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My Teen Love Triangle Part 1 (Pilot)

This is a pilot story which I hope so expand on if readers like it. It contains a lot less sex scenes in it compared to other stories and I’m very aware it might not be what people want. Should I include more or keep this the way it is? I’d love to hear some feedback on the story.

Naked in the night

It had been a hot day. Even now in the evening the temperature had dropped only a little.
A slight breeze ruffled the curtains at the open window as Yvonne and Rob prepared for bed.
Yvonne, just out of the shower, had the slightest hint of lightly perfumed soap about her fresh, smooth skin.
She slipped her tiny nightie over her shoulders, letting the delicate, pale pink, semi-see through garment fall lightly over her body.
Making a bow of the ribbon tie at the front of the nightie, she next pulled a pair of very brief, matching pink panties up over her slender legs.
Rob looked at his wife, the beautiful little nightie showing a good amount of Yvonne’s small, white breasts temptingly visible courtesy of the way that she’d only loosely tied the front of the nightie together.
His eye roamed down to the tiny panties that his wife wore, then down her so sexy legs.
His cock swelled and swung out before him.
He glanced at the window with the curtains still wide open. He thrilled at the thought that anyone looking from outside, would be able to see his lovely, sexy wife as she moved about the room.
A notion came to his mind, and giving Yvonne a cuddle and a kiss, he suggested that they go outside for a while.
Rob slipped on a shirt and pulled on his pants but when his wife looked to put something more modest on, he told her to go as she was.
Opening the door, they stepped from their holiday apartment.
Glancing at the neighbouring units, Rob noted many open windows and doors as the occupants tried to find some cooling air. Some windows were lit by the lights inside. The sound of a TV in one house competing with soft musical strains from another. Now and then the sound of voices and laughter could be heard from one of the many lit windows nearby.
Immediately in front of the apartment, Rob and Yvonne were in shadow. It would be unlikely that they could be seen if anyone should be outside and looking about. Once away from that protective shadow though, they would be in the open with just a few bushes dotted about the small patch of lawn, and a nearby streetlamp throwing its light on the general area.
Rob took his wife’s hand and went to lead her forward.
Yvonne pulled back and giggled as she exclaimed that she couldn’t go out dressed as she was.
Rob persisted in his attempt to lead her out into the open, telling her that she looked beautiful and sexy.
“But what would anyone think if I should be seen,” she exclaimed.
“They’d think that you were a fabulous little sex pot,” her husband laughed. “Besides,” he added, “no one here knows us anyway.”
Yvonne laughed happily, enjoying the thought that she should be described as a fabulous little sex pot.
It was true for both of them that they always felt more inclined to be sexually adventurous when away from home on holidays. At such times any immoral act would be unlikely to find its way back home to be a subject for gossip.
Rob pulled gently on his wife’s hand, and this time Yvonne let herself be led out of the shadow and onto the lawn at the front of the unit.
“Oh my God,” she giggled, “I hope that no one is going to see me dressed like this.”
Yvonne allowed herself to be led right to the front of the lawn, adjacent to the pavement.
“Oh, what would anyone think of me,” she again exclaimed in her excitement.
This time her husband answered much more explicitly. “They’d think that you were a dirty little slut,” he said.
Yvonne giggled and agreed that they really would think that of her.
Rob held his wife and kissed her lovingly, letting his hands roam over her breasts and down onto her cunt.
His hand slipped down the front of her panties, over the closely cropped pubic hair. He found the wet slipperiness of her cunt, and, knowing that his wife’s cunt always became so wet and slippery whenever she was sexually excited, he knew that she was now ready to be led further in this sexy game.
Yvonne nervously glanced about her, ready to flee back indoors should anyone appear.
Her husband too, glanced about and then tugged the ribbon tie of his wife’s sexy little garment so that it came undone and the front of the little nightie fell open, fully revealing Yvonne’s breasts.
Yvonne gave a little squeal of surprise as she clutched at her nightie. Rob took her hands and moved them to her sides, letting the nightie fall open showing her nakedness underneath.
Yvonne pretended to be flustered and embarrassed, but in truth she was greatly excited at being even more exposed in this public place.
“Who’s this dirty little whore showing herself off in public,” her husband teasingly laughed as he led her onto the actual pavement and walked her up and down.
Yvonne giggled and felt a trickle of juice run down the inside of her thigh.
“What a dirty little harlot,” her husband continued mockingly. “Perhaps she’ll take her panties off next, and show her cunt to everyone.”
With this, Rob hooked his fingers in the waistband of his wife’s panties and made to slide them down over her hips.
“Oh darling! I can’t!” Yvonne exclaimed, giggling merrily and clutching at her panties.
“C’mon, you know you really want to be a dirty little whore,” her husband urged.
Yvonne held onto her panties for just a moment, then, her body filled with surging lust, she let her hands fall away and her husband quickly slid her tiny, pink panties down over her legs.
The very short hemline of the nightie, trimmed with delicate lace depicting little pink hearts in a white lace surround, came to just on a line with Yvonne’s hips. Now the lower half of her ass cheeks could be seen, while at the front she was totally naked from her feet to her exposed cunt, up over her firm belly, right up between the gaping front of her nightie to her exposed breasts.
“What a filthy little slut you are,” her husband said in such an admiring and appreciative tone.
Yvonne had long ago found out that males were not all of the romanic type that she’d read of in trashy novels while still a schoolgirl.
Her explorations on the internet had soon opened her eyes to the fact that many men had great admiration for women who flirted with immorality and perverted sexual games.
She’d been amazed at, and had taken quite some time to understand the fact that some men had a great desire to degrade and defile the one that they loved so dearly.
Yvonne had come to realize that her husband was one of that latter type, and she had rapidly come to realize that it suited her own sexuality to be exactly the sort of woman that he desired her to be.
For Rob’s part, if he had loved his wife so dearly when they had first married, he now loved her so much more that she played the game and let him defile her purity and chastity. The fact too, that Yvonne outwardly appeared so modest and decent, added a delicious wickedness to the times when he pushed her towards acting like a whore and a slut.
The sounds from the surrounding houses and holiday apartments continued to drift on the still night air.
Their holiday unit was just fifty yards or so from the beach road,where an occasional car cruised by.
The sound of waves on the wide, sandy beach made a pleasantly relaxing background just audible when one listened for it.
Another car could be heard slowly driving on the beach road. Suddenly, unexpectedly, the car slowed at the corner and began to swing into the road in which our two lovers stood.
Yvonne gasped and could do nothing more that clutch at her husband and try to conceal herself behind him.
The car came by them and began to accelerate along the road, the driver apparently not having noticed them as he’d followed the beam of the car’s headlights which had illuminated the far side of the road.
Yvonne laughed and relaxed once more, the nervous panic that had suddenly gripped her dissipating as rapidly as it had come.
Rob was filled with very different emotions – emotions of increasing lust and excitement. He now had his eyes firmly studying a semi-darkened doorway at the front of one of the houses opposite.
The reason for this great interest being that as the passing car had turned the corner, its headlights had briefly swept across the far side of the street. In that brief glow of brilliance which had lit the buildings, Rob had noticed two men standing in a doorway, and very definitely looking directly across the road to where he and Yvonne were standing.
