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The Violated Virgin by Ward Fulton Chapter 6

Chapter 6
The voice of the psychology instructor droned on, and Suzanne stared
blankly up at the podium, only catching an occasional word he said. She
had always liked her psychology class, not only because of the
instructor who happened to be rather handsome, but because of her
interest in the subject in relations to her project with the poorer
classes in the neighborhood. Yet today she found her interest
wandering, her mind too filled with other thoughts.
She suddenly became aware he was addressing her.
“I’m sorry,” she apologized, feeling very foolish. “I didn’t catch
that.”
The instructor smiled.
“I was saying that many people are under the impression that the poorer
classes are more sexually active because it is the one entertainment
that costs them nothing. Have you found anything in your recent studies
to substantiate this theory?”
Suzanne flushed, and in her mind she saw again the three boys, naked in
her living room, and her own body heaving beneath their attack.
“Er … Well …” she began, “I really haven’t done enough research
yet. But it sounds reasonable, don’t you think?”
The instructor smiled. “Not necessarily. Statistics show that there is
just as much promiscuity among the more affluent classes. I personally
do not think that poverty necessarily means a higher rate of sexual
activity. After all, individual sex drives are not predicated on
economic status. However, the illegitimate birth rate among the poor
seems to indicate that they perhaps do not have as much regard for the
consequences of their actions, and do not invest in contraceptive
devices to the same degree as the rich. One of the tragedies of the
lower income groups is their unusually high family size, which only
compounds their unfortunate economic position.”
A student raised his hand.
“Perhaps the poor indulge in large families as a gesture of
accomplishment,” he said. “It is the one function they can perform
without training. It’s like they feel they might not be able to work
their way up to a position of social eminence, or professional
respectability, so they prove themselves biologically instead of
intellectually.”
The instructor laughed. “Interesting, but I don’t think valid, in view
of research. Most economically deprived fathers are more interested in
satisfying their sex drive than their urge for social recognition.”
The young man was not to be put off.
“What about the kids, though?” he persisted. “I’ve talked to some who
feel they’ve really made it when they can ball a rich chick instead of
someone in their own neighborhood. And there’re lots of girls from
Grosse Pointe who’ll go with a guy from a poor neighborhood because of
the kicks involved. You know, the idea of slumming, of being manhandled
forcibly to satisfy some masochistic tendency.”
“Ah.” The instructor raised his eyebrows. “That’s something else again.
True, many women will achieve greater sexual satisfaction from a
violent sexual encounter rather than the more refined or sophisticated
approach. And presuming that a young man from a rough neighborhood will
be more sexually aggressive, there is the sadistic impulse to prove
himself with a girl from a more refined background. And some girls will
often enjoy such encounters out of a perverse streak in their nature,
the desire to be degraded out of guilt for their affluent upbringing.”
Suzanne felt a slow flush creeping up her neck, and then her face was
scarlet, and she dropped her eyes, hoping that no one would notice or
comment. Inside her, she recognized her own reactions, the feeling she
had that morning in the bathtub as she visualized herself being
violated by the three boys. Despite the fear, there had been a strong
element of earthy satisfaction from the experience. She had enjoyed it,
and she knew she would want it to happen again. Maybe not under the
same frightening conditions, but definitely the physical reactions she
found more than usually stimulating. And she knew it was because the
boys were different from any she had socialized with before. Her Grosse
Pointe boyfriends were knowledgeable in the social graces; their speech
and manners were sophisticated; their enforced respect of her was a
barrier to the type of harsh physical manhandling she had endured the
last two days in her apartment. And yet despite their lack of
refinement, they had touched a pagan spark buried deep within her, a
spark now flaring with a consuming passion that excited her responses
at the very thought of it happening again.
“Tell me, Suzanne, you have made contact with one family, I believe?”
The instructor was addressing her again. Oh, God, she hoped no one
would observe her flushed condition.
She nodded.
“There have been young men in the family?”
“Yes, two brothers,” she replied, a little hesitantly. “One is sixteen,
I think, the other about two years older.”
“Have you felt any desire on their part to deepen their contact with
you, maybe an indelicate suggestion, or have they been keeping their
distance?”
She flushed. “I … I wouldn’t let them …” she began, and the
instructor cut her short.
“I’m not intimating that you would,” he said brusquely. “But you can
tell whether there might be the desire on their part.”
“I would think that perhaps they might,” she said slowly. “But on every
occasion I have talked with them while their mother was present.
They’re not particularly well educated, though the younger one seems to
have some promise. I feel he shows more potential than his older
brother, who’s just a little hood, I’d say.”
The instructor smiled. “Thank you, Suzanne. We’ll be interested in
hearing more when you’ve completed your study of this family.”
Suzanne smiled, and looked down at her books again. She felt humiliated
at even having to discuss the boys, yet she knew it was only her
conscience bothering her; no one knew about what had happened. No one
but Yvonne and Carole, and she knew they wouldn’t talk.
The class ended, and she stumbled to the door, thankful to get out of
the close confines of the room and out into the fresh air. She took a
deep breath and began walking back to her apartment. She saw Carole in
the distance, and they waved at each other. Then as she turned the
corner on to Hancock, she saw a familiar figure in blue jeans and a
dirty shirt, lounging against the concrete abutment surrounding the
campus. Her heart almost stopped, but she continued walking, biting her
lips in fear.
“Hi, Suzanne,” said Donald, his young face breaking into a broad smile.
“You okay today?”
“Yes, but no thanks to you,” she snapped, walking past him. He fell
into step with her, and she glared at him.
“Donald, if you don’t leave me alone, I’m going to call the police,”
she said uncertainly. “And what’s more, I’ll speak to your mother about
what’s happened.”
Donald giggled. “That won’t help. Ted’s already told her we screwed
you.”
“He … he what?” she gasped, stopping in her tracks and staring at him
disbelievingly.
“It’s true. He doesn’t care.”
“And you do, I suppose?”
He paused awkwardly.
“I … I like you, Suzanne. You know that, don’t you? I’m really sorry
about everything, but I still like you. I’d like to do it again with
you, just you and me, nice and quiet.”
“You’re a degenerate, like your brother,” she snapped heatedly. “So
don’t try and sweet talk me now.” She paused, her chest heaving with
emotion. “What did your mother say?”
Donald laughed. “She said he’d better watch out, that was all. She
doesn’t care. She’s too busy makin’ out with her own boyfriends. She
fucks around quite a bit.”
Suzanne gasped. “In your house? With you boys there?”
“Sure. What’s wrong with that?”
“Well, if you don’t know, there’s no sense telling you,” said Suzanne,
pushing past him. “Goodbye, Donald, and don’t try to follow me. I never
want to see you again.”
He stood still, looking at her retreating form walking quickly up the
sidewalk.
“Hey.”
She stopped, and looked back.
“See ya.” He waved and grinned at her. With beating heart, Suzanne
turned and almost ran the rest of the way back to her apartment. She
let herself in, slammed the door, and locked it. Then she collapsed on
the couch, her body shaking.
Oh, God, she murmured to herself, oh what’ll I do if they come back?
She closed her eyes and rested until her heart had quieted down and her
limbs had stopped shaking.
The gall of that boy! And telling their mother what they had done. What
sort of people were they? Were they completely lacking in moral
scruples? Had they no sense of decency at all? And yet he had confessed
he liked her and wanted to be with her again, just the two of them. She
was right. She had sensed a quality of tenderness in him before, and
she knew that taken away from his brother, his mother and his
environment, Donald could well shape into a worthwhile man. But did she
care? Did she really care what happened to this teenage rapist who had
forced himself upon her in much the same fashion as his brother and the
colored boy? No, she didn’t; but she couldn’t deny the response she
felt in her loins for him.
She was reminded of Yvonne’s frank discussion about Jeff, about men’s
sex appeal and the size of their organs. Donald’s penis was definitely
appealing to her. Unlike the gross size and thickness of his brother,
or Clayton’s massive dark-skinned shaft, Donald’s penis was smooth,
white and sensual-looking. While he might not have displayed as much
animal ferocity as the others, he had a technique which she found
immensely satisfying, and the penetration of his organ was infinitely
fulfilling for her. If she could only get Donald away from the others,
away from his present environment … Suzanne shook her head and sat
up, wiping her eyes. This was ridiculous, she thought; it was Sam she
really wanted. Sam was the man of her dreams, the one she loved, and so
what was this perverse fantasy over a slum boy whose only appeal lay in
the seven inches of hard flesh he projected between his legs? Sam had
just as much, she felt sure, and Sam would certainly be tender, gentle
and when aroused, probably just as forcefully aggressive to appeal to
her animal instincts. Yes, Sam it was; not Donald. But when the hell
was he coming home? Oh, Sam, Sam …
She walked into the bathroom and splashed cold water on her burning
face. She patted herself dry, and felt better. She went over to the
desk, opened her books, and began to study.
* * *
The sun had just dipped below the skyline when Suzanne realized she had
been sitting at her desk for several hours, absorbed in her work. The
clatter of footsteps on the stairs broke into her thoughts, and she
felt a pang of apprehension until she realized it must be a woman; the
noise of heels was unmistakable.
“Hey, Suzanne, you home?”
Carole’s cheerful voice rang out, and Suzanne walked quickly over to
the door, unlocked it, and let the girl in.
“Wow, I’m bushed,” she said, collapsing on the couch as Suzanne closed
the door and locked it again. “How are you feeling today?”
Suzanne grinned. “Oh, I’m fine.”
“Any sign of those monsters?”
“No, but I ran into Donald on campus. He must’ve been waiting to talk
to me. He said he wanted us to ball again, just him and me.”
Carole snorted. “I hope you kicked him right in the crotch.”
“No, I told him if he didn’t stop bothering me, I’d call the police.
But you know something? I threatened to tell his mother, and he said
Ted had already told what happened, and the woman wasn’t fazed at all.
Can you beat that?”
Carol shrugged. “Typical. These mothers are nothing but legalized
whores. I’ve yet to meet one that has any semblance of dignity or
decency. It’s sad, it really is. I guess they’re not much better than
animals. It’s a pity they can’t be segregated somewhere away from the
rest of us who know how to live a clean life.”
Suzanne giggled. “Maybe so, but then there’re some who might say the
same about you and Yvonne.”
Carole’s eyes widened. “Oh, knock it off!” she exploded. “You’re mixing
apples and pears. Don’t tell me you put me in the same category?”
“Of course not,” said Suzanne quickly. “I was just trying to be
objective.”
Carole sniffed. “After last night, you have no basis for being
objective, dear,” she commented softly. She stared at Suzanne for a
moment. “You’re terribly nice, you know. In bed, I mean.”
“Thanks. I can use a few compliments.”
They both laughed, and Carole lit a cigarette.
“Jeez, I really am tired. Two classes today, and an interview about a
part-time job.”
“Tell you what,” said Suzanne. “Why don’t you and Yvonne have dinner
here with me tonight? I’ve got a whole mess of stuff in the
refrigerator. Come on, I’d love to.”
Carole smiled. “Oh, you certainly know the right things to say at the
right time,” she murmured. “It’s a deal. Yvonne’ll be home soon. You
plan to eat early? I’m actually starved.”
“Whenever you want,” replied Suzanne, moving into the kitchen. “I’ll
start right away.”
“Okay,” said Carole, rising. “I’ll go clean up and put on my robe, and
when Yvonne gets home, we’ll come up. Okay?”
She went over to the door. “Hey, Suzanne, come and lock the door behind
me.” She giggled as Suzanne came into the room. “We don’t want any
unwanted company, now, do we?”
“You bet.”
Suzanne locked the door behind her, and went back into the kitchen,
humming to herself. She felt her spirits rising at the prospect of
company. She remembered her thoughts the night before, seeing the
closeness between Yvonne and Carole. Well, if she didn’t have a
roommate, at least she’d be having some good company, and she looked
forward to a good dinner with pleasant conversation and afterwards …
Suzanne grinned to herself wickedly. Who knows? She thought maybe
afterwards they might all roll into bed again. It was fun, she had to
admit; it was real fun, and wonderful sex. Just at the thought, she
felt a twinge within her and a tingle in her loins. Yes, it just might
be a wonderful evening again. She licked her lips in anticipation.
Efficiently she took a canned ham off the shelf, opened it, and placed
it in a casserole, covering it with a small can of sliced peaches and a
few cloves. She popped it into the oven, and then paused a moment,
looking at the boxes of frozen vegetables in the freezer compartment.
She decided on peas and cauliflower and broke open the packages,
placing the vegetables together in one large pan, filling it with water
and placing it on the top burner. What about dessert? She had half a
layer cake left over. Cake and ice cream, she thought. Easy and
appealing. Fine. That’s what it would be.
By the time Yvonne and Carole clattered up the stairs from their
apartment, both in their robes and slippers, Suzanne had changed her
clothes herself, put on her terrycloth robe, and had laid the table for
three. The twilight outside had given way to darkness, and the
apartment had a warm, cozy atmosphere that soothed her nerves. She felt
they were going to have a nice pleasant meal and a relaxing evening
together afterwards.
“Hi, doll,” said Yvonne, coming over and giving her a squeeze around
the waist. “I hear you’re playing cook tonight?”
“Uh-huh. And I hope you’ll like it.”
“Anything’s fine, boobsy, tonight I could eat a horse,” said Yvonne,
flopping into a chair and reaching for her cigarettes. “Carole tells me
you met one of the kids today.”
“Yes. I told him to get the hell away from me.”
“Good for you. I still think they’ll try and see you again, so be
careful.”
“I am. That front door’s locked and it’s going to stay that way. If I
hear them outside, I’m calling the police.”
“Now you’re talking. Say, I had a wild idea today. I thought maybe I
could get three well-built guys over here some night and hide them in
the bathroom, and then you invite those little bastards over, and
they’d get a beating they wouldn’t forget. I know a few guys who’d love
to avenge your sullied virtue. Jeff for one, I’m sure.”
Suzanne grinned. “It sounds great, but I’d rather let well enough
alone. You know something, though …” She paused a moment, and
giggled. “I was thinking about Donald. On his own, he wouldn’t be bad
to take. I mean, he does have a real nice face, and his body’s well-
built, and …”
“And his cock’s gorgeous, I know, I know,” Yvonne interrupted her.
“Listen, you horny little sex maniac, he may have been great when he
finally got with it, but that doesn’t mean you’re to start anything
going with a tramp like that. If you’re horny, I’ve got plenty of guys
who’d just love to come over and screw you. To say nothing of Carole
and me, incidentally.”
“Don’t worry, I’m not thinking about it,” Suzanne said soberly. “But I
just feel sorry for him. He could be a real nice kid, away from that
family and the neighborhood.”
“Well, you keep your altruistic feelings for those who deserve them,”
said Carole. “You’re not out of the woods yet, remember. If you have
your period, you can breathe easily. Oh, by the way, did you go to a
doctor?”
Suzanne shook her head. “No, I figured between Yvonne’s douche powder
and all that hot water, I’m probably okay.”
“Oh, well, so be it,” said Carole.
“She’s okay,” snapped Yvonne, “That stuff I gave her’d kill anything.
Besides do you think I’d have messed around with her last night if I
thought she had something?”
Suzanne reached into the oven and took out the ham.
“Mmm, that smells divine,” said Carole. “Are we eating now?”
“We sure are. Gather round.”
Within minutes, they were all settled round the table, helping
themselves to the spread of ham, vegetables and steaming hot coffee.
Yvonne looked at Suzanne and smiled affectionately.
“Anyone who can whomp up a dinner like this deserves to be married,”
she said softly. “Sam’s a lucky guy.”
Suzanne smiled happily. “I hope you’re right. I just hope he gets back
soon. I’m ready for him now. Oh, God, am I ready!”
The last plate had been washed and put away, and they relaxed in the
living room, each with another cup of coffee. Carole closed her eyes
and sighed contentedly.
“Oh, that was wonderful. You don’t know how I appreciate it, Suzanne. I
was in no mood to cook.”
“It was good, wasn’t it?” said Suzanne. “Ham’s one of my favorites, and
it’s so easy to fix, too.”
“Was it a kosher ham, dear?” asked Yvonne evilly, and they all laughed.
“Which reminds me,” she continued, inhaling deeply from her ever-
present cigarette. “I went with this kosher guy once. You know, I do
believe there’s a difference in having sex with a circumcised guy and
one who’s not.”
“Yvonne!!”
Carole’s voice exploded across the room.
“Relax, I’m just reminiscing,” she said imperturbably. “But I have
found when they’ve had something cut off their cock, they don’t seem as
aggressive. Maybe I’d feel the same way if I had half my tits removed.”
“If you had half your tits removed, dear,” said Carole calmly. “You
could join the men’s swimming team.”
“Bitch!”
Suzanne laughed, enjoying the pleasant banter between them, their
obvious affection showing through the exchange of insults.
“When I’ve had your experience, darling, then maybe I can pass
judgment,” said Yvonne. “I guess I’d better keep my mouth shut. But you
know me and sex. It’s my favorite subject.”
She mashed her cigarette out and looked in the package.
“Oh, damn, I’m out. Carole …”
“Hm …”
“Be a doll and run down to our place and get me a new pack. They’re on
the dresser.”
Carole sighed, and slowly got to her feet.
“What’s in it for me, huh?”
Yvonne smirked. “I’ll be extra sexy tonight. I may even use the dildo
on you.”
“Thanks a lot.”
“Come on, Suzanne, I’ll help you wash the coffee cups,” said Yvonne,
gathering them and moving to the kitchen.
She and Suzanne walked into the kitchen as Carole unlocked the front
door and left the apartment.
“I love the way you two bitch at each other,” remarked Suzanne as they
stood by the sink. “I never dreamed you were as close. I mean, I never
thought two girls could get that way, you know what I mean?”
Yvonne nodded.
“Yup. We have our knock-down-drag-outs but as a rule, we get along
pretty well. You see …” Her voice softened … “We love each other.
That makes a big difference. You can put up with a little shit once in
a while because the other times make up for it. And believe me, I know
I’m not easy to live with.”
Suzanne turned the faucet on full-blast and rinsed the cups and
saucers. Above the noise, she heard Yvonne say something.
“Sorry, I didn’t hear you,” she said, turning off the water and
reaching for the dishtowel.
“I said: you’ll find out when you start living with Sam.”
Suzanne giggled. “You mean marry him or live with him?”
“Either. Though I suspect you’ll probably live with him for a while
now. After all, it’s good to try the merchandise before buying.”
“You’re goddamn right, sister!”
They both whirled, and standing in the doorway was Ted. Behind him, his
white teeth splitting his black face from ear to ear, was Clayton, and
next to him Donald.
Suzanne felt a scream welling up inside her, and before she could utter
a sound Yvonne’s voice boomed out.
“You motherfuckers get the hell out of here.”
From the living room they heard Carole’s footsteps on the stairs, and
Yvonne shouted out.
“Carole, run. Get the police.”
Clayton turned, and they heard his footsteps across the living room,
and Carole’s scream. A moment later he dragged her inside, and the
front door slammed behind them. The click of the lock as Clayton turned
it sounded like an explosion.
“Now, chicky-babies, it’s time for dessert,” said Clayton, his dark
eyes staring humorously around them.
“Oh, God,” whispered Suzanne. “We forgot the door.”
“You sure did,” said Ted. “But that wouldn’t’ve stopped us.”
They stared at each other. Suzanne had backed away, and Yvonne stood,
her hands on her hips, her face a picture of contempt. Carole, pinned
in Clayton’s strong arm, his hand over her mouth, was struggling
violently.
“You better calm down, baby, or you’ll feel my hand real hard,” he said
softly. Her eyes widened and she stopped moving.
“Thass better,” said Clayton. “And now I guess we can have our little
party. It sure’s gonna be nice this way.” He turned to Ted and grinned.
“There’s one for each of us now. Oh, baby, there’s nothin’ better’n an
orgy.”
Yvonne opened her mouth and the beginnings of a scream emerged, but Ted
stepped forward, and with a quick movement he belted her across the
cheek. She staggered back against the wall.
“You get the message?” he drawled. “Now listen here. No one’s gonna get
hurt, as long as you spread your legs. Okay?” He stared at Suzanne.
“Hi, there. How’s that hot little cunt tonight?”
Suzanne was petrified. She found she couldn’t move. Her voice had
disappeared. Inside her she felt her heart pounding so hard she thought
she was going to faint. Finally, a whispered plea emerged from her
lips.
“Please … oh, Please …”
Clayton’s booming laugh echoed around the room.
“You see, jest like I said she would: she’s pleading for it again. Oh,
baby, and you’re gonna git it, every inch of it right up that nice
white pussy. And that’s only for starters.”
Ted reached out and grabbed Suzanne’s wrist, jerking her forward.
Numbly she let herself be pushed into the living room. Clayton heaved
Carole into Donald’s waiting arms, and closed his long thick fingers
around Yvonne’s arm.
“Come on, baby, let’s get this show on the road.”
“You take your filthy hands off me,” snapped Yvonne. “You goddamn
nigger.”
Clayton’s eyebrows rose, and his mouth grinned evilly.
“Oh, oh, sounds like another Grosse Pointer,” he said. “Or mebbe from
Dearborn? Well, baby, you’re gonna find out it doesn’t rub off.”
He dragged her into the living room, where Donald was holding Carole
and Ted was gripping Suzanne. The boys all looked at one another.
“Okay, last one in’s a cocksucker,” said Clayton, and with one hand he
seized Yvonne’s robe and ripped it down, leaving her standing naked,
her eyes flashing at him with hate. She opened her mouth, but before
she could scream his hand had belted her violently, and she fell to the
floor.
“Like I said, no noise, no trouble,” said Clayton.

