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The MILF next door pt. 1
My relationship with my neighbors started when I was ten. Their two sons, Chris who was 8 and Ben who was 6, had lost their dog and I graciously offered to help them look. We were able to locate the dog, buddy as he was named, and quickly made friends with my neighbors. The mother, Karen Taylor, and father, Jonathan Taylor had personally thanked me for my help. So, for the next 5 years I frequently went over to their house, played and video games, football and just hung out with my two friends. In these 5 years I had started to notice Mrs.Taylor. A light brunette, 5’6” maybe 110lbs with amazing curves and beautiful natural d cup tits. By the time I was 15 I had jacked off many times to the thought of getting the chance to fuck Mrs. Taylor or Karen that she insisted I call. her thought I was never comfortable with it and stuck with Mrs.
the summer of my 15th birthday was a long and boring one with almost nothing to do. Karen had gone on a business trip while the rest of their family and other friends had all gone on vacation. I found it curious that the Taylor’s would leave on vacation while Mrs. Taylor was on business but I still found myself having the responsibility of collecting their mail and feeding their cats. I was given complete access to their house and had hours of privacy, most of it wasted watching TV or playing video games. But I also spent time looking at porn on their computer and sometimes jacking off in Mrs. Taylors. bedroom, giving me a more realistic view of my fantasies. On the last week of my job of taking care of the neighbors house, I was in the bedroom, completely naked and going crazy on my 7 inch cock, I was in no mood to stop. It was then that I heard the front door and I immediately sat up, I was in shock, someone was coming and I had no where to go. I heard footsteps on the stairs and approach closer to the closed door that separated my naked body from them. I couldn’t move, I was doomed and I knew and i was sat there, staring at door. Suddenly the doorknob started to turn, slowly. This was it, I was caught and there was nothing i could do about it. The door opened and there stood Mrs. Taylor, in her business suit, obviously home early since she was expected to be home after Mr. Taylor and the kids came back. It only took her a second to adjust to what she was seeing and she just asked calmly but very sternly
“what the fuck do you think you’re doing”
I stammered “uh, I’m so sorry, I…I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry, I..uh” and grabbed my clothes and started to leave
“stop’ she said
I obeyed, there I stood covering myself with my loose clothes the best I could.
“drop them’ she commanded
Once again I was helpless to resist, revealing my cock to her, I was way too scared to even think differently
She then took a step forward, “I haven’t been fucked in weeks” she said
“I, uh…” I started to say but she cut me off
“sit down’ she ordered, and I did. Still hard as a rock and unable to go down, even with my fears.
She then started to walk towards me, unbuttoning her jacket as she did and threw it to the ground.
I stared at her with my eyes still wide with fear and confusion.
She suddenly dropped to her knees, took my cock in her hand and started to stroke slowly.
I still didn’t know what to do, there was this beautiful MILF giving me a hand job but I had no idea what was going on.
“Your cock is bigger than my husbands” she said, “I’m going to enjoy riding it hard”
She then took my cock into her mouth, and i was in heaven.
My head leaned back and my eyes rolled into my head and I let out a loud groan.
Her tongue swirled and swooped around my cock, while she bobbed her head and started to unbutton her blouse.
She was just in a skirt and bra now, still going at my cock. I instinctively grabbed her head, running my fingers through her hair while my cock was pleasured.
once her blouse was off her hands went to work on my balls, massaging them while she deepthroted my entire cock, not hesitating a second..
I then felt myself approaching orgasm. “fuck, I’m going to cum” I I moaned
She continued to deepthroat, slowing down and letting her tongue work it’s magic.
my cock twitched and shot load after load into her throat. She stopped bobbing to swallow it all, licking her her lips when she was done.
I fell back onto the bed, worn out from the most powerful orgasm I’ve ever had.
“Oh, you’re not down yet” she laughed, unhooking and unbuttoning her skirt and as she did. I just watched her as she pulled her skirt and panties down, my mouth was watering with thirst for her. Her pussy was beautiful, completely shaved, tight, and ready for the taking. She climbed up on the bed, She got on her knees above me, grabbed my cock and directed it towards her sweet pussy.