Rob, taking his wife’s hand, led her from the pavement out onto the road.
Yvonne, still believing they were unobserved, sexily and laughingly allowed herself to be led.
Across the road to the far gutter they progressed. You could say that Yvonne was not only physically heading towards the gutter, but figuratively speaking, was morally heading towards the gutter as well.
The couple stepped from the road to the far pavement. Yvonne was so busy nervously glancing to left and right, that she still had not seen the shadowy figures watching from their dark vantage point.
Now Yvonne was no more that fifteen yards from the two men.
Rob stood slightly behind his wife and eased the sides of her unfastened nightie well open so as to fully display her naked body to the men. He cupped his wife’s small breasts to highlight them, then slid his hands down his wife’s body and stroked the insides of her thighs before fondling her cunt.
The two men had in fact been watching Rob and Yvonne from the very first moment that they had appeared outside their unit. The men had been sitting on their doorstep enjoying the night air rather than the warm stuffiness inside the house. They had seen the couple appear, and had looked admiringly at Yvonne in her very brief and sexy little nightie.
The men had seen Yvonne’s slight reluctance to venture out into the open. They’d thrilled when they saw the man undo the front of the woman’s nightie and expose her breasts, and when they saw the man take the woman’s panties down, they’d both immediately risen to their feet to obtain the very best view and to stroke their hardening cocks.
The men had thought to conceal themselves when they’d seen the couple approaching across the road towards them. They’d been certain that if their presence was detected by either of the couple, then the woman at least would flee back across the street, and that would be the end to this very sexy display that the men were so enjoying.
It was incredible that the couple, rather than go straight across the street, were moving at a slight angle as if they were intent on ending up right before where the men stood. It slowly came upon the men’s understanding that, in actual fact, the guy who was intent on leading the woman in their direction, seemed to be looking at them. Had he seen them? Was he in fact showing the woman off to them? It became more and more apparent that he actually was.
Once the couple stood out on the pavement before the men’s house, and the man began fully displaying the slut’s body to them, there could be no further doubt. The thing was though, that the woman still appeared to be completely oblivious to the fact that she was being exhibited.
Both men now had their substantial cocks out and were slowly stroking them as they lustfully viewed the lovely slut who was being so lewdly and wonderfully displayed.
Rob now grasped his wife’s arms just a little more firmly as he stood behind her.
“Look straight ahead darling,” he whispered.
Yvonne, smiling and thinking that this was some further game, let her gaze look dreamily forward.
“Look at the doorway,” her husband was telling her at the very moment that her gaze encountered the two men standing there.
Yvonne gave a little shriek and her automatic reaction was to flee back to their apartment. This action was thwarted by her husband’s firm grip.
Yvonne half struggled, her eyes fastened upon the two men.
A part of her mind told her to flee, this was the part conditioned by her chaste upbringing – but the other part of her mind was taking in the gorgeous, big, hard cocks that the men were stroking. This part of her mind told her that she would soon be touching and licking and sucking those wonderful cocks, that they would soon be filling her body as they fucked her. She stopped struggling and stood looking, shamefully aware that her nakedness was fully exposed to the men’s view.
Yvonne felt her husband’s gentle forward pressure behind her. She took a step forward. Then another as her husband, still holding her firmly, pressed forth.
Closer to the men – just a matter of nine or ten yards.
Yvonne felt her husband easing her nightie, which was concealing very little anyway, off her shoulders. It fell to the ground. She was naked.
Yvonne lowered her gaze in shameful embarrassment as her husband led her right up to the men.
Her gaze, while unable to look into the men’s faces, was now directed towards their magnificent hard cocks. She lusted for them. She wanted them. She couldn’t wait to be fucked and to suck those gorgeous, gorgeous cocks.
Her mind was in a whirl. She heard her husband offering her to the men. She was now being mauled, touched, fondled, her most intimate places being explored.
Yvonne’s head was still lowered in embarrassment. Those gorgeous, hard cocks kept brushing against her thighs. She longed for them. She couldn’t wait any longer. Should she touch them? Should she fondle them as the men were fondling her? Would she look a slut if she touched them? She didn’t care, her hands lightly took a cock in each. They felt so good, so hard, so lovely. She squatted down and moved her mouth to the hard, round, swollen head of one of the cocks. She pressed her slightly parted lips onto the end, then pressing forward, eased her mouth slowly over its superbly solid length.
“Fuck! The slut’s definitely ready for it,” she heard one of the guys say.
She felt her head being firmly held and her mouth being fucked by that wonderful, hard cock slipping between her lips and sliding right to the back of her throat.
“Let’s get the slut into the bedroom,” a different voice said, and she was pulled off the cock and taken into the darkened house.
The men led the way to the bedroom.
Yvonne now felt a fresh bout of embarrassment as the electric light came on and she was thoroughly surveyed by the men.
“Fuck! You’re lovely,” one of the men told her.
Yvonne raised her eyes to his face and smiled sweetly.
Around and around, turned this way and that. Yvonne was studied, touched explored. Her legs, thighs, belly, breasts, arms, neck and head – nothing escaped attention. She was turned, bent over, made to squat, stood up again with legs apart, then with one leg up on the bed, her pussy felt and fingered, her breasts pushed this way and that. She felt like an animal at the livestock market being inspected prior to sale, all of which made Yvonne more and more embarrassed but more and more lustfully excited.
In reality the inspection lasted no more than a minute before Yvonne was made to kneel on all fours and she felt hands gripping her hips and a cock gliding easily up into her slippery pussy.
“Ah! What a fabulous cunt,” she heard the guy groan lustfully as his cock sunk its full length into her pussy.
At the same time the other guy had positioned himself before her, and taking a firm grip of her head, his cock slipped into her eager mouth.
Pushing her tongue just slightly forward so that it covered her lower teeth, and keeping her mouth just slightly opened so that her upper lip was pressed back over her upper teeth, Yvonne worked with tongue and lips, sucking her cheeks in to form a soft, fuckable pout with her mouth.
She sucked and sucked, pressing her head forward each time the guy pressed his cock forward so that the cock slid in right to the back of her throat.
Regulating her breath so that she held it each time the cock probed the entrance to her throat, Yvonne was able to stay from gagging, and soon had the guy moaning and panting as his cock and balls came to the point of pouring forth his semen into her mouth.
“Oooorrrrr fuuuuuuck,” the guy groaned in an absolute ecstasy of lust as he pulled his cock from Yvonne’s mouth so as not to cum too soon.
“Fuck! What a fabulous fucking cock sucker,” he groaned. “I’ve never known anything like it before.”
He rested a moment to regain his composure, and then once more began to fuck Yvonne’s mouth.
It only took a minute and once more he was moaning and groaning as his balls felt about to pump his cum out with such velocity that it would have surely drowned the slut.
Again he pulled away before he reached the point of pumping his cum forth.
Yvonne looked up at him during each of these pauses. She was panting with lust as she thrilled to the gorgeous, big, hard cock that was plunging in and out of her now sloppy pussy. The cock slurped in and out making obscene sounds as it slid through the slippery mucus which was literally dribbling from Yvonne’s vagina.
