fondling my cock and balls. Like I said, I was too groggy to realize what was really going on and my sister, in my bed, playing with me, was so unreal my mind decided this was just all a dream.
I was starting to get hard in my half sleep as she squeezed and felt all over my junk. “Oh fuck yes, just what I want. Your cum tasted so good earlier I just need to have it again” she purred. She then threw the cover off of us and slowly turned me on my back and crawled in between my legs. I felt her soft skin along my thighs and lower legs, she was naked! My erect cock was standing straight up in attention toward the ceiling. Ashleigh took her right hand and wrapped it around my shaft with a tight grip. She proceeded to move her thumb up and down then slid it along the crease at the crown of my head. Her left hand then cupped my balls which were getting hot with cum boiling up inside them and jiggled them a bit. I heard her whisper “Oh yeah, I want to taste your hard meat and hot  cum. By the way you were heating off to me earlier I know you want me to have it too. Even if you are asleep I can at least give you the best wet dream ever.” 
She then started slowly stroking my entire cock with her tight hand. I moaned a bit and she stopped for a second, smiled and continued at a faster pace. The hand on my balls began softly tugging at the skin and my pubes. My breathing increased and the blood began pumping hard in my dick. Ashleigh then used both hands to stroke me and moved her face closer as I felt her increased breathing on my head. Her twisting hands felt so good I don’t know how I didn’t fully awaken or even bust yet! The hand on the bottom stopped and gripped the base of my cock while the other pumped the rest of my dick furiously, focusing mainly around the head. 
After about 30 seconds of that, her hand released my based and her fingertips traced my tip as she kept pumping. I made some more noises in pleasure as I was about to explode and she went back to two hands with and even tighter grasp. “Oh my God, yes! Please cum now, I’m so thirsty for all of your hot juices” she moaned. Instantly I started shooting my load straight at her face, she was still pumping me so it landed on her chin, hands, arms, and some on my stomach. She was still trying to squeeze the rest of it out after I was spent and licked up her chin, and arms. She took each finger and slowly sucked off the cum then moved up to slurp up all that was on my stomach. “Fucking delicious” she said. 
Ashleigh got out of my bed an started to pull the covers back up but stopped. She leaned over and saw a little last bit of cum that oozed out on my head. I felt her the tip of her tongue slide into it and the her lips encased the head. The feeling of her sucking out what little left I had and help tongue swirling around was fucking marvelous! “That was wonderful” she said softly, “That better be a dream you’ll remember. Next time I think I’ll suck that fine cock while you’re awake.” That was the best feeling ever! But unfortunately since I was still dozing, it would have to be the best wet dream for me.
She pulled my boxers back on, then the covers under my arms. She walked over to my face and planted a few soft kisses on my cheek while squeezing her boob and rubbing herself, then slowly kissed my lips and walked out my room and whispered…. “Sweet dreams” with a smile on her face, licking her lips.
 
Final Note: Comment on how you thought it was and if I should do another part. Let me know what you want in the next story if I should make one.

Read 66336 times |
Rated 92.3 % |
(391 votes)

Vote list (Close) :Todd31
: POSITIVEvaughanie74
: POSITIVEbuddhahotei60
: POSITIVEtrackwide
: POSITIVEjerryr6
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:   