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Fantasy

Courting A Vampire 7

By: StormHerald
Chapter 7
I danced most of the night, only taking a break for water or fresh air
with the three Lycans. They passed me to each other, and Damien
stepped in only twice more before they monopolized me entirely. It
was after midnight when I waved the flag of surrender and told them
that I was exhausted.
They laughed and passed coins to William before letting me know that
they were camping out in the forest and would be back towards
tomorrow afternoon. I thanked them and watched them bound out of
the ball room and right off the balcony. My aunt was at my elbow the
moment they disappeared.
“You seemed to be having fun.”
I nodded, “They look worse than they are, or at least their hiding the
worst of their natures around me.”
My aunt narrowed her eyes at the night sky, “I don’t like how the big
one and the bouncy little one stare at you.”
I nodded, “They are the only two serious about courting and the darker
one isn’t interested. It’s funny you say that though, because that’s,
more or less, what Damien said.”
“Oh really?” My aunt smiled a very evil smile and I looked at her warily,
“What are you planning.”
She shook her head, “It’s my concern, you go sit down and wait for me,
I have something to work out.”
 
And with that she grabbed her skirt and marched over to the four
council members seemingly furious. She waved her arms and pointed
to me more often than I would like and finally the council members
nodded and she beamed at me in victory. I was quickly grabbed by my
aunt and pulled through the halls and into the room.
She had me strip and put on very revealing white silk lingerie, the
length of which barely covered my ass. Pulled dark blue stockings up to
my thighs and then wrapped a robe around me and pulled me out and
shoved me protesting into Damien’s room. I sighed as she closed the
door and looked around spotting a familiar blanket waiting for me on
the couch.
I didn’t know how long Damien would be at the ball but vampires could
party all night so I picked out a funny romantic comedy and put the
movie in watching as the familiar characters began to fall in love. Half
way through the movie I fell asleep, exhausted from the evening of
dancing. I woke up to the feeling of being lifted and looked into now
familiar grey eyes and snuggled into him.
He chuckled, “You should have slept in the bed. You will get too cold
out here.”
“Sorry.” He chuckled again as he laid me on the bed and pulled the
blanket off of me only to wrap me in the blankets on his bed.
I stretched and watched him slowly undress changing into the loose
fitting pair of black sweats before crawling into bed with me. I slowly
got out of bed and used the restroom, and walked back to the bed,
catching the silver look in Damien’s eyes as he looked at me.
“You’re killing me Lilly.”
 
I looked down at myself and blushed, “Sorry, my aunt.”
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me back into the bed, pulling the
covers back over me, “Yes, I’m well aware of your aunt’s motives.”
I smiled and snuggled in noticing the purposeful distance between
Damien and I. I sighed and lifted my head on my arm to look at him,
“You’re making the Lycan sleep outside?”
He snorted, “No, they prefer it out there. You seemed to be having a
good time though.”
I nodded, “Yeah, they are really funny about certain things.”
“For example?” I ignored the hard edge to his eyes and shrugged.
“Women rule over them mostly. Like there are seven brothers and four
sisters, but the ones who dominate the place are their sisters. And then
they were talking about where they are from. They said it was right on
the ocean.”
I flipped over onto my stomach and rested my head on my arms looking
at Damien, “I have never seen the ocean except on an airplane. They
said they would have no problem showing it to me, and they described
how green it gets when its spring.”
I look had drifted and when I looked at Damien I saw the hard steel look
in his eyes and I frowned at him, “What’s the matter?”
“It sounds like they will make you happy.”
I winced at the cold tone and flung the blankets off and got up, “I’m
trying to make the best of a not so great situation. What do you want
from me?”
He sat up slowly and glared at me, the muscle in his cheek straining, “I
don’t want anything Lilly.”
I sighed and turned around crossing my arms over my body and I stood
looking into his closet. I had to try and squish the feeling I had for him,
the possessiveness, the need to see him, being happy when I pleasure
him. I needed all of that to go away, I had deluded myself into thinking
that I could have him, but his plan was solid. Desmond would be his
wife in six months and I would be bartered off to the Lycans.
I felt his hands on my waist and he turned me to face him, but I refused
to look at him and he dropped his hands, “I’m obligated in many ways
Lilly. It would be nice to say that you have as equal a chance as the
other three of being my wife and queen, but it would be a lie. At the
end of the day you are still human.”
I looked down at him feeling the pain as he said what I just knew all
along, “You know, the three Lycans say that vampires are idiots. There
hasn’t been a human born between two vampires in almost a thousand
years, that’s better than your century. And that if you really prized rare
things, I wouldn’t be competing for what should rightfully be mine.”
He stood up and I turned and walked out of the bedroom grabbing my
robe and putting it on, “Maybe I’ll at least be valued there, with them.”
I heard a loud crunch and turned to see very dark steely eyed, Vampire
Prince stalking angrily towards me. I took a step back and in a breath he
had me by the waist and was flinging me, hard, onto the bed.
He loomed over me, “Where are you going?”
 
“It’s none of your business.”
He’s ground his teeth and knelt onto the bed, “Were you going to
them?”
I hid my surprise by the leap he had made from simply leaving and
going to my room, to jumping to the Lycans. But I was angry and
hurting and I wanted to see him hurt, even a little bit.
“Again, none of your business.”
He grabbed my hands and yanked them over my head pinning them
and leaning down over me our noses almost touching, “Would you go
to them dressed like this?”
I gasped as held onto both my wrists with one hand and grabbed a
hand full of the white satin in the other, “What do you care what I do?”
He hand tightened onto the fabric and I listened to the material rip and
he slowly yanked it from me. He stopped and looked down at my body
running his hands down my side and down the middle of my chest,
stopping at the dark lace panties.
“Would you let them touch you?”
He grabbed one of my breasts and began to massage it flicking and
pinching the nipple until it became a pink pebble.
“You wouldn’t care if they did.” I gasped as he pinched my nipple,
sending electricity directly to the center of my body.
“You will not go to them like this.” I was writhing on the bed as his hand
switched to my other nipple and began twisting and pinching it.
“What do you care?” He brought his mouth down to the nipple and
sucked on it, nipping sharply at it.
I moaned and he whispered in my ear, “That’s none of your concern.”
I arched my back slightly as he sucked onto the other nipple, heat
building inside of me, my slit drenching in response, “You have
Desmond, and you made that…very…clear.”
He continued to suck on my nipple and I felt his free hand begin to rub
on my lace covered mound. I was losing my train of thought and when I
looked into his eyes, they were turning more silver than steel.
He released my nipple and hands and began to kiss down my body, “I’m
glad you are clear, because I’m not so sure.”
I laced my hands into his hair and writhed against his soft mouth as it
kissed all along the line of my panties, “Why are you not sure?” I gasped
out.
He pulled up leaving me feeling cold and I looked at him, seeing silver
had completely replaced any other color in his eyes, “Because of this.”
His hand slipped into my panties and gently ran his finger up my slit
causing me to moan loudly.
“And this.”
His lips locked onto mine, his passion making him ravenous as he
devoured my mouth and I moaned into his mouth as his hands both
grabbed my breast and massaged them again.
 