She panted and made soft moaning noises of delight at the fabulous treatment she was receiving.
She held her mouth open, licking her lips and wanting the cock to come back to continue her mouth fucking.
“Are you ready,” she asked in a soft, sweet, and sexy voice as she looked up at the guy before her.
“Fuck! You’re a real fucking nympho aren’t you,” the guy exclaimed as he slowly regained enough composure to once more enter her eagerly awaiting mouth.
Yvonne sucked his cock into her mouth, sucking and using her tongue to full effect on the underside of the fabulous thick penis.
Surely I’m not really a nympho, she thought to herself as she lovingly sucked at the cock.
She considered how sometimes, on rare occasions, her husband and her went for two or three days without fucking – that’s not like being a nympho she thought to herself.
Admittedly she did masturbate a lot, usually not more than once or twice a day though. She quickly let these thoughts drift from her mind as she lusted and fucked with the two men.
What delight Yvonne felt as the big, hard cock slid relentlessly in and out, in and out of her pussy. It was longer and thicker than her husband’s and she really appreciated the extra size, feeling it stretching her so that she felt wonderfully filled by the cock, and with the head of that cock that she so adored, just now and again pressing lightly against the wall of her uterus deep, deep within her as it all but bottomed out in her lusting, dribbling, and so receptive pussy. At the same time she had the lustful delight of being continually face fucked by the second of those two magnificent cocks that were so beautifully abusing her body.
Yvonne rocked back and forth, continually shoved this way and that by the huge, hard cocks that continued on and on fucking and fucking her pussy and mouth. The men’s hands kept mauling her naked body, feeling her breasts, feeling her pussy, sliding over her soft, smooth skin to explore every part of her.
Lust filled her mind and her body. She listened to the men panting and grunting as they lusted over and in her. This was no more than crude, debauched, lustful, sex with the two men satisfying their animal desires to dominate and to fuck. Yvonne herself was in a delirium of corrupt, wanton indulgence of her excessive sexual appetite.
Just half an hour earlier, Yvonne had never laid eyes on these men. She knew not their names nor anything about them. She had barely even glimpsed their faces and yet here they were fucking and fucking and fucking her – and she wanted it, she cared not what or who they were, she just craved for their gorgeous cocks to keep fucking and abusing her for ever.
The two guys swapped position and Yvonne next had the guy’s cock all covered with her pussy slime entering her mouth. She sucked it lovingly.
“Wait until Charlie and Ziggy hear about this'” the guy mounting into Yvonne’s pussy laughed to his mate.
Yvonne’s husband immediately took interest and asked about these two men that had been mentioned.
Being told that they were two guys staying in the next door apartments, Rob asked if he should go and bring them to join in fucking his wife.
The two guys agreed that he should, and so Robert, excitedly eager to have his wife fucked and degraded to the fullest extent possible, hurried off leaving his wife being fucked cunt and mouth.
Finding the apartment that he’d been directed to, Rob told the guys that their friends in the house next door, had a dirty slut who was turning it on, and that they’d asked Rob to let them know that they could join in if they wished.
It turned out that the only hesitation the guys had, was caused by the fact that they had a couple of their mates with them at the time.
“That’s not a worry,” Rob exclaimed, excitedly solving the problem for them, “bring them along too. The slut that they’ve got in there is such a dirty fucking whore that she’ll take on any number of you.
Moments later Rob was eagerly and lustfully leading the group of four men into the house where his wife Yvonne was being so thoroughly abused.
Yvonne was stunned when the chatter of these four new guys suddenly filled the room as they entered. That made six men – seven counting her husband Rob!
The newcomers quickly stripped naked to reveal their hard, lust filled cocks all ready to fuck this slut’s every body opening. They eagerly gathered around her and six pairs of hands where soon mauling her all over.
Soon Yvonne had two new cocks entering her mouth and pussy, then two more as the men constantly swapped position first fucking her sloppy cunt, then her so delightful mouth, then mauling her breasts, her belly, her thighs, her ass.
Soon her ass was being fingered by man after man as she continued to be cunt and mouth fucked.
The natural progression then, was for her to have her ass fucked as well as pussy and mouth.
She laughingly squatted down onto one guy’s cock as he held it erect and ready for her ass to slide down over its hard, lust gorged length. Leaning back onto her elbows and forearms, Yvonne then brought her knees up and apart so that the next guy could get in and continue fucking her pussy.
Having those two cocks wonderfully penetrating her two lower holes, Yvonne tipped her head back in preparation for a cock to plunge down her gullet.
Yvonne was gagging and choking, tears coming to her eyes as a cock plunged vigorously in and out of her mouth and right down into her actual throat.
She could feel the cocks rampant in her pussy and ass. She could feel them stretching her, especially the one in her bottom. She could feel them both deep within her body, pushing up each canal and almost rubbing together with only the thin membrane wall separating her two fuck tubes.
Yvonne’s body was surging with lustful sensations as she hovered so desperately close to orgasm.
Suddenly, unexpectedly, her mouth was filled with gooey cum as the cock began to pump spurt after spurt of its cum forth.
Yvonne lustfully slid her tongue around and around in the mucky stuff. Licking it about and tasting it as she swallowed it down.
The cock, still quite hard, slid slowly from between her lips. The guy’s cock then slapped heavily across her cheeks a few times before wiping the last remaining globs of white cum over her face.
Yvonne smiled up at the man, lightly moving her lips in a sexy kissing motion towards him.
No time for more of that though. Another cock was immediately filling her mouth. Yvonne sucked the new cock and licked lovingly, lustfully, sluttishly.
Yvonne loved this attention. She was the centre of the men’s world at that moment.
Vaguely she thought that she heard her husband asking the guy’s if they knew of any others who might want to use her. In her lust she would have taken any number of men who might come to fuck and use her.
Pussy and ass were both cummed in, making them sloppy and messy for the next cocks to enter, and enter they did. Once more Yvonne had three cocks fucking her mouth, pussy and bottom.
She was deliriously happy with this treatment. She responded to every shove of every cock, all the time wanting to satisfy every lustful move of the men.
Her brain was not consciously thinking of anything other than the wonderful cocks which were fucking her, yet somehow she slowly became aware that her husband was no longer there. She didn’t care. She had everything she could ever want.
She’d no sooner made this discovery about her husband, than he entered the room with another four men, all looking eagerly and expectantly into the room at the scene of such absolute debauchery.
This new group of men quickly began to strip so as to get their share of this depraved, perverted harlot.
The incredible orgy of moral corruption went on and on with Yvonne being fucked and fucked and fucked, continually, degradingly, used as no more than a living thing for the purpose of satisfying the men’s lustful desires.
Mouthful after mouthful of gooey semen she consumed.
Cuntload after cuntload of adulterous sperm filled her pussy and her bottom until every cock had satisfied themselves, some even using her more than once.
Yvonne lay there naked, fucked, hair dishevelled with cum matting it into a tacky mess. Her face with white cum dribbling down over it. Her pussy and ass oozing cum along with her own juices.
She was panting, exhausted, so wonderfully happy. She heard talk of tomorrow when there would be even more men to fuck her. She dreamily looked forward to more of the men’s lecherous treatment.

