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A Lesson in Respect

In this work, Ashley has had quite enough with her sister’s antics and now is finally going to show her what respect means.

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A Day in the Life of a Biker Gang

Dixie put two fingers in his mouth and whistled loudly, getting everyone’s attention. He saw the sky beginning to brighten, and it was time to leave. He pulled his pants closed and shrugged into his leather jacket.
“Come on, assholes, time to go!” he shouted, and kicked Boinker’s feet as he went through the door, waking him up. He went outside under the purple sky and kicked his chopper to life with a snarl and a roar that alerted everyone inside. He saw Tommy come running out with his pants flapping loose and the redhead over his shoulder. She was buck naked and mostly unconscious as he sat astride his bike and kicked it alive. The girl was sitting facing him, and he tucked her legs up behind him to keep them off the exhaust. That was kind of him, Dixie noted.
Alfa had his pants and leather on, but he had two girls over his shoulders as he came out. “Here.” he said, handing one of them to Boinker when they reached their rides.
“We ride!” he shouted. The little brunette held tight against his back as he put it in gear and spun out in a semi-circle before hitting the road. The rest of his pack was right behind him as they roared down the road, eating up the miles.
About noontime, Dixie spotted a pullout and blasted his engine three times with the clutch in, letting everyone know they were pulling over. The only other vehicle there was an older RV, with a family of three in it, husband, wife, and teen age daughter. The husband gathered his women close to him by their picnic table as the bikes roared in.
“Honey, those girls with them are naked.” Judy Patterson said to her husband Earl.
“Don’t look, Becky.” her father instructed. “Nobody look at them. Don’t give them an excuse to come over here.”
They watched the bikers park all together, the the girls on the bikes were all injected with something that made them smile as they went to sleep.
“Howdy folks.” Dixie called out, and Earl gave him a little wave as he ushered his family back to the RV. “Where ya headed?”
“Gotta go!” Earl called out, but Mickey and Joe were standing between them and the vehicle.
“Hey mister, before you go, could you maybe spare a little gas?” Mickey asked, stepping closer to them. He was off the sidewalk and onto the grass border now. Joe went around the other side of the RV and out of sight.
“Uh, sorry, I don’t have any extra.” Earl said. “How about if I give you a ten and you can buy some at the next station?”
“Not sure I can make it that far, mister. That’s why we stopped here.” Mickey told him. Earl shrugged, put his arm around the waists of his wife and daughter and started back to the RV.
“I’m sorry, really I am, but like I said, we can’t help you. If you’ll excuse us…” Mickey stepped in front of them, blocking their way.
“You gonna leave me here stranded?” Mickey asked. “That just ain’t right, man.”
“Well, what am I supposed to do?” Earl asked. “I don’t have any gas in a can for you, and I offered you money. Please just let us leave in peace.”
“I’ll tell ya what you’re supposed to do. If you was to be a good guy and all. A good guy would let me siphon some outta your tank. A REAL good guy would offer to share some of that fine pussy you got under your arms.”
“You want… I’m not a good guy, I guess.” Earl said angrily. “Good day, sir!”
As Earl tried to walk around Mickey, the biker punched him right in the nose, breaking it and sitting the older, heavier man on his ass beside the picnic table.
“Yeah, I ain’t a good guy, either.” Mickey said, laughing. “Hey, bitch, where YOU going?” He reached out his arm and snagged Judy around the waist, catching her as she started to bolt for the RV.
“Becky, RUN!” Judy screamed at her daughter, startling the girl out of her shock. Becky darted to the side, then made for the driver’s side of the RV. She was behind the wheel when she realized the keys were in her father’s pocket.
She saw Dixie appear in the window, grinning at her.
“What’s your name, sweetie?” he asked her in his most charming voice.
“Becky.” she told him, hesitantly. “Please don’t hurt me.”
“Hell, I ain’t gonna hurt you, little girl. Unless…”
“Unless what?” she asked fearfully.
“Are you a virgin?” he asked her. She nodded, biting her lip.
“Then it’s going to hurt a little.” he admitted, grinning again.
“Please no!” she begged, beginning to cry. “Please, anything but that!”
“Anything?” he asked her. “If I promise not to take your virginity, will you suck cock for me?”
She swallowed hard, considering, then nodded. “I’ve never done it before, but yeah, I’d rather do that than have you… fuck me.”
“Come on out of there, then. Come on out here and get on your knees.” he said, opening the door for her. “Come on, unless you’ve changed your mind. I don’t mind dragging you out of there and taking your asshole first. Not a bit.” he said, grinning. He stepped back and gestured to the ground in front of him, inviting her to step outside. “All you have to do is suck some cock, and I won’t fuck you in the ass. Deal?”
Her face looked grimly determined as she hopped down. “Deal.” she said.
He took her hand and led her around the front of the RV, back over to the picnic table, where her father was just beginning to come around from Mickey’s punch. His face and shirt were covered in his blood. There was no sign of her mother or the other bikers.
“Where is my mom?” she asked. “Daddy, are you okay?” Dixie grabbed her arm and prevented the girl from going to the stricken man.
“They’re both fine.” Dixie told her, pulling around to face him. “Now, I believe you have some cock-sucking to do.”
“No, wait, not in front of my fath-” Dixie slapped her and cut her off.
“What, you think I’m going to leave him here by himself so he can escape? Don’t be so stupid, slut. Now get to sucking, or I’m taking that little asshole first. I already told you that.”
He pushed Becky to her knees roughly, pulling his pants open with one hand. “Show your daddy what a good whore you are…”
“Let her go.” Earl said weakly, struggling to get up on his elbows. He could see his daughter on her knees in front of the biker. One fist was holding her hair, the other was pointing an enormous erection inches from her face. Rage filled him, but his body would not obey his brain’s commands just yet.
“Daddy, I have to.” Becky said, pleading with her voice. She tried to turn her head to look at him, but Dixie tightened his grip in her hair and forced her to face his cock again.
“No, you don’t Becky.” Earl gasped weakly. “Let her go, you animal!” he said.
“Do it, Becky.” Dixie encouraged her. “Come on, baby, show your daddy how good you can do it. Show him, and I promise I won’t do that other thing.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy, I have to.” she said miserably, then opened her mouth and took him in willingly.
“No, no, baby, no, don’t do that!” Earl sobbed. He tried to get up, but he was too dizzy and ell back down. “Let her go, you bastard!”
“Ohh, yeah, baby, you suck it good. Have you done this a lot?” Dixie asked, moaning.
Becky took her mouth off him and shook her head.
“No, this is my first time.” she said honestly. ‘You really think I’m okay at it?”
“Hell yeah!” Dixie agreed heartily. He looked at her father and grinned. “No way is this your first time, baby. I bet you’ve done this to dozens of boys in your school, haven’t you? I bet your quite the little slut when your daddy’s not looking, aren’t you? The only shame you have right now is that daddy IS looking. He’s watching you suck my cock right now, Becky, I can see him.”
Dixie let go of the girl’s head, and she kept going all on her own, bobbing her face up and down, sliding her lips all along his length. Earl was livid with rage, but helpless to do anything but watch.
“Oh, yeah, he can’t look away, Becky. I’ll bet he wishes it was HIM your were sucking off right now.” he said. Becky jerked back in alarm, looking over at her father.
“I didn’t tell you to stop, slut.” he said, grabbing Becky’s hair again and stuffing his cock back in her mouth. “Don’t worry, I’ll tell you all about what he’s doing, Becky. We sure have HIS attention!”
“Please let her go?” Earl begged. “Please? I’m begging you…”
“OH MY GOD NO, TAKE IT OUT OF MY ASS!!!” they heard Judy scream from the woods a short distance away.
“No, Judy-” Earl said, struggling to get up again. “Oh, Judy, no, no…”
Dixie pushed Becky back onto her ass and took two long strides over to where Earl lay, then kicked the man as hard as he could, right between the legs. Earl screamed and doubled up.
“Oops.” Dixie laughed. “Just when it got all hard, thinking about lil ‘ol Becky’s mouth. Well, maybe she can kiss it better for you.”
“How about it, Becky?” Dixie said, turning back to her. “Kiss it better for your poor old daddy there.”
She cast a terrified glance at her father, then shook her head. “No, I… I can’t! It’s wrong!”
“Becky, run!” Earl gasped, still doubled up.
