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Public Masturbation 3

I host masturbation parties and am interviewed by the editor of the leading news magazine. My 16-year old son starts attending the parties.

Love is comlicated. Set up

This is my first story that i am posting on here. I hope you enjoy it. This is just my set up scene to establish characters. After this i promise that there will be loads of sex. thanks for reading.

Raping Young Matt

I always liked the risk of being caught jacking off, and then having someone join in, but I had never really gotten the courage to do it.
So one day, my little cousin Matt and I were the only people at home. I was 19, he was 6. I started jacking off in his brother’s room with the door open. After about 2 minutes, he walked in and saw me there, naked on his brother’s bed, stroking my 7-inch dick. He immediately turned and ran out of the room.
I followed him to his room, still naked, and told him to take off his clothes too. He told me to go away. I told him it was okay, just do what I say. He said no. So I went over and threw him on the bed. I pulled down his pants and spit on his tiny tight hole. He kept yelling “NO,” but I just covered his mouth. Then I slid my dick inside, which caused him to scream even more. It was so tight, and he started to bleed a little, but I just kept sliding my dick in and out, using only my spit and his blood as lube. It felt so good, his tight ass squeezing my dick. I said, “scream all you want, no one will hear you.” He just started crying quietly.
I felt my cock start to throb. I was going to cum soon, so I took it out of his ass and watched the spit and blood drip out of his now gaping hole. My dick had blood on it and some specs of brown at the tip. I turned him over and took my hand off his mouth. When he opened his mouth to scream i shoved my dick down his throat. He gagged as I started to shoot into his throat. When I took it out I let him go.
He ran straight to the bathroom, just as I had intended. I followed him in there and then picked him up and put him in the tub. My dick was still hard. I turned him on his stomach again and slid my dick into his ass. It wasn’t as tight as the first time anymore, after what I had just done to it, but it was still pretty tight.
I had planned for him to go into the bathroom for a reason. I needed to take a piss. As I fucked his ass, I released. He started screaming again as the piss squirted out of his ass around my dick. I pulled out off his ass and went over to his mouth. After I had filled his mouth with piss I put my hand over it. “Now swallow” I said. He did as he was instructed, probably just because it was the only way to get the piss out of his mouth. “Good boy,” I said.
Then I went back to his ass. As I fucked him, I grabbed his little 2-inch dick and began stroking it. It was already hard. I could feel my cock start to throb again, and as it did, so did his. I thrust mine all the way into his ass, all the way up until my huge 19-year-old balls knocked against his tiny 6-year-old balls, and I shot my load deep into his ass. As I did, he had a dry orgasm.
After that, I got up and left him there, crying in the bathtub. I heard the shower come on from my room. When he got out of the shower and walked past my room back to his room, I told him that if he “ever tells anyone, I?ll do it again, and next time it will be much worse”
The next day, Matt told his older brother Vincent, who was the same age as me. Unfortunately for Matt, Vincent was the wrong person to tell. That night, Vincent and I planned to get him while he was sleeping.
We snuck into his room. I picked him up and carried him out. His parents were home, so we couldn?t do it here. We carried him into the forest right behind the house. When he felt the cold air hit his skin, he woke up. We were ready for this. Vincent gagged him right before he could try to scream, and then tied his hands together.
We carried him until he was out of earshot of the house, and then started to take off our clothes. He sat on the ground, looking up at us with fear. Vincent put a blanket on the ground, and then lay down on it. I started to lick Matt?s little asshole to get it wet. Then I started sucking Vincent?s dick, which was huge, at least 10 inches long and very thick. I picked up Matt and made him sit on Vincent?s lap. Vincent?s dick slid slowly into Matt?s little tiny ass. Vincent pushed him down harder so that his dick went all the way in. Then I came around the back and started to slide my 7-inch dick into Matt?s already filled hole. Feeling both of our dicks stretching Matt?s tiny hole at the same time, and rubbing up against eachother, was the best feeling in the world. Matt?s hole started to bleed again from being stretched too far. He tried to scream through his gag, but couldn?t. Vincent and I started fucking him faster, deeper, harder, until we both came. I could feel our cum mixing, providing extra lube inside Matt?s ass. I picked him up and pulled him off of our dicks, and then leaned in and started sucking Vincent again, as Matt lay on the ground next to us, crying. After he shot another load into my mouth, I got up and started kissing him.
Vincent and I both got up and pissed on Matt one last time. Matt just laid there, the piss running down his hair and his face and his chest.
Before we took him back to the house, I said to him “I told you not to tell anyone. Next time, if you tell there will be three of us.” He never told anyone after that. Me and Vincent continued having sex whenever we got the chance.
It has now been a long time since this has happened, but I plan on raping his little ass again very soon. He may be slightly older now, but that won’t stop me from enjoying and using him like the little worthless sex toy he is.

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Memories of A Mortician Part 2: Chokey Mummy, Bloated and Sexy , Bloated and Sexy Too

Chokey Mummy
Throat blocked by dumpling
You slumped, turned blue, stopped breathing
Hot mum not to be
The most tragic cases I deal with are those involving pregnant women. It felt wrong that someone so looking forward to bringing new life into the world would die with her child. This did not make pregnant corpses less attractive to me. Indeed, I find that pregnant corpses exude a special charm. Of the several pregnant cases I have dealt with, the most needless and tragic death was when a 4 months pregnant woman choked and died while having dinner at a restaurant. Apparently, some boys who were running around bumped into her, causing her to inadvertently swallow the entire dumpling that she was chewing on, which obstructed her windpipe. I heard that she could have been saved if her husband had used the Heimlich on her immediately but he apparently was afraid of hurting his unborn baby so he just gave her ineffectual mouth to mouth breathing until medics arrived later. By the time they Heimliched the bread out of her mouth, it was too late. I could have assigned the case to my assistants but I when I heard that the patient was young and pretty. I decided to take a look myself. When I pulled back the sheet covering the body, I saw the bluish face of a very pretty and very dead woman. She was only clad in a pair of black panties so I could see her pregnant belly and breasts jutting up at me seductively. For pregnant bodies, we will usually follow the family’s wishes of how to deal with the baby. For this case, the victim’s husband had requested that the fetus remain in her body and that they will be buried together. They have also requested that she not be embalmed as they did not want to cut her up so all I had to do was to dress her up and make her look alive again. Of course that is not all that I would do.
I made sure that I was alone in the room and then locked the doors. I took off my clothes and lay on top of her. Her rounded belly felt good against my body. I gave her some mouth to mouth and imagine being able to save her and her child.Her cheeks puffed out pretilly with every breath I blew into her open mouth which still smelt of the food she had last eaten. I sucked and licked her breasts although there was little milk as she did not lactate. I stroked her lovely face and smelled her hair as I pulled off her underwear and soon I was impregnating her dead womb. I was careful not to be too rough on her body as I did not want to force out her fetus which would have been quite messy and hard to explain as she was not yet decomposed enough for a coffin birth.When I was spent, I washed her corpse thoroughly, holding up her naked body next to mine as we took a shower together.
After drying both of us, I took out a bra, a blue tube top and a long purple dress from the bag that came with her. I pulled the bra over her pregnancy enlarged breasts, I held up her body to slip the tube top over her to hide her cleavage from prying eyes during her funeral. I then pull the dress over her. It was not a maternity dress but her family insist that she be dressed in this for her funeral. Therefore, she ended up with a prominent baby bump pushing uncomfortably against her dress. I then helped her put on a pair of shoes. Next, I combed and styled her beautiful hair so it stretched out beautifully behind her head. Finally, it was time for make up. I used a cream coluored foundation to cover her bluish face and red lipstick to give some colour to her purplish lips.. I gave her a quick kiss on her cold and soft lips. After applying eye shadow and spraying her with a bottle of perfume, she looked lovely and ready for her funeral.Bloated and Sexy
Having drunk your fill,
You come to me blue, bloated
I press, water spurts
Some of you may still remember the double drowning case where 2 girls died after their raft overturned. I was fortunate enough to handle both cases because unlike most drowning cases, those girls were recovered before they could decompose and become putrid and bloated. Seeing how pretty and full of life they were from their photos in the newspapers, I really felt a sense of tragedy. Some idiot did not do the safety checks and now these two young lives have been snuffed out literally by the cold muddy waters. But I can’t help feeling tingle of pleasure as freshly drowned victims have always been my favourite. There is something about their (relatively) undamaged bodies and usually bloated bellies that is so appealing to me. I also like the way water spurts out from their mouth and nose when I press down on their bellies.
I decided to start with the one named S. From what I read, she had been a sporty and lively girl. Her feet were caught in an underwater sluice gate and by the time she was brought to the surface, she was already beyond hope although I am sure her male friends, teachers and the medics tried hard and enjoyed themselves in the process of giving her mouth to mouth and chest compressions. I lifted up the sheet covering her body and saw a girl with short hair who was very attractive in a youthful and spunky way. I held up her limp and wet body and pulled her tank top over her head. I then laid her back onto the slab, clad only in a white bra and shorts. Her feminine curves and youthful appearance was really sexy. She appeared undamaged besides her bluish complexion and darkened lips. I also noticed that she had a little pot belly which was inconsistent with her otherwise trim and fit appearance. I suspected that it was actually bloating due to swallowed water and I tested this by pushing down on her bulging abdomen. There was a gurgling sound and brownish water bubbled out from her mouth. I pushed a bit harder and more water spurt out from her mouth and two streams of water flowed out from her nostrils. I decided to continue with this until all the water is purged from her body. Soon, her belly regained its flatness. I cleaned the water from her face and proceeded on my work. But first, I enjoyed myself by giving her chest compressions and mouth to mouth, pretending that she could still be revived. Her breasts were firm and perky. Her mouth tasted salty from all the tidal waters she had swallowed but her tongue was titillating as I flicked it around her mouth in a post mortem French kiss. I then stripped her off her damp and slightly smelly bra, shorts and panties. As she has not been raped, I then proceeded to ensure that she would not be buried a virgin. Hopefully, I would not get any weird disease from all the dirty water she swallowed.
When I was done(both the sex and the embalming) , I gave her body a long, thorough wash. After drying her stiffening corpse, I dressed her in a a sleeveless top and a pair of jeans. I tidied up her hair and applied a thin layer of makeup on her face. Another satisfied customer.Bloated and Sexy Too
Stuck under too long
Water fills lungs and belly
Wet bra so sexy
After a short break, I started work on the second victim. After a short break, I started work on the second victim, R. She was supposed to be the sweet and demure one. I lifted up the sheet that covered her. The moment I saw her, I thanked heaven for sending me a second young, hot and untainted corpse in a day.She was prettier than S and her long hair was tied in a neat ponytail. She still had her tank top on and her tummy does not look as bloated as S’s. I lifted her upper body up, causing her head to loll around limply. A small stream of brownish water dripped out from between her slightly parted lips. Looks like they didn’t get all the water out of her either. I wrapped my arms around her midriff which felt slightly rounded and soft and gave her a couple of Heimlichs. More dirty water flowed out from her mouth and my final push resulted in a sexy sounding belch from the dead girl. I then helped her out of her soaked shirt, revealing her sexy maroon colored sports bra. I then removed her green hairband, letting her beautiful long hair flow freely around her beautiful sleeping face. I then lay her body onto the slab again.
I removed her sports bra, letting her small but shapely breasts pop free of their tight constraints. I gave each nipple a quick nibble before I stripped off her shorts and underwear. Determined not to let her remain virginal after death, I proceeded to have my way with her.
When I had impregnated her dead womb, I embalmed, washed and dried her and help her put on a pink dress that made her look lively and sexy.