“Tell me to stop Lilly.”
I looked into his eyes, his beautiful, silver, glowing eyes and shook my
head, “Tell me to stop, because I won’t. I will make you mine, even if I
can’t keep you.”
I pulled his hair free and wrapped his silky black hair into my fingers and
grabbed him to me, “No, don’t stop.”
He groaned and recaptured my mouth, his body pressing against mine
and his hands wandered down my curves hooking the edge of my
panties and ripping them off. He released me and grabbed a hold of my
leg and moving down until he could throw it over his shoulder.
I looked at him and he smiled briefly before locking his mouth onto my
dripping sex, licking at the juices and the flesh, daftly avoiding the spot
that would bring me to an explosion. He continued to suck and lick. I
arched my back trying to get him to focus on my release.
He chuckled and kept refusing until finally I leaned forward and said
throatily, “Dear Hades Damien, please stop tormenting me.”
He licked the entire length of my slit before finally locking onto the
small bud and working it quickly. I cried out and arched my back the
explosion causing me to tense up and moan deeply, he continued to
attack the small part until I went limp, and he returned to suckling the
juices from me.
When he finished he kissed back up my body to the nape of my neck
where he began to nip at the sensitive area. I felt the heat begin to
build again as he kept kissing my body and pinching my nipples.
All too soon I was arching into him again, the burning need back with a
vengeance. I realized that it wasn’t just his mouth I wanted on me, I
wanted him inside me, I wanted him to scar me as his for the rest of my
life and to feel as close to him as I could possibly be.
I grabbed him and pulled him to me kissing him deeply, tasting the
slight tang to his mouth. I looked into his silver eyes and whispered to
him.
“Please Damien…please…I need to feel you inside of me.”
A look of concern filled his eyes, “I can’t Lilly.”
I kissed him and caressed his face, “Please Damien…I need you.”
He caressed my face, running his thumb across my lower lip, “It will
hurt.”
I nodded kissing his thumb, “I know…but I need you, I trust you.”
He stood up and peeled his pants off, his beautiful member springing to
attention. I couldn’t help myself and I sat up and wrapped my hand
around it, licking the sweet liquid pooling at the tip before wrapping my
lips around it and swallowing him whole. He moaned and grabbed my
hair holding me to him, keeping me from moving. I reached up and
cupped his balls, fondling them gaining a gasp from Damien.
“Stop Lilly…”
I released him from my mouth and he pushed me back down and
pushed my thighs apart with one of his. He reached down and ran a
finger down my slit and I moaned and arched against him.
He grabbed his cock and began to grind the head against me. I gasped
at how hot it was and then he positioned it at my entrance. He grabbed
my hand and laced his fingers with mine and we locked eyes as he
slowly entered.
I felt myself stretch as the head entered and once it was in Damien
kissed the palm of my hand and then began to inch slowly forward until
he reached the resistance of my virginity. He grabbed my hand tightly
and thrust. I felt a rip and then an unbearable pain. I gasped out and
turned my head trying to hide the pain from Damien.
He grabbed my face and gently forced me to look at him, “Don’t hide
from me.”
I nodded and felt a tear drip down to my hair. He kissed me gently then
inched further until he had filled me. My pussy walls clenched and
unclenched trying to adjust to the size and feeling of him inside of me.
He didn’t move until I quit convulsing on him and then he pulled out
only slightly and thrust back in slightly.
I gasped at the feeling, it hurt and I wanted him to stop moving but he
kissed my neck and whispered softly, “Just relax, it hurts but I promise
it will feel better.”
I nodded trusting him and stared into his eyes as he took small, soft
thrusts into me. A deeper kind of heat began to replace the pain and I
released a moan as he thrust once more. He smiled and began to
lengthen his strokes.
Soon I was moaning with each stroke, every movement feeling like
molten heat being poured along every inch of me. I began to meet his
strokes and he was soon moaning in unison with me. I moaned his
name and pulled his lips to mine, kissing him with the same passion
that I was feeling with every thrust of him.
 
He moaned into my mouth and I gasped into his until the building heat
exploded and I arched my back and dug my fingers into his back,
screaming his name. He cried out just as I did and we both convulsed
our passions together until I laid back exhausted. He buried himself to
the hilt in me and smiled down at me kissing me, “I hope your stamina
improves.”
I purred a half conscious response to him and fell asleep.

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let me start out by saying i am 5-8 140lbs and i have a 6 inch circumsized penis.
My parents went out of town for the weekend and was left home alone for 3 days. knew was going to have fun, but not like this. Once my parents had left, around 5, I called a friend to sleepover. We started out like any other day. Playing xbox while listing to music. Just relaxing. We did this for about 3 hours. then, we ordered a pizza for dinner. Then I went to take a shower while Andy played more xbox. My xbox and computer are in my room so of course he was in my room playing. I got out of the shower and grabbed a towel and went back to my room. I told Andy to get out while i changed. He said “dude who cares im not gonna look at your dick”. So i said whatever and dropped the towel. I knew he could see my ass. I bent over to pick my boxers out of my basket of clean clothes. I bent over knowing he would see my asshole. I put my clothes on slowly and we hung out like nothing happened. later that night, around 1. I woke up too some fainted screams. andy was jacking off. I pretened like i was sleeping while rubbing my dick. I had always dreamed of having gay sex but not until i was older. I :woke up” right before Andy was about to cum. Listening to his moans, it wasnt hard to tell when he was close. I asked him what he was doing and he simply said jacking off. We had jacked off at each others house before but it was completly private. He told me to come look at the porno because the girl was so hot. She was taking it deep in the ass by a 9 inch dick. “shes taking that deep..thats a big dick dude” I said. he replied “mines 8 inches. “ya right” I said with a smirk. then he showed me. It was beautiful. 8 inch rock hard cock. i offered to play truth or dare and he accepted. I started out at i came right at him. I dared him to give me a handjob. He said no but then i called him a pussy. He cant stand that. he came over to me and started jerking me off. It felt amazing. Someone elses hand on my dick. He jacked me off about 5 seconds before i was gonna cum. Then he stopped. worst feeling EVER. “now blow me” He said. I got right up and started sucking that 8 inch solid cock like no other. I tasted his pre-cum then i stopped. We were both as horny as you can imagine. Then just naturally, we 69 each other. He would also rub my asshole from time to time. After about 5 minutes, he asked if he could do something new. I said go for it. he layed me on my stomach then slowly worked his way to my asshole. He started licking my asshole really slowly. It felt like torture. It felt so good but he was going so slow.After what felt like forever, he put me on the bed and stretched my legs apart. he quickly lubed his dick and my hole. no condom. This was the first time for both of us and we just wanted to fuck. We didnt care, we were too horny. I could feel my asshole tighting around the head of his penis. He moaned. He slowly worked more and more of that pleasure stick until it was fully inside me. It was all pain. Soon enough, the pain was all pleasure. I loved it. we picked up the pace and he started to fuck the shit out of me. I started sreaming. ANDY!! OHH ANDY!!! IT FEELS SOO GOOD DONT EVER STOP!!!!!!!!!!! for about 10 long mintues we fucked. Andy told me he was gonna cum. He fucked me harder and harder until he came inside me. 6 deep shots inside me. covering my insides with his sticky white cum. i felt the cum dripping out of my swollen asshole. I told him it was my turn to fuck him. I pushed on all fours and lubed up. I didnt care if it was his first time. I was too horny. I shoved my penis all the way in his ass. He screamed and said to go slow. I told him to take it like a man.Iit was hardcore fucking. We fucked and fucked. I fucked him for 13 mintues. He was moaning and moaning and he was loving every second of it. I was going to cum. I thrusted as hard and as deep as i could. Harder and deeper until finally, I shot 13 times in his ass. Biggest load I have ever had. I felt like a pornstar. i took my dick out and he blew me. then we decided to take a nap. but before we went to sleep, I wanted to make it interesting. I grabbed a 12 inch double sided dildo and told him we have to sleep with this in our ass. it was easy to put in. mine was about 5 inches deep and he said it hurt so his was probably about 3 inches. we made a bet that whosever ass it falls out of gets fucked the next day. we slept for a good 10 hours. we woke up and it was still in my ass so i would get to fuck Andy. But that would wait. He got up still naked, and ate food, and andy called his mom. We wanted to do it again so andy asked if he could sleep over again and just stay at my house for the day. it all worked out. after breakfast we went back to the bedroom. he got on all fours but i stopped him .i told him since i won i pick what we do. so i picked to gape. not his, but mine. I wanted my asshole HUGE. we started with him fingering me. then 2 fingers and so on til all 5. I wanted him to fist me but it hurt too much. we lubed up more after fingering and we fucked. he started fast because i was already used to it. we went all out for 15 minutes then slowed down for 15. then we went all out for another 15. he fucked me for 45 minutes straight. he then took his dick out and strected my hope. it was 2.7inches across!! right away he started fisting me.he was going fast too. it felt like he was punching my prostate. ohh but it felt good. we decided to get a baseball bat. he shoved that thing right in me with ease. soon enough we went back to fucking. he fucked and fucked and fucked. we came inside my ass so much that when he pulled out. it was flowing out my ass. no joke. it just kept coming out. i told him i hadnt came yet so he let me fuck him. i was bout to come but instead i came ina red platic cup. i wanted him to drink it. i filled up a good 2/5 of that cup. by god it felt god. 18 shots in the cup . thats a lot of cum. . We shared it though. We were too tired too have another sleepover so he called his mom to come pick him up. he left after we showered together. he left one happy camper. but I was happier.

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Daughters sexy new underwear

