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Old man Hanson and Jade

old man Hanson has planned a day of fun with unexpected chat buddy Jade, they had planned to meet and fuck, but Jade had no idea when it would happen.

Vickie’s Abduction part 4

They all agree that he has given them the most exciting sex of their entire lives and do not want to lose that. They all agree that he has shown them the pleasure of the dark kinky side of sex which excites them all.

Sis and I are, ‘For Rent’

Sis and I are, ‘For Rent’
__Clair was her name. She was young, beautiful, very rich with her daddy trust fund and had a very hot body.
She was sexually obsessed with my sister Mandy and I, both….
I’m John. My sister Mandy and I were just a year apart. Growing up we slowly desired each other for sex, and one night it happened. We’ve been sneak fucking ever sense. I had teased her and she teased me. The looks between us, the little quick feels, the flashing of tits and my cock, led to where we couldn’t take it any more. We knew each other to well.
One evening when mom and dad were out, she whispered to me real sexy like: (“..I’m going to take my shower now, don’t even think about coming in there and trying to peek at me naked.”) We both smiled as we knew that was an invitation. I said: “What makes you think I would want to see you naked?”
“You just ‘wish’… you could see me naked, don’t you John?”
“Mandy, I saw you naked when we were little kids. What’s changed?” I look right at her nice tits. She smiled and squeezed both her tits.
“What are you looking at, John?”
By now I had a tent in my shorts. “I need a shower too. Looks like you’ll have to wait Mandy…and don‘t try to come in there to try and see ‘me’ naked.”
She took off like a shot for the bathroom with me right behind her. She giggled as she tried to close the door. I got in and closed and locked it behind me. I smiled at her and turned out the light. Our hands found us as we giggled in the total darkness. We both started a hot feel up on each other. She whispered out of breath:
(“…I’m tell’in dad you felt my tits.”)
(“…well I’m tell’in mom you felt my cock.”)
The bathroom floor is not the most comfortable place to have your first fuck, but we just didn’t care….
Mandy…..
Sneaking fucks after that was so hot. We got hot with the risk and taboo of it. It was way better than fucking my boyfriend.
I remember the most fun one was when John and I were upstairs faking and argument. We were really doing a very hot finger and jacking play session standing up. We hear mom say: “Knock it off you guys!” ….and then dad say: “Don’t make me come up there!” We quietly giggled as he slipped his cock in me. It was a very exciting stand up fuck as we said out of breath: “I’m sorry Mandy.”…and “ I love you John, you know that.” …to make mom and dad happy. We heard mom say: “Now kiss and make up.”…then we heard mom and dad giggled. We were kissing and ’making OUT’ as he shot a big load in me and had to hold me up as I climaxed so good.
John and I got jobs to help cater a fancy yard party for this rich lady. I had to wear a maids uniform and a tux for him. We tended to a mass of food all put out. Later there was a lull in the action, so John and I went behind a wall to make out a little. We never noticed Clair, the rich girl come out the side door. She froze and watched us a while, we found out later. John had his hand up my uniform and I had my hand down his pants. Clair then slowly walked over and caught us. She was smiling big. She looked stunning. She had on this long beautiful flowered long dress. She long dark reddish hair. It was styled by a pro, pulled back with diamond broaches both on each side. God she was beautiful.
She looked at us in silence. She looked back and forth at our faces. She got this strange look on her face. She put her hand to her chest, took a big breath and said: “You two look alike…(gasp) are you two…..a…. related?” We didn’t answer, but I smiled.
She then said: “Come with me, you two.” Oh shit, we were going to be fired…oh well.
She took us into the big fancy house and into a den, and shut the door…but she was still smiling. She sat us down and said: “Well…that was quite a show you were putting on out there… personally…I really enjoyed it…but.. of course my guests would not have. Now…how would you guys like to continue, only up in my bedroom later? It of course it ’pays well’…but….would you please, please tell me if your related, if you are, that information will never leave me.
We both paused….I looked at John, and he nodded. I said quietly: “Yes, we are brother and sister.” She took a big breath and said: “Perfect!, my daddy said maybe someday you’ll meet others who…” ..and then she stopped and just smiled big.
Shit, how could we pass this up and we said ’ok’. She said after the party to come in the side door and go upstairs and turn right to her bedroom. We all stood up and she came over and hugged us both tight. She held on and rubbed our backs. She kissed us both with a long kiss on our foreheads.
John…..
I was hot after playing with Mandy, but this ’Clair’ was fucking beautiful. Hot bod and nice tits. She was about my age and I thought, I sure would like to get into some of that.
The party ended and we went up to her big fancy bedroom. She came out of her bathroom in a hot looking gold looking night gown, with a gold robe over it, but open. I could see she had no bra on and no panties as her dark bush stood out. We sat on this big fancy bed of hers and waited. She sat on a chair and said: “Please continue all you want.” She held up a stack of $100 bills and laid them on the table next to her. Mandy and I gulped and smiled. She was paying us to make out in front of her as she watched? We could hardly believe it. This was the best deal ever.
Clair‘s excited thoughts…..
Oh my god…daddy was right, and I now had found two friends who were into ‘consensual incest’. Daddy had told me that it was a special kind of thrill.
As a teen daddy and I began to get sexual feelings for each other. We began with some hot feels of our bodies. We made each other horny and we snuck around and did feel ups on each other. Mom had a young boyfriend and daddy and both knew it. She bought him. Mom pretty much ignored daddy and I, and she spent time with her paid lover. She didn’t try much to hid the fact and they would go in her bedroom for hours at a time. I felt sorry for my daddy, and I wanted give him what mom wasn’t.
That night I tiptoed into daddy’s bedroom. He was awake, lying in bed. I came in and closed and locked the door.
I ran in and jumped on him giggling. We held each other tight and I got such good hot feelings for him. I squirmed my pussy on him and soon I felt him getting an erection. It felt so good, I rubbed it a little with my pussy. I then got under the covers and now I could feel it real good. It was warm and growing fast. Soon it stuck up between my legs. I squeezed my legs together tight.
I reached down and pulled my panties down and his pajama bottoms too. He didn’t stop me. Now I felt his bare erection between my legs. I kissed his face and let my tongue trace his lips. I felt his warm hand feeling my butt cheeks. We were both getting out of breath. I slowly turned around and held his warm cock on my face. It was so big and warm. I kissed it over and over. He started kissing between my legs. It was heavenly like no other thrill I’d ever had. My pussy tingled steady.
I had never felt this aroused in my whole life. I felt his warm tongue touching between my legs, getting ever closer to my slit. I quivered and I got this wet feeling in my pussy. I let my tongue lick around his cock. We both twitched at times as it was so tense.
I had watched porn and saw what other girls did. I put my lips over the head of his cock. He twitched a little as I was sucking my first cock. Then…I felt his tongue move over my clit. I twitched too as he felt my parted legs. He put one of his fingers slowly in my pussy as he licked me. I couldn’t help but squirm. Some wonderful feeling was happing in my pussy. I jacked him slowly at first, and I put his cock fully in my mouth. The feeling in my pussy got higher and higher.
I moved my pussy up and down as it felt good to do it. I had seen girls jack cocks in the porn videos and now it was my turn. I wanted to feel daddy’s cum squirt out, but only in my mouth. I was going for it. I jacked him faster as I felt the head of his cock deep in my mouth. He was making my pussy feel so good, I lost control as his tongue and fingers took over. I began to tremble as something was about to happen…..I felt my body tighten up and then …I got the best feeling of my life pass thru my body.
He jolted a little and I felt it. Hot cum came out of his cock and squirted in my mouth. It felt indescribably wonderful. We were cuming together in bliss I can’t describe. I was making my daddy happy and he was making me happy. That’s what we both wanted…….
John……..
Well, that was the situation is was in. This was all wildly new to Mandy and I. Needless to say we were both fully charged up with excitement. We were about to, for the first time, have someone watch us make out and have sex. Without talking we both wanted to give Clair the show she would get off on. We both took glances at Clair. She was slightly smiling and anticipating what we were going to do. As Mandy and I began kissing and a hot feel up on each other, we slowly began to remove our clothes.
I glanced at Clair as she began to part her legs. She put one hand over her pussy. Her fingers began to move a little over it. Just a little tracing of her slit. Mandy and slowly poured the passion on as we got ourselves hot. We just let the clothes drop to the floor and I unhooked her bra. I felt her nice full tits and played with her nipples as we began to tongue kiss. Clair’s legs parted further. Mandy was panting for breath as she stroked my cock slowly. We lay down on the bed and went down on her, Kissing and licking all the way.
She was really hot and squirmed a lot. I lifted her hot legs up and began to eat her sweet pussy. Clair parted her night gown now and was playing with her bare reddish pubic hair. Mandy began to moan softly as I knew just how to lick her clit. Clair now stood up. She walked over next to the bed to watch closer. She had two fingers in her pussy now with her other hand rubbing her clit.
Watching Clair a little was making Mandy and I extremely turned on. Mandy’s hand were squeezing her own tits and the sheets beside her. She was going to orgasm, I knew her so well. I put two fingers in her wet pussy and reached for her G spot. She began to tremble as I massaged it. She couldn’t hold back and she raised her pussy up, shook, and moaned long as she had an orgasm.
Clair watched wide eyed and took a big breath. She never seen anything like this, and especially a guy making a girl orgasm this way. I saw her knees buckle as she did the same to herself and now she too had and orgasm. She had to sit on the bed to gather herself. I started back up on Mandy’s hot body as she moaned. I said: “We’d better get going Mandy, we have to…..”
I never got another word out as Mandy’s tongue went in my mouth. Her one arm held me tight as her other hand grabbed my cock an shoved it in her pussy. She was very hot underneath me. Her legs locked around mine and she started fucking me steady and deep.
Clair panted for breath as she watch and felt her own pussy and tits. The feeling of my balls banging on Mandy’s pussy made them pull up an here it was. I was going to explode cum in Mandy.
I felt a warm hand being placed on my butt cheek.
I shot a mega load in Mandy as Clair’s hand intensified it. I couldn’t control my moan as I kept shooting big shots of cum in Mandy. Mandy squirmed and fucked with me hard. She just kept on trembling as we went into bliss together. Clair’s hand squeezed my butt cheek, over and over. The bed was soaked as Mandy had squirted and didn’t even realize it. I felt it as all the juices flooded us. I collapsed on Mandy.
Clair massaged my butt cheeks slowly.