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BACK TO PRIEST SCHOOL

FATHER PATRICK WAS TALKING TO HIS REPLACEMENT IN A SMALL VILLAGE CHURCH. ‘FATHER MICHAEL’HE SAYS,YOU WILL BE LOOKING AFTER MY FLOCK FROM NOW ON.’BUT WHERE DO I START?THE YOUNG PRIEST REPLIES.’YOUV’E BEEN HEARING CONFESSIONS FOR OVER 50 YEARS,I’LL BE LOST’. ‘DONT WORRY,SAYS FATHER PATRICK,’I’VE WRITTEN A LIST OF SINS AND ABSOLUTIONS ON THE WALL IN THE CONFESSION BOX.LOOK UP THE SIN AND IT WILL TELL YOU NEXT TO IT WHAT TO SAY.AFTER A WHILE YOU’LL GET TO KNOW THE CONGREGATION AND YOU’LL BE OKAY’. ONE WEEK LATER,FATHER MICHAEL IS SITTING IN THE CONFESSIONAL BOX LOOKING AT HIS MENTOR’S LIST WHEN HE GETS HIS FIRST VISITOR.’FORGIVE ME FATHER,FOR I HAVE SINNED’,SAYS A FEMALE VOICE.I HAD TO PERFORM ORAL SEX ON MY HUSBAND LAST NIGHT’.THE PRIEST SEARCHES THE WALL BUT CAN’T FIND THE CORRECT ANSWER ANYWHERE.IN DESPERATION HE PULLS OPEN THE CURTAIN OF THE BOX AND STOPS A CHOIRBOY. OI!!’WHAT DID THE PRIEST GIVE FOR A BLOWJOB?’ ‘A SNICKERS’THE LAD REPLIES.

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A MORAL DILEMMA Part 2

A MORAL DILEMMA PART 2
To get with the flow of this story (Plus other flows) you should read part 1 first. I hope you enjoy?
After my gorgeous 16 year old niece Kim standing stark naked in front of me, and after sucking on my very hard 9 inch cock practically begging me to take her to her to my bed and to teach her all about sex, and shove my big hard cock inside her taking her virginity what could I say?
After not having any sex for 2 years apart from self induced orgasm’s whilst fantasising over some of Kim’s teenage friends especially her 16 year old best friend Linda who had the most amazing pair of melon sized tits, there was only one thing I could say. “Of course sweetheart it would give me great pleasure, and hopefully you even more so? to take you to my bed and teach you what I can about sex.”
“Oh! Thank you uncle” said Kim throwing her arms around my neck throwing her naked body up into my open arms and wrapping her legs around my waist and lowering herself down astride my raging hard on, with my cock coming to rest between her bum cheeks, that I supported for the 2nd time in 2 days.
As she embraced me we kissed each other very passionately our tongues’ entwining, and Kim pressed her small but very firm breasts against me and I could feel her very long hard nipples trying to drill 2 holes in my naked chest.
After a very long kiss we both came up for air, and Kim said, “This feels amazing with you hard cock between my bum cheeks, do you think you can carry me to your bed like this?”
Being very fit from regular workouts in my gym, plus the fact that Kim was so petite, I replied, “Of course I can, it will be a pleasure and proceeded to walk towards the stairs, as I walked Kim kept letting out small moans as with each couple of steps the backward and forward motion of her pussy on my cock length was causing her pussy to drip her love juice all over my cock.
When I reached the bottom of the stairs I removed my right hand from her bum cheek still supporting her quite easily with the other hand, I placed my right hand between our bodies to gather as much of this slippery fluid as I could on my fingers, and then replaced it on her bum cheek, gradually I slipped my middle finger between her bum cheeks until I came to rest against the starfish of her bum, because of the slipperiness it just required a little pressure for it to slip inside her very tight hole as far as the first knuckle.
Kim let out a little moan and said, “Oh! That feels so nice; I’ve never had anything inside my bum before.”
I started walking up the stairs, and with every step Kim lowered herself a little more onto my finger, so that by the time we reached the landing my finger was buried deep inside her tight arse, as we walked to my room Kim was riding up and down on my finger, the effect of which was to cause her to release even more of her juices all over my cock and balls.
When I reached my room I lowered her gently onto the bed, still keeping my finger buried in her arse. We came together for a passionate kiss our tongues entwining once more, during this kiss I began pumping my finger in and out of her arse which was becoming looser, helped by the juices flowing from her pussy some of which was fining it’s way inside her bum hole.
We broke of the kiss and I kissed my way down to her very perky tits and began sucking on each of her engorged nipples in turn, and what with the sensations my finger were giving her was causing her to moan and groan with pleasure.
I then decided to introduce a second finger into the equation, as I pulled my middle finger almost out of her slippery arsehole I placed my slippery index finger alongside it and began to slip them both into her still very tight bum hole. I felt her tense up at this added intrusion into her most sacred orifice, to take her mind off this I bit quite firmly on her right nipple, which caused her to squeal out in pain, but also to groan out in pleasure, and before she realised it, my 2 fingers were buried deep within her arse, which was clenching on them to ensure they stayed there.
I then kissed my way down her body, bypassing her pussy until I reached her left ankle and then kissed my way up her right leg which by now was spread as far apart from its partner as was possible.
I eventually reached the base of my 2 fingers that were buried stationary deep in her arse to their fullest extent. I then run my tongue up the full length of her slit until I reached her clit, which by now, from all the attention she was receiving, had emerged from its hooded cover. I gave her a couple of flicks on her clit with my tongue which caused her to shudder with extreme pleasure, and then I changed tack and moved my tongue down until it was at the centre of her pussy hole and slipped it inside her very tight virgin pussy and began tongue fucking her so deep until I could feel the membrane that was protecting her virgin cunt, as I was doing this I began pumping my 2 fingers in and out of her once virgin arsehole until she began exuding her pussy juices into my waiting mouth, which I used to drink every drop of her precious nectar.
After about 10 minutes of this she had cum at least 3 times and I pulled my fingers from her arse and moved my body upwards until I was able to kiss her very passionately, and to give her the taste of her own juices.
We both lay there for a few minutes recovering our breath, and then Kim said, “Oh! Uncle, you have made me feel better than I could ever have imagined, are you going to fuck me now with your big hard cock and make me a woman?”
“Oh! No sweetheart there is one more lesson in the art of lovemaking before that happens.”
“What lesson is that my darling uncle? Does it involve you using my once virgin arsehole again? Even though I was very scared when you first touched me there, once I got used to it, it gave me so much pleasure.”
I’m so glad you enjoyed my anal stimulation sweetheart, because in lesson number 4 my cock will take the place of my fingers.”
“Oh! No uncle, I don’t think my tight bum will be able take your very large cock”
“Don’t worry so much, sweetheart, trust me? I promise you that it will fit.”
That’s easy for you to say it’s not your bum that’s going to be invaded.”
“Well sweetheart, you would be surprised, even some straight heterosexual men enjoy having their bum holes invaded during lovemaking”
“Even you uncle?”
“No I can’t say that I’ve had that pleasure.” I said wincing at the thought of anything inside my own arsehole.
“What is lesson number 2? As I just can’t wait to get to lesson number 3 and lose my virginity?”
Patience my little one, lesson number 2 is Soixante Neuf.”
“That sound French, which I skipped in favour of learning German.”
“Yes it is French which, translated into German is Sechzig Neun”
As her mind translated this Kim visibly blushed as she said, “That’s 69 which Linda say’s is a wonderful experience when done properly, especially by an older man who knows what he is doing.”
“Is that so, and pray tell me what does your best friend Linda know about sex with an older man?”
Ah! That’s a long story that I will tell you about sometime, so can we please proceed with lesson number 2 as my pussy is dripping with excitement?”
So we got into the 69 position and ignoring her clit I proceeded to lick Kim from the top of her slit to her starfish which due to my fingers stimulation had opened up like a flower so I was easily able to slip my tongue inside her arse, which I could tell Kim was enjoying very much by her moaning and increasing vigour of her sucking my cock into her mouth. After a few minutes of this I returned my attention to her pussy, concentrating on her clit which was protruding like a little penis, as I began sucking and chewing on her clit, Kim was writhing around with pleasure, but still continued to suck long and hard on my cock, and because of the angle she was at, she even managed to deep throat me taking all of my 9 inch cock inside her mouth until my balls were touching her chin. The feeling was amazing, never before had anyone managed to swallow all my cock, and here was this petite 16 year old girl achieving just that. Meanwhile I had inserted 2 of my fingers into the arsehole vacated by my tongue, and was pumping them in and out whilst alternating between sucking and chewing her clit and lapping up her juices which were increasing as she was building up to her climax. Suddenly Kim’s mouth left my cock for a few moments but then returned, I did not have time to wonder why because a moment later I felt her hand go between my legs and I realised that she had been wetting her finger or fingers. My arsehole was tensing in fear and apprehension, I then felt the tip of her finger probing against the resistance that it was getting, but Kim was very determined and increased the pressure until her finger slipped all the way inside my tight arsehole and she began to pump it in and out in time with my 2 fingers in her own arse.
Once I had got used to this intrusion of my hole, the feeling was fantastic, and after a few moments a second finger began to join its partner inside my arse resisted even more, but to no avail as Kim was even more determined to ensure that my arse was going to get the same treatment her own arse was getting.
Very soon both her fingers were pumping in unison with mine, and what with our mutual oral stimulations, I knew that we would soon be reaching our orgasms, and I was determined to bring her off first so that whilst she was in the throes of her climax I could fill her mouth with my hot cum.
Just as I was thinking this Kim did something that changed all that, whether by accident or design Kim bent her fingers inside my arse and pressed against my prostate gland giving me the most incredible feeling I had ever experienced in my life and I could feel my balls tighten up and my spunk coursing through my cock and erupting into Kim’s wet and willing mouth, this in turn caused Kim to have a massive orgasm filling my mouth with her juices.
After lying there exhausted for a few minutes Kim rolled off me and turned around and snuggled up to me. “That was the most fantastic experience I have ever had, I have never cum so much before, and I can’t wait for lesson number 3, where you rip my hymen to pieces with your big fat cock, but I’m still not too sure about lesson number 4 with your big fat cock being stuffed inside my little bum hole”
“I told you sweetheart don’t worry, it will fit, I promise you.”
“Well if it hurts too much, I might just borrow Linda’s Dildo and shove it up your arse, to see if it fits,” said Kim laughing. “Now when are we going to begin lesson number 3?
“Be patient little one, we will begin after lunch and when we have relaxed by the pool for a couple of hours, as I’m afraid I am not as young as I was, and I need to recharge my batteries, in order to make your fist time an occasion to remember with pleasure, unlike most girls your age whose first time is not anything like how they thought it would be, but rest assured you will be turned into a woman today, when I will rip your hymen to pieces as you so desire.”
End of Part 2

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Love in the Last Frontier, Part 2