Daughters sexy new underwear
She was maturing into a beautiful young woman, her breasts now a fantastic 32C and her ass was to die for. Her blonde hair framed such a pretty face and her puppy fat had all but disappeared leaving only a cute muffin top around her midriff. She had come to live with me after falling out with her mother 6 months ago and we had a really good relationship with the usual arguments over her not doing enough school work as it was her last year before her exams and her spending more time arguing with the odd boyfriend she had. But apart from that we got on really well. In fact I was glad of the company most of the time and she was a great bundle of energy to have around.
I tried to make her as comfortable as possible and she had kitted out her bedroom with all the mod cons she needed, like TV, stereo etc so she had her own space. We had been out shopping to get some new clothes as some she had brought with her were looking a bit small now and of course fashion seems to change weekly! It was her underwear that shocked me most. My ex wasn’t always the most flirtatious woman and so I just thought big sensible knickers were the norm and matching lingerie sets were something I just saw advertised in magazines but not seen in reality. Even when I did buy her some sexy underwear, they were put on for a Birthday meal out and hastily removed in the dark with a moan how uncomfortable the thong had been. So the matching sets that my daughter wore surprised me at first, and we had various discussions about how I thought they weren’t a daily item of clothing but was quickly put down and told not to be such a prude as it was comfortable to wear and there was nothing wrong knowing she looked good under her clothes. My problem was that I had seemed to have become almost obsessed with the various designs she had and looked forward to washing her clothes and sorting out her underwear. It worried me a little but I just kept telling myself that I was only reacting like any normal man with sexy underwear in front of him, it was just it was a pity that it was my daughters and not one of my own girlfriends.
Working long hours had meant I hadn’t had much time for female company as well as not being the most outgoing person in the world. In fact since my divorce 18 months ago I had only had 1 sexual encounter since with someone I saw for a couple of weeks which wasn’t that spectacular anyway. So the odd time my daughter didn’t bother covering up her underwear as she walked around the house before getting dressed made me embarrassed when I saw her and I even thought she did it occasionally knowing how uncomfortable it made me. But I tried to do my best to ignore her and act as much as I could as if it didn’t bother me. But my God she looked good.
It was a Saturday morning and she had arranged to go into town with her friend to do some shopping. She had a little of her own money left over from her Birthday along with some she had saved from an odd job she had as a waitress at a pub in the village when they needed her. She came downstairs with a glum look on her face and sat at the kitchen table banging her mobile phone down as she did.
“What’s up Love?” I asked as I poured her a cup of tea and put some bread in the toaster.
“Nicky has just phoned to say she’s been throwing up all night and so isn’t feeling well enough to go shopping” she answered.
“Oh dear” I said, “now what are you going to do today?”
Giving me her best innocent puppy eyed face she said “Well you know how much you Love me Dad?”
“Yeah” I replied buttering the toast.
“Well I thought perhaps we could spend some quality time together today and you could take me shopping!”
“But surely you don’t want to ruin your street cred walking around town with your old Dad cramping your style” I said handing her some toast.
“Ah come on Dad, you’re not that old, and anyway we can take the opportunity to update your wardrobe a bit too, and you never know you might find a nice woman who serves us and ask her out”.
Falling for her charm every time I agreed and before I knew it we were in the car and heading into town to hit the shops. We had a fantastic day, a lovely lunch out and spent too much money (mine of course) and were tired out by the time we got home. We had decided that after a busy day we would get a takeaway for supper and relax in front of the TV with a film. We dumped our bags in our bedrooms saying that we would sort them all out and put them away in the morning, and took it in turns to shower whilst the pizza took it’s time to be delivered.
I sat on the couch in my usual relaxing clothing of joggers and t-shirt and Chloe sat next to me in her usual thick fluffy dressing gown she normally wore over some girly boxers and t-shirt she slept in. We demolished the pizza almost before the adverts of the DVD had finished and sat back to watch the main film. As usual I sat back and Chloe spun herself round putting a cushion on my lap and laid with her head on it and her feet up on the couch. The comedy played and we laughed along to it as it did so. I looked down and felt proud I had such a lovely daughter, her face lit up by the TV and light coming in from the hall, her smooth skin without makeup looking beautiful. It was then I noticed her dressing gown was gaping slightly and where I would usually see her coloured t-shirt, instead I saw the smooth curves of her breasts against the lace of a bra. My mind all confused, I was all of a sudden glad of the cushion on my lap because involuntarily my dick sprang to life and filled with blood. I did my best to move slightly to adjust thinking that Chloe would perhaps then get up but she stayed where she was and continued to watch the film. Suddenly she laughed again at the screen and her gorgeous soft breasts now jiggled in their bra cups as her cleavage remained on show to me, I assumed completely unaware to her. My cock was rising fast and I was sure that any moment she would feel it pushing against her face through the cushion. I had to make an excuse to move so asked her if she would be kind enough to fetch us both a drink while I paused the film.
“Well seeing how you were good enough to take me shopping” she had said, “Then it’s the least I can do”. And with that she stood up and disappeared into the kitchen where I heard her open the fridge. I took the opportunity to try to adjust my hard on but had to keep the cushion on my lap or it would have been a dead giveaway!
She returned with a coke for her and handed me a bottle of beer. “Cheers” she said as she clinked her can against my bottle, but was standing now in front of me with her dressing gown open revealing a new bra and thong set that she had bought earlier. I tried not to stare but was gobsmacked by the beautiful sight before me, unable to take my eyes off her perfect maturing body in the striking underwear.
“I see you like my new underwear” she said bringing me out of my trance.
“Sorry Chloe, I didn’t mean to stare but you look fantastic in that” I said looking at her face. “But perhaps you should put some clothes on as it’s perhaps not the most appropriate thing to wear with your Dad around.”
“Oh give over Dad, you’re not a prude and you’ve seen it all before”.
“That was a long time ago darling” I replied, “and before you had grown into a young woman”.
“Do you think I look OK in these then?” she asked opening her dressing gown wider and wiggling her hips.
“Chloe please” I said trying to look away. “You look absolutely gorgeous and your future boyfriends will be extremely lucky to have someone as beautiful as you, but you better cover yourself up as I am your Dad”.
Putting her can down Chloe made no attempt to cover up, but instead did the opposite and removed her gown. “Dad I just wanted to say thank you for taking me shopping today and thought I would show you what I bought” and then she turned round looking back at me over her shoulder. This had the effect of giving me prime view of her ass in the thong.
“Well I appreciate that Chloe and it was a pleasure to have spent the day out with you, but I’ll say it again that I’m your Dad not your boyfriend”.
Now many times I had imagined what her breasts looked like under her bra. As her preferred bra’s were padded I knew they wouldn’t be as big as they looked in her underwear and had been a little excited on more than one occasion trying to imagine their look. Would her nipples still be a little puffy or would they be nice and developed? Would they be as soft as they looked as her cleavage was often on show and looked gorgeous? I also knew she took care of herself and trimmed her pussy but how much? Was she clean shaven or just tidy? Now with her stood in front of me I had a feeling I was about to get my questions answered!
“Dad, do you think I look attractive”? She asked turning back to face me.
“Of course I do Chloe, and like I said you will make someone very happy when you meet the right boy as you look after yourself well and that means a lot. You obviously didn’t get that from your mother as she wouldn’t have been seen dead in that underwear”.
“I know” she said, “what a miserable cow, I don’t know how you lasted so long with her in the first place Dad”.
“Well maybe darling, but I wanted to do my best and stay till you were old enough to understand” I added.
“Well good for you for getting out” she said, “but you deserve to be happy and that means not spending the rest of your days without some sexy fun”.
“I’m sure I’ll find someone soon” I replied, knowing that it was probably a lie maybe enough to diffuse the situation I was in now.
“Well I hope you do Daddy, and I hope your new girlfriend makes an effort for you and wears sexy things like these” she said looking down at her own body.
“I hope so too darling, although I doubt I will find someone with a great body like yours which makes underwear look that good” I said nodding at her lingerie.
“I’m glad you like it” she said, would you like me to show you my other sets I bought today?”
Now of course I wanted to shout ‘of course I do you silly bitch, and while you’re at it give me a flash of your tight cunt and pert tits and I’ll show you how good a fuck could feel’, but knew the utter wrongness of the situation and so I just told her that it may not be best appropriate and she should really go and put her t-shirt on.
“OK, you’re the boss” she said as she grabbed her dressing gown and skipped upstairs. I took a long swig of my beer hoping that it would cool me down a bit before shouting for her to hurry up so we could watch the rest of the film.
She reappeared and had done as I said but was now in skimpy girly boxers and a tight t-shirt with no bra and wasn’t wearing her dressing gown.
“Is that better?” she asked giving me a twirl before jumping back on the sofa to resume her position as before.
“Well a little” I said still astounded at how good she looked, but now perhaps even more turned on as I could now see clearly the shape of her beautiful breasts under the tight material as her small nipples pressed outwards. Her figure hugging pants were pulled tight against her frame giving a gorgeous view of her ass cheeks as she had spun round in front of me. My cock now starting to ache from the power of my erection which she had luckily missed from lying on as I had added another cushion and turned slightly.
The DVD continued to play and as it was a 15 certificate I knew there may be some sexual references in it, but being a comedy thought we would just laugh through them. Unfortunately the scene that started to unravel in front of me had me starting to get red faced with embarrassment. An almost identical situation appeared on screen where a lad was sat minding his own business on a couch watching a football game and a girl came into the room and blocked his view trying to get his attention wearing only a skimpy outfit, bending this way and that so her ass and cleavage were on show. The comedy was that he was doing all he could to look around her so as not to miss the game but at that point it didn’t seem too funny to me, as all I could concentrate on was the gorgeous girl offering herself to him! Chloe sniggered and latched onto the similarity and how embarrassed I must be but laughed along at the show.
I was glad when it eventually finished and Chloe got up from her position to eject the disc from the machine. I was still surprised to find my erection was still pushed against the cushion and happy Chloe had got up but as she moved across the room I knew she now deliberately took her time and bent over keeping her legs straight to remove the DVD, almost copying the scene from earlier in the film. He arse was now in full view with her tight fitted girl boxers just about covering her cunt lips which looked divine from behind. She lingered a little longer before looking back over her shoulder at me to see I was staring straight at her. With that she placed the DVD back in its case and came back over to me. She grabbed the cushions I had on my lap and threw them aside, straddling me with her legs either side of mine and sitting on my lap. My cock was pushing hard against the material of my bottoms only millimetres from her crotch. Looking down at the tent I had in front of me and then back to my eyes, she raised her eyebrows and asked how the hell I had managed to keep a hard on for the whole length of the film without it going down? And that if I had the stamina for that to happen then I was definitely in need of a woman. In a swift movement she grabbed her tight top and pulled it off over her head giving me sight of the most beautiful pair of breasts I had ever seen. Without saying a word I could resist no longer and as she leant forward her mound pushed against my own hardness as I reached up and put both my hands on her breasts. She threw her head back and gasped as I squeezed them gently feeling the small buds of her nipples harden under my palms.
I replaced my hands with my mouth and hungrily started to lick and suck her gorgeous tits, feeling the mix of soft skin and hard nipples between my lips. My hands cupped her sweet little ass and kneaded her buttocks over the material of her panties as she rhythmically moved against my cock. She brought her head back forward and lifted my chin as she planted a passionate kiss on my lips. Our tongues met for the first time and I could feel the excitement rise in my cock almost to the point that I thought I would come there and then in my shorts.
Almost reading my mind Chloe suddenly moved positions and got off me, pushing me back into a lying position as she grabbed the waistband of my joggers and pulled them off in one quick move. My cock was now on show, fully erect in front of my own daughter who stood before me in just her knickers. Hooking her fingers now under her own garment, slid them down her legs before standing in front of me now completely naked. Her cunt was smoothly shaven apart from some well trimmed hair in a landing strip style on her sweet mound. Still without saying a word she now straddled me in the 69 position taking hold of my cock in her mouth and my balls in her hand. I gasped with pleasure and buried my face in the sweetest, tightest looking cunt I had ever seen.
I held onto her hips as I sucked and licked at her pussy, her sweet taste filling my mouth as her juices flowed. She was holding the base of my cock tight in her hand as she moved her hot mouth up and down the shaft. I wondered how many times she had done this before with her boyfriend’s as she seemed to have a pretty good technique and also wondered whether she had gone all the way before or whether she was still a virgin as we had never really discussed it in depth. It suddenly hit me then that this was my daughter I had on top of me, sucking my cock whilst I lapped at her most intimate part and knew that I should have stopped it before it had even started. The guilt swept over me and I stopped licking at her snatch telling her that we really must stop as this was so wrong in every way. With a ‘pop’ sound as her lips came away from my cock, I felt her release pressure on my shaft as she climbed off me. With a mixture of disappointment and relief Chloe said that I was right and this was very wrong and that she was sorry she had teased me to the point we were at. With that she ran upstairs leaving me lying there on the couch wondering what to do next.
Thinking she was really upset I knew I should follow her and try to make sense of the situation and explain that as much as I was flattered and turned on, this was something that we really shouldn’t have started and that it was actually my fault as the adult for allowing it to get this far. I was about to move when I heard her footsteps coming back down the stairs and she appeared at my side in the lounge still naked. She looked at my cock glistening with a mixture of her saliva and my own pre cum and knelt down next to it smiling.
“I know how wrong this is Daddy, and if you really want it to stop then just say so and I will leave you alone, but I want you to know that I have fantasised about this almost since I moved in here with you. You are such a kind, loving man that I want to make you happy”.
“Darling you already make me happy” I said, “but you don’t have to do this for me, you should be doing this with a boyfriend of your own”.
She continued, “All the boys I have been out with are either immature idiots or just want me for one thing Dad, but you are so loving that I wanted my first time to be with someone that really loves me”.
I was shocked again by her, my God she was still a virgin! I couldn’t hide the surprise in my voice. “I thought you were already sexually active Chloe, especially as you seemed such an expert at sucking my cock” I stammered.
“No way!” she answered. “In fact I have only ever held one lads cock which seemed pencil thin compared to yours and wanked him off till he came all over his jeans! He touched my boobs but that was as far as I have been with anyone”.
So innocent yet so sexy I thought. She continued, “The internet is such a wonderful thing Dad, and that’s where I picked up some ideas from. It’s not only boys that look at porn you know” she said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. “It was just getting frustrating that I had no one to practice on”!
I was speechless as she undid a condom she must have had in her room and slid it over my still rock hard erection. She then hopped up from her knees and climbed on top of me, her slight frame sitting on my stomach where I could feel the heat from her pussy against me. She leant forward and kissed me, her sweet mounds against my own chest, our nipples touching. I knew I was about to break every rule in the book but couldn’t help myself at the most wonderful loving situation we were in.
With a gentle movement I could feel the head of my cock against her cunt lips, already wet from her own juices. I was pleased as it meant she was turned on, but from reading many stories knew that it may still hurt her. It would also be the first for me to take a girl’s virginity. I kissed her tender lips telling her to stop at any time she wanted, but she assured me she knew what she was doing, and that having used tampons before as well as confessing to have masturbated she was sure she would be OK. She pushed herself against me, slipping her hand between our bodies to part her lips and guide me into her. She gasped as the head entered, enjoying the pleasure that came with the pain as her lips stretched around me. The heat was intense and I helped steady her by grabbing her ass cheeks, squeezing them gently. Another little push had me a further inch in and I was now worried that the situation would take over me and I would cum prematurely like an over excited teenager. Concentrating I managed to get back in control and moved my manhood in and out of the first few inches of her tight pussy as her own lubrication continued to flow. We continued this for a while as she got used to the feeling, enough to sit up slightly as she grabbed her own tits, looking down at me and smiled.
“This is nice Dad” she said as she continued the gentle movement of her groin, “is it good for you too?” she asked.
“Sweet baby it feels a bit too good” I said as I continued to insert just the first couple of inches of my cock, feeling the pleasure of the pressure of her tight cunt on me.
I could see from her flushed cheeks and the spreading colour across her chest that she was experiencing more pleasure than pain and it was a massive turn on. Slowing for a brief second her determined eyes stared straight at me as she put her hands on my chest, thrusting herself down onto my pole, burying it in her virgin cunt down to my balls. She let out a short scream as I hit home but started to ride me straight away. Thrusting gently at first but getting faster I could sense her first orgasm with me was about to happen as I met her strokes hearing our bodies smack together, made louder with the wetness now between us.
As she started to cum I could hold on no longer and we joined together in the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced in my life, our bodies writhing together as our pleasure flowed over our bodies. Chloe planted a big kiss on my lips as we laid together, her chest heaving against my own as I felt her soft breasts between us, her body shaking slightly from the orgasm that had just happened. I could feel her juices between my legs as my cock was still inside her hot pussy. Burying her head into the nape of my neck she hugged me and thanked me for being so gentle and suggested that perhaps we go bathe again to clean up. I agreed and after a few minutes enjoying the closeness we rose from our position and I carried her upstairs where I ran a nice hot bath with plenty of bubbles to which we both climbed into in order to relax and clean up after our first sexual encounter together.