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MARKET RESEARCH

A market researcher called at a house and his knock was answered by a young woman with three small children running around her. He asked her if she minded replying to his questions and when she agreed, he asked her if she knew his company, Cheeseborough-Ponds. When she said no, he mentioned that among their many products was Vaseline and she certainly knew of that product. When asked if she used it, the answer was “Yes.” Asked how she used it, she said, “To assist sexual intercourse.”
The interviewer was amazed. He said, “I always ask that question because everyone uses our product and they always say they use it for the child’s bicycle chain, or the gate hinge; but I know that most use it for sexual intercourse. Since you’ve been so frank, could you tell me exactly how you use it?”
“Yes, we put it on the doorknob to keep the kids out.”

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Eric and Percy

This is my first story, apologies for misspellings and all that. All the characters are real but I’ve changed the names. I wish this would actually happen.

Altar Boys

She even fucked the holiest one of them all: the priest in charge of the church, Umberto de las Cien Marías . The priest had never shown desire for a woman; instead of seducing him, Mercy treated him scornfully, appealing to his masochist nature. It didn’t take long before she found his weakness: he enjoyed when Mercy assumed the role of his mother, the most dominant figure in his mind.

O.C. Ass Ch. 2

As I drove back to my rented house with my prize in trunk, I pondered just what I had here. A beautiful little slut with a tight wet pussy. On the other hand she was probably Amber Alert young. But I had gone too far to stop now anyway, may as well see it through now. I pulled into the driveway and cut the lights. After I killed the engine, I walked around back to the trunk, and opened it up, revealing my treasure. She was curled up in a ball, disheveled and beautiful. I reached in picked her up, she made a few weak noises as I carried her down to the basement. I untied her and fastened her arms together, then ran the rope to an overhead pipe, leaving her dangling with her feet barely touching the floor. Then I just left, went upstairs took a shower and went to bed. I spent the next day goofing off outside the house. At midnight I went down to check on my new pet. She was hanging from the pipe with her head down.
I gently removed her gag and asked her “Are you ready to obey me now?”
“Fuck you” she managed to stammer out.
I smacked her acrossed the face and walked over to the table where I kept my “toys” and picked up a long, thin, leather belt. I returned to where she was hanging and showed her the whip. I saw the fear flash in her eye’s as I walked around behind her. SMACK! I whapped her ass with the belt. “You’re gonna learn to obey me, because I will still get what I want in the end” I told her calmly. WHAP, WHAP, WHAP went the belt, until eventually her screams turned to hoarse cries, then her head slumped, unconscious.
I went upstairs for the rest of the day, leaving there to her thoughts and pain. The next morning when I returned to the basement, she was hanging, unconscious. Her back was a mass of raw, red welts, some of which had been bleeding. I untied her bonds, and gently lowered her to the floor. I picked her up and carried her upstairs to the bathroom where i drew a bath for her. When i lowered her into the water her eyelids fluttered open.
“What are you doing?” she gently mumbled.
“You need to be clean, and stay healthy. I plan to have you for a long time” I replied. With that I began to gently bathe her, taking care not to hurt her wounds more, and still get them clean. Then I allowed her to dress and took her downstairs. I had a large meal prepared as she hadnt eaten in two days. I allowed her to eat and drink all she wanted. When she was done I led her into the living room, she was rather meek now, probably unsure of my intentions. I sat on the couch and motioned for her to kneel in front of me. She dropped onto her knees, almost as if against her will. “Now undo my pants and take my cock out” I told her, ” As long as you do as your told, there will be no pain, no punishment. But you will come to understand that you belong to me now, now and forever you will be my slut. Mine to use for my pleasure as I see fit”
“NO, I WONT YOU FREAKY ASSHOLE” She shouted defiantly at me.
This one had some spirit, but I was determined to break that. I smacked her acrossed the face as hard as I could, sending her petite little body to the floor. I reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair and jerked her head up to me.
I leaned down to her ear and said very quietly ” I just told you, you belong to me now. There is no one to come save you, no one to rescue you. There is no one at all, only me. You will learn to serve me and you will only be happy when you are pleasing me”
With that I drug her back down to the basement by her hair, thudding her little body painfully down the stairs. By this time she was screaming and squeeling pathetically, while I stripped her nude again. Once again I bound her hands and suspended her sexy little body just barely off the floor. But this time I also blindfolded her. She was begging and pleading with me not to beat her, please dont hurt me, blah blah, I’ll do anything bullshit that they always scream. Too late though, I removed my shoes so that she could not hear me, then I walked in front of her. SMACK!, went the belt acrossed her little B-cups. She screamed her heart out, the sound of pure anguish tearing from her beautiful slender throat. SMACK!, on the back of her thigh now. SMACK! down her back, SMACK! up between her legs on her slutty little pussy.