I awoke to the bright morning light as it streamed in through the window. I glanced at my watch and was shocked to see that it was only 4:15 in the morning. A look outside told me that the sun had been up for at least an hour and it was brightly illuminating everything that it touched. I then knew what it meant to be in the land of the midnight sun and although it wasn’t midnight, it still should have been dark outside.
I looked over at my sleeping beauty as she lay right beside me and saw the most wonderful sight that these poor eyes had seen in ages. She was cuddled up in a ball facing my body with her upper arm draped over my chest. She had a contented look about her as she slept and I wondered if I was the cause of that contentment. Her long blonde hair was splayed out in a halo fashion surrounding her beautiful facial features and she looked just like I imagined an angel would look taking a brief nap from her heavenly duties.
I watched this vision until my body told me that I had to get some relief for my blander and as I slowly freed myself from her arm laying on my chest, I slid out of the double bed and made my way to the bathroom. Afterwards, I decided that I should get up and do some reading about where we were in the State of Alaska and to determine our next destination and sights that we wanted to see. I didn’t bother to get dressed but opted to head out into the motor home wearing only my smile.
I opened the blinds just enough to see out but not enough so anyone could see in and noticed that we were the only rig that was parked there beside the raging Russian River. I understood that in another month or so, this area will be filled with RVs that will be the home of many thousands of fishermen trying desperately to fill their limits of three king salmon per day. This area along the river is notorious for “combat fishing”; fishermen standing six feet apart, lining the banks on both sides, casting their lines out into the rushing waters, trying to catch the abundance of fish as they migrated up the river to spawn.
As I began to examine the maps that Neal had left for me, the closed door to the bed room opened and out walked my beautiful sleepy bed partner from last night. She had slipped on the night gown that she had purchased from Wal-Mart a couple of weeks ago back in Minnesota to cover her enticing little body from my eyes as she stumbled out to find her bed partner. Her eyes were still partly closed as she asked in a squeaky voice, “Where did you go?”
I smiled at her as I welcomed her over to where I was sitting to receive a tender hug around her waist which she graciously accepted. As she got there she said again in a sleepy voice, “You don’t have nothing on” and tried to smile a little through her groggy looking eyes.
“You do,” I said taking her into my arms and hugging her around the hips and waist.
She cooed softly as I drew her in next to my warm body and slid my hands under the night gown and rested them on her cheeks. She looked down at me and gave me an accepting smile and snuggled her crotch right into my wide spread legs. I began rubbing all over her back and butt cheeks as she stood there next to me, enjoying my impromptu standing massage. She was pressing her hips in towards me as I slid my fingers along her butt crack.
Sliding them the length of her crack, probing deep into her junction from her rear position, I found her opening just starting to secrete the moisture from her vagina. I pried her legs apart slightly with my entire hand as she let out a slight groan from her lips and closed her eyes in anticipation of the grandeur that she knew would follow. I didn’t want to disappoint her so, finding her two lips moist and willing, I inserted one of my own up into her canal as her knees buckled a little and she moaned out loudly.
I penetrated her opening with the full length of my finger and curled it up in search for her G-spot. Her reactive response to my finding it was sharp and aggressive as she bent her hips backward at first and then pushed them forcefully back against my exploring finger. She was wild with excitement as I ground away at her rough pleasure zone buried just inside and upward in her vagina. “Oh my God,” she said as I rubbed it over and over.
My free hand worked it way up to her breasts and, grabbing one nipple at a time, I pinched and rotated each one as I manipulated my finger inside her vagina. She was really getting hot by my stimulating manual assault on two of her sensitive areas and then she suddenly picked up her night gown by the hem and tore it off of her small little body exposing it totally to my eyes and my hands. My cock was rock hard by this juncture and she could see that it was ready for some action.
She pulled my hand out from between her legs and moved closer to my sitting position. I scooted my butt off of the chair that I was sitting in, leaving just a small portion still on it for support. She stepped with each foot straddling my legs and before she situated herself down on my raging cock, her breasts were in perfect reaching area for me to take them into my mouth and suck down hard on each. She threw back her head and moaned again very loudly then settled down on my erection and guided it up into her opening.
It went in slightly and began to twitch a little in anticipation of the greater experience that it knew awaited it. She was holding her breath as she lowered herself down and it impaled her small but willing opening. Her lubricated vagina opened up to its assault up her canal as she bit her lower lip and eased her bottom down to rest on my pubic hairs. She had taken the whole thing into her womb as she moaned a receptive moan out of her open mouth.
I moved both arms inside of the outstretched legs and pulled up on her knees as they were cradled there. Pulling up with my arms and standing up on my feet, she grabbed me by my neck and settled down even further on my enraged pole as it went in a little further. I began to bounce her up and down on my shaft as she gasped for breath from my cock impaling her vaginal opening. She could feel it as it bottomed out against her cervix and with each strike against it, she would cry out with a loud, “OH!” Each “OH” got louder and higher in pitch until she was screaming at the top of her voice, “OH, OH, OH!!”
She was about to cum as I thrust upward with my hips, ramming it into her sloppy wet hole with no regard to where it was hitting her. I must have hit her cervix a dozen times with my hard cock as I was bottoming out inside her womb, but I couldn’t get enough of her wanting opening. It was engulfing my penetrations and demanding more so I was complying with those demands the best that I could. We both built and built until we reached the pentacle of desire almost simultaneously and then we exploded into a total release that brought us both to the brink of unconsciousness.
I had held my breath for I don’t know how long, to the point that I was dizzy and almost ready to pass out. She was bouncing down on my cock, fiercely trying to impale it deeper up her canal and satisfy her unscratchable itch that was driving her onward. She was tossing her beautiful head from side to side as her hands were digging into the flesh on my neck and then she went perfectly still. I began to spill my guts out of my cock into her receptive hole and as I felt the backsplash from it hitting her cervix, I knew that I had not shot so hard in my life.
She was tight as a rod, unmoving for a second, letting it build and to consume her very essence and then, in one final cry of ecstasy, she exploded into a writhing mass of nerve ending all demanding stimulating at one time. She was crying out her release as she thrashed around on my pole and ground her chest into my face. She was wildly rising and lowering herself down on it as if she had abandoned all sense of reason. She was releasing all of her pent up emotions in one final expulsion as each and ever one of them were trying to exit her body at the same time. Her mind was losing any grasp of reality and as it began to tumble down, so did her ability to maintain her consciousness. She became like a spent, wet noodle in my grasp as she jerked and twitched herself into a well deserved rest.
I staggered backward and sat down with her still in my arms perched high on my crotch with both of her legs wrapped around my middle. She was breathing very heavily and so was I as I could feel the need for sleep creep over my body and soon I relented to it and fell into that wistful feeling of afterglow and the wonderful sleep that accompanies it.
I slept for hours with the gratefulness of feeling this beautiful girl still sitting on my lap as I dreamed about loving her the way that I had. It was a feeling of satisfaction and contentment, a feeling of a longing sensation and the gratification of achieving something special and, with this deep feeling, I had no problem sleeping the hours away.
Again, I was the first to regain consciousness at about 8:30 and as I slowly rolled Chloe off of me, I started to the bathroom to clean myself some and to get dressed. She wasn’t very happy about being awakened from her slumber but allowed me to leave her again and while I was in the bathroom, she crawled into bed and was fast asleep when I came into the room. I put on my clothes and went out to continue with my studies and allowed her to rest.
I was on my second cup of coffee and was deep in my planning when the bedroom door opened and my beautiful young bed partner stepped out into the light of the day. She had gotten dress this time into a pair of shorts and a loose fitting sweater and she looked fabulously radiant. She smiled at me as she walked over to the pair of chairs that were arrange on either side of the table, stopped to give me a kiss good morning and asked me where another cup was for her coffee.
I continued to plan out loud while Chloe started breakfast for the two of us and I had reached a decision just as she put the plates on the table. While we were eating I told her of my plans but she seemed rather distant, like she had the weight of the world on her shoulders. I finished telling her what and where I had planned to go but she still seemed lost in another world. I wondered what she was thinking about but I decided to let her tell me in her own time.
After we ate and cleaned up the rig, we headed back out onto the highway and on to Soldotna and Kenai to see the Cook’s State Park. It is an area of ground at the northern most point of the Kenai Peninsula and it has a commanding view across Cook’s Inlet towards the many volcanoes to the northwest. As I was explaining this area to Chloe, she was still not really listening to my narrative and seemed almost uninterested.
I quit talking for a while and continued to drive in silence when she finally asked, “Chris, when you asked me last night if I knew that what we did was going to change our relationship, well, you didn’t say what it would change it to. What kind of relationship did we have and what kind do we now have?”
This question took me totally off guard and I had to think about it before I could answer. “As I see it anyway, our relationship was that of the love of a daughter by her father. I’ve always considered you like my daughter since I was the first to see you come out of your mother’s womb. And now, well, it’s just different I guess. It has grown into something much more intimate than a love between father and daughter, more like a man and a woman who are attracted to each other. What do you think or want it to become?”
“I don’t know. I’ve always loved you, like a father but much more too. I’ve always fantasized about making love with you and you making love with me. That’s more than a daughter should feel isn’t it? But now that we have, you know, been together, well, I was just wondering where it goes from here,” she said in a questioning way.
I pulled off the road onto a parking area and put the RV into park to look at her directly in the eye. This seemed to make her feel a little uneasy as she stared down into her lap. I told her as earnestly and sincerely as I could, “Chloe, what we did was wonderful and I wouldn’t change a thing about anything that we did. I know that I love you in a different way than I did when you first came to live with me this summer. But I’m too old for you Chloe. You deserve much better than what I can offer you,” I tried to explain but seeing her reaction, I quickly stated, “But, I would like to try and see just where this relation will lead us. I don’t know, what do you think?”
A smile replaced the serious look upon her face and she scooted over and gave me a gentle, warm kiss on my lips. She looked out the windshield of the passenger’s side and asked, “When will we get to this State Park anyway?”
We traveled for only about 30 minutes more and we were at the outskirts of Soldotna. I soon found out that the peninsula was not as big as I thought and that you could travel from one end to the other in about 3 hours so I thought that this would make a good “base camp” for our stay. We stopped at the “Visitor’s Center” in Kenai to get a map of the area and to inquire as to the local highlights and, while we were stopped, I thought that we could head for one of my secret information gathering places, the local “greasy spoon” and ask a lot of questions.