“If she runs, I’ll kill you.” Dixie said, looking right at Becky. “She has exactly one minute to get over here and start kissing you better.”
“No, please no!” Becky begged, but Dixie just crooked his finger at her, beckoning her forward. He pointed at her father’s groin, a stern expression on his face. She shuddered and crawled over.
“Get his shorts off, honey.” Dixie ordered her. Becky blanched at the command, a stubborn look on her face. “Get his shorts off, or I’ll kick him again. Do you want that?” Becky paled and shook her head quickly, reaching for her father’s waistband.
“Show him your titties.” Dixie told her, after she had pulled her father’s Bermuda shorts down to his knees. “He needs something to get it hard again after I kicked him down there.” He drew his foot back, threatening another kick, until Becky obeyed his order.
Becky sat up on her haunches and unfastened the top three buttons on her blue sundress, then pushed the short sleeves down her arms and let the top half fall to her waist.
Dixie whistled appreciatively as she bared her breasts. “Damn, girl, I don’t know if it’s working on him, but it sure is on me!” he laughed. “Come on girl, bend back down there and get to sucking!”
She turned and looked up at Dixie, her eyes brimming with tears. “Please don’t make me do it to my Daddy. Can I just do it for you again instead?”
Dixie knelt down next to her, grabbing another fistful of hair at the back of her head. Her hands flew up to ease the pain of his grip, which did awesome things to her titties. He pushed her down into her father’s groin.
“I told you to suck the cock, slut!” he said, forcing her face to touch Earl’s soft penis lying flaccid against his thigh. “Take it in your mouth and suck it! NOW!!” he roared.
Becky squirmed in his grip, trying to free herself of his painful grip and trying to ignore the heat of her father’s dick pressed against her cheek.
Earl was trapped, Dixie’s free hand was gripping his throat and holding him down. Every time he tried to struggle, Dixie would tense his grip and strangle him, until Earl quickly learned to just lay still and not struggle.
“In your mouth, you little slut, get that cock between your lips!” Dixie ordered the girl, moving her head into position. Becky obediently opened her mouth and took it in, hearing her father choking.
Earl was a devout Baptist, and had been all his life. He didn’t hold with “perverted” sex, and had never considered asking his wife Judy to do that to him. He would have thought less of her if she had ever expressed any interest in doing it, too. If she had tried when they were courting, he would have broken it off right there.
When he felt the mouth of his daughter close over him, softly sucking, his body responded to the stimulation, much to his horror. Dixie was moving her head up and down, and grinned into the man’s face.
“Tell her when you’re about to come.” Dixie told him. “Give her some warning, so she can get ready for it.”
“No, please, don’t make her do that!” Earl gasped. “Becky, baby, I’m so sorry, Daddy’s so sorry, baby girl, Daddy’s sorry!” he cried. “Please, sir, I’m begging you, let her go! Don’t make her do this!”
“I’m not making her do anything. Sucking cock was her choice.” Dixie replied. “Do a good job, Becky, make that cock you are sucking on cum in your mouth. Swallow every drop, and I’ll keep my promise to you. You have my word.”
He let go of her hair, and to his great surprise and horror, Becky kept going, sucking his cock with renewed vigor. Dixie had both hands on Earl’s chest now, physically holding him down.
“Becky?” Earl gasped, panicking. “Becky, stop that! Stop that right now! Becky, I can’t…” He fell silent, gasping, trying to distract himself, but failing. “Becky, baby, stop it, I’m sorry, baby, I’m… I’m so sorry!!”
Becky felt torrents of hot, sticky saltiness coating the insides of her mouth suddenly.
“Swallow it, Becky.” Dixie commanded, so Becky obeyed. A few more spurts erupted, and she swallowed those, too, then let her father’s cock slip from her lips as he finished.
“I’m so sorry, Becky, can you ever forgive me?” Earl whispered miserably.
“It wasn’t your fault, Daddy. He made us do it.” she whispered back.
“Enough.” Dixie said, pulling the girl to her feet. “It’s my turn now.”
“No wait, you promised!” Becky wailed, resisting his grip on her arm, but he was much too strong for her and dragged her back to the RV. “You liar! You promised!”
“I promised not to fuck your asshole first, and I won’t.” Dixie said, pulling the back door of the RV open.
“Not bad.” he said, looking around the big room inside. “Let’s get this the rest of the way off.”
He pushed her sundress down over her hips, letting it fall to the floor at her feet. “And the panties. You won’t be needing these on any more…” He peeled them down off her hips and let them fall, as well.
“No, wait, I…” she said weakly, covering her crotch with both hands and hiding from his sight by turning slightly. She looked up at him.
“Could I just… could I suck it again?” she asked shyly. “Actually, I didn’t mind it so much. Not really.”
“You want to do it again?” Dixie chuckled. Becky nodded shyly, hesitant to admit it. “Are you willing to beg for it? Talk to me dirty, and beg for it?” he asked her.
She got on her knees and nodded. “Please? Please let me s-suck your cock?” she stammered.
“I don’t know…” he mused. “I think you’ll have to suck off three cocks to escape spreading your legs for me. Are you willing to do that?”
She blanched, but she nodded. “Yes. I’ll suck off three cocks.” she told him.
“And swallow all the cum?” he asked. “I’m warning you, if you spill even one drop of it, all three of us will fuck you, starting with your asshole first.”
That made her remember the taste of her father’s come, and she nodded again, grimacing as she unconsciously licked her lips. “I’ll swallow it all.” she promised.
Dixie saw the look on her face and laughed. “You little slut, you liked it, didn’t you?”
She shook her head. “Of course not.” she said. “You made me do it. I never would have done, otherwise.”
“Of course you wouldn’t.” he agreed. “You were a prissy little goody two shoes before tonight. But that doesn’t change the fact that you enjoyed doing it.”
“But I didn’t!” she protested, whining. “You made me do it!”
“I didn’t make you like it, though, did I?” he asked, smirking.
“I didn’t like it.” she said sullenly.
“Well, when you suck the three cocks to fulfill your end of the bargain, you better make me BELIEVE you like it.” he told her. “Stay on your knees and pretend to like it right now. Beg me to let you suck my cock.”
“Okay.” she smiled. “You were right before, when you said I enjoyed it. You were right, and I lied to you. I did enjoy doing it.” she said. “I liked sucking your cock. I even liked sucking my daddy’s cock, once I got going on it. I liked it when you moved my head up and down with your hand in my hair, too. I liked that you were MAKING me do things.”
“Did you now?” he muttered under his breath, but she heard him anyway.
“Yes, I did.” she said. “You want to know something else? Secretly, I want you to make me do more things, too. If I HAVE to, if you are MAKING me do it, then it’s not my fault, right?” She looked up into his face eagerly, looking for approval.
“You little slut.” he laughed. “Come here. Come over here and turn around.”
She got up and went over to him, a little fearful. She kept trying to look at him over her shoulder as he spun her around. “Look out the window.” he told her.
He put her hands on the back of a chair, then changed his mind and had her bend over, putting her palms flat on the cushion instead. The top of the back of the seat was right against her lower belly, holding her up as he gently kicked her feet apart.
“Oh, what?” she grunted, feeling him grope between her legs with his fingers. “What are you doing?”
“Shut up.” he told her. “You have no choice in this.”
She felt something hard probing between her labia, then it entered her, making her grunt with the sudden pain of being stretched open down there.
“No, no, wait!” she cried out, but he ignored her. She felt him pushing steadily inside her, the brief sting of her hymen tearing bringing tears to her eyes. “Ohh, no, why did you do that?” she wailed. “You promised!”
“I told you to shut up, slut.” he said, beginning to fuck the young teenager trapped under him. “Don’t worry; you’re going to like this part, too.”
“Unngh, I… it’s already begun to feel good.” she moaned, feeling his big cock moving inside her. “Do it a little faster!”
“Like this?” he asked, increasing the tempo of his thrusts. “Are you going to come on my cock if I keep doing this?”
“Ohh, YES!” she wailed out. “God, don’t stop, don’t stop! I’m, I’m… UNNGH! OH GOD!!” she screamed, spasming so hard he had to use both hands to keep her in place. He pulled his cock away and let her go as she finally settled down.
“Hey, there you are.” shouted Rocky, pulling his bike into the pullout. “I was passed out in the back room. Thank god I found you guys! Did I miss anything?
“The usual.” Dixie told him, clapping him on the back. “Since you got to sleep in, you get to gas up all the bikes before we pull out of here. Siphon it out of this rig here.” Dixie slapped the side of the RV and went back inside.