“That belongs to me now, you belong to me. If you would only behave and be a good little slut for me…. This wouldnt have to happen, but you’ll learn” With that said I continued to methodically beat her gorgeous little body black and blue. All her pleading, screaming, and begging was falling on deaf ears. I left no part of her untouched by my belt, when I was done I simply walked away leaving her hanging, unconcious while I went upstairs and went to bed.
In the morning I crept downstairs to check on my most prized possesion. She was still hanging, unconcious just as I left her, but this time from exhuastion, not pain. I gently lowered her body, and cradling her in my arms carried her back up the stairs to the bathroom. She had wet herself at some point, so I cleaned her up again. She was absolutely silent as I ran my hands over her body, washing her, taking special care around the worst wounds. By now she was too weak to stand, so I drained the tub and wrapped her in a towel. I then picked her up and carried her into my bedroom and laid her on the bed.
“Now are you going to cooperate while we have some fun?” I asked her.
The fear in her eyes was answer enough, so I ran my hand up her thigh, slowly parting her legs. I began to rub her clit with my thumb. As I expected this caused her to squirm some, and she opened her legs wider for me. It was almost as if the concious part of her mind had left, leaving only instinct and reaction. I ran my finger down her slit, then back up again until I felt her begin to get wet. When she did, I slowly slid two fingers into her sweet little cunt, hooking them forward to rub her g-spot. I was still rubbing her clit with my other hand. I started out slowly, watching her face contort, her brown eyes closed tight. I continued until her body was writhing, working my hands on her and in her faster and faster. Suddenly moans were escaping from her hoarse throat. That’s when I took my hand off her clit and smacked her on the face, hard.
“You’re MY LITTLE WHORE NOW, GOT IT?” I screamed at her, then smacked her again acrossed my face.
She was so close she came anyway, fully concious and aware now, just like I wanted her to be. She looked absolutely horrified at how her body had betrayed her.
“You see that? You’re a slut, and you belong to me now. I can make you feel that good, or as bad as I did last night on a whim. As long as you take care of me, I’ll take care of you. From now on when I give you an intruction you’ll reply with “Yes Jr.”, got that”? I asked.
She nodded her head, then remembered and quickly stammered out, “Y-Y-Yess Jr.”
” This time you are forgiven,” I told her, ” Now stand up”
“Yes Jr.” She meekly replied as she stood before me.
God she was beautiful, even bruised and covered in welts. Her perky little b-cups standing out, her dark hair flowing over her shoulders, and her big, brown eyes cast down at the floor.
“Kneel down slut”
“Yes Jr.” she said quietly as she dropped to her knees before me.
“You know what to do dont you slut?” I asked.
She nodded slowly as she unbuttoned my pants. She meekly pulled my dick out, 8″ inches sticking in her face.
I gently slapped her face with it and said,” now do a good job and you can have some more fun”.
She took my dick in her hand and sucked the tip into her mouth, flicking over the head with her tounge. She started off slowly, working maybe half of it in and out, using her hand on the rest. She kept looking up at me with those big brown eyes, she was driving me crazy!
“Play with your pussy” I commanded, ” get yourself good and wet for me”
She reached down and started to rub her cunt, working on my dick faster now. I couldnt take much more, I hadnt fucked her since I brought her here my aching balls needed a release, and soon. She began to take my dick further in, into her throat now. I noticed when I looked down at her that she was finger fucking herself at a furious rate. What a slut! It was too much to take, I shot my load right into her mouth, most of it going straight down her throat, but some ran out as she gagged a little, dribbling down her chin. She was still finger fucking herself though!
“See, can I pick em or what? You like to be used dont you? You love to be forced to be a little whore, to do the things that just wouldnt be right for a good girl to do, huh?” I said to my beautiful slut.
She stopped fingering herself, looking confused, almost like she hadnt realized what she was doing.
“Dont you stop, unles you wanna head back to the basement…” I told her ominously,”Now get up on the bed Aran, and spread your thighs”
She complied, spreading her silky long legs, showing me that shaved beaver. Which she immediately went back to pummeling with her two fingers. Fear in her eyes, she continued on and on as I watched. After about 10 minutes of that she was back to moaning and writhing again, and I was back to giving her my best 8″ salute. I climbed up onto the bed, spreading her legs even farther apart, placing her calves on my shoulders. I positioned my dick just inside her pussy lips.
“You want that dont you? And you better give the right answer Aran, you little slut!” I told her.
“Y-Y-Yesss Jr., please”
“Please what slut?”
“Fuck me, please…”
She wanted it, so she got it. I jammed it all the way in, as hard as I could. A ragged moan escaped from her lips. I wasted no time, immediatly going to full tilt. Banging her little pussy like a drum. I slammed her pussy as hard as I could, the sheer forced of each thrust jerking her little body foward. I was mesmorized by the sight of her little titties bouncing on her chest, her eyes closed, breathing heavy while I furiously pumped my dick in and out of of her tight little twat. The sounds of our bodies slapping together filled the room. Finally her cunt tightened up around my cock as she screamed out her orgasm, her whole body thrashing around my cock. That drove me over the edge, I shot my load deep inside her cunt thrusting into her one final time. I rolled over next to her and pulled her close to me.
“See, being my slut isnt all bad” I told her.
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The Au Pair – Part 3