We were directed to the historic section of Kenai to check out a little sandwich shop that was there. All of the locals usually gathered to share their lunch time while they “chewed the fat” so we got back in the rig and drove the 4 or 5 blocks to the restaurant. It turned out to be a treasure trove of information and we left there with much more knowledge of the peninsula than when we walked in. We even found a place to spend the night and they had nice hot showers to clean ourselves up.
Before we went out to the RV Park I called to make arrangements for the night and also the next one. I figured that we would spend at least a couple of days here and as I mentioned, this peninsula was just the size to make day trips out of it easily. We then headed out to Cook’s Inlet State Park to see what it offered and upon arriving, I certainly wasn’t disappointed.
On this clean beautiful day with its clear blue skies, the four volcanoes that sprung up on the other side of the inlet stood out like gems in the ocean of blue. Their white tops glistened as one would occasionally burp out a cloud of sulfur just to let you know that it was still active and the others would almost applauded their approval. The inlet itself was a muddy grey tone of silt and mud that would wash in with the tide and then be dragged back out with the currents. The tidal surge on the Cook’s Inlet was some of the strongest and greatest in the world so it was no wonder that the bottom could not get a hold.
We took many pictures during the hour and a half that the tide was coming in and were amazed at the huge rocks that littered the bottom that were soon covered by the ascension of the sea water and, when it had come in as far as it could, there wasn’t a single rock exposed to the air.
We finally heaed back into town to formally check in to our home for the next couple of nights so we were all set up by about 6 that evening. We still had many hours of daylight left so we decided to go for a walk through the country side and to see what we could see. Of course we took along our cameras and we weren’t disappointed in the wild life we captured digitally.
One was of two bald eagles in flight that I caught just as one was on its back with its talons outstretched while the other was on top of it in a likewise threatening pose. I had seen a similar shot somewhere else but to think that I actually caught them in this dance and recorded it digitally was one of proudest moments in my photographing career.
It was about 10 o’clock when we got back to the rig to catch a quick bite and to get cleaned up from the next day’s activities. The showers at the Park were not gender oriented, in other words, anyone could use any shower so when I stepped into the room I was instantly amazed and grateful for the room it offered inside. I hurriedly went back to the RV and told Chloe to bring her towel and soap because I had a surprise for her and grinned.
She followed me back to the showers and as she walked into one, she paused for a second, looked around and with a big grin on her face, she muttered, “Oh my, this is going to be fun,” and turned to close the door. I went up to her and gave her the biggest hug that I could as she opened herself up to getting very personal with me. I kissed her passionately on the lips as my arms encircled her shoulders and drew her in to my embrace. She melted into my arms as she melted my soul and I knew that I had to have her that instant.
I stood back from out embrace and looked down at her eager face smiling back at me with a yearning that would have seduced a priest. I reached out my hands to her sweater and pulled it up over her head as she assisted me by raising her arms. I tossed it aside and reached for the fly of her shorts. She stood by while I peeled them down over her hips and she deftly stepped out of her sandals and then her jeans. She was wearing little boy shorts for panties with a matching bra that did a lousy job of covering her breasts because they stuck out over the top and were quite stimulating to the viewer.
I had to touch the soft fleshy part of her breasts so I moved my fingers up to the top of her bra and inserted the back of my knuckles into the cups and slowly drug the back of my fingertips down onto her nipples. She closed her eyes and groaned at my touch and then moved a little closer to the caress as I placed my fingers on her shoulder straps. Removing them off of her shoulders and letting them fall down her arms as far as they could go, I once again moved my attention back up to the cups that were clinging to her globes and peeled them off, exposing her two wondrous breasts to my starving eyes.
Her bra fell down to gather at her tummy but my eyes did not follow the motion; they were glued to the spectacle of seeing her two lovely bare globes. They were so perfectly shaped, all round and soft looking, I just had to touch them one more time. They weren’t so big that they hung down any yet they weren’t so small that they had no life in them either. They were just right and, for now anyway, they were all mine and I wanted to suck them one at a time.
But first, I had to see what her new panties were hiding under their lacy layering of fabric so I touched my hand right on her crotch and dug in with my fingers. She backed away just a smidgen as I pressed my finger into her pubic area but the sound that escaped her lips gave me all the approval that I needed. I cupped my palm under her junction and slowly pulled it upward, dragging my fingers along her slit as I finally touched her at her waistband.
Never taking my eyes off of her crotch, I slipped her panties slowly down past her hips on the sides, her crack on her rear and her pubic growth in front until I had them falling free down to the floor. I sucked in my breath seeing her naked once again as I tossed her panties aside to join with the rest of the clothing she wore but a few seconds ago and then turning back to her, I stepped forward to take her into my arms again and embrace my beautiful young woman standing naked before me.
I hugged her for a brief minute or so and then she stepped back away from me, looked up into my eyes and reached out to take off my pullover shirt. She made short work of my clothing and as she pulled my boxers over my semi-hard cock, she went down to her knees to take it into her mouth. I reached down and grabbed her by her armpits and pulled her up, saying, “Not yet Chloe. There will be lots of time for that but first I want to clean every inch of your body and let you clean every inch of mine.”
She smiled as she got back up on her feet and reached for the soap and washcloth she had brought along with her. Applying an ample supply of soap to the cloth, she started to smear it all over my chest and arms and then let her hands slide down my body until she was rubbing my crotch with the soapy solution. Her hand with the cloth went down between my legs and down to my thighs but then she brought it back up as she looked up into my eyes and smiled an even bigger smile. My knees started to buckle as she reached the shaft of my cock and slid the washcloth back and forth on it.
“Is that clean now,” she asked in a teasing tone to her smiling face.
“I think that it need just a little more,” I cooed back as her eager hand kept up the pumping.
She just grinned but added, “When do I get all clean and spotless?”
“Oh how about now,” I said, taking the washcloth out of her hand.
I applied another coating of the soap that she had brought to the washcloth and lathered it into a foaming mess before I started to smear it all over her young tender breasts. The suds gathered on the tips of them, right at the nipples and dripped down to the floor. I reapplied it and watched as it repeated the dripping and I then washed over her entire breast line. I stopped for a minute to admire my work and then proceeded down to her tummy.
Washing that area completely from her waist up to her breasts, I ran the soapy washcloth around and around her tummy area until it was clean as a babies butt before I took my concentration down to my favorite area. I reapplied the soap one more time before starting and I watched as it gently started to rub on her crotch. I noticed her eyes closing and her mouth opening as it made its way down between her separating legs and found the area of the opening between them. I hesitated there for a second before I started retrieving my touch back out into the light of day.
She still had her eyes closed as I massaged in the soapy lather around her tight labia lips and she moaned a little in response. I lowered myself down and knealed at her wide spread feet so I could get a good look at her pubic area as I moved the washcloth down to wash her legs. I went all the way down to her ankles before I retraced the cloth back up her inner thighs and in so doing, it caused her shutter and moan at the sensation. She was really get turned on by my presence at her eager pussy and she showed it by moving herself closer to the washcloth and spreading her legs out wider.
Now she was standing almost on top of my kneeling position so I scooted down and took my seat between her legs. I looked up between them and saw the most wondrous sight I had seen in a long, long time. Her two lips were puckered together tighter than a clam shell and the fuzzy hairs that covered them were dripping wet from the shower water running down her front. She was leaning into my face so I stuck out my tongue and ran it up her slit. She moaned and leaned in ever further.
I put my entire face up between her legs until my nose was nestled right into her snatch. She was grinding away with her hips as my tongue separated her two puffy pussy lips. She let out a scream as I licked my tongue right up against her pleasure node as she almost stumbled forward onto the shower wall. I steadied her with my hand but my fingers went up to her junction and then up into her opening. She froze for a second then cried out at the top of her lungs, “OH CHRIS YES, RIGHT THERE! YES RAM IT IN ME!”
I pumped it into her warm wet vagina a couple of times and then withdrew it and spun her around so she was facing the opposite direction. I got back up on my knees, pushed her over at the waist and put my hand directly between her legs and then I felt for her holes. She had separated her legs out wide so when I placed my hand directly on her junction, she bent her knees a little as she pushed her butt out into my probing fingers. I was in heaven looking into her openings and ready to penetrate into both.
I massaged her anus with my thumb first, running it around the perimeter of her little rose bud while gently pressing into its confines. While it was probing its way in, my middle finger was penetrating her vaginal canal. This was much easier to enter than her anus because of her natural lubrication but as I massaged it with my thumb, it began to form a little moisture around her anus and soon my thumb was penetrating itself up to the knuckle as she made a ghostly sound of pleasure and backed into my hand, trying to push it in further.
It began to work as I soon felt my entire thumb go into her rectum and she started to squeal in a high pitched voice. I was pumping my finger in and out of her vagina as she was arching her back but suddenly pulled away and turned around to pull me up to my feet. Grabbing me by my rock hard cock, she led me out of the shower and scooped up her towel and announced, “Let’s get dressed and go back to the RV so we can make love all night long.” I agreed with her suggestion and grabbed my towel in an effort to dry myself off so I could pull on my clothes. I led the way back to our campsite and held the door for her to enter first but I was right behind her.
I watched her rear end as she managed the two steps up into the rig, knowing that she hadn’t put on her boy shorts underwear and that giggle that I detected was from the freedom of constraint of her buttocks. As I entered behind her, I stopped, locked the door behind us and grabbed my little beauty by the shoulders, turning her around. I kissed her hard on the lips with my exploring mouth and was met by a tongue that was searching for its mate in mine. I mashed down on the lips and I searched out her back with my hands. I knew there was no bra either as I soon was under her sweater and I was pulling it up.
My hands were strongly squeezing her back and as the sweater made its way off over her head, her hands started tearing at my shirt to get it off also. Mine went immediately down to her fly as I had them open in a second. I thrust my hand down the front of her shorts and didn’t stop until I was cradling her crotch in my out stretched palm. She stopped in the middle of removing my trousers when I made contact down there as her eyes closed and she raised her chin for an instant but then she seemed frantic to get me naked. Finally, after we disrobed each other and were standing in a wild embrace, feeling our naked bodies rub together, I reached down and picked her fine little body up into my arms and carried her into the bedroom.