We got a call for another ’cater’ job mom told us. She wrote down the time, it was a night job. Mom said the lady’s name was….’Clair’.
Mandy and I talk privately upstairs about how mega exciting that was. We felt each other as we talked. I told Mandy I bet Clair wants to join with us in a 3some, and asked how she felt about that. “Silly question” she said. “I’ve never been with a girl before, but I would love to play sex with a hot girl like Clair.” We had to play down how much money we got, and didn’t buy anything big, but I was already looking at hot cars I wanted and Mandy a hot new computer she wanted.
We arrived at Clair’s side door the night she requested us and went in. She was waiting for us…completely naked. The house was semi – dark as she hugged us and felt us up real good. Of course we felt her beautiful body, tits and pussy. Mandy had never done this to a woman and she got all excited. Clair felt her too as I let them get use to it as I felt them both.
This was so hot as Clair whispered: (“I’ve never been with a woman before.”) Mandy said: (“Me neither.”) I watched them both get all aroused and then Clair led us up stairs. Clair ask if she could undress us both.
I was first as she cause me to get real hard. She took her time and kissed my body during the whole undressing. She then got on her knees and gave my hard cock a gentle sucking. Mandy watched and rubbed her pussy. I wanted to fuck Clair real bad. She then sat me in the chair as I just watched Clair and Mandy.
Clair started in undressing Mandy. They both felt each other the whole time.
I watched them lay on the bed, still feeling each other. They whispered a little and then the body kissing began. This was cool to watch first timers slowly go at it. Their little moans were hot. I sat naked with a hard cock, enjoying it all.
I don’t know who was more excited, Clair or Mandy. They moaned, kissed and got themselves more aroused. They went pussy to pussy and rubbed their pussy’s together. Finally Clair moved down and started kissing all around Mandy’s pussy. Mandy softly moaned, squirmed and played with Clair’s long hair.
Now was Clair’s big one…to lick Mandy’s pussy, the first girls pussy she‘d ever licked. She open Mandy’s legs out wide. She took her time and gently kissed, then licked her first pussy. They both softly moaned. I watched her enjoy herself and Mandy squirm with delight…then Clair reached out for me. I came over and she pulled my head down to join her in eating Mandy’s pussy.
This was a first for all of us. I joined Clair in eating Mandy’s pussy. Now we all got very hot and Clair and I were on our knees. I reached over and finally got to feel Clair’s big tits. She reached over and jacked my cock. Mandy and I pre-arranged that if I could fuck Clair, to go for it, she would wait and go second.
It was beautiful as Clair and I shared Mandy’s pussy and then let our tongues go for each other. We were soon tongue kissing and scooting our bodies together. I was in some kind of heaven. My cock went between Clair’s legs to feel her wet pussy. Mandy got up and began to feel both of us. We all triple kissed as I rolled on top of Clair. I felt Mandy’s hand on my cock teasing the head on Clair’s pussy.
Clair opened her legs wide and Mandy worked my cock into Clair’s wet pussy. Mandy began to lick between my legs as I started in fucking Clair. Clair was hyper ventilating with excitement. Mandy licked us as we started to fuck hard and fast. Clair began to gasp and moan, gasp and moan repeatedly as Mandy licked my balls and ass. I felt like I was fucking every beautiful girl I had ever dreamed of.
Clair’s pussy felt tight and perfect. Mandy and I had her squirming and panting as Clair held on to me tight. Clair made wonderful erotic and sensuous sounds. Her hips bounced with my thrusts as she was about to climax. Right then…Mandy put her finger in Clair’s back hole. Clair climaxed real hard as I shot a mega multi loads in her hot pussy. Mandy’s hands were all over our jumping, moaning bodies.
I think Clair empted my balls of all the cum I had. I kept cuming but I seemed to be out. Clair and I both had fingered Mandy until she climaxed hard and lay shaking beside us. We all just twitched and moaned…..

Clair is still ‘renting us’, with no end in sight…..

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Raped in prison

Valkyrie is in a gaol trying to ding cylsas nadir when the prisoners escape and have their way with her