Before I knew it, another 6 months had passed. I had spent those months screwing both of my employers. Sometimes, I’d have sex with them both on the same day. Sometimes I’d let John watch me screw his wife. Ann never knew that of course. As far as she was concerned, our sex sessions were her way at getting back at her husband for screwing his business partner. She had no idea he had stopped fucking her months ago and was now fucking me. She had no idea that when John went on his “business trips” he was taking me with him instead of Sharon, his business partner. She had no idea that he was spending his lunch hour every single day fucking me in all the rooms of her house. She was absolutely clueless.
Sometimes after we’d had sex she would talk about John. She talked about how much she loved him, and how she never felt enough for him because she always thought about sex as a chore; something she had to do to make the family she had craved her entire life. She’d tell me how unadventurous she was in bed; and how she never enjoyed sex until I came along. After 6 months of fucking her every opportunity I got, she finally told me what her ultimate fantasy was.
“Jessica, are you a lesbian?” She asked one day after we had sex in the shower.
I was towelling my hair dry while I stood completely naked in front of her. No-one had ever asked me that question directly, so I was a little taken aback about how to answer.
“I sleep with women if that’s what you’re asking. But of course you know that already” I bent down and gave her right breast a tender suck. She inhaled deeply as my tongue swept across her nipples and I felt it go hard.
“Have you ever slept with a man?” She giggled as she gently pushed my hair from my face so she could watch my tongue action across her nipple. I gave it a little nibble as her back arched pushing her tit further into my face.
As I pulled away from her breast, I slipped my hand between her legs and began rubbing her clit while I tried to think of a way to answer her question without telling her I had fucked her husband less than an hour ago in the back of his car.
“Yeah, I sleep with men as well as women.”
She was no longer interested in what I had to say, she was totally lost in what my fingers were doing inside her. I knelt in front of her as she spread her legs more; giving me and my tongue access to her wet and throbbing pussy. I gently kissed her thighs while my hand had taken over playing with her tits. My kisses worked their way up to her lips. I gently licked the outside of her pussy. Ann had her hands on my head guiding me where she wanted me. After a few moments teasing her, I slid my tongue onto her clit. She squealed and began rolling her hips, thrusting her cunt into my face. She grinded against my face; clearly enjoying what I was doing.
I reached for the dildo and began fucking her with it. Her moans grew louder and her breathing grew heavier. She was close to Cumming. I could tell.
“Oh, Jess, Jessica? I want you to fuck me and John” She managed between laboured breaths.
I stopped what I was doing and looked at her. She could tell I was shocked, so she explained what she meant.
“Please don’t stop what you were doing, I’m really close to an orgasm and I’d like to finish before you go and collect the twins from school. I’ll explain while you continue fucking me”
It still shocked me when I heard this elegant and rather posh lady speak so crudely. But it really turned me on, so I continued with the dildo.
“It’s my fantasy Jessica. I wan..Oh yeah, there, that feels good. I want my husband to watch as you do this to me. I want him to see me do it to youuuuu, mmm…right there…fuck…and I want to watch him fuck you!”
She was getting off on talking like this. She was getting wetter the more she divulged her fantasy to me. She came pretty quickly and I wasn’t sure if it was because of me or because of the things she was thinking and talking about. As I stood up, I gently kissed her pussy as she tried to catch her breath. She wriggled as her sensitive clit brushed against my lips.
“Would John be up for that?” I asked innocently, knowing full well he would be.
“I’ve seen the way he looks at you Jessica. He wants you bad” I felt myself blush; wondering if she knew he had already had me just as much as she had. “I’m positive he will be up for it. I was thinking, maybe, maybe for his birthday? My mother would have the twins overnight, so I could make him a romantic meal, and then you could be his birthday present. What do you think?”
“Wow. You’ve really thought about this haven’t you?” I was torn about what I wanted. Threesomes are hot. And I’ve always got off on watching other people have sex, but I like sleeping with John on the sly. Surely it wouldn’t be a secret if Ann watched us fucking? I’d have to speak to John. Find out how he felt about it.
“Well…it’s just a thought” Ann replied hurriedly, almost embarrassed about bringing the subject up in the first place. I walked over to her and cupped her face, I leant in and kissed her gently; my tongue swept across her lips parting them slightly. After some hesitation, she kissed me back.
“I have to collect the twins, and you have to go back to work so no-one knows you spent 3 hours fucking me in the shower” I grinned at her. She grinned back, remembering the afternoon we had spent together. “We’ll talk later, I promise.”
I didn’t hear a sound as I washed the dishes that night after dinner. Ann was putting the twins to bed, and I had no idea John was even home until I felt his large hands cup my breast from behind; and felt his lips against my neck. The bulge against my ass cheeks confirmed it was John.
“Mm, Ann will be down soon so you had best stop”
“I don’t want to stop. I want to fuck you again. Here and now. How about I bend you over the sink and fuck you hard from behind?” He carried on squeezing my tits and kissing my neck. It felt good. I could feel my pussy tingle with desire. He slid his hand down my top and into my bra and began twisting and pinching my nipples. I let out a low and soft moan. This felt even better than it did 30 seconds ago.
“Ann is going to come down any second. Then our little arrangement is over and done with. Is that what you want? Mm mm… feels good though” I giggled
“She won’t be down for ages yet. The twins are still in the bath, and then she has to read them a story while they fall asleep. We have plenty of time for a quickie”
Before I really had time to think, he took his hands from inside my bra; slipped them down my waist, pulled up my denim skirt; and pulled down my knickers. I stood there gasping as he took his cock out of his trousers. He pushed my head forward so I was bent over the sink and entered me in one quick swift movement. I let out a gasp as he thrust further into me. He roughly covered my mouth as he gathered a fast thrusting momentum.
“Don’t make a fucking sound!”
“Mm mm mmm…” was all I managed to muffle through his tight grip on my face.
He thrust hard and fast into my pussy. We both came really quickly. We had just finished buttoning ourselves up when Ann walked down the rear stairwell. I was hot and flustered so quickly finished the dishes and went to bed for the night. I never got a chance to speak with John about the threesome, but after today’s sex sessions with them both, I’m definitely up for letting them both watch me fuck the other. Thinking about watching them fuck each other was all I could think about as I finger fucked myself that night in bed. It was definitely doing to be a night to remember. I couldn’t wait, and neither could my pussy.