All the way in to the room, she had her eyes closed as she was panting out of her mouth with excitement. I threw her down on the bed and she bounced to a stop in the middle with her legs spread out wide and bent at the knees. I looked at her muffin and my eyes glazed over with lust it looked so inviting so I buried my face as deep as I could into her crotch and started to suck, lick and bite my way into her treasure. My nose was deep into her vagina and my tongue was reaming out her anus as she was screaming with excitement.
“Oh God Chris, that feel so good!” she kept saying. “I love the way you make me feel!”
Her heels were dug in to the bed and she arching her back a foot off of it. She reached for the hair on my head and pulled it down even further into her open snatch. Chloe was shaking her head from side to side as she continued to cry out with pleasure. I moved my mouth up to take in her clitoris between my lips and I started to suck on her little node as hard as I possibly could. Again she reacted in the way a wild and totally out of control person would act; thrusting up her pelvis and pulling down on my head. She was about to cum so I brought her home the best that I could by biting tenderly on her clitoris as I was sucking the very life out of her.
She strained her back higher than I thought it was possible as she held her breath. She acted as if she was trying to hold back her release to let it build until it would not build any further. Then in one last cry, she shuttered all over and proceeded to pump her hips and gyrate her crotch area around and up and down all at the same time, grinding her clitoris into my lips as hard as she could. Over and over her pussy pulsated as it spewed out her juices all over my face. I loved it so much that I willingly opened my mouth and drank in as much of it as I could.
Having tasted her most imamate fluids, I crawled on my hands and knees up her body until my knees were beside her head and my crotch was right above her face. She was panting uncontrollably with her eyes still closed as she felt my cock brush against her cheek. She opened her eyes wide, opened her mouth and eagerly placed her lips around my cock and began to suck it in to her hungry mouth. I almost died right there on the spot it felt so good. My cock was raging hard as she took it all in and while she had it there, I turned to face the other way and went down between her wide spread knees.
She cried out in protest, mumbling something about being too sensitive down there but that didn’t deter my efforts one little bit. I landed with my arms between her legs and hooking one with each elbow and pulled her legs back until I was looking at her crotch pointing straight up in the air. Once again she tried to stop me but her mouth was full of my cock so I couldn’t make out a word she was saying.
I wetted my middle finger with my saliva and placed it on her rectum and then, without any warning, I pushed it through her reluctant sphincter into her bowels just as far as it would go. I heard a muffled scream escape her mouth as I inserted my thumb up her vagina and began thrusting it in and out as fast as I could. I tilted my hand up to make room for my mouth as I plunged down on her unsuspecting clitoris and a cry went up out of her full mouth. It was more of a gurgle than a cry but I got the idea that she was loving the feeling and was responding with gyrations and convulsing that almost threw me totally off her body.
She took my cock further and further into her mouth as she was making the gurgling sounds of pleasure. It was coming out as a guttural groan but it was rhythmic to the ear as the pitch continued to rise. She was going wild with desire and lust when I bit down slightly on her pleasure button and that sent her over the top. She jammed my cock into the back of her throat as she locked her knees around my shoulders. Lifting her hips up off the bed with my face still buried in the crotch and my fingers still pumping her openings, she cried out in a loud gurgle but continue to devour my erection in her mouth.
Her orgasm became paramount in her life at that moment and she was working hard to get the utmost release from her ordeal. She was ramming her crotch up into my mouth and hand as she pulling my butt into her wide open mouth and sucking hard on my erupting cock. As I shot my juices deep within her mouth and down her throat, she swallowed it all and wanted even more to come out of the end. I shot another load and then another. She swallowed every last drop, still gurgling her orgasmic bliss.
She soon started to settle down and as she released my deflating cock from her lips, I heard her softly saying over and over, “Oh Chris, I love you. I love you so much.” The only real response that I could truthfully make was, “I know Chloe, I know.”
She fell fast asleep, totally spent and satisfied with our love making that evening. I fell into a wonderful slumber that lasted about a half hour and when I awoke, I gently got out of bed and walked to the front of the RV to reflect on just where I wanted this relationship to go. I didn’t feel that at that moment I had much control over anything anymore and I wanted that to change. But without an idea as to what I wanted it to be, it was going to continue to head in its present direction and I didn’t know if I wanted that or not. I had to think this through.
I poured myself a rum and coke and sat down to think about it for awhile. What did I feel for Chloe anyway? What did I want our relationship to be? I knew that she loved me; that was obvious and she readily admitted it tonight, but how did I feel about her? I thought the world of her; my gosh I helped raise her since she was born, but do I love her? But what is love anyway? If I could answer that question then maybe I could know if I loved Chloe or not. I love her body and love making love to her, but do I love her?
My mind went back to the time I met her mother. I mean I know I loved Julie, I asked her to marry me. But what did I love about her? She was fun and she made me laugh. She had a great body and she knew how to use it, but is that all love is; a few laughs and a great time in the sack? The more I asked the question the more confused I got so after awhile, and a few more rum and cokes later, I drifted off to sleep in the chair I was sitting in only to wake up about 4 in the morning with a neck ache and stiff muscles so I joined my lover in bed. I cuddled up to her bare butt and threw my upper arm under hers and placed it on her lower shoulder and went right to sleep all warm and close to her.
I slept like a log until about 8 AM when I felt Chloe’s warm little butt push back into my morning erection. I don’t think I had moved from when I went to sleep because my cock was wedged into her butt between her legs and with the morning hard on in full bloom, I was rubbing right up next to her opening and turning her on. She cooed a warm gentle noise as she scooted back into my cock and she moved my hand from her shoulder to her breast. I gave it a gentle squeeze and she cuddled back into it even more.
She began a rocking motion with her hips, sliding them back and forth across my protruding cock until I started to feel the warmth along it length. I moved my hand from her breast down to her junction until I suddenly felt my own cock sliding between her two lips. I placed my first and third fingers on the sides of them and pushed and squeezed them together around my now fully erect cock. The moisture that she was secreting lubricated her canal and my cock was sliding easily up and down its full length.
She moaned a little and turned onto her side and threw her leg over my hip, opening up her entire crotch to my exploration. I put my hand on her leg and drew it up to my waist and then placed it down right on her pussy. She moaned out loud and moved her hips apart inviting my manual pressure and manipulation into her treasure trove of pleasure and when I found her love button, she pressed her hips tightly against my finger and called out, “Oh Chris I love you.”
I wanted to tell her that I loved her too, but I didn’t want to lie to her. I don’t know if I loved her or not but one thing that I did know was that I wanted to make love with her right then. I wanted to take it slow and gentle. I wanted to make it last and last; I didn’t want it end. I wanted to be gentle with her, to make her want it more than anything she’s ever wanted in her life. I wanted her to orgasm in the most unbelievable way; one that she will never forget. I wanted to earn her love for me and I wanted to, maybe, learn to love her too.
I rolled her to her back and got up on my knees between her legs and looked down into her eyes. They were open and loving in her acceptance of my advances. I continued to search into her eyes as I slid my lower body down onto her wide spread legs while propping my upper body up with my arms. She was looking deep into mine with the warmest, surrendering look that I could ever imagine and as I slid my manhood into position to enter her, she bit down on her lower lip, closed her eyes for a second and then inhaled her breath in anticipation.
I eased myself down into her warm soft opening as she once again looked up with a grateful, loving look in her eyes and then opened her legs even wider. As it entered into her wet vagina and slid it all the way in, she strained her hips up into my gentle thrust to meet it half way. I touched her cervix with the end of my cock and she shuddered just a little and then relaxed as I slid it out. Still looking into those beautiful loving blue eyes, I reversed myself and once again penetrated her vaginal canal, separating the protective walls as I went in and then stopped again at her cervix. She sighed as she met my thrust and then whispered, “Oh Chris, you make me feel so good.”
Her eyes were looking into mine with this dreamy sort of stare as I continued to slide it gently in and out of her vagina. She was getting hotter with every entry as she opened her mouth and began panting her approval. I slid up a little on her body to change the position of my stroke and when I inserted it fully, she gasped out loud when I rubbed up against her clitoral area. She closed her eyes for a second as she arched her back and threw back her head. When she reopened those baby blues and looked into my eyes once again, she managed to whisper, “God Chris, how do you know what I want?”
Without answering the question, I began sliding my cock into her wanting pussy with greater speed and intensity. She was starting to build her excitement and was saying over and over, “Oh, oh, oh,” in an ascending tonal range. Pretty soon her was shrieking wildly, “OH MY GOD CHRIS, AH, AH, AH! YES OH YES!” She camped down on my cock with her vaginal walls as it slid in and out while her juices began to flow. She was humping her hips in rhythm with my insertion, trying to ram it as far into her tunnel as she could possibly could. She was holding her breath and was becoming rigid and tense, trying to hold her release off just as long as she possibly could until she could hold it back no longer.
Chloe grabbed me by my ass and pulled me into her as hard as she could just as she let out her release. She tightened her facial muscles, opened her mouth and closed her eyes and then cried out in an agonizing growl, “OH MY GOD CHRIS, I’M CUMMMINGGGG!!!” Just then, I grunted and growled my own release and exhaled my breath into a deep vocal response and began shooting my sperm deep into her wanting womb. I could feel it shoot over and over against her cervix; splashing and sliding its way into her depths and it wouldn’t stop. I must have spewed a gallon of my bodily fluids into her confines before I could gradually feel the pressure start to subside.
It was slowly sliding in and out of her now sloppy wet vagina as it started to deflate. She was past the needy part of her orgasm but her vagina walls were still sucking the last of any fluids out the end of my cock. I finally collapsed upon her tiny little body and slipped once again into a state of restfulness as did Chloe. We rested there for awhile, unmoving but content in yet another wonderful sexual encounter that brought us one step closer to that mutual love and respect that we both craved.
I rolled off of her but brought her with me until she was lying on top of my chest as she woke from her brief respite. She raised her head and looked deep into my eyes with this dreamy love that I could only imagine ever seeing in a woman’s eyes. She smiled and whispered, “I love you, Chris. I’ve always loved you and I always will.”
I needed to respond but I couldn’t confess a love that I didn’t trust. So I began, “Chloe, I…”
She put a finger to my lips and said, “Shush, I know Chris, I know.”