Broken Birds, Part 16, Jennifer

Part 16
Jennifer
Jennifer awoke with a slight headache. She grabbed her one-piece swimsuit, donned it and grabbed her goggles and cap. She’d been told that she was welcome to use the lap pool beneath the main house, for her an important perk.
Once she figured out how to get in, she was surprised by the size of the pool, but more by the single figure in the pool, moving with languid ease. It was Michael. He looked slow, but then she realized his speed was pretty impressive. His stroke was elegantly simple.
She pulled her cap on, tucked her hair beneath, donned her goggles and dove in to the lane adjoining his. She raced and quickly caught him, passing him enthusiastically.
She swam 20 laps and began to tire.
Michael continued, slowly reeling her in.
She went to 30 laps. Michael was beside her.
She pushed herself to 50 laps, desperately trying to prevent him from passing her.
She stopped at 50, hands on her hips, her heart pounding gasping for breath.
Michael stopped about ten minutes later, his last lap being very fast.
He took three quick breaths and dove back under swimming beneath the surface to the other side. Seconds later, his head popped up at the end of the pool.
He swam a slow breaststroke back to her.
“Sorry, it’s been a while since I could really swim.”
She looked at him. Several scars marred his body.
“I was a SEAL,” he said simply
She nodded. She had dated an SAS.
“You swim well. Do you dive?” he asked.
“Not for a while. Medical school and loans.” She paused. “Michael, I know I’m not to ask questions, but is Beth your daughter?”
He nodded.
“She’s also your lover?”
He nodded.
“You have sex with your own daughter?”
He nodded.
She thought for a moment. “When did it start?”
“About nine months after she was raped and mutilated. She was in a death spiral, ready to give up. She needed to believe and trust. She gave herself to me,” he said kindly, “If you have a problem with that, we’ll get you back into the hospital with no loss of privileges or seniority.”
She realized she had offended him and reached out to touch him, her fingers brushing his chest. “I didn’t mean to offend. Beth seems so happy. I know what happened to her. It’s incredible that she would beg for those rapists. I thought it was bull dung. Most of your women are really cool. Shoshana is so beautiful and so much in love with you. Rafaela is so exotic, carrying your baby and so much in love. Lynne. Alice. Rachael. They’re all in love with you. Maria, well she thinks she is dirty and not worthy of you. Nita thinks the sun only rises because you want it to ”
“Jennifer, your point?”
“I guess I need to understand.”
He took her hands and looked into her eyes. “My women have been badly broken and had the courage to trust again. They trusted me. Yes, we make love. On one level, it’s incredibly passionate sex. On another, it’s about giving their love and trust to me. On another level, we share our souls.”
Something stirred behind her eyes.
“Do they make love to each other?”
He laughed a genuine laugh, “Of course! I’m 40 years old. I couldn’t keep up with any one of them alone.”
She giggled, “I hope you still want me to stay.”
“Of course we want you to stay. Rafaela really likes you. Maria and Nita need you. So get out of the water and do your job,” he said it with a smile and laughing eyes, “breakfast in 30 minute. Main house.”
He leapt from the pool and went to the locker room. She went to the women’s side.
Breakfast was spread on the dining room table. Michael arrived after most of the women had begun to eat. Beth and Shoshana had waited.
“I asked Jennifer to join us,” he said, “she and I swam this morning.”
“I guess I have to get up early to keep you honest,” Beth said, a little hurt leaking into her eyes.
“You want to swim with your old lover this afternoon?”
“No. I want to do some other things with my young man this afternoon,” Beth said suggestively just as Jennifer joined them.
Maria giggled. ‘This is fun’, she thought.
Jennifer joined them and became an instant hit. As she ate, she was bombarded with questions about the local area. She described it all. She described the world she knew including the local water parks, surfing, shopping, sailing, the restaurants of Fortitude Valley and, of course, The Great Barrier Reef, all with her charming Aussie accent.
Finally, she held up her hand. “OK, I’m your doc. I’ve seen your files, but I want to see each of you today.”
“Naked?” Lynne asked feigning fear. For a moment, Jennifer hesitated.
“Gotcha!” Lynne said, giggling.
Jennifer examined eight women that day. She subtlety questioned the women, but found all but Maria and Nita extremely happy with their relationship.
Michael came for his physical.
Jennifer was very professional, but she was clearly impressed. At the end, she sent him back to his women.
Before he left, he asked, “Would you like to come to dinner?”
“Thank you, I’d like that.”
She arrived twenty minutes early, her makeup perfect, her eyes sparkling.
Michael and Beth came through the entrance to the main level from the lap pool and headed for the shower while Jennifer held court, describing the area in her lovely, understated Aussie accent. She described the Australian men, Aussie Rules Football, the casinos and the restaurants. She was the perfect tour guide.
Little did the harem know, but their love and acceptance was having a powerful effect on Jennifer. She wasn’t broken as they had been. She had, though, missed out on life, dedicating herself to her profession. She’d had lovers, some distant friends and a couple of cousins, but essentially she had lived her life alone. Their honest adoration really thrilled her.
She had been powerfully attracted to Michael. That was unusual for her. She usually preferred women. She had shaken a bit when examining the women, enjoying their scent so much that she had masturbated wildly fantasizing about the harem before joining them for dinner.
Jennifer marched purposely to the main house, knowing the conversation would be difficult. She had conducted basic physicals and blood work on everyone three days ago to establish health base lines. She had done more thorough exams of Rafaela, Maria and Nita the previous day.
She found Rafaela and asked her to get Michael and Alice so she could discuss the results. Shortly after, Rafaela brought her to the lounge pool patio overlooking the ocean.
Alice had spent a harrowing day with Maria and Nita. She looked tired and angry.
Michael brought Beth. Looking at his eyes, Jennifer did not object.
“This may be difficult,” Jennifer started,” First, you are doing great,” looking at Rafaela, ”everything looks good.”
Rafaela’s eyes sparkled. Michael’s hand covered hers. She smiled warmly.
“Maria on the other hand had Gonorrhea for a while and may have other STDs. I won’t know until the tests come back.”
“HIV?” Rafaela asked fearfully.
“We won’t know until the tests come back, but the ELISA tests were negative. I sent the girls’ blood off for the Blot test to confirm. Unfortunately, those tests require the patient to have contracted the disease three to six months before.” She turned to Alice.
“Well, Maria has been inactive for nearly six months.”
“Her gonorrhea is still in her uterus which can cause sterility, scarring of her fallopian tubes and Pelvic Inflammatory Disease. She also had it in her throat and anus. The antibiotics I gave her should take care of the disease. I’ve put her on a heavier dosage now that I know how bad it is. She should be free of it within about a week. The damage that’s been done is really the only medical concern.”
Rafaela was pale. Michael squeezed her hand.
“Nita has no disease that I can detect. Her initial HIV test was also negative.”
“On the physical side, Maria has significant vaginal and anal scarring. While it’s not debilitating, I recommend it be repaired as soon as possible since it could significantly impair her enjoyment of sex. I can make arrangements with a good surgeon. The surgery could happen as soon as she is disease free.”
“Nita, on the other hand, has fresh tearing at the six o’clock of her vagina. She was brutally used. The beating she took also did damage to her clitoris. I tried to downplay it, but she may need to have it drained as blood may have accumulated inside. Her vaginal floor needs repair as well. That’s not uncommon for rape victims.”
“That brings us to their state of mind.”
Alice took a deep breath. “As you know, psychology is not an exact science. Still, I can formulate some initial conclusions.”
“Their father began abusing them before they entered puberty, first orally and then anally. Though despicable, he apparently was relatively gentle. They accept the abuse as almost normal. Essentially, they’ve accepted the loss of their childhood.”
“Miguel, on the other hand, used Maria badly. He took her hymen violently. With Miguel, it was about power and pain. When Maria became wholly submissive, Miguel increased the humiliation to get her to resist so he could break her further. When she did not resist, he discarded her. She’s sure she’ll be OK, but this will hit her hard. She already feels she is diseased and worthless.”
Rafaela’s squeezed Michael’s hand hard.
“Miguel began abusing Nita when you fled. She is a pure victim in the sense that she does not have feelings of rejection. She’s in the fourth stage, depression. Her self image is badly damaged as well, given their cultural imperatives surrounding physical virginity.”
Rafaela nodded sadly.
“The girls will need time and comfort, but not coddling. I’ll try to direct them into positive development, but Maria may be a problem. She believes she’ll be cured if she can make love with Michael. And she is a very stubborn young woman.”