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Stripping Anonymously For My Mother

It was due to my college tuition that it all happened. After my parents had divorced two years ago my father had moved across the country and cut off all contact with me. My Mom had had to take two jobs for awhile just to get out of the pile of bills she was under partially due to the divorce so when it was time for me to go to college I had to pay my own way. My first year I had to work long hours to pay for it and it was difficult to find enough time for studying let alone for a social life.
It was during the summer when I was nineteen between my first and second year of college that my life took a turn that led to the unexpected place I found myself in. Though I still worked I actually had some time to have fun and it was while I was at a bar on a Friday night that things changed forever. I was drinking a lot thanks to my fake I.D. when I saw the bar was having a best bodies contest. Some friends talked me into entering because I was always in good shape and cut so I decided what the hey.
That night I came in second place and won $50 but after I was back at the table a free round of drinks arrived at the table followed shortly by a sharply dressed man. He introduced himself as Carlo and told me he had a business proposition for me. Needless to say even while drunk I was suspicious of his motives but he gave me his business card which identified him as a promoter. One of his endeavors was that he promoted male strippers for parties and clubs for a strictly female clientele.
“With your physique and baby face you could make a lot of money kid. If you’re interested when you’re sober give me a call tomorrow” were his last words to me before he departed.
His card wound up in my pocket and I didn’t think anymore of it until the next day when I discovered the card again. Though I doubted that I’d do it I could find out the details at the least so I called the number. Carlo informed me that I’d be able to only work nights which would free up my days for classes. Also the money I’d be making would easily dwarf what I was now making and that was before tips and other “perks”.
Since I was young and you only live once I decided to give it a try on one condition. I asked Carlo if there was anyway that I could do it disguised. He laughed and said it was possible, but added that hiding my face would hurt my bottom line but that was my business. He informed me that he was promoting a show that very night so I could go and see for myself, learn the ropes and get my feet wet so to speak. I agreed to meet him at the club that night.
That night sure was an education for me. To be honest I had seen some of those cfnm videos on the net but I figured they exaggerated somewhat for the camera. But what I saw was insane the way some of the women acted. Whether younger or older, thin or thick, with all heights and ethnicities some of these women went crazy which seemed to be encouraged.
While some of the women were embarrassed and refused to do more than look there were others who fondled, spanked and even sucked the talent. As the night progressed and the alcohol flowed things got even crazier. A couple of the strippers, out of a team of four, actually fucked a couple of customers who pulled up their skirts and were banged either bent over or actually on the top of table as the other women cheered them on.
They pulled out and came on the women and were showered with bills for doing so while the other two strippers came from receiving oral service. In moments while free the guys told me what to expect as well as regaling me with their most impressive exploits with the ladies. In fact many of the women were so worked up that I ended up with a number of phone numbers as well as offers for sex and that was while I was fully dressed hanging out by the edge of the room.
When the show was over I talked with Carlo backstage and I agreed to give it a try. He told me to show up the next afternoon so I could go through a crash course in dancing and other skills. But as he explained having the right look and being willing and able to “entertain” the ladies as necessary was more important than pure dancing skill.
“Being able to play to the crowd and read what a particular woman or group wants is the key. Now unless I’m mistaken I saw you making friends already even when not working and you probably want to go get laid. Enjoy it now because after doing this awhile some guys say it becomes like work” Carlo informed me.
That seemed hard to believe to me initially so I said good night and went to meet a young woman named Jamie who had come with some friends. She was in her early twenties and we wound up having sex in my car in the parking lot as neither of us lived alone. It was okay but I never called her again and she was just as happy to move on as I was.
So started my career as a male exotic dancer. I didn’t turn down any opportunities to work as I wanted to earn all I could before the fall semester began. To protect my identity I wore a mask similar to what some wrestlers wore as I didn’t want anyone to know who I was or how I earned my money. It might hurt my income potential some as my good looks were hidden but with my physique as well as my above average male endowment I did fine. Add the fact that I was young and my loads were large and many a lady squealed as I made a big mess on their face as we were cheered on by the crowd.
Of course I didn’t tell my Mom what I was doing instead telling her I was working for a party promoter which was true as far as it went. She had been doing well at work and in fact she had just been promoted and had received a nice raise. This particular Friday evening I’d let her know that I’d be working which was fine as she might go out with some of the women she worked with and have a drink due to her promotion. That was a bit unusual as Mom wasn’t much of a drinker and to be honest since her divorce Mom didn’t go out much. I had tried to encourage her to socialize as she was still under forty and a very attractive lady but except for a few dates where someone had set her up she stayed home for the most part.
That night the club was hopping. The way it worked would be that only ladies were allowed in during the show and afterwards it was opened to allow men in after they paid a large cover charge. Then they had a chance to score with a horny, half drunken woman. Since I was still the rookie I would wind up in the least desirable location where there were generally fewer women. Up to this point I had yet to actually fuck a woman as part of the show. Like all strippers I’d had customers fondling and sucking me and most nights I came, usually on the face of a woman and I’d certainly gone home with more than one woman at the end of the night.
But somehow I’d yet to go all the way during a show. Part of it was my reluctance to do so and also maybe my persuasive skills hadn’t developed as much as some of the other entertainers. The woman had to usually be really horny or slutty to be fucked in front of a crowd while no doubt her friends took pictures with their camera phones. Finally I have to mention that before every show I would masturbate to a small orgasm in order to prevent me from blowing too quickly while performing. For a young guy like me coming four times in a night wasn’t the problem but if I came too fast during a show that would be one. And with multiple women jerking and sucking me and many of them wanting to be the one to make the stripper shoot his load before her friend could, it certainly helped to prevent premature ejaculation.
That night when I took the stage I was the last to do so. The other strippers were dispersed around entertaining the crowd. The club floor had a somewhat L-shaped floor plan with two stages – the main one in the large area and the smaller one located in the angle of the L. After being introduced as ’The Masked Marvel’ I leaped on the smaller stage and danced for a minute as I removed my costume which consisted of a robe like a wrestler or boxer would wear and a pair of trunks that would rip away followed by me removing my matching thong leaving me with only my mask and boots on.
With the alternating dim and flashing lights and the music beating I jumped from the stage and started to roam the crowd, shaking my moneymaker in front of the ladies as I handled my package. Already a few bold women had slapped my ass or ran their fingers over my torso when a younger, bigger gal took my cock and started to stroke it. Immediately I started to harden and she then took it in her mouth and sucked it. She was very good at it and I was rock hard in no time but I had to break away as she seemed to be more than willing to continue until I came.
However I had to mingle with others as that was part of the job but one would always note where the eager ones were perhaps for a follow up visit later. I worked the small section of the L as that was my area for the night as the other three worked the larger section. Since I was the first to spend a lot of time there I didn’t want for a hand or mouth to make me feel welcome when I headed to a table that was by the back wall. A bunch of the women were standing and beckoning me to join them so I proceeded over there and started by dirty dancing with a taller woman before giving a sitting woman a lap dance. When I stood she smacked me hard as I shimmied away.
Another woman grabbed me and led me to a brown haired woman sitting at the back of the table who had her face covered with her hands. Pushing my ass onto her lap I gyrated as her friends hooted and hollered. When I stood the woman sitting next to her grabbed my cock and pulled it to her mouth. Up and down she worked it and she made up for her mediocre technique with unbridled enthusiasm.
“Suck his cock, suck his cock” the women chanted. Mistakenly I assumed they were referring to the woman who right now had my hardness in her warm mouth but I was wrong. Another woman stood to the side of me and she reached out and took the hand of the woman whose lap I had just been on and guided it to the base of my thick engorged prick.
“Suck him, suck him” they chanted again to encourage the seemingly reluctant woman.
The lady sucking me released my saliva coated erection in deference to the other woman. When I was turning toward that woman a camera flash went off in front of my face and I saw spots but I still stroked my hardness a few times. The next thing I knew my head was swallowed and I felt a tongue swirl around the sensitive underside making me gasp with pleasure.
I struck a pose flexing my muscles as the ladies cheered. Meanwhile more of my cock was taken into the wet mouth as my head hit the entrance to her throat. When I looked down I received the biggest shock of my young life. There concentrating as if her life depended on it was my Mom sucking on my cock. My mind went blank for a moment as she continued to slide her lips back and forth over me until she reached out and took my shaved balls into her hand.
When she did I saw her turn her head up to look at me as she pulled her mouth off me and licked all around the head like an ice cream cone. Thankfully my mask prevented me from being recognized and she dutifully continued her attention. Next she ran her tongue down my full length until she reached my balls which she then licked.
All the women must have been from her job as they all were cheering her on with calls of “You go girl, suck it like you mean it”, “Come on Patti, show us how the boss does it”, “Make him shoot” and other such salacious comments.
My Mom was surprisingly good at fellatio and in fact if she was a stranger I think I would have cum as she lovingly worked her red lips along my turgid tool. Because she was my Mom I’d have preferred if I lost my erection but her skill thwarted that. After a while her jaw muscles must have tired and she released me as she caught her breath.
Sensing an opportunity to escape this unintentional incestuous interlude I turned hoping to put some distance between us but the group of women from the table had hemmed me in. A young woman around my age grabbed me around my cock and bent down and licked me before pulling her head up as she jerked me roughly. One of the older women there seized my arm firmly.
“Don’t think that you’re going anywhere stud. We’re out in the boondocks here and we don’t get much attention in this section. Our boss was promoted and she’s going to get shown a good time especially since its been awhile for her and you have the nice big cock to do it.”
Already a number of bills had been stuffed in the armbands I wore to accentuate my biceps when the older woman now grabbed my erection in a death grip and spun me around by yanking on it.
“Well Patti now is your chance so don’t back out now. You agreed to it and you don’t want to go back on your word in front of everybody, do you?”
My Mom had conflicting emotions showing on her face. She seemed a little tipsy to me and I could clearly see desire reflected there though it was tempered by her natural modesty. As I said my Mom was a very attractive woman with brown hair cut around shoulder length and sparkling green eyes which shone with lust at this moment but she always had dressed conservatively. In fact she had always worn a one piece bathing suit and never a bikini even though her body was better than girls who were half her age.
She now had on a button down white blouse but it was unbuttoned lower than usual for her and I could see the creamy tops of her medium sized breasts above the white lacy bra she had on. She was also wearing a knee length black skirt and black stockings.
“I don’t know about this Donna” she said to the woman who held me tightly.
“Come on Patti, you gave your word but more importantly you haven’t got any since your divorce you told me” she replied to my Mom.
My Mom looked mortified when she said that in front of everyone but it seemed to inspire her. She stood and pulled her skirt up over her wide hips to her waist revealing a black pair of silky bikini panties before she sat on the edge of the table.
“Eat her puss, eat her puss” all the women chanted in unison as Donna pulled me close to my Mom by my dick.
I wasn’t sure if I could do this when I looked at her and saw my Mom’s face was a mixture of vulnerability combined with naked passion. Somehow this hardened my resolve to bring her pleasure. As strange as it sounds I felt I owed her this for all the sacrifices she had made for me during my life.
Bending down I brought my mouth to her panty covered mound inspiring raucous cheers from the table. There was a damp spot in the center of her flower and I could smell her natural scent and it intoxicated me. For a minute I kissed and gently nibbled at her covered treasure before I reached my hands up and slipped my fingers under the waistband. With one swift motion I yanked them down revealing her womanhood in all its glory.
It’s no exaggeration that it was the most beautiful pussy I had beheld in my nineteen years on this earth. Right at that moment it gleamed from her natural juices that seeped from her and the inner lips were swollen from desire. They were pale pink with a slightly darker pink inside them which was positively soaked from her arousal. She had obviously waxed recently as the only hair was a small triangle of curly, brown hair right above her vulva.
For only a moment I paused as I took in the beauty of her nether region before I buried my face at her womanly delta. My tongue ran the length of her upwards from the bottom of her plump lips until I reached her clit which I flicked making Mom moan. Next I pushed my tongue between her lips and worked it as deep as it could go spinning it as much as I could.