She unhooked her bra and there she was. Naked and riding my cock, my dream come true.
It’s only then that I really realized what was going on and finally took my role. I grabbed her waist and helped her ride my cock, up and down.
all the while shoving my cock into her as I pulled her down.
“fuck…fuck…fuck” she moaned every time I plowed into her tight pussy.
“Ah, yes, Fuck me! Fuck my tight little pussy! Ah, god, Yes!!” She screamed out.
She then leaned down to kiss me, our tongues intertwined while I fucked her.
We made out while we fucked for almost an hour until finally, I was ready to cum again.
She had already climaxed twice already and I could tell she was coming again.
Then, as if we were connected, we both came.
I shoved my cock into her as her pussy milked all the cum out of my cock.
I shot even more cum than the first time and almost screamed in pleasure, just as she did.
She then collapsed on top of me, but she was just laughing.
“I haven’t had a fuck like that in years” she said
She slid off my deflating cock and started to lick me clean, swallowing all the left over cum on my cock.
She stroked my soft cock as we both relaxed and calmed ourselves down, but I was already getting hard again.
I had just gotten a blowjob AND a fuck in the last hour but I was still getting it up.
She just smiled and laughed.
“You’re a horny little fella, aren’t ya?” she said.
“Well then, I have a little surprise for you” she said as she got up off the bed and helped me up as well.
She then, took a box from out under the bed and opened it to show a half dozen dildos and and vibrators and some lube, I couldn’t believe I didn’t discover it earlier.
Then, she grabbed the lube and I suddenly realized what she was doing, she was going to let me fuck her ass.
She applied the lube to her ass crack and my now completely hard cock and bent over the the bed.
She waved her finger in the “come here” sort of way and I approached.
“Fuck my ass” she stated
I grabbed her and and guided my cock to her ass hole.
I slowly slid the head of my cock into her ass, stopping once it was then.
I then plunged my entire cock into her ass, hard and quickly.
“Shit!” She screamed out in pain and pleasure
I started to pull back slowly and push back in slowly, increasing my speed as I went.
before I knew it, I was pounding her harder than before, she was holding onto the bed to prevent from moving, slamming into her ass like there was no tomorrow.
“FUCK! FUCK! OH, GOD YES!!! FUCK MY ASS HARD!! FUCK ME!!” She screamed, almost deafening.
Her ass was so tight and since I had cum two times earlier, I was fucking her for hours, with adrenaline keeping me going until finally, one last thrust released my third load of cum.
My legs felt weak, and I felt all my energy was drained.
But I suddenly got another boost of adrenaline, for as I looked back, and just my luck, there stood Mr. Taylor, home early AS WELL, looking like he was going to kill somebody.
TO BE CONTINUED…
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A teen girl is forced to take slave training
A 20 year old girl and 20 year old guy were engaging into foreplay. The girl proceeded to pull out his penis and stroke it till it got hard. As soon as the guy goes to put on the condom his penis starts to go down.
“No problem, I’ll get it back up again” says the girl. So she strokes his penis again until it got rock hard but as soon as he started to put on the condom, he got soft again.
The girl got frustrated and this time give him some head until he got rock hard. But soon as he tried to put the condom on, we went soft again.
“WTF” she says with an agitated voice. “What is wrong with your penis? Why it keep going down?”
“Nothing is wrong with my penis” he says. “Let me try something different this time”
She started to handstroke him again until he got rock hard. He then proceeded to put on the condom and this time he did not go down. Then they had passionate sex for a good hour.
Finally after they finish she said “WOW that was great!” ” So how come the first few times you kept going down but then you manage to get it up?”
“You don’t want to know” says the guy. “Of course I do, it’s okay, you can tell me” says the girl.
So the guy says, “Okay, but don’t take this personal, but I never opened my eyes”
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This is a build and story, story. Not quick stroke, although the sexy is definitely there. This will be a 2 parter, and part 2 is going to be pretty much wall to wall sex 🙂
Dreams can come true in Disney with love
Feminist lawyer learns of family’s secret sex society life.