“Nita, on the other hand, seems to be elevating you to sainthood for her rescue.”
“What’s next?” Rafaela asked.
“A drink,” Michael said and fled.
He returned with two bottles of wine, a carton of juice and six glasses.
“What did I miss?”
“We need to arrange for the girl’s surgery,” Beth said, “the question is should Nita have hers first?”
“From a physical point of view, it doesn’t matter. Recovery time is about six weeks.”
“I think it might be better if they had the surgery on the same day. That way, Maria won’t have her disease thrown in her face.” Alice said after taking a minute to consider.
“What about her clit damage?” Beth asked, “Can that wait?”
“I’ll check this evening. If it is a clot, I can remove it here.”
When she examined Nita that evening, clitoral swelling had responded to the anti-inflammatory cream Jennifer had given her three days before.
Several days later, the test results came back negative for HIV, confirming the ELISA test.
Ten days later, the girls had their surgeries that went well, without complication.
They fell into a routine. Beth, Jennifer and Michael swam together each morning, their competitive nature driving them to increased fitness. Michael never won the sprints, but never lost the long distance swims.
Following one particularly long race, Michael just out touched his daughter. “Old man’s still got it!” he laughed.
Beth jumped on his shoulders trying to dunk him. Jennifer joined playfully. Michael could easily have thrown them off, but he was in a playful mood. They wrestled, tickled and wriggled as he tried to turn the tables on him. Jennifer found herself upside down, her face pressed against his cock for just a moment. He was semi erect! Then Beth unintentionally grabbed her crotch and immediately released. Jennifer was in heaven.
Michael surrendered to his lovely captors, having succeeded in planting the thought he wanted. Michael was well aware Jennifer was just shy of homosexual. Tim’s investigation had been very thorough.
She ate her meals with them, her kitchen still virtually unused.
He had discussed Jennifer with Alice, explaining that Jennifer brought a unique perspective and vitality to their new home. Alice sounded out the other women and reported a unanimous desire to explore the possibilities.
Sensuality smoldered below the surface for some time. Beth and Lynne were very attracted to Jennifer and her to them.
The night prior to Rafaela giving birth, it burst into flame.
The harem except for Rafaela lounged in the living room. Maria and Nita were in their room playing some Spanish movies. Michael was in his office.
Lynne put on sultry, rhythmic music. She and Beth began to dance, a slow sexual dance. They pulled Jennifer onto the floor between them. She faced Beth and swayed to the music. Lynne began to rub her breasts against Jennifer’s back, pressing her pussy against Jennifer’s ass. Lynne’s hands traveled down Jennifer’s arms. Beth swayed almost touching her breasts. Jennifer leaned forward to initiate contact; her breasts and straining nipples grazed Beth’s. They moved to scissor legs, thighs rubbing pussy. Lynne moved forward sandwiching Jennifer. Beth kissed Jennifer slowly, teasing her lips, then her teeth and finally her palette.
The sensations from being captured between two lovely female bodies were too much. Jennifer lost conscious thought and surrendered to her libido, grabbing Beth’s head, grinding her lips against Beth’s and grabbing Beth’s ass.
They broke for air. Shoshana led them to the master bedroom and its enormous bed. Rachael and Alice followed. Rafaela lay in a corner, smiling.
Clothing flew everywhere. Jennifer felt she was being eaten alive. She was. Beth strained to drive her tongue deep in Jennifer’s steaming pussy, her technique gentle yet demanding. Lynne thrust her tongue into Jennifer’s mouth while Rachael and Alice feasted on her hard pink nipples.
Jennifer’s legs snapped flat when Beth sucked on her clit. She screamed her first climax, her cries muffled by Lynne’s covering lips.
Beth let Shoshana feast on Jennifer’s pussy. With her mutilated and practiced tongue, Shoshana brought Jennifer to heights of pleasure she had never dreamed existed. Jennifer came over and over.
Finally, whimpering, she found herself in Beth’s arms.
“I love you all,” she said softly.
Then a thought hit her, she bolted upright. “What about Michael?”
“Dad knew something was going to happen, probably tonight. That’s why he’s in his office. To give us a girl’s night.” Beth said, hoping she was doing OK. Rafaela nodded.
“Shosh will go to him and make sure he’s happy,” She paused, “or you can invite him to make love to you and join the harem.”
Jennifer’s head spun as she realized she wanted to be part of this family. Rachael began to explain.
“You obviously like girls and there are six of us. We love you, your vitality, and your honesty. Be honest with yourself, Honey. We’ve all seen how you look at Michael. Now you know what it would be like to be with us. Do you want to make love with him?”
Jennifer knew this moment would change her life. She could go back to her solitary life, filled with loneliness or she could surrender her love and join this family. It wasn’t a hard choice.
She nodded eagerly.
Shoshana grabbed her robe and began to run through the house to Michael’s office.
When he entered the bedroom, Beth and Jennifer were in a bathroom. Michael lay beside an enormous wet spot, chuckling.
Shoshana kissed him tenderly. “I love you, Shoshana,” he said stroking her face, “I always will.”
She pounced on him, her breasts squashing against his chest looking deep into his eyes. She began to writhe her way down his body. Soon she was kneeling between his legs. She flipped her dark hair to one side, slowly licking his cock from base to tip, her eyes never leaving his.
Shoshana had a rare natural sensuality. Michael’s cock hardened with each teasing lick until it felt like steel. Still Shoshana did not put it in her mouth.
Concentrating on Shoshana’s incredible tongue, Michael missed the bathroom door opening. Beth presented Jennifer to her Dad.
Jennifer stood naked, smiling nervously. Michael stared at a vision of slender beauty. He knew her curves from swimming, but her skin was exquisite. Michael knew she would be nervous, so he and the girls had decided on an “Alice” harem initiation.
Beth had Jennifer lie beside Michael, so she could snuggle against him. He pulled her close while Shoshana continued to excite him, taking his formidable cock into her throat. Lynne gently parted Jennifer’s legs and licked her very wet pussy. She nodded to Shoshana and the choreographed dance began.
Beth and Alice helped to position Jennifer. Though very wet, Michael’s shaft was large and it had been years for Jennifer, so they took things slow. They lay her on Michael’s chest on her back. They positioned her so Michael’s cock lay just inside her tunnel. This let her wiggle downward to impale herself while hungry mouths sucking her nipples and caressed her breasts. Shoshana hovered above her pussy, her tongue caressing Jennifer’s engorged clit.
“We love you Jennifer,” Michael whispered, then kissed her just behind and below her earlobe. She squealed softly, reveling in being the center of attention.
Jennifer screamed another orgasm into the night while Michael’s cock was still only partially in her sheath. She relaxed after her orgasm and squirmed lower more quickly. She had never felt so full…or so loved.
Finally fully impaled, the other women began to work in earnest. Shoshana retained her spot between Michael’s legs, pleasuring both man and woman. Her tongue started at Michael’s balls, traveled up to trace Jennifer’s stretched lips, up to her clit. Shoshana flicked the little button as it emerged from its protective hood, back down the other side of Michael’s shaft.
Lynne and Rachael feasted on her breasts, caressing and sucking her nipples, gently biting, sending shivers through Jennifer’s body.
Beth claimed Jennifer’s lips. Their tongues engaged in a dance of lust.
Alice moved opposite Beth and claimed Michael’s lips.
Despite her earlier orgasms, Jennifer climbed the mountain of pleasure, reaching the pinnacle. She gave an incredible wail of pleasure as she came, her pussy fluttering around the invading shaft. She tried to bolt upright, a move delayed by Michael’s arm with practiced precision.
Kind hands helped her fall back gently. After a moment, they moved her off Michael’s chest and into Beth’s welcoming arms.
The other girls took their turn. After Alice finished, Michael still hadn’t cum.
“I know I’m gonna hurt bad in the morning,” a beautiful Australian accent, “but I want to feel you cum inside me.”
She swung her leg over him, facing him. Shoshana guided his cock into Jennifer’s dripping pussy. Jennifer worked the thick cock back into her stretching tunnel, her arms straight out, her hands flat on his chest. His hands went to her small breasts and their incredibly sensitive nipples.
The other women pulled back. This was for Michael and Jennifer.
Finally she was again fully impaled, rotating her hips, feeling his cock twist inside her channel. She rose up a bit, then slammed down, rotating her hips. They found a rhythm, her moving down, him moving up to meet her.
Michael was close to his climax. So was Jennifer.
He placed his hands flat against her belly. His thumbs captured her clit, one going right, the other left, sandwiching her clit between them.
It took only a few thumb strokes and she exploded again. Screaming her pleasure into the night. He felt her fluid running down his balls. Her climax caused him to begin shooting semen directly against her cervix, rope after rope of cum.
She collapsed on top of him.
12 hours later, Rafaela went into labor.