Her hand ran along the material of my mask as her co-worker Donna continued stroking me just enough to keep me from shrinking. All I was concerned with was eating this delicious pussy however. My mouth alternated kissing her lips, sucking her clit and licking all of her womanhood. She was making little sounds like a kitten now so I sucked her clit between my lips as I lashed it with my tongue.
After doing this for thirty seconds her body tensed and her legs clamped on my face as she began to shudder from her orgasm. Her delicious nectar I felt flow to my covered chin and soak my mask when Donna brought her mouth by my covered ear.
“You’re doing great, now all you have to do is put this thick prick in her and give it to her good.”
The reasoning part of my brain had shut down or at the least it was not functioning normally as I straightened up without thinking about what I was about to do. Donna positioned my bulbous head by the entrance to the paradise where I had originated. My head was shiny and slick from my pre-cum as I looked down at my Mom. Her eyes were half shut and she had a wanton expression on her beautiful face and I realized I had never desired a woman the way I wanted her at that moment and the consequences be damned.
Without conscious thought my hips drove forward pushing into her wet opening. She moaned as she bit her lower lip when my head forced its way inside. Mom was extremely tight as befitted a woman who had gone years since she was penetrated but my stiff cock wouldn’t be denied. Her wet folds yielded to the steady force as I pushed deeper in her channel. Once I was halfway inside Mom I pulled back until only my head remained ensconced and after waiting a moment I reversed course again sliding deeper into her than before.
Mom’s eyes were closed as I worked in and out of her ultra tight hole and I continued to stretch her out as my cock sank further with each thrust. Her pink flesh was like a velvet vice on my shaft and it yielded willingly as I plumbed her depths but when I would pull back it seemed to resist fiercely any retreat by my hard length. Putting my hands on her shoulders I guided her body back so her torso lay flat on the table and I was able to unbutton her blouse lower.
My fingers fumbled as they clumsily undid the buttons but eventually I succeeded in my task. My hungry hands pulled the lacy material of her cups downward freeing the soft flesh beneath. Mom had two small white globes topped with pink nipples and areolas which my hands covered and fondled lovingly. Her slim hands covered mine as she gasped with pleasure from the stimulation she was receiving. During this I had continued thrusting in and out of her flower even increasing the speed as she adjusted to my girth inside her.
Now I bent my knees a little which adjusted the angle of my thrusts slightly. Every time I drove forward my large head rubbed the top wall of her pussy channel stimulating her bundle of sensitive nerves there greatly. Mom was moaning continuously now as she was being pushed towards imminent release. Her long legs clamped around my waist and her hands reached out and I felt her nails dig into the skin of my forearms, marking the flesh in her throes of passion.
We stayed like that a moment, totally oblivious to everything around us as I enjoyed the feeling of her pussy muscles clenching on me during her climax. When she recovered somewhat she grabbed hold of my ass and in a low husky voice Mom demanded I continue.
“Don’t stop yet baby, keep going. Fuck me some more with that big meat of yours until you cum and hopefully I can cum again too.”
That was something I didn’t need to hear twice. Again I moved my hips in the familiar rhythm of love but I now began to pound her sweet hole harder than before. Between all the fucking and her lubrication I was sliding all the way to the depths of her wet canal with each thrust now. When I first started I wasn’t able to go balls deep but as she expanded to accommodate me it felt like my cock was being fully enclosed by a wet skintight glove that caressed my full length.
My thumb found her clit and rubbed it gently as I bottomed out with each forward motion of my body. Even as we were surrounded by cheering women and bass heavy music I managed to tune that out as my impending orgasm rapidly approached. When Mom’s fingers clutched my active hand I knew she was close as well so I increased my speed. We came together and I filled her with the fruit of our labors. Shot after shot of my teenage spunk jetted its way in her vagina as my balls emptied into her welcoming pussy.
She pulled me to her and for the first time ever our lips met with passion. The flavor of the wine she had consumed I tasted on her sweet mouth as my last remaining cum flowed out. Reluctantly I broke our kiss and straightened up and as I did I slid from her pussy. Mom surprised me by slipping off the table and swallowing my head which was covered in our mingled fluids until it was clean. As soon as she released it the table burst into cheers and I saw we had attracted a large audience with our show.
With all the hubbub going on I managed to slip away and head to the tiny “backstage” area. The best I could do was wipe down with some moist towelettes before changing to my regular clothing. Telling Carlo I wasn’t feeling well I got paid and slipped out the back door of the club and then I drove home. I was so confused by what had happened my hands actually shook on the wheel but I made it home with no problems.
Quickly I showered and put some sweats on but I also put on a long sleeved shirt due to marks on my forearms that my Mom had given me. After a couple of shots of vodka and half a joint I felt almost normal but I was undecided on what to do. The nights events replayed themselves in my mind again and again and I wrestled with the fact that I had just had sex with my Mom and that it was the best I’d ever had. But I knew it was wrong and couldn’t happen again even though when I replayed it in my mind it aroused me greatly.
The best thing to do would be to go to bed and sleep on my predicament and hope the morning brought me new counsel when I heard a car door slam and voices out front. Within a minute the front door opened and my Mom came in. She was humming to herself as she entered and she seemed surprised to see me home already. I’d been about to go upstairs but she beckoned me over.
“I don’t usually see you home this early during the weekend Jason. Come give your mother a kiss before you go to bed.”
With mixed emotions I went and embraced my Mom while giving her a peck on the cheek. The scent of our earlier coupling I could still faintly detect on her along with the wine she had consumed.
“Jason do I smell liquor on your breath” she slurred before giggling. “Not that I should talk as I’ve drank more wine tonight then I ever remember doing. The girls wanted me to celebrate so for once I let myself go.”
I know I shouldn’t have but I couldn’t help myself from replying.
“Did you have a good time Mom?” I asked.
That triggered a huge smile on her face as she considered my question.
“I really did baby. Maybe I should go out with the girls more often.”
Any other response probably wouldn’t have affected me like that one but it struck a nerve and I found myself speaking before I thought about it.
“It sounded like you were dropped off Mom.”
“Yeah one of the girls drove me home as I’m a little tipsy.”
“If you want me to drive you to get your car tomorrow then let me know” I told her.
“I don’t want to trouble you Jason, you have things you probably want to do tomorrow.”
“What could be more important then helping my Mom?”
“You are so sweet baby, how was I lucky enough to have such a wonderful young man for a son?”
Mom hugged me after saying that and she kind of lost her footing from her tipsy state but I easily held her. When I felt a growing reaction in my groin from her contact with me I quickly let her go and turned away before she could notice my arousal. Her hand touched me on my back.
“What is it? Is something wrong Jason? Please tell me, we’ve always been so close that I thought you could tell me anything.”
“I’m not sure if I can say anything this time Mom but it’ll be for your own good.”
“I don’t understand baby, please.”
It would be easy to blame the vodka but either way it doesn’t matter. Something in my head clicked as I walked to where my bag with my work clothes was. I removed an item and slipped it into my hand.
“Mom you better sit down if you want to hear this but I’m warning you that it’ll be difficult.”
She sat on the couch and I saw the worry on her face and I considered again what I was about to do but I couldn’t stop myself for some reason. Sitting down next to her I couldn’t even look her way as I placed the mask I’d been wearing earlier on the couch between us.
“Oh my God Jason. Are you saying… You can’t mean that….Am I dreaming?”
“No Mom you’re not dreaming but part of me wishes you were. That’s the new job I have. I’ve made a lot more money doing it then I was making and I figured it wouldn’t hurt anyone and no one knew who I was. But tonight before I realized it you were, well you know, and then it was like I was trapped and things just snowballed. I’m sorry Mom” I concluded.
She looked to be in shock as I got up and left her sitting there. Under the circumstances I didn’t know what else to do. What does one normally do after informing ones mother that the two of you had sex earlier while you were a masked stripper? Once in my room I lay down but my mind was too confused to sleep. My thoughts swirled like a maelstrom in my mind with no hope of relief. Suddenly I felt the bed shift as my Mom sat next to me. When I looked I saw she had a glass in her hand half full of clear liquid and when she took a swallow she made a face. While she sat there neither of us said a word but she continued drinking it until the glass was empty. Finally she touched my arm and I looked her way.
“Jason let me say what I have to with no interruptions please. Things haven’t been easy for me the last few years since your father left me. I doubted myself and I didn’t want to get hurt again so I shut myself off for the most part from human contact. Tonight was the first time I’ve been with a man since then and I now find out that it was you. Part of me wants to cry but part of me wants to laugh at it all. I’m not sure why but I don’t feel guilty about what happened even knowing it was you. Maybe because I’m drunk and I was so horny and I had such a good time earlier, I don’t know. But right now what happened has happened. We can’t go back and change it, we just have to decide what to do tomorrow. But I know this, that the night still isn’t over so I’m going to do this.”
Saying that she leaned over and kissed me flush on the mouth as her body rolled on top of mine. Instantly we were kissing madly as our tongues explored each others mouths. The heat from her body radiated from Mom as I pulled her close. My rapidly hardening erection pushed into her soft body. My hands unzipped her skirt and she raised herself up enough that I could roll it and her panties past her ample hips. She then kneeled as she unbuttoned and removed her blouse.
My fingers unclasped her brassiere and tossed it aside and then my mouth closed over a pink nipple as I sucked on it. Mom gasped and attempted to push more of her breast into my mouth as I lavished attention on her pink, hard nub. Her hand was rubbing along my leg and when she brushed her fingers against my bulge I shuddered with desire.
Mom moved off me and removed her skirt and panties leaving on her black stockings as I stripped down until I was naked. With no need of preliminaries I pushed her onto her back and knelt between her legs. Her hand had already grasped me and was guiding me to her waiting entrance. My hips thrust forward as soon as she was ready and in one long stroke I completely sank to my balls. Our lips found each other and her long legs locked around me as we made sweet incestuous love.
Whether it was ten minutes or a hundred years I couldn’t say at the time but after I discharged into her pinkness I didn’t slow at all but continued at a steady pace. Finally she whispered in my ear and I rolled us over in response to her words and she now set the pace as her beautiful and sexy body rode me for all we were worth. This way my mouth found and gave proper attention to her perky breasts while my hand again played her clit like a maestro.
Only after she reached her state of nirvana did I begin to piston my hips up from below as I raced to join her in bliss. It was Mom squeezing my thickness with her internal muscles that pushed me past the point of no return. My mouth again clamped on a hard nipple as I erupted like Mt. Vesuvius inside her and when I did her teeth bit my shoulder hard in response. We lay joined like that as I eventually shrank though I didn’t pull out from her. The last thing I remembered before I slept was Mom stroking my cheek while murmuring.
“My sweet baby is all grown up now and he made Mommy so happy tonight.”
The sun shining through my window woke me the next day and I lay in bed alone. My headache and crusty penis convinced me that it wasn’t a dream and my Mom’s clothes still scattered about proved it. I stumbled to the shower and did my best to not think as the hot water cascaded down my body. As I left the bathroom in my robe I heard Mom call.
“Jason breakfast is ready.”
Well might as well see how thing were I thought to myself as I headed down and sat at the kitchen table. My Mom placed a cup of coffee in front of me then laid her hand on my shoulder. My eyes gazed into her emerald ones as I tried to figure out what she was thinking.
“Penny for your thoughts honey” she said to me. I swallowed before replying.
“Mom” I began “maybe if we could go back in time it would be a good thing but we can’t. The way I see it we have two choices.”
“Go on” Mom replied softly.
“One that you are so disgusted with me and what I did that you want me out as soon as possible and I understand if you do.”
She made no response and had her face turned away so I continued.
“Two that we’ll do our best to put this behind us and I’ll try to forget that my Mom, the person who I love the most in the world, the woman who was always there for me is also the hottest and sexiest woman I know as well. I’ll try to be a good son to you and if I’m thinking impure thoughts of you and I can’t control them then I guess I’ll move back to option one.”
There was a period of silence after I spoke and Mom didn’t move or speak. Finally when the tension was about to drive me insane she turned and looked into my eyes.
“You’re young Jason so you can be forgiven for only presenting two choices but personally I reject them and propose another. Right now I have two life insurance policies on myself with you the beneficiary. I’m going to cash one in so it can pay your tuition. That way you won’t have to strip for horny, desperate women.”
She held her hand up for silence before I could interrupt her then continued.
“After you graduate we could move from here to another city or state where no one knows us and people wouldn’t worry so much about our relationship.”
At that moment Mom opened my robe before sitting on my lap while reaching down and taking me in hand.
“That is if you don’t mind living with this old lady who loves you and now desires you so much that no other man could compete. I tell you this Jason, no other woman will love you or satisfy you the way your mother will. What do you say?”
For an answer I kissed her hard as my hands pulled her closer.
THE END
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Owned Teacher Chap. 10-12