True Story

Yes Master

-I wrote this story because I love to pleasure my master and to be a submissive, I didn’t give the master any gender or anything else because I want everyone who reads it to picture themselves as my master-
I look down at the floor awaiting the sound of your voice my master, awaiting your commands as I feel my dick straining against the fabric of my pants. Finally you speak and I try and hide my smile at your command. Slowly I do as I’m told slipping of my shirt and then my pants leaving only plain black boxers that hardly cover my now painfully erect penis. I see the look of impatience in your eyes and blush badly as I remove my boxers. I am now completely bare, my shaggy brown hair falling in front of my face as my seven inches stand at full attention for your eyes.
Again I hear your voice and bite my lip softly but I don’t hesitate to follow your orders as I kick my abandoned clothing away and sit with my legs spread slowly running my finger tips up and down the shaft of my dick. The teasing feeling and the thought of you watching is making it hard not to moan loudly but I try and stay silent. Your commands come again and again as I slowly squeeze my cock stroking it slow then harder and harder as you say, my free hand cupping and rubbing my balls. The feel of your eyes on me makes every touch feel more intense and I can feel my orgasm coming close.
Then your next command comes and I am eager to obey as I roll onto my front and raise my ass up spreading my legs widely to show you my tiny asshole and wait for your orders. But for a long moment you are silent as I wait silently begging for you to say anything. When your voice comes again my hands follow, spreading my ass cheeks fully one finger slowly rubbing and pressing down on my asshole before slipping in. A low shuddering moan slips from my lips as it enters me and I imagine it’s your finger pumping in and out of me.
My finger moves in and out slowly at first but soon at your command I push another finger in and thrust them deeper and deeper getting faster with each thrust. I moan for my master each time the fingers enter, but again you stop me just before my orgasm hits and force me to remove my fingers. Again your silent as I stay on my knees bent over for your eyes. My asshole begs for attention as my dick throbs badly, my balls sit at the base, puffy and begging to be emptied.
Your voice orders me again and I roll over onto my back spreading my legs widely as you’ve commanded me to. Softly with a knowing smirk you tell me you have a surprise and slowly raise your hand. My cheeks burn red at the sight of the long thick vibrator in your hand, and I blush more as your free hand curls softly telling me to come to you. And I do, slowly I crawl to you on my hands and knees like a slave should approach their master. I watch you carefully as your hand holds the vibrator at it’s base and hold it in front of your own crotch.
I hear your voice again and quickly follow your command pressing my lips to the soft vibrator, slipping my tongue out and against it, soon licking up and down the shaft and swirling my tongue around the tip before spreading my lips and slowly starting to bob my head back and forth taking in more every time. Halfway down I start to gag softly, and then I feel your hand on the back of my head pulling me forward each time shoving down more and more then I can take until my lips are touching your hand and the vibrator is completely down my throat. I can barely breath now and when you remove your hand I drop backward onto my back with my legs dropping to the side leaving me completely open.
Your next command comes and I again follow you though I am barely conscious now, I slowly take the vibrator and rub the tip on my entrance shivering from the feel. In the next moment I thrust it completely inside of me gasping loudly and moaning with each thrust. I moan for my master, begging you to abuse me, to command me, I tell you I’m your pet, your whore, and your toy. Your next command comes and I turn the vibrator on to it’s highest setting, my dick and balls feel ready to explode now but you tell me I’m not allowed to cum.
I’m losing focus but I don’t cum yet, you notice the thrusts aren’t as hard as you want them and your push the vibrator fully inside of me using your foot. The large tool inside me and the maddening vibrations are making me crazy but I listen to you and fight the urge to cum. I’m laying limp now, my legs and arms spread and useless as the vibrator moves and jerks inside me all I can do is look up at you and whimper.
Your foot moves causing the vibrator to move in and out slightly turning inside me and my entire body jerks, I can hear you laughing as you do it again and again. That is when I hear my master tell me to cum, just as you push the vibrator completely inside me again. My balls squeeze up to my dick as it jerks up and down spraying stream after stream of cum out, soon my entire chest is covered and there is still cum slowly draining from my dick. I look up at you as you smirk and tell me I’m a good pet.

Read 9618 times |
Rated 43.8 % |
(16 votes)

Vote list (Close) :

Please rate this text:   

Fiction

The Bradford Family Saga (end)