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The Writer: Part 1

The Writer
Part 1
Mike uttered an oath under his breath as he accidentally sliced open his thumb on a sheet of paper. Mumbling, he pushed his thumb in his mouth, pulled open a drawer, and pulled out a band-aid. Gingerly applying it, Mike leaned back and glowered at his blank computer screen.
The journalist was in his cubicle at work on the second floor, and was working on an assignment his boss had given him – his new position in the local paper. He had been the top investigative journalist until mere hours ago, but following a screw-up in the handling of a major story, he’d been shuffled down to writing the Sex Advice column under the pseudonym ‘Mr. Smooth’.
The blond man stared blankly at the screen, brow furrowed. He’d never written a sex column before, and had no clue how. Investigative journalism was very, very different. Don’t I have to wait for questions or something? I guess I could just make them up, or maybe-
“Um, excuse me? Are you Mr. Michael McPherson?”
Mike sat up straight, and turned his spinning chair around to face the cubicle opening, where a short, pretty woman stood with an inquiring look on her face, and a set of yellow folders marked “Questions”. Mike gave a nod, and said, quietly, a-la-emperor, “I’ve been expecting you.”
The woman raised an eyebrow at him, and then got the reference and allowed herself a grin. “I’ve been asked by the boss to deliver these papers to you. They’re apparently vital to this part of the paper, so make sure not to lose them?”
“What, are those the sex questions?”
The brunette blushed, and stuttered, “Uhm… yeah, I guess, technically, they are.”
“Brilliant, hand them over.”
The woman handed him the files, and as he took them, he glanced up at her face and said, “So, what’s your name?”
“Er, Giselle.”
“Nice to meet you Giselle. I’ll see you around, eh?”
“Sure.”
And with a swish, the busty young woman was gone from the cubicle, leaving Mike with a pile of questions. Sighing, he booted up the computer, picked up a mug of coffee he had next to the monitor, and braced himself for answering idiotic questions about how to re-invigorate sex life.
– – –
Two hours later, Mike stretched, and stood up. He’d done about twelve questions, enough to fill approximately six columns. But he wasn’t just writing advice, he’d learned in a memo to his company e-mail. He’d be writing a full, sex related page.
“Fuck my life,” The 27 year old man muttered, rubbing his shaggy blond beard. “How the hell am I supposed to find that much content?”
Mike stumbled out of his cubicle, and made his way to the company lounge, where there was a tiny café, and a water fountain. Two workers were sitting at a table working on their laptops, and Giselle was at another table, sipping a cup of coffee while sifting through papers.
The muscular blond man made his way to the counter, ordered a cappuccino, and made his way over to Giselle’s table after he’d received it from the seventy-something year old running the booth. Dear God, doesn’t she have anything better to do with her life than serve coffee?
“Hey,” Mike intoned as he approached his new acquaintance. “Do you mind if I sit here?”
Giselle glanced up, seemed to recognize him from before, and smiled. “Yeah, go ahead… Mike, was it?”
“Yeah that’s it.”
Mike pulled out a seat from the table, sat down and gingerly put the coffee on to the wooden surface. He then blew on his heated-up hands to cool them, and said, “So, Giselle, what do you do at this company?”
“Hmm? Oh, I’m head of the business department.” Giselle took a minute to give a winning smile. “Not to sound conceited… but I’m the reason our newspaper is so damn good.”
They both worked for a huge company called Hopil inc. which makes product such as cheese, toiletries, and pretty much anything else you could think of. Car parts? Hopil. Baby toys? Hopil. Vastly oversized barbed green dildos? Probably Hopil, and on top of that, it has its own newspaper called “The Hopil Gazette”, but most people of the world simply call it “the Gazette”.
After all, there was no other.
The Gazette is known for two things- its risqué attitude towards things generally held as “taboo” by many western cultures, and its superb business section which has never yet been wrong. Clearly, he’d just discovered the reason why.
“Holy crap, that’s big,” Mike said, raising his eyebrows. “I used to work under Montgomery in investigative journalism as head of investigations. Now I’m running the sex page – kind of a huge drop, eh?”
“Hrmm,” The brunette smiled, thinking about it. That woman seemed to not be able to get a smile off her face. “That depends on your sources.”
“Er, what?”
“Well, if you get your sources right, the sex page can be a great job,” Giselle laughed. “After all, if your sources are… physical experiences, it can be a quite a rewarding job. Or, uh, so I can imagine.”
“Are you speaking from experience?”
She seemed surprised, or rather, taken aback by his question, and then laughed and said easily, “That’s for me to know, and you to likely never find out. You don’t need to know about the history of your job – merely the today of it. And right now, I’m guessing you have nothing.”
Solemnly, Mike nodded, and then said, “Honestly, I can’t think of anything. To me, Sex is kind of really overrated. It’s not something I’m that interested in – my libido has never been that high.”
Giselle’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, and she said, a tone of shock in her voice, “Really?”
“Er, yeah.”
“Mike, with that kind of attitude, you’ll never last as the Sex page writer. We need to be risqué, not boring old “Missionary. Herp derp, I don’t even like sex”. Be wild! Be free! Be sexually acti-”
“Er, Giselle, do we really need to be having this conversation?”
“Yes,” she said decisively. “Do you need help with content?”
“Well, yeah, I d- Hey, wait… Giselle, what’re you offering?”
The curvaceous brunette wiggled her eyebrows at me in a very suggestive manner, as if to say ‘really, you ought to know what I’m offering. Are you really that de-sexualised?’, but in reality all she said was “You’ll see, Mike. You’ll see.”
Giselle finished her coffee, and packed up her papers in a folder. She then fixed the tie on her business suit, and said, “Follow me – I’ve got some content to show you. It’s up in my office though, so if you’re willing to take that long out of your break…”
Mike nodded, and stood up to follow the business woman as she walked towards the stairs out of the lounge to the fourth floor of the building. He chucked his paper coffee cup, and followed her upstairs to a room with a tinted glass door that read “Giselle Evans, Head of Business.”
Mike slowly closed the door behind him, and looked in to see two spinning chairs of far superior quality to his own, an ASUS UL80V laptop on her desk, and a large, shaded window looking out on the beaches of San Jose. There didn’t appear to be any kind of security in the room, something that Mike found slightly alarming, but he didn’t mention it to the business head, who seemed to be staring longingly out over the San Francisco bay.
“So, Mike, you’ll need a huge amount of content to maintain the page like this. I suggest the boss did it on purpose to bring you down. You need content…”
“But where do I find-”
“You need content,” Giselle interrupted, “like this.”
She turned around to face Mike, and he was shocked at what he saw. Giselle had opened her overcoat, and had unbuttoned her shirt as well, leaving the only article of clothing between Mike’s eyes and her tanned chest her small, nearly invisible bra, which held what must have been D breasts. The sex writer blinked as he felt a twinge in his crotch area as his cock began to fill with blood and erect.
“Giselle, what-”
“You said you needed content…” she said as she walked seductively towards him, bringing her face mere inches away from his, her breath smelling sweetly in the air around him, her body odour overwhelming in its gentle and loving touch.
“Er… b… but we only just met…” Mike said, putting up only token resistance. Giselle’s brow furrowed, and she said, “You talk too much, and pulled him in to a full on French kiss, her tongue pressing against his lips begging for entrance so that they could explore the cavern that was his mouth.
And after only a moment, his will power gave way, and he was kissing her back, his mouth opening and allowing her tongue in, as well as invading her mouth with his. His hands ran up her outer thighs, along her ass, and stopped at the top of her ironed pants. His hands ran up the inside of her suit jacket, and gently, he helped her shrug out of it, and draped it on the back of the chair, not breaking off the kiss.
Meanwhile, Giselle’s hands roamed on Mike’s chest, unbuttoning his own jacket, pulling it off, and running her hands along the sides of his torso. She started slowly unbuttoning his shirt, and when she had it fully unbuttoned, pulled it off of his shoulders, leaving him bare-chested except for a tie.
Mike was running his hands along Giselle’s waist, and stopped when he reached near the bottom of her bra. He pushed, along with her help, the shirt off of her shoulders, letting it flutter to the floor. For a moment, he hesitated, wondering what would happen if passer-bys looked in. Then, he decided it didn’t matter – and the panes were frosted anyways.
The blond man pressed his hands against Giselle’s bra, and squeezed her breasts through it. The one hand still groping her boobs, his other hand slid down to her back, and grabbed her ass, squeezing it gently. He gave it a slight slap, and Giselle squeaked. He then brought his hand back up to her bra again.
“Go ahead,” she murmured, breaking the kiss. “Take it off.”
Clumsily, Mike unclipped Giselle’s bra, and let it too fall to the floor. Now, her tanned breasts were free from their constraints, and her perk, erect nipples were clearly visible. Her hands came up to cup her breasts, and as she pushed herself back in to the kiss, she whispered, “By the way… this is only part of your content. If you come back tomorrow, I’ll have… other things for you.”
Mike’s hands came up, and grasped her tits, one in each hand. Suddenly, he broke the kiss, and slowly kissed his way down from her mouth to her neck, and from her neck to her shoulders, and from her shoulders to her boobs. Mike pressed his lips to her left nipple, and then opened his mouth, trying to put as much of her tit in his mouth as he could. His tongue moved around her areola in swirls, arousing sensations that made Giselle literally moan.
Mike’s groin was getting more and more uncomfortable as time went by, as his boner was getting more and more pronounced. There was a clear tent in his pants, and from time to time Giselle would rub against it, making it twitch and send twinges up through his body. Finally, after Giselle decided to grind against him, she noticed this tent, and said, “Oh, Mike – I’m sorry, you must be in agony right now.”
The fact that he wasn’t actually in agony didn’t cause Mike to protest as the business director went down on her knees and undid the catch on his pants. She pulled his boxers and pants down to his knees, letting his seven inch cock escape its prison to stand fully at attention.
With a devious smile, Giselle lowered her mouth and gave the cock’s head a kiss at the tip. She then started twirling her tongue around the tip of Mike’s cock, licking off the pre-cum that was welling up there. It tasted vaguely sweet, and left the business woman wanting more. Gently, she wrapped her lips around the cock’s head, and began sucking.
Mike let out a moan, and put his hand on the back of Giselle’s head to push her down. The busty brunette wrapped a hand around the base of the sex writer’s cock, and brought her head down further. Her tongue began to run along the length of penis she had in her mouth, and she began to make an up-down motion with her head, trying to give Mike as much pleasure as possible.
Needless to say, it was working.
“Oh, fuck, Giselle, that feels good…”
Giselle smirked up at him, not saying anything, just continuing her motion. She slowly added a circle motion, sending a twinge up his cock like lighting. He grunted, and then felt a growing pressure in his balls. Realizing what it meant, he hissed, “Giselle, I’m gonna cum…”
Giselle slowed down, and then pulled her mouth off of his cock. However, before he could complain, she brought up her D tits, and started rubbing his cock between them. She then spat on the cock head to lubricate it, and ran it between her boobs.
“Fuck, fuuuuck, I’m going to blow my lo-”
Mike got cut off by the moan which burst from his lips as strings of pearly white semen erupted from his penis, shot up on to Giselle’s face, her hair, her tits and in her mouth, and then felt an exquisite tingling sensation. Sighing, he pulled his dick out from between her tits, and pulled away as his dick began to shrink once more.
Giselle licked her lips, pulling any cum that was there in to her mouth, and then swallowed. She then lunged up, and caught Mike in a full on Kiss, straddling him and rubbing her cum-covered boobs against his chest. She then bent down to his ear, and whispered, “You’re not done yet, big boy…”
She then sat in his lap, grabbed both of her tits and pulled them up to lick the cum off of them. Then, she grabbed Mike’s hands, and put one on her tits, while the other she brought around her waist. Gently, she guided Mike’s hand down the inside of her pants, and then let go of his hand, giving him free reign.
The blond man understood now what she wanted him to do, and slid his hand into her panties. His fingers brushed against her pubic hair as it entered the much sought after realm of the female body. He prepared himself mentally to push his fingers in, and was just about to do it…Ring.
Giselle’s landline was ringing. With a pained look on her face, Giselle spun the chair around, kicked out so that it moved them both towards the phone, and picked up.
“Hello, Giselle Evans, Head of Business at the Hopil Gazette, how may I help you?”
“Ms. Evans, it’s Martha – I need your help, the figures aren’t balancing in that report you gave me. I think we may have a case of fraud, in which case we need to run that story as soon as possible.”
“I know how to do my job, thanks Martha,” Giselle snapped, and hung up the phone. She then turned her head, kissed Mike, and said, “I’m sorry Mike, I have to go – duty calls. My number’s on my desk though, give me a call, alright?”
Mike nodded, and Giselle grabbed some tissues from her table, and wiped the jizz off her face and breasts. She then threw out the tissue, pulled her clothes back on, tossed her hair, and with a forlorn at Mike left. The door slid shut, and the topless man could only think of one thing.Maybe this job isn’t so bad after all…