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The Forgotten

This is a work of fiction. All characters are 18 and over, not based on anyone living or dead. Contains scenes of non-consent.

African Mask of Hardcore sex

Why is it so easy
for me to fall in love
For my heart so easy
to be preyed on
For is it his words
or the dreams I have
Being held
by all means I got to have him
I want it soo bad
For the first time he wrote me a poem
I felt something
Not because he was finally my age
but because the connection
Kinda phoney
But atleast he tried
to feel my pride
with his feelings inside
Prolonging my sentence
to dust without him
I feel like this is a lifetime
so long I’ve found a picture of him
So long becuase this life’s crime
For he often tells me how strong his mind is
and how much he will give it to me
but I can’t cum all by myself
and keep feeling his same unfelt kiss
For am I addicted to love
do I need someone that bad
For the dream I had
was so sensitive to feel
I could feel everything
He was there
Dark skin
arms like the true man
I felt every touch he gave to me
For when he touched my thy
my eyes felt shy
For when he kissed my lips
my knees trembled
for when he laid me down
for I felt like a crown had been placed on his head
Looking at him everyday
with him never knowing what I said
Or could he
We catch eyes
And look deeply
as if surprised
that we love each other
Or is it just me
I don’t know
Love is too much my friend
broken up
now back together again
No breaks does love give to me
Please peace
can this love bring me serenity
With this dream
I gave plenty pleasure
To myself
Thinking about it everyday
Again
Touch,
Feel
And the sound of him saying
Baby
Softly whispered in my ears
As my back lay on the soft bed
I feel him corresing me
as my legs softly spread
going down kissing me
every milisecond
I fall more into him
The blink of my eyes
don’t make it much better
for I find out
That heats him more
For to him
My eyes he does adore
So he goes down
First to kiss
then to suck
then to lick
then to fuck
ME
Its all about me
And love found me agian
I wonder if this will end
just like all the others
This time though
My African knight
fucked me
with a lions ferosity
And my eyes
want to open
Who can help it
They did
And here we go agian
I’m awake
To nothing
but this empty room
and the new day of doom
without my love
So soon to come
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Erik was an unremarkable student. While being basically in shape, he would never be taken as an athlete. He was too bookish to fit in with the cool crowd, but not nerdy enough to be accepted as a nerd. On the whole, he went mostly unnoticed as he went through his classes.
Zoe was also an unremarkable student. Although not unattractive, she eschewed long hair, makeup and skinny jeans in favor of more convenient choices. She didn’t try to fit into any of the cliques, but neither was she ostracized by high school society either. On the whole, she went mostly unnoticed as she went through her classes.
They would probably never have known each other if the teacher of the history class they shared hadn’t decided to assign partners in the group project randomly. Everyone’s name went into a hat and pairs were drawn out. Erik and Zoe were paired up.
The two knew of each other, in that way that you sort of know who is in your class, but had never really talked before getting together after class in the library to start work on their project.
They both found each other quite easy to get along with. Erik liked the fact that Zoe was uncomplicated and straightforward. Zoe liked that Erik actually seemed to listen to her and cared about her input. Both of them liked that they actually cared about this assignment and were both relatively good students.
The two worked quite late into the afternoon. Erik noticed first, “It’s getting a bit late. I hope you didn’t miss your ride.”
“I live nearby,” Zoe replied. “I was just going to walk home.”
“Me too. I think football practice is getting out soon. Why don’t we ask my brother for a ride?” Erik suggested. Only seniors are allowed to have cars at school.
“That’d be nice,” Zoe replied as they packed up their stuff.
When they got to the parking lot, several members of the football team were already there. “Hey, Ken,” Erik called out to his brother. “Can we get a ride?”
“Buzz off, twerp,” was Ken’s reply when he saw Erik.
Erik stood stunned. While his brother was never the model of politeness, he’d never gotten this reaction from him before. He saw the cheerleader Ken was helping into his car ask something and heard Ken reply, “Oh, nobody important.”
Erik took another step towards the car when a 300 pound lineman blocked their path. “When the boss tells you to leave, you leave,” he thundered, standing between them and his brother’s car. His stance was clear that he was ready to pound Erik into the ground to enforce his edict. And equally likely that he wouldn’t have any idea how to spell edict, if he even knew what it meant.
“OK, OK…” Erik said as they backed away. He turned to Zoe, “I’m sorry. Maybe I can walk you home instead.”
“Sure,” Zoe said quietly.
“I’m sorry about my brother,” Erik explained as they walked down the sidewalk. “He’s never done that to me before. I know he’s a dumb jock, but he’s usually not that rude. I guess he just wants to look cool for the dumb blonde he picked up.”
“You don’t know the half of it,” Zoe said, with a bit of fire in her voice. “That dumb blond is my sister Sophie.”
“You’re sister?” Erik said. “Um… sorry.”
“Don’t be,” Zoe said. “She is just as dumb and self-centered as she looks. She could have said something when she saw me, but didn’t.”
“Figures,” Erik said. “Sorry if this come out the wrong way, but she didn’t really look much like you.”
“That’s because she’s fake,” Zoe said proudly. “Her hair is the same light brown as mine, but she dyes it blonde. I suspect that she pads her bra a bit too.”
“That’s silly,” Erik said. “Whomever she makes out with is going to uncover that deception pretty quick.”
“Well, it hasn’t stopped her in the past,” Zoe quipped back. “This is my house right here.”
“Just a few blocks from my place,” Erik said. “Since we’re going to be spending all of this time together working, why not spend some of it having fun instead. Do you want to catch a movie this weekend?”
“Sounds great. Saturday?”
“Saturday it is.”
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Saturday arrived. Erik and Zoe were sitting in the back seat of Ken’s car with Sophie in the front passenger seat. Erik and Zoe sat with quiet amusement while Ken and Sophie were quietly irritated in the front.
Erik had asked his dad if he could drop Erik and Zoe off at the movies, since the state doesn’t allow kids to drive after dark until they are 21. Dad was too busy though and, despite his protests, he told Ken to take him. “It’ll be like a double date,” Dad said.
Ken didn’t want to have anything to do with a double-date. But like it or not, here he was chauffeuring the little siblings around.
Ken pulled up to the curb at the movies. “Here you go,” he said.
“I thought you two were going to see a movie too,” Erik replied. That’s certainly what Ken told his parents.
“No. We’ve got more exciting plans. We’ll be back to pick you up at 10:30. Now get out.”
Alone on the curb the two of them finally felt free to chat to each other. “I can’t believe your brother is just ditching us.”
“Believe me; he didn’t want to have anything to do with us. What was with Sophie though?” When the girls were picked up, Zoe was dressed casually in a sleeveless blouse and jeans, fitting in with what Ken and Erik were wearing. Sophie was wearing a relatively fancy dress, heels, jewelry, and lots of makeup.
“She’s being silly,” Zoe said. “She absolutely had to make sure that she looked better than I did when we got picked up.”
“But she looks ridiculous! Clearly Ken didn’t expect her to be dressed like that. It makes her stand out – and not in a good way.”
“Thinking things through has never been one of Sophie’s strong points.”
Looking up at the movie board Erik asked, “Which one do you want to see?”
“How about that one?” Zoe suggested, pointing at the recent sci-fi release.
“Really?” Erik asked in surprise. “I thought for sure I’d have to sit through that chic-flic over there.”
“Those movies are always too cliché and predictable,” Zoe explained. “Or they’re too raunchy and predictable.”
“And sci-fi movies aren’t?”
“They’re corny and predictable,” declared Zoe, “but at least the effects are fun to watch.”
“Let’s go then!” he said.
They bought tickets and settled in near the back of the theater. Since neither had seen this movie, and both were interested in it, they kept their comments to a minimum. Zoe was the first to realize that the armrests lifted up. She did so and snuggled close to Erik. He responded by putting his arm around her shoulder as they sat close, whispering comments to each other.
“Why are women in the future always so scantily clad?” Zoe asked halfway through the movie as the villain, inevitably female and inevitably clad in clothing that is neither practical nor protective, made her appearance.
“It’s the rage of the future,” Erik joked. “In ten years, even you’ll be dressing like that.”
“Eep,” Zoe squeaked. “I could never wear that – at least not where anyone could see me.”
Later, during one of the contrived love scenes involving the hero and a random alien, Zoe commented, “What is it with aliens anyway?”
“Who knows? Maybe because it’s different.”
“Different is the word. But would you like to kiss someone with green skin?”
“Nope, I’ll stick with ordinary colors like you,” Erik said and gave Zoe a quick peck on her cheek.
Zoe was surprised by the sudden kiss, but she liked it. She turned her head invitingly towards Erik and he responded with another kiss on her lips. It wasn’t long, but it felt sweet. She smiled as she snuggled closer.
When the credits started rolling, both of them turned towards the other and shared another kiss. This one was longer, with Erik’s tongue gently sliding between Zoe’s lips. His hand stroked her upper arm. Even though the pleasure of the kiss, Zoe was on guard to ward off any unwanted advances of Erik’s hand. When they didn’t happen, Zoe was able to relax and enjoy the feelings.
Zoe jumped back when the lights came up. “We’d better get going,” she said with a smile. They walked hand-in-hand back to the curb.
Ken’s car pulled up right on time. As they got in, Erik noticed that Sophie’s hair and makeup job were coming a little unglued and the result made her look worse than if she hadn’t had anything done. They also found Sophie’s heels tossed in the backseat.
Erik motioned towards them and Zoe mouthed ‘silly’ while gesturing towards the front. Both of them chuckled quietly.
“Have fun?” Erik asked Ken as they drove back to drop off the girls.
“None of your business,” he replied gruffly. “And don’t even think of saying anything. For all you know, we just went to a different movie.”
Erik turned towards Zoe and made a condescending gesture towards his brother. Again, the pair giggled.
They soon arrived at Zoe’s house. Ken and Sophie made a big deal about kissing each other goodbye. Zoe wasn’t about to do that with others watching. She rolled her eyes at their over-acted display and that elicited another giggle from Erik.
“Back to the project on Monday?” Erik said to Zoe.
“Unfortunately. See you at school.”
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“Ready to do a dry run?” Zoe asked Erik next Thursday when they met after class.
“As ready as we’ll ever be,” Erik replied. “The library won’t work though.”
“Let’s go to my house,” Zoe offered. “There’s plenty of space in the living room.”
“Sure.”
The two were still going over the outline of their presentation when they arrived at Zoe’s house twenty minutes later. Zoe unlocked the front door and the two stepped into the entry way. The front door opened to steps that led up to the living room. Zoe could see through the railing, her head level with the living room floor and her voice cut off mid-sentence with what she could see.
On the floor of the living room, they saw Sophie naked, lying flat on the floor. Leaning over her was Ken, equally naked and sliding his cock in and out of Sophie’s pussy. Zoe’s hand clenched Erik’s tighter as she took in the carnal scene in front of her. She could hear the sounds of moisture as Ken’s cock moved in Sophie’s pussy, the slapping sound of his balls against her ass, the gasps of breath Ken made with each stroke and the soft moans from Sophie as she received it.
Zoe’s mind froze in overload as the sights and sounds filled her senses. Although shocked at one level, a primal instinct in her wished that she was in Sophie’s position right now. That desire never bubbled up to her conscious thought, but made her hold possessively to Erik’s hand.
Erik also took in the sights and sounds and the erotic display in front of him made him as hard as a rock. He was disappointed that he couldn’t see more of what was going on, but this also made discovery unlikely. Erik felt Zoe’s hand clutch his tighter and tighter and realized that she was frozen into inaction. “Let’s go,” he whispered pulling Zoe out of the door.
The two walked down the street in silence towards Erik’s house. After the initial flush of lust passed from Erik’s mind, he grew concerned at Zoe’s silence. She was walking quickly and the grip on his hand remained as tight as ever. When they got to Erik’s house and went downstairs to the living room, Zoe started talking about the presentation again, but her words were tumbling over each other incoherently.
Erik interrupted her, “Do you want to talk about it?”
“What?”
“You were silent the whole way over here, and you’ve still got a death-grip on my hand.”
Zoe released his hand as if burned. “Sorry,” she mumbled.
“It’s okay. I’m just worried since you’re clearly bothered by it.”
Zoe didn’t know what she was feeling or how she was supposed to react. “It’s just…” she started. “You hear about it, but…”
“You don’t really think about it actually happening,” Erik continued. “Then you didn’t know?”
“I guess there were stories…” Zoe mumbled. “And the head cheerleader and the football QB – it’s so cliché. But… Seeing it…”
“It’s not like the stories you hear, right?”
Zoe nodded in agreement. “I mean girls talk about doing it. Guys too, I guess.” Erik nodded. “But it’s not what you picture… Oh, I’m not making any sense.”
Erik took her hand again. “It does. Maybe it would be less shocking if they had demonstrations like that in health class instead of those dry descriptions.”
“Remember Saturday…” Zoe trailed off.
“You think that’s what they were doing when we were at the movie?” Erik completed her thought.