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Sexual Healing – Part Seven

Connie felt the beautiful Japanese woman’s long tongue slithering deeper into her cunt and screamed her pleasure into the pillow. Emily’s lower lip was moving against Connie’s clitoris as her tongue — long enough to touch the tip of her nose — tried valiantly to reach deep inside to massage the petite brunette’s G-spot. Her oral muscle wasn’t quite *that* long — but Connie bucked and writhed in joyfulappreciation of the effort.
The combination of Emily’s enthusiastic and talented mouth on her cunt and Kim’s voracious suckling at her nipples had kept Conniecumming for something like a half hour. The orgasms just kept rolling through her until she felt as if she were one huge, quivering nerve.
Finally, Emily knelt up, settling her lovely derriere on her heels. She trailed her slim, graceful hands down over Connie’s still-quaking thighs and smiled happily, her tiny-nippled tits quivering slightly. She was deeply flushed and her little nipples were stone-hard. Connie motioned to her. Both Emily and Kim snuggled against her, the three of them kissing and caressing each other, cuddling down after theirpassionate indulgence.
“I thought I was turning inside-out,” Connie panted to Emily. “That was just beautiful!”
“I love making love to your femininity,” Emily said, with her slight accent and oddly archaic English. “You’re taste is delicious and your labia are perfectly formed — and so delicate! I could kiss them for hours!”
Connie kissed Emily’s forehead and cupped one perfectly rounded breast. Emily’s tits were as amazing in their way as Kim’s. Though less abundant than the beautiful young dance student’s, Emily’s breasts were perfectly proportioned to her elegant curves and were much more full than Connie would have expected from an Oriental. And they were so firm!
Kim’s breasts wee fabulous in their own right. For one thing, they were large and firm, jutting with all the gravity-defying exuberance of her youth. But the true marvels were her nipples. They were not the usual aureole surrounding a pointed nozzle; the entire ends of her breasts were like huge nipples, swelling as hard and large as the shell of a walnut.
“I feel so empty inside!” Connie whispered, writhing between her two lovers. “Kim! Toy time!”
Kim’s eyes sparkled. She kissed Connie’s cheek, then rolled across the wide waterbed to the edge. She grabbed the tote bag from beside the bed and knelt up straight, a vision of lush, abundant curves. With her rich tangle of hair falling disheveled about her face, she was lust personified.
With a flourish, Kim opened and upended the bag. The dildos and vibrators and lubricants tumbled to the undulating surface of the bed.
Emily crawled to all fours across Connie’s torso, knees on one side and hands on the other, to inspect the collection. “Oh, my!” sheexclaimed.
Connie sat up. The muscles rippled on the abdomen of the dance teacher. “I want you two to agree to do whatever I tell you, now, okay?”
Kim nodded at once; after a moment, Emily agreed, as well.
“Kim, outfit Emily with one of Joni’s Butterflys, and pick a dildo for me. Grease it up good.”
“Okay, boss.”
“Whatever you wish.”
Kim selected exactly the dildo Connie had expected — the big twenty-inch double dong — and lubed it with half a tube of K-Y. Connie took the butt-plug and lubed it. She held it out to Emily, who took it by the flat base, examining it as if she’d never been in the Pink Pussycat Boutique and seen on display.
“For Kim.”
“Ah, so!” Emily said as Connie took the remote control for the Joni’s Butterfly from Kim. The latex rectangle contained a smallvibrator. One side of the latex was flat and smooth; the other, shaped to fit into a woman’s labia, was covered with low, rubber protuberances meant to transmit the vibrations to the sensitive inner flesh of the labia and to the clitoris. The whole affair fitted neatly over Emily’s sweet pussy and was held in place by an elastic strap that went around her waist and two garter-like straps that encircled her thighs.
Connie carefully thumbed the slide control to its lowest setting and watched Emily’s eyes widen — then half-close as her hips began to trace tiny circles of pleasure.
Connie lay back slowly, legs wide. “You, too, Kim,” she said, a gesture indicating Kim was to mirror her position, so their pussies would be open and nearly in alignment.
“Emily, put that dildo into us.”
“Oh, yesss….” Emily’s voice was a lusty sigh as she hefted the large double-dong. She frowned as she looked at Connie’s little cunt.
“Don’t worry — my husband is almost as thick. I want it!”
Emily bent gracefully at the waist and put her face near the cuntal juncture. She smiled and that long tongue came out to lick Connie’s cunt, then Kim’s. Both recipients moaned and rolled their hips with pleasure.
Connie tensed with anticipation when she felt Emily fitting the fat knob of the artificial cock into her cunt lips. She felt herselfstretching and giving way, slowly and with just a hint of the most wonderfully delicious discomfort. She thumbed the control on theButterfly higher. Emily emitted a polite, lady-like squeal and pushed the head of the dildo into Connie’s cunt.
Connie felt as if she couldn’t catch her breath. She struggled to regain control of her breathing long enough to say, “Kim — hold the butt-plug.”
As Emily handed the butt-plug to Kim, she worked more of the fat dildo up Connie’s hungry little cunt. Three, four, five inches slid in, stretching and reaming her cunt in the most wonderful way.
“Put the other end into Kimberly,” Connie instructed. She groaned again as she felt the dildo flex and move inside her, responding to Emily efforts to align it. Kim’s sigh and grunt of pleasure informed her when the insertion was made. Connie groped blindly till her fingers found Kim’s. They gripped each other’s hand and began working their cunnies toward contact, swallowing more and more of the big double dildo.
Connie felt Kim’s soft pubic hair against her labia. “Roll a little,” she gasped.
Kim rolled halfway onto her side and Connie forced their cunts completely together.
Connie managed to focus her gaze on Emily. The beautiful Japanese woman was staring with heavy-lidded eyes at the lewd sight of two lovely women impaling themselves on opposite ends of the same out-sized rubber cock. The sight was having its effect. Emily’s face, throat and chest were flushed, her breathing was shallow and rapid and her nipples were so swollen, they looked ready to burst. Her soft lips were parted and slightly and from time to time, the tip of her tongue flickered across them.
“Stick that plug up Kim’s little backside,” Connie breathed.
Emily jerked, as if startled. She bent at the waist and kissed Kim’s luxuriant hip as she slid the butt-plug into position.
Connie felt Kimberly’s stiffening when it began to penetrate, then heard the deep sigh of contentment as the little rubber device was securely lodged. She pulled on Kim’s hand to make her lay back flat on the bed and began slowly hunching her hips, fucking Kimberly with the double dong while she fucked her own overheated little pussy.
“Get down here and lick us both!” Connie hissed.
Emily didn’t need a second invitation. Her wet, hungry lipsexplored the thighs and abdomen of each impaled woman in turn, then that marvelously agile tongue was tracing the tautly stretched labia — or as much as she could reach — and finally moved between two swollen clits.
It was there that Emily was in her glory and her talent was put to the best use. She kept her tongue between the two women and twitched it back and forth, as quick as a pink tuning fork, flicking at the tips of the two engorged clitorises. Connie reached down with one hand to cup Emily’s breast. She closed her fingertips around the tiny, hard nipple and pulled on it slightly. She was rewarded with the soft exhalation of Emily’s groan of pleasure.
Connie pinched the nipple hard and Emily shook and shivered and for a moment could only rest her cheek on Kim’s shuddering abdomen. Connie reached over and fingered the garter clasp of the Joni’sButterfly around Emily’s left thigh.
“Take it off,” Connie ordered. “And sit on Kim’s face — but don’t stop licking!” Emily complied with suddenly clumsy fingers and was visibly trembling with pleasure as she slowly moved into position, Her tongue never ceased to work its wonders on the two women. Kim’s groans of pleasure were muffled in the liquid softness of Emily’s wet twat.
Connie slowly worked herself off the dildo, regretting theemptiness its removal left inside her spasming cunt — but looking forward even more to what was coming next.
She quickly reversed herself on the bed, licking the insides of Kim’s quivering, wide-flung thighs. She gripped the end of the dildo and pumped it quickly, almost savagely, in and out of Kim’s young cunt. The strawberry blonde gasped and bucked at the combined stimuli of Emily’s tireless tongue and the huge rubber phallus inside her. Connie pushed more and more of the big fucker into her girlfriend, till fully a foot of it was buried inside Kim’s hungry cunt.
And then she pulled it out, completely.
Connie heard Kim’s muffled howls of frustration and saw how her cunt still gaped and drooled. She knew what Kim was feeling, what Kim craved. She groped for and found a tube of the K-Y and smeared it on her fingers.
Then she slipped three fingers into Kim’s twat.
“Yes!” Even muffled by Emily’s muff, Kim’s cry was clearly audible. Connie tucked a fourth finger into Kim’s sopping pussy and waggled her digits back and fourth in the wet pool of Kim juice. Kim screamed and bucked her hips. Connie kept it up for more than a minute, then slid her fingers out of her beautiful friend and moved up on the bed.
“My turn on her face,” she whispered to Emily, her voice raspy with lust. Emily sat up slowly and turn passion-glazed eyes on Connie.
“My turn,” Connie repeated and Emily slowly hoisted herself off Kim’s face.