This is not my own work. This wonderful piece was written by an author known as “Thumb” about ten to fifteen years ago. I thought I would repost it here so a new audience may enjoy it was much as I have over the years CHAPTER 10
Lisa emerged from the house around 8:30 the next morning to find a cold shivering Mary huddled under the towel which of course was not large enough to provide much comfort. “Good Morning Mrs. C.”
“Morning Ms. Simon,” mumbled the miserable teacher. She was cold, dirty, hungry and needed to use the bathroom.
Lisa released Mary’s ankles and helped her to stand. Taking the leash in hand she started to lead her teacher pet to the house. “Do you need to use the bathroom before we go in Mrs. C.?”
Mary remembered the humiliation of yesterday but she really needed to go. “Yes Ms. Simon I need to use the bathroom.”
“Well hurry up then.”
Mary squatted once again in her yarn in front of her student and released her bladder. She didn’t know what she would do when she needed to have a bowel movement.
Once she finished the humiliating task she was lead into the house and up to the bathroom. “Take a shower Mrs. C. No playing with yourself and no using the toilet.” Lisa hooked Mary’s leash over the shower head and left the teacher to get cleaned up.
Mary was exhausted. She had gotten little sleep the past 2 nights. Her muscles ached and her feet were very swollen. Her nipples and ass hole were tender.
Mary let the warm water massage her body, She scrubbed her skin pink and washed her hair twice. After several minutes Lisa returned and unhooked the leash. She led the dripping teacher into her bedroom. “Get dried off and do your hair and make-up the way I like it. Your clothes for today are on the bed. What time do you expect Amy home?”
The mention of her daughters name brought her back to the reality of her situation. “She should be home around 5:00. Ms. Simon,” answered the naked, dripping teacher.
“You have 30 minutes to get ready. Meet me in the kitchen.”
Mary dried quickly and looked on the bed for her clothes. She found a red garter belt with red stockings and the 6″ heels. She dressed and then dried and styled her hair. The make-up was not to her liking but to Lisa’s liking.
She took a last look in the mirror and saw a 35 year old woman dressed or rather undressed made up like a teenager. She felt ridiculous but she marched down the stairs to the kitchen. Lisa was sitting at the table eating eggs with a slice of ham and toast. She had a cup of steaming coffee in front of her.
” Your breakfast is in the bowl on the floor.”
Mary looked down and saw a bowl of dry spoon sized shredded wheat with a bowl of water next to it. Mary sank to her knees and began to eat the shredded wheat. She was starving. She picked up the bowl of water and washed the 10 shredded wheats down. When she had finished Lisa ordered her to clean up and meet her in the living room.
Mary cleaned up and walked into the living room.
“Put this where it belongs” said Lisa handing Mary the butt plug and the tube of lubricant.
Mary started for the bathroom. “No, no, Mrs. C. right here.”
Mary stopped and began lubricating the plug. She realized that the only way she would get it in was to squat and force it into her ass. As she did just that, her student was watching closely. It was just slightly easier than the night before but it was still difficult and very uncomfortable. Once the plug was in place Mary was ordered to kneel on the floor before her student.
“Mrs. C. you know how you made us learn all the rules of grammar and writing. And when we didn’t follow them you corrected us and in some cases punished us.”
“Yes Ms. Simon.”
“Well I have prepared a list of rules for you. It is important that you follow them to keep our secret and protect your and your family ‘s reputation. If you fail to follow every rule you will be corrected and punished. Is that clear?”
“Yes Ms. Simon.”
“The rules are not open to discussion. If you do not understand something you ask me. You are not to attempt to interpret them yourself.”
“Yes Ms. Simon.”
Lisa handed Mary a list of rules. “Read these out loud to me now to be sure you understand them. Rules may be added or changed as I see fit.”
Mary began to read:
“Rules for my pet teacher to live by:
1. I will remain naked with 6″ heels at all time when I am alone at home unless directed otherwise by my owner.
2. When I am not alone I will wear a skirt and top or dress with garter belt and stockings and 3” heels unless directed otherwise by my owner.
3. I will always have my hair done and make-up as my owner likes it.
4. I will only eat what my owner permits and I may not use utensils unless my daughter is present.
5. I am never to sit on a toilet seat. If I am alone at home I will use the back yard for my toilet needs. If I use a bathroom I will squat over the bowl with the seat up.
6. I will always have my ass lubricated.
7. I will keep my pussy bald at all times.
8. I will never wear panties or bra unless directed by my owner.
9. I will sleep naked on the floor every night unless directed otherwise by my owner.
10. I will never refuse an order of my owner.
11. I will wear my collar at all time when I am alone and carry it in my purse at all other times.
12. I will exercise daily and keep myself fit.
13. I will never sit on any furniture without the permission of my owner.
14. I will never make any decisions without consulting my owner.
15. I will have my plug, big black dildo and nipple clamps with me at all times.
16. I will respect all students by calling the Ms. or Mr.
17. I will always display a smiling face.
18. I will masturbate every morning, at lunch and as soon as I get home from work BUT I will not have an orgasm without permission.
19. I acknowledge that I am obeying these and all other rules and orders from my owner because I want to be a good pet.
20. I understand that my life is now controlled by my owner.
“Very good Mrs. C. Any questions?”
“No Ms. Simon”
“I will be moving into the guest room. We will tell Amy that I am having problems at home and you agreed to let me stay here with my parents permission.”
“Yes Ms. Simon.”
“Now go put on the skirt and blouse I laid out for you so we can get my stuff before Amy gets home.”
Mary went upstairs with her head spinning. She had no choice other than to obey her owner. Why does that thought make my pussy wet. She put on the skirt which really was extremely short, barely covering the tops of her stockings and Amy’s sweater which was way to tight. Her hard nipples were poking holes in the front of the sweater. The plug in her as was still uncomfortable.
Mary went down the stairs and when she saw Lisa she begged, “Ms. Simon I can’t meet your parents dressed this way.”
“Don’t worry they won’t mind at all. Put your collar on.”
The confused teacher buckled the collar around her neck and walked to the car in a daze.CHAPTER 11
Mary climbed into the car wondering what Lisa had planned. Surely she didn’t plan to make her meet her parents dressed this way.
“Spread your legs and pull your skirt up Mrs. C. ” said Lisa as she climbed into the car. ” I live across town and I want you to play with yourself until we get there.”
Mary spread her legs and began to gentle slid her finger over her wet bald pussy. She was ashamed that she could possibly be excited being treated like this and being forced to act this way.
After about a twenty minute drive they arrived at Lisa’s home. It was in a nice suburban neighborhood. Her house had a wooden fence all around with a gate off the driveway. Lisa parked in the driveway and ordered Mary to get out of the car and pull her skirt down.
Mary hesitated getting out and Lisa came around the car and opened the door pulling her teacher out of the car by her leash. “Come on Mrs. C. my parents are anxious to meet you.”
Mary didn’t know what to do as she was led to the door at the end of her leash. How could she face this girls parents like this? What would she say? How would they react? What would they think of her? Would they have her arrested? A million thoughts went through her mind as Lisa continued to pull her leash leading her to the door.
Lisa opened the door and lead the cringing teacher into the house. “I’m home,” called Lisa.
Lisa’s mother came out of the kitchen. “Hello Honey”. said her mother ignoring the scantily clad collared teacher. “Your dad and brother are watching the game in the living room. Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes.”
Lisa pulled the teacher into the living room. “Hi dad, hi Mike.”
Mary immediately recognized Mike. She had been his teacher two years earlier. She hadn’t realized Lisa was his sister. ]
“Hi Lisa” said her dad.
“Hi sis,” said Mike. “Hi Mrs. C. You look different today.”
Mary blushed deeply and remained silent.
“You remember my brother don’t you Mrs. C.? You gave him a D on his term paper and he was ineligible to play football for two games.”
It came back to here immediately. Mike had done a terrible job on that paper and she had been forced to give him a low grade. He had asked her to please give him a C and let him do makeup work but she refused. Even the coach had asked her to make some allowances but she held fast and he was not permitted to play for 2 games until he brought the grade up. She could see him leering at her and Lisa’s father was checking her out closer than was comfortable. She knew she was in a really bad situation.
“So you are not so high and mighty are you now Mrs. C.?” Mike laughed reaching out and patting her tightly covered ass.
“Dinner’s ready”, called Mrs. Simon.
“Let’s eat” said Lisa’s dad.
Lisa pulled the frightened teacher by her leash into the kitchen. There were four chair set around the table. Mary was left standing next to Lisa as the family sat down to dinner. The family ate dinner and talked as if Mary were not even there. She was very uncomfortable just standing there watch them eat and being ignored.
After they finished eating Lisa turned to her teacher and explained. “You see Mrs. C. Mike was the one who actually found the magazine and when he showed me, we laid out a plan to get revenge. Mom and dad were in total agreement with the plan after what you had done to Mike. Mom and dad have practiced D/s and S/m for years and have a very open understanding between them. They belong to a group here in town that meets monthly. I attended my first meeting when I turned 18 and Mike has been attending for two years when he is home from college.”
“So you see this is a family affair. You are now the property of all of us. You are primarily mine but they can use you in any way they want. We will not involve your daughter directly since we do not believe in involving minors . However we may use her without her knowledge to assist in your training. Your husband will be involved but we will not unveil his involvement until later. He is unaware of what is happening at this time.”
” Take off your sweater Mrs. C. and show daddy and Mike your tits.”
The overwhelmed teacher knew she had no choice and lifted the sweater over her head exposing her hard tipped breasts to the family. Mike reach up and grasping the right nipple pulled the teacher down and gave her a hard opened mouth kiss. His tongue slide between her lips and her knee went weak. She forgot the pain in her nipple and was electrified by the intensity of the kiss.
He released her nipple and lips and she stood on wobbling legs.
“Remove your skirt Mrs. C. before you leak all over it.”
Mary lowered her skirt showing her shaved pussy to everyone.
“Spread your legs,” demanded Mike.
“Show us your cunt teach” added Lisa’s father.
Mary spread her legs and reached down and spread her juicy pussy lips showing them her excitement.
“You were right Lisa. She is a natural,” said Mrs. Mason.
“Turn around and show your plugged ass.”
The deeply shamed teacher did as she was ordered.
“Enough of this we don’t have all day Mike needs some relief before going back to college. Mrs. C. go over and demonstrate you cock sucking talents on him. Bend at the waist and keep your ass up.”ordered Lisa taking charge of her pet.
Mary turned to Mike and saw his huge swollen cock sticking out of his pants. He grabbed her head and forced her mouth down over his cock.
“He better be happy or you will be very, very sorry Mrs. C.,” said Lisa patting her teacher’s bare ass.
Mary worked her mouth up and down the long thick pole. She used her tongue and tried to get this over a quickly as possible. That’s when she felt hands on her ass, forcing her legs apart. A finger was sliding into her dripping pussy. Ohhh the sensations were too much..the thick cock running over her tongue and the finger playing in her pussy she was so close to cumming.
At that moment she felt a sharp sting to her left breast. “Don’t you dare cum you slut,” hissed Mrs. Simon.
Mary felt the finger leave her pussy and be replaced with what she knew was Mr. Simon’s cock. It felt huge and was stretching her pussy but had no problem sliding in with her juices flowing. She felt another sharp pain in her right breast. She tried to concentrate on the cock in her mouth and ignore the hot rod now slamming into her steaming pussy. The stinging pains continued in her breast as Mrs. Simon smacked each one with a wooden spatula. FLASH. She could see the flashes as her use was recorded.
Soon she felt the cock in her mouth begin to pulse. She worked hard trying to get this former student to cum in her mouth before she had an orgasm and drew the wrath of her tormentors. The first shot of cum hit the back of her throat gagging her and then Mike pulled out and landed squirt after squirt of hot cum on her face and in her hair.
Her face remained in Mike’s crotch with his deflated cock now back in her mouth as his father continued to pound her pussy while his mother smacked her by now sore sensitive breasts. Her orgasm was so near it hurt and she was fighting the pleasure to avoid anything worse happening to her.
After what seemed an eternity she felt the splash of Mr. Simon’s cum deep in her stretched pussy. Then he pulled out and covered her ass and back with hot white cum.
As Mr. Simon pulled his cock from her very used pussy the teacher collapsed to the floor. Looking down she saw her breasts an angry red and her nipples were painfully engorged. Her pussy was crying for release which was not to be.
Mr. Simon took some pictures of the bedraggled teacher covered in cum. His hobby was photography and he planned to use Lisa’s pet for some very inventive pictures.
“Get up Mrs. C. and take my things to the car. Don’t bother to clean up just put your sweater and skirt on and get moving. We want to get home before Amy gets back.”
The cum covered teacher dressed and moved to load her owners things into her car. She couldn’t look any of them in the eye and silently went about completing her task.
“Mike will be going back to college tonight but I will take you over to visit daddy and mommy next week,” said Lisa as she drove her once proud teacher to her home with cum drying on her face and in her hair.CHAPTER 12
When they arrived home Mary carried all of Lisa’s things into the large guest room and unpacked for her. She was a real mess with cum dried on her face and in her hair. Her breasts were very sore from the abuse of Lisa’s mother and her pussy was crying for the release she had been denied.
“Shower and wash your hair Mrs. C. you look disgusting. I will lay out your outfit to greet your daughter. And Mrs. C. don’t you dare play with yourself.”
A thoroughly dominated teacher moved to the shower. There wasn’t much time to get ready and Lisa required her to always have her hair and make-up done.
After a quick show Mary entered her bed room apprehensive about what Lisa would require her to where. She found a respectable but short skirt, a heavy sweater which would conceal her unfettered breasts and 3″ heels. There were no stockings or garter belt so she was totally naked under her clothes. Her ass was still plugged and she put her collar in her purse with the dildo and tube of lubricant. As she was doing her make-up she realized how hungry she was. She hadn’t had anything to eat all day and hadn’t had a decent meal since last Friday at lunch. As soon as she was ready she went down stairs looking for Lisa.
“Better start dinner Mrs. C. Amy will be hungry when she gets home. First show me your plug” she demanded.
Mary lifted her skirt and bent over.
“Spread your cheeks Mrs. C.”
The shamed teacher reached back and spread her ass cheeks so her student could see the plug in her ass.
“Stay like that and finger your pussy”
Skirt up, bent at the waist Mary began to finger her pussy. In seconds she was dripping.
“Mrs. C. you are such a hot number,” mocked Lisa. “Enough of that now fix dinner. Amy and I will had ravioli’s and a nice salad. You will have some plain lettuce. Unless of course you want to dip it in front of Amy”
“Please Ms. Simon I am so hungry.” begged Mary.
“But you just had a load of high protein cum not more than an 2 hours ago. We have to get rid of a few pounds Mrs. C.”
A red faced Mary had no reply to that and began getting the dinner Lisa had ordered.
About 10 minutes later They heard the front door open and a cry, “Mom I’m home”
“In the kitchen “, called Mary.
Amy stopped in her tracks when she came into the kitchen. “Mom, What did you do to your hair?”
“Do you like it?”
“It’s so different. Why did you get it cut so short?”
“I just wanted something really different.”
“Why are you dressed up on Sunday night? Are you going out?”
“No Honey I just decided to dress up more. You know with Daddy gone I tend to let myself go a little.”
“Oh”. Just then Amy noticed Lisa. “Hi”.
“Amy you know Lisa don’t you?”
“Sure from school”.
“Well she will be living here for a while until she can get things worked out with her parents.” Mary lied to her daughter.
“Cool. An older sister. That will be neat.”
” I think so too,” said Lisa. “Come on I’ll help you unpack.”
Lisa and Amy went up stairs and left the nervous teacher cooking a dinner she was not permitted to eat. At least the 3″ heels didn’t hurt her feet as much as the 6″ ones.
When dinner was ready Mary called the two girls and when they came down they were chatting like old friends. Amy and Lisa sat down and Mary served them a large salad and ravioli. Then she moved to the counter where she picked at her lettuce.
“Aren’t you having any Mom?” asked Amy.
“No, I’m trying to lose a few pounds Honey.” Mary lied again to her daughter.
“Get us a couple of Cokes Mrs. C.”, demanded Lisa.
She got out two Cokes and glasses for the girls.
“Mom why do we have Coke you always liked Pepsi and wouldn’t ever but Coke for me.”
Now Mary was in a tough spot. What could she say.
“I bought the Coke” said Lisa “I didn’t know but if you like Coke I’m sure your mother will buy it from now on. Won’t you Mrs. C.?”
“Sure since you both like it and I am dieting I’ll get Coke from now on.” Another lie.
“Aren’t you going to sit down Mom?” asked Amy.
“No honey I have a lot to do and want to keep moving.” Lie number four Her life is becoming one lie after another as she protects her family from her tormentors.
The girls finished and went upstairs leaving Mary to clean up. Usually Amy cleaned up but Lisa had said for her to come upstairs with her and Mary was left to clean up as she knew she would be doing from now on. After everything was cleaned up Mary went upstairs and asked if the girls needed anything. She suddenly became aware of the need to use the bathroom. But she was plugged.!! She tried to catch Lisa’s eye but Lisa ignored her.
“Did you finish checking our papers yet Mrs. C.?” asked Lisa innocently. She could see the beginning concern on her teacher and suspected she knew the reason. “I’ll entertain Amy you go check the papers.”
It was an order Mary knew that. What were Amy and Lisa talking about? In this first test her nerves were on edge. The stress was tremendous. She moved off the her room to check the papers. She sat on the floor and spread the papers around her as she went to work trying to ignore the cramping in her bowels.
A couple of hours later Amy came in to say good night. “Why are you on the floor mom?”
“I needed room to spread everything out Honey,” Mary lied again.
“Well I’m really tired and have a busy day tomorrow. Tell daddy I said hi when he calls,” said Amy as she kissed her mother on the cheek. “Good night.”
“Good night Honey” said Mary. Damn she had forgotten all about Bill’s calling on Sunday nights.
After Amy had gone to bed Lisa came into Mrs. C. room. “We are alone. Strip Mrs. C.”
“Please Ms. Simon may I remove my plug and use the bathroom.” begged the stressed out teacher. All this lying and deprivation was making her fall apart.
“Of course Mrs. C. Why did you ask me sooner? said Lisa with a wicked smile. “Be sure to lick the plug clean and remember how you must ‘sit’ unless of course you want to go outside.”
“I’ll use the bathroom, thank you Ms. Simon.”
Mary hurried into the bathroom and pulled the plug from her ass and squatting over the toilet with the seat up she didn’t have to strain hard to empty her bowels. Then she began the disgusting task of licking the plug clean.
“You do not need to put it back in right now Mrs. C.” called Lisa from the bedroom. When Mary came back into the bedroom wearing only her heels Lisa told her to change into her 6″ heels. “they make your legs and ass look almost respectable.”
Handing Mary her purse Lisa ordered her to get the dildo out. She was told to sit on the floor with her knees drawn back so her heels were against her ass. Lisa moved up and pushed her teacher knees apart exposing her bald pussy. “Put your black friend into your pussy Mrs. C.”
Mary took the black monster and tried to slip the end into her moist slit. It was too big. ” Ms. Simon it is too big, it doesn’t fit.”
“Get it in or I will and your might make too much noise if I have to do it.” snarled Lisa. “I’ve been much too easy on you.”
The frightened teacher managed to get the head into her pussy stretching it further than ever except when Amy was born. Once the head was in, it slowly slide deeper and deeper until about 4″ were buried it her pussy. FLASH
“Now slide it in and out and get it deeper.”
Mary pushed and pushed the huge black cock in and out. It stretched her to the limit and was so large it rubbed her clit on every stroke sending shivers through her body. Another inch disappeared into her hole but at least 8 ” was still showing.
“Mrs. C. by Christmas you will take every inch of that,” said Lisa confidently.
‘Impossible’ thought Mary but she kept her mind on the fire building in her pussy.
“Don’t cum Mrs. C. If you are good maybe I’ll let you cum later but keep that black toy of your moving.”
The phone rang. Mary looked at Lisa with pleading eyes.
“Keep fucking yourself Mrs. C. while you talk to your husband. Don’t mention me. If you cum or stop I will wake Amy to talk to her father” said Lisa with a smile.
Mary answered the phone. She did her best to talk in a normal voice as she slid the dildo in and out with 6″ disappearing now. She was on fire. Her husband was so preoccupied he didn’t even notice her ragged breathing. She could here the sucking sounds as the black pleasure maker slide in and out of her blazing pussy. The conversation lasted about 10 minutes and Mary could not remember one word that had been said. As soon as she hung up she begged Lisa,”Please Ms. Simon May I cum?”
“What are you willing to do if I let you cum Mrs. C.?”
The frantic teacher hissed “Anything Ms. Simon. Anything.”
Lisa lifted her skirt showing Mary her bare ass. “Kiss my ass Mrs. C.”
The chagrined teacher leaned forward and placed her lips on her student’s bare ass.
” Come on Mrs. C. if you want to cum you have to do better than that.”
Mary leaned further forward and planted her lips firmly on Lisa’s ass.
“Use your tongue Mrs. C.”
The overcharged teacher ran her tongue over Lisa smooth ass. She dipped her tongue into the crack briefly.
“Lick the hole Mrs. C.”
Mary couldn’t last much longer. Her pussy was burning up. Her ass was bouncing on the floor as she shoved the black dildo in and out. There was a puddle of her juices on the floor and she was getting a full 8″ in. Lisa noted there was only 6″ to go.
As Mary’s tongue licked her students ass Lisa said “Cum Mrs. C.”
Ahhhhhhhhhhh… moaned into Lisa’s ass as she bucked through the most intense orgasm ever. She was cumming and cumming one after the other. Her tongue was whipping over Lisa’s ass hole as she made an even larger puddle on the floor.
Once she came back to earth Lisa said, “Well Mrs. C. you are a pretty good ass licker and look you have 8” of the black cock in that hole of yours already.
A mortified teacher realized what had just happened and broke out sobbing.
“If cumming is going to make you cry Mrs. C. I won’t permit you to cum anymore.”
Mary fought for control.
“Now lick your toy clean and then lick up your mess on the floor. Sleep right there and keep your black plaything in your mouth all night. Set you alarm for 5 and be showered and made up with breakfast for Amy and I ready by 6:30. You may wear the robe we saved until I pick out your clothes for school.”
“Oh have your bag for the gym ready to pack too.”
“Nite Mrs. C.”
The stunned teacher sat there unmoving for a half hour before beginning the jobs assigned.