“Penny for your thoughts,” Marsha said quietly.
“Oh, Hi, honey. Did I wake you?”
Marsha shook her head. “No, I don’t think so. I’ve been watching your face for a
couple of minutes. I think I know what you were dreaming about.” There was a
wicked gleam in her eye. “You were reliving it, weren’t you?”
Carol just smiled.
“God, that was hot! Is it always that way?”
“No. Just at special times, like then. I’ve had three- ways before,” she said
nonchalantly, “but this time was something else.”
“Because it was family?”
Carol looked at her lovely daughter, an image of her younger self, smiled and
kissed her lightly. “Yes,” she said, “because it was family.”
*************************
Mr. and Mrs. Goodman sat on their veranda and listen to the tinkle of laughter
coming over the wall from the Bradford pool area.
“They certainly seem to be enjoying their reunion. That really was a nice party,
wasn’t it, Arnold? They’re such a lovely family.”
“Yes, it was, Mildred. You don’t see that kind of togetherness anymore, not
much, anyway. Makes me wish our kids were more like theirs.”
“You’re right, dear, they do seem to have something special.” Mrs. Goodman
paused, then turned to her husband.
“I wonder what their secret is?”
THE END
********************************************************************************
I hope you have enjoyed The Bradford Family Saga. All feedback is appreciated.
I can be reached @ [email protected].
Look for more of my stories to be published here, including:
The Wilson Family Saga – A multi-family story of a young man’s sexual journey through his family and his friends. Incest and Interracial theme.
The Princess Steps Out – The kidnapping and sexual abuse (?) of the Princess of Wales
by African Freedom fighters. Note: This story was written many years ago before the
world assigned sainthood to the lady in question. So if your an anglophile please
refrain from negative comments; afterall, it’s just fiction. Celebrity and Interracial
themes.
The Group – The Institution for Alternate Living invites individauls who engage in
consentual incess to discuss the who and whys of their lives.
The Amourous Adventures of the Brady Bunch – The adult Bradys gather for a family
reunion … enough said.
Conversations with a Church Lady – Under hypnosis, the wife of a leading church figure
tells a very different story. Interracial theme.
BONUS EXCERPT: “Potion”
“It’s a real aphrodisiac! I’m telling you it’ll work!”
nerdy Walter Newman gushed.
Sneering, Luther Vaughn, a muscular young black man,
grabbed young Walter’s shirt and violently pushed him up
against a sink. They were in the locker room of the boy’s
gym at South Regional High School.
Walter’s thick glasses almost flew off his blotchy nose.
Walter had a bad case of teenage acne, which was one of the
many reasons he was preoccupied with sex. He didn’t have any
real hope of getting laid, not the way he looked.
“There ain’t no such fuckin’ thing, you fuckin’ dweeb!”
Luther screamed in his face, “And besides, you brainy mother-
fuckin’ jackass, I didn’t pay you to make no bullshit
aphrodisiac, I paid you to make knock-out drops; a good
Mickey Finn! You’re really pissin’ me off, Newman!” He
pushed the young man away in disgust.
“But Luther,” Walter whined, “I can always make knock-
out drops, but this is for real!” He held up a flask of
clear liquid and an audio cassette and rushed on.
“Look, this is a very strong muscle relaxant and
tranquilizer. Give a girl a couple of drops of this and she
becomes very suseptible to suggestion.” He held up the tape.
“Subliminal, hynotic suggestion hidden behind soothing
beach sounds! It’s foolproof! She’ll be begging to fuck her
and afterwards she won’t remember a thing!
“Com’on, Luther, let’s try it!”
Walter jumped when Luther grabbed the vial and tape and
threw them in a refuse can. Surprisingly, the vial didn’t
break.
“Fuck your mumbo-jumbo, asshole!” the black teenager
sneered. “I don’t have problem one gettin’ pussy; black,
brown or white! And for a smart motherfucker you got shit
for brains! Even if that stuff worked, which it don’t; you
think chicks are gonna drink that shit and listen to some
dumbass tape just so a fuckin’ nerd like you can get into
their pants? NOT!”
He grabbed Walter’s shirt again and pushed the smaller
boy towards the locker room door.
“Now get the fuck back to the lab and get to work makin’
my knock-out drops, or I’ll break every motherfuckin’ bone in
your body.”
The door closed nosily behind them but Johnny Wilson
could still hear Luther berate Walter as they walked down the