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A Special friend.

I met Charlene in my freshman year of college, about eight years ago. Back then she wasn’t what I would consider very attractive. She was kind of tall and had very little curves to her body. Her hair was straight and un-styled; she had a flat chest, wore black rimmed glasses and had very oily skin. To add insult to injury she was the biggest geek I had ever met. But she was also the nicest person I had ever known and if I hadn’t been shallow back then I could had easily dated her .
So I found myself defending her constantly throughout college. I even got my nose broken one time, protecting her from the jerks on the football team when they were pushing her around at a local bar.
After we graduated from college she moved back to New York City, while I headed out to California to start my career in the film industry as a computer animator. During that time, we stayed in contact through letters and phone calls. So when she called me up saying that she was moving out to Los Angeles I was very excited to see her.
As soon as she came out to California, we arranged to meet at the Peninsula Hotel where she was staying at, for dinner and drinks. I showed up to the restaurant around four in the afternoon and waited patiently for her to arrive.
“Steve?” I heard the soft voice of Charlene behind me.
I turned in my chair to see her and was floored at what I saw. There standing behind me was Charlene, and she was no longer the geeky girl I knew from our college days. She was about five foot nine with shoulder length red hair and emerald green eyes. Her breasts were significantly larger than I remembered, and she had more curves than a Grand pix race track. She was wearing a flirtatious plaid skirt the stopped about mid-thigh, A white blouse that had ruffles running about halfway down the front and knee high nylons that framed her smooth bare legs in between the tops of her stockings and the bottom of her skirt.
Slacked jaw, I stood up and gave her a big hug. “Wow you look fantastic!” I said to her.
She blushed slightly and said, “Well this is what ten grand can get you now of these days!” Then she laughed.
We sat down for dinner and caught up on old times. I found out that about a year after college she became a fetish model and was moving out to California because there were better opportunities for her here.
We talked about our love lives some and I found out that she wasn’t seeing anyone, which perked my attention.
“So what about you? I bet all the girls here are just throwing themselves at you.” Charlene asked.
I laughed and told her that most of the ladies out here were either so vain that it would make you sick, or try to use me so they could meet a Hollywood producer so they could make it in the movies. Once they found out I was just a lonely animator, they drop me like a hot potato.
Six months after that night, we spent a lot of time together. I helped her find a nice villa up in the hills, showed her the night life of L.A. and even found myself fooling around with her some. We hadn’t had sex yet but there was a lot of deep kissing and even one time she gave me an incredible blow job.
But every time I would try to get her naked she would stop me and tell me to wait. The constant teasing just made me want her more!
One night instead of going out we decided to rent a few movies and watch them back at her place. We sat on the couch, not really watching the movie, and kissed each other for a long time.
Charlene’s tongue was deep in my mouth as she used her hand to massage my cock that was buried in my jeans. I squeezed her firm tits and teased her erect nipples under her flimsy T-Shirt. We were both hot and that night I knew I was finally going to have her.
In between the kissing and exploration of each other’s body she whispered that she needed to tell me something before we went any further.
I lay back on the couch and asked, “Okay, what is it that you need to tell me?”
“Well…um.. you see..” She stammered with her words.
Not sure what she was going to say, I was getting concerned. “Just spill it, whatever it is I’m sure we can work through it.” I assured her.
She looked back at me and said, “I’m not what I appear to be.” She then took in a deep breath and continued to say. “I’m a transsexual!”
I was thunderstruck. This woman that I had been dating for months was really a man and had been so since the day I met her.
“Say something,” she implored me with concern in her voice. Then she followed up with, “If you want to leave I would understand.”
Quickly I thought to myself. This person beside me on the couch was more than a friend. She had become special to me. I remembered the time we shared in college and how “she” had always been there for me. “She” even took me to the hospital after my nose was broken by the “meat-puppets” of the football team.
I looked into her eyes and said, “I don’t want to leave.”
With those words nothing else was said. She took me by the hand and led me to her bedroom.
When we got to the edge of her bed I kissed her deeply, caressing her body. She moaned out while my hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them and causing her nipples to become hard under my palm.
She had already removed my T-shirt and had unbuttoned my jeans. She pushed them, along with my briefs, past my hips exposing my hard cock. She grabbed onto my cock with her soft hand and began to pump it slowly. Large amounts of precum spilled onto her hand, lubing my cock entirely.
I enjoyed the hand job until she pushed me back onto the bed. There, she stood in front of me, undressing. She first removed her top, exposing her perfect rounded breast. Her areolas were perfectly round and her eraser sized nipples were poking straight out, which only got stiffer after she pinched them in a teasing manner.
Then she reached down with her hands to the waistband of her gray sweatpants. She pushed her sweat bottoms past her rounded hips, letting them fall to the floor. Totally naked before me I could see her hard-on. It was smaller than my cock; it was tapered from the mushroom shaped tip to the base where her balls met. There was a neat strip of hair shave just above it.
She crawled onto the bed and lay on top of me. I felt her firm breast on my chest as we kissed and her hard cock rubbing against my precum soaked cock.
While we kissed she started to grind our two cocks together. The feeling was odd but yet exciting. Both of us oozed globs of precum onto each other, making our cock’s slick.