Connie looked at the strawberry blonde’s face and saw Kim was absolutely soaked with Emily’s juices. Kim’s face was slack, her lips were open, her eyes were closed, her hair was a mess — and her tongue was still outstretched.
Connie lowered her cunt directly over Kim’s yearning tongue and shivered as she felt the slick pink mouth muscle move against her twat and clitoris. She ground her cunt down onto Kim’s mouth, her hands squeezing and pulling Kim’s amazing nipples.
“Get beside her and lean between her legs,” she told Emily.
The lusty, lovely Japanese woman slithered into place andimmediately began working her remarkable tongue around Kim’s hungry cunt. Kim vented her pleasures on Connie’s receptive cunt — but Connie had something else in mind.
She leaned forward and her tongue joined Emily’s on Kimberly’s cunt and clit. She reached to one side and grabbed the tube of K-Y jelly. “Give me your hand,” she told Emily.
Emily moved in slow-motion, offering her hand. Connie smeared it with all the lubricant left in the tube.
“Now stick three fingers into her,” Connie whispered and felt a wave of lust wash through her as she watch the delicate fingers — smaller than her own, as she’d noticed while they were eating dinner — slide into her lover. Kimberly had taken Connie’s cunt, lips and all,completely into her mouth and was wildly licking and sucking. A series of small orgasms was detonating inside the petite ballet teacher’s body, but she didn’t let them distract her.
“Another,” she said to Emily and watched the beautiful Asian’s eyes close almost all the way as she complied. Connie grabbed Emily’s forearm and began pumping the fingers in and out of her friend’s cunt as if she were using a dildo and not another woman’s fingers.
Beneath her, Kim was writhing and bucking, stiffening in orgasm from time to time from the twin pleasures of Connie’s tongue on her clit and Emily’s fingers in her cunt.
“Now tuck your thumb into your palm,” Connie ordered. Emily’s eyes widened slightly, but she complied. Connie pushed Emily’s forearm toward Kim’s cunt and watched Emily’s hand begin to sink inside.
Kimberly arched, her legs widespread and thighs trembling. She began rolling her hips in sharp, tight circles, trying to absorb Emily’s hand. She was sucking crazily on Connie’s cunt now, her tongue trying to get ever deeper into Connie’s grasping quim.
Connie pushed Emily’s hand harder and harder, felt Emily tensing with the effort of pushing.
“You wanted to know how it felt to ream a woman? Ram your fist up her cunt!” she hissed.
Emily moaned and then her hand disappeared into Kim.
“UNnnnnngh!” Kim’s loud grunt vibrated Connie’s insides. She pushed Emily’s hand deeper into Kim, till almost a third of her forearm was buried in the lush young blonde. She could feel Kim’s abdomen bulging against her upper chest, could feel Emily’s hand move inside. She felt Kim shuddering and groaning.
Emily’s eyes widened. “She is having an orgasm!” she breathed, astonished. “I can feel it on my hand!”
“Make a fist!” Connie hissed. “Give her more!”
Kim writhed as Emily complied and Connie licked her cunt. She was bowed up off the bed now, seemingly locked in the difficult position and seemingly unable to relax from it. Connie felt the orgasms washing through Kimberly. She moved her hand higher on Emily’s arm, near the elbow, and rammed the Japanese woman’s small fist deeper into Kim’s welcoming cunt.
Emily turned her face to Connie’s. Her expression was half-crazed and totally passionate. A tiny, evil smile played across her lips and she suddenly ducked her head forward and kissed Connie hungrily. Connie opened her mouth willingly to that amazing tongue. She relaxed her guiding grip on Emily’s arm and when she broke the kiss, saw that Emily was happily, greedily pumping Kim’s insatiable cunt with her fist and half of her forearm.
Connie climbed off Kim’s face and the young blonde immediately let out a scream of sheer pleasure. Her hips crashed down to the bed and bucked wildly. Connie saw her abdomen ripple and bulge in time with Emily’s fisting. Her own cunt was yawning for food. She crawled over to the big double dildo and impaled herself on it, holding it with one hand while the other hand moved frantically over her clitoris. She shook with pleasure, wallowing in the decadence of what they were doing.
She crawled around behind Emily while Kim let loose another wild scream. The free end of the double dong dangled to the bed. It hung from Connie’s cunt like an obscene imitation of hermaphroditic mutation. She knelt behind Emily, raised the other end of the dildo and nestled it against the gooey, gushing lips of Emily’s upthrust cunt.
“I’m gonna FUCK you!” Connie barked and pushed the big dildo forward. Emily emitted a sharp yelp of surprise and then pushed back with her hips, bracing herself by forcing her fist to the limit in Kim’s spasming cunt. The huge rubber knob stretched Emily’s small cuntprecariously and then slipped inside.
“Oh! You are splitting me in half!” Emily cried and pushed back for more. Kim screamed her pleasure again and started grunting and sobbing as she came and came again. Connie pushed the dildo forward, feeling the back pressure from Emily’s tight twat. She got about five inches into the Japanese woman, then pulled back — and rammed forward till all but an inch or so remained outside. Emily fell forward and rammed her hand inside Kim, her face resting on Kim’s shuddering abdomen.
Connie began fucking in and out of the constricted Japanese cunt, savoring the hunching and stretching of the dildo inside herself while her fingers plucked at her swollen clitoris. She was cumming, too, nonstop, orgasm after orgasm cascading inside her and building strength. The sight of Emily’s long tongue on Kim’s clitoris and Emily’s arm buried halfway into Kim’s lovely cunt, the sight and sound of Kimberly’s powerful, unceasing orgasms and her cunt liquidly gripping Emily’s forearm combined with the physical sensations and the smell of overheated cunt and sent Connie higher and higher. She couldn’t hold herself upright any longer as the pleasures tore through her. She leanedforward, draping herself over Emily’s bowed back as their hips worked rapidly over the long, fat double dong. All three were cumming now, all three were lost in pleasure.
When Emily shrieked, “I feel so depraved!” it was the final nudge for Connie. Yes, depraved — that was exactly what they were. Depraved, sex-craving sluts and they loved it. The pleasure got to be too much, the orgasms too intense. She couldn’t seem to draw a breath and her awareness was spiraling off and away into a dark, red pit of pleasure…
She passed out just as Emily pulled her hand, fist still curled, out of Kimberly’s clenching cunt and barely saw her sobbing, strawberry blonde student rubbing Emily’s cunt-juiced hand over her fantastic nipples and on her face.* * *
It was almost two o’clock in the morning before any of them stirred enough to be called “awake.” Connie was cuddled to Kim’s left side, Emily to the right. Emily was lightly cupping Kim’s wet cunt; Connie was gently licking the silky side swell of Kim’s left breast.
“I can’t believe we came so much!” Kim breathed softly. “I can’t believe she had her whole damn fist inside me and that it felt so good!”
“The way you came so hard,” Emily said softly. Whom she addressed was unclear and unimportant. “It was making me cum just seeing it, being part of it.” She raised her head and met Connie’s gaze. “I didn’t know an orgasm could be strong enough to make a woman pass out!” She lowered her face to rest on Kim’s right tit. “I was thinking, when I had my hand in Kimberly and you had that huge dildo in me…”
“What?” Connie prompted.
Emily managed to look embarrassed. “I was thinking that I wished we could have photographs of it, to see and remind me…” She smiled shyly and her long tongue came out to lick Kimberly’s dome-like nipple.
Connie giggled. “Gee, if you’d said something before, I could have set up the camcorder on the dresser. It works pretty good in low light.”
It was Kimberly who said, “Let’s do it!”
Emily shook her head. “No, no, I can’t take that huge dildo again. It felt wonderfully pleasurable, but it was painful, too. Maybe another time.”
“My pussy can’t take that fist again right now, either,” Kimberly said, rolling toward Connie. “Where’s that camcorder?”
“In the living room, next to the VCR.”
“Tape?”
“We always keep a blank in it. But — ”
Kim was already out of the bed and padding from the room, tits and buttocks jiggling just enough to be enticing. She returned a few moments later. “Oh, yeah, I know this model.” She pushed some switches and it began a soft whirring. She set it on the dresser, aimed at the bed, and mugged momentarily for the lens, pinching her hardened nipples and tugging at her tits.
“I don’t understand — ” Connie began.
“I do,” Emily said, smiling her depraved smile. She coaxed Connie to roll over, then pulled her up on all fours and slid beneath her from behind. Connie stiffened as she felt Emily’s tongue hit her clitoris, then groaned with pleasure at the teasing, tantalizing touch of the tongue tip on her again-swollen clitoris. She saw Kimberly stuffing the end of the double-dildo into herself just as Emily slipped three fingers into her cunt.
“Ohhh, noooo….” Connie groaned as the fourth finger went in and she felt Kimberly behind her, straddling Emily’s chest. “Fuck me,” Connie gasped as Emily began working her thumb into her cunt and Kim started rubbing the free end of the big dildo against her asshole.
“And if we can’t both fuck you are once,” Kimberly said behind her, “that’s okay. We’ll take turns — her little fist in your cunt and then this big fucker in your ass.”
Connie made a mewling noise as she felt Emily’s hand widening her pussy entrance, working its way inexorably into her — and suddenly, she wanted this, wanted it on tape, wanted it all…desperately. She leaned back and in with her hips, forcing her cunt onto Emily’s hand.
“But you *are* going to get reamed, you slut!” Kimberly vowed.
“Fuckmefuckfuckme…” Connie wailed and they began giving her exactly what she was asking for.