hall. The fifteen year old peeked around the corner of the
lockers and made sure the coast was clear. The last thing he
wanted was a confrontation with Luther Vaughn. He was bad
news. A broken sneaker lace had held him up after class
making him an unseen witness to Luther and Walter’s crazy
conversation.
An aphrodiaiac! Boy, Johnny thought, Luther’s right,
Walter’s out of his lovin’ mind! That kind of stuff was out
of x-rated science fiction, or Walter’s wishful imagination.
Johnny knew there were two schools of thought concerning
Walter Newman. The first was, he’s was a boy genius and will
win the Nobel for chemistry before he’s twenty-one. The
second was, he’s a dipshit who’s gonna blow himself (and
probably the school, too) to fuckin’ smithereens.
Johnny picked up the vial and tape from the refuse bin
and cautiously looked them over. On impulse, he put the vial
in his pocket, then pulled out his Walkman and slid the tape
in and, holding the headset away from his ears, gingerly
listened. All he could hear was soothing surf sounds. He
waited a moment. If there were secret messages hidden in the
tape he hadn’t heard them. He shook his head but put the
tape in his rutsack and ran off to the lab. He was already
late.
“You’re late, John!” Mrs. Tarr said testily when he
entered the lab. “Are you trying to add to your detention?
If you are you’ve come to the right place.”
Mrs. Tarr was the one of the chemistry teachers and up
to now John thought she was kind of nice, and not bad looking
for an old woman; she was about his mother’s age, but he
hadn’t realized she had a wicked tongue.
“Eh, sorry, Mrs. Tarr. I broke a shoelace and had to
get another.”
Two girls in the corner giggled. Johnny blushed with
embarassment.
Mrs. Tarr made a face and shook her head. “If you two
are finished,” she said to the girls, “take off, and you,
John, get to work. This lab’s a mess and I want it spotless.
Maybe this will teach you that spitballs in the cafeteria
will not be tolerated.”
“Yes, ma’am,” Johnny replied.
The two girls giggled loudly as they left and Johnny’s
face burned even brighter. Grudgingly, he went to the sink,
ran water, then went around picking up dirty test-tubes and
beakers.
“When you have those things soaking, get me a cola from
the lab refrigerator,” Mrs. Tarr commanded.
“Yes, ma’am.”
Johnny was rapidly revising his opinion of the chemistry
teacher, but as he took a bottle of cola from the
refrigerator a sudden brainstorm hit him. Why not? he asked
himself. It had to be tested. Not that it was really going
to work, but if it did wouldn’t that put this bad-mouth bitch
in her place. Quickly he took the vial from his pocket,
opened the cola and put two drops of Walter’s potion into the
dark liquid.
John grabbed a clean glass, put ice in it and was
pouring cola into it when Mrs. Tarr asked what was keeping
him. She took the glass and thanked him, rather reluctantly
John thought.
He smiled at her as she took a deep drink.
“Is there something you want, John?” she asked.
Johnny smiled. “I’d appreciate it if you’d listen to
this tape. The background is suppose to help you
consentrate more. I thought it could help me with my
homework and stuff,” he said offering his Walkman to her. “I
just want your opinion.”
Mrs. Tarr put the headphones on and said, “Only for a
moment; I’m busy. Besides, these things are usually a rip
off.”
“Thanks,” Johnny said and poured more cola into her
glass. Absently, she took another sip as she listened to the
soothing sounds of the seashore. A few moments later she pulled
the headset off and shrugged her shoulders.
“Well, it doesn’t do anything for me, but you can never
tell, it may help you to concentrate. Give it a try.”
The distain in her voice told Johnny that Walters’
bullshit aphrodisiac was just that: Bullshit! She had drank
the potion and listened to the tape. Nothing! Nada! Zip!
Johnny mumbled his thanks and went back to the sink and
started cleaning the dirty beakers again. He felt pretty
foolish. He wanted to throw the vial away but his hands were
wet. He’d wait until he was finished and then chuck the shit.
Leroy was right!
A moment later he froze as a hand reached around and
cupped his cock and balls.
“Hi, big boy,” a husky voice whispered hotly in his ear,
Wanna fuck?”
Johnny’s mouth gaped and his eyes bugged. His chest
tighten and his head started pounding. Mrs. Tarr’s tits
rubbed senuously over his shoulder blades
****************************************************************8

Read 17421 times |
Rated 91.7 % |
(36 votes)

Vote list (Close) :pajarojkl
: POSITIVE

Please rate this text:  Â