First story here, my second try at a Cuckold Story.
Gail’s lessons continue. I know this is moving slowly for some of you but you have to keep in mind I’m working the “sceared virgin” angle here. It will heat up soon.
Wrestling Leads to Interesting Interaction
clouds crossed the sky. it was getting darker, and so were the people as I drove further and further into the “ghetto” as they call it. there was no turning back at this point. i pulled a rocawear hoodie over my head to cover up all of my sorceror tattoos and stepped out of my car. I pulled down my pants to show off my belt buckle, which was a the blue power Ranger letting every one know not to fuck with me. I found a place with not many people and posted myself up on the corner. I hid all the work underneath a loose piece ofhte sidewalk and said to myself “time to make some money”. I meant it
time passed, and nobody had come to buy from me. i went to get some coke out of my stash so i could at least get a little high when all of a sudden a minority came around the corner. of course he started talking in bastardized english “GOD DAMN NIGGA WHAT YOU DOIN ON THIS CO’NA” suddenly i got scared. i didnt think this corner belonged to anybody. I politely told him I would leave but he wasn’t having it. i showed him my belt buckle and he scurried away. I knew it would work, and if it didn’t i always had my katana at hand. anywa,y all this commotion had drawn some attention to me and now everyone knew i was a hard ass nigga. people started coming up to me to cop. i had barely made any money when a crackhead came up to me and put a pair of her wet panties in my hand. i took a deep sniff; it was just water. “come back when youve got the real thing” i said and i waved a vial in front of her face just out of her crackhead reach. I didnt even really care because basically i just wnated to make some money today, and i was well on my way to 800 dollars so i could buy aplaystation 3. I called my friend Stan Berklowitz. he didnt want to come to such a dangerous part of town but i told him that there was a dime on the sidewalk and he was here in three minutes. I told him I needed a way to make money faster and he spouted off about eighteen different things in less than a minute. “youre pretty good with money” I said, “but at the end of the day, y’all still a faggot” and i nochalantly jump kicked him in the face knocking his yarmulke into a puddle. he started crying in a weird nasal whine so i shot him in the head about eighteen times. the crackhead came back, scooped up half of his face and started rubbing it all over her pussy. i licked my lips and got a huge boner. “come eat some of my meat pie” she shoved my head down into her crotch. i started licking and licking, but i couldnt get enough. i knocked her to the ground and shoved my tongue so far up her cunt that i could taste her cervix. i felt something weird with my tongue. it was a bag of my work. i pulled out and hit the bitch in the head. “whered you get this shit huh?” she startted crying. “huh? whered you get it at bitch? you want some more?” i pulled out a few grams. “sniff this shit up bitch, if you like this shit so much sniff some more” and i started shoving coke up her nose. she blew it out so i held a gun to her head and watched as she did bag after bag of coke. she couldnt even get anything into her nose after a while so i pulled out a a needle and started shooting coke into random parts of her arms and tits. “bet youre pretty high now, huh bitch?” i took out my dick and knocked her to the pavement. she started shaking pretty bad so i kicked her in the stomach and pulled her skirt over her ass. “damn, you look good enough to eat” i said. i forced my dick into her tight little pussy and started fucking her down into the pavement. her face was scraping back and forth and she started bleeding pretty bad, but at this point i was pretty sure she had overdosed so i dont think she cared too much about her face. i kept fucking her tight little fuckhole until i was about to cum. thats when i saw the flashing blue lights
the cop was alone. he stepped out of his cruiser, came over, turned around, bent over, undid his belt, pulled down his pants, then he pulled down his boxers, then he spread open his butt with both hands and made his starfish wink twice as if to say hello. i knew what to do. i pulled out a jar of mint jjelly i had saved from last christmas and started scooping it up into his ass. my dick slid in effortlessly, emitting a pleasant mint odor that we both enjoyed. all of a sudden my phone rang, and knowing me i had to answer it. I had just barely said hello when i saw a tear hit the pavement. Office Curlytail was crying like the little bitch he was. i handed him a jelly-filled donut to cheer him up, but when he was about to take a bite i punched it into his eyes and handcuffed his hands behind his back. it started raining so i hit him in the head with his nightstick and put him facedown in a pothole. All this time I had been ignoring my phone call and I felt like a total jerk. “heavens to betsy” i exclaimed and i quickly put my phone to my ear, but no one was there. who the fuck cares. i only had one more sale to make and then it was down to Best Buy to get that new PS3.