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Happy Birthday, Allan

It’s my best friend’s birthday, so I’m writing this for him because… Well, this way I don’t have to buy him stuff.

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Yours to Share

I’m a 21 year old queer woman who loves being dominated by men, women and anybody in between. This is just a glimpse into a fantasy I have.

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Working With Sanya

Brian’s physically fit, smart, and sexy 16 year old co-worker on the night shift asks him to help her practice kissing. He gives in to her desires and when it turns out she wants so much more, he graciously takes her oral, vaginal, and anal virginity.

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~*~A year later….~*~

I was sent away for awhile, Daddy said I need to be taught how to listen…since in a resturant ( that daddy owned), I broke out crying and asking for help. We were in a booth a very private booth, so nobody could hear me. I got punished for that, not sexual but physical. I got sent to an all girl boarding school. Being at boarding school really sucked sorta, I was forgotten for a year, not a word form him…just presents at Christmas and my birthday. So to me this was heaven since I am far from him. I have given up utter hope of him coming back for me. A week later I was wrong, Daddy sent his assistant to come and get me. After a week of up-dating my wardrobe and hair style, I was sent to a France. The limo picked me up and drove me to counrty of France too a big French Villa that over looked the sea. Another assistant told me daddy was going to be a few day late, so to me I was happy. Surprise…surprise…Daddy was there.
** “Ahhh…my little angel, how you have grown in a year!” Daddy whispered more to himself then me, “Have you learned your lesson?”
Turning to see if the assistant was there, but she was gone and the door shut, “Yes.” I replied looking around worried.
I forgot how handsome and young daddy looked, then a his courtier smile spread across his face, like he knew what I was thinking. Gulping, I looked at him and smiled sweetly, that was all, I didn’t want ” it ” to happen again! I try to forget that first day I came to him, and…what…he…did…and…umm…what…what I felt.
The face I hoped I wouldn’t see came over his handsome face, his malicious look, the same look…before…
“Come over here little girl!” Daddy ordered. Slowly walking over to him, he grabed my arm roughly.
“Ouch Daddy, let go!” I cry but he drags me to his study. Throwing me onto his couch, he quickly starts to undo his belt and un-zip his pants, letting them drop. Grabing and hand full of hair, and pulled my head level to his cock. Looking up and him, he was looking down at me, looking into his eyes, I saw pure joy wash over them, grabing my cheek between his hands to force my mouth open. Smiling big, he forced his cock into my mouth making me gag. “Baby! Suck daddys cock!” he whined,”Come on suck!”
Not sucking, made things worst. Grabing both sides of my head, he started to force my head back and forth, back and forth making my mouth move along his long thick cock. After a few moments of this, he shot his load into my mouth making me gag more and cough.
“Daddy ain’t finished yet sweetums, daddy wants to look at your body to see how much you’ve grown!” he hald moaned.
Pinning me down on the couch, he started to rip my clothes off until I was just in my white panties.
“Oh baby white…like a virgin…mmm…”he groaned
Making me stand and turn around to look me over, he jacked off.
Not looking at him, he came up behind me and grabed me. Turning me toward him quickly he picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. Screaming for him to stop and put me down, I didn’t realize we had moved to a room with a bed.
“What about my step-mom, don’t you love her!!” I sobbed
Throwing me on the bed, looking at me with his cold and warm eyes, he calmly told me he had divourced her. Crying harder, daddy crawled onto the bed and slowly toward me. Crawling closer to the bed frame to get away from him, he grabed my leg to hold me. Climbing up ontop of me, I tried to move away from him and squirm. Old memorys of last year flashed through my mind, so I froze up again. Feeling his cock lightly touch my pussy made me fight back with all my strength. Putting up a good fight, and making daddys lip bleed, he finally got my hands together. Scared, I cried sorry to him, but when I peered up at him, a smile I’ve never seen before was across his face, more evil then the last.
“So darling you like it like that do you…I’ll give it to you like that!” he moaned
His body between my legs and his cock pushed against my pussy, I cried harder then in one hurtful push, his cock was in me. Slowly but roughly he pushed in and out, then using his belt he tied my hands to the bed frame and lifted my legs over his shoulders.
“My poor little almost virgin, not been fucked in a year…little virgin, this is going to hurt more then ever, I’m not going to be so gentle!” he groaned, ” I’m going to make you scream louder and bleed longer tonight!”
Roughly forcing his cock deep into my sore pussy he started to push it in all the way hard as he could then pull out just to the tip and pound it back in, making me moan out and scream for him to stop.
“Darling its your fault, souldn’t have fought me!” he whispered sweetly
Pulling his cock out of my pussy, which was sore and slightly bleeding, he turned me onto my stomach and pulled my ass into the air, and pulled my legs apart just a little. Putting his hand on the back of my head he slowly moved into place behind me! Realizing what he was about to do,I started to cry out stop!