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Titcage (Chapter 8)

Claire has been made to take work experience at “Titcage”, a lobby organisation created to degrade women. The work and its requirements are slowly degrading Claire and, in stages, turning her into the kind of slut they want.

Rogue One – 01

Brulaxian World Ships have destroyed seven Earth colonies and are approaching Colony Two. Rogue One arrives with a promise of a way to defeat them. But can he?

My first Master Part 3

My instructions were simply to drive to a local country Park at 8pm and wait on a particular bench for him. He also told me what to wear, or rather not to wear. I had to put on training shorts, a button up short sleeve shirt and trainers, nothing else. He told me to shave my bottom and crotch and this time to fully shave my ass cheeks too.
It was the end of August and the nights were warm and still light when I got there. I parked up got out of the car and headed for the bench he had told me to head for. It was only about 5 minute walk from the car, down one of the many walkways that headed off through the woods towards the quarry. I’m sure it’s a busy place but by 8 o’clock there didn’t seem to be anyone around and I found the bench I was told to wait on no problem. I waited for maybe a couple of minutes and the suddenly heading towards me from the quarry was the guy, my new master.
He approached and sat down next to me, smiling as his hand brushed along the top of my thigh. So you came then, I’m glad, are you? Yes sir I am, I replied. Did you dress exactly as I asked, he asked as his eyes roamed down my body. Yes I did sir. Stand up, he ordered, I did, he turned me so my back was to him, he pulled my shorts down, exposing my bare, smooth arse. Good he said as he ran his hand over my smooth hairless cheeks, finally giving me a playful smack. Get dressed and come with me he said.
He walked back down the path towards the quarry, after only a few seconds he turned right and disappeared into the undergrowth. I followed, it wasn’t even a track, just a slight gap in the foliage as he pushed through it and walked on. After maybe 30 metres he stepped into a small clearing, only 5 metres square at most. He turned as he got to the middle of the clearing, a smile on his face he said so how do you like this place? I nodded and smiled as I took in the small clearing.
It was surrounded by trees and vegetation and there was no clear sight of the sky, just lots of overhanging branches. You ever been here before, he asked, no sir I replied. Good, this is a special place for some guys, many of them I know, some I don’t he said. Oh, I said not really sure what he meant, yes he said it’s a place where guys meet and play.
So did you like the fun we had this morning then he asked, I did yes sir I replied. Good boy, that’s what I want to hear, do you want to have some more fun now? he asked, yes sir I do I replied. With that he walked to the base of a tree and picked up a small bag, he opened it up and pulled out a video camera. He switched it on and pointed it at me, moving around, filming me. Take your shorts down boy he ordered! As he filmed me I put my thumbs into the elastic of my shorts and started to pull them down.
Slowly, he said, tease me with a striptease! He moved behind me, holding the camera close to me as I eased the shorts down over my bottom. I slid them down, bending forward a bit as I eased them over my cheeks. Good boy, slowly now, that’s it he said as a bit more of my smoothness was exposed to him and his camera. I felt my bottom slip out of my shorts, hold it there he said. He moved around to the front and told me to stand up straight. My shorts were just below my shaved pubic region, my cock base just visible to him. Ok, now very slowly slide them down boy he ordered. So I did just that and inched them down, slowly exposing more of my fattening cock shaft to him until I felt my head catch on the elastic and nearly pop out, then I stopped. Holding my shorts, my cock on the verge of popping out of them I stayed still, waiting for my master to tell me what to do next.
Good boy he said, now let go of your shorts and put your hands on your head. I did as he asked and released them and put my hands on top of my head, my shorts didn’t move, the elastic and the pressure of my hardened cock holding them in place. He backed off and took in my pose, my body stretching up my private parts almost totally on display for his pleasure. He walked around, filming all of me, getting very close and filming down my body into my shorts. Good boy, now leave your shorts there and pull your cock out for me, let me see you. I did it, pulling it out with my right hand before putting my hand back on my head. Oh yes, that’s very sexy he said.
Wriggle those shorts down now boy, don’t touch them with your hands, go on. He filmed me as I shook my bottom gently side to side, encouraging them to slip down my thighs quickly to the ground. That’s good he said, now unbutton your shirt for me and take it off, slowly boy! He said. My hands came down and I started at the bottom button, slowly undoing each one until the last one was undone before pulling the shirt back over my shoulders and letting it slip down my arms. Step out of your shorts and kick them away he said and I complied.
I was now naked except for my trainers, he was filming me, walking around me, his hand reaching for my body and touching me. I want you to slowly wank your cock for me now boy he said as he hold the camera at my crotch, pull back that foreskin of yours and wank yourself. I did it without hesitation, my cock was hard and tingling, urging contact, I wrapped my hand around the shaft and slowly drew back the skin, exposing the head to his eyes and lens before pushing forward, rolling the skin over the head, hiding it before it appeared again as I drew back once again. The feeling was great, I must have sighed because he laughed a little and asked if it felt good. Yes I replied a little dreamily and before I know it I felt a hard smack on my bottom. What did you say boy he said, yes sir I replied as I felt the heat from the slap.
He walked around behind me, his camera pointing at my stinging cheek. That’s what happens to bad boys ok, and worse so behave or you’ll feel a lot more of that he said even as his free hand began to gently stroke the sore cheek.
Stroking became squeezing and before long his fingers were moving between my cheeks, searching out my tight hole. As soon as he found it his fingers were rubbing and teasing my tightness, pushing a little, and swirling around it, playing with it and loosening it at the same time. I was wanking my cock faster now, enjoying the twin sensations as both my cock and ass were played with. Moments later I felt him push and my hot tight hole opened a little for his fingers to slide into me, my body adjusting slightly leaning forward and my legs opening more to ease his penetration.
How does that feel he whispered into my ear, as he slid his fingers in and out of my ass, amazing sir I replied. That’s good he said because I’m gonna give you more than just a couple of fingers before tonight’s over now stop wanking and put your hands on your knees boy. I did as I was told and reluctantly let go of my cock and rested my hands on my knees. I was now bent over quite a lot and he was still fingering my ass, fucking me quite roughly with his fingers. He was breathing fast now, suddenly he pulled out of me and reached for his trousers, pulling them down, exposing his own big fat hard cock. It’s time for you to become mine properly now boy, you’ve got me fucking excited and now I’m gonna have to breed you!