“Yeah, but where would they go?”
“Maybe they drove some place quiet and did it in the back seat.”
“Right where we were sitting?” Zoe shuddered.
“I hope they at least wiped the seat off when they were done.”
Zoe giggled. “Here’s a scary thought. Imagine your parents doing that.”
“Ewwww,” Ken replied. “I suppose everyone has to do it, even you someday.”
Zoe’s eyes got a dreamy glaze on them for a moment as she imaged herself once again in Sophie’s place. “But I’d have to be all naked!”
“What’s wrong with that? You look terrific.”
“My breasts are too small – not like Sophie’s. And I’m too fat!” Zoe protested.
“Nonsense. Your breasts are just the right size. Bigger isn’t always better. And you’re not fat either. Fat means you can’t see your feet.”
“Really?”
“I’ll show you. If you’re fat, I couldn’t do this…” Erik said as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her around the room. “See,” he said before plopping down into the couch with Zoe cradled in his arms.
Zoe smiled adoringly back at Erik and he responded by leaning in for a kiss. A few seconds later, Zoe broke off saying, “We’d better get to work on that presentation though.”
“But kissing you is more fun,” Erik said as he leaned back in.
More moments passed before Zoe regretfully separated again. “Unfortunately, I don’t think we’ll be graded on our kissing.”
Erik sighed in agreement. “I suppose.”
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“I’m glad that’s over with,” Zoe said as they were walking home from school one week later. The two of them had just gotten their grade back for their project presentation yesterday – an ‘A’.
“No kidding. I hate giving presentations.” Erik agreed.
“You didn’t seem that nervous.”
“Maybe because we rehearsed it so many times at home.”
“Speaking of that: I saw that awesome video system in your living room every time we practiced. I’d love to try it out.”
“Too bad there isn’t a video store nearby, but there are plenty of older movies at home to watch.”
At Erik’s house, Zoe looked through the stack of movies in the cabinet. “I haven’t seen this one in quite a while,” she said, pulling out an older sci-fi title.
Erik got the movie started while Zoe spread out the blanket and got comfortable on the couch. She patted the couch next to her and cuddled up to Erik under the blanket. Erik put his arms around her as the movie started and the two sat very close.
They whispered silly observations about how unrealistic that scene was and how wrong that technology prediction was and giggled about how simpler things would be for the movie characters if they just did this instead.
Then it happened. Erik shifted position slightly to sit up a little straighter. At the same time, Zoe wiggled a little to find a more comfortable angle to lean against him. For a moment, Erik’s hand slid directly onto her breast for just a moment before he quickly moved it off.
Zoe definitely felt the contact. It was like a static shock – too brief to really provide any real sensation. She didn’t know if he had done it on purpose. Other than the surprise, it didn’t feel unpleasant. She had been used to warding off unwanted advances before, but this didn’t feel unwanted to her. She looked towards Erik and gave him a reassuring smile to indicate that everything was okay.
Erik moved his hand quickly as soon as he realized what had happened. The contact was too brief for him to really feel anything and he was worried that Zoe would freak out. He saw her give a quick smile and snuggle in closer. Erik didn’t know if that was a ‘I know it was an accident’ smile or ‘It’s okay for you to touch me’ smile.
After a few quite minutes, he hoped it was the latter. He slowly moved the hand that was around her waist upwards, watching for signs of disapproval. With no such disapproving signs, his hand moved to fully cup her breast. He could feel its soft pliancy, although the texture was hidden beneath the layers of clothing.
Zoe felt Erik’s hand move up her abdomen and a suspenseful excitement built in her. As his hand cupped her breast, it felt natural and right to her. She could feel the pressure of his hand gently squeeze her breast, but couldn’t feel the texture of his hands through her shirt and bra. She liked the sensation, but wanted more of it.
“Can I use your bathroom?” Zoe asked as she stood up.
“Um… sure. Up the stairs, second door on the right.” Erik was worried that her sudden departure was because he pushed things too far. He waited nervously on the couch, but when Zoe came back, she was all smiles. She pulled the blanket back, motioned for Erik to lie lengthwise down the couch and then sat between his legs, leaning fully against his chest.
Taking this as an obvious sign to continue, Erik’s hands encircled Zoe’s body again. When his hands closed over the swells of her breasts, he realized what her little trip to the bathroom had been about. The soft feeling of her breast was no longer hampered by her bra and the thin material of her shirt did little to interfere with the feelings. His fingers gently glided over the curves, feeling the soft, springy feel of her skin.
Zoe was glad when Erik took the hint and moved his hands back over her breasts. With her thick bra out of the way, she could feel the warmth of his hands as they cupped and tickled her breasts. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, savoring in the warm sensations flowing into her. She could feel her nipples grow harder – something not lost on Erik as his fingers quickly found them as they poked through her shirt.
Erik looked down at Zoe’s face and saw her leaned back in a pleasurable rapture. He bent down slightly and put his lips to hers and Zoe returned the kiss intensely. Erik wanted to feel more so he slid his hands down to the hem of her Zoe’s shirt, sliding it up, allowing his hands to touch her breasts directly.
Zoe was amazed at how much more intense the feeling were when Erik’s hands danced directly on her breasts. Each touch of his fingers was like a little firecracker burning into her skin. She responded with increase fervor in her kiss as she relished in the feelings of warmth that were spreading through her.
Erik tried to tug the blanket off them, so that he could see the tits he was feeling. Zoe held the blanket tighter, shaking her head ‘no’ but while continuing the kiss. He remembered her comment about being seen naked and tried to hide his disappointment.
Zoe was really squirming from Erik’s attention, especially when his fingers closed would strum over her now erect nipples. Erik’s cock was rock hard in his pants and he wondered if Zoe could feel it as she was sliding over it. As Zoe’s breathing grew more ragged in his mouth, Erik considered sliding a hand down towards her pussy. He was about to make a move when they heard the front door open.
Both of them reacted immediately to the sound. Erik quickly pulled down Zoe’s shirt while she sat up and moved to sit next to, instead of on top of, Erik.
They sat quietly on the couch, trying to look innocent and reorient themselves with where the forgotten movie had progressed to when they heard Ken’s voice from the entry way. “Now where were we?” he said.
They heard a kissing sound followed by a little giggling. Erik turned to Zoe and then turned up the volume on the TV much louder so the sound of the movie could be heard from the front. “Wait! Is someone else home?” They recognized Sophie’s voice ask the question from the hallway.
“Damn. I guess Erik’s already back,” Ken swore. Erik chuckled softly to himself.
“I guess you’ll have to wait,” Sophie replied. “See you at school tomorrow?” The front door opened and closed again, followed by a single set of heavy footsteps heading upstairs.
Erik and Zoe’s giggling boiled over into laughter. Even though their own little escapade has been interrupted, it gave them great pleasure in knowing that they disrupted their older siblings tryst as well.
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Almost two months had passed. Fall was turning into winter as Erik was waiting on the street corner this morning for Zoe. They had gotten used to walking to school together, but today Zoe was quite a bit later than usual. He was just about to head to school on his own when he heard footsteps pounding up the pavement. Zoe waved to him as she came around the corner.
She ran up to him and gave him a quick kiss. “Sorry I’m late,” she gasped between breaths. “Have you heard the big news?”
“News?” Erik asked. He couldn’t think of anything he heard since yesterday that was especially interesting. “Did the school burn down?”
“No, silly!” Zoe chuckled back. “This is way better.” She leaned close and whispered excitedly, “Sophie’s pregnant!”
“What?” Erik exclaimed. “How?”
“How do you think, dummy! Remember, we saw it happen.”
“Yes, I know how the birds and the bees work,” Erik replied jokingly. “But didn’t they know enough to use protection?”
Zoe chuckled, “My sister has never been one to think ahead much. Serves her right!”
“Yeah, and Ken’s never been much about thinking at all. Do your parents know?”
“Yep. They confronted her this morning. That’s what kept me. Mom said that she recognized her ‘pregnancy glow’ but I know that she found Sophie’s positive pregnancy tests in the trash.”
“I guess I’ll hear the other side of the story tonight when your parents tell mine.”
“I wish I could be a fly on the wall for that conversation.”
“I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow,” Erik smiled at her. “I know you’re way too smart to make that kind of mistake.”
Zoe snuggled close to his side. “Plus, you’re good enough to not let it happen.”
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The next week was mostly being spent sequestered in the library studying for final exams. He was helping her decode algebraic expressions while she helped her keep comprehend literature written by authors long dead.
“Zoe,” Erik called to her after class one day. “No studying for today. We need a break.”
“What did you have in mind?” Zoe asked, grabbing her backpack from her locker.
“Let’s go for a relaxing walk,” he suggested. “Just out in the woods away from it all.”
“And no talking about classes, studying, or finals?” Zoe replied. “Sounds fantastic!”
The two departed out the back of the school, past the track, and down the path used by the cross-country team during track meets. They walked slowly, hand-in-hand, occasionally chatting about unimportant things, but mostly just taking in the quiet of the forest. Despite being December, the weather here in the south is still mild and pleasant.
“This way,” Erik said at one point, leading Zoe off the path through a thick area of brush. After pushing through a few leafless bushes, they emerged into a clearing – a wide path cut through the woods for power lines.
“Wow…” Zoe sighed as Erik took a blanket out of his backpack and spread it out. He motioned for her to sit with him. The two lay next to each other, looking up at the leafless trees standing tall and straight around them like toothpicks. From their angle, the power lines were nowhere to be seen and only the majestic views of nature filled their views.
“This is lovely,” Zoe said, turning towards Erik. “I bet this whole field fills up with wildflowers in the spring.”
“But you would still be the loveliest thing here,” Erik said sweetly.
Zoe cooed in delight as she leaned in for a kiss. The two pushed their bodies together as their tongues danced. Minutes passed as the two shared their closeness, cuddled together in coziness.
Erik broke the kiss and reached behind him for his backpack. “I’m got something for you,” he said, pulling a small, wrapped present out and handing it to Zoe.
“Ooh… what is it?” she said, prying the corners of the paper apart. As the paper fell away, Zoe’s mouth formed a surprised ‘o’ shape as she realized she was holding a box of condoms.
“You’re really special to me,” Erik explained, “and I don’t want what happened to your sister…” He trailed off as he realized Zoe was giggling softly – not the reaction he was expecting. He was hoping for happy acceptance; he was prepared for outrage or objection. Giggling he was unprepared for. Worried he asked, “What’s so funny?”
“Sorry,” Zoe said trying to stifle her giggles, but that just caused her to boil over into outright laughter. “It’s just… Well…” she tried to say between laughs. Still laughing, she turned over and rummaged through her backpack. “See…” she said, holding a slightly crumbled wrapped gift with Erik’s name on it.
Erik tore off the paper and found himself looking at a sheet that looked like a series of ruptured bubble-wrap. “What is it?” he asked.
“It’s a pack of birth control pills,” Zoe said, her giggles getting under control.
“But it’s empty,” Erik replied, although even as he said this, he realized what it meant.
“Because I’ve been using them,” Zoe said. “I’ve been so nervous and stressed about how to give it to you and how you’d react. Now you’ve lifted that burden.”
“So that means I don’t need the condoms after all?” Erik asked as Zoe shook her head in agreement. “Do you have any idea how long it took me to work up the courage to buy them in the drug store? To find a time when nobody was watching and wondering what the clerk would think when I checked out?”
This sent Zoe into another fit of laughter. “Well, you should have asked earlier then!”
“Well, I’m asking now,” Erik said.
“What? Here?” Zoe said, looking around the quiet forest. “Won’t we get cold?” Even though winters are mild in the south, the weather was a little brisk.
“I’ll keep you warm,” Erik said. “Plus, I’ve got another blanket in the backpack that we can cuddle under.”
“So you were planning on this working!” Zoe said with feigned outrage. “That calls for some punishment!” she declared lunging towards him, her fingers furiously tickling his belly.
Erik tried to squirm away while his hands found sensitive spots under her armpits. The two rolled around on the blanket, trying to twist away from the tickling while finding new spots to attack. A moment later, Erik wrapped his hands around her pulling her down on top of him and planted a kiss on her lips. The giggling was replaced with heavy breathing as the two exchanged a passionate kiss. His hands ran up and down her back while he felt her breasts push into his chest.
Zoe broke the kiss first. “You’d better get that blanket out now,” she told him.
Erik reached over his head, feeling around for the backpack. With his hands over his head, Zoe started working on the buttons of his shirt, pulling them open and running her hands over his chest. Erik’s hands found the blanket and furled it out, tossing it loosely over them. He grabbed the hem of Zoe’s shirt and lifted it over her head in a single motion. As Zoe pulled her head and arms out of the tangled shirt, Erik briefly saw her bra-clad chest before she grabbed the edge of the blanket and pulled it tightly around the pair. Even after all this time, Zoe was still reluctant to let him see her body.