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The Power Lineman

It was a hot humid day in August. The rain had started sometime during the night and knocked out the power. I woke drenched in sweat, stumbling around the house searching for a flashlight. I hate living in the south in the summer and Georgia was extremely brutal this time of year especially without air conditioning. I made a call to Georgia Power and got the usual dead computer voice,… crew is in the area blah, blah, blah… your power should be restored by 8 PM!!

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The Lost Tribe

This story is the property of the author. It may be redistributed, copied and stored without changes, though it is not to be used by commercial entities. Using this material in any commercial publication, including websites, without the express permission of the author, will be followed up with legal action. This fictional story was written for the entertainment of adults and should not be viewed by those under the legal age.

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College Life #6

The final chapter. I have gotten a lot of good and some bad reviews. I just stater doing this a couple of weeks ago. Let me know what you think. YES, so far, these HAVE been true stories. I’ve changed names, and some dialogue, but that’s it. Please comment and let me know if you want more. Thank you for reading.

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The Harshest Punishment

Walking home from school I often found my mind wandering to random places. Mostly how super powers would come in hand on the trip home, walking was so tiresome.
I opted to walk down the canal; it was much quieter, and nicer with deep bushes, trees, and ducks. Moreover, the surrounding area wasn’t a welcoming one, with chavs everywhere.
“Oi dicked!” a voice called from behind me… I spun round to see Jade, a girl from my year.
“Excuse me?” I replied, wondering what the sudden interaction was about.
“You hit my brother the other day!” she bellowed, now stomping towards me, aggression filling her face.
It was true, I did. But understand, this was her old brother… One of those lads who thinks they rule the world, and on one of the few days I decided not to walk the nice way home, he saw me as a target to look tough in front of his friends. Suffice to say I laid the smackdown on his candy ass and thought nothing more of it. I’m not the type to get into that, I just wanted to get home and write a story about a previous sexual encounter.
“Yeah, but he attacked me?” I exclaimed.
“I couldn’t give a shit, I’m going to knock fuck out of you.” She said… Now Jade is not the nicest of girls. She’s one of those rough girls that bullies all the other ones. She has an attractive figure, but I never cared to notice with her being so ‘ghetto’.
Never the less, this outburst didn’t fail to entertain me. I laughed whole-heartedly at the idea of this girl beating me up… A 6ft lad beaten by a short, slim girl… Hilarious! Or so I thought.
With a thud I got an intense pain to the side of my head, and my laughter stopped at once. She had punched me, and with that I realised why the other girls feared her. I was furious. With hand I lunged at her, grasping her by the throat and lifting her into the air by her bitchy little neck. Fear filled her face as my fist was ready and shaking to meet her head that was so brutally perched on my dominant grasp.
Realising what I was doing I let her down. My hear racing and head thumping in pain, I looked at her, “I’m so sorry…”
“I’m not” she said, furious, and lunged at me. She was punching, scratching, ripping out hair and tearing cloth. Overwhelmed I grabbed her slender frame and slammed her onto some grass; my hands holding the tops of her arms, and my body pinning her to the ground.
“Get the fuck off me!” she screamed in a vile tone.
Unwilling to rip her arms from her sockets, but too angry to her get away with it, my mind went wild thinking how I could show her I wasn’t standing for this, that I refuse to let her get away with it.
Before I could decide she was struggling to escape, her legs kicking wild. So stop her I let go of her arms for just a moment, and in that moment quickly grabbed her legs and wrapped that around myself, before grasping her wrists and pinning her down once again.
This was when I noticed, she was wearing only a skirt and blouse, the skirt hiding only a thong.
My eyes explored her body, most of which was now on display as her blouse and ridden up and skirt was folded up due to the erratic movement.
Because of the positioning, her pussy was touching my crotch, and she noticed this too. At that moment all I could think about was diving into her tight little hole. The sexual pressure had suddenly overcome me. A primal urge was taking over.
I placed both her wrists together and held them down with my left hand, while my right made its way down her side.
“Wh- What are you doing?” she asked, now sounding scared and confused.
I did not speak, only moved my hand down to her leg, then over her thigh and onto her quivering pussy. I felt it gently and she erupted with a physical array of struggle, almost breaking her wrists free. But I overpowered her and ignored her fruitless attempts at escape, and simply pulled her thong aside, unsheathing a well-kept little pussy. I stroked her labia and her entire body shook. I looked into her face with a serious look and the fear in her eyes multiplied. My eyes fixated on hers I stoked her labia a few more times before forcing a finger into her opening.
She gasped and screamed. I made no effort to cover her screams; I knew they were quite hopeless. This route led almost right to my house and very few people ever came down here besides myself, she must have followed me to even know it existed.
I repeatedly plunged this finger in and out as she screamed “Help! Let me go! Let me go! Stop it!!”
Ignoring these I carried on, and eventually she stopped screaming, she knew it wasn’t going to help.
“Please stop. Pease, I’m sorry. Just let me go.” Her repeated pleads only made turned me on, making me feel so dominant and powerful.
I stopped plunging my finger in her and she sighed, relief filled her face. However, this was short lived, once she realised my hand had gone from violating her, to unzipping my pants and unearthing my cock.
“No!” she screamed, “Stop! Don’t do this! Please.” Her eyes now filled with terror, she resorted to bellowing her lugs in fear “HELP! Someone help me!”
My cock was half erect and I stroked it on her pussy to entice it to full arousal. Once it was hard I stroked her a little more before positioning the head at her hole. With this, I looked into her eyes… She was now teary eyed, and had resorted to whispering pleas of forgiveness and to be freed.
I simply smiled and her and forced my hard cock into her. She screamed and the tears that had filled her eyes poured down her cheeks. With my hands holding her down I thrust aggressively inside her. She sobbed and looked away as I angrily punished her.
I released her wrist, which had now gone limp with acquiesce. With their release her hands made a pathetic attempt to push me away, but my then I had slid my arms under her and grasped her shoulders so make for easier pumping.
I cradled her like a rag doll that I tore apart with the vicious pumping of my cock.
I pumped and pumped until eventually I was ready to cum, at this point I pulled out of her, and wanked over her, eventually shooting my load over her, covering her belly and cloths in my steaming spunk. I wiped the residue from the event off my cock onto her legs and climbed to my feet.
She remained led there, her legs limp and body spunk covered. I put my cock away and fixed my clothing as best I could, before kneeling down to her head and kissing her on the forehead. I think stood and walked away…
Leaving her sobbing, violated and covered in spunk.