An hour passed and no one else came. A fat girl drove by in a dodge neon just as I was about to leave, and asked in a hushed voice “Hey, got any meth?” I did in fact have a few shards, but I told her it would be a little bit extra cause I needed the money for a PS3. She was like “I spent all my money on chew and cigs but I think I can pay you another way” and she winked at me. “why don’t you lose some weight before you ever even try to talk to me again. nice knockers though”
she started crying and i felt a little bad so I told her I was just kidding around.
“That’s… that’s not why I’m crying. It’s just that… I want that meth soooooo bad…” She snorted, something that people with no friends do when they laugh or cry. no one likes when people do that and that’s why those people have no friends. Titties McGee’s eyes brightened up when I pulled out the meth I had. “Here’s the deal: I’m gonna close my eyes pretend you’re 140 pounds lighter while you suck my dick, and if you do a good job we can send off together.” I hadn’t even finished the sentence before she turned her Fox Racing hat backwards and wrapped her lips around my dick. “My teachers always said this was the only brain I was good for” I laughed and told her to keep sucking and I called her a cunt too because I’m a mysoginist. She was actually pretty good at it but things were a little dry so I pulled out a picture of Burger King to make her salivate more. She sucked hungrily, slurping and slopping all over my dick and spilling spit everywhere. I’m not a one-minute man usually but her mouth was so slippery and soft that I was about to cum everywhere even though she had just barely started. I opened my eyes and looked at her face so I’d last a little bit longer and that’s when I saw it: a herpes sore. Shit. I pulled out my gun and tried to shoot her in the head but I had already wasted all my bullets on my friend earlier. It was too late anyway because I started cumming like a fountain. One, two, three…. a nineteen-roper! Cum flew everywhere in successive spurts knocking over lamp posts and mailboxes with reckless abandon. Puddles of my juice began to glint in the setting sun as I Was finishing. My realization came back to me and I started yelling at fatass bitch for giving me herpes. She started crying again and I didn’t want to see her pig face get all red and scrunched up again so I told her to wait while I prepared the meth. She pulled out a pipe but I told her I had my own shit. I slipped a little bit of cyanide in the pipe and set up the first hit for her. She took it without asking and started sucking before she even lit it up. i tried to reach in her back pocket to get her wallet but she was so fat that my fingers couldnt pull the pocket out enough to get in. i realized that she was dead anyway so i cut into her back pocket and opened her wallet. it was a torn postcard from Barre, VT and a bunch of pictures of ICP. this dumb bitch didnt even have any money for the meth in the first place.
I was really pissed off at this point, like i couldn’t even control myself. I was just about to go home in a huff when i noticed someone mean mugging at me. he was just sitting across the street making the weirdest faces at mea nd for all i know he had been doing it for like ten minutes. i went over to fight him, with my shirt pulled up over my belt, and i pulled out a Naruto wallscroll to let him know I meant real business. I showed him one little wallscroll and my mom got scared and said “You’re movin’ with your uncle and auntie in bel Air.” I whistled for a cab, and when it came near, The license plate said “fresh” and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cat was rare, But I thought “Nah forget it, yo homes to Bel Air.” I pulled up to the house about seven or eight, and I yelled to the cabby “Yo homes, smell ya later.” Looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air. After staying in Bel Air for a while I got a little bit bored and went back to New York. PS3’s a great system, much better than social interaction in my opinion
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We continue our exploration with an asian girl, Sara.
Jake plays with several shemales
“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.”
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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
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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
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Part 4 recap: Elena enslaves a family of succubi who attempted to capture her and Brock. Leveria tortures her mother before having her executed, and Yavara and Prestira acquire the aid of Drake Titus and his mercenary army of vampires.
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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