As she leaned down for a kiss, Erik’s hands dove under the blanket and opened the clasp on her bra. The straps became slack and he pushed the material up and over her breasts, feeling them against his bare chest for the first time. Zoe wriggled her arms to extract the bra straps and tossed the unneeded garment aside.
As Erik’s hands explored the contours of her breasts, Zoe’s hands were busy feeling the hardness of his body. They moved lower, reaching the waist of his pants. She twisted her body slightly to allow her hands to unfasten the buckle. Erik felt this and with the fastener released, his hands lowered his pants over his hips and his legs helped kick them off.
Zoe settled back on top of Erik, pinning his cock between them. He could feel the rough material of her jeans scrape over his cock, but rather than causing pain, it only heightened the passion that was rising within him. His hands cupped her butt, pushing her down onto him. He slid his hands inside her jeans, cupping her bare buttocks directly.
Zoe could feel his cock pushing against her. Even through the jeans, it felt so hot, although she couldn’t work up the courage to feel it directly with her hand. Instead, she ran her hands up and down Erik’s body. When she felt his hands reach inside her jeans, a surge of pleasure flushed through her. Being squeezed between his hands and his cock made her ready.
Zoe lifted her body up slightly and unbuttoned her jeans. With a wiggle of her hips and a kick of her legs, she slid the jeans off her feet. Settling herself back on Erik’s body, she could feel the hardness of his cock directly against her belly. It felt so hot and hard and ready. She wanted it more than she wanted anything before.
“I’m ready,” she whispered. “Be gentle.”
His hands returned to her buttocks. The cool skin under his fingers was in stark contrast to the heat and dampness he could feel against his cock. His hands guided her body to slide her pussy over his cock, gently spreading her legs apart to reveal her opening. Looking into Zoe’s eyes, he reached a hand between them to guide his cock to her opening. She sighed as the top of his cock brushed against her before being nestled at the entrance to her vagina.
Zoe’s hands grabbed onto Erik’s shoulders and his hands returned to her rear. They stared into each other’s eyes as he pushed her down with his hands and flexed up with his body. With a slow rhythm, Erik would relax and pull back slightly, before resuming his inward push. He could feel himself sliding deeper and more easily with each push. The pressure and heat around his cock felt amazing as it slid deeper into Zoe.
Zoe could feel her insides slowly part as his cock inched its way deeper inside her. She felt herself opening wider and wider with each gentle push as he penetrated deeper and deeper. His cock made her feel so full, filling a void inside her that she didn’t know she had. The feelings flowing over her caused her to relax until suddenly she felt him slide all of the way inside. Her belly was pressed up against his.
Implanted all of the way inside Zoe, Erik lifted her head up to give her lips a kiss. His hands moved to her hips to lift her up slightly to slide slowly back out of her. As his cock glided out, he could feel a gripping sensation, as if Zoe’s pussy did not want to let go. When his cock reached the opening, he allowed it to slide smoothly back in, burying it deep into her depths.
With every outward stroke, Zoe felt a pang of loss, but with every inward stroke that loss was washed away with a feeling of desire and fullness. Her body was moving on its own rhythm, sliding up and down on Erik’s cock, trying to force him deeper and deeper inside. Each stroke was like pumping a balloon inside her tighter and tighter. She could feel the tension building in her.
Erik could also feel the pressure building inside him. Each slippery stroke of his cock tingled with sensation. With Zoe supporting her body on her hands to better move onto his cock, the blanket had come loose and he could catch brief glances of her breasts swaying in the shadows beneath her. With Zoe being so secretive about her body, it was this forbidden sight was the trigger of his eruption.
Zoe felt Erik squeeze her tightly to him, forcing his cock in as deep as it could possibly go. Fully impaled, she felt his cock twitch as it burst forth his potent seed deep into her pussy. She squirmed in pleasure, grinding her pussy against him, encouraging his cock to pump forth burst after glorious burst into her. The feeling of fullness, combined with grinding her clit against his pelvis burst the balloon which had been building inside her, spreading rapturous pleasure all through her body. Her mouth could not contain it as she let out a loud moan of satisfaction before collapsing onto his body.
The two lovers just lay in each other’s arms. Erik’s cock was still inside her, slowly oozing the last remnants of his discharge. Both of them were panting with exhaustion. They once again looked into each other’s eyes and exchanged a simple kiss.
Zoe was the first to break the silence. “That felt amazing. It was like being one with you.”
“I’m so glad. It was better than I had imagined it to be.”
“You’d been imagining it?” Zoe asked.
“Every night,” Erik smiled. “But it was definitely worth the wait.”
Zoe noticed that the blanket covering them was slightly askew and tried to fix it. Erik stopped her, “Don’t.”
“But…” she started to protest.
“Do you want to know what put me over the edge?” Erik asked. “When you were moving on top of me, I could see your breasts bouncing beneath you. That sight was just as erotic as feeling your pussy on my cock.”
“Really?” Zoe asked as she flushed in embarrassment. “You could see…” Zoe clutched the blanket close again.
“I’ll probably see again when you get up,” Erik said.
“No!” Zoe squealed.
“What’s to keep me from just tickling you until you roll out from under the blanket?”
“If you do I’ll hate you forever.” The two stared at each other for a moment then started giggling. Both of them knew that their statements were idle threats.
“Still, it is…” Erik was about to say ‘weird’ before he caught himself. “…unusual that I’ve had sex with you but haven’t seen you naked.”
Zoe thought it over for a minute. “I’ll make you a deal. You ace that literature exam next week and then I’ll let you look.”
“I have to wait that long?”
“It’ll give you something else to study for,” Zoe concluded. “And now, you’re going to cover your eyes while I get dressed again.”
Erik closed his eyes. He felt something, probably his jeans, dumped over his face. “No peeking!” Zoe said teasingly.
“Okay! Okay!” responded Erik. “But when I come back with that grade, you’d better be ready.”
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Erik was grinning inside next week as the two walked home from school. He was trying not to look too eager or gloating when he showed his English exam with the ‘94’ grade emblazoned on the front.
Zoe gave him a, “I knew you could do it” reassurance before disappearing claiming that she had a few things to pick up.
Now, she was very quiet on the walk home. Instead of her normally cheerful self, she was walking home, bundled tightly in her long jacket.
Erik tried to distract her with various random bits of conversation on the way home, but all too quickly, the conversation would die back down into silence.
When they got to Zoe’s house, they kicked off their shoes and went upstairs. Zoe led the way to her room, still wearing her winter jacket. They got inside and she closed the door as Erik sat down on the bed.
“Are you okay with this?” he asked seriously. “You’ve been looking so bothered.”
“No,” Zoe disagreed. “I’m just so anxious.”
“Don’t be,” Erik reassured her. “Besides, you’ll get to see just as much of me as I will of you.”
“It’s just that…” Zoe paused, clutching her jacket even tighter. “Well, it’s so embarrassing.” Before Erik could respond, she continued, “Here goes,” as she opened her jacket and let it fall to the ground.
Zoe was wearing a bikini made of cloth squares, decorated as if wrapping paper tied together with ribbons which wound all around her as if wrapping her up like a present. These ribbons culminated in four large bows – one behind her neck, one between her breasts, and one on each hip – that looked ready to be opened.
Some outfits reveal as they conceal. What Zoe was wearing under her jacket seemed designed to do the opposite. Even though the outfit showed quite a bit of skin, it still seemed quite concealing, while at the same time exuding an invitation to be unwrapped.
As Erik stood in stunned silence, Zoe’s cheeks grew red and she fidgeted nervously on her feet. “Wow, you look fantastic,” Erik finally said.
“Thanks,” Zoe said quietly.
“You couldn’t have been wearing that all day at school.”
“No,” Zoe said. “I changed in the bathroom just before we walked home.”
“So that was your errand? I love it. You’re like a present to me.”
Zoe smiled at this praise. “You first,” Zoe said.
“Should I undress or did you want to do the unwrapping?”
Zoe started to reach out towards Erik before changing her mind. “You can do it,” she said softly.
Erik smiled back as he pulled his shirt off over his head. Standing up, he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his legs. His cock was already hard in anticipation and Zoe gasped as he stood back up.
“It’s so big!” Zoe gasped. “Did that really fit inside me?”
“It fit quite nicely, as I recall,” Erik said.
“If I knew it was that big, I don’t know if I would have let you.” Zoe started to reach out towards Erik, before hesitating.
“It’s okay,” Erik said, closing the distance between them. “I won’t bite.” Erik put his hands around her, pushing her towards his bare body. Her hand, already partially outstretched, grazed across his cock. Almost instinctively, she wrapped her hand around it, holding it firmly, as the rest of her body is pushed against his.
Erik leaned down to kiss Zoe, while he moved his hips slightly to slide his cock in her hand. Returning the kiss, Zoe’s hand unconsciously took up the rhythm and was very gently stroking his cock.
Stepping back, Erik asked, “Is it my turn to unwrap the presents?”
Zoe blushed again before nodding. Erik led her to the edge of the bed where she sat down. Erik knelt in front of her and put his hands around her neck. While his lips found hers, his hands untied the bow behind her neck and let the released ribbons cascade down her back.
Breaking the kiss, Erik gaze followed his hands as they trailed down her shoulders towards the bow between her breasts. As his hands pulled the bow apart the material fell away to reveal her round perfection. Crowning each soft breast was a large, light brown areola surrounding a wide nipple.
Zoe’s hands moved to cover her breasts, but Erik gently held them down at her side. “They look perfect,” he said, his hands moving to cup each one gently in his palm.
“Really?” Zoe asked with still a trace of uncertainty in her voice.
Erik swirled his thumb over the surface, flicking across the nipple, while the rest of his hand applied gentle massaging pressure to the bottom of the swells. “Absolutely. Besides, if you didn’t let me see them, I couldn’t do this.” He bent his head down to close his lips over her right nipple.
Zoe gave a sharp intake of breath as the intense feeling shot through her. Her hands moved to his head, running through his hair and trying to pull him closer. Each lick of his tongue shot a spark of pleasure through her body. By the time Erik has moved to her second breast, her eyes were closed as she focused on the feelings being generated.
Erik’s hands moved down her torso to the bow ties on the sides of her hips. With both bows untied, he was able to peel the fabric open, revealing a mat of fine brown hair around her already slick pussy.
Zoe felt her pussy being exposed and opened her eyes. Again, her hands moved to try and cover herself, but Erik gently moved them away. She felt herself being laid back on the bed as Erik spread her legs further apart. “What are you do…” she started to ask before howling in pleasure when Erik’s tongue made contact with her pussy lips.
Zoe collapsed back on the bed as Erik spread her legs wider in order to stroke his tongue further and deeper through her pussy lips. He alternated between long, slow strokes, and quick licks; circling around her opening and diving right in. Zoe never thought anything could feel so good. Her hands were clutching the bed sheets as she bucked her hips up, trying to force Erik’s face deeper. She could feel her insides boiling as wave after wave of pleasure assaulted her. When Erik’s lips closed over her clit, she could feel the explosion of her orgasm crash through her.
Erik felt Zoe tremble under her with the release of her orgasm. Zoe’s excitement was infectious and Erik’s cock has been oozing lubrication for quite some time. Seeing Zoe laid out in orgasmic bliss fueled his desire. He stood up and positioned himself over her prone body. His oozing cock easily slid into Zoe’s wet pussy as the two joined into one. In his excited state, he knew he wouldn’t last long and was pumping into her pussy with reckless abandon.
Zoe felt Erik move up and penetrate into him. Even though she was coming down from the high of the best orgasm of her life his hard presence inside her brought her new energy. She wrapped her arms and legs tightly around Erik as he drove fast and hard into her. She could feel herself slide slightly on the bed with each strong stroke as Erik drove himself to his own release.
Unable to prolong the excitement any longer, Erik pushed deeply into Zoe’s pussy and held himself there as burst after burst of his sperm jetted deep into her pussy. Zoe’s hands held him tight, holding him deep inside to ensure that none of his essence escaped.
In some ways, Zoe felt that the sex was almost a disappointment after the orgasm she got from being licked. However, holding Erik close in her arms and in her pussy brought a sense of closeness that couldn’t be replaced. The two held each other close, side-by-side, as they each recovered from their highs.
“Don’t you wish you’d let me look earlier?” Erik said as they lay beside each other.
Her strong instincts not completely suppressed, Zoe’s hands moved to cover herself in response to his statement. Then she caught herself and giggled, “It wasn’t so bad, I guess. Unwrapping gifts is fun.”
“But it’s the present inside that matters most,” he concluded.

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