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BETH NEW TATTOO

I met Beth through xnxx.com she is from England but flew down to Nigeria to visit me, she was a very sexual person recently divorced and wanted to have some fun and looking to regain some of the sexual excitement that existed earlier.
She had always been a very sexual person, often being a willing participant in my wild fantasies. Beth had mentioned she always wanted to get a small tattoo – kind of her adulthood rebellion – so to celebrate the occasion of her coming down, I purchased a gift certificate for a local tattoo parlour. When I did, I had explained to Tim, the artist and African huge guy who had done a great job on mine, exactly what my intentions were. I told Tim, who I always thought was a pretty good looking guy, that whatever happened with Beth when she came in was fair game. I would be there to videotape the occasion, but whatever happened, happened.
Beth set the date for her appointment with the parlour and thought about what and where she was going to get the tattoo. She decided that she wanted something that could be hidden when she needed to, but something both of us could enjoy. I suggested she get it just above her cunt, which I reasoned could be easily hidden by her bikini and in full view when I was eating her out. Beth was a little apprehensive at first, so I helped encourage her with a quick cunt licking. She loves having her pussy chewed on and whenever I want something, it’s usually the best way to convince her to see things my way.
Her intention was to get a small flaming heart to symbolize her love and passion for me. When the day finally arrived, Beth asked me what she should wear. I told her that her best option was to wear one of her short skirts without any panties. This would allow her to simply hike up the hem while the tattoo artist worked away. At first she thought I was joking, but when I demonstrated how things would work – that if she wore pants she would have to remove them completely, leaving her feeling very naked – a skirt was the best option. I also told her that chances were very real I would be so turned on by the event that I would have to eat her out in the car before we got home.
I helped Beth prepare for the event by shaving her pussy clean. This was the first time she had ever taken her pubic hair right off so this in itself was a real tease for her. We went into our bathroom and she got into the tub, filled it with hot water and spread her legs for me. I began by trimming the hair down as short as I could with scissors before I switched to a razor. I took my time around her lips, occasional brushing against them.
This was driving her crazy. By the time I was done, she was dripping with her own juices and her cunt was swollen with excitement. Beth begged me for a quickie before we had to leave for the salon, but time was against us. I finished my job and towel dried the area. I told her to wait before putting on her clothes and grabbed my camera. I snapped a couple of quick pictures for my private photo album before we left.
We arrived at the parlour a little early so Beth could get a good look around. Even though she knew I had one done there, Beth wanted to make sure everything was sanitary. I introduced her to Tim and I could see she was taken with his looks. My plan was coming together nicely. Tim showed Beth to the private salon where he would do the work. It was a room away from the reception area to guarantee privacy. It was pretty basic: a table containing the necessary supplies for tattoos and piercing, a stool for the artist and the chair for the subject.
Tim patted the chair as if to encourage Beth to hop on so he could begin. Beth eased herself into the chair. It resembled something out of the dentist’s office, but with leg holds that swung out sideways to allow the tattooist easier access to his subjects.
It was a little ominous looking, with ankle and wrist straps. Tim casually explained that they were there for people who enjoyed a little rough treatment during some of the procedures. Tim briefly described how the procedure worked and asked if she had any questions before he began. Beth lifted her butt up off the leather chair so she could pull up her skirt to expose the area where Tim would leave his permanent mark. With the exception of the medical staff during her pregnancy, this was the first time since Beth and I had been together that her cunt had been exposed to another man. I could see from the look on her face that she was a little nervous.
It was one thing to be spread eagle during delivery, but this moment was a lot more sexual in nature – after all, a doctor is a medical professional that is used to certain anatomy and a tattooist is, well, an artist. I’m sure she was still a little turned on from my shaving job. Tim paused briefly – obviously taking in the view before him. Beth had what I call a ‘Penthouse Pussy’ – the kind of cunt that should be shown off, or at least photographed. Her lips were delicate and slightly pink…very inviting. They were long and soft to the touch. Her clit was in perfect alignment, covered by a fleshy hood, creating a very welcoming sight. I often complimented her on how it looked and explained that was why I loved to bury my face between her legs as often as possible.
Tim traced the design we had given him on her exposed flesh. Beth tensed slightly at the feeling of his hand and pen so close to her slit. He picked up his ink gun and offered her one last chance to change her mind. Beth said she was fine and told him to go ahead. I zoomed in with the video camera to get a close-up view of the whole process. As he traced around the outside of the tattoo, I could see that he had to rest his hand on the very edge of Beth’s clit.
On occasion, his palm would just lightly brush over it and then move away. I knew that this delicate touching would be driving Beth crazy. Through the lens I could see her cunt was beginning to swell ever so slightly and she was slowly trying to improve the angle of her hips so that Tim’s hand was directly over her clit. Tim could sense what Beth was trying to do and looked back over his shoulder at me. I winked discreetly at him as if to say “Have fun”.
He took his time to trace the outline, stopping frequently to wipe away the excess ink. When he did this, he made sure that he wiped downward so that his hand would wipe the cool alcohol across Beth’s exposed clit. When Tim had finished outlining the design, he asked Beth if she wanted to have a quick look while he refilled his ink well. Beth looked down at her “Flaming Heart” and smiled at me. She lay back as Tim told her he was going to fill in the pattern. He said it would take about 20 minutes and to get comfortable as he began his work again.
He mentioned that in order to get an even pattern he would have to brace his hand against her and apologized in advance. (Of course, I knew all along what was really going to happen). Tim rested his hand directly over Beth cunt. She jumped at first, but after about 5 seconds of this I could see she was loving every second of it.
Tim slowly began to grind his hand against her. Beth’s cunt started to get moist and her pussy lips were slightly parted…as if to invite more touching. Then, without warning, Tim slid a finger into her slit. Beth’s head shot up off the chair at this and looked right at me.
She hadn’t bargained for this and was thinking this teasing game was going a little further than she expected. I think she was waiting for me to say or do something, but I just grinned and kept on filming. I know Beth felt a little vulnerable at the time…after all there she was lying back in a chair with her legs spread wide open and a strange man fingering her cunt right in front of her me. Beth had only had one lover before she gotmarried, so this was a little unusual for her. Her sexual experiences had been fairly limited and although we often fantasized during sex about other partners, it never went further than talk. In fact, she admitted to me that she had never even fooled around with a man before her divorce.
As he worked away with the ink gun, Tim began to move his finger in and out. I could see his finger glistening with her cunt juice. The distinct smell of a woman’s sexual excitement began to fill the small room. As Tim continued, he also brushed against her swelling clit several times; and each time she would jump a little. I could see Beth wasn’t quite sure how to take all this: here she was in front of her me getting extremely turned on and played with by another man. Soon her sexual pleasure overcame her marital nerves and she settled into the chair. Her pussy juice really started to flow. I could feel my own cock swell as I continued to film the moment. My own desire to lick that wet cunt was almost unbearable. I desperately wanted to taste the sweetness of her moist slit. Beth let out a little moan as Tim’s second finger slid into her.
She pushed back against his hand so that his two fingers slid all the way into her slick pussy. Beth began to match his movements, so that as he pushed in with his fingers, her hips drove down to meet them. There was no turning back now.
Tim put down his tattoo gun and started to rub her clit with his free hand. Beth was so absorbed with what was happening to her cunt that she hardly seemed to notice that he had stopped working away on her tattoo. I was getting more and more turned on as I heard Beth starting to moan more clearly. Her hips were swaying as she got more and more turned on by what Tim was doing. I knew that the teasing at home would drive her towards this moment of infidelity, and I made sure I kept the camera focused clearly on her pussy so she would have a constant reminder of the day.
“Lick me, please” Beth pleaded as Tim continued to work away with his fingers. His thumb was making small circles all around her now swollen clit. Tim lowered his head and lightly kissed her pussy. Beth let out a sigh and arched her hips trying to get her gash on his mouth. Lightly he began to lick her and worked his tongue up and down her lips. He occasionally flicked at her clit, stopping a couple of times to give it a really good tongue-lashing. Beth was aching for some immediate attention. He leaned forward and sucked her clit in and out of his mouth. Beth was going crazy with excitement, moaning and wiggling her ass around.
“Lick me…lick me…lick me” she moaned over and over more forcefully. She put her hands between her legs and pulled her cunt lips apart so Tim would have clear access to her hot little button. She spread her pussy wide open. I could see her hole and her juices dripping out and down her crack to the leather chair.