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Fantasy

A boat trip

Introduction: At first I am from Germany so please excuse the mistakes. Comments are welcome, if they are not like this:”Let him make her pregnant” or “Let him fuck his mother”. This story is partly fantasy so my trip with the boat really happened (I have the coordinates of the harbour if you want to have them), the girl exists but I didn’t fucked her.

True Story

I cheated, Well, WE cheated

I have been dying to tell someone of my true experience but due to obvious reasons you will read below there was nobody I could tell. When I found this site and read some of the stories I knew this was a good venue because keeping it inside was almost killing me.
This is my first time writing a story so I hope I did alright. I read many stories here and took inspiration from a few of my favorite authors to tell my story. I guess I could have written this in my own words but I knew I would not be able to express it and deliver the impact I had felt and experienced.
I hope you like this story and look forward to any comments.
I almost couldn’t believe this was happening, even though I egged it on and definately wanted it to happen. Having already emotionally cheated on my husband I had set things up to physically do it as well. I knew he wasn’t or hadn’t been faithful to me but that has nothing to do with my decision nor does it make it right. This has nothing to do with right or wrong, it has to do with need, desire and lust.
This was my chance to discover a part of myself and perform an act I have only heard, seen or read about. I was enamored with a man, a man who is married to one of my friends.
I straddled him while holding his thick and wide dick in my hand to guide it to my dripping pussy. I eased my body down onto him. I was filled with nervous lust at this moment because this was wrong and also the size of him. He was incredibly thick and his mass kind of scared me, which only enhanced the entire situation.
Once the tip of his cock touched my extremely sensitive cunt lips I rotated my hips while also moving his cock back and forth along my slit. I was dripping wet anyway but I needed to tease him and myself just a little. A part of me wanted to be in the kneeling position letting him just take me from behind and shove his massive cock into me.
With his cock in position and his head firmly seated between my cunt lips I felt we could stop at this point and still claim neither of us commited adultry. He wasn’t “inside” of me yet but with any resolve long gone I lowered my body down some more and began to impale myself.
With his head plowing it’s way through the tip of his cock peirced my hole and this was the point of no return, he was inside of me. His head found it’s way in my hole but as the top of his shaft began to push through I tightened up and stopped my descent.
I felt the palms of his hands on my ass cheeks and he suddenly raised his hips as his fingers dug into my flesh of my ass. With him gaining a little more ground than I was truly prepared for I heard him let out a blissful breath but the intrusion made me grunt in discomfort.
I felt I was being split apart but the pain I was experiencing coupled with the fear and lust had me reeling, and this was only the beginning !.
I began to raise up a little then he put his hands on my hips to stop me and tightened his grip. He held me into position and raised his hips again pushing more of his fat cock into me. I took in a huge breath which caught in my throat as my hole was suddenly stretched then I insticntively tightened my vaginal ring muscles.
As he held me in position and stayed firmly inside of me he groaned out in immense pleasure as I tightened up. I struggled for breath and when I was able to take in another breath I grunted loudly and painfully but it was an excrutiatingly delicious pain. This position wasn’t going to work out like I hoped it would, I was now being timid and wanted to relinguish control and let him take me. I had no idea it was going to be this tough even when I first saw his cock, I still figured I could handle it.
His need was taking over now and when I felt his hands tighten on my hips I knew he was ready to attempt another assault. I braced myself and with my legs and hands I pushed myself up to keep him out but this only added fuel to his fire. I knew this wasn’t going to work for me being in this position then he eased his grip and he pushed me off of him while easing his hips down.
Once his cock was out of my pussy he pulled himself out from under me and got on his knee’s behind me. I felt his hands on my shoulders pulling me to lay down on my back. He immediately positioned himself between my legs and leaned his body over mine. He reached down and grabbed his cock and starting at the bottom of my slit pulled his head up to get himself between my cunt lips. Once he was positioned at my entrance he instantly penetrated me and started the fucking motion,
I tried not to grunt loudly because I didn’t want him to think I couldn’t handle it but it felt like he was shoving a telephone pole up into me.
The mix of pleasure and pain was something I haven’t felt since my very first time, which was like 30 years ago. He wasn’t playing around at this point as his attempts to get fully inside of me were becoming savage. I couldn’t relax and loosen my cunt muscles for anything in the world even though I desperately wanted him deep inside of me.
At first I was trying to help him by having my hands on his waist but as he became more aggressive I was relegated to being taken. This was the way I wanted it and the mixture of fear, pain and pleasure was consuming me more and more now.
As he drove his massive cock deeper into me I stretched my arms out above my head to brace my hands against the headboard and to display complete submissiveness. He was fucking me harder and harder now that he was fully inserted in me and I was loving it, almost beyond what my words can describe
As he kept banging me it was getting easier and now that my cunt was stretched and more easily taking his cock in and out. I was gaining more perception now from the initial “assualt” and other feelings were evident as his cock was hitting something deep inside of me that I never felt before.
I was in a different world being filled like I never have been and I knew going forward that things would never ever be the same for me as far as the sex I had been getting from my husband.
What he was putting into this act was far beyond anything I have known for many years and on each descent it seemed his cock was punching the bottom of my stomach.
I was feeling a tingling burning feeling in my cunt as I was already building to a climax. As he continued to ravage my body I felt my jizz work it’s way down. With my stomach tightened and my hands pushing against the headboard I held off until I had to let it go. I pulled in a last breath and held it then as my stomach cramped and as I ran out of breath I finally let go.
It was like a river of jizz flushed through my pussy and the wet slapping sounds became louder as he continued to drill me. Totally relieved and in complete heaven my body was now at ease while he pounded me harder and faster. I knew he was building to a climax and his eruption was imminent. I was not on birth control and he wasn’t wearing a condom however, I wasn’t going to say anthing if he didn’t, I had no intention of stopping him from cumming inside of me.
Even though this thing was building between us for quite some time the situation we found ourselves in developed quickly so we did’t talk about it due to the heat of the moment.
I looked up and saw the strain on his face and his back becoming more rigid but his hips were rocking like they were well oiled. The way he as silently panting I knew he was trying to hold off as long as he could just like I had done. As his thrusts increased he was gently shaking his head “no”, like he was denying what was inevitable.
I wasn’t sure what he would do and I even thought he may pull out at the last second. If he pulled out I would be fine but at this point I was just as fine if he shot off inside of me and actually I truly wanted his cum in me more than anything.
Before I knew what I was doing I raised my hands up and placed them around his back and was pulling as he thrust into me.
I was now intent of having his cum in me and I was trying to make that happen with my actions. As I pulled him into me I raised my legs higher and wider as I looked up at his face.
The contorted pain on his face was evidence of his attempt to hold off and I wanted him to cum now just as bad as he needed to. I slipped my hands down to his ass and pulled while picking up my hips to meet him.
I felt his cock expand then he opened his mouth leaned his head back and I witnessed his neck muscles strain. I suddenly felt his cock pulsate as he began to fill me with his seed. He began to moan outloud as I felt the cum course through his dick and into my drenched pussy.
I felt his cock expand and contract with each stream of cum he shot into me. His grunts were were a mix of pain and relief as he pumped semen deep into my pussy.
I felt the warmth of his cum pooling inside of me and the pressure building from the amount he sprayed. He grunted one last time and started breathing heavily while he remained in me. When he finally did start to pull out I squeezed his cock then clamped down to milk and clean him off, plus I wanted to keep his cum inside of me while my stomach spasmed.
I felt so alive at this moment that I surprised myself but I figured I may feel bad about it later yet I somehow knew then that I wouldn’t. He looked down at me and smiled and when I smiled he leaned down and kissed me.
I felt my hearts strings getting pulled and now I was suddenly scared because I knew I was hooked. Not just the way he fucked me but his kiss had somehow set the hook in me.
I knew these feelings would be the beginning of the end and only make a wrong situation even worse. I had finally crossed the line, there was no taking it back now. How things would preceed depends on what stems from the aftermath of what we have done.
He lowered himself down and laid on his back breathing heavily and I finally had to release my muscle tension and let his cum flow out of me. This made me take deep breaths in and out as I relaxed my body. I was astonished at the amount he had ejaculated which made me wonder how rich it was. Seeing it had a double effect, it made me hot again knowing I could get pregnant. I found myself formulating a plan/excuse in case I turned up pregnant and my other plan was to get with him again and get his cock in my mouth.
With our time running out we got up, got dressed and he left. I cleaned up and changed the sheets on my bed (something I never ever had to do before after having sex) and all I could think about was the next opportunity.
We did have another opportunity about 10 days later. We met up to “talk” but we knew what the real motive was. He gave me something I never had and I wanted to express appreciation for his long thick cock.
In typical cock sucking fashion I went to my knee’s in front of him and undid his pants. I was loving the act of being this nasty little whore on my knee’s willing to service him. He wasn’t treating me like the “good wife” but like a dirty little whore, which is what I wanted. There were times I wanted my husband to just let me be nasty and provocative and even just plain FUCK me but what I was doing now had always been denied.
I had his pants pulled down and was at eye level with his tented underwear which I also pulled down. I was now face to face with that delicious monster dick, I licked my lips with the increased saliva that coated my mouth.
I looked up at him and just like I was praying he would do he looked down at me with a very serious look and placed his hand around the back of my head and pulled me to him.
I leaned forward while he pulled and with all the determination in the world I grabbed the base of his cock with my fingers and plunged down on him. I went right to work stretching my mouth open as much as I could. Pulling him deep into my mouh with suction I peered up at him, he was looking right down at me then I felt him make a fist as he grabbed a lump of my hair.
He was rocking his hips and he steadily pulled and pushed my head while I worked on him. I was lucky to get in my mouth what I could but his actions were telling me it wasn’t enough.
As what must be his typical aggresive style he began to fuck my mouth and was forcing his cock deeper than I thought I could take. He was giving me exactly what I wanted and was now forcing me to suck him off despite my very real struggle.
I really had no choice now and was loving just that fact alone while I increased the depth as best I could and sucked harder on his rock hard tool.
I concentrated as best I could only peering up at him every now and then and the last time I did look up I knew I was doing the job. He was’t looking down at me anymore rather his head was level, his eyes were closed and his mouth was slightly agape.
I reached up with my other hand and tickled his sack while I continued to try and suck the cum out of him.
As his breathing became more rapid I mentally prepared for the inevitable. I couldn’t wait for him to cum in my mouth then without any other perceivable indication I was caught of guard by a stream of cum hitting the back of my throat.
I chocked a little then recovered as I began to swallow while trying to pull my head back but he held me as he loudly groaned as he while flooded my eager mouth.
With my tongue on the underside of his meat I felt the pulsating ripple of cum coursing through his cock. He held my hair tight and grunted as the last few spurts of his warm thick seed flowed into my eager mouth. When he eased his grip on my hair I pulled back and keeping his head firmly inside of my mouth I sucked his now very sensetive head. His body shook while I sucked and licked his helmet. When I was sure I had extracted every ounce of cum I pulled off and looked up to see the relief on his face, he pulled in a breath then swallowed before looking down at me.
He didn’t say a word or make any expression other than nodding his head as an indication of approval. He gave me two chances to be a wonton little whore but there was so much more I wished to do like this. I would love to be tied up and be thoroughly taken advantage of, have cum all over my face and my titties, to be fucked in the ass, etc, etc.
If I ever get the chance then I’m going to take it and be taken by him.
The End……..so far

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