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We laid there staring at each other for what felt like forever. Not because I was bored, but because I felt we were so connected.
Steph kept her hand around my cock as the wind blew its warm air over our naked bodies. Her blue eyes seemed to be staring right into my soul.
“So,” I said, breaking the silence. “Who do you pick?”
“Huh?” she asked.
“On our way out here you asked me which sibling I preferred…what about you? Which one of us do you like better?” I asked.
“Well…” Steph started. “Both of you.”
“Oh come on. You’re just repeating me now. At least I gave you reasons.” I said.
“Well, let me finish.” Steph said. “See, I’ve wanted to be with Steve for so long. When I finally got him it really was amazing. Like I said, everything I expected. It’s just that now I’ve already had him.”
“That how you feel about me?” I asked.
“That’s different.” she said. “You just make me feel different.”
“And how do I make you feel?” I asked, extending my hand out to tickle her pubic mound.
“I dunno. I just feel comfortable with you. Safe, I guess.” She said.
“You should feel safe with Steve. He likes you a lot. He’s been waiting a long time for you, Steph. He’s finally got the best thing in his life.” I said.
“I know…and I love Steve. Ugh. I’m just so confused. I love Steve. I love him. He’s a pretty good fuck, too. It kinda helps that he’s so fucking cute. He’s my brother, and that just makes it so much hotter for me. But there’s just something I like about you…” she said.
“There’s quite a few things I like about you.” I said, smiling.
Steph flashed a toothy grin and laid back.
“Oh, fuck.” she sighed.
“Well…ok.” I said.
Even though it wasn’t a demand or a request, I climbed on top of Steph and started kissing her.
“Not so fast, loverboy.” Steph said. “We’ve got to be getting back. Steve should be getting home.”
Ugh. She put me off again.
I helped Steph to her feet. She reached down and pulled her bikini bottoms up. I handed her the top, which she applied herself.
“You gonna get dressed or just stand there and watch me?” she asked.
“Fuck. Whats the point?” I said.
With that, I held my towel and trunks in one hand, and Stephs soft palm in the other.
We wound our way through the woods.
“So what’s up for tonight?” I asked.
“I can think of one thing that will be…” Steph said, smiling.
“Well, that’s always for you.” I replied.
“Hm. I’ll see if I can get some friends to meet us in town. That is, if you want.” she said.
“Whatever you wanna do, baby.” I said.
Steph and I came out of the woods and started walking toward the house. That’s when Steve returned.
Steve made his way down the drive and up to the house. He opened his door and looked at us, Steph in her bikini, me naked.
“Christ. Can’t fuckin’ leave you two alone for a minute.” he said, grabbing cases of beer from his back seat.
“Shut up, Steve.” Steph called out. “We need your help.”
“With what?” Steve asked.
“We wanna go meet some friends in town.” she said.
“What do you need help with?” he asked.
“Aren’t you Mr. Popular?” Steph asked.
“I’ll see what I can do.” He said.
The three of us walked into the house and headed downstairs.
“I smell like pond water.” I said. “I’m getting a shower.”
“Why don’t we save some water? I need one…” Steph said.
Sounded good to me.
“Wait, Steph. I, uh, I need help with some stuff.” Steve said.
“Help with what?” She asked.
“Just follow me.” Steve said.
Well, fuck it. I still needed a shower. I walked in and pulled the curtain back. I stepped in and let the hot water wash over me. It felt great. I was still so tense. I could pretty much feel the pond water and dirt running off of my body.
Finally feeling clean, I stepped out and dried off. I walked into Steves room and decided if we were going out, I should probably put some clothes on.
I pulled on a t shirt, some jeans, my belt, socks and boots. I grabbed my hat and walked out into the party room. No one. I walked over to Stephs room and opened the door.
On her bed, her legs were in the air. I could see the back of a red tank top and dark brown shorts that were sliding down Steves ass.
“Oh Stevie!” Steph moaned.
“Oh fuck, Steph. Oh fuck, Steph.” Steve answered.
“Fuck me. Fuck me. Don’t stop.” Steph begged.
“Ahh. Ahhh. Fuck. I’m cumming, Steph. I’m cumming!” Steve shouted.
Steph was right. She was confused. I saw her face. The girl that said she was almost bored with her brother looked like she could never love another.
Steve eased back and pulled his slippery, tan cock out. He grabbed a tissue and wiped himself down. He stepped back and pulled his shorts to their natural position.
“There. Get a shower and we’ll head out.” Steve said.
Steve turned around and smiled at me. We walked out and sat on the couch. Steve pulled out his phone and let his numbers run rampant on the key pad.
After a series of replies, Steve turned to me.
“We’re good to go for tonight.” He said. “Few people are gonna meet us in town.”
“Sweet.” I said.
We sat there for a few minutes in relative silence. Steph exited her room wearing blue panties with a matching bra. In her hands were a pair of small white shorts and a black tank top. I loved those white shorts. You could see right through them. Maybe that was the point?
Steve grabbed his keys.
“Let’s go.” He said.
We walked outside and were engulfed by the orange glow of the setting sun.
“I’ll just drive myself.” I offered. “I gotta get gas, anyhow.”
“Alright. We’ll take you to the gas station. Then just follow us.” Steve instructed.
Steve and Steph got in his car. I hopped in my truck and followed them down the drive and onto the gravel road. The drive gave me time to think about how happy I was to come up here.
I noticed Steve had his turn signal on. I followed suit and we pulled into the gas station.
I filled up and off we went.
By now, it was pretty dark. I noticed we were heading toward a bunch of lights that seemed to be thrown out in the middle of nowhere. What the hell?
We pulled up onto a grassy patch away from all the other cars. There were people everywhere down there. I looked out my window at all the concession stands. I saw Wranglers, Skoal, and Cowboy hats. We were at the county fair.
I got out of my truck and walked up to Steve.
“So this is it?” I asked.
“This is what we do for fun.” He said.
Steph got out and walked to my side, making me the middle man. We latched arms and off we walked.
“Where we goin’?” Steph asked.
“‘Sposed to meet ’em by the stage.” Steve answered.
We wound through the hordes of people as made our way to the stage. Steph through a hand up.
“Amy! Amy!” She yelled. She dropped my arm and took off. Apparently they knew one another.
Steve walked closer to me.
“See that bitch?” He asked, meaning Amy.
“Yeah.” I said.
“Forget about her. She’s a fucking cunt. I tried to get that for a year and couldn’t. Uptight bitch.” He said.
Amy didn’t look like a bitch to me. She was a few inches shorter than I was, black hair, and brown eyes. She was wearing a jean skirt and her tan legs disappeared into a pair of cowgirl boots. Her breasts pressed against her white blouse.