After a long make-out session, she brought her knees up to either side of my hips and began to ease my cock into her hungry ass.
With her on top of me, my cock pushed past the part of her round ass and found the tight opening of her hole. She slowly moved herself up and down easing it inside of herself. My cock was so covered in our combined precum that it easily slid inside of her. I could feel the tightness of her ass press against the tip of my cock and then it popped inside of her.
She gasped as my long thick cock began to go deeper inside of her. After she got used to my large mushroom head filling her ass, she eased the rest of the way down on me. She was tight and I felt every inch of my cock violate her.
“Ah fuck! It feels so good!” She cried out as she rocked her hips.
Grabbing onto her hips I helped her to rock faster. I felt her cock leak a fountain of precum onto my belly, more would squirt out each time my cock pushed deep inside her.
As we fucked she lowered her head down and kissed me deeply. Her breasts massed themselves against my chest.
Breaking away from our kiss I rolled her onto her back and pushed her legs back towards her ears. I bent down so I could lick and nibble on her stiff nipples. They stuck straight out from my flicking tongue and biting teeth.
While I fucked her she reach down and began to stroke her cock, which was shinnying in the evening light from the gooey precum that covered it.
I could tell she was enjoying me fucking her because her eyes rolled back into her head and she screamed out from my pounding cock.
“Oh fuck…. I’m going to cum!” I yelled out.
As I fucked her hard and fast, making our bodies slap together, I felt my cock began to grow more sensitive and twitch with each thrust.
“Cum for me baby! Fill my ass with your load!” Charlene yelled.
Hearing her talk dirty was all it took to push me over the edge. With one last thrust of my hips, my cock began to pour my thick cum inside of her tight ass. I filled her until my load oozed out of her tight hole that my cock filled.
I rolled off of her and she quickly move towards my cock and began to lick my throbbing cock clean. Her spit and some of my thick cum ran down my shaft, down between the crack of my ass.
She licked one of her finger and spread my legs apart. She told me to relax and that it was her turn to cum. I was so turned on by Charlene that I didn’t care what she was going to do next.
With her spit covered finger she traced the outline of my puckering ass, and then slowly eased her slender finger inside of me. When she did that, my cock began to grow hard again.
She probed me with one finger than two; eventually she put a third finger in me. She was stroking my cock back to life while she fingered fucked me.
“Are you ready for me baby?” She asked.
“Fuck yea, please fuck me!” I begged her.
She got in between my legs, spreading them so she could get her cock inside of my virgin ass. Then she pushed the tip of her slender cock inside. A sharp pain rocked my body at first, but gradually went away and was replaced with the most exciting sensation I had ever felt before.
Slowly at first she fucked me, and then she began to fuck me faster and harder. My ass was stretched out by her cock but I loved ever moment of it.
Her cock was deep inside of me, massaging my prostrate. A thick stream of precum oozed out of me, spilling onto my belly. She rubbed the clear fluid on my belly with her hand and used it like a lube to stroke my rock hard cock.
While she fucked and jerked on my cock, I felt myself getting closer to cumming again.
“Oh my god.. I’m cumming!” I screamed out loud.
Charlene didn’t speak, but she made loud grunting noises instead, as she pummeled my burning ass deeper. As she pumped my cock with her hand I began to shoot my load. My hot cum was thick and sticky and it painted my chest and belly.
My ass milked Charlene’s cock as I came. That was too much for her to handle and she started to dump her load inside of me.
Her cock became thick as it twitched inside of me. I felt her hot load pour inside of me as she screamed in pure bliss.
She fell on top of me and kissed me deeply as her cum soaked cock slid out of my gaping ass and I felt her cum ooze out of me.
For the rest of that night and into the early morning we fucked and sucked each other until we both passed out from exhaustion.
It has been a year from that night and since then we have moved in with each other. I had quit my job at the animation company and we started our own adult movie company, specializing in transsexual fetishes. After each movie has been produced and, as they say in Hollywood, put in the can, we throw a casting party with all the stars and crew of the movie we just finished. On those nights both Charlene and I have some of the wildest sex, and I couldn’t be happier if I tried.
The End.

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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.”
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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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I Know The Whole Truth

At school, a boy was told by a classmate that most adults are hiding at least one dark secret, and that this makes it very easy to blackmail them by saying, “I know the whole truth”. The boy decides to go home and try it out.
He goes home, and as he is greeted by his mother he says, “I know the whole truth.”
His mother quickly hands him $20 and says, “Just don’t tell your father.”
Quite pleased, the boy waits for his father to get home from work, and greets him with, “I know the whole truth.”
The father promptly hands him $40 and says, “Please don’t say a word to your mother.”
Very pleased, the boy is on his way to school the next day, when he sees the mailman at his front door. The boy greets him by saying, “I know the whole truth.”
The mailman drops the mail, opens his arms, and says, “Then come give your FATHER a big hug.”

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My Cousin And Her cam.

I knew I should have moved on and not be looking, but something held me, I stood still.
Her naked body was so beautiful, her breasts, larger than mine, held my eyes, I found I couldn’t drag my eyes away, I saw her lifting them as she dried around each one, God but they were beautiful.

Alex and Alexa 2

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Becky’s Marine part 4

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