Tim pulled his fingers out of her and slid both his hands under Beth’s ass. He lifted her off the chair slightly and licked her clit with more force. I could see his tongue sliding in and out of her now dripping cunt – fucking her like a tiny moist prick. I was jealous of him – not for what he was doing, but because he was tasting her and I was left with a hard-on and the video camera. Beth was pumping her hips up and down as Tim’s tongue found her clit time and time again. He flicked it back and forth, using his tongue like a rock hard cock. Beth’s breathing quickened and I could tell she was close to cumming. She grabbed his hair and pulled his head hard against her cunt. Just as she was about to let loose with an orgasm, Tim stopped.
“Oh my god, don’t stop now.” Beth begged, clutching at Tim’s head trying to draw him back in to her. “Please don’t leave me like this…I’m so close to cumming”
“Listen bitch,” Tim said forcefully pushing her hands away. “You’re going to be left with a permanent reminder of this day.”
Beth was shocked at the change in Tim’s tone. I could see she was now afraid of what was happening. She must have realized that she had gone a little too far.
“By the time I’m finished, you’ll know just what kind of slut you really are,” he barked at her. “Now lie still while I finish what I started.”
Tim unbuckled his jeans and pulled out his dick. It was swollen to an enormous size…much bigger than mine on my best day. Since she was relatively inexperienced when it came to other cocks, she gasped at the site.
Beth looked down as his rock hard member and said with a little fear in her voice that she was not having any more of this. As she tried to sit up, Tim pushed her back into the chair. Beth tried to pull down her skirt to cover her exposed dripping pussy, but Tim grabbed her hands and told her to stop struggling. She continued to fight him, so he grabbed her skirt and tore it off. She was completely exposed now and started to kick at him as she struggled to get out of the chair.
“The more you fight it bitch, the harder I’m going to fuck you,” he warned.
With that I put down the camera. I think Beth thought I was going to help her out. She was shocked when I grabbed her leg as Tim buckled the strap around her ankle. We did this for both legs and then her arms. Finally, he buckled a big strap around her waist that held her motionless. Beth had struggled, calling us bastards, but it was in vein as we had easily overpowered her. She was completely at our mercy. I picked up my camera again and began to film the whole affair.
Beth lay there, cunt spread wide and helpless. Her tattoo was only half-complete and the juices from Tim’s finger fucking had left Beth wet. Tim looked back at me, his pants still around his ankles and cock standing straight out. His dick had to be a good 10 inches. He placed it right against her swollen lips.
“I’m going to fuck your her,” he said to me. I could see that he was serious.
“If you do,” I said with an equal serious tone, and then pausing for dramatics. “You better do it right.”
“Fuck you both” Beth screamed. She struggled against the straps that held her down. “You fucking bastards”
Tim began to slowly rub his hard cock up and down her wet cunt. The head of his swollen prick was getting wet with her juices. He pushed against her a little harder and rubbed it between her lips. Beth’s hole was already stretched open a little from his fingers and now was ready to be filled.
“It seems like you’re still interested in some servicing,” he said. Tim rammed his dick into her with such a force she cried out.
Beth couldn’t do a thing to prevent the assault from between her legs. Her cunt was so wet that he had easily slid into her and now Tim was pounding her for all she was worth. He repeatedly pulled out until just the head of his dick was between her lips and then shoved his full 10 inches back into her. Beth had never experienced such a large cock before. In fact, the biggest thing she had ever had in her apart from my 8″ dick was a wine bottle I fucked her with one night when we were drunk. I moved in close to get every push on tape. After a few minutes of this, Beth seemed to have calmed down and started to enjoy what was happening. I could see her hips lifting against the straps to meet the strange cock that was fucking her.
Gradually, she closed her eyes and starting biting on her bottom lip. This was a sure sign that her pussy was on fire. Little by little, I could hear her start to moan and she tried harder to wiggle her ass to match his thrusts. I caught Tim’s attention to indicate that she was starting to enjoy his fucking and maybe he should try something different to test her limits.
I moved around to the top of the chair so I could film Tim’s face as he fucked Beth. I could see from his expression that he was enjoying it. Her cunt juice was soaking his pubic hair and running down her own ass crack. My own cock was pressing hard against my pants, so I decided to unleash it from its confines. With the way the chair was angled, I could stand right over Beth’s face. With my one free hand I started to stroke my dick. It was inches from her mouth.
Beth stared up at me with a look of pleasure. She licked the bottom of my dick and swirled her tongue around the head to lap up the pre-cum that had started to flow from it. Beth took my entire cock in her mouth and licked at it with a new intensity. I began to pump in and out of her, fucking her mouth like it was a hot pussy. Tim was still driving his prick into her cunt with great intensity. Each time he would slam deep into her, her head would bob up and down on my cock. Her tongue was incredibly hot and she made quick work of my dick. I groaned as my dick tensed. It started to throb uncontrollably and finally released a torrent of cum into her mouth. Beth tried to turn her head away because she didn’t like the taste of sperm, but it was too late. She had a good mouthful and the rest simply dribbled down her cheek.
I zoomed in on Tim’s cock buried deep in Beth as he continued to fuck her cunt. Beth was moaning in pleasure, enjoying the sensation of a good screw. Slowly he pulled out of her one more time. He reached down underneath the chair and twisted a lever that lowered the head of the chair and raised the seat. This changed the angle of Beth’s crotch and she was now lying completely back on a 45-degree angle with her hips sticking straight up. Tim pushed the leg holds even wider to pull her cunt wide open. Her cunt had never been stretched like this before, and her own cum ran down making her tiny asshole wet. Beth was quiet and just stared up at the ceiling, almost knowing what was coming next.
“I’m going to stretch your ass so bad, you won’t sit down for a week.”
And with that he stuck the head of his cock against her anus and pushed it slowly into her. Beth gasped and held her breath as Tim worked his dick into her ass. Her little rosebud hole was incredibly tight and a 10″ prick was forcing it open to the limits. Her hands clutched at the arm rests and I could tell it hurt. Beth didn’t normally go for anal sex, although we had tried it a couple of times. At this point, she was done in from the force of Tim’s cunt fucking. He pumped his rock hard prick in and out of her hole. His dick was covered in her cum, but the lubrication didn’t help loosen her up any. I’m sure her tight ass was a real turn-on for Tim because he only managed a couple of drives before he started to jerk as he filled Beth’s ass with cum. He paused for a moment, leaving his limp cock inside her. He motioned for me to get in close with the video camera as he withdrew. I got a great close-up of his cum slowly dripping out of her sore asshole. He was right, she was stretched out of shape.
Beth lay there, softly whimpering in pain and frustration. I was sure she wasn’t as pissed off about our actions as much as she was about not being able to reach an orgasm. Her cunt was still moist and stretched open. I zoomed in close and could see deep into her vagina. Her asshole was red from his fucking, and his cum continued to drip out of it and down her ass cheeks. Tim pulled up his pants and winked into the camera for me.
“Now we finish what we started,” he said, raising the chair back into position.
Tim picked up his tattoo gun and started to draw directly on Beth’s cunt. This was a complete surprise for her and she quickly came back to life. He extended the flames of the original heart down across her clit and over her swollen lips. Beth screamed as the gun worked away on her. The pain of the needle on her unsatisfied clit must have been excruciating as he filled in the colours. For a half-hour Tim worked away, completing Beth’s new tattoo.
“Now for the topper,” Tim smirked. He put down his tattoo gun and picked up his piercing needle. “This little wild cat needs a leash.”
Tim swabbed Beth’s pussy with alcohol to clean away some of the ink and cum that was on her. She twitched as he did, obviously still sensitive to the touch. He lifted her clit hood with a pair of forceps and then pierced the clit hood, inserting the gold ring. Beth screamed in pain. Tim then reloaded the piercing needle with another loop and moved towards her belly button. Beth begged him not to continue, but he simply laughed and completed his job.
He put down his tools and picked up a length on gold chain from the jewelry box. He ran a length around her tummy and through the loop in her belly button. He connected the one end to the chain and then ran the remaining end down to the ring in her cunt. When he had finally attached the gold chain, Beth had her leash – a gold chain that ran around her waist and to her pussy. It was absolutely delicious.
Tim and I undid the straps while Beth lay motionless with her eyes closed. We left her there for a moment to catch her breath and went out into the hall. I paid Tim for his efforts, promising I would send him a copy of the video.
On the way home, Beth fell asleep in the car. I had to carry her into the house and put her to bed. Her skirt was essentially ruined – torn, covered with Tim’s cum and ink from the tattooing. When I awoke the next morning I found her in our bathroom. She was sitting on the edge of the bathtub with a small mirror in her hand. I stood in the doorway and watched as she examined her new tattoo very closely, along with added pussy ring. I was waiting for her to lay into me, but instead was left speechless when she said:
“Umm, that Tim does really nice work!”
do leave some postive comments.. Beth is back to london and will soon visit me in christmas hols

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