She flashed a white smile to me as we approached.
“Who’s this?” Amy asked.
“Oh. This is Bret.” Steph said.
“How ya doin’?” I asked.
Amy whispered something to Steph and they started giggling. What was so funny?
From behind Amy came a boy about our age. He had dyed his hair jet-black. His ears were pierced. His cargo shorts were ripped and his t shirt said “HAWK”. This kid was a skater.
“Hey, Jimmy!” Steve called.
“Sup, dude?” Jimmy answered.
Amy walked with Steph, talking in hushed tones. Were they talking about me?
Jimmy and Steve disappeared somewhere else. Amy and Steph stopped cold and turned to me.
“Hey, Bret. I gotta go meet some different people. Why don’t you go with Amy?” Steph asked.
“Sure, ok.” I said.
“Come on, pal.” Amy said.
I walked behind Amy, watching her ass shake in her little skirt.
Amy and I walked on, discussing the small stuff. Where I was from, what I liked to do, etc.
Amy and I sat down on a bench and continued talking.
“So, how about a girlfriend?” She asked.
“Nope. Don’t have one.” I said. “Any special boys in your life?”
“Bleh. Boys.” She said, smiling.
“What do you mean? Steve said he was awful special to you.” I said. I knew this would get her by the way Steve described her to me.
“Don’t even get me started with that ass.” She said.
“Whatever you say, babe.” I said.
Why did I call her babe?
“Huh?” She asked me.
“I said: Whatever you say, babe.” I repeated.
We were too close to the stage. The band came on and Amy scooted closer to me.
“Lets go somewhere quiet.” She whispered in my ear.
“Where?” I asked.
“Parking lot.” She practically shouted.
Amy and I stood and made our way out to the parking lot.
“Where you parked?” She asked.
I led her to my truck and we sat inside.
“You look beautiful.” I said.
“Aww. Thanks, handsome.” She said.
“So whats up with Steve?” I asked.
“He’s just a fucking creep.” Amy said. “He tries to get all touchy-feely and I’m just not having it. Not with him, anyway.”
“Well.” I said, feeling some tension. “With who then?”
Amy leaned in. I had to. We kissed.
Amy brought her head back.
“Whoa. Sorry.” She said.
“Don’t be.” I said.
“Whoo. It’s getting hot in here.” She said. “Why don’t we talk outside?”
We got out. It was damn dark now. I walked around to her side. The side away from the festivites. The side blanketed extra dark against a tree line.
Amy leaned against my truck, arms behind her back.
“Ya know, I wasn’t lying earlier.” I said. “You do look beautiful. Really beautiful.”
I moved in closer. It was do or die time. I leaned in and kissed her cheek.
Amy moved her head to me, closed her eyes and we met lips.
Our tongues thrashed together for a few minutes. I broke from her lips and cradeled my face in her neck. I planted kisses strategically.
“Oh Bret…that feels so good.” She said.
“You know what’ll feel better?” I asked, muffled.
I moved my hand up her thigh, under her skirt.
“We can’t! Not here!” She said.
“Why not? Who’s gonna see?” I asked.
Amy bit her lip and looked around. There weren’t any cars in our immediate range except for Steves. The hundreds of people walking around the fair grounds would never even notice. They had no idea we were there.
“Come on.” I pleaded. “Let’s just do it.”
“Do you have a condom?” Amy asked.
I opened the passenger door, dropped the glove box, and pulled one out. I had learned to always be prepared. Thanks Boy Scouts!
I held it between my index and middle finger so she could see it.
Amy bit her lip again. She looked at the condom and then at me.
“Let’s do it.” She said.
I removed my hand from up her skirt and undid my belt and my button. Amy grabbed my zipper and pulled it down. She grabbed the elastic of my boxers and pulled the waistband under my balls.
She took me into her hand.
“Mmm. Nice and smooth.” She said.
Amy gave me a few tugs to get my hard. I opened the condom and rolled it on.
I got down onto my knees and ran my hands up Amys legs. I hooked my fingers around the top of her thin panties and slid them down. She stepped out of them and started to undo her skirt.
“No need.” I said. I’d always wanted to fuck a girl in a skirt.
I lifted her skirt up. I wanted to see my prize. Staring back at me was another beautiful pussy. Unlike most I’d encountered, Amy kept a small strip of hair just above her slit.
I brought my face to her crotch and inhaled deeply. I kissed her mound a few times.
“Oh, Bret.” She sighed.
I stuck my tongue out and ran it just above her slit a few times. I decided I needed a taste test.
My tongue dove into her pussy. I had to get her juices going. The little hair above her snatch tickled my nose a little.
After I felt I had accomplished this phase, I got back to my feet. I turned Amy around and she held on to the bed of the truck.
I lifted her jean skirt up inch by inch. God, was I ready.
The skirt yanked up over her smooth ass and stared at me. I grabbed my cock and began to guide it. I ran my hand down her back, trying to loosen her up.
My cock pressed against her outer lips and I heard a faint gasp as I pressed in. What a tight little cunt she had.
I pushed my cock into her until my hips were pressed against her ass. I gyrated a little, moving my willy around inside of her.
I pulled back and pushed in slowly again. I started to pick up my pace a little.
“It’s so good.” Amy breathed, clutching my truck.
I started slamming into Amys pussy with such force, I feared the fair-goers would hear the slap of my balls against her slit echo throughout the grounds.
Keeping up such force took its toll on my legs. I backed Amy away from the truck and we got to our knees. Amy set her arms out for support.
I continued fucking Amy from behind. Our breaths were quick and paced. I felt Amys pussy clamp down on me.
I reached down and grabbed the heels of Amys boots. I lifted them a little, helping me pull.
Finally, Amys muscles clamped down and wouldn’t release. That was it.
Amy let out a little scream and I moaned into the night.
We collapsed onto the grass.
“Damn.” I said, yanking the condom off of my cock.
“I have never…” Amy started.
“I’ve got an idea.” I said
“What?” Amy asked.
“Why don’t you come spend the night tonight?” I offered.
“Hm. I think I just might be able to.” Amy said with a smile.
We stood up and Amy pulled her skirt down. I buttoned, zipped, and reattached my belt.
“What is that?” Amy asked.
“What?” I said.
“Listen.” Amy said.
I listened hard. Coming through the noise of the night, faint moans were audible.
“Where’s that coming from?” I asked.
“I think from that car.” Amy said, pointing at Steves car.
We snuck up on the car. From a few feet away, we looked in the windows. Inside, Steve was on all fours in the backseat. He was the originator of the moans. Underneath him lay one of the girls that had accompanied Amy earlier in the evening. To his front, his good friend, the skater boy, Jimmy, was beating off in the girls face.
“Haha. Oh. It’s just Steve.” Amy said, unsurprised.
We walked back down the fair. Time to find Steph.

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